A bright moon shines on the pines.

There is a figure faintly on the mountain path, this figure walks like flying, his feet almost never touch the ground, a moment has come to the front, through the bright moonlight among the woods, you can see that this person is a monk, this monk is about eight feet long, burly, the top of his head is shining by the moonlight, at this moment he is making the Buddha door superior light work, the body gallops between the mountain roads, the monk's robe with the wind whistling, in a blink of an eye came to the half-mountain pavilion.

Although this mid-mountain pavilion is in the midst of lush mountains, it is particularly atmospheric, and in the middle of the pavilion is a round stone table, and four stone benches each occupy one side, but it is also neat and clean.

The monk came to the half-mountain pavilion and sat down, wiped the sweat from his forehead slightly, took out a steamed bun from his arms and chewed it in a big bite, chewed a few bites, and took a few sips of water from the kettle.

The monks were naturally more miserable, but judging from the pace of his journey, this monk did not look like an ordinary ascetic.

The monk has not eaten half full, suddenly a whistle sounded in the woods not far away, and he was stunned to see dozens of torches lit up in the woods around the Banshan Pavilion, and without waiting for the monks to think more, they rushed up and surrounded the Banshan Pavilion.

The monk settled down, put the remaining half of the steamed bun back into his arms, stood up and swept around, only to see that these dozens of people were all wearing night clothes, and all kinds of blades in their hands were shining in the cold light under the torch, which was dizzying.

Seeing this, the monk secretly said that it was not good, and eighty percent of this was a green forest that had been robbed, and he had the courage to shout: "Who stopped me from going way?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the thieves split into two halves from the middle, and one person strode out of the crowd.

The monk carefully looked at this person by the light of the fire, and saw that this person was more than seven feet tall, with a beard, a lion nose and a wide mouth, a large waist and a round waist, and a fine iron mace in his hand.

"Huh" The man holding the mace shouted loudly: "Is the Monk Faming of Chengdu Baoguang Temple in the Wuna Pavilion?"

The monk's heart suddenly touched, and he said in his heart: This person said my Dharma name as soon as he said a word, and it seems that he had premeditated an ambush here and waited for me.

At that moment, he put his palms together and recited the Buddha: "Amitabha, who is the benefactor, how do you know the name of the poor monk?"

The man put the mace in his hand, smiled, and said, "You ask me?

When Fa Ming heard this, he had already heard that Feng Gongruo, the owner of the Hanyan Mountain Villa, had four protectors of "Wind and Cloud, Thunder and Lightning", each with his own unique skills, and he was a first-class master of today's martial arts, and he didn't want to be met by himself here today, a Jiang Tong was already difficult to deal with, not to mention that he had dozens of helpers?

Fa Ming was silent on the surface, and said lightly: "But I don't know what happened to Jiang Protector stopping the poor monk here all night?"

Jiang Tong grinned and said, "Jiang has never liked to go around the bend," he pointed to the package that Fa Ming was carrying behind him with his mace, and said: "Leave the package behind you, Jiang will no longer embarrass you and let you go down the mountain." ”

Fa Ming sneered: "I don't know when the dignified Cold Smoke Villa will start such a tricky and robbing business? The poor monk is a monk and has no gold or silver treasures, so is it possible that you will even rob the monks?"

Jiang Tong saw that he looked indifferent, and immediately became angry in his heart, and shouted: "Stinky monk, it seems that you don't eat a toast, then don't blame Jiang for not being emotional." ”

When Fa Ming heard this, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, Jiang Tong was stunned by his laughter, and said, "Bald donkey, what are you laughing at when you die?"

Fa Ming said: "Jiang Protector, Hanyan Villa is famous in the rivers and lakes, the name of the four protectors is powerful in all directions, today Jiang Protector took many of his subordinates in the middle of the night to ambush a poor monk in the barren mountains and mountains, are you not afraid that this matter will be spread in the future and be laughed at by the people in the rivers and lakes?"

Jiang Tong sneered a few times, and said disapprerovingly: "Bald donkey, what you mean by what you say is that you want to fight alone with Jiang?"

Fa Ming smiled slightly, and said: "I have heard for a long time that Jiang Protector's mace has few opponents, and the poor monk will make a bet with Jiang Protector today, I don't know if Jiang Protector dares to bet?"

Jiang Daodao: "What bet?"

Fa Ming said: "I'll fight with you alone, if I win by luck within thirty moves, Jiang Protector will let me go down the mountain, how about it?"

Jiang Tong didn't think about it, and sneered: "It's a good breath at a young age, thirty moves, okay, I'll bet with you, but what if you lose?"

Fa Ming smiled and said, "If you unfortunately lose to Jiang Protector, or if you have more than thirty moves, how about killing or listening to the Venerable?"

Jiang Tong said with a smile: "Little bald donkey, this is what you said, come, let Jiang also understand the mastery of Baoguang Temple." ”

Fa Ming wrapped his back tightly, and walked out of the half-mountain pavilion with his head held high, Jiang Tong saw that he was unarmed, turned around and ordered his entourage: "Give him a blade." Someone in the entourage behind him threw out a spear, Fa Ming reached out to catch it, and said with a smile: "Jiang Protector is really bold." ”

Jiang Tong snorted, his figure suddenly rushed forward, and he shouted: "Take it!" The mace was wrapped in the wind and swept away according to Fa Ming's waist!

