The old monk in the yellow robe clasped his hands together and smiled at Jian Nanhong, "Good, old man Hongfeng, the donor Yin Ye came here at night, and he was destined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After the old monk signed up for the number, he was the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Elder Hongfeng, Jian Nanhong hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted, and submitted the registration number, Jiang Shuyuan also hurried forward to sign up.

The old monk in front of him was indeed Elder Hongfeng, the head abbot of Shaolin Temple, after hearing the two sign up, the elder suddenly smiled magnanimously, and pointed to the tall old monk who had fought with Jian Nanhong before; This is the overseas Dongying Island country of the great monk Elder Nexiu, Elder Nexiu is a hereditary royal family before becoming a monk, since childhood in the Great Xiangguo Temple, ten years ago to our temple, he once the Great Xiangguo Temple of the Great Light Treasure Book and the Thunder Sound Secret of the Temple of our temple to do a detailed comparison, unfortunately stolen, Elder Nexiu returned to China without shame, but also to prove that there is no suspicion, claiming that he will never return to China if he does not recover the treasure book secrets, and because the treasure book was stolen, so he has some misunderstanding of Liang Shang's behavior, and there is a misunderstanding of the two donors just now. ”

Jian Nanhong, Jiang Shuyuan only then understood, no wonder Elder Nexiu was furious when he saw their face, and his shot was heavy-handed, and the two of them hurriedly apologized to Elder Hongfeng and Elder Nexiu, "Two elders, the younger generation came recklessly, I am really embarrassed, I would like to apologize to the two elders!"

Elder Hongfeng shook his hand and said, "The two donors don't have to blame themselves, the old man only came out of the customs yesterday, you came just in time today, and it can be regarded as fate, the two of them are in Luoyang City and the origin of the temple, the old man is already clear, come with the old man." ”

Seeing that Elder Hongfeng was going to take the two benefactors to the secret room meditation room to talk, Elder Nexiu hurriedly raised his hand and said goodbye.

In a quiet meditation room, the little novice sent fragrant tea, the giant candle in the meditation room was as bright as day, a few tables were clear, the four walls were snow-white, and there was a big ancient seal Buddha character on the wall in the middle, Elder Hongfeng slowly stood up from the rosewood chair, his eyes fell on a frame of vertical on the side wall, he pointed to the vertical banner, and Jian Nanhong, who was sitting on the chair next to him, Jiang Shuyuan said slowly, "Please see the donor of the phoenix and the prodigal son, please see-"

Jian Nanhong, Jiang Shuyuan listened to the gesture of Elder Hongfeng, and the vertical banner hanging on the side wall reads;

Jian Nanhong, Jiang Shuyuan two faced the vertical banner, couldn't help but be stunned, the vertical verse turned out to be from the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lin Sheng's "Title Lin'an Residence" seven-law poem, the original poem; The ambiguous wind smokes the tourists drunk, and directly takes Hangzhou as Bianzhou. The original words are just the poet's lamentation of the fall of the north at that time, the new emperor retreated to the south of the Yangtze River, moved the capital to Lin'an, sang and danced luxuriously all day long, drunk and dreamed of death, did not think of recovering the lost land, and regained the rivers and mountains.

I don't know why the Shaolin monk wanted to take the first line of this poem and hang it on the wall, and also changed the first mountain character of the line to the word heaven? Jian Nanhong was puzzled for a while, so he had to turn his head to look at Elder Hongfeng, and looked at the monk with puzzled eyes, hoping that he would enlighten the maze.

Elder Hongfeng paced back and forth leisurely, and when he saw the two benefactors looking at him blankly, he sat back on the chair, his eyes still fell on the vertical banner, and he said, "The two donors must have wondered why our temple changed the first word of the first line of the seven-line poem of the ancient people of the Southern Song Dynasty? Why did only the first line of the sentence be written and hung on the wall? Because this changed line implicates the current situation in the rivers and lakes, some of the major entanglements and turmoil on the rivers and lakes are related to this line of poetry, including the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace that suddenly rose to martial arts......"

Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan glanced at each other, their hearts were secretly shocked, and they couldn't help but cheer up, and looked at the vertical banner curiously again.

Elder Hongfeng continued to explain leisurely, "More than ten years ago, there were three wind and dust wizards in the martial arts, known as the three elders of the martial arts, namely the 'Outer Heaven Heavenly Man' Dongfang Xianyun, and the 'Outer Mountain Man' Yuwen Yehe,' Outside the building, the people of the building 'Yue Xilou, the three of them have their own unique skills, the Oriental Xianyun is a master of all kinds of martial arts in the world, especially the palm of the internal strength of the Nantian, Yuwen Yehe's swordsmanship is a combination of rigidity and dexterity, fierce and domineering, can be called the Central Plains Sword King, Yue Xilou martial arts is slightly ordinary, but he has a deep study of the martial arts weapons of all sects and factions in the world, the secret weapon is deeply studied, and he knows it well, all-encompassing, and the three people and dragons see the head and the end, and generally just ask the rivers and lakes right and wrong......"

Speaking of this, Elder Hongfeng's face suddenly became solemn, he sighed softly, and continued, "Alas, there was a serious case ten years ago, and the 'Louwai Louren' Yue Xilou suddenly sneaked to our temple and stole the 'Lei Yin Secret Guide' and the 'Great Light Treasure Book' of the Great Xiangguo Temple that Elder Nexiu of the Dongying Daxiangguo Temple was referring to. Although the Great Light Treasure Book is the Mahayana Zen Sutra of Buddhism, but in fact it is the superior secret of martial arts, there is his shirt in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he was almost caught by the monks of the temple on the spot, at that time shook the temple, the monks were used to being angry and believed that it was Yue Xilou, because the hobby of Yue Xilou's life is to like the secret score of martial arts of various sects, and even like to get a secret book and do not hesitate to care about life, so the temple selected masters to form a strong team to pursue Yue Xilou, but the pursuit of the people and horses in the middle of a dark night was masked the head of the three eldersThe 'Outer Heaven Celestial Man' Dongfang Xianyun was killed in pieces, and our temple once again formed a strong team to chase down Yue Xilou and deal with Dongfang Xianyun, but unexpectedly, the men and horses sent out were defeated by the sword of the 'Mountain Man Outside the Mountain' Yuwen Yehe and returned ......"

