At the same time as the voice came out, a figure floated from the thousand-year-old temple like a kite.
It obviously looks very gentle, but like a ghost, the speed is extremely fast.
In almost a breathless time, he crossed a hundred feet and landed several feet high in the back mountain.
But he 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 old sweeping monk in an ordinary temple.
As the sweeping monk appeared above the back mountain, the figure that was originally moving at high speed suddenly stopped in the air, and then slowly fell from the air.
The speed is extremely slow, as if this person is not in mid-air at this time, but falling slowly into a pool of water.
However, when the sweeping monk's feet touched the ground, Pang Ban, Sihanfei, Bashiba, Murong Longcheng in the distance and the masked man in black holding Xuanci all felt their bodies move. A wave of air appeared out of thin air and swept over him.
However, just when a burst of energy appeared, strange bursts of energy also appeared out of thin air, canceling out the wave of energy that was launched in front of Pang Ban and others.
Upon noticing this scene, the sweeping monk couldn't help but look solemn in his cloudy eyes.
Then he clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, since the benefactor has appeared, why do you need to continue to hide?"
When speaking, the sweeper's voice was extremely low, as if he was mumbling to himself.
But when the sound came out, it seemed as if there was an invisible loudspeaker at the Sweeping Monk's mouth, so that everyone present could clearly hear the Sweeping Monk's words.
And when the sound reverberated on the top of the mountain, from the southwest, a figure suddenly rose into the air and walked forward step by step until it landed in front of Pang Ban and the others.
Seeing Meng Chixing, Pang Ban and others who were fighting fiercely with the masters of the Heavenly Realm in Shaolin quickly retreated and ducked behind Meng Chixing one after another.
Seeing this, the few masters of the Heavenly Realm in Northern Shaolin were determined to pursue and avenge the monks who had been killed before.
But when he looked at Meng Chixing, who was facing the sweeping monk in the distance and had an extraordinary momentum, as calm as a mountain, he hesitated for a moment and then moved behind the sweeping monk one after another.
After Meng Chixing appeared, the sweeping monk clasped his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for many years. I never thought that Meng, the donor, had also practiced the Demon Sect's "Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique". I'm afraid he could have switched from martial arts to heaven. If it hadn't been for the support of heaven and earth. With the limitations of my power, I am afraid that I can already step into the realm of God."
Facing what the sweeping monk said, Meng Chixing said slowly: "After a hundred years, the master still has the same style. Thinking about it now, although the master has not condensed the martial arts golden elixir from the three combinations of energy, energy and spirit, the three flowers have been condensed and completed. That's right. !”
Meng Chixing's voice was low, but rich, and filled with a strong sense of confidence.
Even when facing the sweeping monk, his tone of voice still gives people the feeling of being praised by an elder.
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 in his posture.
After glancing at Pang Ban and others behind Meng Chixing, the sweeping monk said slowly: "Originally, the poor monk thought that this incident was just pushed by the Murong family in Gusu, but he never thought that the Murong family in Gusu was just a chess piece. The real leader is the Yuan Kingdom."
"All my martial arts colleagues from the Great Song Dynasty have gathered here. It seems that the Great Yuan Kingdom wants to take action against the Great Song Dynasty."
Meng Chixing smiled casually and said: "Yes, it's a pity that I found out a little late."
Hearing this, the 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 find that person. Why should they focus on my Shaolin?" This group of monks?"
Meng Chixing said quietly: "Ling Donglai, there are already people over there to help us solve the problem in Dayuan Kingdom."
As soon as these words came out, the sweeping monk's expression suddenly changed.
Even Chu Qinghe, Jellyfish Yinji and Lianxing had a look of surprise on their faces.
On the contrary, Qu Feiyan and the other three women looked puzzled.
Seeing this, Qu Feiyan asked: "Master, who is this Ling Donglai?"
Jellyfish Yinji responded: "I heard from my master that there was a peerless genius in the Song Dynasty. He learned swordsmanship at the age of ten, Yiyi at the age of fifteen, and achieved great success at the age of thirty. Then he entered the realm of heaven and human perfection at the age of forty. A glimpse into the way of heaven and man.”
