Chapter 13 The Hall of the Great Hero

Mo Shenggu let out a sigh of relief, and his heart was slightly relieved.

This battle was the most difficult battle in Mo Shenggu's life, and Mo Shenggu could be regarded as having seen the strength of Shaolin, a great martial arts sect.

If the authentic martial arts of Xuanmen lie in a solid foundation and gradual progress. And Shaolin's martial arts lie in the combination with Buddhism. The so-called martial arts.

If you practice Shaolin martial arts, if you specialize in Buddhism. will always be eaten by martial arts. Although the martial arts are low almost no effect. It's just that cultivation is becoming more and more difficult, but the higher the martial arts, the greater the impact. On the contrary, if the person who practices Shaolin martial arts is superb in Buddhism, the cultivation of Shaolin martial arts cannot be described as a thousand miles in a day, and it is not far off.

As far as Yuanxing is concerned, once Yuanxing is enlightened, the power of martial arts will immediately more than double, if it weren't for Yuanxing's knife being broken. Let Mo Shenggu make a contribution with his fists and feet. If he continues to fight, Mo Shenggu himself estimates that it will not be possible to win.

However, now Mo Shenggu has won. Mo Shenggu looked up at the Daxiong Treasure Hall not far away, and thought: "This battle, it can be seen that even if Shaolin in the Western Regions is in decline, it still loses the identity of a martial arts sect, and there are still masters. But there must be a reason for the strange things about Shaolin in the Western Regions recently. I'd better go up and ask for clarification. ”

Mo Shenggu didn't worry about his own safety at all, and he had enough confidence in his skills, even if he was defeated, he would still be able to escape. Second, Mo Shenggu is not a person without an identity background, and there is a new sect like the Wudang faction behind him. If you want to come to the Western Regions, Shaolin doesn't dare to mess around.

Before Mo Shenggu came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he saw a white-haired old monk waiting for him. There were dozens of monks behind him, all holding knives and sticks, standing quietly behind the old monk.

Mo Shenggu was secretly surprised, because although there were not many people behind the old monk, each of them was a good hand. With so many people here, it doesn't take a minute to win Mo Shenggu.

Mo Shenggu said, "Master, it's fine. ”

The old monk said, "Donor, be well." The old monk looked at him and said, "Is it true that the people in the Ming Sect will come alone? ”

Mo Shenggu finally understood that it was not the right time for him to come. When I was in Xi'an, I heard about the conflict between Mingjiao and Shaolin in the Western Regions. But he did not directly go to Shaolin in the Western Regions at this juncture. And he was regarded as a Mingjiao person by the Shaolin in the Western Regions.

What a misunderstanding.

Mo Shenggu immediately said: "In Xia Wudang, Mo Shenggu is not a member of the Ming Sect. ”

"What?" the monks in the main hall exclaimed in unison. It turned out that the fight to the death was wrong.

The old monk said first: "Amitabha, it turns out that the donor is a disciple of Zhang Zhenren, who can teach such a young talent, it turns out to be Zhang Zhenren? I've seen Mo Qixia. ”

Mo Shenggu said: "Don't dare to be, I don't know what happened today?"

The flight attendant said: "Amitabha, this temple is located in the northwest, and it was originally within the scope of Mingjiao, and there was a conflict with Mingjiao at the beginning, and it has become more and more intense recently. Especially after Songshan Shaolin started to teach the Heavenly Eagle Sect. Mingjiao homeopathic questioning the temple. The better, here for a while. ”

Mo Shenggu asked, "Who will come from the Ming Sect?"

The flight attendant said: "It's Yang Xiao, and the four gates of heaven and earth." ”

Hearing the word Yang Xiao, Mo Shenggu secretly said in his heart: "Yes." Mo Shenggu immediately understood the behavior of the Ming Sect. This is not so much the action of Mingjiao, but the action of Yang Xiao.

The Heavenly Eagle Sect is in trouble in Jiangnan, and the Ming Sect whip is beyond its reach. And Yang Xiao took Shaolin in the Western Regions to open the knife, and when he came, he bought the white-eyed eagle king, and united a part of the Mingjiao people, and then he drove out the influence of Shaolin and consolidated the influence of Mingjiao in the northwest. The end is to kill four birds with one stone.

The flight attendant said: "Originally, Mo Qixia came to visit, and the temple should be well entertained, but there is something to do recently, so please ask Mo Qixia to go down the mountain." ”

He had the matter of losing two disciples in a row at the foot of the mountain of Timo Shenggu, as if this thing did not exist. This means that he has the heart to write off Mo Shenggu.

Mo Shenggu was in a dilemma at the moment. But listening to the words of the flight attendant, the more and more unable to retreat, otherwise the people on the rivers and lakes will think that the Wudang faction is afraid of Mingjiao. Mo Shenggu never dared to have a bad reputation in Wudang. The flight attendant was cunning, and a kind word cut off all the choices of Mo Shenggu.

Although Mo Shenggu was unwilling to be a brother with Mingjiao in his heart. But now, Mo Shenggu couldn't be allowed to retreat, and said: "Where is the master, I am also a martial arts lineage in the Central Plains." Naturally, I am willing to help the master retreat from the enemy. ”

The eyes of the flight attendant are neither sad nor joyful. It seems that Mo Shenggu's decision has long been in the calculation of the flight attendant.

The flight attendant said, "Thank you Mo Qixia." ”

What else can Mo Shenggu say now, so he has to comfort himself that being able to fight with the masters of the Ming Sect can be regarded as a good experience.