"So it's the three elders who joined forces to commit the crime, the purpose is to get the secret of our temple and the treasure book of the Great Xiangguo Temple?" Hearing this, Jiang Shuyuan couldn't help but interject and asked, the legend says that the three elders of the martial arts are arrogant, and it seems impossible to join forces to do such a lowly theft.

Elder Hongfeng smiled bitterly, "At that time, the people of our temple were so angry that even the old man was so angry that he could not distinguish the authenticity, and issued a martial arts iron Buddha order, and invited the world's elite masters to gather in our temple, and our temple also reprimanded the four elders and the five monks of the Dharma Hall to form the most elite force in the world. Outside the Heavens, 'Dongfang Xianyun, Dongfang Xianyun is not as powerful as the legend, after several fights, he was killed by my strong team, one of his disciples, Ouyang Qingying, escaped after killing a number of strong team masters, and then the strong team raided' Outside the mountain, the mountain people 'Yuwen Yehe, it just so happened that Yue Xilou was also there, his son Yue Fang Hongtou practiced swordsmanship under the Yuwen Yehe Gate, Yue Xilou may have heard some rumors to report the news, the strong team did not allow him to argue, rushed forward together, that time the fight was extremely fierce and tragic, the strong team of heroes killed and injured more than half of the Yuwen wild crane, Yue Xilou was killed, Yue Fanghong was injured and escaped, the strong team of heroes has been chased to the East China Sea, or he escaped......"

Jian Nanhong was also stimulated by this appalling past, and his heart was very unhappy, and he couldn't help but reproach Elder Hongfeng, "Forgive the students for being rude, your temple didn't have enough evidence to prove that it was the secret book and treasure book stolen by the Yue seniors, and the person who was robbed and killed in the middle of the road, because he was masked, he can't be sure that he is the Dongfang senior among the three elders?" If there is a little negligence and misunderstanding, or it is framed and used by traitors, this is not a big injustice, the abbot did not take into account the power of this at that time, how can your faction explain to the world?"

Elder Hongfeng's face was blue for a while, white for a while, full of guilt, and he responded reverently; The sword donor is reasonable, when the old man was indeed too hasty and reckless in deciding this matter, he couldn't regret it, and he had been guilty in his heart, and the old man attached too much importance to the secret of the temple and the treasure book of the Great Xiangguo Temple, and wanted people to come to the temple with the treasure book from thousands of miles away, which was the admiration and trust of the temple, well, it was also the sudden incident at that time, Dongfang Xianyun, Yu Wen Yehe killed many of my monks, and after thinking about it, it seems to be a trap set by someone, so that the old man can not be left and right......"

Jiang Shuyuan frowned on the side, and asked again, "Then what happened to the development of the matter, and how could it be related to the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace?"

Elder Hongfeng sighed deeply, his pale eyes were gloomy, and his essence was faint, and he looked at Jiang Shuyuan and replied; After the matter the rivers and lakes calmed down, the secret book of our temple and the great Xiangguo temple is like a stone sinking into the sea, I don't know where to go, but not too many teenagers, the heavenly demon mysterious palace rises in the rivers and lakes, the number of martial arts they make is related to the martial arts of the Oriental Xianyun, and also related to the secret of the temple and the treasure book of the Great Xiangguo Temple, all kinds of signs show that someone will combine these kinds of martial arts together, and create another sect, and then think back to the original case, the whole case in the three old people escaped only two people, one is far away overseas in the country of Fusang, and the other has disappeared in the country, it is obvious that the secret of the temple and the treasure book of the Great Xiangguo Temple should be in the hands of this hidden person, it is not difficult to imagine that he is talented and intelligent, kneading several kinds of martial arts to create their own way, it should be said that it is the Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, it is very likely that everything at the beginning was a trap and a game carefully set by him, this person is deep in the city, keen and meticulous, and the threat to the Jianghu martial arts is quite large, but as a disciple of Dongfang Xianyun, why should he do this?"

Jiang Shuyuan said thoughtfully, "He inherited the martial arts of Dongfang Yumen, and he has been on top of the martial arts peak, overlooking the martial arts of the world, there is no reason to peek at the martial arts of other sects?"

Jian Nanhong also echoed and said, "It is said on the rivers and lakes that the predecessors of the East are noble and arrogant by nature, and the disciples he trained should also be a little indulgent and arrogant, cherish their reputation, and disdain to be third-rate thieves?"

Abbot Hongfeng looked at the two young chivalrous sons, nodded and continued; The two donors said a little bit, this point is really puzzling, but what happened in the next few years has made the old man's speculation have been somewhat confirmed, this Heavenly Demon Mysterious Palace Master is indeed gifted and supernatural, and his understanding is all over the sky, he combines several martial arts with the original Heavenly Demon Divine Skill, and finds another way, unique wisdom, he used a short time to train a group of Demon Palace Sect people, this group of Demon Palace Men are all outstanding in martial arts, and they are already first-class masters, they infiltrate the rivers and lakes, secretly coerce and co-opt some other weak sects, or put themselves incognito into some powerful sects, and use treacherous tricks to win the trust of the head of the house, so as to achieve the goal of finally stealing the position of the head of the house, When the opportunity is ripe, the Demon Palace will dominate the rivers and lakes, but now it seems that the Demon Palace is also colluding with the Manchu Tatars outside the Guan, his ambition is not small, not only for the Jianghu martial arts, but also for the Ming Dynasty, he wants to destroy the Central Plains of China, the Demon Palace Lord Demon has penetrated into the bone marrow, is close to madness, so coherent, it is not difficult to analyze, everything that happened is the palace master has already been carefully planned and laid out the game, no wonder Dongfang Xianyun was not as powerful as the legend, it was easy to be killed by the powerful forces, he must have been secretly drugged in advance, the amount of the drug is appropriate, and it is too late when he starts to find out, and the person who has taken this drug is naturally only his disciple, This person may have been pretending to be Yue Xilou, Yu Wen Ye Crane, Dongfang Xianyun, stealing the sky to save the sun, hiding the sky and crossing the sea, and introducing Lao Qu Temple and the martial arts team into Qitu, and Lao Qu only figured out these things after the fact......"

Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan listened to the abbot's words, and then recalled that the Demon Palace was in Tianwei Gate, and the methods and practices of the White Horse Dart Bureau also felt very reasonable, Jian Nanhong thought for a moment, and still asked uneasily, "All this is the speculation and speculation of the elders, and there is no conclusive evidence?

Abbot Hongfeng gently stroked his beard with his hand, his pupils contracted, and he replied with a look of pain; Afterwards, Lao Wei inspected the corpse wounds of the monks of our temple and other martial arts masters who were injured by the Demon Palace, and for more than ten years, he was worried and pondered, and finally he could conclude that his martial arts were the thunder sound gong of my Buddhism and the kung fu in the treasure book of the Great Xiangguo Temple, and if it was easy to find evidence, the demon palace master would not be a character, and the demon palace would not rise so quickly, crisscrossing the martial arts, and be rampant for a while, all its actions would not be so fast and more than lightning, and it would not be resolute, and the demon palace master would not lay out a game that could be called the wonder of the world, a bloody and bloody bureau that has not yet been broken？”

"The elder abbot has analyzed it well," Jian Nanhong pondered slightly, and then asked, "But the student doesn't understand, the secret of martial arts is also a major secret of your temple, why does the elder abbot tell this to the two outsiders of the juniors?"

"Alas," Elder Hongfeng sighed heavily, stretched out his hand to pick up the fragrant tea on the table and took a sip, and then put it down, his expression was serious, his pale eyes flashed, and he said solemnly and solemnly, "The matter of the two donors is already known, Jiang Shi's experience is sympathetic, and at the same time, Jiang Shi's indomitable will is even more awe-inspiring for Xue Shi's revenge...... "Speaking of this, the elder abbot looked at Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan carefully.

Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan both felt that there was a surging momentum in the eyes of the elder abbot, and they were worthy of the head of Taishan for a generation.

Abbot Hongfeng continued, "In fact, the matter of the Jiang donor is too small compared with the overall situation of the martial arts, and the Gongsun donor is just an ordinary small person, the two donors should be open-minded, and the old man invited the two donors to talk about the major events and fortunes of today's martial arts......"

Jian Nanhong, Jiang Shu was willing to listen to the tone of the abbot of Hongfeng, as if there was something important to explain, the two of them couldn't help but be secretly surprised, thinking that the things that the abbot Hongfeng wanted to explain must have something to do with the current situation of the martial arts, cheer up at the moment and listen carefully.

"Lao Qu stargazing at night, with the number of Mahayana gods speculated, the world will soon be in turmoil, the martial arts rivers and lakes will also be magnificent, our temple has a catastrophe, this is also a mortal teaching of good and evil, if our temple can not avoid the catastrophe, the Central Plains martial arts will not be able to pounce, the evil forces will flood the world, that situation will be unimaginable?"

"Elder, Abbot, please be brief and concise. Jiang Shuyuan saw that the elder abbot did not directly explain the reason for the situation, so he couldn't help but urge.

Abbot Hongfeng smiled faintly, nodded and said, "Okay, Lao Gu is simple and direct, according to the situation grasped by our temple, the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace will have a big move, directly aimed at our temple, more than ten years ago by our temple and the martial arts force chased and killed the 'Louwailou people' Yue Xilou's son Yue Fanghong, has fled to the country of Fusang in Dongying, these years he has practiced hard and diligently, combining the martial arts of the Central Plains with the ninjutsu martial arts of the Dongying Island country, has formed a unique climate, and is also ranked among the four princes of the world, the name' Blood Wolf Son', threatened to return to the Central Plains soon, to bloody the Central Plains Wulin and our temple, for his father, master, Shi Bai to avenge his father, master, Shi Bai in the Western Regions Ghost Palace in the West Gate Thousand Stacks of Lang, is also the four sons of the 'Yin Dude', will come to the temple in the near future to challenge, the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace is to wait for these two people and horses to fight with the temple, while the temple is tired and overwhelmed, in one fell swoop, this is exactly what the old man is worried about. ”

"Elder Abbot," Jian Nanhong saw that Abbot Hongfeng was a little worried and confused, and couldn't help asking, "Your faction is the first faction of the Central Plains Martial Arts, with many talents and elites, are you still afraid of the Blood Wolf Prince, the Yin Playboy and the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace?"

Abbot Hongfeng shook his head and said, "Immeasurable the energy of the four great princes in the world, let's just say the sword donor, just now when the old man saw you and Elder Nexiu do it, in a few moves, the light body of Ling Zong has been unprecedentedly amazing, the faint Qianjun potential hidden in both palms, even the old monk who has been cultivating for decades with thunder sound skills is also shocked, it is really terrifying! That blood wolf prince is even more legendary to be the first sword in the world in the Dongying Island country. Martial Arts King Sword', when Wang Jian was cast into a test edge, three hundred Dongying warriors fell in a pool of blood in an instant, what kind of sharp sword moves and edges were that? It is conceivable that Wang Jian's murderous aura, the blood wolf boy has practiced such a sharp sword killing in just over ten years, I have to say that it is a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years, which can contribute to him becoming a generation of peak swordsmen, one of the very important reasons is that he is full of hatred and hatred, revenge to crazy mentality, just imagine, although the four elders in the temple are also the Beidou elders in the martial arts, but their noble cultivation may be difficult to stop the revenge of the bloody killing, a moment of carelessness, the loss of the reputation of the temple is small, to cast a shadow on the Central Plains martial arts will make the Central Plains martial arts depressed, the old monk racked his brains for this, depressed for a long time, look at the world, The only ones that can block Wang Jian are Nanxiu Gongzi's 'Bird King Xiao Tiangang' soft sword and Beijun Tianlong Gongzi's Tianlong Sword, and when the time comes, I am afraid that I will trouble the two sons to come to our temple to help, and if necessary, I will stop Wang Jian......"

Jian Nanhong was silent, his eyebrows twitching slightly.

