There are not one ups and downs, and there are thousands of wolf smoke beacons.

In the months when the martial arts and green forests were fighting fiercely, the sword light and sword shadow were not limited to this small Cheng clan.

Songshan is composed of two mountains, the east is Taimur Mountain, the west is Shaomur Mountain, each has 36 peaks, and the peaks are famous. Shaolin Temple is located at the foot of the five milk peaks of Shaolin Mountain, where the bamboo forest is dense, so it is called "Shaolin".

Shaolin, which has only risen for a few hundred years, has firmly established itself as one of the three major factions of martial arts. Shaolin Temple, known as the world's first temple, has 2,000 disciples. Most of the monks in Shaolin are on Shaomu Mountain, and the few monks who have attained Taoism for more than a few years have gone to live in Taimu Mountain, so more than half of the top masters in Shaolin are not in the temple.

Due to the battle of Wulu, the warrior monks in the Shaolin Temple, especially the master disciples, have been emptied, leaving only a few small novices and some monks who chant sutras and chant Buddha.

The front of the temple is empty, the bell does not ring, the birds do not chirp, and it is very lonely.

In contrast, Chenzhou Wanqiu is unusually active. Manichaeism has been lurking for decades, and finally when the time is ripe, the nest has surfaced, and there are tens of thousands of followers of the Six Banners, and many of them are extremely masters!

At this moment, the Manichaean sect leader Fang Di was already standing at the foot of Shaomu Mountain with thousands of members of the Qichen Banner, "Tianshu", "Tianxuan", "Tianji", "Tianquan", "Yuheng", "Kaiyang", "Yaoguang", ...... The seven-pole flag is fluttering, and there is a bloody atmosphere - destroy Shaolin first!

In the front yard of Shaolin Temple, there is an old monk with inconvenient legs, who is unhurriedly sweeping the residual snow and fallen leaves on the ground. The leaves had just been swept into a pile, and they flew by the wind, so that the old monk who swept the floor was in vain. It's just that the old monk is not annoyed, and still sweeps it over and over again. On the stone steps on the side, there was also an elderly monk, cooking new tea there with the fresh snow that had just been collected. The fire is in full bloom, the frying tea is fragrant, this great monk is kind and kind-eyed, his eyebrows are white, he cooks tea while chanting poetry:

The leaves in front of the stairs are still flying,

Scattered in piles.

Draw water and make a cup of tea,

Sit back and watch the first day change.

The old monk who swept the floor listened to this poem and was thoughtful.

However, as soon as this poem was written, I saw a big knife flying, breaking through the two gates, and passing through the chest of the great monk who had just made tea and was about to taste tea. The great monk fell in response, and his blood was mixed with the hot tea. The old monk who swept the floor not far away saw this change and knew that there was a foreign enemy breaking into the mountain, and the golden bell in the mountain had never rang, so he could imagine the high martial arts of the people. The old monk's face was not messy, he threw his broom, and limped to the back of the house.

At this time, Fang Jie and the others had already entered the mountain gate, and most of the Manichaeans were ruthless, and when they saw an old monk walking backwards, several people took out long knives and cut them from behind. The old monk listened carefully, and his head was chopped into several pieces before he could return. With a wave of the Yang Realm Lord's hand, the Manichaeans were like arrows from the strings, searching for houses and alleys, and killing people when they saw them.

The essence of Shaolin's martial arts are in the Dharma Academy, Bodhi Academy, Luohan Hall, and Prajna Hall, and now there are only three of the first in the temple, of which the first one in the Bodhi Academy went to the Chengshi with the abbot and died there. At this time, although there were only hundreds of warrior monks and disciples in Shaolin, when they saw the invasion of foreign enemies, they had no cowardice.

The Lord of the Yang Realm sneered again and again, and then faced the first seat of the Dharma Academy. The lord of the underworld is in a white robe and a black scarf, with eight red flames embroidered on her chest, and she also wears a curtain hat and a black veil, she has no blade in her hand, but she catches the long stick in the hand of the head of the Luohan Hall. As for the first seat of the Pranya Hall, he was entangled by the white tiger's tiger-headed gold-backed broadsword. Now he is the only one of the four Manichaean altar masters left. Since the White Tiger injured the Qinglong, he has been willing to be driven by Manichaeism, and he has been refuted by the sect leader, and his skills have been greatly improved.

