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This is not far to Wutai Mountain.

Since Su Liu has set the direction and route, he also has his own planning, this treasure map of Luding Mountain, even if it is missing the copies of Emperor Shunzhi and Wu Sangui, since he is on the side of Baoshan, how can he miss it?

A few people walked together, and they came to the foot of Wutai Mountain in a short time.

Wutai Mountain geology is ancient, the landform is peculiar, Su Liu looks up, it can be seen that the five peaks are towering, high above the cloud surface, there is no forest on the top of the mountain, there is a platform like the base of the soil, and the spirit of the Chinese land can also be seen from this.

Su Liu stared at the white clouds, thought about it, and commanded Fang Yimu Jianping, and went up the mountain alone, and went straight to the forty-two chapters.

In the middle of the mountain road, a white shadow swept straight up like a gust of wind, and the weeping willows rolled wildly, attracting a burst of shouts.

Su Liulian passed several temples, and saw that he was about to arrive at Qingliang Temple, but a few people were walking on this mountain road, Su Liulian collected his true qi, his feet wrapped around the tree, and his body fell steadily to the ground.

These people are not dressed in ordinary clothes, red clothes and high hats, like lamas who have been seen in TV series before, but it is not surprising that Wutai Mountain is not just a temple in Qingliang Temple.

It's just that the middle-aged lama laughed and shouted, "Respectfully, what are you doing in a hurry to go up Wutai Mountain?" ”

Su Liu stared at it, this lama was dry, short, thin and dark, but he had some domineering momentum, especially a pair of eyes that were shining, and his internal cultivation was obviously not weak.

The lama saw that Su Liu was only looking at him, but he didn't answer, he was displeased, and before he could have a seizure, the lama beside him shouted, "That white-robed boy, you have offended Master Changqi, why don't you hurry up and accompany the crime?" ”

Suliu sneered. The original book also seems to have this verse, in which these Tibetan lamas gathered thousands of their men and joined forces with the Mongol prince Geldan, in order to rebel.

It's just that why did you meet him again now, what is the reason?

Suliu came all the way, the mountain road was also very smooth, and there were not so many lamas in the original book, and on the mountain road near Qingliang Temple, only these few were seen.

Su Liu was puzzled and thought about things to himself.

But these lamas don't look good. The middle-aged lama named Master Changqi smiled and said, "The martial arts are so high, presumably the martial arts are not much worse, why don't you go to the martial arts conference?" In the Dance Forest Conference in January, you may win the championship in one fell swoop, and it is unknown when you become the leader of the martial arts alliance of the seven provinces of the Central Plains. ”

Su Liu's heart moved, and asked, "What kind of martial arts conference, monk, you can make it clear." ”

The Changqi Master showed a look of clarity on his face, and said in his heart that this was a baby in the mountains, not walking around the rivers and lakes. I don't know the news on the rivers and lakes.

Master Changqi smiled slightly and said, "You are wrong, I am not a monk, I am from Tibetan Tantra. You don't know that this grand event in the martial arts was organized by the King of the Three Roads. Among the rivers and lakes, almost a little famous sects and forces have received invitations from several princes and rushed to Henan to elect the leaders of the martial arts alliance of the seven provinces in the world. Conspire against the Qing Dynasty. ”

Su Liu nodded, no wonder Mu Wangfu Liu Dahong sighed and only said that the rivers and lakes were eventful.

It turned out that Wu Sangui and the others were unwilling to be lonely and made such a big thing.

Master Changqi squinted at the thoughtful Su Liu, but a lama on the side laughed wildly: "This kid has really never seen the world. Mage, if you call him to go, it will be in vain. ”

The other sneered: "That's natural, the position of that alliance leader must be that of Senior Brother Sangjie." ”

Su Liu didn't say much to them, only chuckled, his body moved, like a white smoke escaping, snapping a few crisp sounds, the two mouths were not inferior Ah oooh screamed in pain, reached out and touched his cheeks, only to feel swollen like a pig's head, a few people were so angry that they screamed, but helpless, Su Liu's body escaped like a light smoke, and it was already dozens of meters away.

They gritted their teeth and were about to chase after and kill Suliu. But he stopped this Changqi mage.

The lamas looked at Master Changqi in wonder and asked, "Senior Brother Changqi, why is this?" ”

Master Changqi squinted his eyes and smiled, and said in a low voice: "This son's martial arts are okay, if he can not kill, he will not kill, if he can be recommended to enter the account of the Mongolian prince Geerdan, it can also be used as a big help to level the Central Plains." ”

After a few more breaths, Su Liu's body method unfolded, and the castration was so fast that he had already disappeared into the mountain road and couldn't see his back.

The pig-headed lama's voice was no longer clear, and he said in a daze: "Senior Brother Changqi, what should I do next, Master Bayan and Master Sangjie want us to go to Qingliang Temple to spy on that person's information, are you still going?" ”

Master Changqi waved his monk's robe and said to himself, "Go, if you bring a portrait, you must find that person." ”

"Let's go up and take a look, I'm also curious, what is this kid going to Qingliang Temple with murderous spirits, if it's the other side, let's just kill it."

Qingliang Temple is really solemn ancient temple, towering between the top of the south platform and the top of the middle platform, the ancient and outstanding is the crown of many temples, the history is long, it was built in the time of Emperor Wen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, especially earlier than the Shaolin Temple.

Su Liu's method was fully exerted, just to grab in front of people, and after a short time, he arrived in front of the temple, Su Liu's intention to hide his tracks, so he restrained his breath, and his footsteps jumped into the wall as light as nothing.

Su Liu secretly watched, in this Qingliang Temple, there are only a total of more than fifty people, among which there are some martial arts in addition to the guards of Emperor Shunzhi, only Chengguang presides over one person, and the rest of the monks are just rough fists and feet.

The matter is big, Su Liu did not rush to do it, observed the half of the sound, and raised it to the place where it was not abnormal, before he appeared, and Su Liuli of the other monasteries did not pay attention to it, only a small monastery in the east, which was very suspicious, the door of this small courtyard has been closed, and the ordinary monks walked closer, so they unconsciously lightened their steps, and their faces were even more pious and respectful.

"Yes!"

Su Liu's heart moved, his feet were raised, he jumped up, and landed in the courtyard, there was no one else in the courtyard, not even some superfluous things, empty and lonely, but it was also very in line with the meaning of Buddhism's cultivation.

Su Liu smiled slightly, pushed the door in, and flashed in, only to see a middle-aged fat monk sitting in the middle, with his hands folded and a thick golden pestle across his elbows.

The golden pestle is as thick as an ordinary child's arm, and the weight is naturally not small, and there are always one or twenty catties.

When Su Liu saw this person, he sighed in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good, this big monk looked like five big and three thick, and then looked closely at his body, the palms were wide, the bones were thick, although the hands were folded and chanted the Buddha's name, the purple-red face, a pile of thatched short beards, the monk's clothes were tattered, and the muscles were exposed in the torn, and the shoulders were broad and the waist was thick.

Where is this the appearance of the emperor, it is clearly a fierce general!

Su Liu just wanted to ask: What about Emperor Shunzhi! (To be continued......)