"It's just that this made the dragon from the east disappear. There has been no news about him in the world for a hundred years, but he didn't expect that he was in the palace of the Song Dynasty."
At the end, Jellyfish Yinji shook her head and said: "It's no wonder that the royal family of the Song Dynasty dared to enjoy themselves as much as they wanted. It turns out that there is a perfect master of the heaven and human realm like Ling Donglai in the palace."
At this time, Chu Qinghe rubbed his chin and said: "In comparison, I am curious about who killed Ling Donglai."
Lian Xing on the side frowned and said: "According to what the master said, Dong Lai's strength has reached the perfection of the heaven and human realm a hundred years ago. He is extremely powerful. Looking at the world, there are only a few who can be enemies with him. Listening to Meng Chixing's words, this Ling Donglai was not killed by him, and the sweeping monk doesn't know who has the motive and strength to attack Ling Donglai?"
It was also when Chu Qinghe and others were doubtful that the sweeping monk in the scene calmed down and said, "Does the donor know who did it?"
When asked by the sweeping monk, Meng Chixing shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I will find out later."
As he spoke, Meng Chixing spoke slowly: "Now in the imperial palace of the Great Song Dynasty, there are only two wastes in the heavenly realm, and they are not even qualified to die in my hands. I will wait until you are eliminated from Northern Shaolin." After that, we will attack the imperial palace, and then our Yuan Kingdom will be able to capture the Song Kingdom without any bloodshed."
After hearing Meng Chixing's remarks, the sweeping monk's expression became a little more solemn.
After pondering for a while, the sweeping monk said: "Since the Song Dynasty is over, I, Shaolin, are willing to hand over half of my country to the Yuan Dynasty to express my feelings. I wonder what Meng Shi's idea is?"
Hearing the words of the sweeping monk, the expressions of several heavenly and human monks behind the sweeping monk changed slightly, but they returned to normal after an instant.
However, when faced with what the sweeping monk said, Meng Chixing smiled at the corner of his mouth and slowly raised one hand.
After admiring it for a few breaths, Meng Chixing finally said, "Half? I want them all."
As he spoke, Meng Chixing focused his eyes on the sweeping monk opposite and said in a low voice: "After the Northern Shaolin is destroyed by me, the money in your Northern Shaolin will naturally belong to the Great Yuan Kingdom. I am also curious, you How much wealth has Northern Shaolin accumulated in these thousand years?"
The sweeping monk said in a deep voice: "If Senior Meng thinks this is not enough, I, Shaolin, are willing to seal the mountain for a hundred years. Within a hundred years, none of my Shaolin disciples will be able to leave the 100-mile radius of Shaolin. Is this feasible?"
Listening to the sweeping monk's words, Wang Yuyan, who was standing by Chu Qinghe, couldn't help but said in astonishment: "As the top power in the Song Dynasty, Northern Shaolin actually wants to stay out of such a thing?"
Everyone knows the principle of "family, country and world".
Take the Ming Dynasty as an example.
Although there are constant internal fights, the relationship between the court and the Jianghu is not as close as that of the Yuan Dynasty, but when it comes to fighting between countries, even the Full Moon Sect, which was once called the Demon Sect, will contribute.
The same is true for Yihua Palace and Shenshui Palace.
This is one of the reasons why the imperial court gave up 30% of tax revenue to Jianghu.
But now, listening to the sweeping monk's words, he seems to have an attitude that he only wants to be wise and protect himself. Such behavior is somewhat disgusting.
Hearing Wang Yuyan's voice, Zhao Min, who was sitting next to him, slowly said: "This sister is right! It's true that the Jianghu forces that lie down in a country to suck blood and gnaw flesh, but want to stay out of the matter at critical times. It's disgusting. Looking at the world, the Northern Shaolin of the Song Dynasty is like this, and the Cihang Jingzhai of the Tang Dynasty is like this. They just think about how to preserve their own power without caring about the safety of the country."
When speaking, Zhao Min's tone was full of disdain.
When the voice came out, the old monks in the heavenly realm behind the sweeping monk in the distance looked at Zhao Min with dissatisfaction.
