The second half of the meal in the restaurant was more depressing, Luo Bei and Lao Huang drank a total of six jars of wine, and they were both drunk and unconscious.

The two of them drank extremely happily today, and neither of them deliberately used their blood and soul qi to resist the invasion of the body by the drink.

Under the moonlight, the group went up the stairs to the top of Xuanyun Mountain.

At night, the radius of Xuanyun Mountain as the center is brightly lit for dozens of miles, and when you climb the 10,000 steps, you can clearly see the road under your feet without lifting the fire fold, and two young people with natural divine power each carry a person of 100 catties to climb the mountain, a piece of cake.

Tu Yuelian walked at the end of the line carrying the black ball.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Ruluo did not look east and west like a thief before, and strode through the small door on the side, and the young monk led the way in front of him, and went directly to Hua Wenxiang's residence.

Since they are all about to leave, let Master and his old man hit him twice...... Every time he thought of this, the young monk was a little sad.

Today was the last time he ran down the mountain before leaving the temple.

When passing through the main hall of the Buddha statue, behind the red pillar in a corner, Zu Ming put his hands on his sleeves and calmly looked at the apprentices who walked slowly.

Beside him, Chang Nian was holding a broom with few branches, which he deliberately selected, in order to let Master Zu Ming end his beating and scolding of Uncle Ruluo as soon as possible.

In punishing Uncle Ruluo for sneaking down the mountain, the little monk has already realized the way, and often when a broom is about to be lost, Master Zu Ming will be angry.

Seeing that Ruluo and the others had already entered the next courtyard, Chang Nian asked in a low voice, "Master Zuming, when Uncle Ruluo comes out by himself, will you do it again?"

Zu Ming was silent for a moment and said, "I won't teach him today, Chang Nian, don't tell him about what we are waiting for him here." ”

The little monk sighed, I don't know why Master Zu Ming has such a good temper today, as usual, he should have rushed forward with a broom.

It's just that the little monks don't know that their little uncle Ruluo is about to travel out of the temple and will not be able to accompany them for a long time.

Few monks in the temple knew about this.

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If you sit in Hua Wenxiang's guest room for a while, they will say goodbye and leave, and when they left, they told Hua Wenxiang again not to be strong in tomorrow's competition, Liu Xiangbo is very cold-blooded, and he will definitely not show mercy when the time comes.

After Tu Yuelian chatted with Hua Wenxiang here, she also returned to her room, her room is relatively deserted now, and after Yang Yan left, two more women from the rivers and lakes left.

Leaving the flower Wenxiang their room, Ruluo came to the courtyard with the Bodhi tree, but this place is still not clean, there are still many Jianghu martial artists meditating here, and some people are even too tired from meditation and sleep directly on the ground.

After sitting here for a while, he decided to go to Master's side again to say hello and then go back to his room.

In the past few days, he went to sit at Master Zu Ming's side every day.

It's just that as soon as he got out of the courtyard, Ruluo met Zu Ming and the old abbot Xuanyun, and Ruluo greeted them one by one.

Zu Ming and the abbot Xuanyun came specially to find Ruluo, and said directly: "Follow me and the abbot to the Xuanwu Forbidden Land, you will stay there for two or three days." ”

The old abbot smiled and signaled that Ruluo could go.

Ruluo didn't ask too much, and followed the two of them to the forbidden place in the fog.

The three of them came to the Xuanwu Forbidden Land, where the fog was thick and pitch black, Zu Ming's mind moved slightly, and the surroundings were like lights, bright.

Ruluo asked: "What are we doing here, why do we have to stay for two or three days, I usually have to work hard here for two or three hours, and I will definitely not be able to stand it for two or three days." ”

Zu Ming said: "Your realm is too low, you are about to travel out of the temple, it is not safe outside, you need to accept a trace of Xuanwu inheritance these days, I will protect the road by the side, and resist the prohibition of the fog for you." ”

The old abbot Xuanyun said: "It's good that I've been here for the past few days, Zu Ming, you will continue to go to Jiangling Dadou tomorrow, tomorrow is the last competition, you and Zu Yuan are staring at them, everything after the Jiangling Dadou is over, everything is handled by you, you don't need to ask me, remember, those admission fees Xuanyun Temple can't ask for a penny, they all go to run a porridge shop." ”

The entrance fee charged by Jiangling Dadou now exceeds 100,000 taels of silver.

In Xuanyun Temple, what Abbot Xuanyun said was the truth, Zu Ming didn't ask more, and promised, "Got it, Abbot." ”

Xuanyun said, "You can go back now." ”

Ruluo said goodbye to his master Zu Ming, who said goodbye to Abbot Xuanyun, and then left the Xuanwu Forbidden Land.

Xuanyun's voice was vicissitudes: "Ruluo, follow me." ”

After that, in the bright fog, Xuanyun walked directly to the vague door, and followed closely behind him, but it had only been a long time since he came, and his body was a little uncomfortable.

Xuanyun stood in front of the majestic gate, stretched out one hand to push the door, the gate weighing 10,000 catties was slowly pushed open, and a strong pressure came to his face, but when he reached Xuanyun, it quickly dissipated, and did not invade the slightest.

The door was opened wide enough to enter a person, and Xuanyun entered, and then let Ruluo follow.

After the two of them entered, the huge high door closed directly, causing a loud noise.

The door was pitch black, and the posture on the old abbot Xuanyun's body shone brightly, illuminating the surroundings, his steps were not fast, Ruluo followed behind him, and there was an invisible protective cover around the two of them, Ruluo did not notice.

