It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the annual martial arts competition in the temple began, and the disciples had finished their performances, and the first master of the Dharma Academy commented one by one.

Hong Jin and Xu Zhu hid in the corner and watched quietly, they had a similar temperament and became excellent friends.

"Xuannan, you don't know martial arts at all, what kind of bullshit do you put around?" With a question, a fire foreman suddenly came out of the crowd with a perverse expression.

This sentence is really earth-shattering, and all the monks in the surrounding area are scolding.

The fire foreman Tuo rolled his eyes and shouted, "I don't understand all the bullshit, what are you screaming about?"

Several Shaolin monks immediately rushed over, wanting to subdue the fire foreman Tuo, so as not to make him make a big deal and mess with the purity of Buddhism.

Cracking sound!

The fire foreman Tuo came with anger, and his shot was extremely vicious, and the Shaolin monks were knocked down, either with broken arms or broken legs, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Xuan Nan couldn't help but shout, and his voice was full of majesty: "All retreat." ”

When the Shaolin monks saw that Master Xuan Nan was going to face the enemy in person, they were all extremely excited, and they expected that this time, the fire foreman Tuo would definitely not be able to escape.

After more than 20 years of hard training, the fire foreman Tuo expected that his kung fu would inevitably be better than the monks of the temple, and when he saw Xuan Yan playing, he not only did not have the slightest fear, but licked his lips, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

The two of them tumbled and rolled, and they actually fought for 500 rounds, and they still didn't know whether they won or lost, and the monks and monks were dumbfounded.

There are many monks in the incense soup kitchen who have a gap with the fire foreman, and when they see this situation, they are all secretly frightened.

The fire foreman Tuo used all the Shaolin kung fu that he stole to learn, and I saw him use both fists and feet, constantly changing the exercises, and he would really know a lot, and he was extraordinary.

Master Xuan is a monk all the way, with a combination of strength and softness, and he seems to be at ease.

Seeing that the fire foreman Tuo's spirit gradually faded, Master Xuan Nan performed the kung fu of the fast palm, he attacked eighteen palms in a row, and the fire foreman Tuo retreated eighteen steps in a row.

After the eighteen palms of Xuan Nan were beaten, the mandarin ducks kicked out of both legs, and kicked thirty-six legs in a row, and the shadow of the legs was fluttering, making people unable to see the reality at all.

The fire foreman Tuo was hit in succession, and after the last shot, he was kicked over a somersault and fell heavily to the ground.

Xuan Nan saw that the victory and defeat had been divided, and he took pity on the hard-won kung fu of the fire foreman, so he gathered his momentum and said softly: "Stand down, listen to the fall." ”

The foreman of the fire suddenly struck out with both palms, and his strength was like an overwhelming sea, and he was shocked, and then he wanted to meet the enemy, but it was too late.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the oblique stab, shot out like lightning, and shot like a swimming dragon, and the latter came first, slapping towards the body of the fire foreman.

It was Hong Jin who made the shot, and he had been keeping an eye on the movements of the fire foreman, so that he could make a timely move.

The fire foreman Tuo Shu felt that the strong wind was blowing, blowing his monk's clothes and hunting, and he was shocked, thinking that it was the senior monk in the Shaolin Temple who made the shot, so he had no choice but to turn around and strike a palm to resolve Hong Jin's offensive.

The palms intersected and there was a loud bang.

A strong blow came, like a heavy hammer opening the mountain, Hong Jin's body kicked back a few steps, and then he stood firm.

The fire foreman Tuo used the top kung fu Vajra Prajna palm of the outer gate, but he didn't expect to work in vain, and was picked up by a young man, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

Seeing that he had lost the best opportunity to sneak attack, the fire foreman Tuo shook his numb shoulders, glared at Hong Jin fiercely, and took advantage of the panic to fly out of the temple with his body in a vertical direction.

Many Shaolin masters chased after him together, but when he saw that the sky was misty and the sky was lonely, he actually escaped without a trace.

There were several irascible warrior monks who began to make noise, wanting to hunt down the fire foreman Tuo.

Abbot Xuanci sighed and said: "Amitabha, it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, the Shaolin Temple has planted evil causes, and there are evil results, but it can't be completely blamed on the fire foreman." ”

All the high-ranking monks gathered around together, and when they saw that Hong Jin was not injured, they couldn't help but be amazed.

