Escaping from the back mountain, Feng Wanli and Zhu Hong ran all the way on the mountain ridge on the edge of the Shaolin Temple. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Feng broke into Shaolin alone to save me, but in order to pull me into the gang?"

"Why else?" asked Feng Wanli rhetorically.

"Hehe! Brother Feng is really bold and courageous. Zhu Hong laughed and asked, "Do you know that there are two old monks in there?"

Feng Wanli thought about it for a while, but didn't feel anything unusual, "Uh? Why didn't I notice it?"

"You didn't notice them, but they certainly spotted you. ”

"So, they just let me rescue you so easily?" asked Feng Wanli suspiciously.

"At that time, I also wondered, there were outsiders who broke in, and they didn't show up? I guess I thought you were a little monk delivering food, and they must have found out that I had escaped now. Let's not take the mountain road, let's go to a crowded place, the old monk's nose is as smart as a dog..."

"Amitabha, who is scolding the old man behind his back?"

Before Zhu Hong finished speaking, a loud voice came, like thunder.

Then, the white-haired old monk galloped from a distance, as fast as lightning.

When he came closer, Feng Wanli saw a string of skull-shaped Buddha beads hanging on his chest, yin and yang, and he didn't look like a monk no matter how he looked at it.

"Old monk, you dare to chase you out?" Zhu Hong was afraid that another old monk would also chase out, so he asked deliberately.

"Hehe!

"You are also a monk of Shaolin Temple?" Feng Wanli couldn't help but ask.

The white-haired old monk glared at him, as if he wanted to see him through, "You saved him?"

"It's me!" replied dryly.

"Hehe! The old man's name is 'Fate Annihilation', you really have the guts, a person actually swaggered in and let people go. This is going to get out, my two brothers and sisters, where is the face!"

"You bully the small with the big, what kind of face do you talk about!" Zhu Hong.

"Okay, then let's get the two of you together. "Yuan is very confident, and he doesn't take the two of them seriously at all.

Zhu Hong whispered to Feng Wanli: "Brother Feng, be careful, this old monk has superb internal skills, and he is very careful." ”

"Hmm. Although Feng Wanli agreed, he didn't care in his heart.

"Let me see how capable you are of saving people right under my nose. "When fate comes up, it rushes to the wind.

Feng Wanli held the sword trick in his right hand, just waiting for him to attack.

Yuan Xuan's body moved, and he came to Feng Wanli in an instant, and his right hand Shaoze pointed directly at the door.

The wind felt a gust of wind blowing, and his head was buzzing, and he forgot to resist for a while.

"Be careful!" Zhu Hong reminded as he came over from the side to help.

Seeing that he didn't react at all, Yuan Xuan stopped his fingers an inch in front of the door in front of him, then withdrew and turned to deal with Zhu Hong.

The wind that had passed by the Grim Reaper eased his senses, panting, and broke out in a cold sweat. Looking at the old monk again, the Silence Finger almost perished here, I'm afraid he didn't want to kill.

Zhu Hong is not an opponent of fate at all, his speed is a step slower, and he can only be beaten. But he couldn't catch the Silent Finger, and it didn't take long for him to turn red.

"Poof!" Zhu Hong was pointed out by Shang Yang's right hand that was extinguished, and his breath suddenly surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Seeing this, the wind was too lucky, and the sword trick in his right hand rushed straight to the perishing.

Seeing him rushing over, Yuan Xuan stood still, and the Shang Yang finger in his right hand pointed out again.

Zhu Hong saw that Feng Wanli actually used his finger to face the Yuan Extinction Finger, and he was stunned for a while, and his mouth couldn't be more open.

And Feng Wanli was very confident in his finger, he didn't believe that the other party could catch this sword with just his flesh finger.

Just when the two were about to make contact, they saw that Feng Wanli's fingertips instantly released a sword ray, intersecting with the Fate Annihilation Shang Yang Finger.

Seeing this, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, and the carving insect technique, Shang Yang pointed to continue to move forward.

Feng Wanli saw that Jian Mang not only did not hurt the other party, but was suppressed by him, so he couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly retreated.

It's just that it's too late, Feng Wanli's two fingers instantly lost consciousness, and then there was a pain in the heart, I was afraid that it had been broken.

Yuan Xuan looked at him and said, "You have a lot of internal strength, but you can't use the method. It's nice to be able to pick me up. If you have such skills at such a young age, you must have the guidance of your predecessors, and I don't know why you are in the company of such wicked people?"

Feng Wanli endured the pain, "The master's martial arts are strong, and if you want to kill, you have to kill casually." If you want to talk about evil people, who can clearly distinguish between good and evil in this world? When others say that you are evil, you are evil? Everyone has their own aspirations, and I just want to do what I want. ”

"Hmph, I wanted to let you go, but since you're so obsessed, go back with me. As he spoke, he wanted to capture him.

At this moment, Zhu Hong next to him didn't know what secret method he used, his internal breath soared all the way, his eyes were red, his red hair stood upright, and he was hunting in blood-red clothes!

"Old thing, do you really think I am a soft persimmon?" Zhu Hong roared, using all his strength, "Come and pick up my bloodthirsty clutches!"

I saw him slap out a palm from one side towards the edge of the extinction, and the ghost cried and howled, like a mountain and a sea.

Yuan Xuan didn't dare to be careless, and he pointed his finger in his right hand and slowly poked out, which seemed to be an ordinary finger, but it was restrained. Everything around is quiet, and the silence seems to be eternal.

When Zhu Hong saw this, he didn't know the bottom of his heart, so he gritted his teeth and let go.

"Poof!"

"Amitabha!" Yuan Xuan only took two steps back, standing firmly, and seemed very relaxed.

Zhu Hong flew out upside down, pulled up the wind, and fled frantically towards the bottom of the mountain with the power of the rebound.

"Old monk, if you want your gang of disciples and grandchildren to bleed like a river, just come along. Tell you, this Wind Brother is from Frozen Green Willow Town!"

"Amitabha!" Yuan Xuan watched the two of them go away, and did not step forward to catch up, thinking that he was afraid that they would attack the Shaolin disciples.

The two escaped from Shaolin and went all the way to the west, not daring to stop. Zhu Hong's right hand was already a blur of flesh and blood, but it was still worth it compared to escaping from Shaolin. Feng Wanli's two fingers were broken, and I don't know if I can recover.

The blood demon fled, and Yuan Xuan could only inform the abbot of the matter.

Nowadays, there are two major monks in Shaolin Temple, fate and extinction. The two are brothers, born and kind, known as Pudu sentient beings, usually rarely shoot, but it does not mean that his martial arts are poor, on the contrary, he knows all about Shaolin, all of them are refined, "Washing the Marrow Sutra" has been practiced to return to the realm of returning to the truth, white hair turns black, deep internal strength, it is to fly flowers and pick leaves can also kill the enemy;

The abbot Wunian, is the apprentice of Yuansheng, profound Buddhism, calm personality, witty, Yuansheng true inheritance, the two great monks also admire him very much.

Wu Nian learned that the Blood Demon had fled, and that the person who saved him was none other than Feng Wanli of Frozen Green Willow Town, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and had a premonition that the situation in the rivers and lakes might change drastically as a result.

Lin Haoran rotated water and land transportation along the way, and finally came to Shaolin Temple a year ago, and it was the middle of winter. Before arriving in Shaolin, there were Shaolin disciples who came to greet him, thinking that the matter of the Seven Star Alliance had spread to Shaolin.

Shaolin treasure temple, magnificent, pavilion temple, solemn and majestic; the monks in the temple are all practicing martial arts and chanting scriptures every day, the body is strong and healthy, and the Dharma is profound.

Entering the Shaolin Temple, the abbot Wu Nian took the monks out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall to greet him.

When Lin Haoran saw this battle, he never thought that the abbot master valued him so much, and he was flattered.

"Why should the abbot greet him personally. "Lin Haoran.

"Lin Daxia doesn't have to be too humble. We all know about the Seven Star Alliance. You have traveled thousands of miles to lobby all major factions. For the benefit of martial arts, the merits are immeasurable, and we sigh to ourselves. "Enlightenment.

Master Abbot was serious. I'm just building a bridge from it, hoping to unite fellow martial artists to suppress the wicked. "Lin Haoran.

"Lin Daxia's righteous move, my Shaolin Temple will fully support it. The abbot said bluntly, and he did not beat around the bush.

When Lin Haoran heard this, he was overjoyed, in fact, when he saw the Shaolin disciples who went to greet him, he had a premonition that the Shaolin Temple would agree to this. Now that the abbot has made a promise in person, he still can't suppress the joy in his heart.

"Thank you, Master Abbot!" Lin Haoran.

"Lin Daxia, I don't know what kind of alliance you want?" Wu Nian asked.

"I haven't made up my mind yet, and I'm just going to ask the abbot. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"I plan to send a letter of alliance to all the major factions in the rivers and lakes, and at the same time invite all martial arts warriors to make an appointment to gather together to discuss the matter of dealing with the wicked. The time has not yet been decided, as for the location of the alliance, I think Shaolin Temple is the most suitable, and I have to consult the abbot master. Lin Haoran said what he thought.

"Hehe! In the Shaolin Temple, of course. It's just that your idea is too simplistic. ”

"Master, please speak. ”

Wu Nian then said his thoughts: "You think, after the alliance, everyone will go back to their own homes." Some sects may take it seriously, while others disagree. If it's been a long time, it's even harder to say. So, since you want to make an alliance, you might as well build an alliance. Representatives are elected by each sect to serve as liaison, and at the same time, an alliance leader is elected to unify the order. This is the long-term solution. ”

Lin Haoran thought about Wu Nian's words carefully, and felt that it was very feasible, "Well, it's still the abbot master's thoughtfulness, just follow what you said." ”

Wu Nian nodded and continued: "The time of this alliance, I think it will be set on the fifth day of May next year, when the heroes gather, everyone will discuss where to build the alliance together, and the matter of electing the leader of the alliance." ”

Lin Haoran listened to it and felt that the abbot master seemed to have planned to do so.

The Shaolin Temple's capture of the blood demon Zhu Hong was not made public, so Wu Nian did not mention the matter of him being rescued to Lin Haoran.

Besides, after Zhu Hong was rescued by Feng Wanli, he followed him back to Demon Ridge.

The news that Blood Demon Zhu Hong had joined Demon Ridge soon spread in the rivers and lakes, and at the same time, the news that Lin Haoran had discussed exterminating the wicked by the Seven Star Alliance also spread. When the wicked people on the rivers and lakes heard such news, they thought that Zhu Hong had fled to the Demon Ridge to take refuge, so they went to the Demon Ridge one after another to join the gang. Among them are the aforementioned poisonous hand Mo Danxin, the drunkard Sun Qian, and the thief Shao Wanliang.

When Lin Haoran heard such news, he thought that he had forced these wicked people to Demon Ridge, so it would be okay to unite all the major factions in the rivers and lakes to end them in a nest.

Back in the Demon Ridge, Feng Wanli wanted to give up his seat and worship Zhu Hong as the head of the Ridge. And Zhu Hong was rescued by Feng Wanli, and he already regarded him as a brother in life and death, so how could he agree.

"Brother Feng, I still call you brother. If you don't agree, I will turn around and leave, and I won't recognize you as a brother. Zhu Hong said resolutely.

Feng Wanli saw that he was hard-hearted, so he stopped pressing.

At this point, the seat of the lord of the Demon Eight Ridges is: Crazy Demon - Feng Wanli, Blood Demon - Zhu Hong, Evil Tongtian - Tie Zhong Kui, Poisonous Hand - Mo Danxin, Drunkard - Sun Qian, Thief - Shao Wanliang, Prodigal Son - Li Jun, and a son, but a teenager, who was brought back from Suzhou City on that day by Feng Wanli, named Lu Jingyu.

Feng Wanli only felt that he was very fated with him, so he passed on the Taishang forgetfulness to him. And Lu Jingyu usually practices when he has nothing to do, and he doesn't like to communicate with people, as if he is obsessed. didn't say a word about his life experience. In just two years, Lu Jingyu's Taishang forgetfulness has become a small success. The skills are refined, and even the wind is not as good as it. Feng Wanli thinks that he is a manufacturable material, and loves him very much, and even resolves to make him the master of the mountain.

More and more wicked people poured in, but the position of the Lord of the Eight Ridges of the Demon Ridge was immovable.

Feng Wanli broke into Shaolin alone this time, and his two fingers were broken, but fortunately he was healed by Mo Danxin, and there were many healing elixirs among the rare treasures paid by many wicked people, so he was able to keep it.

I thought that by learning from others, I could be proud of the wind and thousands of miles, but I didn't want to use the method, but I was quite troubled, so I asked Zhu Hong for advice.

Zhu Hong explained: "Brother Feng, this internal strength is important. But if there is a fight, the exercises should not be underestimated. A well-cultivated internal martial arts method can make people improve their internal skills, but they must also have corresponding martial arts techniques in order to exert their true power. I see that your exercises are disorganized, and I am afraid that you can only exert fifty or sixty percent of your skills. And good exercises can exert at least nine successes. There are also some unparalleled exercises that can make people exert twice the power of their skills. The gap can be imagined. ”

"But where am I going to get the exercises?"

Zhu Hong thought for a moment and said, "Well, what you are cultivating is definitely not an ordinary internal strength and heart method, and it is difficult to bring it into full play with ordinary exercises. So, it's up to you. ”

Feng Wanli didn't understand what he said, "Rely on myself?"

Zhu Hong explained: "Good exercises are created by people. When you are cultivating, you just need to carefully feel the flow of your inner breath, and then patiently try to find a way to release it to the fullest. If you refine it in this way, you will be able to form your own exercises. Bloodthirsty magic skills like mine can exert a power that is up to fifty percent higher than my strength. This is my own creation, and I almost took my life several times for it. ”

At that moment, Zhu Hong told Feng Wanli about his own bloodthirsty magic skills and lessons learned.

Zhu Hong: "This self-created move completely depends on your own perception and continuous attempts, with your ingenuity and intelligence, Brother Feng, you will definitely be able to create a better technique than my magic skill, it depends on whether you have patience or not." ”

Feng Wanli: "How long will it take?"

Zhu Hong: "It also depends on chance, before that, you have to find an introduction." Then, according to this introduction, the move is evolved, and finally it is constantly refined and improved. ”

"Introduction?"

"Well, it's like someone who understands sword moves from calligraphy, and someone who can kill people invisibly with vocal music. It was with blood as a guide that I created the bloodthirsty magic skill. It can be said that birds, beasts, insects, fish, and everything in the world can be used as an introduction. I can't say too much, the province will mislead you, you better think for yourself!"

Feng Wanli couldn't help but think back to that night in Greenwillow Town, he always thought that it was because of emotions that he would have such strength, so he didn't care. If you have an introduction, you will use ice and snow as a guide to understand the sword technique.

So, Feng Wanli ran to Kunlun Snow Mountain every day to concentrate on the ice and snow sword. Sometimes stand on top of the snow-capped mountains, watch the snow fly in the sky, feel the extreme cold, sometimes sit on the ice, melt and freeze the glacier, try repeatedly, sometimes dance in the snow, ice and snow, and dance with the sword as you like.