The internal force of this Buddha's trumpet is incomparably majestic, but an ordinary sound is no less than the roar of a Buddhist lion. Everyone in the inn felt their hearts tremble.
The elder Xuanming also stopped attacking, and turned around to guard with frowns. Although Li Mochou was able to escape, her pink face became even whiter than before.
Soon a great monk in a yellow cassock walked in with a Zen stick. This man will be middle-aged next year, but his face is like a crown jade, his appearance is dignified, and his pair of phoenix eyes are not angry. His demeanor makes everyone in the inn feel excited. fold.
"I don't know what advice the master has for you?" Although Lu Zhangke was a little scruples about this monk, but he consciously teamed up with his junior brother, there are very few in the world who can contend, and being interrupted by the other party, his words were quite rude.
A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the great monk, but it quickly disappeared without a trace. Putting his eyes on his eyes and calling out the Buddha's name, he said: "I don't dare to take the advice, it's just this female benefactor who was besieged by two benefactors. The poor monk has been looking for it for many days. As a convenience, let the poor monk subdue this female devil."
"Senior brother, I have long heard about the filth and evil hidden in the Buddhist gates of China. Now that I see it, it really deserves its reputation." Crane Biweng smiled and winked at the great monk, "This master will not see this elder Taoist nun. So romantic and handsome, it must have touched the hearts of ordinary people. A monk matches a Taoist nun, a nun matches a Taoist priest, it's so wonderful, hahaha... "
Lu Zhangke also laughed cooperatively, the face of the big monk on the opposite side turned blue, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Hey! Where are these two fools?"
The two elders, Xuan Ming, didn't feel annoyed, they smiled and sang together and said: "Monk, everything should be said on a first-come-first-served basis. We saw this beautiful Taoist nun first. Our brothers and sisters have a lot, and it's not impossible to share your share later. , but it’s your fault, Monk, to rush to jump in line.”
Li Mochou's face was full of evil, if an ordinary man dared to speak such foul words to her, she would have already made him unable to survive or die. But now whether it is the elder Xuanming or the great monk, their martial arts are far superior to hers, so she can only wait and see what happens.
"My mouth is full of filthy words. The so-called Buddha's wrath is like a lion's roar. The poor monk is not talented. I really can't restrain the anger in my heart..." The great monk raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself, and everyone in the inn could only vaguely listen. After viewing some clips, he suddenly raised his hand, and a burst of hot true energy shot out from his sleeve.
The martial arts practiced by Xuanming and Ming are very cold, and they are extremely afraid of this kind of yang energy. They dare not take the move directly, and hurriedly dodge to the two sides, leaving a circle of scorched black marks on the place where they stood.
"Wuxiangjiezhi?" Seeing the great monk making a move, Song Qingshu let out a sigh. The Wuxiangjiezhi is a unique skill in Shaolin. In the world today, apart from Master Shaolin Xuanbei, only Tubo Jiumozhi is left. Master Xuanbei died at the hands of Jiumozhi in Shenjie Temple in Dali, so who is this great monk in front of him
"Wuxiang Jiezhi!" The two elders Xuanming have been in the Jianghu for many years, and naturally they are familiar with the unique knowledge of martial arts. Seeing the great monk using Shaolin's unique skills, they can't help being secretly startled, and their tone is also respectful, far less presumptuous than just now, "Dare to ask the master Dharma name, which eminent monk from Shaolin Temple?"
The great monk snorted, the movement skills of the two elders, Xuan Ming and others, seemed to be extremely masters, but now they are respectful and respectful, and they are quite useful in their hearts: "The poor monk's dharma name is Xuan Cheng."
"So it's an eminent monk of the Xuan generation!" Now Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the other party is of the same generation as the abbot, presumably his martial arts must not be much weaker, the attitude of the two elders Xuanming is even more respectful.
"Xuan Cheng?" On the other hand, Jinlun Fawang was startled, got up and asked, "May I ask, is Master the Thirteen Absolute Monk known as the number one martial artist in Shaolin Temple for two hundred years?"
As soon as Jinlun Fawang reminded them, the two elders Xuanming suddenly remembered a legend in the martial arts. The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple are extensive and profound. It is absolutely impossible to be proficient in seventy-two stunts.
Decades ago, Shaolin Xuanzi gave birth to a martial arts prodigy who actually learned thirteen unique arts. It can be said that he has never seen the ancients before and will never see the new. monk. It's just that there are rumors that his practice has gone mad, and his martial arts have long been exhausted. Could it be him
The great monk looked at Jinlun Fawang, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I didn't expect that there are still people in the martial arts who remember the poor monk, so kind."
Seeing his confession, the expressions of the people in the inn were different, and the guards such as Shenjian Baxiong held their weapons and focused their attention on guard. The two elders Xuanming looked at each other, and they could see the timidity of each other. In recent years, Jinlun Fawang has felt that his martial arts are the best in the world, and he looks eager to try, but he is afraid that Xuancheng Shaolin Temple's number one person in the past two hundred years is too famous, so he dare not act rashly.
"The number one person in Shaolin martial arts in two hundred years?" Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, "I don't believe that he is stronger than the sweeping monk." Joining forces again is really a bug among bugs, Song Qingshu naturally doesn't believe that Master Xuan Cheng will be more powerful than the sweeping monk.
"Xuancheng Bald Donkey, you have chased me for thousands of miles, what is the reason?" Li Mochou said bitterly, unlike the silence of the rest of the crowd.
