The moment the voice came out, the top of Shaoshi Mountain seemed to vibrate out of thin air for a moment.
The next second, from in front of the Grand Palace in front, a figure appeared out of thin air and stood in front of the Grand Palace.
The old monk is thin and has some age spots on his face, but there is a sense of peace between his eyebrows, looking like a Buddhist monk.
When the old monk appeared, three other figures also followed.
Judging from the fluctuations in his cultivation, it seems that he is two strong men in the middle stage of the Grand Master Realm and one in the early stage of the Grand Master Realm.
And when the three old monks appeared, waves of waves reverberated from the body of the old monk with a yellow face on the far left, and pressure as heavy as water filled the top of Shaoshi Mountain in an instant.
As a result, the subordinates of the Qinglong Society and the disciples of Southern Shaolin who had started angrily on the top of the mountain were somewhat stagnant.
It was also at the moment when these two people appeared that the people of the Qinglong Society on the top of the mountain seemed to have received some signal. They quickly retreated and stood around.
Those Southern Shaolin disciples moved quickly and retreated behind these people.
They even include a group of elders in Shaolin and the current acting head of Southern Shaolin, Kong Neng Master.
It was also after the distance between the two parties was widened and several obscure fluctuations emerged that the same four figures flew out and landed in the field.
Each one is dressed in black and has the same painted face mask.
But judging from the fluctuations in the cultivation of these people, it is clear that they are also a master in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm and three strong masters in the Grand Master Realm.
Moreover, compared to the three people from Southern Shaolin, the three powerful masters from Qinglonghui have all reached the middle stage of the grand master realm.
On the roof, looking at the two people who appeared in front of the Main Hall in the distance, Xiao Zhao thought for a while, then touched Qu Feiyan beside him and said: "Feiyan, do you know those people?"
Listening to Xiao Zhao's inquiry, Qu Feiyan shook his head and said, "I don't know. Southern Shaolin has always been well hidden, and I don't know much about it."
Hearing this, Jellyfish Yin Ji next to her said: "Southern Shaolin originated from Northern Shaolin in the Great Song Dynasty. The seniority of the disciples in it changes every hundred years. It is said that up to now, from high to low, they are Du, Kong, Liao, Yuan, Hui, The hierarchy of Shaolin disciples was Ling, Xuan, Hui, Xu, Ruo, Ku, and Ming."
"According to the image and cultivation of the current monks, the three people behind should be the three people of the Southern Shaolin "Du" generation who are known as Du, Du, and Du."
"The leader, who is in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, should be Monk Xuanjian who belongs to the "Xuan" generation."
After learning the identities of these people, Xiao Zhao, Qu Feiyan and the other girls looked astonished.
Xiao Zhao asked: "Since he is from the "Xuan" generation, isn't he already over a hundred years old?"
Jellyfish Yinji nodded and said: "To be precise, someone with the "Xuan" generation should be over one hundred and fifty years old."
After learning that the other party was so old, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but look surprised.
However, although Chu Qinghe and others were still more than ten feet away from the main hall.
But for a strong person in the Heavenly Realm, when the true energy circulates, there is not much difference between the sound of more than ten feet and the sound in the ear.
Therefore, when the voice came out, the monk Xuanjian who was originally standing in front of the Main Hall slowly raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
When his eyes fell on the Chu Qinghe people on the roof, Monk Xuanjian clasped his hands together.
"Since the donors are here, why are they so far away?"
The sound came out and reached the ears of Chu Qinghe and others almost instantly.
When they heard the sound, Qu Feiyan and others on the roof froze.
Even Jellyfish Yinji had a dignified look flashing through her beautiful eyes.
Qu Feiyan turned his head and said, "Sir, are you telling us what the old monk said?"
Chu Qinghe glanced at Qu Feiyan and said slowly: "The sound is clear even from such a distance. If he wasn't talking to us, who else could it be? Let's go!"
After saying that, Chu Qinghe's true energy flow turned down and he jumped up and floated into the distance.
However, during this slight movement of his body, Chu Qinghe did not fall directly in front of the monk Xuanjian and others, but on the courtyard wall that was about six feet away from them.
Noticing where Chu Qinghe was standing at this time, Jellyfish Yinji and Qu Feiyan also landed on the wall of the courtyard.
The first time he fell, Chu Qinghe glanced into the distance.
