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The three continents leading to the main courtyard of the Shaolin Temple are full of pedestrians, which fills the weather that should be bleak with some heat.

Among the pedestrians are monks walking in pairs, groups of Taoist priests, sloppy and scattered beggars, and more gangsters who ride horses and gallop wildly, as well as the children of families who are gorgeously dressed and have a calm and elegant demeanor.

Tang Shaolin, Yuan Wudang, Buddhism and Taoism are the two great pillars of optimism. Of course, the root cause is that there is Bodhidharma in Shaolin Temple. The Wudang faction has Zhang Sanfeng.

There are many heroes in the Tang Dynasty, and there are also many clans, and the formed sect is not strong. Only Shaolin is an exception, when the thirteen stick monks saved the Tang Queen, Shaolin Temple was more supported by the royal family, the thirteen stick monks traveled the world, and they set up branches in Kyushu in the two Song, Ming and Qing dynasties.

"I heard that this Shaolin Conference, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Lingkong, invited the Sixth Patriarch Huineng to preside over the overall situation, and there are many Buddhist masters lurking in the shadows, this matter is very troublesome!" said Wang Lu, a ranger in the Tang Dynasty.

"Not only that, just yesterday, I also saw Mr. Ouyang in the empty mountain from afar, using spiritual rain as ink, inscription and incarnation to drive away ghosts and gods. It seems to be arranging a large array. Li Changqing, a ranger who walked with Wang Lu, said in a sighing tone.

"Mr. Ouyang, but Mr. Ouyang Xun, who astonished the world with his eight tips and thirty-six methods," Wang Lu exclaimed.

Li Changqing said: "How can there be other Mr. Ouyang?"

Ouyang Xun in the mouth of these two people is a half-demon body, and his father is the white ape king, the demon king of Changle Mountain, and it is said that he once taught the sword god Yue Nu A Qing swordsmanship.

Heaven and earth change, the center is only martial, the ape is similar to humans, this white ape king has been practicing martial arts for a long time, although it is a demon body, the martial arts of a body have already reached the point of shocking the world.

It is said that this Shaolin Conference, Xiao Feng of the Northern Song Dynasty, Guo Jing of the Southern Song Dynasty, and even Zhang Sanfeng of the Yuan Dynasty will come. Heroes and heroes, heroes of the world, if I can see them, I will die without regrets. Wang Lu continued.

Li Changqing said: "We also have heroes in the Tang Dynasty, and we are not inferior to them." If the bearded guest and his old man also appeared in Shaolin, he would definitely be able to compete with them, and even crush them. ”

While speaking, the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple was already in sight.

Shaolin Mountain is already three steps and one sentry at this moment, ten steps and one post, the one hundred and eight innate can form a complete version of the Shaolin Arhat Array, at this moment in the Shaolin Mountain laid down eighteen, each other is secretly harmonious, the formation is ingenious, if you look at it from the sky, you will be able to find this eighteen Arhat array, the shape is just like the eighteen Arhat diagram drawn in the Arhat Hall.

In the midst of the crowd, I suddenly heard the sound of fierce horses galloping, and the mountains and rivers were turbulent, as if they were awakened by this vibration.

The sound of the horse's hooves is so neat that it seems that all the starts and ends are on a beat.

Everyone looked at it together, and saw the smoke billowing from the northwest direction, a total of more than 100 knights riding dragon horses, leading one, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, nearly two meters tall, wearing a golden tiger head armor, holding a spear, majestic.

"Hurry up and get out of the way! This person is the angry tiger Li Cunxiao. King Yizi of Jin, with extraordinary strength, is the most likely young master in Datang to break his life recently. ”

Li Cunxiao galloped past with many knights, and then was stopped by a Shaolin monk and ordered to dismount and walk into the temple. There was some conflict between the two sides, and I saw that Li Cunxiao flew a shot, like thunder carrying divine power, and was about to pierce the mountain gate of Shaolin.

