Chapter 51: The Heroes (Part II)

Whispering, talking, arguing.

"Everyone, please listen to the old man. The most respected Shaolin abbot stood up and spoke. I have to say that the thousand-year-old temple, although the Shaolin Temple of Mount Tai Beidou was defeated because of the battle of Songshan, but the prestige among the people in the martial arts is still difficult to shake, the words landed, and then the situation of the noise and dispute was pressed down for a moment, and then only a cold and sympathetic sneer sounded.

A fierce figure suddenly stood up and down like a plain between Youji, Youju, Ouyang Qingfeng, Diancang Qianhezi and others from Juxianzhuang, Youju, Tiejianmen, Ouyang Qingfeng, Diancang Qianhezi and others, and then suddenly appeared in the center of the hall, a pair of eyes like ten thousand years of ice flowing with infinite coldness, and the line of sight swept up and down all around, and then fell on the face of Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci, and his words were not polite: "Abbot has something to say, please tell me, but I hope that what the room says is a fact that is true, not hearsay." ”

Xuan Ci smiled slightly, but he didn't take it to heart about the person in front of him, he was very calm and calm, and nodded: "The monks don't speak, and what the old man said is related to the reputation of a generation of Jianghu Junjie, so naturally he is even more cautious, and he will never dare to say anything. ”

Among the more than 20 celebrities from all over the world, the only one who can be regarded as dead set on Mo Dumping Pond is Zuo Qiu Ming, the owner of Zuojiazhuang, and the person who speaks is naturally Zuo Qiu Ming. Although Zuo Qiu Ming has great trust in Mo Dump Chi, he also studied in Shaolin, and he also respects Shaolin very much, and he groaned, but he still listened to Xuan Ci's words and returned to his original position, but the cold look in his eyes still did not change.

Xuan Ci saw this scene in his eyes, but he also pointed out that he knew very well about Zuoqiu Mingxing, a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple who should be regarded as his junior brother. This person has a jealous temperament like hatred, a temperament like fire, the most respected heroes in his life, and the most disgusted liars and hypocrites, so Xuan Ci is not worried that Zuo Qiu Ming will fight for himself next, Xuan Ci knows very well that what he said next is completely true.

Most of the people present are trusted colleagues in the rivers and lakes he invited, but the Gu Mozhi and Song Yangzi who came together are not among them, especially Song Yangzi, who used to be on the top of the peak of the mountain, and did not hesitate to compete with Shaolin with the power of the sect, this person is either a chivalrous warrior with a breezy breeze, or an extremely deep person in the city, Xuan Ci has not had much contact with this person in the past, but just secretly observed, whether it is from this person's look and demeanor, he can conclude that Song Yangzi belongs to the latter.

If on weekdays, Xuan Ci will definitely be cautious, first determine Song Yangzi's intentions and then act, but now it has also entered a situation where it is difficult to delay and do not need to delay, the facts are there, Xuan Ci believes that even if Song Yangzi believes in the ink pouring pool, it is difficult to refute.

Xuan Ci turned around slightly, looked at Gu Mozhi who was standing with a chuckle on the side, arched his hand slightly, and then took out a yellowed cheats that Gu Mozhi was too familiar with, and said: "Master Gu Mozhi, please tell me all the ins and outs of the matter." ”

