The strong wind on the top of Mount Hua is fierce, all sides are full of clouds and mist, it is already three minutes at this time, the sun rises from the sea of clouds in the east, sprinkles the golden light on the top of Mount Hua that is reflected by the morning glow, just like a fairyland.

Xian Yutong stood still facing the morning glow, and the strong wind of clouds and mist blew three feet in front of him as if he had hit an invisible wall, but instead slid around.

Suddenly, Xian Yutong looked sideways at the steep path on the left, and a sound of gold and stone clashing slowly walked up with the light and silent footsteps, and it was Ouyang Mo, the owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa in the Western Regions, and his eldest son Ouyang Zhe, who were holding snake staffs.

"Big brother, your martial arts have made extraordinary progress. Zhe'er's martial arts are also good. ”

Five years ago, Ouyang Mo was only a first-class second-grade master of Yin Tianzheng's level, but he didn't expect that in the past five years, his skills have also entered the category of the top master of the gods, and the light and silent footsteps turned out to be Ouyang Zhe.

Ouyang Zhe stepped forward and bowed and said, "The little nephew has seen my uncle. ”

Ouyang Mo nodded and said, "I'm the farthest, but I'm the first to arrive." ”

"Amitabha, the two gentlemen have been absent for a long time. ”

On the top of the mountain, there was a thin, yellow-faced one-eyed old monk, it was Shaolin Du'e, although he didn't know when he appeared, if he didn't speak, I'm afraid no one would know, obviously thirty years of dry Zen and Buddhism have been integrated.

Xian Yutong said with a smile: "Could it be that the Divine Monk of Doom has also reached my realm?"

Do'e said: "Almost...... Almost ......"

Ouyang Mo frowned slightly since the appearance of this old monk, and with the martial arts that he now thought that he was a rare opponent in the world, he couldn't see the depth of the old monk, so he asked: "Five years have passed, presumably the monk has practiced a few Shaolin arts?"

Du Er knew that Ouyang Mo was playing his own words, and he didn't hide it, so he said indifferently: "There are countless Shaolin masterpieces, and it is the Buddha's mercy to be able to cultivate one. Mr. Ouyang, Lao Gu seems to have traces of our Buddhist martial arts between your walks, and it seems that Mr.'s toad skills are especially better than in the past. ”

Ouyang Zhe was shocked when he heard this, the "King Kong Demon Circle" of the three monks who crossed the doom five years ago was extremely powerful, but he didn't expect that he could use it alone now, it could be said that he was his father's forbidden rival.

"Who else?" asked Ouyang Mo.

Xian Yutong smiled brightly and said, "It's here." ”

With the sound of the piano, Yang Zhuoju walked up from the steep mountain road in a yellow shirt, and behind her were the eight girls from five years ago.

"Miss Zhuo is here, I haven't seen the girl for five years, the girl's demeanor is still the same, beautiful and beautiful!" Haha, Xian Yutong looked at this woman who hadn't seen her for five years and still looked like twenty-seven or eight, and secretly said in her heart: Don't be an old witch like a child in Tianshan......

Yang Zhuoju also knew that Xian Yutong was already around fifty years old, but seeing that he had a chic temperament and a handsome appearance, he seemed to be less than forty years old, so he nodded and said, "Mr. Shenji can really speak well." ”

Xian Yutong laughed and said: "The contemptible people have invited Miss Yang, the heir of the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain, the Shaolin Du'er Monk, and the owner of the White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions, and there is still one Tianyuan Emperor, so we will collect it." ”

"Uncle don't worry, seniors, I am here too. ”

A voice was still in the distance when it first came, and when it was finally said, it was already in their ears, but everyone looked and saw Zhang Wuji wearing a dragon robe and a golden crown standing not far away, looking at a few people with a smile.

Zhang Wuji's martial arts have been seen by everyone, so nodding is greeting, but Xian Yutong, Ouyang Mo, and even Du Er and Yang Zhuoju couldn't help but look at the old eunuch who stood behind Zhang Wuji and had no sense of existence, and saw that his breath seemed to be nothing, and his actions were like ghosts when he went up the mountain, and he was obviously also with peerless martial arts.

Du Jiao is the oldest and has the highest experience, but he doesn't know that there is this peerless master in the rivers and lakes, Yang Zhuoju is conceited and knows everything in the world, but he also frowned, Ouyang Mo asked: "Wuji, what do you call the old man next to you?"

Zhang Wuji bowed and said: "Uncle Ouyang, this is Gonggong Tong who has been in the palace since the previous dynasty, I pity the people in their palace and left it to use, I didn't expect Gonggong Tong to be a peerless master, my uncle wants to restart the martial arts event of a hundred years ago, and convene the world's peerless master 'Huashan Sword', I brought him here, Gonggong Tong has seen all the masters." ”

Tong Gonggong drooped his eyelids, and the old Long Zhong stepped forward and bowed and said, "The old Tong Dachuan has seen Mr. Huashan Shenji, Miss Yang, Ouyang Zhuang Master, and Shaolin Du'er Zen Master. ”

Xian Yutong and a few people saw that although Tong Dachuan had not seen him, he recognized it clearly, and he secretly exclaimed surprise when he saw that there was no deviation one by one.

Xian Yutong's heart moved and asked, "Gonggong Tong is practicing the Sunflower Treasure Book?"

Tong Dachuan's eyes were stunned, and then he was full of light, and instantly changed from a dying old man to a peerless master, he was surprised: "Mr. Shenji, can he really pinch the calculation? The old body has never left the palace, let alone walked in the martial arts, I didn't expect Mr. Shenji to know, it is really admirable to the old body." ”

"You're welcome......

......

