Chapter 98: The Vajra Conquers the Demonic Circle, Shakyamuni’s Amazement! (11,000 words chapter)
Xu Xing gave an order, and Duan Yu rushed as fast as he could. With a wave of his hand, six sword gangs collided with each other, and then shot out a dense sword net as fine as silk, surrounding the five eminent monks of the Xuan generation who were present.
Xuan Shi and the others felt goosebumps all over their bodies when they felt the invincible and invincible sword's strength, sword energy, and sword intention. They all used their own special skills to keep this sword net at bay.
But they never thought that before the five of them made a move, two swords flashed through the air, cutting the sword net into pieces.
The strength of a knife is concise, slender and sharp, clean and neat, just like a Chinese hand holding a small awl and wiping it horizontally.
The shadow of a knife is rose-red, clear, poignant, and gratuitous, just like the sunset shining down on the sky and earth.
The people who drew the swords were none other than Xiao Jianseng and Su Mengzhen.
The two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Of course, Xiao Jianseng had heard of Su Mengzhen, the owner of the "Golden Wind Drizzle Building", and even knew that the "Red Sleeve Sword" in his hand was powerful enough to compete with Shen Huchan's "Ananda Sword" and Lei Shu's "Unforgettable Sword". A sword comparable to "Ying Dao".
But when he saw it today, Xiao Jianseng truly realized how amazing "The First Sword of Meng Zhen Hongxiu" was.
Amazing knife, and a person even more amazing than the knife!
Xiao Jianseng is like this, and Su Mengzhen is like this.
When Xiao Jianseng was under Ling Luoshi, he was known as the "Little Cold God" and frightened swordsmen all over the world. He was regarded as the most fierce and murderous general under the "Terror General".
In the White Building in charge of intelligence in Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, the young swordsman's files have always been classified as top secret, and there are many gaps, which shows that his origins are extremely extraordinary.
As both swordsmen and young men, Su Mengzhen naturally wanted to meet him for a while.
During the meeting a few days ago, Su Mengzhen also learned that Brother Xiao was Zhuge Zhengwo's adopted son. He had mastered Mr. Zhuge's "sheathless sword technique" when he was young, and his interest in him doubled.
When Zhuge Zhengwo was young, he was especially good at killing with killing, using advance instead of retreat, using attack instead of defense, and using courage to fight for courage.
There are two unique techniques for him to advance and kill step by step, one is knife technique and the other is sword technique.
When Zhuge Zhengwo became successful in martial arts and realized the "Amazing Shot", he passed this sword technique to his adopted son Xiao Jianseng, and the sword technique to his apprentice "Cold-Blooded God" Leng Lingqi.
Su Mengzhen had long heard of Mr. Zhuge's reputation for his desperate swordsmanship, but it was only today that he saw the horror of such killing swordsmanship from Xiao Jianseng.
If Su Mengzhen is a man and a sword, then Xiao Jianseng is a man who controls the sword.
No matter what knife falls into his hands, it will not prevent him from performing this unsheathed sword technique with extremely heavy killing blows, extremely strong killing intent, and extremely strong killing intent.
After the two of them were shocked, they became even more willing to fight.
They were not polite to Duan Yu and aimed at Xuan Yin and Xuan Sheng respectively. Duan Yu shouted from behind and took action again not to be outdone:
"Hey, hey, are there any brothers like you?!"
Hearing these childish words, Su Mengzhen just smiled. Xiao Jianseng drew his sword and laughed loudly:
"Brother Duan, I just want to teach you what is dangerous in the world!"
Unfortunately, even though they moved quickly, Laughing Aunt, Zhui Ming and others were not to be outdone, and used their methods to fight for it.
Therefore, a strange scene appeared in front of the "Five Mysteries" of Shaolin.
These people were obviously coming for them, but they started fighting among themselves, and the fight was very lively.
For a while, the place where the five Xuan generation monks stood became the calmest place in the center of the storm.
Wu Xuan was both on tenterhooks and felt extremely ridiculous, and even grew more angry than ever before.
The five of them are among the top masters in the world, let alone in the Shaolin Temple. They are the guests of the local martial arts forces wherever they go.
But now?
In the eyes of this uninvited guest, the five of them could not even be called human beings, not to mention masters. They could only be regarded as a "prize" or a "ball" in the Cuju competition!
In addition to the "Five Mysteries" of Shaolin, Shen Huchan, Zhan Monk, Jiumozhi and others are eyeing the Eighteen-stick Monk.
Shaolin's "Eighteen Arhats Formation" has always been as famous as Wudang's "Four Elephants and Bagua Sword Formation" and is as powerful as the world.
In the past, when the hero Xiao Qiushui and Yan Kuangtu, the "world's best madman", came to Shaolin to break into the mountains, they chose the "Eighteen Arhat Formation" presided over by the eminent monk of the Tianzi generation and Master Tianxiang.
