The martial arts people present all exclaimed.

On Deng Bagong's left shoulder, there is really a golden "Wan" character.

Fei Bin was furious, and grabbed Deng Bagong's only half of his clothes: "My boy, you really took refuge in Shaolin!"

Another eunuch quietly looked at his left shoulder, his voice trembling: "Why do I have it too?"

Deng Bagong took the opportunity to tear off Fei Bin's clothes, and there was also a mark on his left shoulder.

The faces of several people were as ugly as swallowing cockroaches.

Fei Bin pointed at the fungus: "It's you!"

The fungus is completely unaware, just angry, do you still want to say that I carved it for you?

Lian Chengbi happily said: "Master Fei, if Master Mu can carve letters on you, why don't you just chop off your head?"

Several eunuchs touched their necks with lingering fear, what the other party said was not unreasonable.

Fei Bin picked up the big Songyang palm and was about to slap it.

Someone outside Liu's residence shouted to stop.

As soon as he drank, he used the kung fu of a Buddhist lion's roar.

The young nuns and Taoist priests who were less skilled at the scene were all stunned by him.

The head of the Discipline Academy of Shaolin Temple, Master Xuan Cheng came.

This master Xuancheng is less than 40 years old, and is the youngest head priest in the temple. He has a pair of dragon claw hands and a magic wand.

Shaolin disciples are most afraid of this chief who is in charge of punishment.

Fei Bin is no exception.

When he first entered Shaolin with his Taibao juniors, they were punished a lot for eating wine and meat in the temple.

Right now his persona is Songshan disciples, I don't know if he should say hello to the chief seat.

Master Xuan Cheng solved this problem for him.

He called the precept monks to drag the eight Taibao out of the mansion, beat each of them fifty feet, and escorted them back to the temple to wait for their punishment.

In this way, everyone knows that the eight Taibao have entered Shaolin, and everyone knows that the fungus is the real head of Songshan Mountain.

For the first time, the fungus felt that the great monk of Shaolin was reasonable.

Lian Chengbi just disdains.

What Xuan Cheng did was nothing more than telling the world that Shaolin can hollow out the entire Songshan Mountain and execute it publicly.

Xuan Cheng didn't even look at the so-called head of Songshan, and took the first place among the guests when he came in.In his mind, Shaolin is number one in the world.

Mo Shenggu from the Wudang faction came a step late.

Of course he will not drive Xuan Cheng away from the first place, nor does he want to be inferior to Shaolin.

He politely sent an invitation to each of the guests present, and then left with an excuse.

It is the invitation card for the 110th birthday banquet of Wudang Zhenren Zhang.

Only then did everyone think of this Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world.

Not to mention Xuan Cheng, even the abbot of Shaolin Temple should respectfully call Master Zhang a senior.

Xuan Cheng crumpled the invitation.

The fungus also wanted to hide and not accept the invitation.

He didn't know any real people well, and he had to give gifts to the banquet, and he had to spend a lot of gold.

Lian Chengbi picked it up for him.

Lian Chengbi is a fan of Zhang Sanfeng, but he hasn't seen his idol's true face yet.

Fungus had to agree to go with him.

Secretly praying, after the master washes his hands, he will be able to draw a gold basin to subsidize the travel expenses.

At three quarters in the afternoon, Liu Zhengfeng finally came out from the apse to meet the guests.

Behind him are four boys with four golden basins.

Fungus is super happy.The odds of winning have quadrupled.

After Liu Zhengfeng exchanged a few words of greeting, he stretched his hand into one of the pots.

Before it was too late, Xuan Cheng turned his magic wand upside down and smashed Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin to pieces.

However, Liu Zhengfeng smashed one pot and turned another pot as if he had foreseen it long ago.

As long as his hands get wet, even if he retires, he will not be able to settle all the grievances and grievances in the past.

His hand was still half a beat slower than Xuan Cheng's stick.

The second basin and the third basin were all smashed.

The four pots can't keep up.

Suddenly a shock wave hit, hitting Xuan Cheng's crouching wand and Liu Zhengfeng's washbasin.

The basin is falling to the ground.

The water has not been spilled yet.