Abbot Hongfeng sighed deeply, looked at Jian Nanhong and said; Sword donor and our temple Yuantong five monks a battle, but also show the inadequacy and clumsiness of our temple, Yuantong to the head of the old disciple identity, ignoring other elders, bold, actually invited out of the Vajra Mahayana dragon to deal with the donor, fortunately in the donor broad-minded, in the case of being forced, ready to go out of the sword to crack the Vajra Mahayana dragon in an instant, taking into account the overall situation, willing to be injured, this kind of life and death outside the degree of benevolence and righteousness, so that the old man and the monks of the temple all admired the five bodies to the ground, two hundred years ago, your faction of Xuanji Zi Dao Chang a sword to kill the temple in the dark, although in the end or defeated under the Vajra Mahayana dragon, but with his talent and intelligenceIn fact, that battle has made the temple tremble for many years, and the temple has also made a careful study of the sharp sword path of your faction, and there are defensive skills in the routine, but Yuantong completely ignored it, which shows that he is narrow-minded and wastes his careful cultivation and training. ”

Jian Nanhong felt that the abbot of Hongfeng was completely treating himself and Jiang Shuwan as a good friend, and all the things he talked about were heartfelt words, and he was deeply moved in his heart, thinking that he was a generation of Taishan Beidou Grandmaster, and he could treat a young man who had just come out of the rivers and lakes as a bosom friend, without the slightest dignity and humility, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Shuyuan, and saw that Jiang Shuyuan's eyes also flashed with a soft light, and he should feel the same way as himself.

In fact, everything that the abbot of Hongfeng is worried about is all reasonable, although the Shaolin Temple is full of masters, people are strong and strong, but it is really difficult to deal with the martial arts king sword that slashes three hundred warriors in one breath, as well as the treacherous and vicious ghost master and the cruel and brutal Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace.

Jiang Shuyuan suddenly asked, "Elder Abbot, your temple's Great Universe Thunder Sound Gong and Vajra Mahayana Dragon are the supreme divine power arrays in the world, are you still afraid of the Blood Wolf Prince's Martial Arts King Sword?"

Abbot Hongfeng's cheeks and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble a few times, and he replied, "When the time comes, blood wolves, ghosts, and heavenly demons will be surrounded by many powerful enemies, and the Vajra Mahayana Dragon will definitely not be able to attack easily, I am afraid that it will be used to deal with the Heavenly Demon Palace in the end-" Speaking of this, his eyes were still fixed on Jian Nanhong Dao;" If Wang Jian is mighty, invincible, and prematurely forced out Lao Qu and King Kong Mahayana Dragon, this big duel, our temple and the Central Plains martial arts will be defeated, so we can only ask the sword donor to stop Wang Jian, and also ask the sword donor to look at the face of our temple and the Central Plains martial arts, let go and fight with Wang Jian. ”

Jian Nanhong didn't expect Elder Hongfeng to directly delegate such an important task to himself, and his attitude and language were so sincere, thinking of Wang Jian, who could be as famous as himself, couldn't help but boil his blood and became slightly excited.

When I looked at Abbot Hongfeng again, I saw that his eyes were full of trust and encouragement.

Jian Nanhong wanted to say something, but didn't say it, just smiled faintly and nodded.

Abbot Hongfeng stood up, smiling all over his face, his expression seemed relaxed, and he looked at Jiang Shuyuan again; Jiang Shizhu, the turbidity is self-turbid, the clear is self-clear, when the time comes, self-identification of turbidity, that Gongsun donor can defeat all walks of life in Zhongzhou, and it is also a generation of heroes, but since he was defeated by Jiang Shizhu, he hid in the temple all day long, as if he was afraid of something, of course the person he was afraid of was not the donor and others, there should be another powerful person, according to Lao Gao's observation, it should be a person from the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace, only the people of the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace will make a master like the Gongzi donor feel scared, restless, and see what he does next, if you can find out some clues of the Demon Palace on him, it is very helpful to investigate the origin of the Shenqing Demon Palace。 ”

After listening to the elder abbot's words of great wisdom, Jiang Shuyuan suddenly felt that his heart suddenly brightened, and the spiritual platform was clear, so he quickly stood up and said respectfully to the abbot Hongfeng, "Thank you Elder Abbot for your guidance, the last school has always suspected that he has colluded with the Demon Palace, in order to take care of the overall situation of the martial arts, the rivers and lakes are calm, what is the point of being wronged by the last school?"

Abbot Hongfeng nodded with satisfaction, his gaze was clear and transparent, and there was also a trace of deep and confused qi flowing, he pondered for a moment, and then looked at Jiannan Hongdao;" The rivers and lakes can produce two donors such talents, but also the Central Plains martial arts is not declining, the main force to turn the tide, resolve the catastrophe of the temple, the real merit is immeasurable, the two donors will be the middle of the Central Plains martial arts in the future, this time the magic palace not only to appear, but also bring together many masters outside the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the momentum is not small, the old man really wants to come up with a foolproof strategy, the hour is late at night, the two donors please go back. ”

Jian Nanhong saw that the elder abbot was talking about the guest, and he knew in his heart that he was worried about the matter of the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace, and he was under a lot of pressure, so he hurriedly stood up and hugged his fists and said, "Disturb the elder abbot Qing Xiu, and the student will leave." ”

Seeing this, Jiang Shuyuan also hugged his fists and saluted goodbye.

"A wave is not settled, a wave is rising, the two donors are proud and upright, and they will be able to ride the boat smoothly in the wind and rain, Amitabha!" Elder Hongfeng returned the salute, his pupils were slightly constricted, his essence was faint, and his eyes contained a great sustenance.

Jian Nanhong, Jiang Shuyuan said goodbye to the abbot of Hongfeng, out of the backyard meditation room, the two did not want to alarm the other monks, or shot on the roof, showed lightness, stepped on the eaves and crossed the ridge, and found the way out of the Shaolin Temple.

Out of the Shaolin Temple, the two of them just wanted to see Meng Di and the others, and they couldn't help but be anxious, so they accelerated their light skills, walked like flying, walked through Lin Tengyan, and were in the middle of the line, and suddenly found that there was a faint voice of someone in the depths of the woods in front of them.

Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan immediately stopped their figures, glanced at each other, and quietly touched the depths of the woods, under a wall rock in the depths of the woods, there were faint figures and speakers, and there were several white-clothed people around the woods, holding long swords, as if they were guarding something.

Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan didn't dare to get too close, so they had to watch from afar and listen with their ears pricked up.

Under the moonlight, there was a scribe standing in front of the rock wall, his long robe was flying, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he was straight, his body was steep, and he invisibly exuded a faint majestic momentum, and there was a person kneeling in front of him.

I only heard the scribe who stood on the rock wall sigh and said softly, "You have disappointed the lord too much, and you have wasted the lord's years of cultivation efforts...... Alas, when the lord thinks of the master and the servant, you will decide for yourself. His voice was soft, but his tone was stern.

The kneeling man suddenly kowtowed vigorously and said, "Thank you, lord, but as a samurai, please allow me to use my sword to cut myself off?"

The scribe who stood on the rock wall did not say a word, and the kneeling man raised his head and quickly drew his sword from his back and put it around his neck, as he had a matching sword with him.

The moment the kneeling person raised his head, he could see his appearance clearly in the moonlight, Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan were even more stunned, "Gongsun Shaojie!" Jiang Shuyuan couldn't help but let out a low breath, Jian Nanhong hesitated for a moment, and immediately whispered, "Save people under the sword!" At the same time, his body flicked up and shot straight under the rock wall in the woods.

"What person?" the scribe who stood on the rock wall seemed to be aware of it, and did not look back, he asked in a deep voice, and then said with a command; "Sa!" The body shrugged slightly, shook slightly, and rushed straight up to the rock wall, and the momentum of the rush jumped up to two zhang, using both hands and feet, and climbed towards the rock wall, and disappeared into the night in an instant, facing the rock wall ten zhang high, he actually climbed away with a slight movement, agile and fast as an ape, which shows that his light body kung fu and internal strength are first-class masters.

The white-clothed men on guard around the woods listened to the order and quickly evacuated and disappeared into the night.

When Nanxiu Gongzi arrived at the bottom of the rock wall, the scribe and a few white-clothed people had disappeared without a trace, and Gongsun Shaojie had already cut his throat with a long sword in his hand, blood sprayed wildly, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Jiang Shuyuan also rushed to the scene, and quickly squatted down to help Gongsun Shaojie, this person is indeed Gongzi Shaojie, Jiang Shuyuan pointed to the upper end of the rock wall, the direction where the scribe disappeared just now, and asked loudly, "Who is he?"

Gongzi Shaojie's eyes widened, his throat gurgled, he opened his mouth to say something, Jiang had a wish, Jian Nanhong hurriedly put his ear close to his mouth, but Gongsun Shaojie couldn't make a sound, and suddenly turned his head and died.

"It's still a step too late," Jian Nanhong shook his head and said, "Those people just now must be from the Heavenly Demon Mystery Palace, and the person who looks like a scribe may be the 'Qiankun Mystery Man', everything is just as Abbot Hongfeng expected." ”

Jiang Shuyuan gently put down Gongsun Shaojie in his hand, silently looked at Gongsun Shaojie's corpse, this person once changed his life, once trapped him in suffering, no matter how he wandered there for ten years, day and night he was always thinking that one day he would be able to kill him to relieve his hatred, but at this moment, seeing him die in front of him, he did not have the pleasure of relieving hatred at all.

Jian Nanhong looked at the corpse of Gongsun Shaojie on the ground, and said disdainfully, "Jin Biao Tai Sui, the harm has been done in the end, even if you are a traitor, you have many tricks, and in the end you end up in a violent corpse wilderness." ”

Jiang Shuyuan still didn't speak, but bent down to pick up the long sword from Gongsun Shaojie's hand, squatted down and went to dig a pit on the ground, Jian Nanhong saw this, knew his mood, and also understood that he was chivalrous after all, even in the face of the enemy's enemy, he also wanted to make Shi Renyi, and quickly stepped forward to help, and the two joined hands to dig a pit on the ground under the rock wall, and buried Gongsun Shaojie in the pit to cover the soil.

When everything was finished, Jiang Shuyuan let out a long breath, patted the dirt on his hands and body, and turned to Jian Nanhong; Gongsun Shaojie and the enmity in the next is as deep as the sea, it is a pity that he can't kill him with his own hands, but he is dead in the end, it is also a hundred, and this kind of person is to capture him alive, he will not confide anything, in the next said before, in the next lonely Lingling, there is only this matter in the heart, now Gongsun Shaojie is dead, the revenge of the teacher is also revenge, Tianweimen is also well preserved, in the next to implement the promise, from now on follow the son to the world. ”

"Okay," Jian Nanhong slapped his palms happily after hearing this, and said loudly; "There is a prodigal hero presiding over the martial arts, why worry about the rivers and lakes are not calm," Speaking of this, he saluted Jiang Shuyuan with a fist; "The student thanked the prodigal hero on behalf of Baidao martial arts justice!"

Jiang Shuyuan laughed, shook his hand again and again, and said, "Don't humiliate Jian Gongzi, in this clumsy skill, he is only worthy of running errands before and after the saddle of the saddle for the famous and decent families, and do his best." It could be seen that he was in a much more cheerful mood at this time.

The first moon has already shifted past the middle of the sky, and it is already the second half of the night, Jiang Shuyuan wants to look at the night sky, urging, "It's not too early, I'm afraid that Mengdi's friends are already waiting anxiously, and they want to see through." ”

"Brother Tai is right, let's hurry down the mountain to find them. Jian Nanhong responded, and the two went directly down the mountain and rushed to the market town below the mountain.

The two came to the market town at the foot of the mountain, at this time the market town was sleeping in the silence of the night, closing the doors everywhere, Jiang Shuyuan looked around on the closed door frame of the inn, Jian Nanhong was puzzled, and asked, "Brother Tai, what is this for?"

Jiang Shuyuan replied while searching around, "With the shrewdness of Butu, he will inevitably leave a mark in front of the inn. "After searching for a while, I found a note with the word 'Mengdi' on the door frame of the fifth inn, and Jiang Shuyuan quickly patted the door of the inn.

