readx;? Zhao Ming finally rushed to Shaolin, there was no other reason, just because Shaolin at this moment will soon become a gathering place for people from all walks of life in this world, and the news on such an occasion is also the most well-informed, Zhao Ming can't think of any better way to find Jujian at the moment, so he can only go to Shaolin first, maybe he can find out what news at that time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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In front of Shaomu Mountain, Zhao Ming looked at the wide mountain gate, and talked in his heart, this is his home, he came to the first place in the world to make himself a memory, but it is also a place that he hates, after leaving the Tianshan Mountain, Zhao Ming spent three months to come here, not how far away the route is, but Zhao Ming is entangled along the way, he doesn't know whether his decision is right or wrong, how can he face his master again? For the old monk who has always been tolerant and caring for him, how did he open his mouth and tell him that he has an uncommon hatred for Shaolin?

As for Xuan Ci, Zhao Ming no longer cares about it at the moment, Shaolin first is the only thing that makes him jealous of the sweeping monk and the mysterious backyard, those hidden forces Zhao Ming doesn't know if he can't help but make a move after he makes a move, I think that Xuandu's uncle said that he came out of that place, and now thinking about Xuandu's absolute half-step congenital, Zhao Ming even guessed that Xuandu is likely to be an innate existence.

Such an existence is just an existence that goes out to run errands, and you can imagine what kind of power is hidden in it.

In fact, Zhao Ming really thought too much, Xuandu said that his Tao was not in Shaolin, so he was responsible for running around for Shaolin, but it made Zhao Ming think about it.

However, Zhao Ming finally stood here, looking at this mountain gate that had experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain, Zhao Ming's heart was full of bitter and bitter flavors, and he was thrown in place for a while, not knowing where to go.

"Little master, I don't know if I can let it go, you are blocking our way......" Just when Zhao Ming was still immersed in memories, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him, Zhao Ming turned around and saw a big man really standing behind him and looking at him, followed by some people, who seemed to be waiting for Zhao Ming to leave.

Zhao Ming smiled without saying a word, and walked directly towards the mountain.

But before Zhao Ming walked halfway up the mountain, a few people rushed past him, shouting as he walked: "Don't hurry up, I heard that the mountain is really lively, it seems that a Tibetan monk is challenging the Shaolin monk, it's exciting, it's late, but there is no good show......" Before the words fell, a few people had already run far away, and the people in the martial arts on the mountain road all seemed to be rushing to the mountain as if they had beaten chicken blood, most of them came to Shaolin to watch the excitement, and a few of them were really to help Shaolin, but it was just good.

Zhao Ming also heard the man's words, and his brows couldn't help frowning, he knew that Gu Mozhi came to Shaolin to smash the field, and he was not ready to help or anything, how could he sell it to help if his feud with Xuan Ci was not counted, but he didn't know if Xuzhu would rush out as stupidly as in the original book, now he is not as powerful as in the original book, at most he is just a meat shield with deep internal strength.

"It seems that I still have to go in and have a look...... Zhao Ming finally couldn't rest assured, his steps were a little step, and his body jumped a few times and floated towards the top of the mountain.

Zhao Ming's movements were very fast, and he arrived at the temple gate in an instant, at this time, there was not even a guest monk at the entrance of Shaolin Temple, and Zhao Ming didn't pay attention to these details, and went directly to the place in his memory.

Zhao Ming galloped, and soon arrived at the place where the crowd gathered, and when he saw that there was still only Gu Mozhi alone in the field, Zhao Ming's heart couldn't help but relax, at least he could be sure that Xu Zhu was still honestly staying at the master's place at this moment.

Zhao Ming didn't have the leisure to visit Gu Mozhi's performance there, and his eyes were directly on the Shaolin side looking for the wisdom wheel and the void bamboo.

After a few glances back and forth, Zhao Ming saw Xuzhu, at this moment he was still standing behind Huilun in a daze, and Huilun was still so weak, Zhao Ming couldn't help but feel a sour when he saw Huilun's nose, Huilun is not a person who is good at words, all his concerns are put in his usual every move, whether it is for Xuzhu or for himself.

Zhao Ming didn't come forward to meet Hui Lun, although Zhao Ming didn't know if Xuan Ci had spread rumors in Shaolin that he was a traitor or wanted himself in the rivers and lakes, but he still didn't want to cause trouble for his master, although Xuan Ci at this moment was no longer in his eyes, maybe he would transfer his hatred to Hui Lun and Xuzhu after finding that he couldn't take Zhao Ming down.

Just when he sighed, Xuanji finally couldn't bear the provocation of Gu Mozhi, Zhao Ming looked at this burly monk, and couldn't help but shake his head, although Xuanji's strength has also reached the peak of the first-class realm, but after all, it is not at the top, even if the seventy-two stunts of cultivation can only be helplessly defeated in the face of absolute strength.

There was no suspense at the ending, and Xuanji was completely defeated, and he was directly seriously injured by his famous stunts.

Just when Xuanji was knocked out by a slap of his fingers, Zhao Ming's eyes instantly aimed at the action of Xuzhu standing behind Huilun and getting up to save him, Zhao Ming directly sucked a maple leaf from the ground and threw it out at Xuzhu.

Suddenly hit Xuzhu's ankle impartially, and the figure that Xuzhu was about to lift softened suddenly, and the fat monk who was in charge of the vegetable garden standing next to him hurriedly supported Xuzhu.

Huilun in front also felt the movement behind him, and hurriedly turned around to check, and was relieved to see that Xuzhu was fine.

And at this moment, Zhao Ming couldn't help but smile when he saw that Xuzhu didn't continue to stand up, for him, as long as Shaolin was okay with the few people he couldn't let go, what did Shaolin's life and death have to do with him.

Xuanji didn't have the help of Xuzhu, and the whole person smashed to the ground gorgeously, and just as he was about to lift it, a stream of blood spurted out from Final 2.

Xuan Ci couldn't stand at this time, and a little stone under his feet floated directly to Xuanji's side, and a few clicks on his body stopped Xuanji's injury before he stood up and looked at Gu Mozhi who was standing not far away.

"It seems that the national teacher really wants to see my Shaolin's seventy-two stunt kung fu, then the old man has two tricks with the national teacher, so that the national teacher can see the true power of my Shaolin stunt......" After speaking, Xuan Ci took a moment of the robe on his body, and the robe fell down, and it floated directly into the hands of the monk standing next to him. (To be continued.) )