Dugu Qingfeng swallowed his saliva, and after listening to the analysis of Fuxi's gossip heirs, he realized that he had just walked around from the brink of death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old bald donkey really didn't have a good heart, and wanted to destroy him in this way. But fortunately, the old bald donkey's calculation was discovered by the heirs of Fuxi's gossip, otherwise he didn't know what the consequences would be.

"Gollum!"

Dugu Qingfeng's heart palpitations were incomparable, and he felt that he was still too tender and didn't see through the other party's calculations. Fortunately, he was careful and vigilant, and he did not practice the above martial arts, otherwise if the Fuxi gossip heirs did not arrive in time, he would have died here.

"That old bald donkey didn't dare to kill you directly, because the grandmaster has the constraints between the grandmasters, so he can only use this kind of third-rate means to get rid of you, the heir of the Puzi lineage. The Fuxi gossip descendant said in a deep voice.

The identity of Dugu Qingfeng has quietly spread in the rivers and lakes, and there are not many people who know it at present, but those who can know it are the masters of some masters.

The heirs of Fuxi gossip also learned that Dugu Qingfeng was going to Shaolin Temple, and only then did they know that Dugu Qingfeng was in danger, and the style of Shaolin Temple was indeed upright.

But the holy land of Da Lei Yin Temple is not necessarily.

The disciples of Shaolin Temple are all monks.

It just so happened that the disciples of the Holy Land of Da Lei Yin Temple were all monks.

Dugu Qingfeng didn't deal with Da Lei Yin Temple, and with his experience, it was difficult to tell whether the other party was Shaolin Temple or Da Lei Yin Temple.

"Doesn't that mean that I will be in danger in the future?" Dugu Qingfeng glared.

How old is he now, and it has been less than ten years since he debuted in the rivers and lakes, and he has been targeted by a master at the grandmaster level, and he is still a grandmaster who is even more powerful than the old valley master.

A master from the holy land of the Great Lei Yin Temple.

"Do you know why, on the rivers and lakes, since ancient times, the disciples of the three holy lands have rarely practiced outside?" said the Fuxi gossip descendant in a heavy tone.

Dugu Qingfeng shook his head, and the Fuxi gossip heir snorted: "The Miaojiang Holy Land is very repulsive to outsiders, and they are very eccentric, and they don't like to go out to practice, so it is an exception, but the Great Leiyin Temple is different from the Kunlun Mountain Holy Land, the disciples of the Kunlun Mountain Holy Land go out to practice, and once they meet the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple Holy Land, they will often fight." ”

Half an hour later, after the Fuxi gossip heirs told Dugu Qingfeng about the grievances and grievances between the three holy places, Dugu Qingfeng's face was full of horror.

The world only knows that the Kunlun Mountain Holy Land has been around for hundreds of years, and no disciples have appeared on the rivers and lakes, but in fact, the Kunlun Mountain Holy Land has always had disciples who have been practicing on the rivers and lakes, but they are just incognito, so as to avoid encountering the monks of the Da Lei Yin Temple.

It's not that the Kunlun Mountain Holy Land is afraid of the old bald donkey of the Great Leiyin Temple, but that he doesn't want to have too much entanglement with the other party.

As a result, the world thought that the holy land of Kunlun Mountain was closed, and disciples were not allowed to go down the mountain to practice.

And the Da Lei Yin Temple is different, the disciples of the Da Lei Yin Temple are all monks, old bald donkeys.

Although Shaolin Temple is also a group of monks, the real disciples of Shaolin Temple rarely experience in the rivers and lakes, except for lay disciples, that is, lay disciples.

Therefore, once a monk appears in the rivers and lakes, nine times out of ten it is the old bald donkey of the Great Leiyin Temple, as long as he sees the old bald donkey and bypasses it from afar, the holy land of Kunlun Mountain can avoid fighting with these people.