The door of the inn opened, the lights came on, Jiang Shuyuan hurriedly asked the shopkeeper who opened the door if there were any guests such as Meng Di living in the inn, and the shopkeeper replied with a smile on his face, "Yes, yes, it's in the Tianzi A room on the second floor." ”

Jiang Shuyuan and Jian Nanhong hurriedly stepped up to the second floor of the inn, and the knock on the door in the middle of the night had already woken up the guests staying upstairs and downstairs, many rooms were lit up, and when the doors were opened, the guests who stayed there poked their heads out to see what was going on.

A door opened, the lights were turned on, and the thirteen leopards poked their heads out of the door, and saw at a glance that it was Jiang Shuyuan and Jian Nanhong, and immediately shouted in surprise, "Ah, it is Nanxiu Gongzi who is safe and sound, and has returned safely!"

The thirteen leopards had a loud voice, and in an instant, the upstairs and downstairs doors opened one after another, and everyone poured out, cheering in unison, Prince Mondi stepped forward and hugged Jian Nanhong tightly, so excited that he couldn't speak for a long time, and the feelings of the grassland children seemed to be more simple.

It turned out that there were many people from all walks of life who came to Shaolin Temple to watch the battle and did not leave, they were all moved by Jian Nanhong's fearless temperament and superb martial arts, and they were all worried about his safety, and someone in the crowd shouted: "Shopkeeper, hurry up and greet guys, we want to drink!"

Mundy immediately instructed the shopkeeper, "The big altar of wine, the big plate of meat, tonight in the lower east, everyone drink to the fullest!"

When the shopkeeper saw that there was business to do, he was naturally happy, and immediately called all the little guys, lit a fire, added firewood, and cooked meat and cut vegetables.

The guests from all walks of life in the inn, whether they know each other or not, consciously put the tables together and sit around the table.

After a while, the second boy brought a large plate of cooked chicken and duck meat to the table, and put down the big bowl in front of everyone, poured the big bowl full of wine, and everyone picked up the sea bowl together to bless Nanxiu Gongzi to die and return safely.

Jian Nanhong was also overjoyed, and quickly picked up the sea bowl and stood up to salute everyone, thanking everyone for their care and love, everyone drank the wine in the bowl in one go, and immediately someone poured the wine in the sea bowl for everyone.

The atmosphere on the wine table was strong and enthusiastic, everyone had a few large bowls of wine, and they opened the chatterbox, talking about the experience of watching the Shaolin Temple meeting this time, and the thirteen leopards shouted loudly to Jian Nanhong; "Sword Gongzi, after you were injured and fell into a coma, I heard the old monk of Shaolin Temple say that you had already won at that time, and you could also draw out a soft sword to destroy the King Kong Daqian Dragon in one fell swoop, but you were injured under the King Kong Mahayana Dragon when you took into account the overall situation. ”

Jian Nanhong smiled and replied modestly, "The Vajra Mahayana Dragon is the divine weapon of the Shaolin Temple, its power is immeasurable, how can the student easily destroy it, but Master Yuantong is narrow-minded and reckless to control the divine object at will, so that its potential power has not been brought into play." ”

Someone at the wine table laughed and said, "Okay, don't be modest, the soft sword of the 'Bird King Xiao Tiangang' tied around your waist is a great soldier, the first sword in the world, soft when it is soft, and rigid when it is rigid, and it is extremely sharp and dexterous." ”

Another strange man stood up, saluted Jian Nanhong with a sea bowl, and asked, "Guan Nanxiu Gongzi's complexion seems to be more ruddy than before, which shows how profound Gongzi's inner skills are, injured under the Great Universe Thunder Yin Gong and Vajra Mahayana Dragon, the speed of recovery is simply incredible, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you will be beaten to death in Xia, and you won't believe such a thing, Gongzi still plans to go to Shaolin Temple to ask about the crime?"

This man's words also reminded Jian Nanhong, in fact, Jian Nanhong has a deep understanding in his heart, since the five gods and nuns of the master of Baiyun Nunnery have helped him heal his injuries, the true yuan gang flow of his dantian is more full and strong, and the slight movement of the vortex is more obvious than before, he understands that it is because the inner kung fu he has practiced has reached the supreme realm, and the skills of the five gods and nuns are particularly exquisite and pure, and the dantian qi sea naturally has to absorb a lot, thinking of this, his heart is full of gratitude and admiration for the five gods and nuns such as Miaoyu Shitai.

Without waiting for Jian Nanhong to answer the strange man's question, Jiang Shuyuan had already preemptively replied, "In fact, the whole thing was caused by Zaixia, and almost caused Nanxiu Gongzi to lose his life, Zai Xia felt deeply guilty, at present, the presiding elder of Shaolin Temple was defeated by the Ghost Palace again, I am afraid that the whole temple is immersed in frustration and grief, and the group is resentful, we should not go to make trouble at this time......"

As soon as Jiang Shu's words came out, everyone's mood plummeted suddenly, and everyone kept sighing, drinking, and complaining, "I didn't expect that the presiding elder of Shaolin Temple would lose to the Ghost Palace, and the prestige of Shaolin would be ruined like this." ”

"Think back then, how crazy and rampant the old ghost palace master was, and finally lost under the head abbot Elder Hongfeng, the abbot of Hongfeng Elder read his martial arts cultivation is rare, Buddhism is good life, leave him a life, the old ghost palace master knelt on the ground and knocked on the elder's mantra Zen beads, what a majestic scene of Shaolin Temple, that seems to be Elder Hongzhi's nest. ”

"In fact, Jiang Daxia is right, it is really inappropriate to go to Shaolin Temple to make waves at present, although Master Yuantong is reckless and impetuous, Elder Hongzhi is too restrained and conformist, but Shaolin Temple is after all the Taishan Beidou of my lower Middle Earth martial arts, it was defeated by the underworld cult, it is really not glorious, but this is not only the shame of Shaolin Temple, but also the sorrow of my Huaxia martial arts. ”

Jian Nanhong listened to everyone's discussions, and couldn't help but interject; Don't say that, Elder Hongzhi lost to the Ghost Palace, everyone can see it, he is not lost to Ximen Baizhang Cliff in martial arts skills, Elder Hongzhi is not willing to hurt the two eagles before he has no choice but to lose, although the two eagles are livestock, but in the eyes of the elders are two lives, the elder is a virtuous monk, he should be merciful to life, and at the same time, the elder is also embodying the broad mind of Buddhism's compassion and benevolence, he is influencing the other party, the elder is a monk, the four are empty, and he sees the success or failure of winning or losing very lightly. ”