From the visible line of sight, the position where Ren Tianxing was hiding still didn't look strange at all.
"You really just want to monitor!"
Here, looking at where Chu Qinghe and the others were standing at this time, Monk Xuanjian clasped his hands together and said slowly: "But I didn't expect that when we meet again in a hundred years, the dragon head of the Qinglong Society would be so cautious?"
As soon as these words came out, both the disciples of Southern Shaolin and the members of the Qinglong Society all turned their heads and looked at Chu Qinghe on the courtyard wall.
Especially the members of the Blue Dragon Society, whose eyes under the masks showed a bit of astonishment.
Even the warriors in the middle stage of the Tianren Realm and several warriors in the middle stage of the Grand Master Realm standing opposite Xuanjian and the others couldn't help but turn around.
Hearing this, Chu Qinghe was startled at first, but after scanning the surrounding members of the Qinglong Society, he touched his face, and then responded: "Master misunderstood, the juniors just happened to pass by and saw it. When these people went up the mountain, they followed them out of curiosity and watched from a distance, they are not from the Blue Dragon Society."
"no?"
Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, a flash of surprise flashed in Monk Xuanjian's eyes.
But the next second, Monk Xuanjian lowered his head slightly and said: "It seems that the poor monk has made a mistake. I hope you don't blame me."
Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "Master, you're welcome, please continue."
After saying that, Chu Qinghe gently flapped the folding fan in his hand, as if he was ready to continue to be a melon-eating crowd.
Seeing this, Monk Xuanjian did not take the initiative to ask Chu Qinghe to leave early. Instead, his eyes glanced at the jellyfish Yinji next to Chu Qinghe, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.
After focusing on the members of the Qinglong Society opposite, Monk Xuanjian said: "A hundred years ago, the Qinglong Society was jointly encircled and suppressed by the major sects of the Ming Dynasty. However, after several years of hard work, the Qinglong Society general altar has not been found. , the poor monk knew that sooner or later, the Qinglong Society would make a comeback."
Faced with what Monk Xuanjian said, the man in black who stood quietly in the Qinglong Club said coldly: "Since I have known this day for a long time, why bother to say more? Just tell me how you want to die."
When the voice came out, the timbre obviously had a sense of age.
Coupled with the man's equally gray hair, it is enough to show that the man himself is not young.
Hearing this, Monk Xuanjian shook his head and said: "A hundred years ago when the Qinglong Society was at its peak, it was difficult to resist the general trend of the world. Let alone a hundred years later, why should the donor care about the grudges of a hundred years ago? It is better to let it go, or to truly understand. "
The man in black said in a cold voice: "After all this time, you bald donkeys are still as full of benevolence and righteousness as before. The general trend of the world is that you, Southern Shaolin, did not just sit back and watch me Qinglonghui grow bigger, and took the initiative to come to the court for discussion. Regarding the encirclement and suppression, can your opinion and Southern Shaolin's wishes represent the general trend of the world?"
Monk Xuanjian sighed and said: "If the benefactor Bai Yujing was still in the Qinglong Society, the Qinglong Society would be righteous. However, after the benefactor Bai Yujing disappeared, your Qinglong Society would be controlled by Fang Longxiang, the benefactor. In the hands of Fang Longxiang's benefactor, the Qinglong Society would go against the grain." , and even want to unify the martial arts world and compete in the world, this is the way to death, and we, Southern Shaolin, are just following the trend of the world."
The man in black sneered: "Interesting, for the sake of the world? Going against the grain? Do you think that you, Southern Shaolin, blamed all the things that happened in Southern Shaolin, including the destruction of those eighteen first-class forces and the sneak attack on Yuan Yue Gate and Shenshui Palace, on our Qinglong Club?" , is this really what I, Qinglong, would do?"
"Oh, the dignified Buddhist disciples actually massacred tens of thousands of people from eighteen first-rate forces, and now they have the nerve to say such things. You have actually recited the Buddhist precepts to a dog's belly."
After these words came out, not to mention the surrounding members of the Blue Dragon Society, even some of the disciples in the Southern Shaolin couldn't help but change their expressions, and all their eyes fell on the monk Xuanjian in front of them.