After his gaze lingered for a moment, he set his sights on Chu Qinghe again.
However, when Xuanfa's eyes were on Chu Qinghe, his expression changed slightly.
Then the true energy circulated and transmitted the message to the sweeping monk.
"Master, that man over there is one of the people who came to ask questions a few days ago."
Hearing Xuanfa's true energy transmission, the sweeping monk frowned slightly, then raised his eyes and looked towards Chu Qinghe.
Sensing the sweeping monk's gaze, Meng Chixing also tilted his head slightly.
Facing their gazes, Chu Qinghe just waved the folding fan in his hand, looking calm.
On the other hand, when Pang Ban set his sight on Chu Qinghe, he narrowed his eyes slightly and felt the surrounding environment for the first time.
After confirming that the Chuqing River side was downwind, I felt relieved.
After a few breaths, the sweeping monk and Meng Chixing looked away one after another.
Then, Meng Chixing focused his eyes on the sweeping monk and said in a slightly disdainful voice: "Did you hear that? People in the Yuan Kingdom have never been interested in raising some white-eyed wolves that may bite back at any time. Your existence in Northern Shaolin is very important to me. There is no benefit at all to our Great Yuan Kingdom, but it will be destroyed once and for all."
Hearing Meng Chixing's words, and taking a gentle 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 might consider not doing it myself."
In response to this, the sweeping monk sighed softly, slowly threw the broom in his hand to one side, inserted it on the ground, and said, "In this case, the poor monk can only learn from the master's clever tricks."
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the true energy in the sweeping monk's body surged instantly, and a terrifying power burst out.
Almost instantly, the several heavenly monks behind the sweeping monk were knocked back dozens of steps by the terrifying aura coming from the sweeping monk.
On the other hand, Meng Chixing was almost like a sweeping monk. His clothes kept flying while his true energy was circulating, and the released true energy caused a wave of waves that blew away the dust around him.
Upon noticing Meng Chixing's movements, Pang Ban, Nasi Hanfei and Ba Shiba all suddenly stepped back dozens of steps to open a distance between them and Meng Chixing.
His eyes swept over the monks in Shaolin, and then looked at Pang Ban and the others. Murong Longcheng in the distance moved to the side of the black-clothed and masked man as his thoughts were flowing, and then they distanced themselves together.
Also running away with Murong Longcheng was Ding Chunqiu, who had been pretending to be poisoned.
Noticing Ding Chunqiu's movements, Qu Feiyan said in shock: "That guy was pretending to be poisoned before?"
However, the battle was imminent at this time, not to mention the other women, even Qu Feiyan glanced at Ding Chunqiu who was wearing pink in shock and then looked away.
In this way, as everyone moved back, the positions of Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk were vacated.
At this moment, the bodies of Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk were surrounded by surging true energy.
Although the true energy fluctuations in the two people's bodies were extremely strong, they did not leak out at all. They were both in a state of being ready to go.
Only the aura within the two of them was getting stronger and stronger.
There was even an indescribable coercion exuding from the two people's bodies, causing the mountain behind to have an inexplicably dignified aura.
Coupled with the low and thick dark clouds in the sky at this time, Qu Feiyan and the girls felt a heavy feeling in their hearts.
However, at this moment, Meng Chi took action.
The steps were taken casually and naturally. It seemed like a leisurely step, but it actually appeared in front of the sweeping monk across a distance of nearly twenty feet as if teleporting.
As the black sleeves slid down, Meng Chixing's broad white palms were revealed.
What is striking is that as Meng Chixing raised his palm to shoot, it was obvious that this palm movement was as slow as a snail climbing, but wherever his right hand passed, dense ripples began to appear in the air.
It was as if what this palm passed through was not space, but layers of dense water waves.
The power of heaven and earth began to be pulled and quickly fell from the air and then gathered in Meng Chixing's hand, making the big hand that should have been made of flesh and blood now as crystal clear as if it were really made of crystal, even that The purple-black true energy gathered crazily in the palm can be seen.
