Shaolin Temple, Gu Bai Sensen, is a holy place in the martial arts, and has always been deeply admired by martial arts people.

The purity of the temple has always been broken, and wave after wave of martial arts characters have come one after another.

Even though the Shaolin Temple had already prepared, the enthusiasm of the people in the martial arts still caught them by surprise.

In just a few days, tens of thousands of people from the rivers and lakes have arrived in the temple, and some gangs have even come to help.

All of this, just because of a big war, a competition between Mingjiao and Shaolin, is no longer a life-and-death duel between good and evil, but a battle of will.

It is no wonder that since Hong Jin became the leader of the Ming Sect, the momentum of the Ming Sect has soared into the sky like a rocket.

This has a great impact on the momentum of the first school in Shaolin, even though the Shaolin monks pay attention to purity and inaction, but this kind of mortal heart, that has so lightly faded.

Hong Jin took several leaders of Mingjiao from the top of the light, all the way to the mountains and rivers, leisurely, and Yixing.

Now Xiao Zhao is completely devoted to him, but I'm afraid that he won't be able to drive away.

Hong Jin also loves Xiao Zhao very much in his heart, he deeply appreciates the joy of the two and enjoys a rare time.

The characters in the rivers and lakes encountered along the way, after seeing the banner of Mingjiao, all stood on the side of the road, and their attitudes were unusually respectful.

Except for the big gangs with some identities, the rest of the people, seeing Hong Jin, were so extraordinary that they didn't dare to come forward at all.

Hong Jin is not a person who shows off by nature, but the rules of Mingjiao are like this, and he is not easy to change, so he has to acquiesce to them.

I haven't gone to Shaolin yet, and I have received countless rare treasures along the way, all of which are specially sent by some sects.

Xiao Zhao inserted a jade hairpin on her head, which made her look like jade, which was indescribably exciting.

Seeing that Mingjiao had received their gifts, these people were very happy. I feel that there is a lot of glory, and I walk with my head held high.

Hong Jin couldn't help but shake his head slightly, clinging to power, it has been like this since ancient times, no matter in that world, this is human nature.

Encountering people from the Wudang faction along the way, Hong Jin couldn't help but be stunned, good guy, except for Zhang Sanfeng himself, Wudang is an important person. It's almost pouring out of the nest.

Not only were all the seven sons of Wudang there, but even the best of the three generations of disciples, such as Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, followed together.

When Yu Daiyan saw Hong Jin, his eyes immediately turned red, and he hurriedly dismounted and saluted, thanking Hong Jin for his kindness.

Hong Jin was bowed by Yu Daiyan, and greeted the seven sons of Wudang with a smile, and their words were very cordial.

Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu were both very happy to see Hong Jin. Tightly around him, reluctant to walk away.

Hong Jin saw that Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min were very affectionate, and Song Qingshu was in love with Zhou Zhiruo, and couldn't help but feel relieved. That's what he wants.

Stepping on Shaomu Mountain again and walking on the winding path, Hong Jin felt infinite emotion in his heart, and the time changed. Shaomuro Mountain hasn't changed much, but he will never go back to the past.

Standing in front of the yellow bricks and blue tiles, Hong Jin looked at the solemn ancient temple. Hearing the bells, I unconsciously sighed.

The monk of Shaolin Temple, when he heard that Mingjiao and Wudang faction were coming together, couldn't help but panic and hurriedly went in to report.

Hong Jin entered the Shaolin Temple, said to everyone that he was not accompanied, and before the abbot of the empty hearing arrived, his body had disappeared.

On the mountain behind the Shaolin Temple, there is a stone monument, standing alone in the pine forest, the surrounding scenery is particularly cold and desolate, with flowers and wild grasses.

There are four big characters written on the stele: "The Tomb of Jueyuan", this stele was carved by Hong Jin himself, with traces of moss.

Looking at the stele, Hong Jin couldn't help but think of his bits and pieces in the Shaolin Temple, and Jueyuan's kind face seemed to emerge from the tomb.

Unconsciously, Hong Jin knelt on the ground, two lines of tears, dripping down his cheeks: "Master, are you lonely? ”

The wind blew in gusts of time, and Hong Jin's heart was also a burst of coolness, his martial arts were regarded as standing on the top of the world, but no matter how powerful he was, how could he be able to resist the ruthlessness of the years and the tricks of fate.

Hong Jin sat in front of the tomb, sitting stupidly like this, but he couldn't be calm in his heart, and the past came to his heart one by one.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually darkened, Hong Jin woke up, he sighed, and ran towards the Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple has already made a fuss, originally according to the arrangement of Shaolin Temple, to arrange a competition during the day.

But I didn't expect that the main owner of the competition was gone, so I had to postpone the competition.

There are many people whispering in their hearts, saying that Hong Jin is afraid of the Shaolin monks, but he is afraid that he has fled.

But no one dares to say such words, after all, the prestige of the Ming Sect has reached an unprecedented level.

Yang Xiao and the others were all surprised when they saw Hong Jin, waiting for such a long time made them feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratch, and now they finally put their minds at ease.

The abbot said: "The three uncles of the old man are all sitting in dry Zen, and they have to bother the Sect Master Hong, and they will go to the back mountain for a while." ”

Hong Jin nodded, followed the abbot of Kongwen, and walked towards the back mountain.

Behind Hong Jin, there was a long dragon, and the people in the rivers and lakes were counting on a glimpse.

The moon gradually rose, shining directly on the entire back mountain, which was transparent, no different from the daytime.

The back mountain was full of people, and from a distance, the black pressure was one after another.

The people in the rivers and lakes all pay attention to a rule, all the characters of the big sect occupy a favorable position, and those small sects, the idle soldiers on the rivers and lakes, are all shrunk in the dark, and look at the top of the mountain.

