The days when I was fishing in Zongwu

At the same time as the voice came out, a figure floated like a kite from the position of the thousand-year-old temple.

It obviously looks very slow, but it looks like a Youmei, but its speed is extremely fast.

It took almost a breathless time to cross over a hundred feet and land under the back mountain several feet high.

But it was a skinny old man wearing a green robe and holding a broom in his hand. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary and elderly sweeping monk in an ordinary temple.

As the floor-sweeping monk appeared above the back mountain, the figure that was moving at high speed suddenly froze in the air, and then slowly fell from the air.

The speed is extremely slow, as if the person is not in mid-air at this time, but falls slowly in a pool of water.

However, the moment the sweeping monk's feet touched the ground, no matter whether it was Pang Ban, Si Hanfei, Ba Shiba, Murong Longcheng in the distance, or the black-clothed masked man holding Xuanci, they all felt their body. Out of thin air, a wave of air swept over.

However, just as a wave of energy appeared, a wave of strange energy also appeared out of thin air, offsetting the wave of energy that was thrown in front of Pang Ban and others.

Aware of this scene, the sweeping monk's cloudy eyes couldn't help showing a dignified look.

Then put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, since the benefactor has appeared, why should he continue to hide?"

When speaking, the sweeping monk's voice was extremely low, as if he was muttering to himself.

But when the sound came out, it seemed that there was an invisible loudspeaker next to the sweeping monk's mouth, so that everyone in the room could clearly hear the sweeping monk's words.

And when the sound echoed on the top of the mountain, from the southwest direction, a figure suddenly soared into the air and then came step by step until it landed in front of Pang Ban and others.

Seeing Meng Chixing, Pang Ban and the others, who were fighting fiercely with those masters of the Heavenly Human Realm in Shaolin, quickly retreated and dodged behind Meng Chixing one after another.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Human Realm masters in Northern Shaolin wanted to pursue and avenge the monks who were killed before.

But when he looked at Meng Chixing, who was facing the sweeping monk far away, imposing and as calm as a high mountain, Meng Chixing hesitated for a moment and moved behind the sweeping monk one after another.

After Meng Chixing appeared, the floor-sweeping monk clasped his hands together and said, "I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect Meng Benefactor to practice the Demon Gate's "Tao Heart Planting Demon Dafa". Limited by his strength, I am afraid that he can already step into the realm of the gods."

Facing what the sweeping monk said, Meng Chixing said slowly: "It's been a hundred years, but the master still has the same demeanor. Thinking about it now, although the master has not condensed the martial arts golden elixir with the combination of energy and spirit, but the three flowers have been condensed. It's good." !"

Meng Chixing's voice was low, but thick, and filled with a strong self-confidence.

Even when facing the sweeping monk, his tone of voice still gave people the feeling of being praised by the elders.

However, listening to the conversation between the two, it was obvious that they had known each other before, and the sweeping monk did not have any dissatisfaction with Meng Chixing's tone of voice and the arrogance revealed in his posture.

After glancing at Pang Ban and the others behind Meng Chixing, the floor-sweeping monk said slowly: "At first, the poor monk thought that this incident was just promoted by Gusu Murong's family, but he never thought that Gusu Murong's family was just a pawn. The real leader is the Great Yuan Kingdom."

"Gathering all my martial arts colleagues from the Great Song Kingdom here, it seems that the Great Yuan Kingdom is planning to attack the Great Song Kingdom."

Meng Chixing smiled and said: "That's right, it's a pity that I found out a little later."

Hearing this, the floor-sweeping monk shook his head and said, "I, Shaolin, have never been involved in secular affairs for thousands of years. If the Great Yuan Kingdom wants to take over the Great Song Kingdom, they can go to the palace to seek that one. Why focus on my Shaolin?" On this group of monks?"

Meng Chixing said in a low voice: "Ling Donglai, someone has already helped me solve it for the Yuan Kingdom."

As soon as this remark came out, the sweeping monk's complexion suddenly changed.

Even Chu Qinghe, the jellyfish Yin Ji and Lian Xing showed a touch of surprise on their faces.

On the contrary, Qu Feiyan and the other three women looked puzzled.

Seeing this, Qu Feiyan asked: "My lord, who is Ling Donglai?"

