There was silence in the inn, everyone was shocked by Liang Kai's martial arts, people here didn't dare to say what martial arts were the first in the world, but most of them had the same idea in their hearts, they wanted to show their faces in front of the heroes of the world, and the people who practiced martial arts were also conceited, believing that although their martial arts could not be the first in the world, they were sure that they were higher than ordinary people, and most of them wanted to become famous in one fell swoop. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But now Liang Kai in front of him, it is clear that either you go home, or you can win him in this inn, after seeing the two-handed kung fu just now, everyone is asking for their own uncertainty, but they are not willing to go back.

Finally, someone hugged his fists and said: "This old gentleman, Songshan is not your place, this rare martial arts event in a hundred years is invited by the abbot of Shaolin himself, everyone goes to have a show, it is also a kind of respect for Shaolin." ”

"Straight lady thief!" Liang Kai couldn't help but scolded: "This hero post clearly says that it is a Dharma conference, you Wang Balamb understands the Dharma of that sect, and the abbot of Shaolin invited ten people, what kind of identity are you, you are not even qualified to serve water for this ten, why should you go! Do you want to get the first martial arts in the world with your two or three three-legged cat kung fu?"

That person was scolded by Liang Kai like this, his face turned pale for a while, and he wanted to have a seizure, but he couldn't say that he was Liang Kai's opponent, so let's leave, he was ridiculed in front of heroes from all walks of life and didn't dare to fight back, how could he gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future.

He didn't stand there and walk, he didn't sit down, he was very embarrassed, and at this time the fat monk had already walked in, only to see him say to Liang Kaihe: " What the donor said is bad, Shaolin held the Dharma Conference this time, in order to pass martial arts, misunderstanding the Buddha's principles, Pudu sentient beings, although it is said that it is invited ten people, in fact, anyone who knows martial arts can participate, but the time is in a hurry, and secondly, there are many heroes in the world, and they can not be sent to the hero post one by one, so they sent ten people as representatives, but the world's martial arts are different, and there are many people who hide the dragon and crouching tiger in the martial arts, although the abbot of the prime minister is that the martial arts of these ten people are the highest, but it may not be very perfect, there are many martial arts to win the possibility of these ten people, and the abbot may not know, and Buddhism is about an epiphany, although it is said that the Shaolin monks are profound, and may not be comparable to everyone, back then, the senior monk Master Huineng was just a handyman from a humble background. ”

His words immediately attracted a cheer from everyone, seeing that he is a monk, nine times out of ten he is also a Shaolin monk, since there is a monk from Shaolin Temple to invite, then Liang Kai has nothing to say, everyone's face is a piece of joy.

Liang Kai sneered: "May I ask where the master is a monk? How can you represent Shaolin, I see that you are evil, it is estimated that you are also a greedy and lustful wine and meat monk, and a demon monk who crosses people to evil, today at the foot of Shaolin Temple, let the old man subdue demons for the Buddha!"

Liang Kai was too lazy to have a verbal dispute with him, and wanted to solve it immediately with martial arts, and there was a pain, Nangong Shaoyou looked at the fat monk's method of throwing the sand Jiao in just now, and estimated that his kung fu could not beat Liang Kai.

Although he hadn't seen Liang Kai really make a move, in Hengshan, he dealt with the four elders of the Demon Sect alone, and he could still easily kill one person, and it was estimated that the fat monk's martial arts were only between Luo Jian, so he knew that he was not Liang Kai's opponent.

Suddenly, a mosquito-like voice came from his ears: "I'll clean up the thief monk, and you take advantage of the chaos to join Song Daxia." ”

Nangong Shaoyou knew that it was Liang Kai who was talking to him as soon as he transmitted the sound into the secret, and immediately coughed to show his understanding.

I only heard Liang Kai break his drink, his palms flew, and he hit the fat monk, Nangong Shaoyou was the first time to see Liang Kai shoot, I didn't expect it to be so fast, I couldn't help but think of the first time I met him, he talked about the realm of martial arts, at that time I still had some doubts, I couldn't think of seeing him really shoot, although it didn't really follow the mentioned realm in general, but it was not far away, in martial arts, it was just extremely common, everyone's martial arts consciousness would be higher than the real martial arts, in fact, not only people who learn martial arts, even ordinary people are like this, everyone knows that picking a hundred catties of water at a time is better than two fifty catties to save time, but thinking and being able to do it are two different things。

He looked at Liang Kai's move, and knew that within fifty moves, he would definitely win the fat monk, and he didn't dare to look at it more, so he pretended to be frightened and left the inn in a hurry, showing the fear of a weak scholar.

Out of the inn, I didn't dare to stay, I walked east and west in a panic, it seemed that I was scared to mess up, in fact, no matter how I broke in, the direction was always towards the back mountain.

In recent years, many literati like to play in this back mountain, although Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, but there are also a lot of martial arts people who come and go, they will not be disturbed by the general scholars, but there are always people in the evil sect, or people who go up to the competition and lose, have a bad temper, and they can't help but be a little angry when they see the scholars who pretend to be elegant, in fact, they suffer a lot of losses.

Therefore, in recent years, many literati have gone to the back mountain to play, and found that the scenery is also very good, so the nearby villagers also built inns, and the business is not bad.

Nangong Shaoyou knew the master's character and loved elegance, so he went straight to one of the most elegant inns, the owner of this inn is estimated to be a literati, the layout is antique, and he also left a lot of his own ink treasures, of course, it also attracted a lot of bosom friends or talented literati to inscribe on the walls and screens, but there are also a lot of brilliant words.

Nangong Shaoyou was admiring it, and a middle-aged man dressed as a literati came out of the inn and saluted: "Does the prince come to Songshan to play, I don't know what to teach the words below?"

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "It turns out that the text outside this inn is the handwriting of Mr., it seems that the text is vulgar, but it is very tasteful, with profound meaning, and it seems to have a sound of injustice." ”

The middle-aged scholar showed surprise on his face when he heard this: "Oh, the son who knows me, there are many people who have no ink in their chests, and they are not ashamed to speak here, saying that I write very shallowly, and only an old gentleman and girl who came yesterday can see the contemptible thoughts, and the second is the son, come and invite me to the contemptible inn, I will be the east, and drink two cups together, how about it?"

For others to invite drinks, Nangong Shaoyou has always been disrespectful, but today is an exception, when he heard what he said, an old man and a girl, he knew that it was not his master Song Zixiu and Song Wan'er, so he said: "Thank you sir first, Xiaosheng came this time to find the old gentleman and girl you just mentioned." ”