At this time, in a meditation room, four monks were whispering. One of the monks is over the age of six, and his eyebrows are white, but he has a childish face and a strong spirit. The other three monks were only middle-aged, and all of them had dark faces and resolute eyes.

One of the middle-aged monks said: "Master's words will definitely lead to infighting." The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman benefited. When we sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, we can easily make a profit. Another middle-aged monk said, "What the third senior brother said is good. At this moment, the senior brother is looking for an opportunity to divide the group outside, so as to cause everyone to fight. When the heroes fight each other and lose both, we will come out again to persuade peace and clean up the mess. At that time, the temple will win the hearts of all parties, and it will become the leader of the martial arts alliance in one fell swoop. ”

I only heard the old monk cough a few times, and said quietly: "There is actually another reason for inviting the world's heroes to gather this time. This seat lured the heroes with the treasure of the king of Yue, in order to eradicate them in one fell swoop and kill them all. ”

The three monks were surprised when they heard this, and one of them was puzzled: "If the heroes can really be convinced, don't you respect this temple as the leader of the martial arts alliance, isn't it the master's long-cherished wish for many years?"

The old monk glanced at him and said coldly: "The long-cherished wish of this seat, they didn't fulfill it back then, and now it is no longer necessary. Time has passed, and this seat no longer has the mood of the year. As he spoke, he said to another monk: "Treading the moon, you and the dementor and the two of you will each lead three hundred crossbowmen to outflank and surround the heroes from the front and back. The two monks said in unison: "Obey the law." The old monk said: "Ruying led a hundred men and horses to hold the intersection of each temple gate, and if there is a fish that escapes from the temple, it will be killed on the spot." A monk said: "The disciple receives the order." ”

The four monks secretly conspired and colluded. Among them, the old monk is the abbot of the Mokun Temple, and the other three monks are his proud disciples: stepping on the moon, like a shadow, and a soul. And the middle-aged monk who spoke to the group outside was the eldest brother of the three monks, and his law name was chasing the wind. The four people are the four protectors of the Dharma Destroying Throne.

After the discussion of the four monks was over, the extinguishing method waved lightly, and the three disciples withdrew and went down separately to prepare.

And at this moment, on the field of martial arts training, the debate among the heroes is boiling. Those who thought they had a little talent stood up and spoke, but they were all the same rhetoric. There are also many people who do not speak righteously, which only adds to the laughter of others.

Half a day had passed, and it was noon. The group of heroes sang and I appeared, and everyone rushed to answer, and the whole school field was in chaos.

Seeing that everyone was scrambling to answer, some of them were already arguing, and they had the potential to beat each other. The wind-chasing monk stood outside the arena, a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, I saw that everyone was still arguing, but they had no intention of doing anything. Chasing Feng became irritable in his heart, secretly thinking that if he delayed like this, when would it be a game? Thinking of this, he took a step forward and shouted, "Amitabha, good and good.

Everyone was arguing with themselves, and when they heard the sound of chasing the wind, they all stopped to look at him. Chasing the wind clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Everyone here is a hero in the world, and among them, there are even more well-educated people who are full of wealth. Everyone's views have merit, but a few friends still seem to be impure, and some of them are slightly inferior to their literary talents, and their views are inevitably a little unsatisfactory. Everyone will answer in turn, and those who think they can survey the Zen machine can also take the lead in answering. After speaking, he ordered someone to take a sand table, inserted a stick of incense into the sand table, and said: "If someone makes a proverb to break through the Zen machine within the time of this pillar of incense, he will win." ”

After hearing this, the heroes secretly said in their hearts, they would never be willing to consider themselves inferior in front of the heroes of the world, and besides, it was about the treasure of King Yue, so they should try their best to fight for it. Even if you can't win in the end, you won't be laughed at. Seeing that the pillar of incense was burning endlessly, Qun Xiong's heart became more and more anxious.

Yu Wendi looked at the chasing wind under the seat, and saw that his words were strange and his expression was different, and he knew that there must be something strange about this matter, but he couldn't guess what was going on.

At this time, a big quarrel had broken out among the heroes, and everyone was the first to speak, all with hideous faces. It seems that a group brawl is inevitable and inevitable.

After a while, one of the fierce men drew his broadsword in a fit of rage, and the man opposite him, not to be outdone, also drew his long sword. The two looked at each other angrily, waiting for the fire to merge. Once the two fight, it will inevitably provoke a big brawl in an instant.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a person laughing and said: "Moku Temple has always regarded itself very highly, and disdains to associate with small sects in the rivers and lakes. Why is it that today we are feasting on the heroes of the rivers and lakes? If we want to entertain our friends, why do we put on a feast?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was taken aback. The crowd looked at the man who spoke.

Yu Wendi followed everyone's gaze, and couldn't help but be stunned at this look. The man had a long and jade body, thick eyebrows and big eyes, it was Zhang Min.

I only heard Zhang Min stand up, clasp his fists at everyone and say, "Heroes, this banquet is actually a conspiracy. Mokun Temple uses the treasure of King Yue as bait to attract heroes from all over the world. He also provoked with words, trying to make everyone fight among themselves. In this way, the temple can sit and reap the profits. ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately began to talk about it. Seeing the sudden change in the situation, Chasing Feng hurriedly said: "Heroes, don't listen to this person's nonsense. After speaking, he said angrily to Zhang Min: "Boy, don't be presumptuous." You little boy, how dare you spew so much blood?"

Zhang Min smiled slightly and said, "Am I spewing blood, and the truth will be revealed later." As he spoke, he said to everyone: "Everyone stop, don't fall for the tricks of others." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard only one person: "You said that this is a Hongmen banquet, but it is just a one-sided statement, how can you prove it?" and several other people also nodded yes.

Zhang Min said: "Mokun Temple invites heroes from all over the world to gather here, claiming to have obtained the treasure of King Yue. Let me ask this master, how did you get the treasure of the Yue King?" he said and looked at Chasing the Wind.

Chasing the wind said: "This temple received a secret report about the burial place of King Yue's treasure half a month ago, and the abbot master immediately ordered the poor monk to lead the monks to fetch it. As for the place where it is, I can't tell you. ”

Zhang Min said: "At that time, Sima Yue, the king of the East China Sea, had a fief in the Qilu area, and after he died on an expedition, his subordinates transported his body back to the Qilu fiefdom, and the treasures he looted were also transported back. It is the treasure of King Yue that should be buried somewhere in Sima Yue's fiefdom. ”

After hearing this, everyone felt that what they said was good. Seeing this, Chasing Feng coughed dryly and said, "Yes, the poor monk found the treasure in a barren mountain in Qidi. ”

Zhang Min said with a smile: "The master is confused? Taiyuan, where this temple is located, is thousands of miles away from that Qidi, and ordinary people make a round trip for as little as half a month, and as many as several months. The treasure of King Yue is 100,000 gold bricks, and you bring it back to Taiyuan from Qi, how can you reach it in two months?"

Everyone nodded their heads and looked angrily at Chasing Wind. Chasing the wind was speechless in embarrassment, seeing that everyone was suspicious, knowing that the matter had been revealed, he was annoyed and angry, and shouted: "The monks listened to the order and surrounded the school floor layer by layer. After speaking, I saw many monks with bows and arrows pouring into the outside of the school grounds, and quickly drained the entire school grounds.

It was only then that the heroes realized that it was a conspiracy. So they scolded one after another.

Chasing the wind ordered the monks to stretch their bows and arrows to strengthen their vigilance. Then he whispered a few words to one of the leading monks, who nodded, and hurried away.