Dozens of torches were erected around the martial arts arena, and only the huge venue seemed to be three points brighter than during the day.

The rumbling drums of the crowd continued, and Bai Shijing stepped back after giving Qiao Feng the previous matter, leaving Chu Feng in the stands.

Xuan Ci didn't hear anything about Penglai, his hands were in his sleeves and he looked ahead, Chu Feng couldn't see what the Shaolin boss was thinking.

However, Qiao Feng waited for Bai Shijing to retreat before he asked Chu Feng, "Is it the head of the capital?"

Chu Feng groaned slightly, and said, "It's his hand." ”

Qiao Feng said "um" and didn't speak. In fact, he waited for Bai Shijing to retreat before he opened his mouth to ask Chu Feng, and he had already made his attitude clear.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, Lord Chu should remember. Xuan Ci took over the topic in a timely manner, but only said one sentence, and then turned away, "That's it, do you know why the drum is beating today?" Chu Feng is familiar with Qiao Feng, and even if Chu Feng makes a mistake in the middle, it will not be his turn to be the first to speak as the abbot of Shaolin.

Chu Feng nodded and responded to the words "the virtue of a good life". It's just that he first bumped into Lao Xiao of the divine soldier descending from the sky today, and then "accidentally" learned about the great enemy of Du Lingzi, and suddenly heard the sound of the drum shaking the sky, and then heard Xuan Ci want to ask, and said with a smile: "Can the master mention a little bit or two?" The formation on this martial arts arena is not small: Chu Feng looked left and right, except for the absence of Murong Fu in the stands, there were many more people around the ring than before.

Xuan Ci whispered the Buddha's name, looked at Chu Feng, and then shut up and didn't say a word.

Chu Feng didn't know what the mystery of the old monk's move was, so he asked Qiao Feng directly, "Master, is this?"

Qiao Feng laughed. said: "The host master has already mentioned you, but you don't know it yet." ”

Xuan Ci smiled and said, "I knew that you were going to ask Gang Leader Qiao, so it was better for Lao Wei to say it directly." As he spoke, he took out something from his sleeve and handed it to Chu Feng.

"What a local tyrant...... Chu Feng took it with both hands, only to know that the glittering thing was actually a letter, and he had vaguely thought of who this thing was. The envelope was made of pure gold, and it was heavy in the hand. The crooked words on it Chu Feng had naturally never seen before. He honestly pulled the letterhead out of the gold sleeve. It's still gorgeous local tyrant gold, and it's still crooked and doesn't know Sanskrit......

This kind of school, except for the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi, who should be far away in the Great Snow Mountain to ponder the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple, who else can it be?

But how did he get here? Even if you go out, you should ponder Dali's "Six Veins Divine Sword"!

Although Chu Feng thought this in his heart. But he just stuffed the gold paper back in its original form. Master Chao Xuanci replied: "Isn't it the Shijia script, they are all born like this?"

Xuan Ci said: "If the Lord of Chu has a heart for the Buddha, he is free and convenient for the Dharma. "Mt. Shaomuro is the ancestral garden of Zen Buddhism. The word "epiphany" is naturally always in my heart.

Chu Feng waved his hand again and again and said, "Don't ...... Or is this letter a success?"

It was still Qiao Feng who was kind, and Zhengse said: "This letter is written by the Tubo National Teacher......" As he spoke, he informed Chu Feng of the contents of the letter.

Qiao Feng said simply, but Chu Feng was a little confused and asked, "...... Just come over and say hello?" said secretly in his heart, "Don't bully me for being illiterate, okay", to say that Gu Mozhi took advantage of the fact that there was no one in Shaolin Temple, sneaked in and stole the Yijin Sutra, and Chu Feng was willing to believe it. This far, who traveled thousands of miles from Tubo to the hinterland of the Central Plains, said hello to the Shaolin abbot and the leader of the beggar gang, isn't that an idle egg pain?

