Zhou Fengchen also noticed it, nodded and said, "Don't make a mistake, go up!"

At the foot of the mountain, there is a stone path leading to the top of the mountain, but every few meters away on the stone steps, there are two adult students wearing practice clothes, who look a little guarded, Zhou Fengchen and the two did not take the stone steps for fear of trouble, and went straight to the top of the mountain along the slopes on both sides.

When I arrived at the small temple on the top of the mountain, I saw that the gray gas above the small temple was a little thicker, and there was a trace of gloomy aura around it, which gave me the momentum that some demon generals should have.

There is a 100-square-meter venue in front of the temple, and there are many martial arts students fiddling with tables, chairs and tea, and the door of the small temple is locked.

Zhou Fengchen didn't understand what these people were doing, so he gestured to Zhang Shisan on the other side, meaning that you are chatting with these students, and I will open the temple door.

Zhang 13 understood his mistake, took out his dementor bell and flicked it in the air, and when he reached the venue, the bell shook a few times, and a group of students crackled and fell to the ground.

"Damn!" Zhou Fengchen walked out with Monk Yuanzhi on his back and took a sip, "I've served you!" ”

Zhang Shisan smiled and put away the bell, "Simple and rude!" ”

When the two arrived in front of the temple gate, they pulled out their swords, and their momentum was instantly opened, and a faint yellow light appeared on their bodies.

However, the surrounding yin qi and the gray qi above disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The two glanced at each other, and quickly kicked the door open and broke in.

The area of the temple is very small, but the table inside, the incense burner, the tablet and other items are complete, the innermost is a statue of a general riding a horse, the whole body is carved by bluestone, the horse under the crotch, the left hand treasure carving bow, the right hand mace, majestic and domineering, the momentum is compelling, lifelike, but the momentum is completely restrained, there is no abnormality.

The two of them opened the eyes of the sky and looked, and vaguely felt a trace of terrifying demonic aura in the center of the statue, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, okay, the turtle cowered inside to recuperate, and didn't run.

Zhang 13 said to the statue: "General Su Mo, yesterday's battle was not too enjoyable, how about we continue to come out?"

The idol was silent, as if it were a dead mass, and there was no response.

Zhou Fengchen patted the Yuanzhi monk on the shoulder and said: "General Su Mo, you should know why we came to you, now you only have two choices, first, let's fight to the death, whoever dies will be unlucky, second, undo the curse of the monk, let's shoot two, three, five!"

The idol still didn't say a word.

"I call you motherfucker!"

Zhou Fengchen has an evil fire in his stomach, he has been looking for this grandson for almost a month, and he has encountered so many things when he runs around, what kind of thing is it to pretend to be dead in the end? If you swing a knife, you will cut it down.

Zhang Shisan hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't! ”

"What's wrong?" Zhou Fengchen asked suspiciously.

Zhang Shisan took a deep breath, "It's bad luck to break the idol!" ”

"What do you mean?"

"There's a curse!" Zhang Shisan pointed to a row of strange lotus and lotus seed patterns on the base of the statue, "The Buddha's eye lotus mantra, the Buddha's curse seal, the ethereal and unguardable, I don't know which person who lacks virtue and smokes carved it." ”

Zhou Fengchen took a closer look and said, "This thing is very similar to the wound on Yuan Zhi's body."

Zhang 13 nodded and said, "That's right! However, if the idol is broken, the curse will only be worse than the wound of Yuan Zhi, and the injury of Yuan Zhi is only flesh and skin, and our curse is Yuan Shen, with eyes on the heart. ”

Zhou Fengchen took two steps back, "If you use a formation or a talisman to force him out?" ”

Zhang Shisan smiled bitterly and said: "Let's draw qi and transform Jin, we are still a little short of the outer Dan, he is comparable to the inner dan, the Tao is higher than ours, there is no use."

