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, sitting on the right hand is Tong Xin.Tong Xin is the youngest, but where is his seniority?

The rest of the seats are divided according to the prestige and prestige of the sect leaders and other sect masters.

Master Benzhai and Duan Junheng sat at other tables.

Of course, no one dared to criticize Tong Xin's seniority. For example, among the seven direct descendants of the Quanzhen Sect that belonged to the Wudang Sect, Zhou Xuanpu, the fourth-generation master of the Longmen Sect who respected Qiu Chuji, the seventh son of Quanzhen, as the ancestor.

Seeing Tong Xin eating happily, Zhou Xuanpu seemed to be intentional or unintentional and said: "Master Juewu of Shaolin has been trapped in the Bodhidharma Cave for 28 years. Yes. Can Master Tong teach a thing or two to our younger generations?"

"This is Zhou Xuanpu, the head of the Longmen Sect." Tiandao Zhenren introduced.

Tong Xin raised his head, with soy milk smeared on his mouth, "Master has been trapped in the Bodhidharma Cave for 28 years, if he really realizes some truth, there is one thing."

"Oh?" Daoist Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard, "Poverty Daoist is also interested in listening, I wonder if Junior Brother Tong can enlighten me?"

Zhang Sanfeng's "junior brother" invisibly increased Tong Xin's weight.

Daoist Tiandao also nodded, willing to hear the details.

Tong Xin stuck out his tongue and licked the circle of bean juice on his mouth, "Qimen formation is not as good as binding it with a rope." After speaking, he continued to take a mouthful of steamed buns.

Everyone stared blankly at Tong Xin eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk, thinking there was more to come, but he patted his belly and said, "I'm full."

A bunch of people are embarrassed, "..."

Master Tiandao blinked and said to Tong Xin, "Did you finish talking just now? No more words?"

Tong Xin nodded affirmatively, "It's over."

Daoist Tiandao's jaw almost fell on the table, "Don't you think that what you just said is just the title..." And this title is really unconventional, "There should be a follow-up."

Tong Xin babbled, "If you don't think it's satisfying, then let me add more details and tell you."

Everyone: "..."

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng laughed again, "Sure enough, it is the truth. The world thinks that complexity is difficult to understand, but in fact it is just a wrong way. Turning complexity into simplicity and returning to the basics can lead to the same goal."

Now that Zhang Sanfeng said that, no one else dared to make rash comments, and they all made sense.

Why does Tong Xin think it's so nonsense?

Seeing that a plan was resolved, Zhou Xuanpu was unwilling, and said again: "It is often said that martial arts in the world come from Shaolin." He glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, "Even Wudang Kungfu comes from Shaolin. Therefore, Pindao has long been involved in Shaolin martial arts. I don't know Master Tong." Can you teach me two tricks?"

Not to mention an expert like Zhang Sanfeng, even Xiaodaotong could tell that Tong Xin's shortness of breath was definitely not a person who practiced martial arts.

Zhou Xuanpu was simply embarrassing Tong Xin.

Of course Tong Xin also understood, put his hands on his chin, looked at Zhou Xuanpu, "Quanzhen Sect and our Shaolin just lost in a quarrel, so don't you need to hold grudges to this day. Although Quanzhen Sect is not as good as before, but now Quanzhen Sect No one knows about the Wudang sect under you. Or are you unconvinced about revitalizing Quanzhen, and it is the Wudang sect that revitalizes Taoism, not your direct line?"

Being exposed by Tong Xin in public, Zhou Xuanpu suddenly felt irrelevant.

Tong Xin stood up, "If you are full, let's exercise."

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Zhou Xuanpu indifferently, and still finished his breakfast slowly before getting up.

People in the Wulin saw that there was something lively to watch, and they all flocked here.

Both Master Benzhai and Xu Zizhou were worried, Master Benzhai suggested: "Uncle Shi, why don't you let me fight on your behalf."

Tong Xin waved his hand, "He didn't dare to hurt me under the eyes of everyone."

Master Guanqing also came over, "Uncle Master, let's play the piano, and the sound of the piano like a dog scratching the door will annoy him to death."

"..."

Only Duan Junheng remained calm.

The venue for the competition was chosen under the Chongtai in front of the Dragon and Tiger Hall.

Tong Xin calmly faced Zhou Xuanpu, who had already stood under the stage, and walked down the steps slowly and powerfully, as if stepping on a footprint.

This kind of unruffled and calm demeanor in the face of danger can't help but make people respect him.

Suddenly, Tong Xin's feet tilted, and he staggered all the way down to the Chongtai, as if he was about to smash the stone railing.

"..."

Fortunately, Master Benzhai and Duan Junheng happened to be below.

Master Benzhai gently helped Tong Xin, and said with emotion: "Master's drunken fist has become more and more perfect."

"Huh?" Tong Xin was at a loss.

Duan Junheng: "..."

Onlookers who don't know the truth: "..."

Master Benzhai continued: "Master Uncle can get drunk basically without drinking. He has gone from drunkenness to drunkenness. Benzhai admires him very much."

Tong Xinjiong, "..."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Onlookers who don't know the truth: "..."

Tong Xin adjusted his clothes, cleared his throat and said to Zhou Xuanpu: "But you said you want to learn my skills, so don't refuse."

