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Xuanci said to the monks in this temple with a loud voice: "This is from the abbot of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain. Everyone has seen it." He pointed to a monk about seventy years old, short, bright and energetic eyes, and was extremely majestic when he looked around.

There are many rumors in the martial arts world that the two arhats, "subduing dragons" and "subduing tigers", but today they met for the first time. Most of the Shaolin monks were surprised when they heard the people from the sacred mountain visiting Shaolin Temple in person. However, the monks of Shaolin Temple were extremely observing the precepts, and there was no sound in the hall for a while. The other six monks who visited praised in their hearts: Shaolin Temple can control the world, and these rules and regulations are of great contribution.

Xuan Ci introduced the other six monks in turn, and he said: "This is Master Guanxin, Master Guanxin, Master Daxiangguo Temple in Kaifeng Prefecture, Master Daqing, Master Juexian, Master Donglin Temple in Lushan, Master Rongzhi, Master Jingying Temple in Chang'an, Master Shenyin, Master Wutai Mountain Qingliang Temple, and Junior Brother of Shenshangshanren."

The six monks were all famous monks in the martial arts world, and they all returned the greetings and greeted each other.

Xuanci finally said: "This young man is Li Zhichang, the leader of the Ming Cult, and is also the life-saving benefactor of the junior brother Xuanbei." The Ming Cult and the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace are probably the two most famous forces in the world recently. There have been many conflicts between the two factions these days, and the two factions have emerged one after another. Recently, they fought to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, which made the monks of Shaolin Temple very nervous. In addition, the four evil people from the First Pintang of Xixia have also been wandering back near Shaoshi Mountain. The atmosphere at the foot of the mountain is solemn, and there is almost an outbreak.

No one expected that the leader of the Ming Cult, Li Zhichang, who commanded such a great power, would be so young. It seems that Li Zhichang is no less than "Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong" in the martial arts world. No wonder Shaolin Temple actually let him sit alone on the left head.

Li Zhichang whispered: "The sects under my command just had some personal grudges with Lingjiu Palace, but they weren't really in trouble with the noble sect. As for why they gathered at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, the reason was hard to describe." It turned out that the people in Lingjiu Palace were still at a disadvantage in the Ming Cult before, but later, more and more people gathered in the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions, and gradually the Ming Cult was at a disadvantage. If it weren't for Wang Yuyan's command, their group of mobs would have been killed and lost.

The two sides had been stalemate at the foot of the mountain for three days and three nights. They almost broke out from the real fire. Fortunately, the people from the First Pintang of Xixia appeared and restrained the Lingjiu Palace.

After Li Zhichang arrived, he asked about the situation and listened to them. After hearing the situation, he let them go. This fierce battle with Lingjiu Palace, the people of the Ming Cult are not dead in order to relieve the depression in the past few years. Besides, they have their own concerns. There are many injured people on both sides, and only a few people died. In fact, the Ming Cult no longer has such great resentment until now, and now the rest are all fighting for the will. The girls of Lingjiu Palace are trying to welcome Tongjiu first, and as long as the people of the Ming Cult do not provoke, they will not act rashly.

The man on the sacred mountain bowed to Li Zhichang and smiled and said, "It turns out that you are the 'Divine Sword' Li Zhichang, why didn't you see you wearing a sword?" His style was indeed as rumored as the rumor, which was exactly the opposite of Abbot Xuanci's gentle and elegant style, one hard and the other soft.

Li Zhichang said: "I know there is no one in this hall who is worthy of setting up a sword, so I am too lazy to bring a sword on my body."

It is widely rumored in the world that Li Zhichang killed Xu Chongxiao, the Supreme Elder of the Beggars' Sect with one sword. Xu Chongxiao is of a very high age. He is the master of the late former leader Wang Jiantong, the "Sword Beard" and the senior brother of the man on the Shenshan abbot of Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain. Therefore, the man on the Shenshan is naturally very dissatisfied with Li Zhichang, and his words are quite provocative.

The man on the sacred mountain looked shocked. In fact, when he clasped his fists just now, he used the martial arts and minds that he had always been proud of. He originally thought that Li Zhi was not old all year round. No matter how skilled his sword skills were, his internal strength would definitely not be deep. How could he bear his Hunyuan energy? At that time, the other party would not be able to withstand it, either crush the chair or had to retreat. Anyway, if he made a fool of himself, he would be a small punishment.

Unexpectedly, his intention to reach the other party, the Hunyuan Master was like entering a bottomless black hole, without any fluctuations, and immediately made the people on the sacred mountain secretly feel awesome. If Li Zhichang had a deep skill and had fought against him and he was subjected to a counterattack, it would be fine, but the energy was at the other party, there was no response. If the people on the sacred mountain were not sober, they would have doubted whether they had lost all their skills.

Only the person involved in their secret fight knew that the people on the sacred mountain had something else to do today, so they laughed and said, "Sure enough, the hero is a young man, and the old monk was as funny as a friend when he was young." With a haha, he sat down again. He heard a creaking sound, and the chair he sat down dispersed in pieces. If he hadn't had his martial arts skills, he quickly reacted and stole his horse and really sat down, and he would have made a big ugly.

The sound of the chairs breaking in the quiet and empty hall was no less than a thunder, attracting everyone to look at the people on the sacred mountain to see what was going on.

Xuan Ci said in surprise: "Senior Brother Shenshan is dissatisfied with my Shaolin Temple."

The man on the sacred mountain said angrily: It was you, Shaolin Temple, who took me a broken chair, but why did you get me dissatisfied with Shaolin again?

The man on the sacred mountain said coldly: "I want to ask if Abbot Xuanci looked down on the small Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain, and he was so slow to treat me."

Xuan Ci was even more shocked and said gently: "These chairs are made of pineapple trees and are strong and durable. If it weren't for the senior brother's heart and spirit, Hunyuan Spiritual Ability had reached its peak, how could it be silently damaged the joints of the chair."

Xuanci pointed to the special shape of the broken opening on the chair part, which was smooth and neat, which was indeed an effect that could only be caused by the Hunyuan Gong of Wutai Mountain.

When the man on the sacred mountain saw this broken mouth, he almost had an illusion. Could it be that he had done his best to break the chair by accident just now? Other monks were also very knowledgeable. Seeing this broken mouth was indeed caused by the effect of the Xinyi Hunyuan Gong of Qingliang Temple.

Even the junior brother of the man from the Shenshan Mountain, Master Shenyin, secretly exclaimed: "From this break, it can be seen that the senior brother's intentions and energy have reached the point of perfection, but why do the senior brother want to use such a clumsy method to punish Shaolin?" He knew that the senior brother could not look down on Shaolin Temple. Even if he wanted to frame Shaolin, he should not use his own martial arts. Using martial arts from other sects can easily crush the chair and make people unable to see it.

The man on the sacred mountain suddenly saw Li Zhichang smile at him inexplicably, and then realized that it was not the other party who absorbed his energy, but quietly transferred it to the chair he was sitting on. He couldn't help but become more and more afraid of Li Zhichang. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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