Kun Buduo retracted his figure, looked at the sky, and saw him standing as steady as a mountain in front of the monks, and said with a smile: "Shaolin Temple is full of talents, and it is worthy of being a prestigious sect. Please rest assured, your masters' lives are fine. It's just that the muscles and veins of the two masters are damaged, and they will no longer be able to use half of their internal force in the future. This seat gives you three days, executes all mortals and robberies with the precepts of Shaolin Temple, and returns my Karma Kagyu Sect Thunder Sound Transmission Method, if not, don't blame this seat for being ruthless and bloodbathing Shaolin!"

After Kumbudor finished speaking, the figure flickered, and the person returned to the chair and ordered, "Get up and drive back to the inn!"

The lamas lifted the rattan trellis and the guard of honor, and walked down the mountain in a group.

Situ Xiao fell behind, and said with a hippie smile to Kong and the others: "Master Kong, if you don't hand over the thunder sound transmission method in three days, don't blame my master for killing all of you in the temple!"

Cheng sneered: "Really, then I will slaughter you, a despicable and shameless villain who is a disaster to all beings!" he said, and threw himself at Situ Xiao.

He hurriedly grabbed it and said, "No!"

Situ smiled when he saw it, and his heart was very relieved, "Haha" smiled evilly, and withdrew and floated away amid hundreds of pairs of angry glares.

After Kun Buduo and the others left, the disciples of Shaolin Temple helped the injured monk up. Looking at the disciples with blue eyes and swollen noses, broken bones and broken tendons, the two monks of Lifan and Libao had a dead face, and their whole bodies were paralyzed and attached to their own views and instincts, and they were sad and couldn't help but shed tears.

He said hatefully: "Since the establishment of my Shaolin temple, I have never experienced such a shame today. This Tibetan monk relies on his martial arts, this Tibetan monk relies on his martial arts, but he acts recklessly and deceives people too much. ”

Liye said: "This person's martial arts are very strange, no one can beat the word revenge, how easy it is to say." This matter is clearly caused by Situ Xiao alone, and I think that the monk may have been planning for a long time and did it intentionally. ”

Liao De said, "The monk killed and injured my Shaolin few people is not enough, and we have to kill them all and wash my Shaolin monks in the temple with blood, Fang Xiu, we can't sit still and let others slaughter!"

"I think it's probably not that simple, for today's plan, we should contact all the major sects in the rivers and lakes, one is for everyone to be a witness, to distinguish who is right and wrong, and the other is to work together to fight for foreign countries!"

Cheng said: "No, how can the affairs of my Shaolin Temple be brought forward by others, and it will damage the majesty of my Shaolin!"

Yuan said: "When is it time to take care of the false name, is it to let others slaughter and let the corpses of the disciples of the temple be all over the field, or invite people to help Shaolin Temple survive the catastrophe?

He said: "Senior Brother Liyuan is right, abbot, this matter is related to the life and death of Shaolin. Don't let go of the courage of blood and blood for a while, and destroy the thousand-year-old foundation of Shaolin Temple!"

After thinking about it for a long time, I had no good solution, so I had to sigh and say, "Okay, Benming, you come to help me to serve in the meditation room." Wait for me to write letters to the heroes and heroes of Wudang, Huashan, Emei and other factions, and ask them to come to support!"

Ben Ming hurriedly agreed, and walked to the desk in the meditation room to sit down in front of the bookcase, spreading out the paper and ink. Likong endured the pain on his body, dipped his pen in ink, and moved his pen like flying.

After finishing the empty book, he folded the letter into the letter, and the book read: Qingwei Zhenren personally opened, after six words, he called Ben to come in and instructed: "After you go down the mountain, quickly hand over the letter to Qingwei Zhenren, the head of the Wudang faction, and ask him to come to support together." ”

Ben Shen received the letter in his hand and responded: "Yes, Master rest assured, the disciple will personally hand over the letter to Qingwei Zhenren." ”

Likong nodded and said, "Well, let's go!" Ben Shen agreed, turned over and walked out of the temple, and rushed to Wudang.

I took the straw paper again, and took the pen one by one to write letters to the heroes and heroes of the beggar gang, Huashan, Emei, Hengshan faction, Jiuhuashan Ganlu Temple, Shaanxi Qingliang Temple Kuyun Master, Puyang Qingyun Village and other major sects.

