Songshan dawn moon, the north wind swept over the bitter treetops of the mountains and forests, and the three rainbow shadows flashed among the white snow, disappearing into the undulating mountains and forests of Songshan Mountain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A mighty monk wearing a goose yellow monk's robe stood under the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, swept his eyes over the cliffs and mountains on both sides of the mountain road, and told the four disciples guarding the mountain at the door, "The abbot is traveling to Luoyang, you must strictly guard the mountain gate, and you must not let people take the opportunity to break into the Shaolin Temple." ”

"Yes," the four mountain guards said loudly with their right hands on their chests.

After speaking, the mighty monk hurried back to the temple, and the goose yellow monk's robe hunted in the cold wind. The four of them lit the stone lamp in front of the mountain gate, cheered up the spirit, and held the monk's stick tightly in their hands.

"Bang, bang!!" A rapid bell rang from the top of the mountain, and the four disciples looked at each other, their faces suddenly changed, and their faces were in a hurry. But after receiving the words of the mighty monk of Fang Cai, they were not allowed to leave the mountain gate without permission, so the four of them had to quickly retreat from the mountain gate and close the temple gate. At this moment, outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the blood of the Shaolin disciples was all over the spot, and it looked particularly gloomy in the moonlight.

"Who are you, why did you raid my Shaolin?" The mighty monk stood in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, his eyebrows furrowed, looking at the square of His Highness, except for the Shaolin disciples who fell in a pool of blood, he was not angry at all, and his breathing was extremely clear. A burst of footsteps on both sides of the treasure hall was getting closer and closer, and a large number of warrior monks were gathering towards the treasure hall.

Three rainbow shadows drifted in from the mountain gate, came to the square, one of them voiced like a ghost, looking at the warrior monk door in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and said gloomily, "We just came to borrow the Yijin Sutra from your temple, and there is nothing else to ask for, but unfortunately, the disciples of your temple have no hospitality." ”

The mighty monk, his eyebrows suddenly rose angrily, looking at the corpse in the square, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly, "Shaolin has always been hospitable, and you are a guest when you come to the door. The three donors also deceived people too much. Then he leaped to the square in front of the temple.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Fang Li, I'm here to help you. A burly Shaolin disciple, with his hands folded, his whole body gathered in his palms, and a wave of snow rushed towards the three rainbow shadows in the field.

"Thank you Senior Brother Fang Yan" Fang Li, who was standing two feet away from the three rainbow shadows, a soft light from the corner of his eyes suffocated towards the rushing warrior monks, and the two of them faced the three rainbow shadows head-on.

The three rainbow shadows easily penetrated the oncoming snow waves, and in a moment surrounded the two warrior monks Fang Yan and Fang Li, one of them sneered, "The sea is immeasurable, and it wants to stop us? ”

Fang Yan tried his best to use the immeasurable sea that was easily restrained by this ghostly trio, and at this moment, he was unable to move under the control of their ghostly power, so he had to raise his internal strength to protect his heart.

Fang Li on the side saw Fang Yan who was besieged, and rushed towards the erratic ghost shadow with all his might.

"Amitabha" A Buddha light descended from the sky, repelling the four ghostly shadows in an instant. The four ghostly shadows transformed into human forms, "It's not the first seat of the Dharma Academy, and one move can easily dissolve our illusions." ”

"Uncle Bitter Zen Master..."The Shaolin disciples retreated to both sides of the old monk, and Fang Li hurriedly stepped forward to support Fang Yan.

"Shaolin Temple for a hundred years, although it enjoys a good reputation, but it has not grudged with the three, what is it to embarrass my Shaolin disciples" Kuzen master threw the Zen staff in his hand to the center of the square, and a burst of Buddha light continued to pour out from the Zen staff, stabbing at the three red-clothed killers in the square.

"Just hand over the Yijin Sutra," four red phantoms flew around the Zen staff, and the Buddha's light was covered with red charm. In an instant, the Zen staff fell to the ground and turned into powder, and a red light approached the Kuzen master.

"Uncle, !!be careful" Fang Li saw that the murderous aura was approaching the bitter Zen master, and hurriedly stepped forward to resist. Unexpectedly, he was pushed away by the left hand of the Kuzen master, and he lifted the internal force with his right hand, and the robe flew under the urging of the internal force. In the face of the powerful murderous aura, the Kuzen master's right hand quickly threw out a palm print, and a beam of Buddha light collided with the ghostly aura that rushed forward.