Qu Feiyan and the other girls even let out an "ooh" in their hearts, and their true energy circulated to isolate themselves from Chu Qinghe and others, and then they said: "Sister Situ, is the person who attacked your Shenshui Palace really the Southern Shaolin? "
Facing what Qu Feiyan said, Jellyfish Yinji said slowly: "I don't know, according to what my master said, the person who fought with her at that time had great martial arts, but also had a bit of sinisterness, unlike It’s the martial arts of the Dragon Head Club of the Qinglong Club.”
Although he did not admit it, he did not deny this possibility.
Based on Chu Qinghe's previous analysis, when several people looked at the monk Xuanjian in the distance, their eyes could not help but show a bit of contempt.
Xiao Zhao, who was standing next to him, looked at Chu Qinghe's normal expression and couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you not surprised at all?"
Chu Qinghe said lightly: "It's okay."
If you have seen many things, you will naturally become accustomed to them.
This is often the case in the world.
Behind the glamor, there are often shocking things hidden.
If Southern Shaolin was able to stand tall in the world for hundreds of years, as it appeared, it would be as compassionate and unconcerned as it appeared. Why would it bother to participate in things like the siege of Guangmingding?
Where does the golden body of the Buddha statue in this main hall come from?
There may be truly enlightened monks in the world, but most of them are in the world of mortals guiding people to do good deeds and benefiting people, rather than staying locked up in this hundred-foot-high mountain.
To put it bluntly, this Southern Shaolin is just a Jianghu force after all.
It's just that compared to other Jianghu forces, it has one more banner.
In the field, feeling the sight of the Southern Shaolin disciples behind him, Monk Xuanjian standing in front shook his head and said: "There is no need to blame others. Our Southern Shaolin has been established for hundreds of years, and its reputation has long existed in the world. How can we be a donor?" Can you spill dirty water with just a few words?"
Hearing this, the man in black sneered and said, "Yes, it doesn't matter whether the water is dirty or not. Anyway, after today, there will be no more Southern Shaolin in the world."
"boom!"
"Blue Dragon Club~"
However, at this moment, a roaring sound quickly came from the back mountain of Southern Shaolin.
Immediately afterwards, as the true energy surged, an angry low roar sounded from the back mountain at the same time.
Hearing the noise coming from the back mountain, Monk Xuanjian's expression, which had been as usual before, suddenly changed, and he quickly turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from.
At this time, the man in black from the Qinglong Hui sneered: "Ha! You don't think that I am the only one who sets foot in Southern Shaolin today, do you?"
After hearing these words, the composure on Monk Xuanjian's face completely disappeared. After frowning, the true energy in his body instantly mobilized.
"Want to leave?"
However, before Monk Xuanjian could make any move, a cold snort appeared. In everyone's sight, as the man in black raised his hand lightly, a sword shadow that was nearly ten feet in size and as black as ink instantly appeared. It condensed and appeared in front of Monk Xuanjian instantly.
Sensing something was wrong, Monk Xuanjian clasped his hands together.
In an instant, the surging true energy flew out of the body of the monk Xuanjian and gathered into a golden bell, covering it.
"Boom!"
When the sword shadow fell on the golden bell, a strong bell sound was emitted.
The next moment, a strong wave of waves suddenly spread around the monk Xuanjian.
It was like a hurricane passing by, directly blowing the robes of the three monks behind Monk Xuanjian, namely, the three people who were crossing the disaster, crossing the tribulation, and crossing the disaster.
Among the Southern Shaolin disciples behind the three of them, some who had not yet entered the Xiantian realm vomited out a mouthful of blood under the aftermath, and their expressions quickly became depressed.
Even though the people on Chu Qinghe's side were nearly six feet apart, they could still feel a bit of the biting cold wind blowing by.
Aware of the situation of the Southern Shaolin and other disciples behind them, the three of them, Duhe, Dujie, and Duanyan, all used their true energy to push all the Southern Shaolin disciples behind them to the door of the Great Hall two feet away.
Seeing Monk Xuanjian blocking his move, the man in black slowly raised one foot.
However, when this foot landed on the ground, it appeared in front of the sweeping monk instantly as if it had crossed space.
At the same time, the old right hand slowly raised up and struck Monk Xuanjian seemingly casually.
When the hand blade broke through the air, countless energy spread from around the hand blade, and the strong pressure caused the air in the air to burst into ripples one after another.
But what's weird is that there are obviously these strange phenomena appearing in the sky, but there is no sound at all.