"Hahaha. A voice came from down the mountain, as if in everyone's ear. "In Xia Yang Xiao, come to worship the mountain. ”

"I've been waiting for a long time. The voice came from the mouth of the flight attendant. Mo Shenggu was taken aback, what a pure internal force. Fight against Yang Xiao and don't fall behind.

As soon as the words fell, a figure appeared at the door. This person is extremely chic, and he is dressed in white clothes on Yang Xiao's body, which makes Yang Xiao feel like a good son in the world. It is worthy of being one of the two immortals that countless martial arts women think about day and night. The appearance is really extraordinary.

Yang Xiao said: "Master flight attendant, here is Yang Xiao and I am here to make an appointment. ”

The flight attendant said: "Lord Yang, Shaolin in the Western Regions has no grudge against the Ming Sect. Why do you have to work so hard with each other?"

Yang Xiao said: "The White-eyed Eagle King is a member of the Ming Sect, and Shaolin is looking for trouble with the Sky Eagle Sect. I, Mingjiao, have no choice but to find trouble with the master. ”

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the bottom of the mountain, and the footsteps were dense and light. As soon as he heard it, he was a practitioner, and he didn't have to think about it, and Mo Shenggu knew that these people must be the successors of the Ming Sect.

The flight attendant bowed his head and recited the Buddha's horn and said, "Amitabha." "The face of the flight attendant is somewhat similar to that of the Buddha on the Mahavira Hall. The flight attendants knew that this battle was inevitable. All the people who don't know martial arts have been sent away by the flight attendants, and now there are only a few dozen people in the entire Western Regions Shaolin. The flight attendant said: "In this way, the poor monk will have a fight with Lord Yang." However, God has a good life, and the people below don't have to do it. The poor monk made a contract with Lord Yang Shi, you and I fought, and the poor monk lost. From today on, Shaolin in the Western Regions does not practice martial arts. And the donor lost, and took the Ming Sect people down the mountain, and for the rest of his life, he was not allowed to come near this place. ”

Yang Xiao listened, and secretly thought to himself in his heart: "This old monk's martial arts are not low, and the people behind the old monk are all good hands. Although Shaolin in the Western Regions has not been as good as before in recent years, it still has a foundation. The ones who really listen to me in the church are the four gates of heaven and earth behind me. It's not a big loss of beauty if there is too much damage like this. And the final result of this battle is still me and this old monk, who is higher and who is lower. Moreover, if the Shaolin of the Western Regions is really destroyed, the face of Songshan Shaolin will not look good. It is bound to be the enemy of my Ming Sect, although this religion is not afraid, but it is very troublesome. It's better to force Shaolin in the Western Regions out of the martial arts. ”

Yang Xiao's gaze suddenly swept over Mo Shenggu, but he frowned, as if he hadn't seen it, although Yang Xiao was very surprised that a Taoist priest appeared here. After all, Yang Xiao knows most of what Shaolin in the Western Regions has done in the mountains. The flight attendant has driven all the monks who don't know martial arts down the mountain, and there is another Taoist priest there.

But that's all a subsection.

Yang Xiao said: "Master flight attendant, since you have a compassionate heart, how can you not allow it." In the next promise to the master's words. You and I fight, I win, Shaolin in the Western Regions has since been removed from the martial arts, no longer practicing martial arts, and no longer handing over martial arts figures. And I lost. In the future, I will no longer be close to this place for a hundred miles. When the disciples of the Ming Sect saw the disciples of Shaolin in the Western Regions, they all walked around. ”

The flight attendant said, "It's a word. ”

Yang Xiao said: "It's hard to chase the horse. ”

At this time, Mo Shenggu was secretly ashamed in his heart, and said in his heart: "Mo Shenggu? Mo Shenggu, you are still a scholar, so you live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." Mo Shenggu just thought that the flight attendant master was forcing him to stay and be the enemy of the Ming Sect with words, but he didn't think of the flight attendant master, and he didn't think about it at all. In today's battle, only the flight attendant master and Yang Xiao fought. But then Mo Shenggu became excited again, and it was also a great luck for Mo Shenggu to be able to witness the battle of the world's first-class characters.

The flight attendant master said: "Inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the place is small, and I am afraid that I will be injured by mistake. Lord Yang and I went outside to fight, how about it?"

Yang Xiao said: "It's exactly what I want." With that, he walked out.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is a large open space. At this time, the disciples of the Ming Sect were already standing on it. Yang Xiao gave an order, and the Ming Sect disciples had already occupied half of the open space, leaving a lot of space.

Mo Shenggu was on the other side with the other monks. Mo Shenggu looked at the Mingjiao congregations opposite, and saw that the Mingjiao congregations on the opposite side were men and women, monks and Taoists, and Han and Fan. There were four men standing before the multitude. It should be the lord of the four gates of heaven and earth, wind and thunder. Mo Shenggu also inadvertently saw that Zhao Mu was also opposite.

The level of the sect members on the opposite side was uneven, and there were four sect masters, and even Mo Shenggu did not dare to say that he would win. And among the rest of the congregation, there are still people who have just learned a few crop tricks. However, there are many people, and on the whole, they are better than Shaolin in the Western Regions.

The master of the flight attendant had already explained the matter to the monks, walked out, stood in the open space, bowed his head and lowered his eyes, as if he was an old Buddha. Yang Xiao also stood up and said, "Master, please." ”

The flight attendant master said, "Donor, please." ”

After the words were finished, neither of them moved, motionless, like two wooden stakes. Mo Shenggu understood that it was because the other party was not mediocre, he didn't dare to act rashly, and he was peeking at the other party's shortcomings. The outcome of this duel is related to the portal masters of the two factions. Don't dare to be careless. Therefore, neither of them dared to leave each other a flaw.