"A good move, all Buddhas are one. The red-clothed killers were defeated one after another, and a trace of blood gushed from the corners of the mouths of the three of them. The red-clothed killer who had just answered said in a deep voice, "Although it is the power of supreme truth, but..."

"Ahh Take a few steps back. When the disciples of the Fang Zi generation saw that Master Kuzen was stabbed in the eyes by the red-clothed killer, they hurriedly stepped forward to support him. The rest of the Shaolin disciples stepped forward one after another, surrounding the three red-clothed killers, holding monk sticks.

"Master Kuzen, don't forcibly use your luck to drive away the poison" A red-clothed killer took a step forward slightly, with a smug face, he laughed and said, "This poison is refined from the poison of the desert red fire, and the poisoned person has to rely on external forces to delay the poison, if he forcibly expels the poison by his own luck, it will only aggravate the spread of the toxin." ”

When the Kuzen master heard this, he was silent for a moment, and hurriedly stopped his exercises immediately. Everyone behind him came to the three red-clothed killers one after another, "Quickly hand over the antidote!!

"Antidote?" Facing the many Shaolin warrior monks, the three Phantom Killers sneered, "There is no cure for this poison."

"If you don't hand over the antidote, don't want to leave. "The Shaolin Eighteen Arhats rushed from the left side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and everyone put up an Arhat formation to surround the three rainbow shadows.

The faces of the people in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall turned pale. The three red-clothed killers quickly broke through the Arhat array on the field in less than a hundred moves, and many Shaolin warrior monks fell to the ground one after another and couldn't get up, their faces were hideous, and black blood gushed out from the corners of their mouths. Seeing that many warrior monks in Shaolin were still unable to subdue these four red-clothed killers, the two masters of Luohan Hall, Kuyan of the Discipline Academy, and Kuye went into battle in person, and two Buddha lights and three red charms filled everyone in front of everyone. In front of the powerful internal strength of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the three red-clothed killers merged into one, gathered the strength of the three of them, and rushed towards the two high monks of Kuyan and Kuye.

"My Buddha Compassion" Ku Yan and Ku Ye gathered the internal strength of their whole bodies on their fingertips, and the Buddha's light and qi jumped out from the fingertips of the two of them, and the red charm in front of them disappeared in an instant.

"Be careful!" Master Kuzen hurriedly shouted when he heard a torrent rushing in his ears.

The two masters, Kuyan and Kuye, looked around, but they didn't see any trace of the three red-clothed killers, and they only felt that there was a lot of anger above their heads. The two of them threw out a Buddha light in the air, but the red aura was even thicker, and the two of them tried their best to mobilize their whole body strength, but they felt that their internal strength was constantly leaking.

"Hahaha..."The ghostly laughter disappeared above the Daxiong Treasure Hall, gradually disappearing.

Ku Yan and Ku Ye used all their strength to disperse the ghostly aura around them.

"Not good!" Ku Yan, Ku Chan, and Ku Ye felt bad at the same time, and everyone ran in the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and a large number of warrior monks followed behind them.

"Yi Jin Jing, we took it. Three red shadows flashed through the Scripture Pavilion.

"Chase!" Fang Yan led dozens of warrior monks to the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the west side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the two masters of Kuyan and Kuye were about to chase but were stopped by the Kuzen master behind him, "That's it, that's it, the other party is prepared, everyone retreats to the hall first." ”

"Amitabha," Kuyan and Kuye looked at the three people who had disappeared, their faces gloomy. The two of them walked quickly to the side of Master Kuzen and asked with concern, "Senior brother, how are your injuries?"

"Out of the way," the Kuzen master nodded in response.

Everyone helped the Kuzen master to retreat to the Mahavira Hall. Master Kuyan put his hand on Master Kuzen's pulse and sighed, "The toxicity has not entered the internal organs, but the senior brother cannot use internal force, so he has to rely on external force to suppress the toxicity." ”

"Why," Fang Yan asked eagerly.

"Didn't that person say that? This poison is unique to southern Xinjiang, and it melts into the muscles, and the stronger the internal force, the faster it will merge, so it can only be controlled by external forces. Fang Li on the side glanced at Fang Yan.

Master Kuzen sat on the futon and said in a low voice, "Today, Shaolin was almost slaughtered, and more than half of the disciples in the temple were seriously injured. Bitter face and bitter leaf, you stay first. ”

"Yes", all the disciples withdrew from the main hall one after another. The two masters, Kuyan and Kuye, stood quietly aside.