Seeing that many Shaolin disciples were difficult to resist, he suddenly heard a sound of King Kong angrily, like rolling thunder, like a raging wind in the alley, and a column of gold-clothed monks ran out. These monks were all dressed in golden monk robes, with gold dust on their faces, one by one like a tiger descending the mountain, under the golden stick, there was death and no life, and they were killed from the periphery, protecting the group of warrior monks behind them. The passage that had been torn open was the corpses of the Manichaeans.

Although the disciples of Buddhism have compassion in their hearts, they also have the wrath of Vajra, sweeping away the demons and not being insulted by outsiders!

Fang Fu saw these golden-clothed monks, and said coldly: "The sixteen Arhats of Shaolin are worthy of their reputation. ”

The sixteen golden-clothed monks were the first one, who was very tall and burly, with a majestic face, and shouted: "Where are the thieves, dare to offend me Shaolin!"

The Yang Realm Lord was ruthless, and he had injured the first seat of the Dharma Academy, and he was dying, and said gloomily: "The Mani Holy Sect is here to send all the masters to meet the Buddha!"

The golden-clothed monk saw that the first seat of the Dharma Academy was already seriously injured, and said angrily: "Formation!"

With a single sound, these sixteen golden-clothed monks formed an arhat formation with both offense and defense in an instant.

Fang Di saw that this Arhat formation was not trivial, so he ordered: "The three elders break the formation!"

The words fell, and three voices remembered at the same time:

"The avenue will not be destroyed, I will perish. ”

"If the river doesn't cross, I will cross. ”

"Heaven and earth are not kind, but I am benevolent. ”

With the voice came out three and a half hundred old men, all three of them were white-robed, with seven red flames on them, and blue, yellow, and purple turbans wrapped around their heads, and they appeared on the periphery of the sixteen Arhats, each based on one point, standing in three points.

The "Sancai Array" faced the "Luohan Array", but they were also evenly divided, and each was good at winning. Nineteen people showed their skills and performed stunts frequently, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

And all the warrior monks who lost the protection of the Arhat Array, both young and old, were slaughtered by the Manichaeans. The sixteen Arhats saw that the Shaolin disciples died under the knife one by one, and became unjust souls, and their anger rushed to Xiao Han. Under the anger of the arhat, the power of the formation doubled, and the sixteen sticks danced into sixteen dragons out of the stream, carrying the wind and thunder, agitating incomparably, violently impacting the Sancai array.

Seeing that these sixteen Arhats were about to break through the three-talent formation formed by the three elders, the three elders did not dare to retreat, and held on, and they were all swept into their chests by the flying stick qi, and each spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The anger of the sixteen Arhats is undiminished, and the golden clothes and golden sticks are like the Arhats in the sky descending to earth, roaring like thunder, hissing like thunder, and moving like the wind.

At this moment, the Lord of the Yin and Yang Realms suddenly made a move, and the Arhat Array did not show the slightest flaw, and the two of them forcibly inserted themselves into the array. The two of them broke a long stick and a few ribs respectively, and they were also swept by the rest of the long sticks, and flew out upside down for a few feet, and the robes on their bodies and the soft armor under their clothes were all cracked together! The underneath the torn clothes of the Netherworld Lord revealed a red obscene clothes, and this dignified Manichaean Netherworld Lord who had never spoken was actually a woman! Fortunately, the two of them had deep internal strength, and in addition they were wearing close-fitting soft armor, they offset most of the stick's strength, and although this time it was also a hot pain all over the body, it would not hurt the muscles and bones.

It turned out that the two worlds of yin and yang saw that the "three-talent array" was difficult to stop the sixteen arhats, so they made this decision - to abolish the formation with their bodies, eat a few sticks, and not hesitate to put on two pieces of soft armor to abolish two of the arhats first, which broke the most difficult arhat array.

There are two fewer people in the Luohan array, and the power is greatly reduced, and there is a gap to be found. The lords of the two realms of Yin and Yang stepped forward again, cooperating with the formation of the three elders, like driving wolves and sheep, and the sixteen Arhats died in battle. Before he died, the leader sighed with emotion: "If it weren't for the two junior disciples who traveled with the abbot, with our newly created Eighteen Arhat Array, we would never let the thief succeed......"

At this point, the Arhat Array, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, has been broken, and the sixteen Arhats who have shocked the rivers and lakes have all been destroyed. And the Eighteen Arhats, perhaps, there will be more, right?

