Chapter 474

Long Jingtian starts to come to Shaolin. In fact, he also means to stop fangbai's Apprentice from dying.

They arrived near Shaolin one day ahead of schedule and successfully tracked down master Fang Bai and his disciples.

When he saw that the two men ran at full speed without using any real yuan and pure physical strength, Longnu did not understand this, and long Jingtian also had some doubts. However, he would never think that master Fang Bai would be bored enough to run freely. He guessed that it should be some kind of cultivation method.

"Grandfather, do you want to stop them now?"

Tracking for a while, seeing that the Pine Mountain where Shaolin is located is already in sight, Longnu asked.

Long Jingtian shook his head and said, "no! The two of them did not have a lot of violent and murderous spirit, and maybe there would not be a duel in the imagination. I don't want to show up until I have to! "

"I still hope they can fight..."

The Dragon Girl murmured in a low voice.

"You girl, what's good for you when they fight?"

The Dragon startles the sky and has no good breath.

The Dragon girl said with a smile: "the members of the Dragon Guard all say that you are the first expert in the secular ancient martial arts world. I want to see you show your talent, but I don't have a chance! If they fight, my grandfather will stop them. Isn't this an opportunity? "

Long Jing Tian laughs and scolds: "you stinky girl, you know to be mischievous! What is the first master? It is conjectured by others. I don't dare to be one! There is no end to the road of martial arts. In this world, who dares to say that he has reached the peak of martial arts and is invincible in the world? "

"In my heart, grandfather is the first! It's invincible

"All right, all right. Don't flatter me! Remember, when we sneak into Shaolin, you'd better keep quiet and watch. There are many experts in Shaolin. If you are not careful, they will find out. Then we can only show up in public! "

"I know!"

When ye and sun spoke, they found that fangbai had already arrived at the "welcome Pavilion" at the foot of Songshan mountain.

The welcome Pavilion is a small pavilion set at the foot of the mountain in Shaolin Zhike hall, which is specially used to deal with some affairs of Shaolin and the outside world.

For example, there are often warriors from the ancient martial arts world who come to Shaolin to challenge them and become famous. When they encounter this kind of thing, Shaolin usually sends Zhike monks to the reception Pavilion at the foot of the mountain to deal with it.

In the reception hall, there are two Zhike monks on duty every day.

When Fang Bai and Guishou arrived at the reception Pavilion, they saw two ordinary Zhike monks, one old and one young, sitting upright in the pavilion.

"What can I do for you, benefactor?"

Seeing Fang Bai and the ghost hand coming into the reception Pavilion, the two familiar monks got up in a hurry. The old monk asked politely.

"Tell the old monk Jue Renna that the ghost hand of the disciple of Wanyao valley came to Shaolin to settle a grudge."

Said the ghost hand coldly.

Looking at the ghost hand suddenly exposed fierce light, murderous, two Zhike monks can not help but fight a spirit.

"Please wait a moment, benefactor..."

The old Zhike monk thought of the Abbot's advice and immediately winked at the young Zhike monk.

Without saying a word, the young Zhike monk spread his legs and ran madly to the mountain.

After the events of yanyulou and Qingcheng Temple happened one after another, Shaolin also received news. So abbot juerren repeatedly told the Zhike monk who was in charge of duty that once he saw two young people appear at the foot of the mountain, he would immediately go up the mountain to report without delay.

Fang Baihe and the ghost hand came to Shaolin to ask for justice, so they were not in a hurry. When they saw the young Zhike monk go up the mountain, they sat down in the pavilion and waited patiently.

A moment later, four middle-aged monks gathered around a fat monk with big ears and red face, and quickly descended from the mountain road.

Looking at the body methods of the five monks, they are all powerful martial monks.

"One level is the first level, and the four levels are complete It is said that Shaolin is the Taishan Beidou and one of the most famous ancient Wuzong sects in the ancient Chinese martial arts world. Today, you can see that Shaolin really deserves its reputation! "

Fang Bai saw that the five Shaolin monks who went down the mountain were the weakest ones of Xuanquan level, and there was actually a warrior at prefecture level. These alone are not comparable to Yanyu tower and Qingcheng temple.

It is said that the current abbot of Shaolin, Jueren, is a thin old monk about 60 years old. He is holding a Zen stick and wearing a cassock with bright red background and bright gold thread. However, the image of the fat monk who is robbing from the welcome Pavilion is quite different from the image of the legendary Shaolin abbot Jueren. It can be inferred from his strength that he should be a senior figure in Shaolin.

The fat monk, surrounded by five middle-aged monks, went outside the reception Pavilion and looked at Fang Baihe's ghost hand. Then he walked into the pavilion with a dignified face. He saluted him and said, "which benefactor is the ghost hand of Wanyao Valley disciple?"

"I am!"

The ghost hand took a step forward, his eyes bloomed with cold light, and looked at the fat monk closely. The cold voice asked, "are you Jue Ren?"

The fat monk said: "the old monk is aware of Ming, and now he is the elder of Zhike hall. Elder martial brother abbot is in private practice. It's not convenient to go down the mountain. Please forgive me! "

The ghost hand sneered and said, "closed door and sneak training? Ha ha, it's clear that you have done something wrong and have no face to see others? ""When the abbot knew that the benefactor was a disciple of Wanyao Valley, he asked me to bring a message to him..."

Jueming met the evil hand's eyes full of hatred, and said in a solemn voice: "although he said that the wanyaogu incident was done by a small number of Shaolin monks without his knowledge, as a abbot, he should bear the responsibility of ineffective supervision. On behalf of Shaolin, he asked me to make an apology to the benefactor, and at the same time, he gave the benefactor a piece of Tianjie skill copied from Yanyu building... "

"Make an apology What an apology

The ghost hand looked at Jueming and put a copy of Tianjie skill on the stone table of the welcome Pavilion. He looked up at Jueming and laughed a few times. Then he glared at Jueming and said in a loud voice, "I'll kill you monks and burn your temple. Then I'll make an apology to you. Would you like to do that?"

"Amitabha

As far as I know, my Shaolin disciples quit halfway and didn't kill any of you... "

The ghost hand sternly demanded: "you help the tyrant. Although you did not kill people, what is the difference between killing and killing? You monks, who are charitable, do some killing and arson activities secretly. Don't you think it's blasphemy to Buddha? You should all go to hell! "

After that, the ghost hand went to the stone table and grabbed the Tianjie skill. Zhenyuan penetrated into it, and then with a strong wave, a piece of Tianjie skill immediately turned into scraps of paper and flew away with the wind.

For the martial arts in the secular world, Tianjie skill is the most precious treasure that he has ever dreamed of. Jue Ming didn't expect that the ghost hand would not even look at it, so he destroyed it. He was greatly distressed. He also heard a few words from the ghost hand, and his face suddenly sank and said, "benefactor, your words are heavy!"

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