Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In front of the Palace of Medicine King.

Murong Fu and Ding Chunqiu hesitated and did not go in.

"Hey, tell me, is there anyone guarding here?" Ding Chunqiu joked.

"The things inside the Medicine King's Palace are not much worse than those in the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion."

"How is it possible that no one is watching?" Murong Fu rolled his eyes at Ding Chunqiu.

The old guy is still in the mood to joke, but he probably has no good intentions.

Ding Chunqiu said proudly: "I guess there will be many people coming here tonight."

"Huh?" Murong Fu said softly, and he immediately figured it out.

He and Ding Chunqiu were not the only ones who were thinking about the Great Return Pill. M..

But how many people are so brave?

The divine consciousness unfolded and quickly covered the entire three miles around Yaowang Palace.

It doesn't matter at this point, all the sects have sent people.

The head of the Kongtong Sect, Taoist Master Xushan, was prominently among them and sighed:

"It seems that the Shaolin Temple is going to be lively this time."

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said: "Shaolin Temple is not as good as Wudang. It likes to point fingers at various factions in the world."

"I don't know how many people, I wish they would die soon."

Murong Fu frowned and looked at Ding Chunqiu: "You are not planning to fish in troubled waters and stir up chaos, are you?"

Ding Chunqiu shook his head and said proudly: "Haha, I don't need you this time."

"I'm afraid you don't know that one of the Five Disciples of the Ming Cult was also killed by that person."

"Mingjiao leader Wuji will lead his men to Shaolin tomorrow."

"The rest of us are the big ones."

"Hehe, it's all a foil."

Zhang Wuji?

Murong Fu was secretly shocked.

Although this guy appears to be the leader of the Ming Cult, everyone knows it.

The person behind him is his support.

Moreover, he had an excellent relationship with the royal family in the Ming Dynasty.

It can be said that Zhang Wuji was the local emperor in the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, in order to take the path of invincibility, this son forcibly suppressed his realm.

He always stayed at the master level and did not break through to the great master level.

However, even so, Murong Fu did not believe it.

Zhang Wuji will fight with the Shaolin Temple for life and death.

"I'm just trying to get some benefits."

"Although the Shaolin Temple acts unreasonably, if it is really gone, it will do more harm than good to the world."

Ding Chunqiu shook his head and said with a smile:

"That's for the righteous way. For us evil ways, any sect can disappear."

Murong Fu shook his head, there was a sweeping monk.

How many people can destroy Shaolin? He said with half contempt and half joking:

"Let's think about how to get your Great Return Pill."

Ding Chunqiu gave a faint smile and took out a dark yellow wooden tripod from his arms, which was finely carved, and the wood was as firm and smooth as jade, with faint red threads.

Then he took off a green bag from his waist, poured the strange powder inside into the incense burner, and lit it. The old wrinkles on his face knitted together, and he said with a proud smile:

"Hey, look, after a while, they will fight."

Murong Fu glanced at the incense burner and said, "Is this the [Sacred Wood King Cauldron] of your Xingxiu Sect?"

"Yes, it is one of the three treasures of my sect." After Ding Chunqiu finished speaking, he casually placed it in a ventilated place.

Murong Fu sniffed the smell in the cauldron. Except for the faint scent of wood, it was no different from the surrounding air.

Secretly admire Ding Chunqiu's skill in poisoning.

I'm afraid no one can compete with him in terms of poison skills except the "Poison Hand Medicine King".

The fragrance didn't take long to spread.

Murong Fu clearly sensed that the people hiding around him were ready to make a move.

"Amitabha, everyone, Medicine King Hall is the important place of my Shaolin Temple, please come back."

The monk guarding the temple seemed to sense the energy around him and spoke to persuade him.

After hearing this, everyone no longer hid, they jumped out one after another, ran to the old monk, and shouted:

"We are guests from afar. We heard that there are large and small Huandan pills hidden in the Shaolin Temple. Why don't you take out a few pills for us to try?"

Murong Fu recognized the speaker as Zuo Lengchan, who was causing trouble everywhere.

This person should have entered Shaolin after him. He said curiously:

"Who is the old monk sitting here?"

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said: "The person guarding the Medicine King Palace should be Monk Kong Jian, the head of the four great monks of Shaolin Temple."

Murong Fu suddenly realized that it was him.

No wonder there is only one old monk guarding the huge Medicine King Hall.

This monk's strength is definitely second to none in the Shaolin Temple.

After cultivating the [Indestructible Vajra Body], I once received the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun's thirteen punches [Seven Injury Fist], but nothing happened.

However, shouldn't this person be beaten to death by Xie Xun?

It seems that this is slightly different from "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Sword".

Kongjian clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, all donors, be it the Great Returning Pill or the Small Returning Pill, they are all belonging to me, Shaolin, what do they have to do with you?"

"Jie Jie, your Shaolin Temple slaughters our disciples at will, how come it is just like a light word and has nothing to do with us?"

At this time, a ghostly figure fell from the sky.

Ding Chunqiu looked over, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked strangely: "Something's wrong, why is he here?"

"Who is he?" Murong Fu looked over curiously. He could only tell from his movements that this man came from the Demon Sect.

""Magic Hidden" lives up to its expectations! "

Just as Ding Chunqiu finished speaking, another woman, three men and four others fell down at the same time.

Except for the woman who was covered with a veil, the other three people showed their true colors openly and openly.

"It's broken. I'm afraid Shaolin Temple is in catastrophe." Ding Chunqiu's face was solemn, and there was a hint of panic in his tone. Without waiting, Murong Fu asked and opened his mouth: "These four people are exactly the four people currently facing the Demon Sect. Great master."

""Yin Queen" Zhu Yuyan, "Evil King" Shi Zhixuan, "Demon Commander" Zhao Deyan, and "Tianjun" Xi Ying. "

As soon as these words came out, Murong Fu was also shocked. These people were all important figures in the Demon Sect.

They appeared here together, their purpose is self-evident, and they worriedly said:

"Do they want to take advantage of the civil strife in Song Dynasty to eliminate the martial arts forces first?"

Ding Chunqiu sneered: "After seeing the Shaolin sect killing people everywhere this time, it is very likely that the Demon sect has mastered the trick. Their purpose is self-evident."

"If my guess is correct, there should be a fight outside now." Murong Fu guessed.

Along with his words, the bells in the Shaolin Temple rang continuously.

The originally silent night sky suddenly became brightly lit, and noisy sounds began to sound.

"It's not good, the Demon Gate has invaded and killed us at the door."

"The leader has an order to go to war quickly."

"Conquer demons and demons, go, go!"

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"Everyone, since you all want to get the treasure, why don't we work together?"

"Queen of Yin" Zhu Yuyan glanced at her seductively, graceful and full of intoxicating charm.

He glanced at the heads and spoke.

The softness of this woman's voice is pleasing to the heart, and makes people feel uneasy.

Kong Jian spoke the voice of Buddha and said: "Amitabha, the Demon Sect is attacking Shaolin. Leaders, are there still civil strife at this time?"