Song Qingshu shook his head: "King Ming is my good friend, and it won't be his hand." ”

Gu Mozhi nodded with a smile, and met Xuancheng and Xuzhu two super masters in a row, he no longer had the arrogance he had before, he knew in his heart that Shaolin Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon was definitely not something that he could shake alone, it was better to accept it when he saw it, anyway, he was out of the limelight today.

"The surname is Song, I think you are deliberately making things difficult!" another senior monk of the Xuanzi generation couldn't help but say angrily.

"Song just wants to talk to all the monks in your temple, isn't this request too much?" Song Qingshu stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly.

Xuan Ci couldn't help frowning slightly: "Master Song, Lao Wei can't let the monks of this temple be treated like prisoners by you just because of your words." At this moment, he couldn't help but secretly regret it, because Shaolin Wudang has never been harmonious, and he just heard that something happened to Wudang Zhuxia, and he was a little gloating. If he offered to help investigate this matter just now, not only would it not damage the prestige of Shaolin, but he would also be able to sell martial arts as a great favor, but now, if he shouted out that the person in the temple would confront the other party, it would inevitably be suspicious of being soft......

In the first few competitions, Shaolin was disgraced, and at this time, it agreed to the other party's request and spread it to the rivers and lakes, and the prestige of Shaolin was probably ruined.

But if you don't say yes......

Xuan Ci glanced at Song Qingshu and Zhang Sanfeng, and sighed secretly in his heart: The other party only came out of the two of Ren I Xing and Gu Mozhi, which made Shaolin chickens and dogs restless, and there is a Song Qingshu who has become famous in recent years, and the unfathomable Zhang Sanfeng, if they make a move, how can this temple stop it?

In fact, there are many Shaolin masters, and if you really want to rush to the top, you are not afraid of these four people, but in this way, if it is spread to the rivers and lakes, even if Shaolin relies on more to win, it will also lose its reputation.

"Abbot Xuanci, where did you start with this?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "We just want to ask a few questions from the senior monks of your temple, how can we interrogate them as prisoners?"

Hearing him say this, Xuan Ci's face softened a little, and his tone loosened: "This ......"

Zhang Sanfeng also said at the right time: "Poor Dao is also guaranteed by personality, and he will never be rude to the masters of your temple. ”

Since Zhang Zhenren said so, the poor monk was naturally trustworthy. Xuan Ci bowed slightly to Zhang Sanfeng, and then asked his junior brother to convene the master of the whole temple meeting.

During this period, the two sides tacitly did not mention that Gu Mozhi said before that the Shaolin seventy-two stunts came from Tianzhu, Song Qingshu did not want to cause Zhang Sanfeng to be unhappy, and Gu Mozhi was afraid of the small Wuxiang Gong of Xuzhu, Shaolin was even more shocked by Gu Mozhi's performance, and naturally he would not take the initiative to mention it, as for the Songshan faction, because they wanted to heal Zuo Lengchan, most of them had already escorted him back first, leaving only a few to observe the changes in the current situation, and no one had the courage to get involved.

The scene fell into a rare silence, when Shaolin summoned the monks of the whole temple to come over, Song Qingshu began to check with good words, asking about the whereabouts of these people some time ago.

Praruo palm is the palm of the highest monk in Shaolin, so there are not many people in the city who will do this, Song Qingshu quickly finished the inquiry, but unfortunately did not get any useful information.

"Is there really no one else in your temple who understands the palm of the Buddha?" Song Qingshu asked with a frown.

Xuan Xuan on the side was suddenly furious: "The surname Song, even the senior brother, as the abbot, deigned to let you check, but you are still not satisfied, didn't you really deliberately find fault?"

was accused by splitting his head and covering his face, Song Qingshu's face turned dark, and before he could speak, Zhang Sanfeng had already spoken first: "Don't misunderstand, masters, we are just saving people's hearts." Poor Dao didn't believe that it was the hand of the senior monk of your temple at the beginning, but now the two sides have confirmed it, and it is indeed so. It's just that it is a fact that a few apprentices have been caught in the palm of Prajna, and Poor Dao wants to ask the last question, and I hope that the masters will not be surprised. ”

What is Zhang Sanfeng's status in the martial arts now, his attitude is like this, the Shaolin monks have only felt a little bit in their hearts, Xuan Ci nodded: "If you really ask, as long as the poor monk knows, you will tell you calmly." ”

Seeing that his attitude was completely different, Ren Wuxing couldn't help but sneer: "These bald donkeys used to be arrogant, but they were beaten by us, and they are really much more honest." ”

Fortunately, Ren Xing also knew that the matter was big, so he deliberately lowered his voice, and only Song Qingshu and Gu Mo Zhi around him heard it.

Song Qingshu nodded thoughtfully: "I have heard a great man say before, if you seek unity through struggle, you will survive unity, and if you seek unity by retreating, you will die together. ”

"Senior brother is polite," a flash of surprise flashed in Gu Mozhi's eyes, "I don't know which master said that you just said? ”

"Master Mao Xi said. Song Qingshu couldn't help but start to miss the world in his previous life again, although he lived a more chic life in this world, but there were too many black technologies in his previous life to improve the quality of life, not to mention the others, even the miniskirt beautiful girls on the street are also eye-catching, the women in this world are all thick costumes, and if you want to see a white thigh, you have to peel off other people's clothes, it's really unreasonable!

"Who is Master Mao?" Gu Mozhi and Ren Wuxing looked at each other, and quickly pondered in their minds which senior master this was.

While the three of them were whispering on the side, Zhang Sanfeng had already opened his mouth to inquire: "I wonder if it is possible for the Prajna palm technique of your temple to be leaked to outsiders?"

Xuan Ci moved his gaze to Gu Mozhi: "The temple's Prajna palm has never been passed on, originally I thought there was no risk of leakage, but when I saw King Ming today, I knew that there are really outsiders in this world who will be the temple's Pranya palm." ”

Xuan Ci deliberately emphasized the three words of this temple, which was obviously a great mockery of Gu Mozhi's previous claim that these martial arts were transmitted from Tianzhu.

Gu Mozhi couldn't help but snort coldly, but he didn't refute anything, after all, the plan to subdue Shaolin by force failed, and he also knew that the people present were all knowledgeable people, and it was really unnecessary to fight for the benefit of words.

Zhang Sanfeng had doubts for a long time, so he took advantage of the situation and asked, "Dare to ask where King Ming's Pranya palm came from?"

"This is a gift from an old friend of the little monk, as for his name, it is inconvenient for the little monk to disclose it out of friendship. Gu Mozhi looked apologetic and saluted Zhang Sanfeng.

"That's it......" Zhang Sanfeng has always admired the righteous man, and when he saw that Gu Mozhi didn't say anything, he didn't want to force him.

On the contrary, the Shaolin monks were excited, and when they heard that the temple's mastery might spread outside, even Xuanci couldn't sit still, and hurriedly said: "It is taboo to steal the martial arts of other sects on the rivers and lakes, and this matter is also related to my Shaolin stunt. ”

"If I don't say it, what can you do to me?" Gu Mozhi looked proud, he was just respectful to Zhang Sanfeng, and in the face of the Shaolin people, he was not so polite.

"You!" The Shaolin monks changed color one after another, and each of them tightened their weapons, and the situation on the scene was about to erupt again.

"Actually, I should know who he is, but I still have one more thing to verify. Song Qingshu casually took a step forward, stopping between the two sides, and his eyes drifted to the direction of the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion.