Flower Stealing Master

Xuan Ci said: "If a few people descended to the mountain alone, they should have welcomed them into the temple. It was just that the three came with Zhang Zhenren. Zhang Zhenren left Shaolin Temple without telling him when he was a teenager. The rules of this school for hundreds of years, Zhang Real people want to know that anyone who is an abandoned traitor from this faction is not allowed to enter the temple for a lifetime, otherwise he will be punished by cutting his feet.

Zhang Sanfeng laughed but did not speak, Song Qingshu was not so temperamental. He sneered: "When Taishi was young, although he served Master Jueyuan at the Shaolin Temple, he was a chore of sweeping the floor and making tea. He had neither shaved nor apprenticeship. How can you be considered a Shaolin disciple."

Xuanci said coldly: "But Zhang Zhenren stole martial arts from Shaolin Temple."

Song Qingshu recalled the words Zhang Sanfeng had personally said: "My Wudang school martial arts, although I later created with great concentration, but traced back to the source, if it weren't for Master Jueyuan ￠￡￠￡￠￡, ≈.√∷. ＠Through my "Nine Sun Scriptures," Guo Nv Xia gave me the pair of Shaolin Iron Arhats. From then on, all martial arts were completely unreliable. It is not an exaggeration to say that my martial arts came from Shaolin."

However, Zhang Sanfeng can see openly, but it does not mean that Song Qingshu can see openly. Seeing that Shaolin Temple’s open mouth is a traitor, he can’t help but be angry: "You keep slandering Master Tai for stealing Shaolin martial arts, and now Wudang martial arts are in the rivers and lakes. As everyone knows, what kind of martial arts are you talking about is your Shaolin martial arts?"

Xuan Ci said lightly: "Zhang Zhenren's "Nine Suns Magic Art" is the property of our temple."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but was speechless, but he was always clever, and soon he had an idea: "Master Tai, if you really know the Nine Suns, would not bring Zhang Wuji to the Shaolin Temple and be stunned by you. Besides, there is only Mingjiao teaching in the world today that advocates nonjudgment. One person knows Nine Suns Divine Art, and his "Nine Suns Divine Art" is from a valley in Kunlun, but it does not come from your Shaolin. In fact, it may be that you Shaolin didn’t know where you learned some Nine Suns. The fragments of the scriptures use tiger skins as a banner, boasting that the Nine Suns Magic Art is something of your Shaolin."

Hearing what he said, a group of monks on the opposite side became angry and scolded them, Xuan Ci frowned, but fortunately, as the abbot, he also knew a little bit about this past and replied slowly: " "The Classics" was stolen by Yin Kexi and Xiaoxiangzi. Presumably, the secret book obtained by Master Zhang in Kunlun was the secret book stolen by the two, and Zhang Zhenren also knew about this."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Qing Shu, don't be rude, do you remember what you promised me before?"

Song Qingshu nodded helplessly and couldn't help but smile, too master, too master, why are you so honest, as long as you deny it, I can make Shaolin no longer able to talk about this matter in a few words...

However, he knew in his heart what kind of character Zhang Sanfeng was, and he naturally disdains lying.

"Pan Dao came today not to argue with your temple about the past, but to ask for something else." Zhang Sanfeng said calmly.

Xuanci and Fang Zheng looked at each other, and thought, "I don't know what he is here for? I brought so many masters to come with me. There might not be any kind of intention to come." Xuanci said in a convenient way: "please show me the details."

"A few of my disciples disappeared one after another not long ago..." Zhang Sanfeng talked slowly, recounting the disappearance of Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting and the later Song Yuanqiao's loss of contact with them.

Xuan Ci couldn't help wondering: "Song Daxia and others suffered this catastrophe. The poor monk deeply regrets it, but why did real people come to Shaolin? Is it because we suspect that we didn't work in Shaolin?"

Song Qingshu snorted, took out the wooden planks dug from the ruined temple from his baggage, pointed to the palm prints on it, and said, "Masters are all masters. You must recognize the palm prints caused by this effort, right?"

