The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 444 The competition in front of the mountain gate
Qingde looked at the monk: "Have all the halls informed you?"

The monk said: "Abbott, someone has gone to report it."

Qingde nodded and looked at Zhao Tong: "Junior brother, will you follow me to the mountain gate for a visit?"

Zhao Tong let out a long yawn: "Look, look, look, look at how arrogant and domineering this bullshit Young Master Yang is, how dare he come to Songshan Temple to kick around."

After saying that, the two got up and walked out of the hall towards the mountain gate.

At this moment, the outside of Songshan Temple was very lively. There were many heroes on the inside and outside on the three floors. At a rough glance, there were hundreds of them.

There were six people standing in the front, five men and one woman. The man was the leader. He was well-dressed, with a straight waist, and was very handsome.

There is a young girl beside him, with a white skirt, a beautiful appearance and a quiet temperament.

Four more people followed behind, all carrying weapons, showing that they were accompanying him personally.

I saw the leading man with his arms behind his back and a high-spirited look. He looked at the gate of Songshan Temple and said with a smile: "I have long wanted to come and see Songshan's unique skills. I wonder if the reputation is false. 72's unique skills are as powerful as the rumors say."

The girl next to him said: "Cousin, don't underestimate this Songshan Temple. Songshan Temple has been passed down since ancient times. It is by no means just superficial, but a place with real skills and real methods."

The man said: "I don't underestimate it, but the reputation of Songshan Temple has not been good in recent years. It has been blindly expanding its territory through business, accumulating yellow and white things, and has long neglected the Dharma. It is impossible to say that even its martial arts has fallen behind."

The girl thought for a moment: "What my cousin said makes sense. In recent years, Songshan Temple has indeed not produced any outstanding figures. Perhaps it has really slacked off in its martial arts."

The man smiled and said: "Cousin, as long as I defeat Songshan Temple this time, I can take this prestigious name to go to Dali to visit your aunt Wang Defei, become a relative with the emperor of the Duan family, and then go to Xixia to contact the Zizaimen and the Yuan family. , pay a visit to the Xixia royal family."

Hearing this, the girl whispered: "Cousin, is he still thinking about the restoration of the country?"

The man shook his head and said: "I stopped reading it a long time ago. It's not that I'm ignorant of current affairs. It's just that there are bandits everywhere in the world today, and the Jin Kingdom in the north is rising strongly. I think the Liao Kingdom will die sooner or later. I can't think of a country as big as Northern Liao." How can the Jin Kingdom occupy the entire territory with its sparse population?"

"Cousin, has he forgotten the Song Dynasty?" the girl asked.

"The Song Dynasty was weak, and Xixia alone could not solve it after more than a hundred years. Even though the Liao Kingdom was already on the verge of collapse, it still demanded high-year coins. If Jin went to destroy the Liao Dynasty, no matter whether the Song Dynasty rushed to help or took advantage of the situation, I'm afraid You won’t get much advantage.” The man laughed.

"What does my cousin mean..." The girl said softly, with a graceful and elegant temperament.

"Lobby Dali and Xixia and lend me troops. When the war to destroy the Liao Dynasty begins, find a way to get a share of the pie. As long as we can occupy a piece of land, then there is hope for the restoration of the country."

The girl was stunned for a moment: "My cousin is really good at strategizing. It's just that Xixia is okay, but Dali... even if he borrows troops, how can he go to the northern Liao land?"

The man heard the words and said proudly: "I have carefully studied the mountains and rivers. From Dali, you can go to the Longyou area on the Tibetan border, and then visit Xixia. This is another reason why I want to take a trip to Xixia."

The girl smiled and was speechless. Naturally, she didn't understand these war and state affairs. But if my cousin said it would work, then it would definitely work. My cousin is so talented, civilized, and military, so it would be fine if he didn't have a chance. , if the opportunity arises, then the recovery of the Sui Dynasty may really be possible.

At this time, Zhao Tong and Qing De came to the mountain gate, and saw that many monks had come to protect the place. Damo Hall, Luohan Hall, Discipline Hall and other halls in the temple had already arrived at the entrance. They saw the two They all came forward to chant Buddha's name and greet them.

Now that Jintai's identity has been made public, the monks in the temple know that there is a patriarch of the Qing generation, and this patriarch is the direct descendant of Master Hongyun, and they can't help but feel awe in their hearts.

As for the disciples who were sincerely concerned about this ancestor in the secular world, although they had just been ordained, they were socializing and drinking tea with the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple in the capital. They were all secretly stunned, with smiles on their faces and greetings.

