Fantasy World Transmigration

The Master of the Holy Mountain at Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain is very famous in the martial arts world. Together with Master Xuanci, they are called "subduing the dragon" and "subduing the tiger". Such a person had a conflict with the Forbidden Martial Hall, which naturally caused Shaolin Temple to suffer.

The people who came were not only the people from Shenshan Mountain, but also Master Guanxin from Daxiangguo Temple in Kaifeng Prefecture, Master Daoqing from Pudu Temple in Jiangnan, Master Juexian from Donglin Temple in Lushan, and Master Rongzhi from Jingying Temple in Chang'an. They are tall, but their status is enough to be respected, not to mention their martial arts are not inferior to Xuan Ci.

It's just that these masters are being blocked tightly, unable to move at all. In front of them, a young man wearing a flying fish red robe is blocking the road with a smile. Although his face is kind, the knife in his hand is not polite lifted up. Ordinary people would be more polite when they saw monks, but these two people didn't even have the slightest apology on their faces.

Xuanci clasped his hands together, bowed and said, "Two benefactors, why are you standing in front of these masters? They are not all of us in Shaolin, they are all Buddhist masters. Now we are going down the mountain, please make way for the benefactors, I thank you .”

"Hello, master." A young man with a green face clasped his hands together clumsily, and said, "The governor has an order. Before the Shaolin meeting, people in the martial arts forest on Shaoshi Mountain are allowed to enter and not to leave. Several masters have martial arts , so please take the trouble to wait until the fifteenth of May before leaving."

"How can we have time to wait for him so much!" Master Shenshan's face was gloomy, he was short in stature, but his voice was unexpectedly loud, "I don't know which governor you are, I am an outsider, and I am not under his jurisdiction. Step aside."

"Master, people outside the world, let alone monks, even Bodhisattvas come under our control." The young man replied with a smile: "Our imperial court, let alone outside the world, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky. It is also to be appointed by the imperial court, the governor also said a few days ago that the Jade Emperor is an adulterous priest, please ask the court to honor the God of Haotian, I don’t know which god and Buddha the master is offering, has it been approved by us?"

"You..." Master Shenshan suddenly became angry.

"I don't know what to call the benefactor?" Xuanci hurriedly said.

"I'm more than half of you, the No. 3 Commander Longxiangwei Huangzi of the Martial Arts Hall, has met Master Xuanci." The young brother said solemnly with a serious expression. Another commander next to him clasped his fists at several of them, and three words popped out of his mouth: "More than half!" He had a dark face and an indifferent look, and it was unknown whether he was naturally quiet, or he didn't bother to pay attention to Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "What are the two names?"

The names of these two people do not look like normal people, not to mention Xuanci, several other masters also have doubts, Xuanshi even said bluntly: "You two should report their real names, these masters are highly respected, and will not follow You care about it."

"You misunderstood, this is my real name." The young brother smiled and said, "I used to be called Jiuliangban, because my father sold me for six taels of silver, and after the governor rescued me from the devil's lair, Said: "Nine taels and half, but only sold six taels, your father is illiterate, so he asked me to give half."

The other one next to him was a black-faced boy, and he said two more words, "Four taels." Xuan Ci thought for a while before realizing that he had been sold for four taels, which happened to be more than half of the one next to him. The names of these two people are really rough.

"Amitabha! It's the old monk's slip of the tongue." Xuanci recited the Buddha's name, "I don't know, what is the original layman's name? The old monk can also be called." Xuanci finally felt that such a title was inappropriate, and asked aloud.

"My original name was Ben Yin."

"The benefactor's name is very Buddha-like." Xuan Ci smiled warmly.

"That's natural." The little brother smiled and said, "This is the name my father gave me by the master on the mountain. It seems to be the master Xuantong of this temple." Several people turned their heads in surprise, and saw Xuantong nodded slightly, indicating that he seemed to be For such a thing, before they could speak, I heard the little brother say slowly.

"It's a pity that my father owed Shaolin's rent, and the supervisor was pressing hard, so he had no choice but to sell me. Ren Yazi sent me to the acrobatics garden and became an actor." Although he was still smiling, everyone in Shaolin Temple The eminent monk, his complexion is already extremely ugly, where is the acrobatic circle, to put it nicely, he is an actor.

But who doesn't know that the boys there are actually low-level child molesters, such things make their faces look ugly, Xuanci can only grin and say: "The benefactor is really lucky to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, I don't know if there is any... Reunite with family."

"So the master should give me half as much." The little brother clasped his hands together and said, "As for the villain's parents, I visited a few neighbors recently, and they said that during the severe drought a few years ago, they couldn't pay the rent. The people were driven out, and they must have died somewhere in the corner."

When he said this, there was no trace of sadness on his face. I don't know if he had shed all his tears or he was not close to his parents. Everyone in Shaolin Temple didn't dare to think about it so much, and they only said in their hearts, "It's not a good time!" All expressions became alert, only Xuantong opened his mouth to say something, but his expression darkened.