At that time, this "Eighteen Arhat Formation" actually withstood Yan Kuangtu's three palms.
Although this is because Kuangtu Yan doesn't want to kill anyone and only wants to break the formation, such a record is enough to glorify the history of martial arts throughout the ages.
After all, Kuangtu Yan was truly the strongest man in the world back then. His skills were so powerful that he could be said to be unparalleled in ancient and modern times. He was far ahead of his predecessors. Even if he only had three successes left when he came back, he would still be unparalleled in the world.
Afterwards, the world's most madman even admitted personally that if the "Eighteen Arhat Formation" was added to Wudang's "Liang Yi Sword Formation" and "Four Symbols and Bagua Formation", it might not be able to trap him.
Therefore, Shen Huchan, who is known as "Zen", is very interested in challenging such a difficult problem.
Even the war monk who once studied in Shaolin and had a lot of affection for this place felt happy to see him and cooperated with Shen Huchan to take action.
When he was in the Shaolin Temple, although he had to break through the thirty-sixth room, as well as the Wooden Man Alley and the Tongren Alley before he could get down the mountain, he could not defeat the "Eighteen Arhat Formation" in the end.
This incident has always been regarded as a lifelong regret by the war monk. Now that he has a good comrade like Shen Huchan, he naturally wants to give it another try.
As soon as the two people entered the formation, eighteen water-milled iron rods were shot out across the air. The shadows of the rods rolled continuously and intertwined into a dense network of rods, covering the entire area of five feet around the two people.
The "all" here is not an exaggeration, but the whistling stick shadow really covers the entire five-foot-long area. At least with the eyesight of War Monk and Shen Huchan, they can't see any gaps.
Although both of them were wearing weapons, they also knew that if they really wanted to get out of trouble, all they had to do was kill people, but they still used their bare hands to exchange moves with the eighteen long sticks, trying to find a flaw in the formation.
After twenty rounds of fighting, Yan Zhao and Tie Shou also stood up, using their strong internal strength to open a hole in the formation of the Eighteen-Stick Monk, and stepped into the formation.
The Eighteen-stick Monk was suddenly hit by such a strong internal force. In fact, the formation had already revealed flaws and the cooperation was no longer smooth. At this time, the four of them only needed to make a small move to break the formation.
However, neither Shen Huchan or Zhan Seng, who entered the formation first, nor Yan Zhao and Tie Shou, who entered the formation later, took the opportunity to take action. Instead, they stood in the formation, waiting for them to adjust their breath.
These eighteen people can practice the "Eighteen Arhat Formation" and other secrets under Bodhidharma Academy. They are undoubtedly outstanding figures among the young disciples of Shaolin in this generation.
Although they are usually not famous because they focus on martial arts, deep down in their hearts, they don't feel that they are inferior to the so-called geniuses in the martial arts, and they have a sense of arrogance.
Therefore, in their view, the behavior of Tie Shou and others is tantamount to the purest insult and provocation.
The eighteen people groaned, swung their long sticks more quickly, and their faces were as red as boiling blood. It was obvious that their internal energy had been pushed to its peak.
In addition, although the three great masters of Tantric Buddhism did not actually enter the formation in person, they sat cross-legged outside the formation with their eyes closed, using secret thoughts to scan the "Eighteen Arhats Formation" inch by inch to explore the secrets of the formation's operation.
The name of the "Eighteen Arhat Formation" is even more popular among Tantra masters like Jiumozhi. There are many seniors in their sect who have gone to Shaolin to challenge this formation, but no one has been able to successfully break the formation.
Since the three of them are determined to shake Shaolin's Buddhist status, they naturally have to consider the legendary Shaolin "Unbreakable Formation"!
Now, the only people who have not taken action are Zhang Sanba, Wu Xingyun, Qiao Feng, and Xu Xing himself, except for Yue Fei, who is still relatively weak in skills, and Xu Zhu, who is already dazed and at a loss as to what to do.
The four of them are all truly top figures in the world. Even Zhang Sanba, the weakest, is a well-deserved "Zhuge-level" figure, enough to occupy the same position as "Nine Nether God Lord", "Iron Sword General" and "King of Extermination" place and become the leader of a truly first-class force.
In fact, Zhang Sanba's "Tianji" was originally an organization like this. Before Qiao Feng truly revealed his identity as a "Super Khitan", in the eyes of people in the martial arts world, he was truly the backbone of the Beggar Clan.
Wu Xingyun and Qiao Feng are the top experts who can truly shake up the world and even compete for the status of "True Zhuge". They are one level better than Zhang Sanba.
However, in Xu Xing's view, although Wu Xingyun has a profound foundation in martial arts, he lacks actual combat skills and experience. Only by digesting all his gifts can he be worthy of a showdown with Zhuge Zhengwo.
Qiao Feng has rich experience in actual combat, and can often exert 100% of his strength to achieve 120% or 130% of the effect. If it is a life and death fight, he will be better than Wu Xingyun, and he is truly qualified to make Zhuge Zhengyi fight with all his strength.