This matter started from the little monk, and he didn't dare to shirk it. After that, Gu Mozhi walked out of the crowd, took the martial arts cheats from the hands of the abbot of Xuanci, his eyes swept over the crowd, and then he said: "This matter needs to be spoken from two aspects, one or half a year ago, Lao Qu set foot in the Central Plains to invite Mo Dump Chi Mo Gongzi to invite the world's heroes to gather in Shaolin Temple, to see the old man and the Shaolin abbot competition, in the middle of which Lao Qu had given Mo Pour Chi Mo Gongzi a few martial arts cheats, including the Taoist "Xiao Wuxianggong" and "Da Wei Tuo Zhang" two martial arts cheats obtained by the old man by chance; Two months ago, the old man was sent to Shaolin by the beggar gang, and then explained the Shaolin seventy-two stunts with the Shaolin monks and then left Shaolin to secretly follow the ink pouring pool, and finally followed the ink pouring pool to his secret room in Heng Mountain, and finally found one of the Shaolin seventy-two stunts in the dense dark grid, the big Wei Tuo palm, which has handwriting as evidence! According to the formation of the ink pouring pool, it can be concluded that the ink pouring pond Mo Gongzi lived at the foot of the Shaolin Temple Mountain during the days when Master Xuan Bei had an accident, so Lao Wei can conclude that Mo Gongzi of the ink pouring pool is the murderer of Master Xuan Bei of Shaolin. ”

When the words landed, someone immediately retorted: "Ridiculous, the master's words are really full of loopholes, one, the Shaolin seventy-two stunt cultivation does not require diligent study and hard work for dozens of cold and summer skills, Mo Dump Chi is even a genius, I am afraid it is difficult to cultivate in just a few years As for the master of Xuanbei, it is always known that Master Xuanbei died in the hands of the Great Wei Tuo, and there is no trace of other martial arts on his body." 2. According to the master's statement that Master Xuanbei was killed, the few sentences of Mo Dumping Pond Mo Gongzi were at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, that is, the master did not prove that Mo Dumping Pond Mo Gongzi had gone up to Shaomu Mountain and killed Master Xuanbei. ”

The person who spoke was Songyangzi, who had been silent.

As soon as Songyangzi's words came out, he immediately received the approval of Zuo Qiu Ming's strong support for Mo Tianchi and others, but Gu Mozhi was not in a hurry, raised his hand and held the yellowed martial arts secret book, raised it high, and said: "Songshan has used many martial arts such as the Flower Finger, Pranya Palm, Donkey Kong Palm, and King Kong Arhat among the Shaolin Seventy-two Martial Arts, and I actually tell you that it has only been about three years to practice these martial arts, but you can cultivate the power of these martial arts to the point where you are like Abbot Xuanci** The reason for the power of success is not that Lao Qu is talented in martial arts, but because Lao Qu has practiced the Taoist Xiao Wuxiang Gong, which can simulate the world's martial arts, although it can only be regarded as the essence, but it is enough to make it difficult for most people to distinguish the time, so it is possible that Mo Gongzi is familiar with the Great Wei Tuo technique. ”

"The second is that when Lao Gu said before, there is ironclad evidence in this great Vedic method. Saying this, Kumachi handed the book to Xuan Ci.

After a slight pause, Qiao Feng continued with Gu Mozhi's words and said: "Regarding Xiao Wuxianggong's ability to simulate the characteristics of martial arts in the world, this point has been spoken by the master of the family and Zaixia, and it is true, and about the whereabouts of Mo Gongzi in the ink dumping pool, after the abbot master came to Suzhou, he specially entrusted me to check it again, and it is indeed correct." ”

At this time, Song Yangzi's face was gloomy and extremely unsightly, Zuo Qiu Ming also changed his coldness just now, his face was pale, and his capable face showed indescribable old age and exhaustion at this moment, and he was ten years old in an instant.

Although Xuan Ci was a little unbearable, but things must not let go of this great opportunity because of a momentary thought, although his next words will completely destroy the impression of Mo Dump Chi in the hearts of many people on the rivers and lakes, Xuan Ci said: "Many of you are friendly with Mo Dump Chi Mo Gongzi, you should recognize Mo Dump Chi Mo Gongzi's notes, this Shaolin Da Wei Tuo palm on the title page will record the handwriting of Mo Dump Chi, you can circulate it one by one." Then Xuan Ci handed over this Great Vedic Palm to Qiao Feng first.

