It was another gallop, and Chu Feng didn't let out a long breath until he was out of the realm of Shaomu Mountain, and the Shaomu Mountain behind him was like a huge monster watching all living beings in the dark.

He still hasn't figured out that if the people on the sacred mountain are not plotting Shaolin stunts, and now they are the abbot of his Qingliang Temple, the martial artists in the world will call him "Dragon Descending Arhat" or "The Man on the Sacred Mountain", what's wrong?

Chu Feng shook his head, in fact, he couldn't figure it out: there are as many as seventy-two stunts in Shaolin Temple, which can be said to be the legacy of the predecessors, passed down from generation to generation......;

Under the urging of "Ling Bo Weibu", Chu Feng's internal strength around his body was endless, and now he said that he had the strength of Shenshan, and in terms of internal force alone, there were no more than ten fingers in the world that could overpower him. The internal force flowed around him, but there was no suffocation, let alone the violent posture of Xinyang, Chu Feng looked at Shaomu Mountain, and said in a low voice: "Master Xuanbei, you won't die so unexplained." ”

Thinking of Xuan Bei, Chu Feng naturally thought of that Murong Bo, and he still wondered how Murong Bo could use that copy of "Participation in the Deed" as a martial arts secret book, and he didn't know how this person would let go of himself arrogantly. There is also a group of black-clothed and masked subordinates, the kung fu of the Qingcheng faction is simple, and there are countless cheats in the world in the "Returning Shi Water Pavilion", which can be regarded as making the best use of it to cultivate his subordinates. However, they can use the martial arts of the Qingcheng faction to destroy Shan Zheng, and this group of black-clothed people is no weaker than the genuine Qingcheng faction. How did Shan Zheng, who was still recuperating in Shaolin Temple at the moment, fight with this group of black-clothed people, maybe it was really because of the tragedy of the Northern Sect as Shan Zheng thought......

There are too many things that can't be thought through, Chu Feng simply doesn't think about it, anyway, Luoyang Baihua will not be far away, and now it is only right to go to Dali for the appointment. Under the stars and moon, Chu Feng didn't know where he was at the moment, and he didn't find the direction after trying for a long time, and walked a few miles along the official road, but he saw a farm yard with a few coarse cloth clothes hanging in the courtyard.

Chu Feng looked down at his bloody green clothes, and thought to himself: "It's good that I can't meet a few people in the middle of the night, if I wait until dawn, passers-by see my bloody body, and they won't cause trouble everywhere." Thinking about it in my heart, I suddenly felt that I was not feeling energetic, as if I had to change it, and I touched the courtyard.

“...... Old Song, do you think that fat man will bump into him by himself?"

Before Chu Feng arrived at the window, he suddenly heard a person in the house talking, it turned out that although the people in the house did not hold the lamp, they did not rest. Chu Feng looked at himself, how could he not have anything to do with the fat word, and thought: "Someone bumped into him, but he wasn't fat." ”

"If you want to go to Dali, then the Jade Emperor Ditch is the place you must pass through, if you want to go to the Jade Emperor Valley, can you get around here?" The "Old Song" said with confidence, "Unless they are willing to turn around Jiming Mountain, it's almost the same, but there is also Lord Liu Duo waiting for them." ”

The two people in the room have a long breath, and they obviously know martial arts, but they don't know what the "fat man" these two are waiting for is going to do. When Chu Feng heard the word "Dali", he was slightly curious, but there were more people in the world who were going to Dali, and he didn't plan to do much.

A chaotic sound of horses' hooves pierced the night sky and was heard.

At night, the sound of the horse's hooves was extremely loud, and the old Song in the house whispered: "Isn't this coming?" The person who spoke first naturally praised and admired him. Chu Feng heard the movement of the two people getting up, and quietly disappeared into the darkness, but he didn't bother to deal with those coarse cloth clothes.

As soon as the courtyard door "creaked", the two people who spoke had already pushed the door out, and the five or six small cloth bags produced by the beggar gang behind the two of them saw Chu Feng's face embarrassed, and said secretly: "This thing, how did you get a piece of clothing and almost steal it from the beggar gang?"

The beggar helped the two people walk side by side to the official road, and one of them lit a torch in his hand and shouted towards the place where the horse's hooves came from: "Fifth Master Ma, the brothers have been waiting for a long time!"

Five horses rushed from the darkness, obviously there were only two people in the way, but they forced the five people to pull up the reins of the horses, and the first of the five was indeed a fat man.

is still a fat man that Chu Feng knows. The silver that Chu Feng was going to use to change his clothes just now was still a gift from this person.

Ma Wude lost a lot of weight compared to when he was in Shaanxi County, but he was still a fat man, so he rode on the horse and asked: "Even if it is a beggar gang, it is not possible for us to save someone wrong?"

"The brothers are greeting with good food and drink, why are they bullying people?" The old Song "hehe" smiled, "Ma Wuye saved our brother Chen, and we are grateful to Huazi......" There is really no malice in his words.

A person behind Ma Wude said angrily: "Then what do you mean by stopping us on this road?"

Ma Wude glanced back at the man, stopped his words, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Chu Feng coming out of the shadows, his face was first happy, and then his complexion changed, and he waved his hand at Chu Feng again and again, signaling him not to come. The two beggars saw his movements and also looked at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng just didn't see it, and walked towards the seven people.

Ma Wude jumped off the horse and said to Chu Feng: "Alas, what are you doing in this trip?" He was happy to see Chu Feng because he remembered that Chu Feng's swordsmanship was very good, but where could such a behemoth like the beggar gang be solved by the word "swordsmanship", so he thought that it was better to let Chu Feng avoid it.

Chu Feng asked a little puzzled: "Didn't Fifth Master Ma say that he would go north to the grassland on this trip and not come back in three or five months?"

Before Ma Wude could answer, the old Song of the beggar gang said to Chu Feng: "The beggar gang is doing things, and it is better for irrelevant friends to go away." "The young man carried a long sword in his hand in the middle of the night, dressed in blood, and he was not a good stubble no matter how he looked at it.

"Naturally, this is a 'related' friend. Chu Feng pointed at Ma Wude, and said with a smile, "In Xia Chu Feng, I have a small friendship with your gang, if there is any misunderstanding here, everyone can sit down and talk about it." ”

Lao Song looked at Chu Feng and said a little unexpectedly: "You are Chu Feng?" In the first battle of the bridge, Chu Feng was famous, and most of the disciples of the beggar gang knew Chu Feng's name, but they didn't know Chu Feng's appearance.

"It's like a fake. Chu Feng met his surprised gaze and replied, "I wonder which one here can count?"

Old Song pondered for a long time before he said, "Brother Chen is a disciple of Elder Wu, and his old man should be here." "Whether it's true or not, Elder Wu will be separated, and he doesn't dare to lack courtesy right now.

"Is it Wu Changfeng, is Elder Wu coming?"

"Exactly. ”