Ben Shen rushed to Wudang overnight, followed the Wudang disciples to the Danfang, and saw Huang Taichu, the head of the Wudang faction, bowing his head. Huang Tai first met him, he was the disciple of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he didn't dare to accept the big gift. Hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it up from afar, and said, "Please get up!"

Ben Shen only felt that there was a soft and pure internal force under his arms, and he rose up, and he stood up involuntarily, as if someone was helping him, and he couldn't help but be surprised and admired. Hurriedly took out the letter from his arms, raised his hands above his head, handed it to Huang Taichu, and cried: "Uncle Huang, Shaolin Temple is in trouble, Wanwang Qingwei real people help to save me! This is my master's handwritten letter to you!"

Huang Taichu received it in his hand, looked at it, and couldn't help but be surprised. With the breadth and profundity of Shaolin martial arts, he is still not an opponent, which shows that this person's martial arts are unfathomable. Hurriedly asked, "How is Abbot's injury now?"

Ben Shen replied: "Master and the Tibetan Living Buddha fought against each other, and suffered some internal injuries, but they are fine, and now they are better. ”

"What kind of martial arts did the Tibetan Living Buddha practice, and what are the characteristics?"

Ben Sandao: "The disciple doesn't know, but I just heard the lama say that his internal strength is cultivated in the thunder and lightning, and his skills are very fast, so my Shaolin Temple is invincible." ”

When Huang Taichu heard this, he felt even more surprised in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said, "In this way, you can go to the side room to rest for a while, and then I will go with you after I gather my disciples and finish instructing the matter." ”

When Ben Shen heard this, he was very grateful, and hurriedly bowed to Huang Taichu with his hands together, and turned around and left the room.

After Ben Shen left, Huang Taichu immediately rang the bell to gather in Zixiao Palace, and discussed with everyone: "Shicai received a letter from Master Likong, the abbot of Shaolin, saying that a Tibetan lama named Huansheng Living Buddha came to attack, killed and injured several people in Shaolin, and asked me to send Wudang to support. I have specially summoned all of you to discuss this matter, and you have any opinions, but it is okay to say them. ”

As soon as Huang Taichu finished speaking, Han Linghui picked up the voice: "Wudang and Shaolin both belong to the Central Plains martial arts, and they come from the same line. Now that Shaolin is in trouble, how can we stand idly by. The disciple suggested that the head of the sect order, and I will go to support Shaolin!"

Huang Taichu heard this and nodded.

The Wudang Xuanwu faction hurriedly said: "The head is slow! ”

Huang Taichu turned sideways and said, "A foolish real person, please speak." ”

Lin Ransong said: "Wudang and Shaolin, although they both belong to the two major schools of martial arts in the Central Plains, they have always been in harmony with each other. Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Shaolin Temple has always claimed to be authentic in martial arts and Taishan Beidou, and has always been very protective of my Wudang. On the surface, it seems that they are harmonious and harmonious, and they are still courteous to each other, and they are at peace with each other. Secretly, they are on guard everywhere, clamping down on the status and influence of the Wudang faction in the rivers and lakes, and I am afraid that our Wudang faction will surpass the Shaolin Temple and catch up with them. Now that he has offended the living Buddha of Tibet, and if he can't defeat others, he will pull our Wudang faction into the water! Poor Dao believes that for the sake of the prosperity and long-term stability of the Wudang faction. There is a way to sweep the snow in front of your own house, and don't care about the frost on others. We can't make this trip to the troubled waters, and bleed for his Shaolin Temple!

Han Linghui heard this and said: "The head of the sect must not be, the disciple thinks that what Uncle Lin said is wrong!"

After hearing this, Huang Taichu didn't say a word, glanced around at everyone, turned his head and asked Li Bofang, "What does Ziwei Zhenren think?"

Poor Dao also believes that people who practice martial arts should put chivalry first, personal honor and disgrace are small, and national dignity is big. Although Wudang and Shaolin have a small holiday, but now that the lamas of the Western Regions are coming, we must not lose a big one because of a small thing, and we should put aside our selfish thoughts and fight the enemy side by side. The foolish brother thinks that we should help Shaolin and uphold the righteousness of martial arts. Ziwei real person Li Bofang, after speaking, turned his head to Lin Ransong and smiled, and said: "A foolish real person, there is a way that a gentleman does not remember the old evil." Our martial arts in the Central Plains are united in the same spirit, and we are both prosperous! We who practice martial arts should be chivalrous, and if there is injustice, we must not ignore personal gains and losses, and righteousness!"