Of course, the odds are not good.
After all, he still lacks some foundation in martial arts.
However, after experiencing this bloody battle, Qiao Feng is now trying to combine the innate "Wolf Seal" with the acquired "Dragon Subduing Palm" to create a martial arts path that is unique to him.
If it can really happen, it will really be a battle between dragons and tigers.
For this reason, Xu Xing unreservedly gave Qiao Feng all his body-training techniques and his insights over the past few days in a "heart-to-heart" way.
Xu Xing is also looking forward to seeing how high Qiao Feng's martial arts will be and what kind of combat effectiveness he will be able to exert after he has mastered these three martial arts to the point of mastery and mastery.
However, although Wu Xingyun and Qiao Feng are heroes of a lifetime, in Xu Xing's eyes, they can only be regarded as junior figures worth looking forward to.
Now, all he can see are Yan Kuangtu, Xiao Qiushui, Xiaoyaozi, and Wei Qingqing, the four peak experts, as well as the wild dragon snakes hiding in the depths of the rivers and lakes who are comparable to these four people.
The Seven Saints of the Lost Sky Alliance count as one, and the one hidden in the Shaolin Temple counts as one.
In addition, in Xu Xing's mind, there are two other people following closely behind, or they may be able to compete with him.
King Zuo Wu, who had annotated the "Four Doors of the Screen" decades ago, showed extraordinary talents, and trained disciples like the "Four Great Thieves", was undoubtedly one of them.
Zhuge Zhengwo, who lives in seclusion in the Shenhou Mansion and has not really taken any action for many years, is the last one to hide his power and bide his time.
In fact, in Xu Xing's view, with the talents and talents of this divine prince, if it were not for worrying about national affairs and protecting the right path, he would have entered such a realm long ago.
However, Xu Xing then thought about it, if he didn't do this, would Zhuge Zhengyi still be Zhuge Zhengyi? Maybe it was these events and training that made Zhuge Shenhou what he is today.
While Xu Xing was thinking about these things, he and the other three people were watching from the outside. While the four of them were watching the battle, they kept talking and criticizing.
Everyone else knew that the four senior masters took the opportunity to teach them martial arts, and they were quite restrained in their actions. They did not aim at winning, but instead wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to put everything they had learned into practice.
Zhang San's father has the mildest evaluation and rarely speaks.
Wu Xingyun's words were fierce and merciless, especially towards Duan Yu, who was the successor of Xiaoyao Sect.
Qiao Feng was the most calm, but every sentence he said was always very important, and he hit the nail on the head.
Xu Xing, on the other hand, smiled and was the most casual. He talked about Xiao Jianseng's sword skills for a while, Duan Yu's sword skills for a while, and before finishing the two sentences, he commented on the boxing skills of Iron Shou and Laughing Auntie, which was really unconstrained.
After evaluating the martial arts, he began to evaluate everyone's attitude and demeanor when taking action, as if he was not watching a martial arts competition, but a draft.
Tie Shou and others thought again that when this man started, he would either tear it apart or crush it, and they felt very speechless in their hearts.
There was only one Duan Yu who truly learned from Xu Xing in terms of image design and listened extremely carefully.
Yue Fei and Xu Zhu got together and looked at this exciting battle, feeling amazed.
Yue Fei was pretty good. Although he was new to the world, after all he followed Qiao Feng and broke out from the sea of blood in the Corpse Mountain. He had quite a bit of experience and was not too rude.
Xu Zhu has really never seen such a scene. Although he has an extraordinary teacher, he is not known to anyone. Except for a few insiders, the monks in Shaolin Temple regard him as an ordinary handyman disciple and will not show martial arts in front of him. study.
Therefore, when the beating started, Xu Zhu was immediately fascinated. Although he knew that those who were being beaten were his senior brothers and uncles, he couldn't bear to see it, but he still didn't want to look away.
However, even though everyone intended to be merciful, the Shaolin monks were still unable to resist.
The first ones to collapse were not the five senior monks of the Xuan Dynasty who were already old and whose energy and blood were declining, but the eighteen middle-aged monks who were still in their prime.
The reason is that in the "Eighteen Arhat Formation", Tie Shou and others did not try to break the formation at all, but only used their internal strength to resist.
They even discussed it in public while playing, and from time to time asked the four top players off the court for suggestions for improvement.
When the eighteen-stick monk heard these words, he almost wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood. He immediately felt the same as the "Five Mysteries" of Shaolin. He felt that in the eyes of this group of people, he was not even an opponent, he was just an actor.
The difference is that after all, the "Five Mysteries" are seniors who have practice and knowledge. They know how much they weigh, and they also know that at their level, they are really only worthy of being treated as playthings, so they are easier to accept the reality.
But these eighteen people were all warrior monks in their prime, and because they were born in Bodhidharma Academy, they were always proud and arrogant. How could they bear this anger, they naturally worked harder and harder.