"Demon girl, you are causing trouble in the world, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and the poor monk is just killing harm for the people. Originally, according to the temperament of the poor monk, but the abbot brother is merciful, and ordered me to arrest you and return to the Shaolin Temple. I will face the wall and think about it for the rest of my life. It’s time to escape, but this time it’s up to where you go!” Master Xuan Cheng threw his Zen staff heavily on the ground, causing the nearby floor to shatter.
During these days Xuan Cheng has been chasing and killing Li Mochou, but because of Xuanci's decree, he was unable to kill him many times, so Li Mochou took the opportunity to escape with the excellent lightness kung fu, but Xuan Cheng's inner strength is profound, and he can always go far away. hang her far away. Although Li Mochou escaped temporarily, but she wanted to get rid of him, but she absolutely couldn't.
"There are so many people in the world who are heartless and unlucky. I, Li Mochou, will kill as soon as I want. How can you fight me with a stinky donkey?" Li Mochou showed no trace of fear on her face, which made everyone in the inn admire her.
"Master Xuancheng, since you have old grievances, then we brothers will not get involved. Master, please do your own thing." The two elders Xuanming laughed dryly, quickly made way out, and returned to the vicinity of his teammates.
Xuan Cheng's eyes froze, the two old men in front of him had mischievous eyebrows, they were not good people at first glance, but judging from their figure and breathing method, they should not be weak hands, not to mention the tall and thin monk beside them. However, Xuan Cheng also does not want to make extravagant problems.
"Evil! You killed dozens of people in Lu Zhanyuan's family, and you killed innocent people indiscriminately when you were walking in the rivers and lakes. Today, the poor monk is doing justice for the heavens!" Xuan Cheng looked at Li Mochou and scolded angrily, and swung his Zen staff to strike Li Mochou. go.
Song Qingshu in the distance could feel the innate qi on the Zen stick, and was startled: This great monk is known as the number one martial artist in Shaolin Temple for two hundred years, but it's not all bragging. I'm afraid no one in the entire Shaolin Temple can use the crouching wand technique perfectly. So powerful.
Xuan Cheng's blow was so powerful, Li Mochou naturally didn't dare to take it head-on, with a touch of her toe, she dodged to the side, the table and chairs where she was just now were quickly smashed to pieces by the Zen staff.
Xuan Cheng fought Li Mochou many times, he had expected her to have this move, the heavy Zen staff seemed to be psychic, with the help of the ground's recoil force, with a light flick, it pursued Li Mochou like a tarsal maggot. go.
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Li Mochou swung her fly whisk around the Zen staff, turned over and fell a few feet away with her strength. That flexible and slender waist made all the men in the field salivate.
"Tsk tsk, it must be extremely refreshing." Lu Zhangke licked his lips and felt his body become hot, but he only dared to think about it in his heart, if he angered this great monk, it would be another unnecessary trouble.
Naturally, Li Mochou didn't know what was going on in Lu Zhangke's mind, she looked at her trembling right hand with a pale face, although she managed to escape Xuan Cheng's attack just now, but Xuan Cheng was also unambiguous, when the Zen staff trembled, an invisible wave When the stellar energy came, the whisk was broken every inch of it. Although Li Mochou let go early, her tiger's mouth was still numb, and she might not be able to fight again in a short time.
Li Mochou dared not love to fight, and taking advantage of the distance between Xuan Cheng and Xuan Cheng, she carried the top Qinggong Tianjiao Bikong of the Ancient Tomb School and flew out of the window without hesitation.
Xuan Cheng's martial arts are far superior to Li Mochou's, he has always been deeply concerned that the other party escaped from him several times, he has already thought of a way to deal with it, seeing Li Mochou really flew away, he threw the Zen stick over with all his strength.
Accompanied by the shrill sound of the wind, the Zen staff came first. If Li Mochou continued to flee, she might not be able to escape the fate of being seriously injured and killed by the Zen staff.
Li Mochou is also aware of this, but she has been rampant for many years, relying not only on martial arts and poisonous needles, but also on her top-notch fighting consciousness. If he escaped from Xuan Cheng's hands, if he could only spend his life in the temple with the ancient Buddha lighted up, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, then it would be better to end it once and for all.
After weighing the pros and cons, Li Mochou decided to bear the blow of the Zen staff desperately, and also to take the opportunity to escape, so she didn't dodge or evade, she just hit her back with her true energy, waiting for the impending thunder strike.
Lu Zhangke gasped, with his eyesight, he could tell that Li Mochou's and Xuan Cheng's skills were very different, Li Mochou was unlucky to be hit by this, she couldn't help feeling sorry for such a beautiful one Taoist nun, just like this, the fragrance disappears and the jade dies. Of course, even if he wanted to save him at this time, it was too late.
Zhao Min on the side looked solemn, and Hua Zheng also showed a look of impatience, and they all watched the tragedy happen.
Whoosh!
When the Zen stick was about to hit Li Mochou's back, a chopstick was shot from nowhere, collided with the Zen stick, and the chopstick immediately shattered, but affected by this, the Zen stick also deviated from the aim and flew towards the window while spinning go.
Li Mochou saw that the Zen stick that was supposed to be behind her was flying in front of her, she couldn't help but turn pale, she tiptoed her toes, stopped her figure abruptly, turned over gracefully and landed beside Song Qingshu's table, looked at him suspiciously, only Seeing a handsome man pouring himself a drink, the pair of chopsticks by the side of the bowl happened to be missing, and he didn't know what was going on, so he cupped his fists and thanked him, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your help."
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