"Twitter......"

As a bird's voice sounded, a newborn bird appeared on Lu Xun's shoulder.

This bird is very peculiar, although it is not written, but it has a majestic air, as if the earth is in the bottom of the eye, and it is not moved in the slightest.

Seeing this, Lu Xun showed a smile on his face, and immediately patted his head lightly, handing him a piece of cut flesh.

"You bird, you are stubborn, you seem to have some mind. ”

Lu Xun swallowed lightly in his mouth and began to ponder slightly.

This bird was brought back by him from Changchun Valley, and it was only a bird egg at that time, compared to some ordinary bird eggs, it was much larger, and because it was hidden deep in the snowy mountains before, it was obviously impossible to have any survival information.

Lu Xun wanted to let it go, but when he didn't want to leave, he suddenly felt in his heart and noticed a trace of business, so he took it down the mountain.

All the way down from the mountain alone, although he walked extremely fast, this bird, with its tenacious vitality, broke out of the shell. After that, it slowly grew up and survived completely.

"What kind of ...... are you" Lu Xun frowned, and fed several pieces of flesh and blood in a row, after the bird closed his eyes and rested, he didn't understand, but he just felt that this bird was not only a little tenacious in vitality, but also had a strange appetite. With such a body, he can eat a lot of flesh and blood.

Lu Xun was silent for a while, and even though he didn't pay attention to it, he looked ahead and said softly: "Yan'er, they should be in front......"

Because Lu Xun couldn't come back in time to follow along, Wang Yuyan and the others, although they left first, still walked on the road for a while, and when they arrived at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, it was already the day before the Heroes Conference.

At this time, near Shaomuro Mountain, there was a lot of people, most of them came to participate in the hero conference, and they were lively, and all forces were cherry blossoms

Seeing this, Xuzhu looked at Duan Yu and the four generals: "Brothers and sisters, Shaolin Temple must have a lot of people at this time because of this heroic conference, and all sects and factions have some acquaintances with the elders in the temple. ”

The four generals glanced at each other, turned their heads to look at Wang Yuyan, and immediately nodded: "It's okay, Sister Yan'er is a female dependent after all, and it's not good to enter Shaolin, let's find someone to live in this neighborhood." ”

Duan Yu also nodded when he heard this, but when he came, he stepped forward and patted Xuzhu's shoulder and said, "Then the third brother, you are now the master of the Freedom Sect, and those monks of Shaolin Temple are afraid that it will be unfavorable to you." ”

"No, no, the master and the ancestor are all very good, compassionate, they won't ......be like this" Xuzhu shook his head again and again, obviously feeling undiminished for the Shaolin Temple, and bowed down and said: "I'd better go first, and I'll see you in the temple tomorrow." ”

Then he turned around and left.

Inside the Shaolin Temple.

Today's Shaolin is really a bit lively, perhaps because of the approaching hero conference, or the beggars' praise, in short, today's Shaolin, there are a lot of people, and it is also extremely noisy, making the hall that should be a quiet place seem a little noisy.

And today, after a few monks came to the Shaolin Temple, it caused a dispute in Shaolin.

"It was your Shaolin Temple who first kidnapped my junior brother, why do you rely on my junior brother to learn Shaolin martial arts secretly?" a monk who looked like a monk shouted angrily at Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci, who had a serious and old face, was not angry when he was insulted by this, but just nodded and said: "This senior brother Zheluoxing, my Shaolin is a place where Buddhism is practiced, and I never speak, you, junior brother Boluoxing, have indeed secretly learned my Shaolin martial arts." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zheluo Xing was not finished, and another monk beside him immediately became angry: "The abbot of Shaolin Temple is false, Bo Luoxing did not steal martial arts books, but only peeked at Buddhist books." The book of Buddhism was originally written by me Zhu, look at it, and don't break the precepts! Patriarch Bodhidharma, I am a Zhuren, he taught you martial arts, but you have locked up Zhu Bhikshu, this is ungrateful...... Negative...... That, anyway, it's not good!"

The people on the sacred mountain, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but say at this time: "The book of Buddhism is indeed from Zhu, but my Buddha is not divided between each other, and Zhu Zhongtu is my Buddha, so why fight?"

He had some grievances with Shaolin in the early years, and now he is also a little covetous of Shaolin martial arts.

And for this, Xuanci people are old and refined, where can they not see it, they sneered slightly on their faces, and shouted in their mouths: "The people on the sacred mountain are so bad......