However, their internal strength is inherently weak. If they try to push the formation's lethality to its limit, they will naturally not be able to sustain it for too long, which is just a waste of effort.
After another collision for fifty or sixty times, there was only a buzzing sound. Some of the eighteen water-milled iron rods shattered into pieces one by one, some exploded directly in the air, and some had their heads spread out like flowers...
In a long echo, the eighteen iron rods were completely destroyed!
The corners of the mouths of the eighteen monks splashed with vermilion, their palms were bloody, and their bones were exposed. They staggered backwards, stood unsteadily, and fell to the ground, revealing the Iron Hands and others in the formation who were burlier than the last.
However, as soon as the formation was broken, the first person to lose control was not the people in the Shaolin Temple, but Cai Kuang, who was always concentrating on observing the formation.
The tantric master who was sitting cross-legged on the ground made a fist with his right hand and suddenly dropped to the ground. With the force of the recoil, his figure suddenly stood five or six feet high.
He flattened his legs in mid-air, stood firm, and shouted angrily:
"What a helpless monk, can't you bear it now?!"
Although Liang Dian was not as angry as Cai Kuang, he was still quite regretful.
He could feel that this formation clearly had a lot of potential to be tapped, but the internal strength level of these monks and the material of the iron rods were limited, so they could not fully utilize it.
While sighing, Liang Dian also supported his knees with both hands and stood up slowly. He also looked at Cai Kuang, shook his head and said:
"Forget it, with their skills, it's pretty good that they can persist for so long.
Only eighteen unknown young people can make us spend a lot of effort. The Zen ancestral court is indeed profound. Our ambitions are long and arduous. ”
Hearing these sentiments, Jiumozhi thought of his own Tubo Tantric Buddhism again. Although he tried his best to clear up the Tantric Buddhism's chronic diseases and revive it, it was still in the ascendant after all.
As soon as Jiumozhi saw these eighteen-stick monks and the "Five Mysteries", he knew that in terms of foundation and talents, their five major branches of Tantric Buddhism still had a long way to go before they could compete with Shaolin. He couldn't help but nod in agreement with Liang Dian.
Cai Kuang thought of his dirty clothes gang and beggar gang, and immediately felt the same as Liang Dian, Jiumozhi and others, and nodded heavily to express his approval.
Liang Dian's words are actually quite fair. Being able to hold on for three hours under the hands of these few people is something worthy of celebration for any strong person in the world, let alone a group of unknown monks?
However, these monks had just been shocked by the internal power of Tie Shou and others, and their energy and blood were floating, and their minds were also shocked.
Now when I heard Liang Dian's "reasonable" comment and saw that these people all seemed to take it seriously, even those monks who were standing firm saw their eyes darken and fell to the ground.
What's more, he looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that he was extremely angry and had diverted his internal energy.
Jiumozhi had a panoramic view of their performance and finally found an angle that could attack the Shaolin Temple.
The Maharaja waved his sleeves and looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back like a master. His words were profound and concise:
"It's a pity that if you don't cultivate your mind enough, it won't be of much use."
As soon as their side was over, everyone in the Xuan generation who could still manage to hold on felt shaken. No matter how difficult it was to maintain a defensive position in front of this group of wolf-like masters, they fell one after another.
Zhui Ming and the others were already feeling it, but seeing how helpless these old monks were, even though they stopped in time, they still lacked interest.
Duan Yu stepped forward and kicked Xuan Shi, who was as tired as a dead dog, and said dissatisfied:
"Hey, I haven't done anything yet, but you fell down. The so-called Shaolin, I think it's just that."
As the saying goes, the people who know you best are not your friends, but your enemies. At least, that's the case for Duan Yu.
In the battle at Tianryu Temple, Jiumoda's ability to fight with all the heroes really left an indelible impression on him.
Even after participating in so many battles, Duan Yu still couldn't forget this, so he wanted to imitate Jiumozhi's magnanimity and even surpass the Great Wheel Ming King.
——You, the Tubo Imperial Master, just chose the Tianlong Temple in Dali. I, the Crown Prince of Dali, chose the Shaolin Temple. Isn’t it more impressive than you?
However, Duan Yu didn't expect that this so-called eminent monk would be so useless.
He looked around and saw all the Shaolin monks lying on the ground in a mess, with not even one standing. He felt extremely disappointed, shook his head and sighed:
"Lonely, lonely."
Xuan Shi was so angry that his beard trembled and his chest heaved violently.
Until now, he believed that Xu Xing standing in the distance was the real "Master Duan of Dali", while Duan Yu was just a nobody.
Therefore, it was naturally difficult for Xuan Shi, who had a very high seniority, status, and martial arts skills in the Shaolin Temple, to be insulted by such a junior.
He wanted to say something, but in the end he vomited out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened, and he fainted.