"Contemptible people since the age of twelve began to practice martial arts, now has been practicing for more than thirty-eight years, I Huashan martial arts to the point that I have already reached the peak, there is no way to enter, a few years ago I and Wudang Zhang Zhenren had discussed the extreme realm of martial arts, found that the peak of the peak is just a congenital only, and there is no road since then, so the contemptible people and Zhang Zhenren participated in the study of martial arts, practicing the method of controlling qi, in order to go to the next level, or to live forever or to ascend ......"

Xian Yutong stood on the pinnacle and talked loudly, the sound of hunting in his clothes blown by the wind, but Zhang Wuji and the other five listened attentively.

So far, Zhang Zhenren has only touched a clue, but the contemptible people are still a mess, but Zhang Zhenren's road is not necessarily my road, and the Ke Hua Keqi is not far away, and the contemptible people want to have more protection, so they invite all the peerless masters to discuss the sword in Huashan, one is to compete in martial arts, learn together, and the other is to deduce the way forward, share immortality, I don't know how to respect?"

Yang Zhuoju's face was slightly red, and he was the first to applaud and cheer: "Okay! Mr. Shenji, you are so ambitious, but you are also so benevolent! ”

Zhang Wuji is a peerless master cultivated by Xian Yutong, he has always admired and admired Xian Yutong, and said loudly: "What my uncle said opened my mind! What you asked me to promise more than ten years ago is this?

As soon as Zhang Wuji's voice fell, Tong Dachuan silently bowed his hand to show that only Zhang Wuji was looking forward.

Ouyang Mo is narrow-minded and not a grandmaster, but since he was invited by his righteous brother, it is not easy to refuse, so he does not acquiesce.

Du Wo said in unison: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful! Mr. Shenji has this grand wish, which is comparable to the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and the old man admires it!"

Seeing that no one objected, he was quite happy, and was about to ask everyone how to fight, but he heard a jingling sound on the top of the cliff, everyone looked at it, but saw that the sound was getting closer and closer, and then an old monk with dark yellow skin and curly hair climbed up from the edge of the cliff, he was bare-handed and barefoot, only his wrists and ankles were covered with huge heavy copper beads with the thickness of the bowl mouth, and the sound of the clanging was the sound of the copper beads on his limbs and the stone wall when he climbed.

Seeing that this ascetic monk who was not amazing had such amazing martial arts, everyone not only changed color slightly, but he looked at everyone, walked to Xian Yutong and bowed, and said in fluent Chinese: "This must be Mr. Xian Yutong, the head of Huashan, the old monk Madara, the host of Tianzhu Maha Bodhi Temple, the inferior disciple Masaro has caused a lot of trouble to Mr., and the old monk has made amends to you here." ”

Ouyang Mo saw that this old monk turned out to be the master of Bosara, and he was shocked, and said secretly: I killed his apprentice, could it be that he is here to take revenge?

Xian Yutong bowed his hand and said: "Master Modala is not meditating in Tianzhu Zen, why did he come to my Huashan?"

Modala originally looked sad, and a sigh was even more poignant: "Hey, it's not a secret, Bhasara's qualifications and comprehension are all geniuses that come out of a hundred years, the old monk originally wanted him to inherit my mantle, but I didn't expect him to go astray, just want to use martial arts to fight bravely, and then I punished him for retreat and penance, but he actually stole mine." The supreme yoga tantra 'exercise plan escaped, the old monk has been looking for him for many years, he is not the opponent of the old monk but he wants to escape and I can't catch up, but last year I learned that he was killed by this Mr. Ouyang, and the old monk also knew that he was to blame, but even if he was a traitor, he couldn't be slaughtered by everyone, and the Mahabodhi Temple wanted to find out the situation......"

Ouyang Mo sneered when he heard this: "Okay! kill the little one and come to the old one, you want to take revenge, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Hearing this, Motra's face became even more sad, and he walked up to Ouyang Mo and bowed down and said: "Mr. Ouyang, please calm your anger, everything has cause and effect, the bad guy harmed you first, and you should die, just please return the treasure secret book of this temple to the old monk first." ”

Ouyang Mo smiled angrily and said, "You monk don't know anything, why do you care about me if you lose something at home?"

Modra said in a deep voice: "The old monk knows that the parchment scroll that was stolen by Bhasara, which contains the 'Supreme Yoga Tantra' of this monastery, has been obtained by you, so please return the property to its original owner." ”

Ouyang Mo snorted coldly: "You still frame me, the dignified White Camel Mountain Lord has never returned your things even if he takes your things, you think you are unlucky!"

Madra sighed and said, "Ah...... You're always pushing me...... How can I kill again...... Ay...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Brother be careful!" Seeing this old monk Shen Dao, Xian Yutong's heart tightened, and he hurriedly sent a message to Ouyang Mo.

Ouyang Mo is the descendant of the Western Poison, seeing that Modala has the intention to entangle him, he has already moved to kill, taking advantage of his confused nonsense, Ouyang Mo quietly sent out three Feiyan Silver Shuttles fed with highly poison as soon as his right hand moved.

The three silver shuttles reached the heart of Modala in a flash, but unexpectedly they hit the body of the Buddha but they were like a cow leather, and they actually stuck to the body of the Modara, and even the clothes were not punctured.

As soon as the extremely clever "Eighteen Dips in Clothes" similar superior body protection skills appeared, everyone knew that this person's martial arts were also among the best.

Du Er frowned slightly, remembering several Tianzhu martial arts brought by the Bodhidharma Patriarch in this temple, among which there is a Tianzhu Great Compassion Gong that cultivates the strength of the body and softness, and then gradually changed to other martial arts that are different from the Shaolin Buddha's intentions, and he secretly said: Could it be that the practice of Modra is the same body of great compassion?