Hong Jin didn't expect that it was just a competition, which attracted so many people.

But if you look at it carefully, it's actually not surprising, because this big battle is likely to affect the shape of the rivers and lakes.

Moreover, as a person in the rivers and lakes, being able to witness such a grand competition is an exciting thing in itself.

"Empty news, Mingjiao Sect Leader Hong, are you here?" A gloomy and cold voice suddenly came out, without the slightest emotion.

Tens of thousands of people on the field, whether they are on or off the mountain, can hear it clearly, and they don't feel the slightest shock in their hearts, and they can't help but secretly marvel in their hearts, the internal strength of the Shaolin monks is really good.

Hong Jin calmly walked into the field. Said proudly: "Hong Jin has seen three. ”

Under the moonlight, Hong Jin could see clearly that the three old monks were sitting in the pine hole, their bodies were thin, and they were really not human.

Hong Jin couldn't help but shake his head slightly, Shaolin Temple has a lot of martial arts, these three old monks, just dedicated to participating in bitter Zen, the achievement is naturally quite high, but this pays. It's not small.

The yellow-faced old monk said gloomily: "The old monk's eye is injured in the hands of Yang Dingtian, since you have succeeded to the head of the Ming Sect, then this account can only be asked by you." ”

Hong Jin said lightly: "Okay." As long as you can win against me, I'll be at your disposal. ”

The black-faced crosser shouted, "What an arrogant boy." No matter how many people you have in the Ming Sect, the three of us will follow. ”

Hong Jin shook his head: "With the three of you, just me, it's enough." The three of you don't have to be polite. Despite the all-out shot. ”

The white-faced tribulation said without moving: "Young man, even if you have practiced kung fu since you were a child, you can cultivate for a few years. These days, people in the rivers and lakes. will praise you to the sky, but I am afraid that it is an exaggeration. ”

"Hehe, justice is in the hearts of the people, and the bright moon is above. With so many pairs of eyes watching, it's clear who wins and loses. It is really useless to use the word in vain. Hong Jin said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The black-faced Du: "Sect Master Hong, you have successfully aroused my anger. However, if we win, then the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slayer Knife, you will have to sacrifice to the Shaolin Temple. ”

Hong Jin nodded: "No problem." If I win, let me take Yuanjin back. ”

"Okay, you can take me first. With a loud shout, he shook his hand, and a long black rope flew out silently and stabbed towards the door of Hong Jinmian.

For the skill of more than 70 years of hard work, Hong Jin did not dare to be too careless, he flicked the sleeve of his robe, and a flash of strength flashed, and the long rope suddenly flew out upside down.

As soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was any, and his eyesight was amazing, and when he saw Hong Jin's movements, he knew that the crossing was not Hong Jin's hand, and under the shock, the long rope in his hand suddenly flew out.

At this time, the moon was bright, but the long rope that Du Misfortune struck out was like a ghost, and it simply became a living thing.

When the martial arts heroes present saw it, they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Hong Jin, what is the internal force contained in the long rope, everyone is not very clear, but the momentum on the rope makes the martial arts people feel desperate.

Zhou Dian smiled on the side and said: "This kung fu is really good, even if I beat Zhou Dian to death, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice." ”

Hong Jin took a step forward, trying to pull the rope of Du'er, and then led him over.

Who knew that this copy of the hand actually copied an empty rope, crossed the rope, and actually made a turn in the air, fluttering into the distance.

Hong Jin couldn't help but gasp, if it comes to making strange moves, the three old monks are naturally inferior to the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, but if it is true strength, they are far above the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings.

At the first time he encountered a strong enemy, Hong Jin gradually urged the Nine Yang True Qi and the Nine Yin True Qi to form a circle around him.

The three old monks' Usuo, every time they fell on Hong Jin's side, they couldn't continue to attack inward, so they were forced to change their moves.

This is really a strange thing that has never been seen in the lives of the three old monks, they are not famous at all on the surface, but in their hearts, they have already set off turbulent waves.

There were tens of thousands of people in the field, but at this moment, there was not even a trace of noise, everyone was holding their breath and not daring to come out.

The Uso in the hands of the three old monks hovered around Hong Jin's body, transforming into various shapes, like magic, which was breathtaking.

It's a pity that no matter how much they urge the internal force, the long rope can't get close to Hong Jin's side.

Later, the strength of Uso gradually increased, like a storm and rain, so that everyone who heard it felt palpitations.

Hong Jin was not easy at first, because he didn't figure out the path of the Vajra Demon Fist, he only felt the air flow around his body, and gradually it seemed to be stagnant.

If it weren't for Hong Jin's hard work to reach the transformation realm, he wouldn't be able to move calmly in the circle.

However, Hong Jin understood the strength of the three monks more and more thoroughly, and his footwork gradually became smarter, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The King Kong Demon Circle, it is really the world's first-class kung fu, I have seen it today. Hong Jin said slowly, walking Tai Chi steps unhurriedly under his feet, and his movements were unusually soothing.

Seeing that Hong Jin was under the attack of the three people, he could still speak calmly, even if he was an old monk who had been sitting for many years, like a dry well without waves, his face couldn't help but be shocked.

"Hmph, if you know it's awesome. Du Nan reluctantly mentioned that he didn't want to appear weaker than Hong Jin in front of everyone, so he had to make a long story short.

Hong Jin said indifferently: "However, although it is powerful, it is not difficult to break it." Please watch the three. ”

As soon as these words came out, on the rocks of the peaks, in the crevices on the rocks, behind the big trees, behind the rocks, including among the trees, there were constantly swarthy heads poking out, and the eyes did not blink, to see whether Hong Jin was talking big or had real skills? (To be continued......