The breath in Hong Jin's body was tumbling, very uncomfortable, and it took a long time to come to his senses, and when it came to his true strength, he was still far inferior to the fire foreman.

Xuan Yan was shocked, and hurriedly moved over and thanked Hong Jin.

In front of the abbot of Xuanci, Hong Jin offered a plan, saying that as long as he stayed in front of the monk of the incense kitchen, he could trap and kill the fire foreman Tuo, at least abolish his martial arts.

For several days, the Shaolin Temple was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, maintaining a state of high vigilance, but there was no movement in the fire foreman.

Hong Jin was unexpected, and couldn't help but be stunned, speculating that the things in this world were afraid that there had been a lot of changes compared to the original Tianlong world.

Since Hong Jin saved Xuanyan, he has become a guest of Xuanyan, and thus he has met many high-ranking monks of Xuanzi.

These monks treat Hong Jin differently and take special care, which makes Hong Jin's heart have a lot of warmth and a strong sense of belonging to Shaolin Temple.

On a dark and windy night, Hong Jin was meditating on the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and it was quiet everywhere.

In the Shaolin Temple, several screams suddenly sounded, piercing the silent night sky, and the sound came from the Xiang Ji Kitchen.

Hong Jin jumped up, and his body rolled towards the fragrant soup kitchen like a gust of wind.

Through the vast twilight, Hong Jin saw a figure fleeing into the distance, and the back was the fire foreman.

Hong Jin Zhilu said that with his light body kung fu, he couldn't catch up with the fire foreman Tuo at all, so he had to go to the Xiangji Kitchen to check first.

In the incense soup kitchen, there were several corpses lying down, all of them were blurred with flesh and blood, and the death was miserable, and there was a huge palm print on the chest, which was the trace left by the Vajra Prajna palm.

Hong Jin couldn't help but be furious, the heart of the fire foreman Tuo is so hateful, I am afraid it will be a big disaster to escape from the temple like this.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Hong Jin, why do you want to do this to the monks of this temple?"

Hong Jin was furious and turned around, only to find that the person who shouted was Chen Youliang, who had been beaten by him.

Chen Youliang saw Hong Jin's fierce appearance, and hurriedly hid behind Yuan Zhen, and Hong Jin saw that several senior monks rushed over together.

It was Master Xuanbei who walked in the front, and behind him, except for Yuan Zhen and Chen Youliang, they were all masters of the Xuanzi generation, and Hong Jin hurriedly stepped forward to give a salute.

Xuan Bei snorted coldly: "Friendship, don't talk nonsense, Hong Jin is a person from my Shaolin Temple, how can he harm the Xiangji Kitchen monk?"

Chen Youliang blurted out in order to plant a false accusation, and then thought that it was impossible to achieve it, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Hong Jin knew that the things in the rivers and lakes often caused many incidents because of a disagreement, and after listening to Chen Youliang's words, he was very worried.

Now that he saw that Xuan Bei understood the matter, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and glared at Chen Youliang fiercely.

Chen Youliang had a smile on his face, but Hong Jin could feel the hatred hidden in his heart.

The Shaolin monks searched outside the temple for many days, trying to arrest the fire foreman Tuo, but there was never a trace of him, and it seems that he did flee to a distant place.

At this point, there is an iron rule in the Shaolin Temple, that is, it is not allowed to be taught by the master, and it is never allowed to learn martial arts privately.

......

Hong Jin was drinking tea with Jueyuan, but saw Xuzhu running over, and said that it was a guest from Tianzhu in Shaolin Temple.

After a short time, a monk came to pass on Hongjin and asked him to lead a master of Polo Star to the Tibetan scriptures to read the scriptures.

Hong Jin followed the monk and met this master of Polo Star, only to see his high nose and deep eyes, blue eyes and curly hair, and a shrewd face.

Seeing Master Xuan Xuan leading a group of monks to copy Buddhist scriptures for Boluo Xing, Hong Jin couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, he was like a mirror in his heart, knowing that the drunkard of Polo Xing did not mean to drink.

Polo Xing, a typical snob, keeps a smiling face for the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation, but for Hong Jin and others, he scolds them repeatedly, and treats them as servants in private.

A group of Shaolin monks who helped to copy it, all have great resentment in their hearts, if it weren't for Master Xuanxuan's order, they must be polite to Boluo Xing, and don't lose the prestige of Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid that these Shaolin monks would have refused to do it a long time ago.

Even a good-tempered person like Xuzhu couldn't help but complain to Hong Jin, who just smiled and didn't say much.

