"The Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi came to visit. Suddenly, a voice rang out, like a dragon's groan, soaring into the sky, only to shake the four mountains echo.

Everyone present did not change color, and the profundity of the skills of the people who came could be seen from this roar.

Starting from the word "spit", Gu Mozhi was still in the distance, but when he arrived at the word "visit", his figure appeared in front of him, and the speed was extremely fast.

As soon as everyone saw a flower, they saw a monk wearing a pale yellow robe appear in front of them, and the person was like a pearl and jade, shining brightly.

Xuan Ci hurriedly greeted him: "I don't know that the king of Dalun Ming is coming, and he has missed the welcome, forgive his sins, forgive his sins." ”

Gu Mo Zhihe said: "With Lao Xuanci's abbot Jade Toe, how dare the little monk be?"

The abbot of Xuanci invited Gu Mozhi to sit in the chief, and arranged it at the head of the people on the sacred mountain, and the people on the sacred mountain did not say anything, but they were very unconvinced in their hearts, and wanted to find an opportunity to stretch out their hands to compete with Gu Mozhi.

Gu Mozhi smiled indifferently: "Just now the two masters spoke, and the little monk thought it was inappropriate. ”

Xuan Sheng and Zhe Luo Xing's faces changed, and they said in unison: "King Ming's words, I don't know what I mean?"

Gu Mozhi smiled slightly: "Master Xuansheng said, if you are not a person in Shaolin, you will not know seventy-two stunts, this sentence is bad, Master Zheluo Xing said that no one in the world has practiced seventy-two stunts, which is also wrong." ”

Abbot Xuanci and others couldn't help but be moved. Xuan Sheng said: "However, as the national teacher said, can there really be one person who can practice the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin?"

Gu Mozhi nodded, and the smile on his face became even more unfathomable.

Xuan Sheng asked in surprise, "Who is this big hero?"

Kuma Zhi said: "I dare not be ashamed." ”

"Could it be the national teacher?" Xuan Sheng's voice trembled.

Gu Mozhi said with a solemn expression: "It's just down." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, everyone knew that it was extremely difficult to practice the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, even if it was like a monk of the Xuanzi generation, it was difficult to practice one, even if it was counted from the mother's womb, one year to practice one, such as Gu Mozhi's age, it was difficult to practice it all.

Master Xuansheng shook his head: "Although the master is a high-ranking monk in the world, if he can say that he can practice seventy-two stunts, he doesn't believe it when he dies." ”

"In this case, the little monk can only sacrifice ugliness. Haruma nodded and stood up calmly.

Talking and laughing, Gu Mozhi walked to the middle of the venue, looked up and saw a big clock, and couldn't help swinging his left palm and slamming his right fist, which was a move in Donkey Kong's boxing, "Luo Zhong Dongying." ”

The big ding immediately jumped out of the lun, and the fist force struck forward and the strength rose, which was the ingenuity of this move.

Without waiting for the big tripod to fall, Gu Mozhi returned to his hand and struck out with a palm, which was the subtle trick in the palm of the Buddha "Deterrence of the Outer Dao", and the Ding Fu jumped up again.

Syllable!

A large piece of things fell from the ding, and the dust flew with it, and it was impossible to see what it was.

Seeing that the remaining strength was about to be exhausted, the copper tripod fell again, Gu Mozhi stretched out his thumb and pressed it three times in a row, and the copper tripod immediately moved back three times, moving farther and farther each time, seeing that it was several zhang far away.

Xuan Ci and the others all changed color, and the last move used by Gu Mozhi was the "Three Into Hell" in Doraye's fingers, and the strength was more powerful every time.

Xuan Sheng's face is even more like ashes, he originally had three Shaolin skills, and he has always been conceited.

Who knew that Gu Mozhi made a move while talking and laughing, and his skill realm was far higher than him, how could he not be disheartened.

"The little monk's robe is very shallow in his practice of subduing demons, and he also asks Abbot Xuanci for guidance. Gu Mozhi shook his body, and the copper tripod on the ground suddenly turned in a half circle.