There was an indescribable expression in the eyes he looked at the little brother, like compassion, but also guilt, and most of the time when he felt something looking towards him, he turned his head away as if to cover up.

Master Shenshan sneered a few times, and said in a long voice: "The Shaolin Majestic Treasure Temple has been my favorite temple for a long time. When I came here today, it really opened my eyes. It's an eye-opener!" "The hostility in his words made the eminent monks of Shaolin feel ashamed, but he heard the more than half of the younger brother slowly say: "Wutai Mountain is not inferior either! More than half of the people around me were born at the foot of Wutai Mountain and have heard many famous names for a long time.”

Master Shenshan seemed to be pinched by the neck, and his voice suddenly disappeared. Under Wutai Mountain, besides Qingliang Temple, is there anyone else's land? He waved his sleeves irritably, and said: "I don't care what your names are, you don't want to stop me today." As he spoke, he swung his sleeves and bumped straight forward.

When everyone in Shaolin saw this, they all turned pale with shock. Unexpectedly, such an eminent monk like Shenshan has no concentration at all, and Xuantong even exclaimed: "Be careful!" Bumping into it, is Wutai Mountain's "Mind-Mind-Qi Hunyuan Gong" a trivial thing?

This collision was probably heavier than an elephant, not to mention more than half of such a young brother, even if he went up, his muscles and bones would inevitably be broken. The man on Shenshan's big sleeve swept it like an iron broom, enough to scrape off a layer of flesh on a person's face, and most of them didn't change color in the face of the force of the sweep.

I saw that his skin seemed to be covered with a layer of golden lacquer, and it quickly became golden, with a metallic luster. Master Shenshan's stroke was like fanning him, and his sleeve hit his face. , exploded into a scattered rag.

"King Kong is not bad!" Master Shenshan said in shock. Before he could say anything, a golden arm grabbed his neck. He felt like a steel ring was wrapped around his neck, and he let him exert his strength. He just couldn't break free, so he could only wink at Zhe Luoxing who was beside him.

The Tianzhu monk's arm seemed to have doubled suddenly, and he pinched straight towards the younger brother. His body seemed to have no bones. From an incredible angle, he performed a strange move, which was so strange that it was unbelievable. , Shaolin monks are familiar with it, such a weird move, in such a sudden situation, no matter what, it cannot be avoided.

But most of the time, he didn't intend to dodge at all. He carried Master Shenshan and threw his hand at the boulder beside him. No matter how the Tianzhu man hit him, he could only hear a loud clang, as if hitting a bronze man hard. Average body. Master Shenshan was thrown by him, and he hit the boulder heavily, bleeding all over his face.

But the little brother didn't stop, and hit his head on the stone. When everyone in Shaolin saw this, their hands and feet became weak in fright. Is this okay? It doesn't matter once or twice, Master Shenshan may not be able to survive the third time! Before they could make a move, they heard a scream from Tianzhu.

More than half of his hands seemed to be holding a ball of fireworks, and Zhe Luoxing was caught in his hand, making a shrill scream. He saw that half of his body was scorched black, and the other half was covered with a layer of hoarfrost. No, I can only struggle in vain. His bones can get in from anywhere, but he can't escape more than half a simple grasp.

At this time, Shaolin dares no one to go up. Although these two are young, they are already the first-class and terrifying masters in the Jianghu. Looking at Abbot Xuanci. Only Xuantong went up to meet him.

Most of them didn't make a move, they stretched out their hands and handed the sacred mountain to Xuantong, and said: "Master, we don't want to do this, please don't make it difficult for us." The Shaolin monks helped the sacred mountain, and said again and again: "It's not in the way, it doesn't matter It doesn't matter." Xuanci lowered his eyebrows and said, "But according to the imperial order, Shaolin should obey it."

He looked at the half-dead Zhe Luoxing and said: "This friend from Tianzhu also made an unintentional mistake, please forgive me." More than half of the backhand was like garbage, throwing Zhe Luoxing on the ground without even looking at it. Seeing the two of them turning their heads to leave, XuanNan couldn't help but said: "Benefactor, your martial arts are indestructible?"

More than half turned around, and said with a smile: "This is the extremely golden body of titanium in the thirty-six unique skills of the Martial Arts Hall, not the invincible magic of Shaolin King Kong." As he spoke, the metallic color of his skin surged down like water, The squirming muscles were like living things, and it really didn't look like Shaolin martial arts. The two of them led their men and horses to rest not far away, as if they were in peace with Shaolin.

The Shaolin monks looked at each other, one leader is so good, how capable are the two commanders, even the governor Chen Ang? Thinking about the four villains, the leader of the Ming Cult, and the monks didn't dare to think about it anymore, Xuanci sighed: "Shaolin, Shaolin!"

The atmosphere was deadly oppressive.