This is not to say that the disciples of Kunlun Mountain are afraid of the holy land of Da Lei Yin Temple, but that the holy land of Kunlun Mountain pursues the Tao and nature, goes with the flow, and does not like fame and fortune.

So I don't like to be entangled with the old bald donkey of the Great Lei Yin Temple.

"I won't talk to you more nonsense, you will be more careful in the future, Shaolin Temple is reliable, because the abbot of Shaolin Temple is not used to the practice of Da Lei Yin Temple, if you have trouble in the future, I will try to help you." ”

Two hours later, the Fuxi gossip heir recovered from his injuries and said goodbye to Dugu Qingfeng.

Watching the heirs of Fuxi gossip disappear into the mountains and forests, Dugu Qingfeng lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then looked up in the direction of Shaolin Temple, staring at the faintly undulating attic hall in the mountains.

"The rivers and lakes are really dangerous, they are also monks, why are the monks of Da Lei Yin Temple so strong in fighting that they can even harm people innocently. ”

Dugu Qingfeng whispered to himself, walking towards the Shaolin Temple step by step, and an hour later, he came to the foot of the Shaolin Temple.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Dugu Qingfeng didn't see any Shaolin Temple disciples, until he walked up the stone steps step by step, and walked tens of thousands of stone stairs, he came to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

Here, I met the disciples of Shaolin Temple who guarded the door.

"I don't know what happened to the donor coming to Shaolin Temple?"

The disciple guarding the gate, about thirty years old, stood on the left and right sides of the mountain gate, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

"Guzhuang, Dugu Qingfeng asked to see the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and asked the two senior monks to report it. Dugu saluted lightly and said with great respect.

These two people seem to be only in their thirties, their martial arts are not strong, and the aura they exude is like ordinary people, but their intuition tells Dugu Qingfeng that these two people are not simple, and they are definitely not ordinary little monks.

"Are you Dugu Shaoxia?" When the two Shaolin Temple disciples heard the words Dugu Qingfeng, a look of horror appeared in their eyes.

Dugu Qingfeng's reputation has long spread all over the rivers and lakes, and no one knows.

That is the only genius master in the rivers and lakes for thousands of years who has counterattacked the grandmaster-level with the mid-heaven skills of the outer heavens, the pride of the sky.

Such a young hero, it is strange that those who practice martial arts don't know it.

Dugu Qingfeng was surprised and a little speechless, but he still nodded and responded: "Trouble the two monks!"

"Since it's Dugu Shaoxia, let's invite it directly! The abbot has long expected that Dugu Shaoxia will come to Shaolin Temple. ”

"Please come in!"

The two Shaolin Temple disciples said with a smile, and one of them led Dugu Qingfeng in.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Dugu Qingfeng saw the abbot of Shaolin Temple alone, a bald old monk, with snow-white eyebrows, no beard, kind and deep eyes, holding a rosary, beating the wooden fish and chanting.

"Master Abbot, Dugu Shaoxia, please meet. After the disciple brought Dugu Qingfeng here, he retreated silently.

Oooo

The sound of beating the wooden fish did not stop, the sound of chanting did not stop, and Dugu Qingfeng did not disturb the abbot master, but sat cross-legged on the group pu next to him and listened carefully to the abbot master's chanting.

The Huayan Sutra that I read, Dugu Qingfeng has heard of this Buddhist book.

Half an hour later, after the abbot finished reciting the Buddhist scriptures, he looked at Dugu Qingfeng slightly, and his voice was low: "Dugu Shaoxia came to see Lao Gao, is it for your master's ghost doctor's affairs, or is it for the traitors in the temple in the past?"

Mourning is a master of Shaolin Temple, and the people on the rivers and lakes are deeply respected.

It's a pity that this person is a wolf-hearted wolf, a wolf in sheep's clothing, and he can't help but violate the rules of the temple, and he wants to kill Dugu Qingfeng.

"My master, what's the matter with my master?" Dugu said lightly, looking at the abbot master with some confusion.