readx;? As the eldest disciple of the third great grandmaster of the Ganzhou Hundred Kingdoms Heavenly List, 'Shen Qi' Hong Jiugong, Zhang Bailian has come into contact with far more things than others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Through the secret whistle of Qingtan County, Zhang Bailian learned that Huangfu Wuwang was out of the customs.

The majesty of Prince Qian may have been forgotten too much after fourteen years, but those family lords will not, let alone these heroes in the rivers and lakes.

The imperial capital is now heavily guarded, and as soon as Prince Qian came out, all the major forces in the world were shocked, and it was rumored that the original supreme of the imperial family had achieved the invincible realm of the great grandmaster, and wanted to seek the throne.

As soon as the news came out, everyone who had some ideas began to recruit troops and horses, and the strange people on the rivers and lakes also began to look for suitable partners to defect and fight for a future.

The transcendent master Hong Jiugong was also born, uniting several invincible old monsters at the level of the Great Sect Master within the Great Qianguo to suppress the restlessness within the empire.

It's a pity that the general prince is just that, Prince Qian, who is a word side by side, has no one in the past dynasties with great authority, especially the body of the prince has achieved supreme martial arts, worthy of the name of the martial god.

Just revealed the idea of entering the imperial capital, and the entire imperial court shook from top to bottom, and countless secret forces in the Great Qianguo continued to contact and collide, triggering round after round of reshuffle.

In particular, the five counties in the southwest are now in rebellion, and many forces are recklessly cutting land to dominate in a vain attempt to confront the Daqian Dynasty, causing the people to live in a difficult situation, and there are flames everywhere.

As the Black Lotus Sect continued to expand its demagogy among the common people, more and more ignorant civilians joined the Black Lotus Sect's army, and the situation in the southwest tended to get out of control.

Shaolin is now just preparing to build a temple, and at this time it can't withstand a large-scale martial arts conflict, and only by shaping it into a forbidden place in the eyes of people in the rivers and lakes can it enjoy peace for several years.

Today's bloody massacre was actually decided by the little monk Mingyuan and Zhang Bailian after discussion, Buddhism is merciful, but it also depends on the object, the greedy and wicked people who are unforgivable can only be exceeded!

The next thing will be handed over to the master of Zhang, and the poor monk will retire first to welcome the presiding abbot and uncle out of the customs. ”

When Zhang Bailian heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he was secretly curious.

He knew that the little monk Mingyuan did not want to be the presiding abbot of Shaolin Temple, but planned to push the monk of the round wheel to the front desk, this old guy had been in retreat for four months, and he was finally going to get out.

After the first seat of Dewu left, the one hundred and eight stick monks saw that no one dared to challenge anymore, and they were all hidden in the wooden alley on the edge of the martial arts arena, and there was no trace.

Zhang Bailian stood out from the crowd, standing in the center of the martial arts arena full of corpses, looking at the group of martial arts heroes who were almost frightened, and suddenly felt a burst of contempt.

"If you don't want to die, leave the ransom and leave, no matter how strong or weak you are, high or low rank, fifty gold dragon coins per person should be regarded as a commission for Shaolin to clean up these wreckage!"

The black hair of a shawl and the domineering temperament set off Zhang Bailian more and more mysterious, and the purple gold wine gourd on his waist made a crisp sound, like raindrops hitting the drum.

"You Shaolin have killed so many fellow martial artists, aren't you afraid that you will be wiped out under the investigation of many sects, and you dare to ask for ransom, it's really ridiculous!"

The ethereal voice echoed in the crowd, and the reckless hearts of those dragons without a leader were shocked, and they all shouted along.

They represent not only themselves, now that the Shaolin Temple has tortured and killed thousands of fellow martial artists, those sects will never give up, and will definitely attack Shaolin together and remove Shaolin.

Zhang Bailian's body arched in an instant, and the anger in his heart exuded the majestic cultivation that he had been suppressing, and a terrifying aura comparable to a giant beast permeated at the time.

Those who were still shouting couldn't help but shudder, and looked at Zhang Bailian who was wrapped in a red smoke-like aura in horror.

"Fire and smoke clouds, purple gold gourd, you are 'Divine Ghost Feet' Zhang Bailian!"

Someone in the crowd recognized Zhang Bailian's identity, and he was terrified in his heart and wanted to hide it, but unfortunately, the blazing aura on the nine pins had already locked him.

"Those who are stubborn and unforgiving, there is no forgiveness for killing! Those who are demagogues are unforgiving! Those who settle accounts after the autumn are unforgiving!"

Bang! Bang!

Zhang Bailian kicked his feet on the ground, jumped high, and let out a deafening roar, while raising his head and drinking a sip of purple gold wine, aiming at the three or five people in the crowd and spitting it out directly.

The fluorescent-colored liquor burned in the wind, and the blazing flames turned into fiery snakes, piercing directly through the masters who were secretly seducing others.

A terrible scream sounded, and the five strong people who were not weak in cultivation were directly killed by the pillar of fire, and slowly burned in the miserable howl until they were burned to ashes.

Zhang Bailian's prestige suppressed some martial arts masters who were still about to move, and many people swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but they didn't expect that this person's strength was so terrifying, and he could kill the best of them at every turn.

At the foot of Shaomu Mountain, several black shadows stood alone, all exuding a majestic aura, and none of them were lower than the realm of the eighth grade.

