On this day, Hu Long swaggered through the city without hiding his whereabouts. He passed by the foot of Songshan Mountain in a grand manner. His temperament and charm were as if he raised a finger to point at someone on the mountain and shouted: "Come here!"
Those Shaolin eminent monks who claimed to be the leader of the upright sect and the leader of the White Way did not disappoint Hu Long. The seven major Shaolin monks, Heart Lake, Heart Eyebrows, Heart Moon, Heart Lamp, Heart Tree, Heart Candle, and Heart Mirror, all came out, and there were also martial arts masters. The most respected Bai Xiaosheng accompanied him, and behind him were more than a hundred Shaolin disciples armed with long eight-edged iron sticks, blocking Hu Long's path.
Hu Yuan's expression remained calm, and he smiled and said to the other side: "Blessings are immeasurable, Masters, you are polite!"
Abbot Xinhu of Shaolin clasped his palms together: "Namo Amitabha, the poor monks and others have seen Taoist Master Taipu!"
Hu Yuan looked at the Shaolin monks behind Xinhu and said with a smile: "Master mobilized a large number of people to see the poor Taoist like this. I wonder what he can teach you?"
Xinhu solemnly said: "Why did the Taoist priest ask questions knowingly? The poor monk and others stopped the Taoist priest presumptuously, just to ask for two things - first, I don't know how the poor monk disciple Qin Zhong offended the Taoist priest and was treated like this by the Taoist priest. A dangerous way to destroy your sanity? Secondly, I heard that the Taoist Priest possesses the 'Full Moon Scimitar' that carries the evil power of the demon sect. I don't know how to deal with this thing?"
"This couldn't be easier!"
Hu Long waved his big hand first, then raised his hand and pointed it forward, with the other hand behind his back, and said with a smile,
"This is the same thing. The poor Taoist is here, and the sword is here. As long as the noble sect has the ability to stay, the people and the sword are at your disposal, but I don't know which master is willing to come down and teach me?"
Such a simple and crude response left Xinhu, who had prepared a lot of words, stunned on the spot and speechless for a moment.
"Taoist Hu Long, you are so arrogant!"
At the end of Shaolin's Seventh Leader, Xinjian suddenly changed his color and shouted angrily,
"Even if you fight all over the world, you must know that Shaolin has a thousand-year reputation and cannot be violated lightly! Since you are so confident, how dare you break into my Shaolin Sect's 'Arhat Formation'?"
After saying that, they came out first. The other five leaders exchanged glances with each other and then walked out. Then eleven more Shaolin disciples with calm demeanor and vigorous steps came forward carrying long sticks, plus the abbot Xin in front. Lake, a total of eighteen people formed a mysterious formation.
Hu Yuan first looked at the lake, and saw that he was a veritable old monk at this moment. His eyes were slightly closed, and he had already accepted the fact that he would avoid a single fight and fight in a group. He suddenly smiled with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "If you talk about using force to suppress others, , Using the crowd to bully the few, Pindao also has some tricks up his sleeve - you three naughty little guys, come out quickly!"
"Hehe, I told you that I can't hide it from Master, but you two don't believe me!"
Following the sound, which was as clear as a silver bell and as melodious as an oriole, three young people walked out of a forest more than a hundred steps away from the roadside. Among them, a girl in red with picturesque features spoke as she walked. He was complaining a lot about the two handsome young men around him.
The two teenagers felt helpless: "The one who said he wanted to give Master a surprise is obviously a girl. Is it your idea?"
The three of them walked quickly and lightly, and in an instant they were on the road. They bowed side by side in front of Hu Yuan and saluted: "Disciple A Fei (Zhu Shou, Sun Xiaohong) pays homage to the master!"
Hu Long smiled, waved his hand, and asked, "Is the matter in the north over?"
Zhu Houzhao replied with a smile: "The good teacher learned that there are still some things in the north that have not been taken care of. But the disciples heard that there are many people who want to make things difficult for the master now, so they thought that if they fight alone, the master will not be afraid of anyone." , but to guard against some unruly and shameless guys who would deceive the master to stand shoulder to shoulder alone, so he took a leave of absence from His Highness the Crown Prince and gathered a group of brothers to support the master."
Hearing this kid pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey, all the Shaolin monks looked a little ugly.