Exposed was a large piece of bright copper, which was originally the size of a palm, and was cut off by the force of Gu Mozhi's palm.

Abbot Xuanci couldn't help but be stunned on the spot, he had always regretted that he used too much time in the robe to subdue the demons, so as to delay the cultivation of Buddhism, but thinking of this kung fu, it was enough to laugh at the world, but he was also full of masturbation.

Seeing that between Gu Mozhi's talk and laughter, the robe demon subduing ability he displayed was really ten times stronger than him, how could it not make him feel cold all over his body.

The people on the mountain originally wanted to find trouble with Kumachi, but now they couldn't help but shrink their heads, secretly glad that they didn't bring humiliation on themselves.

Abbot Xuanci couldn't help but sigh: "King Ming is really a divine skill, your seventy-two stunt cultivation is indeed far superior to my generation." Master Polo Star, Shaolin is inconvenient to keep you anymore, you ...... Please. ”

Polo Star couldn't help but be happy and sad, happy that he could finally return to Tianzhu, and sad that Shaolin stunts were only three in hand, which was really like entering Baoshan and returning empty.

Gu Mozhi was unrelenting, and said proudly: "Since Shaolin Temple is purely deceptive and famous, why do you still stay in the world?

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Ci and the others changed color even more, and then they recognized the villain essence of Gu Mozhi, he was really arrogant, and he actually wanted to pick the entire Shaolin Temple with his own strength, so as to leave a name in Qing history, and clear the way for Tubo by the way.

An old monk with a red face in the crowd walked out, it was Master Xuandu of Shaolin Temple, he had a smile on his face, like a flower.

With a smile on his face, Kumachi stood opposite Master Gento, and each flicked three bullets at each other.

Master Xuandu suddenly snorted, and a blood arrow erupted from his chest, which was extremely poignant.

An ugly-looking little monk suddenly stepped out of the crowd, stretched out his hand to stop in the air, and the blood arrow suddenly shot out backwards, all flowing back into Xuandu's body.

This monk is Xuzhu, he has been observing the situation silently, but when he sees that it is becoming more and more wrong, the elders of the Xuanzi generation are all sad and helpless, and as for his master Huilun, his eyes are even more tearful.

Now that he saw that Xuandu, who had been treating him very well, he was injured, and he couldn't help it anymore, so he used the techniques passed down by Su Xinghe and Tianshan Tong's grandmother to quickly help Xuandu force the blood back.

Xuzhu sealed several acupoints in Xuandu in one go, and fed him a healing elixir "Nine Turns Bear Bile Pill" from the Tianshan Vulture Palace.

Xuandu is a brilliant martial artist, but in the face of Xuzhu's lightning-like shot, he couldn't even dodge, so he had to accept it all.

Gu Mozhi had seen Xuzhu's side, and now when he saw him reappear, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Xuandu came back to his senses for a long time, and smiled bitterly: "King Ming is so high in his finger kung fu, old man worships...... Bow down. ”

Xu Zhu couldn't help but say: "Uncle Shi, he didn't use a flower finger, nor did he use a Shaolin Temple stunt. ”

Everyone present shook their heads secretly, thinking that the little monk was talking nonsense, Gu Mozhi not only had the same movements as Xuandu, but even his expression was extremely similar, how it was not Shaolin Kung Fu, but it seemed to be better.

Xuandu looked loving: "Xuzhu, if we lose, we will lose, we can't mess around, Shaolin, we should have the bearing of Shaolin." ”

Gu Mozhi smiled and said, "Little monk, isn't it the Shaolin Temple Kung Fu that your uncle and ancestor used?"

Xuzhu said: "My ancestor used, of course, is authentic Shaolin Kung Fu, but you use Taoist Kung Fu, Xiao Wuxianggong." ”

As soon as these words came out, Gu Mozhi's face changed greatly, this was his most reluctant, but he didn't expect to be pierced by Xuzhu's words.

