Half a month later, Shomuro Mountain!

A group of two strange young figures appeared here, came to the foot of the mountain, looking up at the towering Shaomuro Mountain, one of them had a somewhat curious expression, and then, they paused, and walked directly towards the bottom of Shaomuro Mountain.

Time passed slowly, a huge white rock, appeared in front of the two of them, on the rock, the dragon flying and phoenix dancing carved three big characters, through the stone tablet, strong and powerful, between the lines of the words all reveal a sense of peace, people can't help but feel an indescribable tranquility in their hearts!

But the two of them only glanced at it, and then they didn't care anymore, but continued to move forward......

Today's Shaomuro Mountain, and the past is also a great change, a very long stone road, straight to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, at a glance, just like a winding python, along the mountain range all the way up, and finally disappeared in the far dark clouds, walking on it, there is a kind of extraordinarily small illusion.

The Shaolin faction, in the uninterrupted inheritance of the Bodhidharma patriarch from generation to generation, has made this ancient sect famous, in the Central Plains, if it were not for fifteen years ago, the contemporary head of the Gusu Murong family, Gusu Nan Murong single-handedly picked up the Shaolin faction, I am afraid, the prestige of the Shaolin faction will be stronger!

The reason for this is that after the new abbot of Shaolin succeeded to the throne, under its construction, the Shaolin faction has finally undergone great changes, and at the same time, it has changed its image to the past, and gradually once again has the prestige of the famous Taidou in the Central Plains!

The pace of the two is not in a hurry, step by step slowly towards the top of the mountain, on both sides of the mountain road, planted with a large tree, these trees are quite huge, it seems that the age should be extremely old, at this time, one of them said to the person next to him: "Murong Ze, this time we have a task, dad let us send this sword sticker to the abbot of Shaolin, you are not allowed to mess around again." ”

"Don't worry!" Murong Ze walked on the stone steps with a big stab, rolled his eyes at Murong Tuo and said, "By the way, big brother, do you know who this Shaolin abbot is?

Murong Tuo was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "I don't know, since my father ordered us to send him a sword sticker, then this Shaolin abbot's martial arts should be very powerful, otherwise my father would not attach so much importance to it!"

When the words fell, Murong Ze also slowly retracted his gaze, with a signature evil smile on his face, and an ulterior cunning in his eyes......

Subsequently, he was too lazy to stay on this stone step too much, directly took Murong Tuo's hand, performed light skills, and gradually increased his pace, and then almost ran wildly, swept towards the top of the mountain, and at the speed of the two of them, it was not a few tea times, and he successfully arrived at the top of the mountain.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the atmosphere is peaceful, although the area here cannot be compared with the Mingjiao Guangming Peak, but it is also quite small, even if it accommodates thousands of people, it is not a problem, the dense Shaolin disciples are practicing neatly, and the sound of shouting is full of energy, gathered together, and the momentum is quite huge.

"Whew!"

In the peaceful Shaolin faction, two figures suddenly flashed out, and then mixed with a rather good momentum, flying from a distance, directly past the monk outside the temple, and rushed to the main hall in the center.

"Who dares to break into the Shaolin faction?" When these two figures appeared, among the Shaolin faction, some angry shouts resounded in the sky, and then only the sound of "Xiu Xiu" was heard, and the figures of Shaolin disciples fell from a distance.

As soon as these two figures fell, they saw more than ten Shaolin monks standing behind them, all holding weapons in their hands, the first two monks were about fifty years old, each holding a convenient shovel in their hands, the crescent moon of the shovel head made out the cold light of the Aomori Forest, the two monks looked blazing, and they knew the deep internal strength at first sight.

Looking at the many Shaolin disciples who suddenly appeared, Murong Tuo also smiled bitterly, looked at Murong Ze beside him and said, "I really regret coming here with you?!"

"You came in with me just now, but now it's my fault?" Murong Ze spread his hands and said to Murong Tuo with an innocent face: "It's useless to say anything now, let's defeat them first!"

Hearing Murong Ze's words, Murong Tuo's face couldn't help but twitch, what do you mean that I am with you? This guy is too shameless to speak, right? Obviously, you pulled me up......

"Boom!"

