Yang Wentian and the others looked at each other, and they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this Spirit King Gourd. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info thought for a moment and said: "He is not only here to capture the little tiger brother and wife, but also wants to show his martial arts and subdue this Shaolin, which has stood for thousands of years, in one fell swoop." If this is the case, he will become the number one warrior among the Mongolian people, and those who do not know about it will also bow down to him and surrender to him. ”

Tabby exclaimed, "That must not let him succeed." ”

Ji Lei chuckled lightly and said: "Don't worry, there is Xiao Wei here, and this person can't be presumptuous, he wants to defeat my dignified Shaolin, that's wishful thinking." "At this time, he has internal strength, not under the Jianglong Gang Red Fly, and the Golden Wheel is supernatural, from Buddhism, and he is more focused on the Spirit King Kung Fu, Yang Wentian and others have deep confidence in him.

Arriving at the mountain, there are countless heroes from all walks of life, and there are crowds of people. The heroes all knew it: "This spirit king said that he wanted to listen to Buddhism and ask for martial arts, but in fact, most of them came to beat people, this once-in-a-decade battle, those who learn martial arts, can't miss it!"

Yang Wentian squeezed through the crowd and came to the mountain gate, only to hear Ji Ti say to the monk who knew the guest: "Ask for teachers and nephews, these people are all here to help my Shaolin Temple, please be accommodating." ”

The monk frowned sadly and said: "Uncle, the old abbot has an order, except for the famous people in the rivers and lakes, the rest of the people are not allowed to enter the temple at the moment, otherwise how can the temple live?"

Ji Lei smiled and said: "Senior nephew, you can do it conveniently, and when my uncle and I take power in the future, your benefits will be indispensable." ”

He shook his head and said: "Uncle Shi, if you want to enter, I should give way, but none of the rest of the people are allowed to enter!"

At this moment, someone inside the door shouted, "Ask Senior Brother Heaven!"

Yang Wentian followed the sound and saw the red fly running towards him, followed by Xiao Moxue, Dao'er, Buhan, and Bohu, and everyone was happy when they met again.

The red fly didn't have time to reminisce about the past, and said to the monk who knew the guest: "Please also ask the little master to let my companions in." ”

The monk had already been instructed by the abbot master to respond to the red fly's request, and hurriedly said, "Yes, please come in." Ji Ti felt despised and slightly dissatisfied, but he was planning a lot, and he didn't care about it.

Walking into the temple and passing through the compound, Yang Wentian asked, "How did Senior Brother come?"

Red Fly replied: "More than ten days ago, everyone got the news that the Spirit King was going to pick the Shaolin Temple. The masters in the temple have a good relationship with me, so I brought these four non-stop to come together, this little Mo Xue girl, can deal with the evil law of the Spirit King. If I have to, I should fight him again. ”

Xiao Moxue's face turned red, and she said humbly: "Hero, I may not be able to help, I can only do my best." ”

Red Fly smiled: "Do your best, why not?" After thinking about it, he said, "Senior brother, I heard about Yu Fan's things, this is really difficult for you." ”

Yang Wentian said gloomily: "Since he is dead, how can I still remember the old hatred?" and then briefly talked about the various encounters he had when he went north to rescue Ulle. Red Fly was secretly frightened when she heard this, and felt deep sympathy, Xiao Moxue heard that Bai Kai had joined the Yang Chasing Sect, and remembered that the two were like brothers and sisters, and couldn't help but shed tears, and Dao'er hurriedly persuaded her.

Counting the time, he muttered: "It seems that this spirit king has long been willing to embarrass the Shaolin Temple, and he passed on the martial arts, even earlier than chasing and killing the tabby couple." ”

Qiu Yang said: "Could it be that he was burned by the Tianyang lamp, his martial arts have made great progress, and he is completely sure, so he came to be the enemy of Shaolin Temple?"

Pan Xuan said: "Yes, this holy place of Buddhism has its own power of subduing demons and driving away evil spirits, he has always been afraid of Shaolin monks, and now he is here to overcome this difficulty." ”

As he spoke, he walked into the Shaolin martial arts training ground, which was extremely vast, like a place for training and arranging troops. I saw thousands of warrior monks gathered here, each practicing boxing and sword, and being guided by the "long" generation of senior monks. The monks knew that this war was not trivial, it was related to the reputation of Shaolin for thousands of years, and it was necessary to discover the materials that could be made as soon as possible and practice the advanced formation techniques in order to deal with all kinds of situations. Many monks also secretly hope that the Buddha will bless him and find a peerless master who will not only defeat the Spirit King, but also protect the Shaolin leader for decades.

Five old monks came out of the monk group, all with white beards, extraordinary bearing, the first old monk with kind eyebrows and clear eyes, it is the abbot of Shaolin today. He said: "Red Hero, everyone behind you is..."

Red flies are not rude, respectfully and respectfully introduce them one by one, and the old monks such as Chang Yan are also very modest, and they all greet them properly. When an old monk saw Ji tired, his brows furrowed, and he shouted: "No, you haven't returned to the temple for a long time, and now you know that you're back?"

Ji Ti said: "Kowtow, kowtow, can't I kowtow?" casually knelt down, tapped his head, and stood up immediately, without hiding his perfunctory meaning.

Although Chang Tribulation was extremely self-contained, he couldn't help but be annoyed when he saw this, and said, "What do you look like? Don't you take my master seriously?" The disciples of the Long Tribulation are strict, often beating and scolding Ji Ti, and Ji Ti is secretly dissatisfied, and he never has a good face for the Long Tribulation. Many years ago, he told the abbot that he would go out and travel, and from then on he would no longer be subject to the long calamity. There is a lot of old grudge between the master and apprentice, and when they see each other again, they are immediately tense.

Ji Ti secretly thought: "Those who win the hearts of the people win the world, even if these old monks have low martial arts, far inferior to me, but their kung fu on the surface is indispensable." In an instant, he was solemn and solemn, threw himself to the ground, and shouted: "What the master taught is that the disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

The old monks' faces were fierce and soft-hearted, and when they saw him like this, they were relieved, and sighed: "Since you intend to repent, I am not sorry to be harsh. Come with us to the Daxiong Treasure Hall. ”

The abbot of Chang Yan led everyone to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, only to see that there were hundreds of people sitting in the hall, including Shaolin "long" character monks, Qingcheng faction's Zhenji Taoist master and apprentice, several elders of the Kongtong faction, several nuns of Emei, the three masters of the Beihai faction, the beggar gang Guo Yuanzheng and others, the head of the fairy sword faction, the ghost of the ghost sword sect, Gu Qiao and his wife, the head of Hu Hai of Huashan, and the head of the Kunlun faction. In today's martial arts, most of the most respected and martial arts masters gathered on the spot.

When Yang Wentian saw Guo Yuanzheng, his heart was hot, thinking of the past, he couldn't help but be drunk, and his emotions were agitated, Guo Yuanzheng smiled at him, stepped forward, and said, "Little Brother Chi, Little Brother Yang, Master Wu Qi, we have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Yang Wentian saw that her face was half older than before, but she was still beautiful and moving, and she was extremely concerned in her heart, and wanted to ask her about her situation, so she said in a meandering voice: "The overall situation is important, don't lose your temper!"

Guo Yuanzheng affectionately held the palm of his hand and said, "Master Wu Qi, you instructed me in kung fu back then, and I have benefited so far, and I have always been grateful to you." ”

Red Fly Qi said: "So there is such a thing? Brother Wu Qi is really kind all over the world, and I owe him great kindness." ”

Pan Xuan nodded and said: "There is an idler, wandering around, you can inevitably help your fellow people in the rivers and lakes." ”

Guo Yuanzheng sighed: "The so-called ranger of the world is talking about Mr. Wu Qi." Looking at his broken arm, she felt sorry for him, but she didn't care, and she didn't care about it, and she didn't want to ask.

Gu Qiao of the Ghost Sword Gate said, "Master Abbot, when is the Spirit King expected to arrive, have you seen him along the way?"

Chang said: "This person has a great pomp, and now he is in Songshan, and he can arrive in a day at most." ”

The Immortal Sword Sect and the Ghost Sword Sect have never been on good terms, and Li Zhong sneered: "The Ghost Sword Sect has always been sneaky and secretly obstructed, I think it must be in collusion with the Spirit King, with ulterior motives. ”

The ghost of the Ghost Sword Gate said: "This faction has traveled a long way to support Shaolin, which is a good heart. Leaving the head of the house, but speaking disrespectfully, it is so cold, do you want to compete with my husband again?"

Li Zhong's face changed color, turned his head, and no longer spoke, which showed the result of the competition that year.

Guo Yuanzheng said: "This spirit king serves the Yuan people, suppresses the warriors of the Central Plains, is extremely extravagant, insatiable, arrogant, and evil, and is the first-class demon in the world." Now come to provoke Shaolin, if you are the enemy of the entire Central Plains martial arts, in my opinion, if the spirit king wants to compete with the Shaolin master, how about we, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, block Shaolin first?"

Chang Nan shook his head and said: "The female benefactor is warm, this kindness, the old man understands it." However, the Lingwang came in a dignified manner and named me Shaolin. Even if the old man is mediocre, how can I let you resist for me?"

Guo Yuanzheng knew that he was speechless, and said: "In this way, the old abbot must be completely sure?"

Everyone knows that this old monk has profound Buddhism, vast magical powers, and his martial arts cultivation is unpredictable. Since it can't be measured, everyone can't help but be in awe and have great expectations for his martial arts.

"Before you arrived, the old man had already learned from the Red Fly Hero. The Red Fly Hero's subordinates are affectionate, and the old man is still not his opponent. ”

The heroes couldn't help but whisper, and said secretly: "It turns out that the abbot of Shaolin has fought with Jiangnan Red Fly, and it seems that Red Fly won?"

Red Fly shouted: "When the master sees me as a guest, he is truly tolerant." ”

The long-term difficulty is humble and humble like a valley, and he does not think about personal honor and disgrace at all, and says: "Why should the hero be too humble? With the hero's magical powers, if he goes all out, the old man can't stop the hero's hundred moves." And the hero used to fight with the Spirit King, and I heard that the situation was also very difficult. ”

Red Fly said frankly: "Yes, this Spirit King's evil method is extremely profound, and the internal force is endless, and I can't beat him." But as soon as he turned around, he patted Xiao Moxue on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's just that with the help of this amazing girl, the Spirit King's spiritual energy can't be used, and the chance of winning is much greater." ”

The heroes were amazed and asked, "Is this really the case?

Xiao Moxue looked at the martial arts heroes of the world, her face was red, her ears were red, she was shy, and she couldn't answer for a while. Red Fly said, "If it weren't for Xiao Moxue who saved my life, I would have died under the hands of the Spirit King. It's true, and she's the key to our victory. ”

Chang Difficult's face was overjoyed, and the Red Fly then said that Xiao Mo Xue was able to be a Heavenly Spirit, and Chang Qiang thought for a long time, and sighed: "But Lao Gan's kung fu is far inferior to that of the Red Fly Hero, and the Spirit King doesn't have to take away the spirit element, he must be able to win." ”

The red fly was stunned for a moment, and thought: "That's true, this old monk is so honest." Now that he is dealing with a strong enemy, he doesn't have to worry about the long face, so he asked: "Is there still a senior senior in the temple, is the martial arts better than the abbot?"