Jellyfish Yin Ji responded: "I heard from my master that there was a peerless genius in the Song Dynasty who learned swords at the age of ten, learned Yi at the age of 15, and became a master at the age of 30. After that, he entered the realm of heaven and man at the age of no doubts and entered the sky. the way of man."

"It's just that this makes Donglai Shenlong see the head but not the tail. There has been no news of him in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, but I didn't expect it to be in the palace of the Song Dynasty."

At the end, Yin Ji, the jellyfish, shook her head and said, "It's no wonder that the royal family of Song Dynasty dared to enjoy themselves to their heart's content. It turns out that Ling Donglai, a master of perfection in the realm of heaven and man, sits in the palace."

At this moment, Chu Qinghe rubbed his chin and said, "In comparison, I'm curious as to who killed Ling Donglai."

Lian Xing on the side frowned and said: "According to what Master said, this makes Donglai a hundred years ago. His strength has entered the realm of heaven and man. He is extremely powerful. There are very few people in the world who can be enemies with him. Listen to what Meng Chixing said. Ling Donglai was not killed by him, and the sweeping monk didn't know, who had the motivation and strength to attack Ling Donglai?"

It was also when Chu Qinghe and the others were suspicious, the floor sweeping monk in the field calmed down and said, "Does the benefactor know who did it?"

Facing the question from the sweeping monk, Meng Chixing shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I will find out later."

As he said that, Meng Chixing said slowly: "In the palace of the Great Song Kingdom, there are only two wastes left in the Heavenly Human Realm, who are not even qualified to die in the hands of me. When you get rid of Bei Shaolin Afterwards, if we go to the imperial palace, our Great Yuan Kingdom will be able to take the Great Song Kingdom into our pocket without bloodshed."

Hearing Meng Chixing's remarks, the sweeping monk's expression became a little more dignified.

After pondering for a while, the sweeping monk said: "Since the Great Song Dynasty is gone, I, Shaolin, are willing to hand over half of it to the Great Yuan Kingdom to express my feelings. I wonder what Meng Shi's idea is?"

Listening to the sweeping monk's words, the expression of several heavenly and human-level monks behind the sweeping monk changed slightly, but returned to normal after a short while.

However, facing what the sweeping monk said, Meng Chixing had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly raised one hand.

After appreciating for a few breaths, Meng Chixing said: "Half? I want all of them."

As he said that, Meng Chixing put his eyes on the sweeping monk opposite and said in a low tone: "After this Northern Shaolin is destroyed by me, the money and wealth in your Northern Shaolin will naturally belong to the Great Yuan Kingdom. I am also curious, you In the thousands of years in Northern Shaolin, how much wealth has been accumulated."

The sweeping monk said in a low voice: "If Senior Meng thinks it's not enough, my Shaolin would like to close the mountain for a hundred years. Within a hundred years, none of my Shaolin disciples can leave Shaolin's hundred-mile range. Is this feasible?"

Listening to what the sweeping monk said, Wang Yuyan, who was beside Chu Qinghe, couldn't help saying in amazement: "This Northern Shaolin, as the top power in the Great Song Dynasty, actually wants to stay out of it when encountering such a thing?"

The truth of "family, country and world" is well known to the world.

As far as the Ming Dynasty is concerned.

Although there were endless internal strife, and the imperial court was not as closely related to the Jianghu as the Great Yuan Kingdom, once it involved a battle between countries, even the Yuanyue Gate, once known as the Demon Gate, would contribute.

The same is true for Yihua Palace and Shenshui Palace.

This is also one of the reasons why the imperial court gave up [-]% of the tax to Jianghu.

But now listening to the sweeping monk's words, it seems that he only wants to be wise and protect himself. Such behavior is somewhat contemptible.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Zhao Min, who was sitting beside him, said slowly, "This sister is right! It's true that this kind of power sucks blood and eats meat in a country, but wants to stay out of it at critical times. It’s disgusting, looking at the world, this is the case in the Northern Shaolin of the Great Song Dynasty, and the same is true of the Cihang Jingzhai in the Great Tang Kingdom, they just think about how to preserve their own power and don’t care about the safety of the country.”

When speaking, Zhao Min's tone was full of disdain.

And when the voice came out, the old monks in the Heavenly Realm behind the sweeping monk in the distance all looked towards Zhao Min with dissatisfaction.