After listening to Jian Nanhong's words, everyone felt that it was very reasonable, and their minds suddenly opened up, and they no longer complained about Elder Hongzhi, everyone continued to drink and chat about some topics of martial arts skills, and before they knew it, dawn had appeared in the sky, and when dawn came, Jiang Shu wished to look at the sky, and poured the wine in everyone's sea bowl, he picked up his sea bowl and stood up and saluted everyone at the table;" Friends, in the next full of this bowl of wine, thank you for your concern and concern for the son in the next, after drinking this bowl of wine, in the next and the sword boy to say goodbye to you, the sword boy has just healed from his injury, but also need to recuperate, if you stay longer, the sky is bright, for fear of alarming many other people from all walks of life, lively is not good for the sword boy to recuperate. ”

Seeing this, Jian Nanhong also hurriedly picked up the wine bowl, stood up to greet everyone, and said goodbye to everyone.

Everyone naturally understood the two of them, and they also stood up together and took the wine bowl to say goodbye to each other.

After Jian Nanhong and Jiang Shuyuan said goodbye to everyone, they joined Meng Di and the others to get on their horses and whip them together, and went straight back to Luoyang City along the official road.

When the heroes galloped on horseback, they arrived in Luoyang City, and when they arrived in Luoyang City, it was already twilight, and everyone walked into the living room of Mundy's mansion, and Butu hurriedly ordered the servants to serve tea, and asked people to prepare a dinner.

Wei Chichong and Pu Qian, as well as the bronze lamp that stayed to guard Luo Changqing, Master Green Lantern and Luo Changqing, heard that everyone had rushed back from Shaolin Temple, so they liked it, and hurried to the living room to greet everyone.

Wei Chichong's injury was only on the epidermis, after two days of recuperation, there was no big problem, but there was still a bandage on his chest, and his spirit was already alive, he grabbed Jian Nanhong and asked loudly, "This meeting in Shaolin Temple must be very dangerous, and Jian Gongzi must have been out of the limelight, tell me what happened." ”

Meng Di couldn't help but smile on the side, "Yu Chi Shaoxia is really impatient, everyone is very tired from the long journey, let Jian Gongzi rest for a while and then tell you slowly." ”

The thirteen leopards stepped forward and patted Wei Chi Chong on the shoulder, and said excitedly, "Alas, brother, you are injured this time, and you didn't go on the road for fear of catching the wind and cold, it's a pity, that scene is unprecedented, it's rare in a hundred years......"

Mundy pointed to the Thirteen Leopards and said to Wei Chi, "By the way, it's only fitting that the Thirteen Leopard Men will tell you." ”

Yu Chi Chong let go of Jian Nanhong, grabbed the thirteen leopards and urged anxiously, "Brother Thirteen Leopards, speak quickly, speak quickly!"

The thirteen leopards shrugged their shoulders and said in a long voice, "Hurry along the way, non-stop, really tired, drink two glasses of wine to moisten your throat, and the foolish brother will tell you slowly and carefully." ”

The servants brought steaming tea, and everyone sat down to pick up the tea bowls, blowing the heat of the tea while drinking hot tea to relieve fatigue.

Not long after, Butu has asked people to prepare the dinner, everyone rushed into the dining room, sat around the big round table, the aroma of alcohol was overflowing, the cups were overlapping, everyone was drinking wine, talking and laughing, and the thirteen leopards were even more colorful to tell the story of the Shaolin Temple meeting, speaking of the Shaolin Temple's great universe thunder sound gong and the Vajra Mahayana dragon mixed into a 'little thunder',' When the mighty of the Great Thunder was powerful, the thirteen leopards were foaming at the mouth, their eyebrows were flying, and the people who didn't go to the Shaolin Temple scratched their ears and cheeks, beat their chests and stomped their feet, shouted regret, and made everyone laugh.

After the dinner, it was already the dead of night, everyone had exhausted their sex, most of them were slightly drunk, Ruolin saw this, and hurriedly kept Jian Nanhong and Jiang long-cherished wishes, Jian Nanhong did feel a little tired, so he agreed to stay in the Mengdi Mansion.

The next morning, Jian Nanhong, Jiang Shuyuan said goodbye to Meng Di, Ruolin and the others returned to the Xinghualou Inn, and as soon as they entered the inn lobby, the shopkeeper Xiao Er hurriedly handed over a note and said, "Jian Gongzi, you are back, there is a young man in Tsing Yi who left you a note." ”

Jian Nanhong took the note, and left a message on the note: "Brother Feng, hurry back to Xinghualou Inn, only to know that you have gone to Shaolin Temple for a date, brother knows that you are a wise and brave person, Shaolin Temple will not treat you well, so as to protect the prodigal son and hero, the foolish brother is still in the Huifeng Pavilion at sunset every day, slightly prepared water and wine, I hope that Brother Feng will come back as soon as possible, you and my brothers are drunk, see you and I will be drunk, brother, Qu Ling'er waits." ’

After Jian Nanhong read the note, she couldn't help laughing, this crazy girl already knew that she was a girl, and she actually called herself a brat.

Jiang Shuyuan saw Jian Nanhong laugh after reading the note, and also felt strange, looking at him with his eyes, Jian Nanhong handed the note to Jiang Shuyuan.

Jiang Shuyuan took the note and read it, nodded approvingly, "Jian Gongzi should go, this little brother in Tsing Yi is a man of temperament, don't go there during the day today, take a good rest and go to meet this little brother in Tsing Yi at night." In his mind, Qu Ling'er is still a man.

Nanxiu Gongzi Jian Nanhong was injured in the Shaolin Temple Five Elements Arhat Fuhu Formation, under the guidance of Elder Hongzang, Jiang Shuyuan went to the back peak of Songshan Mountain to seek medical treatment, the heroes still refused to leave, but Lin Lan walked out of the Shaolin Temple in a daze.

After Lin Lan walked out of the Shaolin Temple, he did not go down the mountain, only took 90,000, a tube of two scholars wandered around in the Shaolin Mountain at the foot of Songshan Peak, and at dusk the next evening, the sky became a little overcast, with sporadic raindrops, and two white-clothed women suddenly flashed out of the woods to stop the three Lin Lan masters and servants who were leisurely.