Fang Di did not sigh, although he broke a lot of sectarians for this, but the Shaolin faction, even if it was not removed from the rivers and lakes, it still existed in name only.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the most mysterious place in the Shaolin Temple, according to legend, the seventy-two stunts and even the world's martial arts are hidden here, the Zangjing Pavilion is not destroyed, Shaolin will not die.

Of course, Fang Di wanted to get this world-renowned Scripture Pavilion, but no outsider had ever entered the Scripture Pavilion for hundreds of years, and no outsider had ever gone out. All those who coveted the Scripture Pavilion, whether it was a thief or a strange man, died in front of the door, under the window, and on the top of the pavilion.

This time, tens of thousands of Manichaeans have come here, and there is no reason why they can't get in or out. However, these tens of thousands of people were still stopped.

The three plain-clothed old monks sat in front of the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion like this. A foot away, there were the corpses of the Manichaeans, piled up like rocks. Even the masters of the two realms of Yin and Yang were forced to retreat by the three of them, and Fang Fu thought to himself that the martial arts of these three people were probably still above the Shaolin abbot.

The old monk with broom eyebrows in the middle spoke: "We are the pavilion guards, don't ask about other things, don't go out here, but people are in the pavilion, although the world is big, but no one can break in." ”

It turns out that Shaolin Temple has studied martial arts monks in the past dynasties, obsessed with martial arts all his life, and has been guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for many years, but he is also bound here, not asking about things outside the pavilion, even if Shaolin is destroyed and the temple is destroyed.

Fang Jie's brows furrowed when he heard this, and he said in his heart, "Although the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is good, if it is broken many people for this, it will not outweigh the losses, even if it is set on fire, I am afraid that these three old monks will also retaliate madly." This Shaolin has been around for hundreds of years, and it seems that it will never be destroyed in one fell swoop. Although Shaolin is destroyed, Taimur Mountain is only ten miles away, and if those old guys rush over when they hear the news, it will be troublesome......"

The Manichaeans have left, but the disciples in the Shaolin Temple have been killed and wounded, and even the houses in Tallinn have been burned and destroyed.

There are only three living people in the huge Shaomu Mountain at this time!

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The walls stand thousands of miles, and the wind and clouds fly.

After winter, Huashan under the ice and snowflakes is even more precipitous, which makes people daunting. Only the green pines on the rock wall that fight frost and snow give people a little courage to climb.

Although Huashan is large, there is only one sect of heaven and man in these years. Because of the great battle between the martial arts and the green forest, the elite disciples of the Heavenly People Sect were also transferred away, and there was not a single figure on the steep mountain road. At this moment, it looks like it is depressed in response to the wind and frost.

Recently, tens of thousands of followers of the Manichaean Five Elements and Liuhe Two Banners have been disguised and entered Tongguan in batches, hiding near Huashan, coveting the world's first danger and the first martial arts faction.

After Fang refuted Shaolin, he did not leak the news, and rushed to the land of Huashan, under the Lotus Peak. Fang Di was not stupid enough to storm Huashan, after all, it was a dangerous place, and if he was not careful, he would be buried in the cliff. The Celestial Sect is different from Shaolin, although the mountaineering road is also unhandled, but it is everywhere, ordinary people can not walk, and even many Celestial disciples need someone to lead the way down the mountain and up the mountain.

Fortunately, the secret of Huashan is already in his hands, thanks to the news sent by Xiao Xia, the head of Du Men.

In the past 100 years, Dumen has always been the only one who sent the horse to take the lead, and it is precisely because of this that it was saved from being annexed by the Celestial and Human factions, and there was no follow-in of famous Confucian schools such as Bumamen and Hanmen. But in Xiaoxia's generation, Xiaoxia's heart was higher than the sky, he thought that he was intelligent, and he was unwilling to live under the people for a long time. Du Men and Manichaeism conspired with each other behind their backs, and Xiao Xia mobilized Ling Xiao in every possible way to launch the battle of martial arts and green forests, and gave all the secrets of martial arts to the Lord of the Yang Realm, and the Lord of the Yang Realm promised him that after he destroyed the three factions of Tianren, Shaolin and Maoshan, he Dumen would become the first faction of martial arts. Although the martial arts alliance is the intention of the imperial court and the purpose of the teaching, the heads of the three major factions are not very willing to work for the imperial court.