When Xuzhu came to Shaolin, Shaolin didn't even have time to entertain him at this time, only a novice quietly pulled Xuzhu aside and said: "Senior brother, why did you come back, I heard that you went out to make trouble this time? ”

When Xu Zhu heard this, his face showed a bitter color, and he didn't explain anything, so he could only quietly bow his head and make a Buddha's hand.

Seeing that Xuzhu didn't explain, Shami's face was even more anxious, and he wanted to ask again, but at this time, he heard a soft shout in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and even if there was the sound of fists and kicks, he couldn't take care of Xuzhu anymore, and hurried over.

And as soon as he left, Xuzhu followed from then on.

When he came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, from the vast crowd, to the front, he saw the situation clearly, but it turned out that for some reason, his uncle and ancestor Xuan Xuan were difficult, and at this time he actually fought with a monk.

The skills of the two of them at this time are extraordinary, under the fight, only the sound of fists and feet can be heard in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the bluestone slabs are all broken, and the people around the ceremony all retreat one by one, leaving a large space.

"Hmph! It seems that Master Xuan's Shaolin seventy-two stunts are not very well practiced, which confirms that your Shaolin martial arts are passed on from our Zhufanwai. Gu Mozhi slashed through the big Arhat fist that was hit by Xuan Yan with a wood-burning knife technique, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Xuan Nan looked at himself being beaten, a trace of surprise appeared in his heart, and his face immediately began to be gloomy, but his face did not show a single bit: "The national teacher's words are wrong, I have many Shaolin stunts, and they are extremely profound, I have only practiced generally, and I have just made a mediocre fight before, so how about we do it again?"

Gu Mozhi had a smile on his face, and said slowly: "That's okay, since the master of the Xuan Tribulation still has to compete, how about I use a few more stunts?"

After that, he jumped and fought again with Xuan Nan.

Xuzhu on the side saw the fight between Xuan Yan and Gu Mozhi, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt surprised, how could this Shaolin stunt in front of him be as similar as Ci and Uncle Li Qiushui's Wuxianggong? Could it be that Uncle Li Qiushui also has a monk apprentice?

He secretly thought to himself in his heart, watching Xuan Yan step by step under the hands of Gu Mozhi, being defeated by his martial arts such as 'Prajna Palm', 'Flower Finger' and 'Arhat Claw', he couldn't help but feel a sense of anxiety in his heart.

At this moment, after defeating Xuan Yan with another blow, Gu Mozhi laughed out loud in front of the shocked eyes of Xuan Ci and others: "Hahaha...... Shaolin stunts are just like this, your stunts and martial arts are all obtained from my Zhu Fanwai, and now we are not vulnerable to attack at all, the monk advises all the monks, if you don't hide it in the future, it would be good to return to me Zhu Fanwai earlier. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Ci and the others were angry, but they didn't have anything to say for a while, after all, in terms of Xuan Yan's skills, it should be one of the best existences in Shaolin today, and even Xuan Ci had to use some means to defeat him. And more importantly, even Xuan Ci didn't feel that he could surpass the Gu Mozhi in front of him in terms of strength in the seventy-two stunts at this time, and of course it was not good to step forward and be humiliated again.

Seeing this, Gu Mozhi laughed even more, and since he came to the Central Plains, he had been suffering from the unhappiness of successive defeats, and suddenly relaxed greatly, and turned to prepare to let go of his words: "Shaolin Temple can't imagine that it is so vulnerable, and the monk is very disappointed......"

Before the words were finished, I saw an angry shout in the Daxiong Treasure Hall: "Okay, you are a monk, you actually deceived my uncles and ancestors with Wuxianggong, and you will come to see the fight today!"

Then, a sound of fists and feet exploded, and a fierce breath rushed in.

Lu Xun was speeding all the way, and his speed was extremely fast, although he was delayed for some time because he occasionally took care of the birds on his shoulder, but he still arrived at the foot of Shaomu Mountain in the evening before the Hero Conference.

Now he doesn't have the strength of his feet, firstly, because the strength of the Grandmaster Realm is here, and it hardly takes much time to recover his qi all the way.

Second, it is because the farther he goes now, the more he has some unprecedented understanding, and now the strength of the light skill under his feet is increasing day by day, and under the extreme speed, I am afraid that the strongest light skill is nothing more than that.

Lu Xun had a faint smile on his face, and he stopped with some satisfaction, and looked up at Shaomu Mountain not far away.