The woman in white moved lightly, clasped her fists and saluted, "Lin Gongzi, my master is invited, please!" After speaking, she raised her hand to make a gesture of inviting guests on the road.

Lin Lan shook her head and looked at the woman in white, and snorted in her mouth, "Who is the master of your family? Why did Han Sheng go with you to see him? No, no-"

The two white-clothed women couldn't help but glance at each other, 'hee, hee' laughed out loud and said, "My master said that Lin Gongzi is a real elegant family in temperament, crazy Fu Peng cruises for nine days, stupid can take off his robe and take off his meat to give away to friends, he must see it." ”

Lin Lan's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help asking, "Is that really what your master said?"

The two women in white flickered, but they nodded frequently with a smile.

Lin Lan touched the back of her head, thought for a while, and suddenly made a gesture to ask for the way, and was about to go with the woman in white.

"Ugh, aw. The scholar 90,000 suddenly screamed, and the two of them covered their stomachs with their hands and squatted down.

Lin Lan glanced back at the two scholars and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you two?"

"Master, the villain's stomach hurts. Jiuwan squatted on the ground and replied, covering his belly and shouting, "Alas, master, the villain's stomach hurts badly. ”

Lin Lan sighed, waved her hand and turned back to the woman in white, "I'm sorry for your master, these two scholars suddenly have a stomachache and can't go." ”

The two women in white were stunned for a moment, and kept looking at the two scholars squatting on the ground, hesitating, at a loss, and looking embarrassed.

Jiuwan squatted on the ground, and suddenly said, "Sister back!" The tube next to it also echoed, "Sister back!"

When the two white-clothed women heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other again, hesitated, and finally gritted their teeth, stepped forward and picked up one on their backs, and whispered in their mouths, "There are really tricky masters, and there are strange slaves." ”

In the depths of the woods, there is a wooden pavilion built near the mountain cliff, there is a stone table in the wooden pavilion, four stone piers, there are several dishes of exquisite dishes on the stone table, a pot of wine, two pairs of cups and chopsticks, a gray-clothed scribe carries his hands behind his back, and looks at the distant mountains on the cliff, because he has his back to the path into the pavilion, he can not see his appearance clearly, and can only see the entire back outline of others, from the outline of his back, it can be seen that he is thin and thin, and his bones are thick and rugged.

The scribe looked at the distant mountains and remained motionless, the wind blowing the scarf at the back of his head undulating and fluttering, and the wide sprinkler robe rattling.

The gray-clothed scribe suddenly groaned, "The wind is bleak, the tears of the cold heroes are blown, the rain is dripping, the heroic ambition is extinguished, the loneliness, the sorrow, the sorrow, the loneliness ......"

Lin Lan strode into the wooden pavilion and took his words, "If there is no loneliness, how can you condense the murderous aura in your chest?"

The gray-clothed scribe turned around suddenly, clapped his hands and shouted, "Well said, he is worthy of being a mad scholar, and it really suits the taste of Han Confucianism." The gray-clothed scribe had a white face and clean skin, but his sword eyebrows were raised, his starry eyes were shining and sharp, and his handsomeness revealed a resolute murderous aura.

The two of them sat down on the stone table, and the gray-clothed scribe held a pot to pour a full cup of wine for Lin Lan, and then raised his own wine glass and saluted Lin Lan and said, "Your Excellency scolded those so-called famous and decent knights and sanctimonious old monks in the Tianwei Gate and Shaolin Temple in Luoyang City. ”

Lin Lan picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with him, and said in return, "That's nothing, it's just that those people boast of being upright and high-minded, and they don't take other Jianghu sects in their eyes at all, and they don't admit it even if they know that they have made mistakes, they protect each other, and they oppress others with their own fame, which is hateful and hateful!"

After drinking the wine, the gray-clothed scribe slowly put down the wine glass, nodded and said, "That's right, it is these pretentious people who dominate the fate of others, confuse black and white, are stubborn, and ignore the lives of others...... I also heard that Your Excellency once boasted in the Shaolin Temple, in front of the heroes of the world, what kind of sect do you want to set up, specifically to defeat the invincible Shaolin faction?"

"That's right," Lin Lan also put down his wine glass and replied, "Han Sheng boasted in front of the heroes of the world. ”

The gray-clothed scribe's eyes stared at Lin Lan's eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Your Excellency is sure?" His eyes flashed with a strange essence light, which made people shudder down their backs and whole body in an eerie ice.

Lin Lan secretly shuddered, barely used all his strength to meet the other party's gaze, and replied with a smile, "Not being sure doesn't mean not having guts, Han Sheng will do his best to work hard." He hilared to hide his unease and embarrassment.

"Ha, ha, ha," the gray-clothed scribe also laughed, his gaze retracted, and the strange essence flame light in his eyes disappeared, returning to his usual appearance, he shook his head and said, "Your Excellency's courage is obvious to all, but it also makes Han Ru admire and appreciate, but it is not necessarily effective to do so, it is better for Han Ru to introduce you into another sect, and you can quickly defeat the Shaolin faction, let you get your wish, and let you follow this sect to dominate the world, dominate the rivers and lakes, and become famous." ”

Lin Lan suddenly became excited, and hurriedly poured more wine for the gray-clothed scribe and himself, raised the wine glass and saluted the gray-clothed scribe, and said excitedly, "Is there really such a powerful sect? Then Hansheng is the first to challenge the Shaolin Temple's Five Elements Arhat Fuhu Formation, and beat those bald donkeys all over the ground to find their teeth." ”

"Good!" the gray-clothed scribe clapped his hands and praised, "Happy! ”

Lin Lan also looked up to the sky and laughed, and after laughing, he solemnly said to the gray-clothed scribe, "Mr. helped me get my wish, and it can be regarded as a fate for Hansheng to meet Mr., and many places will rely on Mr. in the future." ”

The gray-clothed scribe generously promised, "To tell Lin Gongzi the truth, the Shaolin faction has run out, and it will collapse in a few days, and the rivers and lakes will change from generation to generation. ”