"Huh?" Master Fang Zheng took a look at the plank, he was a little unsure, and handed it to Xuanci, "Brother, do you think this is?"

Xuan Ci couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, this is indeed caused by the power of the Prajna palm of this temple."

Seeing the other party's confirmation, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and took a distant breath, and then sucked the wooden plank in Xuanci's hand. This hand immediately made everyone in the court lose their color.

Xuan Ci wondered in her heart: Although I was not prepared, the things in my hand were not so easy to take away. The opponent grabbed the board in such a void and took the board back. Could it be the long-lost dragon in the rivers and lakes? Power?

Kumazhi was also secretly shocked when he saw it. After not seeing him for a while, his martial arts seemed to have made a breakthrough. I don't know if my crane control skill compares with his catch, who wins and who loses?

No matter what I do, I can't stop thinking about it: My star-absorption magic has a similar effect, but generally it can only deal with people whose skills are far less than mine. It may be difficult to grab things from the Shaolin abbot so easily.

"Song, what do you mean?" Last time Xuan Cheng was defeated by Zhang Sanfeng and came back to retreat. Today, he heard the bell ringing in the temple and he just went out for investigation. This was later than the rest of the monks. Just seeing this scene, Xuan Cheng couldn't help being furious.

"I'm afraid you will destroy the evidence." Song Qingshu replied lightly.

Xuan Cheng heard the sarcasm in his tone, and couldn't help saying: "Song, please tell me clearly."

"Although I haven't read the Buddhist scriptures very much, I understand that people who practice Buddhism avoid greed, hatred, and ignorance. You are so angry in your words, it seems that you can't cultivate at home." Song Qingshu's words were so angry. Qiqiao gave birth to smoke, but he didn't bother to continue to care about each other, but said to Xuanci, "Abbot, do you know where you found this fast board?"

Xuanci vaguely had a bad conjecture in his heart, but now that it happened, he had to bite the bullet and asked, "Old Na doesn't know it, and I would like to ask the Golden Snake King for advice."

Song Qingshu looked dumbfounded: "The scene where my Four Uncle Zhang and Uncle Yin Liu disappeared was full of fighting marks, but this Prajna palm print was left on the scene. At this time, I hope the masters can give us an explanation."

Although I still faintly guessed it before, Xuan Ci couldn't help taking a breath after hearing the other party say it, and the surrounding monks also changed their colors.

"This is definitely not what Shaolin did. I hope Zhenren Zhang will observe it." Xuan Ci hurriedly said.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "Pan Dao doesn't believe that their disappearance is related to your temple. However, although my two disciples' martial arts are not high, they are not what ordinary people can subdue. Prajna palm is the secret of the temple. Except for the noble monks of the temple, Pang Dao really can't think of anyone else in the rivers and lakes who can cultivate the Prajna palm to such a realm."

The Kongzhi on the side couldn't hold back when he heard the words, and pointed at Zhang Sanfeng and said angrily: "Listening to Zhang Zhenren's meaning, does it mean that we are wronged by Shaolin as the mastermind of this matter?"

Shaolin saw and heard of the four great monks of Kongzhi, who saw mercy in the sky, but unfortunately he died the earliest; Kongwen City Mansion is extremely deep, joy and anger are not visible in color: emptiness is muddled and naive, innocent, uncomfortable with world affairs; Chang felt that Zhang Sanfeng had learned a lot of martial arts in Shaolin Temple, but the reputation of Wudang Sect was overshadowed by Shaolin Sect. He had always been uncomfortable in his heart, so he was like a gunpowder barrel and exploded at one point.

As the leader of the demon cult, I am so happy and enmity on weekdays, but today I felt angry with Zhang Sanfeng for no reason. When I was angry, I saw the impolite actions of Kongzhi, and suddenly sneered: "I heard that Shaolin sees and hears. The four great monks of wisdom are so wonderful. I saw them today, but they were nothing more than the same. You are a bald donkey, I think you are thin and sad. It is a short-lived death. It is better to pay attention to your words and deeds."