Late spring and early summer, Songshan Shaolin.

"Junior Brother Fang Jue, how many days do we have left before the Mid-Autumn Battle?"

Under a Bodhi tree, Master Fang Zheng, who is the abbot of Shaolin, stared at the Bodhi tree in front of him and asked Fang Jue, who was also sitting under the tree to meditate.

"Senior Brother Abbot, September 15 is the Mid-Autumn Festival, today is the first day of April, and there are only more than 160 days left. "

Hearing the question, Master Fang Jue looked at Fang Zheng and spoke with some concern.

These 160 days will determine the rise and fall of Shaolin!

"Great Demon Head Su Yu, has there been any movement recently?"

Fang Zheng had already instructed Fang Jue to send lay disciples into Hengshan, monitor the movements of Hengshan at all times, and notify him as soon as there was any wind and grass.

"The Hengshan Sect is all women, and the disciples have not been able to infiltrate it. "

Master Fang Jue shook his head.

The Hengshan sect is all women, the Shaolin Temple is all men, and men want to infiltrate the pile of women, which is simply unrealistic, and they are recognized at a glance.

"As expected. "

Master Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Junior Brother, Lao Gu wants to attack the Grandmaster Nine Realm, you go and supervise the disciples to practice." "

In order to prepare for the decisive battle of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fang Zheng practiced every day.

If you can enter the Grandmaster Jiuzhong on the eve of the decisive battle, then the Shaolin Temple will have a better chance of winning.

"Senior Brother Abbot, I have something I want to tell you, I don't know if I should talk about it or not. "

Master Fang Jue did not leave, but showed a hesitant look and looked at Master Fang Zheng.

"You say. "

Master Fang Zheng spoke.

With Fang Zheng's permission, Fang Jue was not groaning, and immediately spoke:

"Just now, a lay disciple reported to me that the former head of the Demon Sect, I Xing, was rescued from West Lake by Xiang Wentian and killed many people in the rivers and lakes on the first day he reappeared. "

After Ren Xing reappeared in the rivers and lakes, he suppressed the masters of the rivers and lakes by cruel means, either surrendering or perishing, and many experts in the rivers and lakes were afraid of him, so they could only swallow the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, and unwillingly worked for him.

"Let me do it!"

Master Fang Zheng frowned slightly.

Ren I Xing, this name is not unfamiliar to him, when he became the abbot of Shaolin, he had many encounters with Ren I Xing, this person is extremely difficult to deal with.

"Senior Brother Abbot, one Su Yu is enough for us, and now there is another one to let me do, the Demon Dao is rampant, and the Righteous Path is depressed, what should we do?"

Master Fang Jue said worriedly.

"Junior Brother, you are too pessimistic. "

Master Fang Zheng said leisurely: "There are clouds in the Leng Yan Sutra, 'The world is impermanent, and there will be departures.'" Separation from cause and condition, false fame is destroyed'. Do you understand the three of them?"

Everything in the world is constantly changing, and only one thing is inconvenient, which is called impermanence.

Ren I Xing is a strong enemy of the Shaolin Temple, and this matter is also changing, if you can use it a little, the enemy can also become a friend.

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Takami!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's Zen words, Fang Jue suddenly became cheerful.

"Okay, there you go. "

Master Fang Zheng waved his hand, slowly closed his eyes, practiced the Yi Tendon Sutra Divine Skill, and concentrated on attacking Grandmaster Jiu.

After the Tibetan scripture pavilion was moved away by Su Yu, in order to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Shaolin Temple changed to a senior monk to pass on by word of mouth, and dictated all the 72 skills of Shaolin to lay disciples and ordinary disciples.

These disciples are collectively known as Shaolin disciples, the number is tens of thousands, each of them specializes in a stunt, and when the Mid-Autumn Festival day, they can at least reach the level of Xiaocheng, which is definitely a terrifying force.

......

At this moment, on the Blackwood Cliff.

"Enlightenment Saint Sect Leader, after letting me get out of trouble in West Lake, I secretly recruited underworld masters and strengthened the team, wanting to disadvantage the sect leader. "

A Demon Sect elder stood in front and said undefeated to the East on the throne.

"Okay, you go down!"

"Obey, Holy Sect Leader!"

Above the magnificent throne, the heroic and extraordinary Oriental Undefeated, after listening to the elder's report, the beautiful eyes flashed a cold light, the slender white five fingers, slightly clenched fists, the fist bones were a little white.

"Let me do it!"

"This seat did not take your dog's life back then, it is already the end of benevolence and righteousness, but not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also want to kill me, and you will take revenge!"

Dongfang Undefeated's beautiful eyes were full of fierce looks.

Now she can't help but regret a little, she really should have cut the grass and removed the roots, when the interruption continues, she will suffer from it, this sentence is right.

"The Ten Great Elders listen to the order!"

Dongfang Undefeated scanned the elders in the hall and said majestically: "Mobilize all the disciples of the Divine Sect, search Ren I Xing and Xiang Qiantian, and once you find their whereabouts, report to this seat immediately!"

"Yes, Saint Sect Leader!"

The ten great elders of the Divine Sect stood up at the same time, clasping their fists in unison and loudly agreeing.

"Let me do it, this seat should see how big a storm you can make!"

Thinking of the cultivation of Ren Xing, Dongfang Undefeated sneered contemptuously.

Twelve years ago, Dongfang Undefeated was able to defeat Ren I Xing and sit on the throne of the Demon Sect Leader, and twelve years later, Dongfang Undefeated entered the peak of Grandmaster Ninefold, and he would not be afraid of Ren Ixing.

"Qu Yang, what has Su Yu been busy with lately?

After ordering to find something to do, Dongfang Undefeated turned his voice and his gaze fell on Qu Yang.

Qu Yang is Liu Zhengfeng's good friend, Liu Zhengfeng is Su Yu's good friend, nine times out of ten, he knows about Su Yu.

"Enlightenment Saint Sect Leader, according to the news from the old immortal spy, Su Zhangmen has left the palace, and at this moment, he is on his way back to Hengshan. "

The white-haired Qu Yang stood up and reported to Dongfang Undefeated.

"Are you back to Hengshan?

"Yes, Saint Sect Leader!"

Dongfang Undefeated and Su Yu were separated in Songshan, it was already January, and in this month, she couldn't help but think of being with Su Yu.

And as soon as she thought of Su Yu, the corners of her mouth would evoke a smile, completely uncontrollable.

"Honza has never been to Hengshan, do you want to go there?"

Dongfang was undefeated and left the Sect Leader's throne, and his heart was a little undecided.

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