Zhao Tong enjoyed this feeling very much. Although he was used to being surrounded by a group of monks, shouting uncle and master, this had never happened before.

This generation is really too big, even some old monks with big white beards, old monks, and no teeth left when they smile, all respectfully call him uncle, and he is so happy that he can't open his mouth from ear to ear.

The following Zhenxin was also proud of Yourong at this moment, and kept introducing the name of the monk to pay homage, which seemed to be accompanying Zhao Tao.

At this time, when we came to the mountain gate, the old monk Qinghai, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, said: "Brother Abbot, Junior Brother Qingxin, the person in front is Mr. Yang Yang Yuan."

When Zhao Tong heard this, he squinted his eyes and saw a handsome young man. Next to him stood a young lady, as quiet and elegant as a hibiscus.

The leader of the Luohan Hall, Qingkong, also came over and said, "That woman is the cousin of Mr. Yang, the daughter of the Wang family, a famous martial arts family in Hangzhou. She often travels around the world with him and is called Wang Xinghua."

Qing Ku, the master of the Discipline Hall, said on the side: "The four people behind are the followers of Master Yang. They are known as the Four Heroes of Tao, Sheng, Yun, and Mie. It is said that they are the descendants of the personal bodyguards of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty. They have guarded the Yang family for generations."

Zhao Tong nodded and smiled, then pointed at the girl: "This young lady looks good, but what means does she dare to enter the world?"

The leader of the Luohan Hall sang the Buddha's name in the air and said: "Junior brother, this woman from the Wang family is good at using hidden weapons. She is nicknamed Thousand Finger Snow Lotus. It is said that she has received the true inheritance of the Tang family, a secret sect in the middle of Shu, since she was a child."

Zhao Tong said: "What's the point of the Wang family's daughter not learning the Wang family's martial arts, but learning other hidden weapons?"

The Master of the Discipline Hall said bitterly: "This is what my junior brother doesn't know. This woman is born with a pair of wonderful hands, ten times more flexible than ordinary people. She is a genius at learning concealed weapons. When she was a child, her family took her to play in the middle of Sichuan, and she was picked up by the secret-word Tangmen. When people saw her, they thought her talent was astonishing, and they had to work hard to get her to stay with the Wang family. From then on, she became a student of the Tang Sect. After completing her studies, no one in the younger generation of the Tang Sect could rival her."

Hall Master Luohan Qingkong added from the side: "Because she can fire hundreds of hidden weapons at the same time and has slender and graceful fingers, she is nicknamed Thousand Finger Snow Lotus."

Are your hands ten times more flexible than ordinary people?The fingers are slender and graceful?Zhao Tong's face moved slightly when he heard this, and he took a closer look at the girl in the distance, but he didn't see her hands exposed, but hidden in her gauze sleeves.

The girl seemed to notice Zhao Tan's gaze, frowned slightly, then pushed her gauze sleeves back and whispered: "Cousin, this monk from Songshan Temple is a little weird."

Yang Yuan did not see the scene just now. He only thought that the girl was sighing when she saw so many monks. He shook his head and said: "I'm afraid these monks only think about how to accumulate gold and silver, and have long forgotten their boxing and kicking skills."

The girl whispered: "Cousin, that's not what I meant..."

The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. Yang Yuan didn't pay attention. He just looked at the monks at the mountain gate to identify which one was the abbot and which one was the head of Bodhidharma Academy.

Zhao Tong looked away at this time and said with some scorn: "What kind of hidden weapon? Don't we have a golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt in Songshan? I'm afraid that a little girl like her can't use a hidden weapon!"

Hall Master Luohan said, "Junior brother... that iron cloth shirt with a golden bell cover is good at blocking the opponent's punches and kicks, but it is really powerless against hidden weapons."

Zhao Tong wondered: "Is it difficult for the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt to block hidden weapons? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I still have the indestructible body of Vajra. Brother Qingkong, you are the master of Vajra Hall, you must have practiced this unique skill."

Qingkong suddenly broke into sweat: "Junior brother, I, I haven't mastered it yet. No one has mastered this skill for many years..."

Zhao Tong touched his chin, "Does that mean our Songshan Temple doesn't have any special means of breaking hidden weapons?"

Qinghai, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, coughed and said: "Junior brother, it's not that there are none, it's just that no one has mastered those skills at the moment."

Zhao Tong thought to himself, isn't it the same as what you said? It seems that the Songshan Temple today is not as good as it used to be. It's understandable that no one can practice the King Kong is not broken. After all, that thing is the same as the seventh path of the sky. It exists in theory, but in practice it is basically impossible to achieve a truly indestructible effect. However, no one knows the indestructibility of King Kong, and no one has learned the skills of other concealment-breaking weapons, but it is somewhat unjustifiable.