Zhou Xuanpu didn't take Tong Xin seriously at all, and he didn't intend to be lenient, he intended to use this battle to establish his prestige, so that all martial arts people can see who is the orthodox of Quanzhen Sect.

"That's natural." Zhou Xuanpu cupped his hands in a salute, "Thank you uncle for your enlightenment."

"The martial arts heroes here are witnesses, this is what he said." Tong Xin said.

After the bedding work was completed, Tong Xin pulled out the double hairpins of the purple gold crown on his head and handed it to Bao Shen's belly, saying, "Bring me my round hat."

Bao Shen and Yi Du brought a round helmet that looked like a modern racing driver's helmet, but Tong Xin's hat seemed to be made of iron.

Is Tong Xin going to use Shaolin Iron Head Kung Fu?Everyone guessed.

As soon as the abalone and wing belly were put on by Tong Xin, Tong Xin accepted the gravity of the earth and knocked his head on the ground, cracks appeared on the blue brick floor.

Tong Xin: "..."

Everyone: "..."

I don't even understand why Tong Xin made such a big gift.

It was Duan Junheng who reacted faster, and picked up Tong Xin calmly, "Uncle Master, this is to test the hardness of the ground here." He quickly helped Tong Xin take off the iron helmet.

I don't know if I don't take it, the hat is so heavy, no wonder Tong Xin wants to kowtow.

His head felt relaxed immediately, Tong Xin touched his head and still felt insecure, and said again: "Bring me my pointed hat."

After a while, Bao Shen took a conical hat and put it on Tong Xin.

Everyone began to speculate again. Could it be that Tong Xin switched to Shaolin's...pointed-toe kungfu?

Seeing Tong Xin changing hats again and again, Zhou Xuanpu hesitated a bit.

Duan Junheng really wanted to tell him that it was really meaningless.

Tong Xin was satisfied with the hat, it was tall and pointed but not heavy, he was very proud when he heard Zhang Sanfeng say: "Junior Brother Tong, there is a lot of thunder and lightning, be careful!"

Tong Xin: "..."

After everyone saw Tong Xin struggling, they finally heard him call for a weapon.

Tong Xin lifted the hem of his clothes in front of him, put one hand on his hips, and held the other up in the sky, "Bring my Qingguang eye-gouging knife."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Abalone wing belly: "..."

Finally, Duan Junheng took the scissors and handed them to Tong Xin.

It was a pair of scissors that made people completely unable to see the mystery.

Tong Xin held the scissors, "Tong Xin, Scissorhands, is here."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Master Benzhai: "..."

Abalone wing belly: "..."

Hearing about Scissor Hands, everyone started to mutter again. They know about the left and right cross-piercing hands in Shaolin 72 stunts, they know about the double-circle hands, they know about the big throwing stele hands, and they also know about the paramita hands. Great compassion for Chiba The hand knows even more, but what is this...scissorhands...?

Zhou Xuanpu was also puzzled, and was about to pull away when he heard Tong Xin say to him, "Take off your shoes and socks."

Feeling baffled for a moment, Zhou Xuanpu asked, "Why are you taking off your shoes and socks?"

Tong Xin took it for granted: "Aren't you going to learn my skills? How can I give you a pedicure if you don't take off your shoes and socks?"

"Huh?" Everyone said in unison, "A pedicure?!"

No wonder it is called Qingguang eye-gouging knife, corns-gouging! !

Tong Xin clicked the scissors and walked towards Zhou Xuanpu, "You said in front of the bears that you would learn my skills, and you will never refuse."

Zhou Xuanpu: "..."

"You can't remember the oath of the past, but now you have to betray me and go away."

"..."

45. Participate in the Martial Arts Conference (Eleventh) Third Watch

Zhou Xuanpu is the head of a faction, and the martial arts hero is the witness, so he can't break his promise.

So after Tong Xin finished pruning, Zhou Xuanpu was basically carried away. Nine of his ten toes were bandaged to match the Indian Ah San's headscarf.

Tong Xin said with a little emotion: "Sure enough, it's been a long time since I haven't practiced my skills."

Everyone: "..."

"If it's normal, at least none of the ten toes are good."

Everyone sweated profusely: "..." Sure enough, they were unfamiliar.

Tong Xin held up the scissors and looked around, "Who else wants to learn my skills?"

Immediately, except for Zhang Sanfeng who was still smiling and looking at him on the Chongtai, the other crowd of onlookers all dispersed like birds and beasts.

After a farce, it finally got down to business, and the martial arts tournament officially started.

Above the main hall is the statue of Zhenwu Shenjun, under the statue is Zhang Sanfeng sitting in the center, and the various sects sit on both sides.

The heads of each faction sat down, and their disciples stood behind them, and the huge hall was suddenly overwhelmed with people.

Although there are many people, it is surprisingly quiet, only the sound of the Taoist serving tea.

Tong Xin sat in the first place, opposite to Tiandao Zhenren.Master Benzhai, Duan Junheng, and Xu Zizhou, Lu Man, and Fang Suqing stood behind him, so that Tong Xin also looked like a master.

Tong Xin picked up the teacup and took a sip. Feeling something unfinished, he suddenly realized something, and asked Zhang Sanfeng, "Is there any consequence for not ordering food?"

Everyone: "..."

Zhang Sanfeng stroked his long beard with a smile, and said to the Taoist boy beside him, "Go get a plate of pumpkin seeds."

Tong Xinxiang Zhang