Duan Yu was able to act freely in a fierce battle, and when he was strolling around in the courtyard, seeing Xuan Shi acting like this, he actually became a little anxious.
Although he had a different fate and developed some high-spirited self-confidence under Xu Xing, in the final analysis, he was still a kind-hearted person who did not want to commit more crimes.
Therefore, Duan Yu, worried, picked up Xuan Shi and poured his profound Beiming internal energy into his body. While pouring, he shook Xuan Shi's body and said anxiously:
"Old monk, old monk, don't really die. I used 70% of my strength, but I can't kill you?"
Xuan Shi was just so angry that he vomited out a mouthful of blood. His vitality was not damaged. Duan Yu's internal energy was injected into him and he woke up on the spot.
He was still sighing in his heart, but he didn't expect that this kid would be fierce and unpredictable in his actions, but his heart was not bad...
Just as he was sighing, Xuan Shi heard Duan Yu's last words and was so angry that he fainted.
Seeing that the fight was almost done, Xu Xing waved his hand again:
"Okay, okay, don't beat me to death. Stop if you don't beat me enough. I still have to beat you later, so give me some strength."
Seeing that Jiumozhi still had some unfinished ideas, Xu Xing ordered again:
"Great monk, bring the leader to justice. I have something to ask him."
When Jiumozhi heard the words, he nodded slightly, stepped on the ground, shook Xuan Shi's burly body, and pointed another finger at the center of his eyebrows.
Xuan Shi was infused with this powerful internal force, and he woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the extremely handsome "Mr. Duan" squatting in front of him, looking at him, and said in a calm tone:
"Did Xuanci ask you to come here? Are Gang Leader Qiao's parents also in your hands?"
When he heard the word "parents", Qiao Feng's eyes also changed.
In fact, after his incident came out, the Shenhou Mansion sent people to Shaoshi Mountain to take away Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, but they found nothing. Xu Xing and others also learned the news from the Six Gates through the relationship between Zhui Ming and others on their way there.
As soon as Xuan Shi woke up, he heard such a straightforward question. He swallowed and subconsciously wanted to hide it.
Xu Xing saw that his expression was different, but he didn't say anything and only waved his hand.
Shen Huchan, Tie Shou, Yan Zhao, Zhan Monk, and Qiao Feng, the five masters with the largest body and the most violent and domineering aura, understood what Xu Xing meant and immediately stepped forward.
These five sturdy men surrounded Xuan Shi and looked down at the old monk.
Their bodies were like copper and iron walls, which made Xuan Shi find it difficult to breathe. His whole body was completely shrouded in the shadow of the five strong men.
Not far away, Xiao Jianseng and others also stood up, looking at Xuan Shi with evil eyes.
Each of these people is a master with accomplished internal skills and a sharp gaze. Even if they don't actually take action, just a single look in their eyes is enough to scare the liver out of ordinary people.
Now more than a dozen people are united at the same time and looking at Xuan Shi. This kind of pressure is so concentrated that even Xuan Shi, who is also a person with advanced martial arts, cannot bear it.
Xuan Shi's face was stiff. After organizing his words for a while, he was about to speak hesitantly. Xu Xing nodded again and said in approval:
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"Yes, he is indeed a Shaolin monk with integrity."
He turned his head, looked at Yang Jie, and asked curiously:
"Master Yang, I heard that your Chaotian Sect is quite good at dealing with tough guys like this. I wonder if you can show it to everyone?"
After saying that, Xu Xing knelt down again, looked at Xuan Shi, smiled brightly, and said enthusiastically:
"The old monk may not know, but let me introduce to you. The person behind me is the owner of Chaotian Villa Yang, who is known as the 'Yinsi' in the world.
The person next to me is Xie Chaohua, the deputy leader of the Dalian League. You must have heard of her name as ‘Great Auntie Laughing’. ”
Hearing these two names, Xuan Shi's face turned pale, and goosebumps spread all over his body. He didn't have the power he had when he just came down the mountain. His whole body was shaking violently, stumbling, and couldn't say anything.
Anyone who has some experience in the world of martial arts doesn't know the torture methods of the "Terror General"?
It is said that the general once cut off the hands and feet of one of his henchmen, and then let thousands of maggots flow in and out of his wounds, torturing this man for several months without letting him die.
It is generally recognized by the world that, besides Master Su Luxing, the "Yin Si" Yang Jie and the "Laughing Aunt" Xie Chaohua are the ones who are most trusted by Ling Luoshi and who are also the most trusted by this great general.
Even if they only learned 30% of the methods, Xuan Shi thought to himself that it would be impossible to resist them. His chest heaved and he said sadly and angrily:
"You, your Dali Duan clan even wants such a scum of the world, aren't you afraid of being cast aside for the right path?!"
To this day, Xuan Shi still regards Xu Xing as "Mr. Duan".
He turned his head again, looked at Qiao Feng, and said angrily:
"Qiao Feng, it's in vain that you, as the leader of the Beggar Clan, can do such a mean thing, bah!"