Jiang Tong's Xuantie mace itself weighs sixty or seventy pounds, and the strength swept out by him is more than a hundred pounds, Fa Ming knows that he can't be hard-connected, otherwise he will parry with the spear in his hand, and it will be split in a few rounds.

Seeing Jiang Tong's fierce sweep at the moment, he immediately poked the spear to the ground, and jumped on the spot, his body rose more than a foot long, which was able to avoid Jiang Tong's powerful sweep!

Jiang Tong's mace method has been instructed by a famous teacher since he was a child, and he himself has infinite strength, and the stick method is surprisingly coherent with the weight of the stick body with the inertia.

I saw that Jiang Tong swept away and did not sweep it, turned the mace, hooked it from the bottom to the top, and ran to Fa Ming's lower plate! Fa Ming's figure had not yet fallen, and he saw that the mace had reached his feet, if he was smashed this time, his legs and feet would be smashed to the flesh and blood, and he hurriedly pulled out the spear, and used the tip of the gun to hit Jiang Tong's mace head a little bit, this trick really worked, and Jiang Tong's mace was opened a few inches, and his body moved a few feet away with the power of the reverse thrust, and landed steadily, and then held the door with a gun, and praised in his mouth: "Good method!"

Jiang Tong sneered, couldn't help but say, two steps to bully the front, a move "Mount Tai pressed the top", the mace "slammed" on the head! Fa Ming avoided its edge, flashed to the left, and dragged the spear behind him to prevent Jiang Tong from temporarily changing his moves, sure enough, Jiang Tong's stick was just throwing stones to ask for directions, and he saw Fa Ming to the left to avoid, and the mace made a sharp turn in mid-air, and he smashed it with a stick in Fa Ming's heart!

Fa Ming had already kept one hand just now, and when he saw Jiang Tong swing his stick, he backhanded the spear that was dragging behind him, and skillfully opened the stick, Jiang Tong saw that he reacted so quickly, and couldn't help but secretly speak, although he admired it in his heart, his hand did not slow down at all, this mace "whined" in his hand, and everywhere he went, it could be described as a whirlwind, and even the fallen leaves on the ground were blown around by his stick wind.

Fa Ming only had the ability to parry for a while, and had no power to fight back, this Jiang Tong saw that the situation was very good, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, the mace in his hand became more and more handy, a move was as fast as a move, a stick was as ruthless as a stick, and in the blink of an eye, the two had fought against each other for twenty rounds, Jiang Tong was eager to win, where to wait until he finished fighting thirty moves?

Fa Ming's body flashed, and the spear poked straight at Jiang Tong's left leg, who knew that Jiang Tong's stick was not reckless, in fact, it was a move in a move, Fa Ming's body just flashed, and his mace slashed diagonally, this time it was facing Fa Ming's spear head, just listen to the "click", the spear head was hit by this stick and flew away without a trace, and the spear immediately became a short stick!

Fa Ming secretly said in his heart that it was not good, this angry thunder protector Jiang Tong was really not in vain, plus he had an advantage in weapons, and he was about to fight thirty moves, if he didn't come up with a mastery, he might not be his opponent, and when he mentioned the true qi of the dantian, he moved the stars step by step, and showed the unique mastery of Baoguang Temple "Step by Step Lotus"!

Jiang Tong was overjoyed when he saw that he had succeeded in a move, and the mace took advantage of the situation to unfold it, sandwiching the whirring wind, and went straight to the door of Fa Ming and smashed it. In fact, Jiang Tong didn't know that Fa Ming's body stunt was his light body kung fu, he just showed the move, he felt that his eyes flickered, Fa Ming had long been gone, and he was stunned for a moment, he felt that the strong wind in his ears hit, and his heart was not good, and he flashed instinctively, but he was still a little late, and his shoulder was hit by Fa Ming from the side, Jiang Tong felt a sharp pain in his joints, and his forearm was numb for a while, "Ahhhh

As soon as Fa Ming succeeded, he threw the short stick, folded his hands, and said, "Jiang Protector, admit it!" Jiang Tong's face was full of shame, covering his shoulder with one hand, and he did not answer.

Fa Ming continued: "Jiang Protector's mace method actually combines the subtle moves of the Shaolin Panlong Stick Method and the Liuhe Stick Method, if it weren't for the luck of the little monk, he would definitely be injured under Jiang Protector's mace today." ”

Jiang Tong was surprised to see that this monk was not very old, and he could see the mystery of his stick method in his first confrontation.

Seeing that he was stunned in place, Fa Ming didn't say anything, recited the Buddha's name and said, "Could it be that Jiang Protector has no faith in his words?"

Jiang Tong gritted his steel teeth and said hatefully: "Little monk, I didn't expect you to be so good at light exercises, and Jiang Mou was planted today." ”

After that, he threw the mace to the ground and instructed his subordinates: "Get out of the way for Lao Tzu, let him go!"

Fa Ming said: "Jiang Protector's martial arts and reputation are really worthy of his reputation, today is actually a poor monk's victory, thanks to the mercy of his subordinates, I will leave!"

As soon as he walked out a few steps, he heard a hoarse voice say coldly: "Great monk, please stay, I have something to say." Fa Ming followed the prestige, only to see a ghostly figure flash out of the darkness outside the gap that everyone had let go!