Lin Ransong was stabbed in the heart by Li Bofang's words, and couldn't help but be angry. Turned his face and shouted: "You ......."

Seeing this, Huang Taichu smiled and said: "Don't argue, the more you argue, the clearer the matter, the more true the reason." This seat thinks that the people of Ziwei Town are chivalrous and courageous, and they look at the overall situation, and a foolish person is old and serious, and he cares for his disciples, and what he says makes sense. Today is only about the world, and nothing else. ”

After Huang Taichu finished speaking, he motioned to the disciple beside him: "Ling Xiao, you can also express your opinion." ”

"Yes, Master. Shao Lingxiao sorted out his thoughts and replied: "The disciple believes that Wudang and Shaolin both belong to the famous martial arts of the Central Plains, and they depend on each other. But the disciple thought about it carefully, and with the strength of Shaolin, he still needed help in the face of this living Buddha in Tibet, which shows that this person is strong in martial arts and should not be careless. We are here to save the Shaolin crisis, and we don't have to fight him to win. It is best to persuade the two families to stop fighting without bloodshed, and turn the conflict into a jade silk. In this way, Shaolin can be saved, and it can also not hurt people's lives. ”

Huang Taichu listened, nodded, and asked Li Bofang's disciple Lu Lingyun again: "Lingyun, what do you say?"

Lu Lingyun asked and hurriedly replied: "Head of Qiqi, the disciple thinks that Senior Brother Shao is reasonable. ”

After listening to this, Huang Taichu glanced at Lin Ransong, and said with a smile: "Ling Xiao's words are polite and courteous, safe and feasible, and they are very much in line with my wishes!" After speaking, he ordered: "The order will go down, during this period of going to Shaolin, Shao Lingxiao will stay in Wudang to preside over the teaching affairs, and all the palace hosts of Wudang Mountain and all the people under the door must obey the orders of the acting head and must not disobey." The rest of the disciples went north to Henan with this seat to help Shaolin. ”

Lin Ransong still wanted to speak, but suddenly felt that the corner of his clothes was quietly pulled, and he turned his head and saw that it was Cui Ranshan, the same junior brother, so he swallowed the words that had just come to his lips again. Kun Buduo retracted his figure, looked at the sky, and saw him standing as steady as a mountain in front of the monks, and said with a smile: "Shaolin Temple is full of talents, and it is worthy of being a prestigious sect. Please rest assured, your masters' lives are fine. It's just that the muscles and veins of the two masters are damaged, and they will no longer be able to use half of their internal force in the future. This seat gives you three days, executes all mortals and robberies with the precepts of Shaolin Temple, and returns my Karma Kagyu Sect Thunder Sound Transmission Method, if not, don't blame this seat for being ruthless and bloodbathing Shaolin!"

After Kumbudor finished speaking, the figure flickered, and the person returned to the chair and ordered, "Get up and drive back to the inn!"

The lamas lifted the rattan trellis and the guard of honor, and walked down the mountain in a group.

Situ Xiao fell behind, and said with a hippie smile to Kong and the others: "Master Kong, if you don't hand over the thunder sound transmission method in three days, don't blame my master for killing all of you in the temple!"

Cheng sneered: "Really, then I will slaughter you, a despicable and shameless villain who is a disaster to all beings!" he said, and threw himself at Situ Xiao.

He hurriedly grabbed it and said, "No!"

Situ smiled when he saw it, and his heart was very relieved, "Haha" smiled evilly, and withdrew and floated away amid hundreds of pairs of angry glares.

After Kun Buduo and the others left, the disciples of Shaolin Temple helped the injured monk up. Looking at the disciples with blue eyes and swollen noses, broken bones and broken tendons, the two monks of Lifan and Libao had a dead face, and their whole bodies were paralyzed and attached to their own views and instincts, and they were sad and couldn't help but shed tears.

He said hatefully: "Since the establishment of my Shaolin temple, I have never experienced such a shame today. This Tibetan monk relies on his martial arts, this Tibetan monk relies on his martial arts, but he acts recklessly and deceives people too much. ”

Liye said: "This person's martial arts are very strange, no one can beat the word revenge, how easy it is to say." This matter is clearly caused by Situ Xiao alone, and I think that the monk may have been planning for a long time and did it intentionally. ”

Liao De said, "The monk killed and injured my Shaolin few people is not enough, and we have to kill them all and wash my Shaolin monks in the temple with blood, Fang Xiu, we can't sit still and let others slaughter!"