"It turned out to be Zhang Bailian, this person is a little beyond estimates, and his momentum alone is no less than that of a super-first-class peak master, this is not the same as the rumors on the rivers and lakes!"

"It is said that Zhang Bailian is the weakest disciple accepted by Hong Jiugong, it is really ridiculous, this person's cultivation can be called a masterpiece of a generation, and he should be invincible in the middle-aged generation. ”

The old man in blue under the locust tree stroked the qin and commented directly, ignoring the bloody slaughter on the mountain.

Between the three, a bewitching beautiful woman shook her head: "Shaolin Temple is really incomprehensible, even Hong Jiuye's eldest disciple is protected, and he can even invite the Divine Arrow Battalion, a good means!"

After the old man in blue finished playing a song of mountains and flowing water, he slowly stood up: "As the three first-class sects of Qingtan County, our three factions are bound to conflict with the interests of Shaolin Temple in the future, how should the two of us decide now?"

"Fengyun Hall doesn't want to be destroyed, Hao Yan's methods are divine, and the sect he supports is a little more fearful even if it is the Hundred Flowers Palace!"

The beautiful woman in white glanced at the top of the mountain with watery eyes, and shook her head slightly: "Our Water Moon Sect has always been that well water does not interfere with river water, as long as we don't deal with my disciples, we will naturally not care about the rest." ”

Seeing that the heads of the other two first-class sects in Qingtan County did not plan to make it difficult for Shaolin to build a temple, the old man in blue sighed and stopped speaking.

The Qingyun Sect to which he belongs is the leading faction in Qingtan County under the Hundred Flowers Palace, and there are many masters in the gate, and there are four Taishang elders above the seventh grade, plus a few seniors of the eight-rank realm who are in seclusion, which can be described as strong.

Coincidentally, Yuantianfu is the place where Qingyunmen recruits children, and Shaolin Temple began to establish forces in Yuantianfu without saying a word, recruiting servants and disciples, which is tantamount to provocation in his eyes.

"Liu Qingyun, the lord of this hall reminds you that in the end, the only thing that Qingtan County can really call the shots is to make Hao Yan complete. Now Shaolin Temple may be the nail he drove into the rivers and lakes, and if you don't have the support of the feudal officials behind you, it's better not to act rashly!"

The current hall master of the Fengyun Palace, that is, the old man in black, had a serious face, and solemnly warned the Qingyun Sect master.

The three major factions carved up most of the top forces in Qingtan County, which can be described as both prosperity and loss.

The reason why no big forces have been able to infiltrate in the past few decades is, in the final analysis, that the three major factions are secretly opposing.

Hao Yan Wanliang is the envoy of the second grade, a real feudal official, who controls hundreds of thousands of armor soldiers in a county, and no sect can provoke this general who holds military power.

Moreover, the Hao Yan family has been operating in Qingtan County for decades, and their forces are intertwined, and one sentence can decide the life and death of countless people, and what makes the big factions in the rivers and lakes even more jealous is that this person's martial arts are also superb.

"The wind is blowing, don't want you to make noise, the master of this door has not yet reached the point where his old eyes are dizzy and he can't tell the situation. But the two of you should accompany me to the top of the Shaolin Temple, and more or less meet the principal of the Shaolin Temple. ”

The old man in black and the beautiful woman in white glanced at each other, both nodded slowly, although they agreed that Shaolin would take root in Qingtan County and share the benefits that belonged to them, but the necessary deterrence was still there, which represented their attitude.

When they relied on light skills to climb the mountainside of Shaomu Mountain, hundreds of martial arts reckless people lowered their heads and threw ransom into the merit box placed in front of Zhang Bailian, which was called incense money.

The appearance of the three breaths did not hide Zhang Bailian, seeing the three first-class masters standing in the distance, Zhang Bailian squinted, and only made a gesture after a while, signaling that they could go up the mountain.

Shaomuro Mountain, Withered Leaf Peak.

The little monk Mingyuan held Lu Zhaoyi, who had a crescent moon in the corner of his eyes, and waited quietly at the door of the secret room, waiting for the exit of the Round Wheel Dharma King.

"Well, the breath has converged, it's almost time to come out. ”

The little monk Mingyuan got up and led Lu Zhaoyi to take a step forward, under the scorching sun, the cold secret room opened, and a majestic figure appeared at the door.

"Grandpa Yuanlun, Zhaoyi misses you so much!"

The little monk Mingyuan let go of his hand, and Lu Zhaoyi was like a flying swallow, throwing himself into the arms of the majestic figure, and his bright black eyes were full of joy.

Out of the secret room, the Round Wheel Dharma King hugged Lu Zhaoyi and laughed, and the four-month retreat allowed him to comprehend the "Golden Boy Gong" to the realm of Dacheng, and his state of mind was complete.

"Xiao Zhaoyi, has your master taught you to practice these days!" King Yuanlun gently scraped Lu Zhaoyi's pink nose with his rough fingers and asked in a low voice.

Lu Zhaoyi nodded again and again: "Zhaoyi is very powerful now, I have cultivated the "Floating Feather Jue" to the first layer, and the "Heavenly Cloud Ladder" has also been introduced!"

Oh?

The Round Wheel Dharma King was slightly surprised when he heard this, "Floating Feather Jue" is one of the top internal skills in the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion copied by him, and the quality is not inferior to "Golden Boy Gong", but he didn't expect Lu Zhaoyi to have cultivated to the first level at the age of ten.

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