When Qiao Feng came to Shaomu Mountain, he heard someone say from a distance that the twenty-eight chapters of the dragon descending were not as good as Shaolin's powerful Vajra palm, and he couldn't help but be angry. Although he is no longer the leader of the beggar gang, the twenty-eight palms of the dragon descending are personally taught by his mentor Wang Jiantong, how can he allow others to slander him wantonly?

"Amitabha! Does Lord Xiao represent the Liao Kingdom or ...... this time?" Xuan Ci asked with a Buddha call.

"There is only Qiao Feng in the martial arts conference, not Xiao Feng!" Qiao Feng unceremoniously interrupted Xuan Ci's words, after all, it is now a matter of martial arts in the Central Plains, even if Tubo or Liao, Dali and others can only be spectators, and the Central Plains Qunhao will not let them sit in the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance.

"Chapter 28 of the Dragon Descending Megatron, several little monks are young and ignorant, and I ask Master Qiao Shi not to pursue it anymore, it is important to rush to Shaolin!" Xuan Ci bowed and replied.

Qiao Feng's first master was Master Xuanku, Shaolin, and at this time, since Xuanci had softened, Qiao Feng was not able to pursue it.

"Brother, let's go!" Qiao Feng and Zhao Tiancheng walked side by side towards the mountain gate of Shaolin.

With Qiao Feng's departure, Qunhao also rushed to Shaolin, You Tanzhi also knew that the martial arts conference had not started yet, and it was not a good time, and the disciples who led the beggar gang also thought about Shaolin.

The mountainside, where thousands of people had gathered, became empty in an instant, and Xuan Ci naturally led the Shaolin monks back to arrange the reception.

When everyone entered the temple, the monks of Shaolin began to arrange the accommodation of Qunhao, because there were too many people coming, although there were many meditation rooms in Shaolin Temple. But it was impossible to arrange so many people in the rivers and lakes, and many people in the rivers and lakes rested directly in the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

When Qiao Feng and Zhao Tiancheng walked into the temple, Xuan Ci walked up briskly with a few monks of the Xuanzi generation. Stopped in front of Qiao Feng, and said, "Master Qiao, the abbot of our temple is invited, please move to the inner hall to speak." ”

Wulin Qunhao thought that there was another good show, and they all gathered around, and an old monk had to say loudly: "Friends, please, my Shaolin Temple abbot Master Xuanci has invited Qiao Feng Qiao Shi. Tell him about an important matter, tomorrow's martial arts conference will start on time, and please rest according to the arrangement of the Shaolin monks. ”

It's nothing good to see at first. The crowd dispersed, some were led to the meditation room by the Shaolin monks, and most of the people who were not famous could only sit on the ground in the square.

Zhao Tiancheng was afraid that Shaolin Temple would harm Qiao Feng, and said, "Big brother." I'm there for you!"

Xiao Feng nodded and said, "Very good." ”

With the four old monks entered. Come to the main hall. The old monk who led the way greeted several old monks in the hall, and more than ten old monks entered with the crowd. Xiao Feng was secretly shocked in his heart, seeing that these old monks were all walking steadily, their eyes were blazing, and they must be the masters of the Xuanzi generation in the temple, thinking that these people would attack in a group later, I, Xiao Feng, was going to die today, and whispered to Zhao Tiancheng who was walking beside him: "Brother." Go outside and take care of my attendants. ”

Zhao Tiancheng glanced at Qiao Feng and shook his head with a smile. He clenched his fists fiercely and whispered, "Big brother, we haven't really fought side by side yet?"

Qiao Feng was moved in his heart, and followed those people into the meditation room.

Everyone walked into the meditation room in a moment, and the abbot of Xuanci was already standing at the door to greet him, and he invited everyone to walk into the meditation room in a moment, and the abbot of Xuanci was already standing at the door to greet him, and he invited everyone to sit. The Zhike monk sent the tea, Xuan Ci and Zhao Tiancheng greeted a few words, introduced several foreign monks to Qiao Feng, explained the identities of Shenshan, Shenyin, Guanxin, Daoqing, Juexian, and Rongzhi, and then talked about the names of the monks of the Xuanzi generation. Master Xuan Ci took out a cotton hat from his arms, put it on his head, and smiled at Qiao Feng: "Master Qiao, do you recognize the old monk?"

It turned out that when Qiao Feng and Ah Zhu were looking for his background and looking for the murderer, they once faced each other with the five senior monks of Shaolin in the pavilion of Tiantai Mountain Road in eastern Zhejiang, and the five senior monks of Shaolin at that time all disguised themselves as old men, just to try out Qiao Feng's real martial arts.

But through careful comparison and scrutiny of several Shaolin monks in charge, it was found that Qiao Feng was not the murderer of everyone, Xuan Ci said calmly: "At that time, on the Tiantai Mountain Road, the five of us had already made up our minds, if we found that Qiao Feng was really the murderer, we would work together to kill him, not only to avenge the blood revenge of the Xuanku junior brother, but also to remove a misfortune for the martial arts." He turned his head to Qiao Feng and said, "Master Qiao, we are not saying this today, not to sell it to you, but to explain to Senior Brother Shenshan and other senior monks that it is not my Shaolin disciples who kill innocents in vain, but my Shaolin sect does not have proper precepts." ”

Zhao Tiancheng sneered secretly on the side, Shaolin Temple obviously wants to get married to Qiao Feng through these things, coupled with the bitter feelings, otherwise as long as these things are said in front of the martial arts heroes outside, they will naturally be able to clear Qiao Feng's name, why do they need to resolve the misunderstanding in private.

Before Qiao Feng could speak, there was a disturbing shouting sound outside, and it seemed that the scene was out of control, and Xuan Ci couldn't wait for Qiao Feng to speak, so he hurriedly rushed out with the Shaolin monk.

In addition to the meditation room, the noise was even louder, and Xuan Ci didn't dare to stay and hurried to the mountain gate of Shaolin.

From a distance, I saw hundreds of people surrounding the Shaolin Mountain Gate, it seemed that someone was blocking, and the two groups of people were about to fire together in this Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci hurriedly shouted: "Who is spreading wild in Shaolin Temple!" The voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and suddenly suppressed the noise of everyone, and at the same time, there was a deterrent effect in the voice, and some people who were about to lose their minds calmed down.

Seeing Xuan Ci leading the Shaolin monks over, the hundreds of people surrounding the mountain gate pushed away to both sides, and Xuan Ci saw that the people standing outside the mountain gate were all dressed as foreigners.

Zhao Tiancheng and Qiao Feng followed behind Xuan Ci, and when everyone retreated, Zhao Tiancheng's eyes swept and he found some acquaintances.

"Amitabha, isn't Shaolin welcoming us?" one of the monks asked with a Buddha name.

"This is the martial arts conference of our Central Plains Martial Arts, of course you monks are not welcome!barbarians!" I don't know who shouted loudly in the crowd.

"Abbot Xuanci! The world's Buddhism is one family, not to mention that we are just here to pay tribute to the martial arts conference in the Central Plains, everyone will not be afraid!" said the leader with a slight mockery.

Xuan Ci clasped his hands together and said: "Everyone came the way they came, Shaolin naturally has no reason to turn away, as long as everyone does not make a move to disrupt the order of the conference, everyone is naturally welcome to come!" (To be continued......)