He said: "Nowadays, how many of the 72 unique arts are practiced by people?"

Qinghai, the leader of Bodhidharma Monastery, said: "This... there are about half of them, right?" As he said that, he looked at Abbot Qingde.

Qingde sighed: "Junior brother, there are only about thirty kinds of people practicing. Junior brother, you don't know that in recent years, there have been very few talented monks in the temple. Most of them are as ignorant as bulls, or they are all thinking about how to expand the temple. , but my martial arts have been delayed."

Zhao Tong thought for a moment: "Brother Abbot, this is not good. Although it is Mr. Yang who is challenging, there are several people on the other side, and it seems that their martial arts are extraordinary. If they all jump out, they can only bear it. But everything else is fine, except that the girl’s hidden weapon is really difficult to break.”

Qingde frowned when he heard this and looked at the monks around him: "Junior Brother Qingxin's words are reasonable. If the woman who learned the secret weapon of the Tang family comes out, how should we deal with it?"

All the monks were silent and even Qinghai, the leader of Bodhidharma Academy, also turned his head.Zhao Tong couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene: "It seems that even if you can take over Mr. Yang's star movement, you may not be able to take over that young lady's thousand-fingered lotus."

Qingde said: "Junior brother, do you have any good way to solve this dilemma?"

Zhao Tong said: "What can I do? I don't even know the martial arts of Songshan Temple. How can I come up with a solution?"

Qingde shook his head: "Junior brother is too modest. Master Qingzheng told me before that if I encounter a problem that cannot be solved today, I can ask my junior brother to help me come up with an idea."

Zhao Tong immediately waved his hand after hearing this: "Master Qingzheng, you are an old fool. What idea can I make? Although I have shaved my head and put on a cassock, I don't know any martial arts skills from Songshan Temple. Even if I fought against Master Yang and others , Let’s not talk about winning or losing, if we can’t use Songshan Temple’s fists and kicks, the opponent will not admit it.”

Qingde heard the same truth, but Qingzheng had indeed told him this before. He couldn't help but hesitate and said: "What does junior brother mean..."

Zhao Tong said: "Let's fight first and then talk about it. There may not be any monk disciples who have hidden skills. I can't say for a while which one can be a blockbuster."

Qingde had no choice but to nod: "Then just follow what junior brother said."

At this time, a person walked out from the opposite side, but it was one of Tao Shengyun Mie's four followers. He came to the mountain gate and said: "Masters of Songshan Temple, my young master has been here for a long time. Is it possible that you are not ready to send the troops?" Who will accept the challenge?"

Qingde closed his eyes slightly when he heard the words. He was the abbot and abbot, and he didn't bother to talk to the other party's entourage. But if he didn't say anything, the matter fell on the head of Bodhidharma Academy.

Qinghai, the leader of Bodhidharma Monastery, is the oldest among these monks. He also has to hold his body straight and does not look at people, but says: "Rumo!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged monk stepped forward from behind him: "Master!"

Qinghai waved slightly outside, and Ruchi immediately said: "Yes, master."

After finishing speaking, Monk Ruchi rushed out of the mountain gate in a few steps and said loudly: "Donor Yang, let this poor monk come and meet you for a while!"

Yang Yuan was watching this in a daze, and couldn't help but sneer on his face: "Monk is no match for me, you'd better go back and ask your master to come over."

Ru Chi was furious when he heard this. He practiced the two Songshan martial arts of Lion Roar and Vajra Fist, and even the method of Angry Eye Vajra. He had a bad temper and got angry easily. He immediately roared: "The donor is too arrogant. , Aren’t you afraid that Buddha will blame you!”

His voice had already roared like a lion, and his voice immediately shook the surroundings. The minds of those who were watching were buzzing, and they secretly thought that he was really good at martial arts.

But Yang Yuan stood in the circle and looked at Ru Chi coldly, not affected by the lion's roar at all. Even Wang Xinghua next to him seemed not to be aware of the roar.

Ruchi became even more angry when he saw this. He stood in the middle of the ground and kicked and punched him. Then he got into a horse stance and stared at Yang Yuan.

Zhao Tong wondered at the mountain gate: "What is this nephew Ruchi doing?"

Qinghai said: "This is a Vajra fist fight. He has to move away from it before taking action."

Zhao Tong touched his chin and thought to himself, maybe it's because he has never fought with outsiders and only performed in the temple. What kind of boxing fights are there at this moment?

