As a martial arts master who has been prosperous in the world, Shaolin Temple's appeal is unparalleled. At least even the Beggars' Sect, which is known as the world's largest gang, is incomparable. The Beggars' Sect is "big" with many people, but its foundation is insufficient. Shaolin Temple is famous for its martial arts, so it is naturally extraordinary. There are talents from generation to generation, which is a favorable condition to ensure their status;

Therefore, when Shaolin Temple holds a martial arts conference, it is unprecedented. Whether it is a gangster or a leader of the country, even if people cannot arrive, they will send a congratulations or something to express their respect. Those who don’t know will naturally be like this. Those who know the inside know that Shaolin Temple will inevitably become a battlefield for struggles between all parties this time! A bloody storm, a corpse is covered with blood and blood flows into a river, it will inevitably be an unprecedented duel! For this, people are preparing!

All the monks of the Xuan generation of Shaolin Temple have taken the opportunity to fight, the Precepts Academy, the Dharma Academy... The monks gathered together. Even lay disciples who came from Shaolin in their early years received an invitation letter from Shaolin Temple this time. They were ready to fight and prepared everything to welcome this great disaster!

The Xiaoyao Sect led by Han Wen, Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng, Lin Butcher Lin, Tianshan Tonglao and others took the lead in driving towards Shaolin Temple. Along the way, the Xiaoyao Sect disciples were summoned to the huge 800 people and passed by the market. Shaolin Temple was extremely nervous and reported the situation every thirty miles. However, Han Wen and others obviously did not plan to arrive at Shaolin Temple as soon as possible. Instead, they walked slowly, counting the date and moving there, making people unable to understand what he was thinking;

Not only did the people in Shaolin Temple not understand, but Xiao Yuanshan and others didn't understand. Finally, they couldn't help asking and said, "Why don't we speed up the speed? When we arrived at Shaolin Temple, we still have time to survey the terrain, arrange troops, and take advantage of the advantage of the geographical advantage. Wouldn't we give the opportunity to others in vain?"

After looking at Xiao Yuanshan and feeling his strong impatientness, Han Wen said slowly: "Do you think that just 800 of us can destroy Shaolin Temple? Or can you resist the elite disciples who may come to the Beggars' Sect? Don't dream! Since I am so slow, it makes me right! Walking slowly will make them confused, at least psychologically, your momentum will be suppressed by us and you will not be surprised when dealing with things. You will look like you have something to rely on. As for what others think, let them think about it!"

Xiao Yuanshan was speechless. Indeed, what is the foundation of Shaolin Temple that they can compare with? Just lay disciples can gather a legion of thousands, let alone those of their own monks. It will be at least hundreds of people. There are many monks of the Xuan generation, and even one or two of the Ling generation have only one or two fruits. They are all high-ranking! How can they be so easy to deal with?

As for their main opponent this time, the Beggars' Sect, there are tens of thousands of disciples all over the world. Since Murong Bo and his son knew that Han Wen and others were going to fight for the decisive battle this time, how could they not make enough preparations? Thousands of people can also be brought over! It can be said that among the largest three forces participating in this competition, they are still at a disadvantage!

In addition to these three teams, the most eye-catching one is Ding Chunqiu of the Xingsu Sect, the Empress of the Xixia Emperor, and Li Qiushui of the Xiaoyao Sect, who finally joined forces with him! Although the people in Xingsu Sea are not very good, with these two masters in charge, who dares to underestimate them?

Immediately after them was Duan Zhengchun from Dali. This guy was really shameless and even wanted to participate in such a thing. He really didn't plan to take it to watch the fun! And the four evil people who originally wanted to kill him, but now they wanted to kill him even more. Although there are only two people left, Duan Yanqing and Yue Laosan followed them closely, like hungry wolf preparing to hunt! They were already ready to kill him for their own son Duan Yu!

Next is the Dragon Subduing Arhat, who is collectively known as the Dragon Subduing Arhat, who surrenders the Dragon Subduing Tiger, and the Abbot of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain is a man on the Shenshan Mountain! He used the excuse of his junior brother Xu Chongxiao's death to covet the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple for many years. For example, Master Guanxin, Master Guanxin, Master Daoqing, Master Pudu Temple in Jiangnan, Master Juexian, Master Changan Jingying Temple, these famous people in the world formed a force that cannot be ignored and were also ready to take advantage of the troubled waters!

One word! Chaos! You Tanzhi, the "mothering man" who has recently become a new star in the world, has also come this time! He came all the way, with a strong bloodshed! He vowed to avenge his father's death. His martial arts advances quickly, and he is truly invincible in the world, thousands of miles a day!

The most difficult thing these days is Abbot Xuanci. As the head of Shaolin Temple, he caused such a disaster. Moreover, the fact that he openly taught Xu Zhu's martial arts also confirmed that Xu Zhu was his illegitimate son. Now he seems to have no original solemn appearance, and he is more like an old man who is about to lie. One foot has stepped into the coffin board, just like a betrayal;

The sarcasm in the world and the cold eyes of the people in the temple, Abbot Xuanci silently endured everything. He was unwilling to say more or ask more. He only said: Master Xuanji, the first Master of the Dharma Academy, is temporarily in charge of all matters in Shaolin Temple. At least after Lin convened a martial arts conference, he will explain everything! Everything!