After pausing for a while, he turned his attention to Chu Qinghe again.

However, when Xuanfa's eyes were on Chu Qinghe, his complexion changed slightly.

Afterwards, the true essence was transmitted to the sweeping monk through sound transmission.

"Master, that man over there is someone who came to ask questions a few days ago."

Hearing the sound transmission of Xuanfa's true energy, the sweeping monk frowned slightly, then raised his eyes to look at Chuqinghe.

Sensing the gaze of the sweeping monk, Meng Chixing also turned his head slightly.

Facing the eyes of the two, Chu Qinghe just waved the folding fan lightly in his hand, with a calm demeanor.

On the other hand, when Pang Ban focused on Chu Qinghe, he narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling his surroundings for the first time.

After confirming that the side of the Chuqing River was downwind, he felt relieved.

After a few breaths, the sweeping monk and Meng Chixing looked back one after another.

Afterwards, Meng Chixing put his eyes on the sweeping monk, and said in a slightly disdainful voice: "Did you hear that? The people of my Great Yuan Kingdom have never been interested in raising some white-eyed wolves who might bite back at any time. Your existence in Northern Shaolin is very important to you." As far as my Great Yuan Kingdom is concerned, there is no benefit at all, and if it is destroyed, it will be done once and for all."

Putting Meng Chixing's words into his ears, and after taking a light breath, the sweeping monk said in a deep voice: "Is there really no room for negotiation?"

Hearing this, Meng Chixing said: "If you guys can abolish your cultivation and disband this Shaolin, I can consider not doing it myself."

In this regard, the sweeping monk sighed softly, and slowly threw the broom in his hand aside and stuck it on the ground, then said: "In this case, the poor monk can only learn from the benefactor."

"boom!"

As the sound fell, the true energy in the sweeping monk's body instantly surged, and a terrifying power burst out.

Almost instantly, the monks in the heavenly realm behind the sweeping monk were all shocked back dozens of steps by the terrifying aura coming from the sweeping monk at this time.

On the other hand, Meng Chixing was almost the same as the sweeping monk. While the true energy was circulating, his clothes kept flying, and the vented true energy caused a wave to blow away the surrounding dust.

Sensing Meng Chixing's movements, Pang Ban, Nasi Hanfei, and Ba Shiba all stepped back dozens of steps to open the distance between Meng Chixing and Meng Chixing.

He glanced at the monks in Shaolin, and then at Pang Ban and the others. Murong Longcheng in the distance flashed to the man in the black mask while his thoughts were flowing, and then they distanced themselves.

And following Murong Longcheng to run away, Ding Chunqiu who had been pretending to be poisoned before.

Noticing Ding Chunqiu's actions, Qu Feiyan said in astonishment, "That guy was pretending to be poisoned?"

However, the battle is imminent at this moment, not to mention the other girls, even Qu Feiyan glanced at the pink Ding Chunqiu in astonishment and then looked away.

In this way, while everyone was moving back and forth, the positions of Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk were vacated.

At this moment, Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk's bodies were filled with turbulent true energy.

Although the fluctuations of the true energy in the two people's bodies were extremely strong, but they did not overflow at all, and they were all in a state of being ready to go.

But the aura inside the two of them is getting stronger and stronger.

There was even an indescribable coercion emanating from the bodies of the two of them, which inexplicably began to have a dignified aura in the back mountain.

Cooperating with the low and thick dark clouds in the sky at this time, Qu Feiyan and his daughters actually felt a heavy heart at this time.

However, at this moment, Meng Chi acted.

The steps were taken casually and naturally, what seemed like a leisurely stroll, actually appeared in front of the sweeping monk across a distance of nearly twenty feet in an instant like a teleportation.

As the black sleeves slipped off, Meng Chixing's wide and white palms were exposed.

What attracted people's attention was that as Meng Chixing raised his palm to strike, it was obvious that this palm moved slowly like a snail climbing, but where his right hand passed, dense ripples began to emerge in the air.

It's as if what this palm passes through is not space, but layers of dense water waves.

The power of heaven and earth began to be drawn and quickly fell from the air and gathered in Meng Chixing's hands, making the big hands that should have been composed of flesh and blood now as crystal clear as if they were really made of crystal, even that The crazily gathered purple-black true essence in the palm can be seen by people.