But if you really want to say, what kind of "meeting friends with martial arts" he came to Luoyang City, this Dalun Ming King obviously picked the wrong place......

Chu Feng had no way of paying attention to the Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi, who had not yet appeared, but Xuan Ci knew a lot. Su knows that the Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mo Zhi is proficient in Buddhism, every five years, open the altar to preach the scriptures, the great monks of Tianzhu in the Western Regions, gather in the Great Snow Mountain Dalun Temple, the scriptures are difficult to ask, the internal classics are discussed, and the Dharma is finished, all of them are happy and admired.

Counting the days, the five-year period is approaching, and for some reason, Gu Mozhi quietly left the border of Tubo and went straight to Luoyang.

Fortunately, the national teacher did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts, and the beggars and Shaolin finally knew his whereabouts before the golden letter arrived.

Xuan Ci said: "That's what I said in the letter. He naturally didn't believe that this Gumo Zhi came from afar, just to say that he hated to see each other late, but Gu Mozhi didn't say it in the letter, and it was inconvenient for him to speculate.

Before the words fell, a faint Sanskrit chant came faintly in the sound of the drums.

The person who beat the drum heard the Sanskrit sound suddenly, and when he beat the drum, the strength of his hand subconsciously increased by three points, probably trying to suppress the Sanskrit sound.

It's just that the drums are shaking the sky, and the Sanskrit sound is still in the ears. Although Chu Feng didn't know the drum, he also heard a little bit of meaning, and said, "This big wheel Ming King is a little interesting." "The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, let alone the dragon snake, which genus is unknown.

Xuan Ci smiled when he heard this, looked at Chu Feng, and then said loudly: "King Ming, please move to the martial arts arena." "When Gu Mozhi's letter arrived, Qiao Feng had already discussed with him about welcoming guests.

From this sound, the earth-shaking drum and the endless Sanskrit chanting all died down, and only outside the general rudder, a gentle voice replied: "Thank you for leading the way." ”

Chu Feng whispered to Qiao Feng and said, "Why don't I go down there and watch the fun?"

Qiao Feng said: "If you want to see the excitement, you can naturally see it here." ”

As he spoke, more than a dozen footsteps came in along with the sound of the disciples who knew the guest before the chief rudder.

There was only one person who really stepped into the martial arts arena, and he said: "The younger generation of Tubo, Gu Mozhi, has seen the host master. "Even if there is no response from the previous voice, the treasure light on the face of this big wheel Ming King will be circulating, and anyone will notice him.

Xuan Ci said: "King Ming came from afar, but he couldn't meet him from afar, and he hoped to atone for his sins." After the polite words were finished, he only pointed to the top of the stands and said, "Please!"

Gu Mozhi was dressed in a suit, much more plain than the envelope of the "local tyrant", cloth clothes and shoes, only like flowing water when he walked around, and when he reached the stands, he said to Qiao Feng: "Presumably this is Qiao's gang leader? ”

Qiao Feng said: "King Ming came from afar, and he made Peng Shen shine, and our gang welcomed him. ”

Gu Mozhi smiled warmly, turned to Chu Feng, and said, "Presumably, this is Murong Gongzi who is as famous as the Qiao gang leader?"

Chu Feng turned around with a smile when he saw him, but he didn't expect him to suddenly say such nonsense with such certainty, his face was slightly embarrassed, and he clenched his fists and said, "Chu Feng has seen King Ming." I inevitably muttered in my heart: Could it be that this Murong Bo learned the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple from that Murong Bo, and he had never seen Murong Fu?

Gu Mozhi was even more embarrassed in his heart, and obviously said that "there are only Xuanci, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu in the stands", but this little mistake is difficult for this Tubo national teacher who has seen the world, and his face is not red at all, and he continued: "Central Plains martial arts, sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon ......" (to be continued......

PS: I'll you......

A small agreement: even if there is no night in the future, 9:00 will also report in the book.