When Murong Ze and Murong Tuo were arguing, the atmosphere had become tense to an unbearable point, and immediately, someone finally took the lead in holding it back, and stabbed the crescent shovel in his hand at Murong Ze like lightning.

However, Murong Ze was in a state of extreme caution, as soon as this person's figure moved, he was discovered by him, and the internal force in his body suddenly worked, and he immediately clenched the long sword in his hand, and also attacked the sneak attacker: "That bald man is handed over to you!"

The battle between Murong Ze and the Shaolin disciples made the tense atmosphere between the two sides shatter in an instant, and the internal force in Murong Tuo's body also gushed out, the long sword in his hand shook, and then he exchanged hands with another monk led by him, and the atmosphere in the field was completely in chaos.

Suddenly, Murong Ze and Murong Tuo glanced at each other, and the two sword winds shot out in an instant, and the two monks led by each raised their hands to shovel the crescent moon, and the internal force blocked the grid, Murong Tuo and Murong Ze took advantage of the power of this shock, and instantly retreated.

And at this time, the two of them held the Dharma in their hands with a strong wind, hitting in front of the monks, and there was a loud bang, and the dust was flying......

The face of the two monks changed, for fear of being attacked by the two boys, it would be a shame to lose people, and the body moved with the shovel, the two shovels intersected, weaving a light net, protecting the body, waiting until the dust dispersed, but it was empty before meeting, and there were two people there.

After a while, in a remote place in the Shaolin Temple, the leaves shook slightly, and two figures came suddenly, and then sat on the thick branches, leaning against the trunk, and after a few long breaths, Murong Ze said to Murong Tuo: "I was almost surrounded and attacked, damn it, I have the ability to one-on-one with this young man, I will definitely beat him with a lot of fart!"

Murong Tuo's surname was completely opposite to Murong Ze, he smiled bitterly, and said, "This time it is indeed reckless, how do you say that the two of us handed over this sword sticker to the abbot of Shaolin?"

Just as Murong Ze was about to speak, he suddenly heard a voice from his side: "Have you rested enough, come with me when you have enough!"

Hearing this voice, obviously, Murong Ze and Murong Tuo were taken aback, and thought to themselves: "I hold my breath and condense my breath, even if others are close to me, they may not be able to detect that I am lurking here. ”

This person is the "precept monk" in the Shaolin Temple's "Discipline Academy", who is in charge of the behavior of the disciples of this sect, usually walks the rivers and lakes, inspects the merits of his disciples, and his own martial arts are also first-class, in fact, as soon as Murong Tuo and Murong Ze made a move, he had already found out, but he was just curious about the age of the two of them thirteen or fourteen, but they had this martial arts, which was not easy, yes, they had never appeared.

Rao is like this, but he didn't expect these two boys to run against the temple after leaving, and then they showed their origins.

Staring at the person who came, Murong Tuo's brows suddenly frowned, this person had several opportunities to make a move before, but he didn't make a move, looking at his appearance like this, it was more like he was deliberately chasing after himself?

"Naturally, they will go to the precept institute with me first, and the two of you will naturally have to pay the price for trespassing on my Shaolin!"

"Hey, it turned out that you were going to catch us and be punished?" The figure flickered, and Murong Ze said to Murong Tuo: "What should I do?"

Murong Tuo shook his head, clenched the long sword, frowned, and said in a low voice: "What else can I do?"

Faced with this gap in strength, the two of them suddenly had numb scalps, after all, they were limited to their age, the gap between them and this monk holding the precepts was too big, even if they had the help of the body, they were not his opponents, yes, they could only choose to strike first.

"Bang!"

As soon as the footsteps of the monk who held the precepts stepped into the enclosure, a chill surged into his heart, and then he saw the two people in front of him, and the internal force was spitting, and the sword qi was full of strength, and the two sword qi containing great momentum were matched, like a poisonous snake shooting towards his throat.

And just as he was about to make a move, a suction force suddenly surged out from behind, and his figure also retreated involuntarily, and then he felt a flower in front of him, and the two sharp sword shadows dissipated in an instant, and at the same time, a helpless wry smile sounded in the field without warning.

"The two little benefactors of the Murong family are really the same as your father back then, and they don't take me Shaolin in their eyes at all......" (To be continued.) )