Hearing these words, Xu Xing looked strange, and the other masters who had been undercover in Chaotian Villa couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The hearty laughter heard in Xuan Shi's ears confirmed the identity of these evil heretics. Xu Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and waved his hand again.
Hua Zhendai walked over with a smile, and with every step he took, the ground shook slightly.
Looking at her fat and muscular body, Xuan Shi's face became even more frightened. He did not dare to say anything about the right way or wrong way, and shouted loudly:
"I said, I said, I said!!!"
Xuan Shi originally thought that with the status of Qiao Feng, Tie Shou and others, even if they wanted to go to Shaolin to ask for the truth, they would not do anything too outrageous.
But he didn't expect that there was Xu Xing among this group of people.
Xuan Shi never imagined that the remnants of Chaotian Villa could walk on the road so openly and openly.
Xuan Shi was really afraid of Hua Zhendai and Yang Jie, and told them the whole story like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.
Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were indeed taken away by Shaolin and controlled, but their lives were not in danger.
His action this time was personally ordered by Abbot Xuanci, but the so-called "escort" was really an escort, not a secret attempt to kill Qiao Feng.
Before Xu Xing could speak, Hua Zhendai had already raised a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and slapped Xuan Shi's old face firmly, causing his head to tilt and spit out a few big teeth.
The laughing aunt first spat, then grabbed Xuan Shi's collar with her fat hands, lifted him up, opened her bloody mouth, and said with a ferocious smile:
"Old man, you're so used to being a vegetarian, do you think I'm a vegetarian too?
If you don't explain clearly, none of you more than 20 people will be able to leave. You will all stay and try my and Master Yang's methods! ”
Hua Zhendai didn't believe Xuan Shi's words. Since they were enemies, why bother to make it so troublesome again?
Why, do you like being a bitch and erecting archways at the same time?
Speaking of this, Hua Zhendai's face suddenly became friendly and he chuckled:
"You're lucky, old thing. If you fall into our hands, we'll keep you alive for at least another twenty or thirty years..."
Yang Jie also took a step forward in cooperation, took out his newly made pitch black alms bowl, and twirled it on his fingertips.
Xuan Shi screamed again, he was beaten badly, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his speech was unclear:
"It's all the truth, it's all the truth. Monks don't lie, they don't lie!"
When he talked about it later, he even cried a little bit.
Everyone turned around and looked at Xu Xing.
Xu Xing thought for a moment, then smiled and said:
"Such an awkward order is really difficult for old monk Xuanci.
Let's go, then let's go up and see, what kind of medicine is this old abbot selling in the gourd? ”
The group of them were fighting passionately at the foot of Mount Song, and it could already be seen clearly in Shaoshi Mountain.
During this period, the host of Room Thirty-six, the guarding monks from Muren Lane and Tongren Lane, and the elders from Bodhidharma Academy, Discipline Academy, and Arhat Hall had all assembled.
These sixty or seventy eminent Shaolin monks were standing in the main gate of the Shaolin Temple, the most magnificent and largest martial arts arena, overlooking the movement in the distance, and they were all a little frightened.
Some monks had just arrived and didn't know why. They whispered to each other and talked about it. The word "Wudang" was mentioned most often. They all thought it was Taoist priests from Wudang Mountain who came up the mountain.
Xuanji, the leader of the Discipline Academy, walked to the front of the queue and asked Xuannan, the leader of the Damo Academy:
"Brother, what happened?"
Xuannan's face was as dark as water, and his voice was even more serious:
"It's Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng brought his men to fight."
Xuanji was shocked when he heard this:
"The Beggar Clan has too much time to take care of itself now, so how can he still have time to come and cause trouble for us?"
As the head of the Discipline Academy, Xuanji has a high status in Shaolin, so he naturally understands the inside story of Qiao Feng's matter, as well as the concerns of the abbot and Xuannan.
He didn't expect that at this juncture, Qiao Feng would actually find Shaolin.
He just wants to find someone to take revenge, shouldn't he also go to Cai Jing?
Xuannan also shook his head and said:
"Just now Xuan Shi sent people to find me, and he transferred eighteen stick monks, and also found five of them, Xuan Yin Xuan Sheng.
But they acted together and allowed Qiao Feng to rush up the mountain. He must not be the only one coming. We need to prepare early. ”
Of course Xuanji knew the martial arts of the Eighteen-stick Monk of Bodhidharma Academy, Xuan Shi and others. It was absolutely impossible for Qiao Feng to defeat them, and he agreed with Xuan Nan's judgment at that moment.
However, after looking at the experts present, Xuanji realized that there was nothing to worry about.
After all, there were sixty or seventy of them together. Even a top figure like Zhuge Zhengwo would have a hard time resisting, let alone a little Qiao Feng?
What's more, Shaolin's true heritage has not been revealed yet.
He just asked in a low voice:
"Why won't the abbot come out?"