Relying on a stone in the back mountain, Abbot Xuanci folded his hands together and sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering something. He was saving himself and washing his sins. He was looking forward to the Buddha's ability to tell him leniently. In a silent silence, in his distance was Xu Zhu, who practiced martial arts hard. Xu Zhu, who had all the skills of Abbot Xuanci and Ye Erniang, was now a top master in the world. Even if he had no practical experience, he must not be underestimated. The sword technique of breaking the decree, the magic weapon of scooping the demon, the powerful Vajra Palm, the Prajna Palm, and crossing the river with one reed. He seemed to have practiced seven or eight kinds of Shaolin seventy-two unique skills;

Xu Zhu is a child who grew up in Shaolin Temple. He was influenced by Buddhism since childhood. He is kind-hearted and has a profound Buddhist teachings. He practiced so many seventy-two unique skills. Instead, he has made a quick move. This is the real seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple that have been practiced with Buddhism. It is completely different from the pirated version of the little Wuxianggong. With Xu Zhu's qualifications, perhaps one day, he can even compare with the genius thirteen monks and twenty-three monks of Shaolin Temple back then!

Because of this, the tendons and veins and tendons were broken due to the strong practice of seventy-two unique skills, and all the martial arts were lost. Master Xuancheng, who has never been concerned about the world, was also happy to see the hunting heart and took Xu Zhu as his personal disciple. Although his martial arts were lost, his knowledge was still there, his experience in cultivation back then, his smart mind and unparalleled talent were still there! With him on the side to guide the road, Xuanci was very relieved;

An old monk in white was clear and thin in the distance, and the patches on his body could not hide his glory. It was Xuancheng! Someone once wrote a poem and said: Compassion and suffering are hard to survive, and they practice unique skills to overcome the mortal world. Among the strong, there is Xuancheng. A powerful monk is the most powerful. The most powerful monk is the most powerful. The most powerful monk is the most powerful. The most powerful monk is the most powerful. The most powerful monk is the most powerful in the Shaolin clan. The first person in the past two hundred years. He is extraordinary and follows the wind, and his magical skills are dispersed.

As he walked slowly, Xuan Cheng, whose beard and eyebrows were all white, put his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said, "Junior Brother Abbot! You are polite!" Xuan Ci did not dare to be arrogant, so he stood up quickly, said, "Senior Brother Ju, but shook his head and sighed, and there was no more text;

Xuan Cheng smiled slightly, and he knew Xuanci's meaning, and said, "Don't worry, junior brother! Xu Zhu has a good qualification! I will definitely teach him well if I accept him as my disciple! If he is willing to be in Shaolin Temple, he will be in Shaolin Temple. If he is not in Shaolin Temple, he will naturally not in Shaolin Temple! Why bother? But you have really decided?"

Facing Xuan Cheng's gaze that seemed to be smiling, Xuan Ci knew that his extremely smart senior brother had already thought of something. At that moment, he said, "As abbot of Shaolin, I have misbehaved and misunderstood people's words... No matter which one it is, I am shamed for this thousand-year-old ancient temple! I hope my senior brother will not stop me, and I also ask my senior brother to take good care of Xu Zhu!"

Looking at the young monk who was still studying hard, Xuan Cheng sighed. He had just found his biological parents and was about to part in the blink of an eye. It was really... good fortune is so good! How can this poor child bear it! It's too cruel, right?

Compared to Xiao Yuanshan, a father who has been separated from his son for 30 years, Xuan Ci seems even more painful, because even if Xiao Yuanshan cannot see his son, he knows his son's growth. The famous "Bei Qiao Feng" in the world is a great hero admired by thousands of people! His martial arts skills are superb and charming! But what about Xuan Ci? He has been facing Xu Zhu every day for more than 20 years, but he never knows that he is his son. How sad is this! And now, he has to be separated from heaven and man and part forever!

As he sighed, Master Xuanji ran from a distance and said in a hurry: "Senior Brother Abbot! The Beggars' Sect has been struggling with more than 5,000 people, and it is very fast. We will arrive here tomorrow! The heroes and heroes in the world have suddenly accelerated their speed. How should we deal with it?"

"Suddenly speeding up? Are you so impatient? Murong Bo... How are the people from Xiaoyao Sect now?" Xuan Ci thought for a while and asked, "Do they have any movements now? Are they still coming slowly indifferently?"

"Yes!" Master Xuanji nodded and said, "The people of Xiaoyao Sect are still the same, they are not anxious or slow, as if they are waiting for something! They are fearless!"

"It's a mess! It's a mess! I hope this thousand-year-old temple will not be destroyed because of me!" Xuan Ci sighed and said confidently: "I ordered my disciples to be on guard and close the gate of Baosha. I don't welcome outsiders. No matter who it is, I just wait for the day of the conference to be held, and everything will be settled!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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