Originally, when he practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill, Hong Jin was in his own room, but now every night, he hides near the Tibetan Scripture Building, allowing insects and ants to bite, and he does not move.

The hard work paid off, Hong Jin really found that Polo Xing went to secretly read the secret of martial arts every night, he didn't say anything about it first, but just remembered Polo Xing's trajectory.

Hong Jin explained the situation to Master Xuanxuan, who couldn't help but be surprised when he heard it, and then felt a shock.

Polo Star was sneaky, and he was quickly looking through the martial scriptures in the scripture building, but suddenly heard a sneer, and he could see through the faint starlight that it was Hong Jin who had arrived.

Bo Luoxing also had an impression of Hong Jin, and he couldn't help but whisper: "You little guy, what are you doing running into the scripture building?"

Hong Jin said with a smile: "Bold monk, dare to come and steal the martial scriptures, but I don't know the way, I am guarding the Tibetan scripture building." ”

Bo Luoxing was afraid that the matter would be revealed, so he said a lot, and then took up Tianzhu Wuxue and slashed at Hong Jin, wanting to kill people and kill people.

Since Hong Jin learned the Jiuyang Divine Skill, all kinds of moves can be used, and they are very powerful, and he waved his hands and kicked at the moment, attacking Polo Star and retreating again and again.

During the period when Hong Jin was studying martial arts, he occasionally asked the masters of Shaolin Xuanzi for advice, but it was all on point, and it was so really enjoyable to fight.

For a while, Hong Jin's body was full of energy, and his moves became more and more smooth, if it weren't for forcing Boluo Xing to use Shaolin stunts, I am afraid he would have been knocked to the ground long ago.

Fight to the heart.

Polo Xing's face was ruthless, and he suddenly struck out with a palm, and the palm power was extremely high, and he immediately pulled back a lot of decline.

Hong Jin said with a smile: "Since the master has such a clever Prajna palm technique, why didn't he use it before?"

Polo Star had a fierce face, urging his palm to attack again and again, eager to kill Hong Jin with one palm.

However, after more than three years of hard training, although Hongjin's strength is not as good as Yuanzhen and others, it is obviously higher than Polo Xing.

After a few moves, Hong Jin figured out where Praruozhang came from and immediately re-seized the offensive.

Hong Jin suddenly slapped Polo Star back a few steps, and then slapped back and quickly slammed down on his head.

If this palm hit is real, Polo Star will not die and be seriously injured, when this time of danger, Polo Star didn't even think about it, and waved his hand to fly out.

Even though the power of this finger is not as good as the real phantom yin finger, the finger power is sneering, and if Hong Jin doesn't stop it, this palm will be abolished.

Hong Jin returned from his palm, but he stepped up his offensive again, and his moves were fast, which made people breathless.

Bo Luoxing saw that since he had used Shaolin Kung Fu, he did not shy away from it, and made seven punches in a row, hitting Hong Jin's seven directions in a row, which was indescribably fast.

Hong Jin used Jiuyang Divine Skill to fight the enemy, and instantly received Polo Xing's seven punches, but he didn't retreat a single step.

At this moment, the torches lit up, illuminating the entire Scripture Pavilion as if it were daytime.

In the distance, a group of Shaolin monks stood in the black press, and in the middle was Master Xuanci, his expression was full of anger.

Hong Jin's goal was achieved, so he gave a salute to Xuan Ci and retreated to the Shaolin monks.

Xuan Ci said angrily: "Master Boluo Xing, you are from Tianzhu, and we treat the guests as a courtesy, but I didn't expect you to do this and actually peep at my Shaolin stunt?"

Polo Star was stolen and captured, and no matter how witty he was, he couldn't help but be speechless from the ground.

Xuan Ci ordered the Shaolin monks to take Polo Xing down, and couldn't help but praise Hong Jin for preserving Shaolin's stunt.

For a time, all the monks praised Hong Jin for capturing the thief and making a great contribution to Shaolin.

Hong Jin thought that at this moment in the Shaolin Temple, maybe there were two bigger thieves hidden, he couldn't help but smile bitterly on the ground, and thanked him again and again.

As for Xuzhu and the others, they had long seen that Polo Star was not pleasing to the eye, and now that they saw him locked up, they all felt very happy in their hearts.

Only Yuan Zhen and Chen Youliang saw Hong Jin with such a scene, and their hearts were full of anger.