Chu Feng heard the words "Benmen Artifact", and then looked at her in purple, and guessed nine points, but he couldn't understand how this Ah Zi could run to Shaolin Temple, and it seemed that he had been caught.

Seeing that Chu Feng didn't answer her question, Ah Zi said angrily: "The thief boy is so bold, dare not put your aunt and grandmother in his eyes!"

"At what age do you want to be my aunt and grandmother?" Chu Feng waved his right hand, rolled up his sleeves and a few pine needles on the stone table, and shot towards Ah Zi, so that he would not really be angry with her, and punish her slightly.

The man who was surrounded in the middle with Ah Zi saw the pine needles shooting, not only did not help Ah Zi, but dodged directly to the side. On the contrary, several big monks shouted "mercy", but they only shouted and did not make a move.

Ah Zi has always been eccentric, coaxing Ding Chunqiu well in the sea of stars, this Ding Lao Wei cherishes her a lot and punishes her less, and she is also very good at welcoming her fellow brothers, and never competes for ranking. After she defected to the Central Plains, she was even more like a fish in water, and she hurt people, often others didn't know it. Who knew that the Shaolin faction had not suffered a loss when he met the main son in this Shaolin Mountain, and Chu Feng in this pine pavilion did not make any sense.

The two were not far apart, and Ah Zi saw that it was not good, so she threw herself to the right, and the pine needles were only half of her body and landed on the left half of her body. She shouted twice, lifted her sleeves, and shouted at Chu Feng: "It's painful to die, is it very capable of bullying the little girl?" The little girl's body has not yet grown, her arms are snow-white, and more than ten Shaolin monks turned around when they saw and chanted "Amitabha" together.

Chu Feng said with a smile: "Now that you know that you are a little girl, all masters, when you meet the Xuansheng Divine Monk, you still want to say goodbye, Chu Feng is waiting here." ”

Chu Feng was a little embarrassed when he saw the two small red dots on her arm that were pricked by pine needles, but he apologized, it was strange that this little girl didn't hit the snake with the stick. In fact, as long as Ah Zi stood still just now, all the pine needles would be missed, and this dodge would pounce on itself.

Ah Zi naturally didn't know all the details, and looked at Chu Feng angrily, but he didn't dare to scold him anymore.

The monk who spoke first saluted, and said to Ah Zi and the man: "Since the two of you have asked to see the abbot of this temple, please leave." ”

Ah Zi was much more bold towards him, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Whoever begged, let me go! No, you bald heads killed him, and I only went up the mountain!" said and pointed at Chu Feng.

The Shaolin monk ignored him, and the circle of more than ten people moved slowly. Ah Zi looked at the man beside her, and saw that he didn't care about herself, so she just moved with the man in the same circle.

"Senior brother, if you kill him, I'll ...... Give you that thing!" Ah Zi begged the Shaolin monk, and also knew that it was impossible for him to do it if he knew that his "master brother" had lost all his skills, and he just wanted to be depressed with her.

"Ah Zi, don't lie to me. The man who was called "Senior Brother" by Ah Zi had a weak voice, and not only did he not sound like a martial arts master, but he looked like a serious illness.

Ah Zi was overjoyed when he heard that he seemed to have the intention of making a move, and said, "When did the little junior sister deceive you, but you deceived me so badly this time." If you kill this man, if I don't give it to you, I will suffer all kinds of poisons. Although she firmly believes that Ding Chunqiu's martial arts are the best in the world, she doesn't know where this master is now, and she has stolen the "Shenmu Wang Ding" and offended this teacher to death.

This senior brother is even more eccentric, he said that he has lost all his skills, Ah Zi looks like it, but he doesn't even have the heart to do it to him. If this person could kill Chu Feng with this sick and crippled body, then it would not be a big deal for her to hand over Shenmu Wang Ding to him first. And she even used the word "that thing" in her mouth to replace "Shenmu Wang Ding", and the oath would not work.

"Senior Brother" suddenly stopped, and said to the Shaolin monks: "Delay for a moment, I will have a few words with him." ”

The Shaolin monks said that it was also strange, and they really stopped and said, "Hurry up." ”

"Senior Brother" stood in the circle and looked at Chu Feng and said, "Do you know that we are from the Star Sect?"

Chu Feng nodded, and Ah Zi muttered in a low voice on the side, "I am, you are not." ”

"Senior Brother" asked again, "You are not afraid of the stars...... Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the stars?", it is estimated that it is the habit of being called "the old fairy of the stars", and the first is that he can't change his mouth for a moment.

Chu Feng nodded again.

"Oh. The senior brother no longer paid attention to Chu Feng and said to the Shaolin monks, "Let's go up the mountain." ”

Ah Zi said dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you kill him, I will give you the 'Shenmu ......' if you kill him, how can you regret it?"

The senior brother didn't look at her either, and said, "You said what would happen if you killed him, but I didn't say what would happen if you didn't kill him!" ”

Chu Feng didn't know that this frail senior brother had let himself go because of this, sat in the "Yiwei Pavilion", and watched a small circle of more than a dozen people gradually walk away. His mind has drifted thousands of miles away, and he doesn't know if Mu Wanqing has arrived in Dali, and he doesn't know if she has met her master......

As the dozen or so people slowly disappeared, the mountain road was silent again, and the wind rustled through the pine forest, but there was a breath in the ears.

Chu Feng leaned on the stone railing and said to the ancient pine: "Seniors are good at kung fu, but let's come out first." "Chu Feng didn't know when this person arrived, anyway, when the group of monks passed by just now, this person should have arrived, but no one including Chu Feng found him.

"Master Chu is really good at kung fu, very good, very good!" Although this person deliberately lowered his voice, he was born with a loud voice, which fell in Chu Feng's ears, but he knew as soon as he heard it, who else was not from the Divine Mountain?

Shenshan jumped down from the first pine tree on Chu Feng's right hand, looked at Chu Feng with both eyes, and swept up and down. He took off his earlier monk's robe and changed into a strong outfit. Shenshan is not tall, standing in front of Chu Feng is half a head shorter than him, but he has a bearing and is worthy of a generation of martial artists on the same level as Abbot Xuanci.

Chu Feng was slightly taken aback when he saw his generous appearance, then relaxed and asked, "Didn't the Venerable Master go down the mountain a long time ago?"

Shenshan said: "The old monk tried to live for half his life, and was destroyed by you, why did you say I went and returned?" He even said this kind of unrestrained thing, and obviously he didn't intend to keep Chu Feng alive.