Xuannan shook his head and said firmly:
"For the sake of the reputation of this temple, he cannot come. We must stop Qiao Feng no matter what."
Xuanji also knew Xuannan's concerns, so he stopped talking and just stood beside Xuannan, shoulder to shoulder with him.
Although the other monks didn't know what was going on, they saw that the two leaders were ready, and they also calmed down and looked at the stone steps leading directly to the mountain gate.
Not long after, they saw swift shadows in the dark night, climbing up the mountain like hawks. With just one look, these monks were secretly frightened.
Even just by looking at the Qinggong of these people, they knew that the martial arts of those who came were at least the best in the world.
The four people leading them gave Xuanji and Xuannan an indescribable sense of oppression.
Their expressions changed, and they realized that it was not just Qiao Feng or the Beggar Gang who came.
After a few ups and downs, Xu Xing took Qiao Feng and others to the gate of Shaolin Temple.
Across a martial arts arena, the crowd, the more than sixty Shaolin monks, and Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan looked at each other and faced off from a distance.
Although everyone in Shaolin had already realized from a distance that the martial arts of these people were unfathomable, but now that they were facing each other face to face, the shock was even more unparalleled.
The martial arts industry is rich in experience, and some knowledgeable people have even shouted:
"It's Captain Qiao, Zhang Tianji, Crazy Saint, Crazy Monk!"
"Second Master Tie, Third Master Cui!"
"Master Su of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower! Shen Huchan, the leader of the seven bandits!"
"What else is there to sign? How can a war monk sign!"
"This lama in red seems to be the Tubo State Master, Maharaja Jiumozhi!"
For a time, exclamations of surprise came and went. Even Yang Jie and others were recognized, and everyone in Shaolin immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Although they couldn't figure out why, as Tie Shou and others, they would be together with the remnants of Chaotian Villa, they were vaguely aware of one thing:
——This time, I am afraid it will be the most severe and terrifying challenge Shaolin has ever faced.
Zi Zai Sect, Beggar Clan, Chaotian Villa, Dalian League, Esoteric Sect...
No matter which name there is, it is an existence that Shaolin needs to face up to. Once they join forces, no matter how confident these monks are in Shaolin, they will inevitably feel heavy pressure.
At the same time, the monks couldn't help but think about one thing. What has Shaolin done recently that required so many masters to join forces to force the palace?
Being able to have Zi Zai Sect and Chaotian Villa join forces would not be such an honor for someone who has done many evil things and is hated by people like Cai Jing and Cai Yuanchang.
Thinking like this, they couldn't help but turn their eyes to the young man in the lead who was exceptionally handsome, elegant and elegant, and had an outstanding demeanor, which seemed to eclipse everything in the world.
What is the origin of this person who can twist such complex forces into one rope?
Xu Xing faced everyone's gaze, took a step forward, flicked his long sleeves, and said loudly:
"Xu Xingxu, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, together with Qiao Feng, the chief leader of the Beggar Clan, and all his brothers, went to the Shaolin Mountain Gate to ask Abbot Xuanci for advice. Please take the time to see the abbot!"
Although Xu Xing's voice has the unique clearness and vitality of a young man, his breath is extremely long and powerful. The sound waves stir up the peaks, echo in the empty valleys, and can be heard all over the mountain. It shocked the hearts of everyone in Shaolin inexplicably.
They all could feel that the sound just now did not contain any internal force, it was just a loud and high-volume sound.
But when it is "big" to the extreme and "high" to the extreme, it becomes an unparalleled and unrivaled thing - strong!
In the highest hall of the Great Hall, Xuanci suddenly stood up.
In a secret cave in the back mountain, two tall monks were sitting cross-legged, meditating with their eyes closed, their brows trembling, showing a bit of pain and struggle.
Their bodies only moved slightly, and the futon beneath them was shaken open, and the secret cave was shaken as well. A handful of dust was shaken off, and several cracks appeared on the surrounding mountain walls.
Just an unintentional move can cause such a movement, which shows how profound the skills of these two monks are, at least the top masters in the world.
This movement was overtaken by an old, tired and thin old monk with a white beard. He stood up and cursed like crazy:
“I’ve been practicing Zen for thirty years and I haven’t even realized anything yet, so why are we making such a fuss!”
The old monk had a haggard face, but there was a black and red light spot deep in his eyes. After he finished cursing, he still felt unsatisfied and flicked his long sleeves.
The sleeves of the robe were wrapped into a "cloth stick" and knocked on the foreheads of the two people one after another. Although they were gone as soon as they touched it, they made a strong sound like a copper cone striking a bell.
The old monk chuckled strangely while knocking:
"If you take the poor monk's warning, you two will be enlightened!"
The two monks in gray groaned and were knocked to the ground, unconscious.
After the old monk kicked them, he swept his sleeves away and said angrily:
"With insufficient qualifications, it is difficult to achieve enlightenment, and all the hard work of a poor monk is in vain."