What's even more weird is that when this palm was struck, the surroundings were obviously shocked with Gang Qi, but these Gang Qi had just appeared and were immediately absorbed by Meng Chixing's hand, so that no sound was released 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 at this time.
The index finger and the middle finger, which look like withered fingers, are placed together. Between the real energy wrapped around them, there is actually a special energy surrounding the two fingers.
When the two fingers pointed out, half of the power of heaven and earth from around Nameng Chixing was instantly drawn and fell around the two fingers of the sweeping monk.
Wherever the fingers passed, the surrounding space seemed to be refracted due to the terrifying power condensed 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 little distorted.
At this time, the sweeping monk pointed out two points, which also made people feel this way.
And when two fingers broke through the air, unlike Meng Chixing's attack which was silent, there were strange sounds, like the melodious sound of a bell or the gurgling sound of Buddha.
The next second, as the fingers and palms touched each other, and after a moment of stagnation, ripples and ripples visible to the naked eye instantly appeared centered on the two of them.
A deafening sound spread out around the two of them, like a thunderbolt from the blue.
The aftermath of countless energies and extremely condensed true energy spread like ocean waves, centering on the two of them.
Under these aftermaths, with Meng Chixing and Sweeping Monk as the center, the surrounding rocks within ten feet instantly turned into powder.
Not only did the ground where the two of them stood sink directly by nearly three inches, but the bodies of the poisoned warriors and Northern Shaolin disciples who fell to the ground around them were shaken, and then flew away along with the powder around them.
Pang Ban, who was already nearly five feet away from Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk, and the few monks in the celestial realm in Shaolin sensed something was wrong and immediately used their zhenqi to block them.
When he landed on the ground, not only was his vitality gone, but his body had also become soft, like mud.
Astonishingly, all the bones in the body had been shattered by the aftermath.
On the other hand, Meng Chixing and Sweeping Monk immediately used their second move after one move.
The movement and power exerted by each move are no worse than the first move.
True energy, spiritual energy, special strength and the power of heaven and earth are all gathered in the constant confrontation and pull between the two.
The rocks penetrated the air, the energy tore apart, and the roaring sound echoed continuously on the back mountain.
Even Chu Qinghe and the others who were more than thirty feet apart could clearly feel the vibrations that came out from time to time.
Along the way, there were also those who were unlucky enough to be completely deprived of life by a ray of energy emanating from the battle between the two people.
Meng Chixing himself was the previous palace master of the Magician Palace. Everything Pang Ban learned now was taught by Meng Chixing. The "Dao Xin Demon Planting Technique" was used to the extreme in Meng Chixing's hands.
The moves are overbearing but also a bit weird. Each move carries a rolling amount of spiritual energy and the power of heaven and earth. If it is not appropriate, you will be confused by this spiritual ability and fall into an illusion.
As for the sweeping monk, in just a few dozen breaths, he had already changed into more than a dozen martial arts, and all of his seemingly random moves were Shaolin's unique skills.
When facing Meng Chixing, every move was extremely clever, and even the strength was extremely fast.
Moreover, the two of them fought so fast that it felt like they were doing it without thinking.
Almost immediately after one move, another move will be used.
It was as if both of them could predict in advance what moves the other would use, and even where to attack.
However, Chu Qinghe watched with great interest, but Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao on the side could only hear the sound.
You can only see the large pits that have been created around you during the battle between Meng Chixing and the Sweeping Monk, roughly judging the location of the two men's previous fight.
Even Jellyfish Yinji had reached a point where her eyesight could not keep up with the movements of the two people.
Although Meng Chixing and Sweeping Monk are still at the perfect level of heaven and human realm, in Chu Qinghe's view, if evaluated according to the simulation objects of the actual combat simulator, the strength of Meng Chixing and Sweeping Monk is no less than that of ordinary gods. A warrior in this realm.
At this time, after Chu Qinghe withdrew his eyes from Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk, he suddenly focused on the three girls Qu Feiyan.
As he raised his lips slightly, the true energy in Zi Chu Qinghe's body instantly surged.
The next second, Qu Feiyan, Xiao Zhao and Lin Shiyin, who were still staring at the battlefield, felt a sudden push coming from behind.
(End of chapter)