It was the young head of Songshan who made the move.

Fungus hates others to cut off his money, draw a lottery and manipulate the odds?

The other heads of the four mountains couldn't hold back their faces.

Liu Zhengfeng came from the Hengshan School, no matter how the Wuyue Sword School is considered to be of the same spirit, the same sect was bullied by Shaolin's bald donkey to such a degree that no one dared to stand out, but the Songshan School with a thin population was able to take the lead.

Especially Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan Mountain, is even more unreasonable.

Mo Da took a step forward and snorted: "Does Shaolin think that there is no one in Hengshan?"

Hearing what the head said, the disciples who were already full of resentment pulled out and picked it up one after another, wanting to vent their anger on Uncle Liu.

Mount Hengshan in Beiyue is also considered a Buddhist sect. Master Dingxian persuaded her fellow sect: "The monks are merciful, please brother Xuan Cheng not to create evil karma."

Huashan's hypocrite Yue Buqun followed up: "There must be some misunderstanding."

Yue Buqun already knew what the misunderstanding was.

It's not a misunderstanding either.

Xuan Cheng asked Liu Zhengfeng sharply if he knew Qu Yang.

Liu Zhengfeng admitted frankly.He will not abandon his friends in front of the world just to save his life.

At this moment, those who helped Liu Zhengfeng stand out were silent.

Only the head Mu who had just arrived didn't understand and asked, "Why can't he be friends with Qu Yang?"

The hall was even quieter.

Everyone would never believe that the head of the dignified faction would not know that Qu Yang is an elder of the Sun Moon God Sect, let alone the principle that good and evil are incompatible.

Only Lian Chengbi's chest was full of waves.

He is evil, and the fungus is righteous.Even if he knew his identity, the fungus might not dislike him.

This friend is worth helping.

Lian Chengbi's prowess is not limited to martial arts.

The huge underground intelligence network of his Wugou Villa is the most terrifying.

He opened his mouth and said: "Dare to ask Master, is Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang acquainted for the first time? Is there still hope of returning from the lost way?"

The heads of the other few mountains all nodded at this remark, and everyone has a step down.

Xuan Cheng insisted on killing the Five Sacred Sword Sect's face: "These two have been exchanging tunes three years ago, and they have already been familiar with each other."

Shaolin Temple is also a big crocodile in the intelligence world, but it is a pity that it meets Lian Chengbi who likes to set people up.

Lian Chengbi threw out his trump card: "Since the master shouted to eliminate demons and defend the way, why didn't we eliminate them three years ago, and wait until today?"

Among the other heads, except for Yue Buqun who also likes to cultivate meticulous work, no one can figure this out.

Lian Chengbi explained the whole story: "There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the evil sword manual is hidden in Wanmei Villa. The Sun Moon God Sect led a crowd to raid, and one of them came to carry the piano..."

Sect Leader Mo was dialed in such a small way to connect the whole matter from beginning to end.

Among the Sun Moon God Sect, besides Qu Yang, who else can recite the piano?

Mo Da pointed to Xuan Cheng and said: "It turns out that Shaolin wanted to find out the whereabouts of the sword manual from my junior brother, what a demon guard!"

Xuan Cheng's face was exposed, his hairless head turned red with anger, and with all his strength, he slammed the magic wand on the ground, cracking the floor tiles of the entire hall of the Liu Mansion.

Sect Leader Mo saw that he couldn't beat this posture, and became wilted again.

Liu Zhengfeng didn't blame his senior brother, he had a sword across his neck.

"What Zhengfeng does has absolutely nothing to do with the ups and downs of Mount Heng."

deng!

It was another sound of the piano that was flying like lightning.

What the shock wave hit was not Liu Zhengfeng's sword, but the golden basin on the ground.

The golden basin was brought to Liu Zhengfeng's hand, and the water in the basin wet his hand holding the sword.

People looked back and found the wooden head who used the piano as a weapon.

"He has washed his hands in the golden basin, and the affairs in the world have nothing to do with him."

Master Mu's tone was firm, he was not afraid of Xuan Cheng's angry eyes.

By the way, he told the great monk: "The one who carried the piano in Wanmei Villa that day was the master."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like