The old monk stamped his feet and looked outside the mountain again. He closed his eyes and twitched his nose, looking extremely intoxicated:
“Hehehe, it smells so fragrant, so familiar, it’s a real person, hehehe!!
Okay, okay, you can come to the poor monk too! ”
He laughed, scratched his ears and cheeks, jumped up and down, like a humanized monkey, and disappeared with just one step.
Outside the mountain gate, Xuannan resisted the pressure and took a step forward.
He was about to say something when his eyes flashed and there were three old monks with different figures and skinny figures in front of him.
Xuannan was startled, quickly lowered his head and clasped his hands together:
"I have met three uncles."
Obviously, these three old monks are the same generation of Tianzi generation monks as the previous generation of Shaolin abbot Master Tianzheng.
One of them, a taller man, stepped forward.
Although he is old, his frame is large and broad, his cheekbones are high, and he is majestic. He looks slowly and says in a deep voice:
"If according to the rules of the martial arts world, since you want to see the abbot, you should also ask the monk to pass the message on your behalf. How can you trespass?"
Xu Xing did not answer the question, but looked at him, smiled suddenly, and said leisurely:
"I heard that when Yan Kuangtuo broke into the mountains, there was a master of celestial phenomena in the Tianzi generation. He once led everyone to form the Eighteen Arhat Formation and stopped the world's number one madman. Do you think he is your Excellency?"
The old monk was slightly startled. Apparently he didn't expect that there would be anyone in the martial arts community who remembered him. He clasped his hands together and said:
"The poor monk is the celestial phenomenon, and the term master is not worth mentioning.
However, even though you are the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, and you invade our homes in such a big way, we still have to learn a lesson! ”
When Yan Zhao and others saw that they didn't even ask the reason, they would kill an "intruder" and wanted to fight. Their hearts were filled with anger and they were ready to take action.
Xu Xing waved his hand to stop everyone's behavior. He took a step forward and said with a smile:
"The three of you should have practiced some kind of combined attack formation. I have heard for a long time that Shaolin has a strange formation that can 'embrace the world'. Even Kuangyan Yan has restrained himself. I wonder if you can let me see it?"
Tianxiang shook his head and sighed:
"What a magical skill it is to embrace the world, but the talents of the three of us are not enough to understand it."
He looked at the group of people behind Xu Xing, suddenly changed the topic and asked:
"The benefactor's martial arts skills are superb, and the other friends are also people with outstanding martial arts skills. If we fight, we will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
In order to avoid death or injury, can the donor dare to make a bet with the poor monk? ”
Hearing the word "bet", Jiumozhi and Yan Zhao looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.
Xu Xing laughed:
"Old monk, that's interesting. What do you want to bet on?"
The celestial images put their hands together, and the treasures are solemn:
"Although the three of us have not yet mastered the art of embracing the world, we have gained a lot over the years and have understood a subtle method of subduing demons with the power of Buddha.
If the donor can defeat the three of us in a single fight, the old monk will ask the abbot to help you solve your doubts, even if he wants to die. ”
Although Tian Xiang has devoted himself to martial arts over the past few years and is not concerned with worldly affairs, he is not a blind and ignorant person. It can be seen that today's trouble is unprovoked.
That's why Tianxiang proposed this bet, hoping to defeat the enemy without a fight, preserve Shaolin's reputation without causing casualties, and avoid committing murders and creating irresolvable mortal enemies.
When Zhui Ming heard these words, he rolled his eyes and sneered:
"I've been talking for a long time, but I still don't want to bully the small number of people."
Shen Huchan and others also sneered, and the crowd was excited. Su Mengzhen and Xiao Jianseng even pressed their hands on the handles of their swords, ready to go.
Tian Xiang's expression remained unchanged, he just smiled.
Xu Xing was not annoyed at all, and even laughed. He shook his head and denied:
"Brother Cui, you are wrong. What they are doing is not bullying the minority with more, using power to bully others. It is called courage."
Xu Xing raised his head, looked at the sky, and waved his hand:
"Come on, what's the name of this move of yours?"
Tian Xiang and the other two brothers looked at each other, and the three of them stepped forward, while Tian Xiang explained in a deep voice:
"This method has the power of a vajra to subdue demons, so it is called a vajra subduing demon circle. After I and three other people worked together to create it, only my senior brother 'Tian Jue' has seen it once.
He believed that this method was too lethal and would harm the world, so we could not use it easily. He also gave this method a name. ”
When the word "Tian Jue" was mentioned, Tian Xiang had a look of reverence on his face.
This name seems to have some kind of magical power, making other monks unconsciously express admiration and respect when they hear it, just like the celestial phenomenon.
Seeing this, Xu Xing couldn't help but become more interested in the so-called "Tian Jue Monk".
Tianxiang finished his last words word for word:
"He said that this move might be called 'Sakyamuni's Surprise'."
(End of chapter)