Zhou Fengchen asked: "Yesterday, seeing that his momentum and temper are not like a shrinking turtle, what are he going to do?" Hiding inside and not coming out, we can't do anything about it? ”

"Let's take a look at the temple chronicles first."

Zhang 13 stepped aside and stared at the temple chronicles, and read softly: "Su Mo, surnamed Mi, list, Zimo, a subordinate of the Chu State, a fellow townsman of the overlord of Chu, raised an army with Xiang Yu against Qin in 207 BC...... In 202 B.C., in the battle of Qixia, for the partial general, led 40,000 infantry to defend Pengcheng, and the Huaiyin Marquis Han Xin's cousin Han Sangu battle, the initial victory and then defeat, the city surrendered, and then heard that the overlord Wujiang killed himself, cried, committed suicide...... Tsk tsk, awesome. ”

After speaking, he gave Zhou Fengchen a look, walked out of the small temple together, and said as he walked: "Wait for the evening, the yang energy sinks, the yin energy rises, I will force him out."

"Are you sure?" Zhou Fengchen asked.

Zhang 13 was very confident, "Sure!" ”

When they arrived at the door, the two of them looked up, they were a little embarrassed, there was a large group of people standing outside, Wu Qian and the school's teachers and coaches, including the group of "kicking the gym", were all there, and the unconscious students also got up in a daze.

Wu Qian blinked and asked suspiciously, "Senior brother, second senior brother, ...... you?"

Zhang Shisan snorted and pointed to the small temple behind him, "I have long heard that there is a general temple here, and those of us who practice martial arts must first come to worship." ”

Wu Qian smiled, "It's still the two senior brothers!" ”

A group of people from the "kicking hall" glanced at each other and ran in, as if attending a funeral, bowing in rows, and their expressions were still very solemn.

After finishing the matter, the two sides sat down face to face on the chairs prepared in the field, and a floor stall was already laid in the middle of the venue.

Wu Qian specially reserved a chair in the middle for Zhou Fengchen and the two of them, invited the two of them to sit down, and then whispered seven or eight young men and women wearing gossip clothes, saying that they were her classmates, and those people all responded with a friendly smile.

Zhou Fengchen and the two of them were suddenly, okay, they were competing in front of General Su Mo's temple, these people would really come to something, if you tell them that there is a big demon inside, I don't know how they will feel?

Before the start of the competition, there were special people to sign an agreement for both sides, it seemed to be a gambling contract, Wu Qian took the opportunity to whisper, who on the other side has practiced martial arts for how many years, who is good at what, and finally focused on the two Wudang Taoists, both of whom are first-class masters who cultivate both inside and outside.

And the group of people on the opposite side were also full of hostility, the focus was on Zhou Fengchen and the two, and they were full of gunpowder.

Zhou Fengchen and Zhang Shisan were completely insensitive, it was really boring.

Soon the competition began, the first to go was a pair of small shrimps, Wu Qian's martial arts coach and the martial arts coach of the other school, the two saluted each other, and then fist to fist, foot to foot, snorting and drinking, crackling.

The crowd on both sides looked at each other intently, nodding their heads, and Zhang Shisan was also interested, and whispered: "Taekwondo."

Zhou Fengchen didn't know what taekwondo was, so he frowned and asked Wu Qian, "Are the two of them martial arts instructors who teach martial arts?" ”

Wu Qian nodded, "Yes!" Not bad. ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "This obviously doesn't have any real kung fu, it's all tricks, are you sure you won't mistake people's children?"

Wu Qian's face was slightly embarrassed, "No, no, I think it's good." ”

"Okay!" Zhou Fengchen nodded, closed his eyes and went to recuperate.

People come and go in the field, catch and compare, each pair does not play for more than ten or twenty minutes, as if they can't show that they have real skills, and it is noon in the blink of an eye.

Overlord School 1 win and 4 defeats.

The faces of a group of people on Wu Qian's side were extremely ugly, and a group of people on the other side were angry and proud.

(End of chapter)