A handsome monk who looked like a woman suddenly appeared, pointed at the tip of the spear, and directly blocked the fierce blow, except for the monk's robe flying slightly, he was not injured at all.

"What a Shaolin monk! Li Cunxiao sat on horseback, holding a spear, but the tip of the spear kept vibrating at a frequency that was invisible to the naked eye. If he hadn't held it hard, the spear would have shattered into several pieces in a strong vibration.

"The little monk Mengtan has seen General Li. The monk folded his hands and said with a slight salute.

"Okay! What a Mengtan monk! General Ben remembers you! Dismount!" At the sound of the order, hundreds of knights dismounted at the same time, and the dragon horses under the seat all turned into a cyan bronze talisman and automatically flew into the hands of many knights.

A small conflict was temporarily resolved.

"Shaolin Temple deserves to be the leader of the righteous path and the first faction of martial arts. This little monk who guards the door can defeat the angry tiger Li Cunxiao. It's really amazing!" The one who spoke was a young man, who looked like a fledgling, just in time for this excitement.

He is the most famous genius in Shaolin Temple in the past hundred years, I heard that when he was sixteen years old, he learned the Shaolin 72 stunts overnight, and restored the three styles of the Divine Palm of Dharma hidden in the stunts from the 72 stunts. As soon as he got off the mountain, he slapped and killed the fierce Lingnan ghost king Yan Yan. Now that a few years have passed, although he no longer walks the rivers and lakes, he thinks that his strength should be stronger. An old Jianghu said on the side.

In front of the Shaolin Mountain Gate, there are countless strong people in Kyushu who come and go, among which they can be called out of history, and the strength is not weak, and they don't know how many, they are simply dazzling.

If it weren't for such a major event, many people would just be afraid that they would still be nesting in their own one-third of an acre, thinking that they would have too much. When I came out to see the world, I realized that the rivers and lakes are vast, and the strong are like the sand of the Ganges, which is countless. He is just the most inconspicuous one of the surging rivers and waves, and when a huge wave hits, the shadow is gone.

In the middle of the day, the square outside the Daxiong Hall of Shaolin Temple was already full of guests.

The guests were all divided into Kyushu martial arts, and then sat down according to the status of the rivers and lakes and the power of the sect, and looked at the past with a full face, only afraid of no less than thirty or fifty thousand people.

If it weren't for the monks of Shaolin Temple who performed the magic of Buddhism on this square and stretched the space, I am afraid that it would not be able to accommodate so many people.

And just when people from all sides of the Kyushu rivers and lakes were talking to each other, the whole hall was buzzing and chaotic.

Between the blue sky and the day, a huge spaceship broke through the space and appeared directly above the Shaolin Temple.

On the top of the ship hung a huge flag, which was written in large swallow characters.

"It's the Murong family's spaceship, I heard that the ancient legend who captured the golden locksmith came on the Murong family's spaceship. It looks like they've arrived. "By the side of the Shaolin abbot Lingkong Master, the first Linghai Master of the Discipline Academy said in a low voice.

Master Lingkong is not sitting on the main seat at the moment because he is the host of Shaolin, although he has a noble status and extraordinary strength, he can't suppress the heroes of Kyushu, the heroes of the world.

Sitting on the main seat is a black-faced and thin monk, sitting there in a robe, as if carved from clay and wood, closing his eyes and recuperating. Even if the Murong family's spaceship was suspended above the Shaolin Temple in the sky, he still didn't open his eyes to see it.

This monk is the Buddha Zen Buddhism set as the six groups of Huineng, the true Buddha-like immortal figure, according to legend, he has the heart of the sky, can listen to the three realms and six realms of sentient beings, nothing is missing, nothing is not checked.

The Shaolin Temple invited him out of the mountain, but he did not ask him to take a shot, and gained insight into the secret thoughts in the heart of the golden lock maker.

(To be continued.) )