Xuzhu turned his face to the copper tripod, learning from Xuandu and Gu Mozhi, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

The people present were stunned for a while, and they didn't know what kind of mystery this little monk had made.

Before anyone could ask, I heard three "bells", and there were suddenly three more big holes on the copper tripod.

The people present all changed color, and they became more and more aware that this monk who suddenly jumped out of the stage was by no means simple.

Gu Mozhi's eyes rolled: "You are just a junior monk in the Shaolin Temple, and it is not your turn to intervene in the affairs here, so it is better to step down." ”

Xuzhu responded with a "yes", saluted Xuandu, and wanted to retreat.

Xuan Ci is an old and sophisticated person, seeing that Shaolin Temple's reputation is discredited today, it is better to let Xuzhu come out to deal with the scene, as long as he can take a few tricks of Gu Mozhi, presumably this monk will not have the face to stay here.

"Xuzhu, you are a junior disciple of my Shaolin Temple, and you are not qualified to fight with King Ming, but since you say that his kung fu is not Shaolin kung fu, it is up to you to confirm it. Xuan Ci said lightly.

For the words of the abbot of Xuanci, Xuzhu naturally obeyed everything, stood up at the moment, and saluted to Gumo Zhiheshi: "Xuzhu, a junior disciple of Shaolin Temple, please advise King Ming." ”

Gu Mozhi glared at Xuan Ci fiercely, and secretly scolded him for being an old fox, but the situation was forced to this point, he just didn't want to fight anymore, but he could only fight.

For his own martial arts cultivation, Gu Mozhi still has full confidence, he nodded at Xuzhu, and motioned to let Xuzhu make an advanced move, a grandmaster.

Among the martial arts of Shaolin Temple, Xuzhu is most familiar with only one Wei Tuo palm and one hand Luohan boxing, which are Shaolin's rough and shallow kung fu, the body is slightly squatting at the moment, and the hands are together, which is Wei Tuo's palm gesture "Lingshan Buddha." ”

At this moment, Xu Zhu has most of the internal strength of Wu Yazi, Tong Ma, and Li Qiushui, and it is just an ordinary move, but he also used his momentum, the monk's clothes on his body are slightly bulging, and his strength is circulating in his whole body.

Gu Mozhi shot is the sharp growth of the palm of the "wind rises in the long gorge", this is the Shaolin Temple in the Xuanzi generation of monks practiced kung fu, and the shallow Wei Tuo palm skills, Shaolin disciples have never seen.

Xuzhu hurriedly used Wei Tuo's palm method to go to the grid, who knew that Gu Mozhi's technique was particularly graceful, and a palm snapped in the middle of Xuzhu's shoulder.

The power of the hand of the hand is full of strength, and when it is full of this palm, it can shatter the shoulder blade of the void bamboo.

Who knew that Xuzhu's body just shook for a while, and immediately attacked him, and Gu Mozhi's palm was shocked and ached faintly.

Gu Mozhi's heart froze, and the finger of the Phaseless Tribulation in his sleeve immediately flew out, silently and invisibly secretly pointing at the key point of the void bamboo.

When Xuzhu saw Gu Mozhi raise his hand, he immediately made a move to "protect the Dharma of the Mountain Gate", not seeking merit, but seeking merit first, and firmly protecting the vital points on his body.

Gu Mozhi's extremely exquisite finger of invisibility was actually turned into invisible by Wei Tuo's palm, and the monks present couldn't help but be amazed when they saw it.

Seeing that the Phaseless Tribulation Finger was resolved, Gu Mozhi raised his hand, sneered twice, and replaced it with the domineering and incomparable Doraye Finger.

Xuzhu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, like a fierce tiger, shook his body, and played a "tiger descending the mountain", and the form was unusually powerful.

With the fierceness to the fierceness, the Doroye finger of Gu Mozhi was smashed by the simple Arhat fist method of the void bamboo, turned into a breath, and drifted around.

A group of Shaolin monks, looking at Xuzhu's shot, couldn't help but feel funny, funny, and shocked, although there were many people present, except for Xuzhu, who could stop Gu Mozhi?