Then Qiao Feng walked to meet with the twenty-seven martial arts celebrities present, spread out the title page of this martial arts secret book, and gave everyone to read one by one.

Anyone who had read the words in the book had a drastic change in their countenance, and their expressions were horrified and shocked, as if they had seen a mountain in the sky pressing down.

Half an hour later, Qiao Feng withdrew the cheats from Ouyang Qingfeng, the head of the Iron Sword Sect.

There was no silence in the hall, as if you were in a ghost.

Xuan Ci stood up, his gaze swept over everyone, and finally landed on Zuo Qiu Ming, who looked like a dead heart, and said: "Senior Brother Zuo, among those of us, you have the deepest friendship with Mo Gongzi, and you are proficient in the way of calligraphy discrimination. ”

Zuo Qiu Ming stood stunned, and sighed for a long, long time, and his voice was no longer as high and cold as just now, and sighed: "That's right, that's Mo ...... The handwriting of the ink pouring pool. After speaking, Zuo Qiu Ming seemed to have lost all his strength, and sat in his seat decadently.

Xuan Ci couldn't bear to embarrass this hard-hit chivalrous man, pointed to the calligraphy unfolded by Xuan Sheng and Xuan Lone, and said: "This calligraphy was given to me by Mo Gongzi Mo, if you still can't believe it, you can compare the two." ”

Exactly the same handwriting, the words reveal exactly the same temperament, and it is undoubtedly the font of the ink pouring pool.

The most shocked person at this moment is undoubtedly Zuo Qiu Ming, who has a look of trust in Mo Dump Chi, but the person who has set off a lot of waves in his heart is Murong Fu, at this moment Murong Fu is still recalling which line of words is recorded on the title page of [Da Wei Tuo Palm]: The battle of Songshan, Shaolin was defeated by the hands of Gu Mozhi, and the status of the rivers and lakes plummeted.

At this moment, the three of them, Gong Ye Qian, and Bao Wei were already filled with righteous indignation, and Murong Fu could no longer maintain his calmness just now, and his face changed. Unlike the two-faced intentions revealed by the three great ministers who were angry at the words of the Ink Dumping Pool, Murong Fu wondered if the handwriting on the Ink Dumping Pool in the palm of the Great Wei Tuo stolen by Gu Mozhi was a trap deliberately designed by the Ink Dumping Pool.

But this thought was quickly wiped out by the righteous indignation of everyone present, if this was the case, wouldn't Mo Dump Chi take the initiative to plunge himself into a place of no return, thinking of this, a gloomy and cold flash in Murong Fu's eyes, he suddenly stood up and patted the table hard, and said in a deep voice: "What is said in the book, my Murong Fu is determined to seek justice from Mo Dump Chi, my Murong family has no grievances and no enmity with him, why frame me." ”

Nan Murong's words landed, and in an instant, it also meant that the people in the martial arts present had turned from supporting the Ink Dumping Pool to fighting against the Ink Dumping Pool.

Gu Mozhi, who had quietly withdrawn from everyone's attention and was focused on the gloom, looked at Murong Fu, who dared to express his attitude first in the world, there was no admiration in his eyes, only cold ridicule, and the cold light in his eyes flashed.

"Tiger Father and Dog Son!" In his heart, Gu Mozhi forgot to think calmly about Murong Fu's evaluation of being eager for quick success and quick profit, eager to return to the country.

It is conceivable that the events listed by Qiao Feng, Xuan Ci and others will push the ink dumping pool to the target of the public, and the embattled situation, and the ink dumping pool's strategy has been quietly completed here.

"Ink Dumping Pool, Ink Dumping Pool, what kind of secret hand are you hiding to turn defeat into victory?" Gu Mozhi sighed in his heart, although Ink Dumping Pond seemed to be walking on thin ice, he had an indescribable trust in Ink Dumping Pool, probably the reason why he witnessed the horror and strength of Ink Tilting Pool.