What's even more weird is that when this palm was slapped, it was obvious that the surrounding area had already been startled, but the energy had just appeared, and it was absorbed by Meng Chixing's hand immediately, so that there was no emission during the process. sound.

But anyone looking at Meng Chixing's palm can detect the terrifying aura contained in this palm.

Facing Meng Chixing's palm, the sweeping monk's expression also reacted.

The index finger and middle finger of the seemingly haggard fingers are close together, surrounded by the real essence, and there is a special energy around the two fingers.

When the two fingers were pointed out, half of the power of heaven and earth from around Nameng Chixing was instantly drawn to fall around the two fingers of the sweeping monk.

Wherever the fingers pass, the surrounding space seems to be somewhat refracted because of the terrifying power gathered around these two fingers.

Just like when staring at the sky above the flames in winter, it makes people feel that the space is a bit distorted.

At this time, the floor-sweeping monk pointed out with two fingers, which also made people feel this way.

And when the two fingers pierced through the air, it was different from Meng Chixing's attack, which was silent and silent. Instead, there were strange noises, like the melodious ringing of bells, and the murmur of Buddha's voice.

In the next second, with the touch of fingers and palms, after a momentary stagnation, ripples and ripples visible to the naked eye instantly appeared centered on the two of them.

A deafening sound blatantly spread out from the two of them, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Countless vigor and the aftermath of the condensed true essence spread like ocean waves, centering on the two of them.

Under these aftermaths, with Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk as the center, within a range of ten feet, the surrounding rocks on the ground instantly turned into dust.

Not only did the ground where the two of them were standing sank nearly three inches, but the bodies of the poisoned warriors and disciples of Northern Shaolin who fell to the ground near the two of them were all shaken, and then mixed with the surrounding powder, they were blown away.

Originally, Pang Ban, who was already nearly five feet away from Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk, and the few monks in the Heavenly Human Realm in Shaolin felt something was wrong, and immediately circulated their true energy to block in front of them.

When it landed, not only was there no vitality, but even the body became limp, like mud.

It is astonishing that the bones in his body were already shattered when he touched the aftermath just now.

On the other hand, Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk both used the second move in an instant after the first move.

And the movement and power of each move are no worse than the first move when fighting.

True energy, spiritual energy, special strength, and the power of heaven and earth are all gathered in the constant confrontation and pulling between the two.

The rocks pierced through the air, the strength tore apart, and the roaring sound echoed continuously on the back mountain.

Even Chu Qinghe and the others who were more than [-] feet apart could clearly feel the vibrations that came out from time to time.

Along the way, there were some unlucky people who lost their vitality completely as a ray of energy emanating from the battle between the two directly passed through their bodies.

Meng Chixing himself was the previous lord of the Magician's Palace. Pang Ban is now taught by Meng Chixing.

The moves are domineering and strange, each move carries a surge of spiritual energy and the power of heaven and earth, if it is not suitable, you will be confused by this spiritual ability and fall into an illusion.

As for the sweeping monk, in just a few tens of breaths, he has changed more than a dozen kinds of martial arts one after another, and all the seemingly random moves are Shaolin's unique skills.

When facing Meng Chixing, every move was extremely ingenious, not to mention, even the strength was almost to the extreme.

Moreover, the speed between the two of them was so fast that it even made people feel like they didn't think about it.

Almost immediately after one move, another move will be used.

It was as if both of them were able to predict what kind of moves the other party would launch, and even where to attack from.

However, Chu Qinghe watched with relish, while Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao at the side could only hear the sound.

You can only see the large pits around you that have been continuously created during the battle between Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk, and you can roughly judge where the two of them were when they fought before.

Even Yin Ji, the jellyfish, already had a level where her eyesight couldn't keep up with the movements of the two of them.

Although both Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk are still at the perfect level of cultivation, in Chu Qinghe's view, if they are evaluated according to the simulated objects of the actual combat simulator, the strength of Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk is no less than that of ordinary gods. Realm warriors.

At this moment, after Chu Qinghe looked away from Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk, he suddenly focused on the three daughters of Qu Feiyan.

With the slight twitching of the corner of his mouth, the true energy in Chu Qinghe's body surged instantly.

In the next second, Qu Feiyan, who was still staring at the battlefield, Xiao Zhao and Lin Shiyin both felt a thrust coming from behind.

(End of this chapter)