The town at the foot of Shaolin Mountain is also the sphere of influence of Shaolin Temple, and the Xiaoyao faction has no manor here, because it is close to the Shaolin Succession Ceremony, the inns in the town are almost full, Xiao Buqi went out for a turn, and soon came back and said that he had rented a courtyard, his ability to do things is really good, if Wang Lie goes, he really can't find a place.

After settling down for one night, early the next morning, Xiaoyaozi instructed Xiao Buqi to go up the mountain to send a worship post, Wang Lie remembered that the Infinite Sword Sect had received an invitation, but it seemed that Xiaoyaozi did not, what he gave Xiao Buqi was a famous book made of polished and smooth bamboo chips, plus a text message written by him, Xiao Buqi took the order and left.

"Master, if we don't go up the mountain directly, why do we have to hand over the prayer post first?" Wang Lie was a little puzzled.

"Haha, this time for the teacher is an uninvited guest, although it is an old friend for decades, it is always necessary to let Ruxian be a little prepared. Xiaoyaozi said with a smile.

"Senior brother, it is not appropriate to go up the mountain so rashly as a master, and the Shaolin Temple will naturally send someone down the mountain to welcome you. Wu Yazi said more.

Wang Lie nodded, his feelings are to enjoy the treatment of VIPs.

"Master, is the abbot of Shaolin also your junior? Wang Lie asked.

"I can't say that, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, Ruxian, refines the Shaolin Yijin Sutra, and should be more than ninety years old this year, and he is younger than the teacher, but we are not from different sects, there is no generation, you see that Murong Longcheng is only sixty or seventy years old, but he is also the same generation as the Shaolin abbot. However, he is the first Shaolin abbot of such an age as Ruxian, and the ancestor of Bodhidharma has not been an abbot for so many years. Xiaoyaozi said.

"And the inheritance of our Xiaoyao Sect is different from ordinary sects, and the age of your disciples is estimated to be the same as the current three generations of Shaolin disciples, so it doesn't matter if we interact with people. Xiaoyaozi said chicly.

This is like those who are old and have children in later generations, and they make a young child with a high seniority, no matter how they talk about it, they worship a master who is more than 100 years old, and if they really talk about the seniority, they are not the highest generation in martial arts, but unfortunately no one will talk to themselves, if they don't practice any martial arts, they can crush people to death by relying on their high seniority, Wang Lie thought nonsense.

"Master, it's rare to come once, the disciple goes out for a stroll. Wang Lie couldn't help but say to Xiaoyaozi.

"Go, come back before noon, the welcoming monk of Shaolin Temple should arrive before noon, you don't play too long. Xiaoyaozi nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, Li Suning was left in the room by Li Qiushui, otherwise he would definitely have to go shopping with him, Wang Lie thought about stepping out of the small courtyard they rented, this small courtyard is located in the southwest corner of the town, it is the courtyard of a wealthy merchant in Luoyang, usually no one lives, only the rich businessman lives when he comes to worship the Buddha, I don't know what way Xiao Buqi used to rent it.

Although it is only a small town, but because it is located in the only way to enter the mountain of Shaolin Temple, it is also prosperous and abnormal, all kinds of small merchants and hawkers are everywhere, and it is not a few points worse than the tourist attractions in later generations. Wang Lie looked at the excitement and walked in the direction of the foot of the mountain, Shaomu Mountain is not very high, from the perspective of the bottom of the mountain, the mountains are lush and green, and you can vaguely see some eaves tiles glowing with a little golden light in the sun, Wang Lie casually bought a folding fan on the side of the road, pretending to shake the folding fan to avoid the square steps, and the leader of the inspection walked on the bluestone paved road, and his heart was extraordinary, this is the image of the handsome son in the martial arts drama, you can forget to bring the sword when you go out, or this image will kill Murong Fu's kid in minutes.