"I think it's probably not that simple, for today's plan, we should contact all the major sects in the rivers and lakes, one is for everyone to be a witness, to distinguish who is right and wrong, and the other is to work together to fight for foreign countries!"

Cheng said: "No, how can the affairs of my Shaolin Temple be brought forward by others, and it will damage the majesty of my Shaolin!"

Yuan said: "When is it time to take care of the false name, is it to let others slaughter and let the corpses of the disciples of the temple be all over the field, or invite people to help Shaolin Temple survive the catastrophe?

He said: "Senior Brother Liyuan is right, abbot, this matter is related to the life and death of Shaolin. Don't let go of the courage of blood and blood for a while, and destroy the thousand-year-old foundation of Shaolin Temple!"

After thinking about it for a long time, I had no good solution, so I had to sigh and say, "Okay, Benming, you come to help me to serve in the meditation room." Wait for me to write letters to the heroes and heroes of Wudang, Huashan, Emei and other factions, and ask them to come to support!"

Ben Ming hurriedly agreed, and walked to the desk in the meditation room to sit down in front of the bookcase, spreading out the paper and ink. Likong endured the pain on his body, dipped his pen in ink, and moved his pen like flying.

After finishing the empty book, he folded the letter into the letter, and the book read: Qingwei Zhenren personally opened, after six words, he called Ben to come in and instructed: "After you go down the mountain, quickly hand over the letter to Qingwei Zhenren, the head of the Wudang faction, and ask him to come to support together." ”

Ben Shen received the letter in his hand and responded: "Yes, Master rest assured, the disciple will personally hand over the letter to Qingwei Zhenren." ”

Likong nodded and said, "Well, let's go!" Ben Shen agreed, turned over and walked out of the temple, and rushed to Wudang.

I took the straw paper again, and took the pen one by one to write letters to the heroes and heroes of the beggar gang, Huashan, Emei, Hengshan faction, Jiuhuashan Ganlu Temple, Shaanxi Qingliang Temple Kuyun Master, Puyang Qingyun Village and other major sects.

Ben Shen rushed to Wudang overnight, followed the Wudang disciples to the Danfang, and saw Huang Taichu, the head of the Wudang faction, bowing his head. Huang Tai first met him, he was the disciple of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he didn't dare to accept the big gift. Hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold it up from afar, and said, "Please get up!"

Ben Shen only felt that there was a soft and pure internal force under his arms, and he rose up, and he stood up involuntarily, as if someone was helping him, and he couldn't help but be surprised and admired. Hurriedly took out the letter from his arms, raised his hands above his head, handed it to Huang Taichu, and cried: "Uncle Huang, Shaolin Temple is in trouble, Wanwang Qingwei real people help to save me! This is my master's handwritten letter to you!"

Huang Taichu received it in his hand, looked at it, and couldn't help but be surprised. With the breadth and profundity of Shaolin martial arts, he is still not an opponent, which shows that this person's martial arts are unfathomable. Hurriedly asked, "How is Abbot's injury now?"

Ben Shen replied: "Master and the Tibetan Living Buddha fought against each other, and suffered some internal injuries, but they are fine, and now they are better. ”

"What kind of martial arts did the Tibetan Living Buddha practice, and what are the characteristics?"

Ben Sandao: "The disciple doesn't know, but I just heard the lama say that his internal strength is cultivated in the thunder and lightning, and his skills are very fast, so my Shaolin Temple is invincible." ”

When Huang Taichu heard this, he felt even more surprised in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he said, "In this way, you can go to the side room to rest for a while, and then I will go with you after I gather my disciples and finish instructing the matter." ”

When Ben Shen heard this, he was very grateful, and hurriedly bowed to Huang Taichu with his hands together, and turned around and left the room.

After Ben Shen left, Huang Taichu immediately rang the bell to gather in Zixiao Palace, and discussed with everyone: "Shicai received a letter from Master Likong, the abbot of Shaolin, saying that a Tibetan lama named Huansheng Living Buddha came to attack, killed and injured several people in Shaolin, and asked me to send Wudang to support. I have specially summoned all of you to discuss this matter, and you have any opinions, but it is okay to say them. ”

As soon as Huang Taichu finished speaking, Han Linghui picked up the voice: "Wudang and Shaolin both belong to the Central Plains martial arts, and they come from the same line. Now that Shaolin is in trouble, how can we stand idly by. The disciple suggested that the head of the sect order, and I will go to support Shaolin!"