Without this protective cover, it would be difficult for Ruluo to walk ten steps here.

At first, enter inside, the road is not narrow or wide, can be five or six people walking side by side, and then walk a small half mile, the site is suddenly wide, a basalt statue as high as more than 500 zhang lies here for thousands of years.

The basalt stone statue, the combination of turtles and snakes, is one of the four spirits of the sky, and one of the fairy beasts that existed 10,000 years ago.

The god Che Baizi 10,000 years ago was the inheritor of the immortal beast Qinglong.

The fairy beast white tiger and the fairy beast vermilion bird have hardly appeared in the vast world in the past 10,000 years.

In the entire Xuanyun Temple, there are only two monks who can enter the gate of the Xuanwu Forbidden Land, one is the old abbot Xuanyun in front of him, and the other is the junior brother Xuanyun who went out to the temple to travel through the mountains and rivers.

Except for these two people, Zu Ming and his four brothers can stay outside for a long time at most, and the abbot Xuanyun has brought four people into here respectively, but none of the four ancestral monks have the fate to inherit this Xuanwu inheritance.

Ruluo is the person who is most likely to inherit the Xuanwu inheritance since Xuanyun and Xuandu.

The old abbot Xuanyun said: "Let's not be in a hurry, you can meditate under this basalt statue in the next few days, and when your realm is high in the future, it is not too late to do inheritance." ”

Ruluo said with a smile: "There has been an old abbot in the past few days." ”

A big monk and a small monk meditated on the ground, and Xuanyun said: "You have a good relationship with the flower donor, you are about to travel out of the temple, you can go with them, I don't know what you think?"

Ruluo was stunned for a moment, he really didn't want to travel with Xiaohua and them, but today's old abbot woke up the dreamer with a word, Xiaohua and they are also traveling around away from home, and they are roughly the same as their future self.

Yuelian seems to be looking for her biological mother, Luo Bei is going to Jianshan in Xiang'an, Lao Huang is about to leave, Xiaohua and Heiqiuer know each other the earliest, and they are veritable to travel all over the world, during which they seem to be looking for King Kong and Tian Vanilla to bring home.

Thinking of the King Kong flower, Ruluo suddenly said: "Abbot, the King Kong flower in our temple ......"

For example, a holy Buddha sat on the ground Xuanyun and smiled: "Everything goes naturally. ”

Ruluo nodded his head and stopped talking too much on this matter, it seems that the old abbot has already had an idea about it.

After a while, Ruluo returned to the topic just now, "Then I'll ask Xiaohua and them after I get out of the customs to see if they are willing to take me one." ”

Xuanyun, who had an old face, was shining in a beautiful robe, but it was not dazzling, "It should be willing." ”

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In the early morning of the next day, the mountain behind Xuanyun Temple was empty.

Today's Jiangling Dadou's martial arts field is set up in the second field, and the venue of the first field is seriously damaged because of the fierce battle between Liu Xiangbo and the dim white, and the monks of the Xuanyun Temple have not repaired it in the past few days, so today's competition is held in the second field.

Zu Yuan served as the person in charge of the venue.

The four ancestral monks are still meditating in the east, west, north and south directions not far from the ring.

One person, one side.

There were gongs and drums inside and outside the stadium, and the four huge illusions would be raised for the last time.

Before the competition started, most people's voices were hoarse, and everyone will wait and see who will win the first place in this year's Jiangling Dadou.

Almost more than ninety percent of the people think that Liu Xiangbo's victory in the game is a sure thing.

And it's going to be easy.

Lao Huang and the others sat in the first row of the stands, and the fat man Dong Yaowu was haunted by everyone again.

They were a little puzzled why they didn't see Ruluo's figure.

On the stands in the five or six rows behind sat many people who had been eliminated in the Jiangling Fight before, all of them were familiar faces, flying knives Liu Xiaoguang, Fu Monkey, Lan Hejiao Zou Ding, thief Zhou Dali, scattered people and horses......

The prince Zhao Shenghan and the general Long Weiguo are about to leave for Beijing today, and the carriages and horses are already waiting at the foot of Xuanyun Mountain.

The prince Zhao Chang also came here to watch the final competition of the Jiangling Fight, and the county lord Zhao Yuan had already followed the "Three Rakshasas" of the Dragon's Mansion to return to Shangyi.

In the lower position, Dadao Cao sat with the much better injured Pale and waited for the start of the competition, and the two of them were going to return to Qingzong immediately after watching the competition today, and they had been out for a while.

Wu Xingchou and the Bai family brothers and sisters stood at the back of the stands, waiting for the end of this doomed boring competition.

Liu Xiangbo said before that after the end of the Jiangling fight, he wanted to walk outside alone and return to the Medicine Valley after a while, but then the more Wu Xingchou thought about it, the more wrong it became, if he didn't take him back, the little girl in Liu Ting would not have to make trouble with him, so no matter what method he used, Liu Xiangbo had to go back to the Medicine Valley with himself.

On the other side of the Housai Hall, Hua Wenxiang and Liu Xiangbo walked out at the same time.

The two stood in the ring, more than twenty steps apart, Liu Xiangbo's expression was cold, without a trace of passion for fighting, this kind of fight was no different from wasting time for him.

Hua Wenxiang didn't like this young man who was not much older than herself, he always put on a cold expression, which made people uncomfortable to look at.

A moment later, Zu Yuan announced in a blood soul voice: "Competition, begin!"

These words have come out, the whole audience is boiling, and the earth-shattering shout can be heard near the entire Xuanyun Mountain.

The Lingling Fight finally ushered in the final competition.

(End of chapter)