It's just that Shaolin also has a lot of connections in the government. They all know that Hu Yuan, a disciple named "Zhu Shou", is highly regarded by the current prince Zhu Houzhao. He not only received the important position of commander of the Jinyi Guards, but was also knighted after the great victory in the north. The Duke, with the title of mighty general, is really a popular figure, and it is not convenient for him to have an attack at the moment.
After Zhu Houzhao explained his purpose, he raised his voice and shouted: "Young men, please come out and show your font size!"
"I will obey your orders!"
Following his greeting, a uniform voice of response came from far behind the forest.
Not long after, I saw rows of strong-looking men wearing blue robes walking out of the forest, walking quickly to the road, and forming a neat square array of 20 people on each side behind Hu Yuan.
A middle-aged man with a rectangular wooden box on his back took a step forward, cupped his fists and bowed to Zhu Houzhao: "The 'Four Spirit Generals' of the Jin Yiwei are leading their four hundred strong men, waiting for the Lord's orders."
Seeing this formation, Xinhu could no longer maintain his calm demeanor as an eminent monk. He opened his slightly closed eyes, clasped his hands towards Zhu Houzhao and said, "How can Duke Zhenguo use a public weapon for personal use? Do you owe the favor of the imperial court and the prince?" Your Highness’s trust?”
Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "How dare I use public weapons for private use? At most, it is for public and private purposes."
After saying that, he suddenly straightened his face, took out an official document from his sleeve, unfolded it and read aloud: "According to the order of the Prince's Palace, it is now discovered that there is a demon cult demon named Bai Xiaosheng, who has powerful officials internally and barbarian chieftains externally, harboring evil intentions. , the plot is subversive, the guards in brocade uniforms will immediately arrest and question, anyone who shields and protects will be punished as treason!"
"I humbly obey my orders!"
The green dragon in front of Zhu Houzhao flew upside down and flew over the heads of Xinhu and other monks who were stunned by the news. He slapped the bottom of the wooden box behind him with his backhand, and immediately a strange-shaped steel knife flew out from the top of the wooden box. . He grabbed the knife in the air and chopped it down on the head of Bai Xiaosheng, who was standing among the Shaolin monks behind him.
As the top master of Jinyiwei, Qinglong's cultivation has firmly entered the realm of innateness. Before the sword arrives, the bone-chilling sword energy has enveloped a square foot of space, forcing all the Shaolin monks around Bai Xiaosheng to attack. Let's go.
At the same time as Qinglong took action, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu also used their body skills to shoot out from the formation.
However, they did not fly through the air, but rushed straight towards the eighteen Shaolin monks who were setting up the "Arhat Formation".
This move is extremely bold and arrogant. You must know that the seven leaders are all innate martial arts masters, and the eleven Shaolin disciples also have first-class strength. They can stop or even kill them just by raising their hands. The three of them were warriors at the peak of their acquired abilities.
But Xinhu seemed to have turned into a wood carving and clay sculpture, just standing there motionless. Naturally, the other monks did not dare to act rashly when they saw this. They allowed the three people to whizz past them and flashed a pair of judge pens. Bai Xiaosheng, who resisted the power of the Qinglong sword, was trapped in it.
The reason why he reacted like this was that Zhu Houzhao's words of "forming powerful officials internally and cooperating with barbarian chiefs externally" were too shocking, compared to the words "demonic demons".
"Mr. Zhen Guo, this matter is not trivial. There must be real evidence."
Zhu Houzhao saw that although Xinhu did not dare to stop him, he still raised questions, so he took out a stack of paper from his sleeve and said with a sneer: "I have here the testimony of Princess Nanhai, the princess of the Demon Cult, Arsu, the Prince of Tatar, and many others. Detailed descriptions Bai Xiaosheng's true identity is the Demonic Wisdom King Delbu. He colludes with the eunuch Jia Jingzhong and the little Tatar prince, preparing to cooperate inside and outside to overthrow the Ming Dynasty. It is said that Bai Xiaosheng and the abbot Xinhu are sworn friends, but he does not know what the relationship between Bai Xiaosheng and the abbot Xinhu is. How much does he know about doing these things?"
When I suddenly heard these heart-wrenching words, even though I had a profound mind-lake meditation skill, my expression changed drastically involuntarily.