He heard another loud roar like a strong bull, and then rushed towards Yang Yuan like a strong bull, driving the "whooshing" sound of the wind, and his arms turning like wheels.

"Bang, Kutong..."

After just one encounter, Ruchi flew back and fell directly under the steps of the mountain gate, "Ouch, ouch", holding her stomach and shouting non-stop.

"The stars move!"

"Is this the star-moving martial arts? It's really amazing!"

"Look at the monk from Songshan Temple who is also a master. He didn't even make a single move under Young Master Yang. Young Master Yang is so powerful!"

"Xingchen Shift is indeed one of the best martial arts in the world, I admire you!"

The people watching were all amazed. Many of them stood on Yang Yuan's side and were quite relished in his defeat of the monks from Songshan Temple.

But Zhao Tong saw clearly just now that Yang Yuan didn't use any star movement at all. When Ru Chi rushed over like a mad cow, he quickly raised his leg and kicked Ru Chi back.

However, his movement was very fast, at least faster than Ru Chi's movement, otherwise he would not have succeeded in one move. However, many of the heroes onlookers had ordinary martial arts skills and did not see the process clearly. They just saw the monk defeated in the blink of an eye, and they couldn't help but think that It was the star shift that worked.

At this time, Ruchi had been carried back by other monks. Qinghai glanced at him and closed his eyes slightly. Ruchi was the most skilled disciple of his Bodhidharma Academy. Now that he had failed in one move, he could not help but lose his temper. Moreover, if Ruchi was defeated, the other disciples of Bodhidharma Academy would be inferior to him and there would be no need to fight again. It would be embarrassing to fight again.

Abbot Qingde frowned and said, "Why did you lose so quickly?"

The leader of Luohan Hall said, "I looked at it carefully. It's not a matter of star movement. It's just that the opponent's martial arts skills are too high and his speed is too fast. That's why Junior Nephew Ruchi was defeated in one move."

Qingde said: "Send a famous and capable disciple from Luohan Hall to try."

Qingkong nodded, turned around and said, "Rushi!"

A monk with a broad build immediately came up from behind. Although he was not as tall as Chi Chi, his body was thick with bones and flesh, and he looked like a big stone standing there.

"Go and meet Donor Yang!" Qingkong said.

"Yes!" Ru Shi responded and rushed out of the mountain gate. He didn't put up any fist fights, nor did he say hello to the opponent. He just rolled towards Yang Yuan like a huge boulder.

"Boom, bang..."

This stone went away in a hurry and came back just as quickly. The same moment they met, Yang Yuan was knocked back.

At this moment, a burst of warm applause erupted from all around, and heroes from all walks of life were talking about it. All of them praised Yang Yuan. Yang Yuan stood there with his arms crossed and said with a smile: "Isn't this what Songshan Temple is capable of?"

All the monks in Songshan Temple inside the mountain gate looked ugly. Qingkong had a cold face and asked someone to carry Rushi back, and then they became silent like Qinghai.

Zhao Tong narrowed his eyes. This was the same as before. Yang Yuan just looked at the right time and quickly punched out, hitting Ru Shi's body, and knocked Ru Shi back. It was also useless to move the stars.

Qingde touched his gray beard at this time, and his tone became unhappy: "How do you practice martial arts on a daily basis? You can't even catch the opponent's moves, and you dare to be called the chief disciple of each hall?"

Qingku, the leader of the Discipline Hall, took a step forward and said, "Brother Abbot, let me send a disciple over to try."

Qingde looked at him and said: "Junior Brother Qingku, our Songshan Temple has always been strong in the martial arts of Bodhidharma, Arhat, and Discipline. If this disciple you sent is not hostile to the opponent, he will have no choice but to end up with the hall masters. ”

Qingku said: "Junior brother knows that if he sends a disciple to try again, he will always have to let the other party use the star-moving martial arts. Otherwise, he will not even be able to touch the other party's true ability. It would be too embarrassing."

After hearing this, Qingde thought for a few seconds, nodded, and Qingku said to the back: "True enlightenment!"

As he finished speaking, a young monk came out from the group of monks behind him. He looked like he was in his twenties. He was not strong, but rather frail. His appearance was also ordinary. He couldn't be said to be handsome or ugly, but he was easily thrown into the crowd. The kind that is difficult to recognize, he said: "Master."

Qingku said: "Go and try the opponent's martial arts. Be careful. Don't come back defeated after just one move."

Zhenwu said yes and walked out of the mountain gate.

(End of this chapter)