Moreover, the man in black moved very slowly at this time, so slowly that even Lin Shiyin could clearly see the movement of the man in black's hand falling.
Facing the move of the man in black, Monk Xuanjian frowned slightly. After condensing his true energy, he pointed an ordinary finger at the man in black's hand blade.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
As soon as Monk Xuanjian's finger touched the blade of the man in black, several deafening sounds suddenly appeared around the two of them.
But the seemingly ordinary moves of the two people actually caused ripples and ripples in the air around them.
Under the aftermath, all the hard stones on the ground turned into powder silently.
And with Monk Xuanjian and the man in black as the center, the ground within a three-foot radius sank nearly three feet out of thin air.
A deep pit instantly appeared in this open space.
Looking at the two people in the field who were sinking a few points, Qu Feiyan said with horror on his face: "Is this the strength of a strong person in the Heavenly Realm?"
Not only were Qu Feiyan and the girls surprised, but Chu Qinghe also had a look of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Monk Xuanjian and the man in black who were fighting in the field.
Hearing what Qu Feiyan said, Jellyfish Yinji said: "After a warrior enters the realm of heaven and man, he can open the bridge between the human body and heaven and earth, and use his true energy to mobilize some of the power of heaven and earth to add to the attack."
"With the blessing of this power of heaven and earth, even an ordinary blow can contain extremely powerful power. It can be said that it has entered another level."
Hearing this, Qu Feiyan looked at Jellyfish Yinji and said, "Sister Situ, your current strength has entered the late stage of the Grand Master Realm. With your strength, how do you compare with the two of them?"
Jellyfish Yin Ji said: "With the current perfect level of Xiaoyu Sword Intent, warriors in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm may be able to fight, but facing the warriors in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, I am afraid they are still a few points behind."
The two realms of innate realm and heaven-human realm are themselves a huge watershed.
For other warriors, even between the perfection of the Grand Master Realm and the early stage of the Heavenly Human Realm, there is a gap that is difficult to cross.
With the current situation of Jellyfish Yinji, it is already extremely rare to be able to cross this gap compared with the warriors in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm.
After all, not everyone can be as evil as Chu Qinghe. The accumulation of background has made Chu Qinghe's strength far beyond his own cultivation.
While the man in black and the monk Xuanjian kept fighting in the field, the three people from Southern Shaolin, Duhe, Dujie, and Dunan were already fighting together with the three Grand Master level warriors from the Qinglong Society.
But when these three people were fighting, they all made a tacit understanding to stay away from the position of the monk Xuanjian and the man in black.
In an instant, when these two warriors in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm and six warriors in the Grand Master Realm started fighting, the true energy, true energy, strength and sword energy burst out, and the ground where they were was like soft sand. It left behind shocking traces.
"Qing, Long, Hui~"
It was also when the eight people in the field were fighting each other that a somewhat panicked roar suddenly came from the back mountain of Shaoshi Mountain.
Immediately afterwards, an old monk with a sallow complexion quickly swept out from the back mountain and moved to the front of the main hall.
The old monk's complexion was sallow and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. When he moved away, the aura of cultivation on his body clearly belonged to the early stage of the Heavenly Realm.
But at this time, the old monk's aura was turbulent, as if he had been seriously injured.
When he saw the old monk, Monk Xuanjian's expression changed. He roared and punched the man in black in the face.
Then, without thinking too much, Monk Xuanjian roared, turned his palm into a fist, and struck at the man in black in front of him.
When his fist blasted out, as his true energy mixed with energy surged wildly, cyclones quickly condensed around him, creating a howling wind.
When the fist dyed golden was blasted out, there was a "crackling" sound around the fist.
Astonishingly, the surrounding air could not withstand the explosive force contained in this fist.
Facing Monk Xuanjian's punch, a look of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and his body swayed back three feet as lightly as a feather.
But when he moved his body back, a hint of joking flashed across the eyes of the man in black.
At the same time, when everyone's eyes were focused on the field, no one noticed that Chu Qinghe on the courtyard wall raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Oh, this opportunity comes at just the right time."
With a chuckle in his heart, Chu Qinghe's folding fan in his right hand suddenly slowed down, and the zhenqi in his body quickly started to circulate according to another route.
After a while, as Chu Qinghe's folding fan flickered slowly, a stream of light wind suddenly blew into the field under the influence of a special force.
(End of chapter)