Wang Lie walked for a long time, each store went in to see, and the boss had a few words, the town is not big, it is also a radius of seven or eight miles, it didn't take long for him to walk to the other side of the town, and then go forward is the road up the mountain, at this moment the town under the mountain has gathered a lot of martial arts people, but there are few people on the way up the mountain, presumably because the Shaolin ceremony is about to be held, temporarily do not accept pilgrims to incense, the martial arts people under the mountain have not yet reached the time to go up the mountain, Wang Lie thought about these, and couldn't help but walk on the mountain road, where the greenery is very good, the air is fresh, Wang Lie has raised the interest in playing, and the scenery is not bad first。

Wandering around, Wang Lie walked a mountain road, there was a sound of footsteps behind a corner in front of him, someone came, Wang Lie played a lot of fun, and jumped on a big stone on the side of the road, just saw the crowd behind the corner, it was a group of Shaolin monks, there were seven or eight people, and the leader was his old acquaintance, the Lingjing monk who fought the bandits together.

Wang Lie's eyes rolled, he smiled silently, thrust the folding fan into his waist, and with his legs, he pounced on Lingjing with a hungry tiger.

Lingjing was walking on the mountain road, suddenly the sound of breaking wind sounded in front of him, a figure volleyed into the air, Lingjing's kung fu was far above Wang Lie, even if Wang Lie studied hard during this time, it was far worse than Lingjing, even if it was a sneak attack, this move would definitely not hit Lingjing, I saw Lingjing half-turn his body, a move Shuanglong went to sea, and his fists hit Wang Lie directly, Wang Lieren was in mid-air, the empty door was wide open, Ling Bo couldn't make a micro step, he could only cross his hands to block, a strong force came instantly, Wang Lie's body was thrown backwards, the volley was rolled back, his feet fell on the stone next to the road, he kicked hard, and he kicked Lingjing, Lingjing made a block, and the two exchanged a few moves in an instant。

After a few moves, Wang Lie took Ling Bo Wei step, instantly took a few steps back and stood still, and said loudly: "Lingjing, old friends are ruthless when they meet you." ”

Lingjing smiled slightly, after the first move, he recognized Wang Lie, and the next few moves didn't show real kung fu at all, otherwise Wang Lie couldn't stop it now, he was one of the best masters in Shaolin's generation of disciples. The monks in the back saw that Lingjing knew the visitor, and they all stopped and stood aside, without disturbing them.

"But I haven't seen him for more than a month, and the progress of Wang Shizhu's kung fu is really fast, and the little monk admires it. If you keep using your light footwork, the little monk won't be able to touch you. Lingjing folded his hands.

"I said that I didn't give you anything, don't call me a donor, call me Wang Lie. Wang Lie stepped forward familiarly.

Lingjing smiled, noncommittal.

"Hey, Lingjing, what are you going to do, go down the mountain? It just so happens that I'm going down the mountain too, let's go together. Wang Lie put his arm on Lingjing's shoulder.

Lingjing was good-tempered, and reluctantly endured Wang Lie's actions, and replied: "There is an old friend of the ancestor who came down from the mountain, and the little monk was ordered to go down the mountain to greet him. ”

"You're not going to meet me, are you? Wang Lie was surprised.

I don't know Lingjing, the monks behind him rolled their eyes together, and they all said that the ancestor is an old friend, and you don't look in the mirror to see which green onion you are.

"Lord Wang wants to enter the temple and go directly up the mountain, my senior brother is preparing for the ceremony on the mountain, you just let the monk lead you in, I want to meet an old gentleman. Lingjing thought he wanted to enter the temple early.

"Phew, that's wrong, isn't the person you greet called Xiaoyaozi, that's my master. Wang Lie explained.

"It's Xiaoyaozi's predecessor, it turned out to be the master of Wang Shizhu, that's a coincidence. Lingjing said.

"That's right, let's go, I'll take you there. Wang Lie said with a big grin, pulling Lingjing and leaving. "That's the Luohan fist you used just now, it's really powerful. Wang Lie complimented, but his heart was refreshed, his own gold finger is really against the sky, you can get the other party's stunt martial arts by hand, you really feel unreasonable, this has not seen the gate of Shaolin Temple, a set of Arhat boxing will be in hand, according to this, Wang Yuyan in front of himself Don't say that he is proficient in the world's martial arts, the master is really proficient.