Shaomuro Mountain at sunset is really a bit solemn, with the kind of coercion that I have never realized before

Lu Xun looked at Shaomu Mountain and looked at it quietly for a long time, thinking in his mind whether he should go to Yan'er and them first, or go to this Shaolin to have a look.

According to the purpose, it should be to find Yan'er and them first, but at this time, he has an inexplicable idea.

He wanted to meet this Grandmaster who might exist in addition to himself alone......

There was a pause for a moment,

Suddenly, Lu Xun smiled, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Haha, I didn't expect that I would also fall into a demonic moment...... Since you hesitate, you have the idea of wanting to see it, so why bother with it, follow your heart, and go to this Shaolin to see first?"

After that, he didn't pay attention to anything else, and walked straight in the direction of Shaolin Temple on Shaolin Mountain.

Kuma was defeated.

This defeat was something he could never have imagined.

He would lose to a Shaolin monk who was only in his twenties, and this monk could not only tell what he had learned, but also surpassed himself in terms of skills, and he could not beat the monk even if he used any martial arts, so he had no choice but to retreat.

Fleeing down the mountain from the shimmering mountain, Hatomo Chi's face was suspicious, and he muttered straight in his mouth:

"When did this Shaolin come out with such a monster, and he had such skills, in my opinion, I'm afraid there is no one who can defeat him now......"

Just as he was here, Gu Mozhi's face suddenly froze, and he suddenly remembered Lu Xun's figure in his mind, and his heart couldn't help but move, and he turned to read softly: "Perhaps, this son of the Murong family can ......"

Then, he shook his head, with a coldness on his face: "Hmph, why did you think of that son again, that son is just a higher swordsmanship, when I go back this time to practice well, when I come again, whether it is this Shaolin monk or that Murong Fu, I will let it all be defeated in my hands!"

After finishing the domineering figure, he turned towards the rear of Shaolin Mountain, he didn't want to leave like this at this time, he still had to go to Shaolin secretly if he had the opportunity.

After all, he didn't want to let go of the cheats in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion.

was walking quietly, but I didn't want to, in the back mountain of Shaomu Mountain, I faintly heard the sound of fighting in the distance, or the roar of the dragon, or the roar of the sword, and so on.

Kumachi was first curious, and then shocked by the strength of the fight, and then let go of his intention to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and turned around and rushed to the place where the fight was fighting.

As he got closer and closer, the sound of the fight in his ears became clearer and clearer, and at this moment, Gu Mozhi realized that the strength of the two people fighting in this valley was absolutely first-class.

"Who are these two people?

Gu Mozhi was secretly frightened in his heart, and as he got closer, the sound of the sword in his ears became clearer and clearer, making him feel an inexplicable blessing of familiarity the more he listened

Then he saw the battle in the valley.

"This is ......" Hatomo sighed and breathed slowly.

In front of his eyes, in the nameless valley of Shaomuro Mountain, at this time, the mountains and forests that should have been incomparably green were all lying down, or broken, or bursting, or scattered, or flying sideways, in short, almost nothing was complete!

And in this exaggerated scene, there are two people facing each other.

One person was dressed in black, covering almost all figures, and there was nothing in his hands, but his whole body was extremely energetic, and his palms seemed to have great power, and the hovering true qi could feel the pressure from afar, and the sound of a dragon's roar was still gently spreading behind it.

The other person was a little stranger.

This person was dressed in a moon-white robe, standing lightly on the ground, as if he was floating, and he didn't see any strength standing on the ground, anyway, he was standing so casually, but there was a blessing on his body that no one could ignore

This rao breath is a little bland, if there is nothing, it seems to be extremely strong and very weak, and it is really impossible to see through the strength.

At this time, facing the man in black, he was just gently carrying a thin branch in his hand, and on the branch, the branch was not completely broken, and it was glowing green, looking like it had just been in this section.

However, for such a thin branch, whether it was the man in black or the Hatama Zhi who was watching the battle from afar, there was no intention of relaxation or contempt at this time.

On the contrary, the more I looked at it and thought about it, the more surprised I became.

They were well-informed, and they knew that the man in front of them was one of the highest realms of the way of the sword.

Not stuck in things, plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords, and flying flowers and fallen leaves are all in a blink of a blink

This is, no sword is better than a sword!

"Whew-"

As the sound of the sword sounded, the branch in this person's hand was instantly scattered, surrounded by purple true qi, emitting layers of sword qi, like pieces of purple moonlight!