Huang Taichu heard this and nodded.

The Wudang Xuanwu faction hurriedly said: "The head is slow! ”

Huang Taichu turned sideways and said, "A foolish real person, please speak." ”

Lin Ransong said: "Wudang and Shaolin, although they both belong to the two major schools of martial arts in the Central Plains, they have always been in harmony with each other. Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Shaolin Temple has always claimed to be authentic in martial arts and Taishan Beidou, and has always been very protective of my Wudang. On the surface, it seems that they are harmonious and harmonious, and they are still courteous to each other, and they are at peace with each other. Secretly, they are on guard everywhere, clamping down on the status and influence of the Wudang faction in the rivers and lakes, and I am afraid that our Wudang faction will surpass the Shaolin Temple and catch up with them. Now that he has offended the living Buddha of Tibet, and if he can't defeat others, he will pull our Wudang faction into the water! Poor Dao believes that for the sake of the prosperity and long-term stability of the Wudang faction. There is a way to sweep the snow in front of your own house, and don't care about the frost on others. We can't make this trip to the troubled waters, and bleed for his Shaolin Temple!

Han Linghui heard this and said: "The head of the sect must not be, the disciple thinks that what Uncle Lin said is wrong!"

After hearing this, Huang Taichu didn't say a word, glanced around at everyone, turned his head and asked Li Bofang, "What does Ziwei Zhenren think?"

Poor Dao also believes that people who practice martial arts should put chivalry first, personal honor and disgrace are small, and national dignity is big. Although Wudang and Shaolin have a small holiday, but now that the lamas of the Western Regions are coming, we must not lose a big one because of a small thing, and we should put aside our selfish thoughts and fight the enemy side by side. The foolish brother thinks that we should help Shaolin and uphold the righteousness of martial arts. Ziwei real person Li Bofang, after speaking, turned his head to Lin Ransong and smiled, and said: "A foolish real person, there is a way that a gentleman does not remember the old evil." Our martial arts in the Central Plains are united in the same spirit, and we are both prosperous! We who practice martial arts should be chivalrous, and if there is injustice, we must not ignore personal gains and losses, and righteousness!"

Lin Ransong was stabbed in the heart by Li Bofang's words, and couldn't help but be angry. Turned his face and shouted: "You ......."

Seeing this, Huang Taichu smiled and said: "Don't argue, the more you argue, the clearer the matter, the more true the reason." This seat thinks that the people of Ziwei Town are chivalrous and courageous, and they look at the overall situation, and a foolish person is old and serious, and he cares for his disciples, and what he says makes sense. Today is only about the world, and nothing else. ”

After Huang Taichu finished speaking, he motioned to the disciple beside him: "Ling Xiao, you can also express your opinion." ”

"Yes, Master. Shao Lingxiao sorted out his thoughts and replied: "The disciple believes that Wudang and Shaolin both belong to the famous martial arts of the Central Plains, and they depend on each other. But the disciple thought about it carefully, and with the strength of Shaolin, he still needed help in the face of this living Buddha in Tibet, which shows that this person is strong in martial arts and should not be careless. We are here to save the Shaolin crisis, and we don't have to fight him to win. It is best to persuade the two families to stop fighting without bloodshed, and turn the conflict into a jade silk. In this way, Shaolin can be saved, and it can also not hurt people's lives. ”

Huang Taichu listened, nodded, and asked Li Bofang's disciple Lu Lingyun again: "Lingyun, what do you say?"

Lu Lingyun asked and hurriedly replied: "Head of Qiqi, the disciple thinks that Senior Brother Shao is reasonable. ”

After listening to this, Huang Taichu glanced at Lin Ransong, and said with a smile: "Ling Xiao's words are polite and courteous, safe and feasible, and they are very much in line with my wishes!" After speaking, he ordered: "The order will go down, during this period of going to Shaolin, Shao Lingxiao will stay in Wudang to preside over the teaching affairs, and all the palace hosts of Wudang Mountain and all the people under the door must obey the orders of the acting head and must not disobey." The rest of the disciples went north to Henan with this seat to help Shaolin. ”

Lin Ransong still wanted to speak, but suddenly felt that the corner of his clothes was quietly pulled, and he turned his head and saw that it was Cui Ranshan, the same junior brother, so he swallowed the words that had just come to his lips again.