The heroes of all walks of life on the rivers and lakes are flocking to Yonghe Village, and the people of the white road hope that it will be a legitimate challenge, so as not to be involved in some shady incidents; the people on the black road have nothing to do with either side, and they follow the flow of people in groups with a healthy mentality of watching the excitement. Wang Ming still put on a hospitable appearance, set up tea sheds at the entrances of several roads and villages, put tea and snacks, and foreign guests only need to write a post, someone will arrange it.

Three or four hundred people came on five roads, the carriages and horses were endless, Zhou Dong and Cao Wanchu in order not to interfere with the people, after discussion, they went to the city together, the city of Yili is in the open field between the two rivers of Yi and Tang, it is the place where King Ji Chang of Zhou Wen painted the ground as a prison and imprisoned himself, it is said that it is here that King Wen deduces the sixty-four hexagrams and three hundred and eighty-four trigrams according to the Fuxi gossip, but it has been a long time, the main hall and the house of the year do not know when it burned down, only the stone pillar base that can be used as a high platform is left, and it can still be seen that it is the pattern of gossip.

Zhou Tong should have been prepared, Wang Ming prepared chairs and benches on the high platform for black and white masters to sit on, and ordinary people could only find a way to solve it under the stage; Yang Zhi wore the mask of Kou Xin Cliff and blended in the crowd. Yang Zhi got rid of everyone's tracking, and didn't see the logo of the civet cat at the agreed place, so he had to change his clothes, pretending to be a flying bear Kou Xinya all the way back to find it, and finally learned from the mouth of a dart master that all the people from the Seven Star Dart Bureau had come to Yuli City, and Yang Zhi mixed in the crowd watching the excitement and came over, standing on the outermost periphery.

Yang Zhi's vicinity is basically full of ordinary people, even if they are people who practice martial arts, they are either people from the military and official palaces, or those civilians who live a peaceful life and keep to themselves; an old man in brocade clothes said: "I haven't heard of the Demon Gate for many years, whether it is true or not, I can't tell; I heard that the noodle seller is from Uncle Cao Guo's family, how can he be a person from the Demon Gate." ”

An officer sneered: "The Demon Gate does not need to be filed by the government, as long as that person thinks he is a person from the Demon Gate, he is a person from the Demon Gate, and it has nothing to do with the level of martial arts or the noble or lowly birth." What's wrong with Uncle Cao's family, Long gave birth to nine sons, and they are all different, and now I can only hope that they will limit these disputes to the martial arts later. ”

A servant said awe-inspiringly: "We have low skills, and we are not enough to laugh. However, the laws of the court should not be humiliated, the prince broke the law, and the common people were guilty of the same crime, no matter who it was, as long as he dared to break the law, he must be arrested. ”

Yang Zhi couldn't help but slander in his heart, the statement of the officer's official actually represents the position of the government, and he doesn't want the things on the rivers and lakes to challenge the majesty of the imperial court, as for whether he can do it, the official probably hasn't even thought about it, Yang Zhi dares to guarantee that if Cao Wanchu stands in front of this official, this official can't even say a word. Yang Zhi walked through the crowd and soon saw the carriage of the civet, which was in the middle of two tall locust trees, and two dart masters and a coachman were on guard outside the carriage.

It can be seen that Chen Guang is still very responsible, Yang Zhi didn't want the civet cat to know that he still had a disguised identity, so he didn't approach, anyway, as soon as the matter on the stage was over, the carriage was about to leave, and Yang Zhi was watching from behind. A strong voice came from the stage: "Friends on the rivers and lakes, in Xia Li Yuweng, Zhou Daxia and Mr. Cao have already said that the two sides will fight seven times, and the color head is the blue domain stone placed here by Zhou Daxia in Shaolin Temple." ”

There was an uproar in all directions, the blue domain stone is actually a jade tablet, it is said that a pearling boat inadvertently salvaged from the bottom of the sea, the jade tablet is engraved with an inscription like a book from heaven, no one can understand it at all; how many people read and the heroes of the rivers and lakes went crazy for this tablet, and finally was given to the Caodong Sect by the government of Hangzhou, and with the Caodong Sect into Shaolin, it was brought into the Shaolin Temple.

However, in Yang Zhi's heart, he felt that the competition to decide the ownership of the Blue Domain Stone was really old-fashioned, and it was a bit of a child's play; this idea must have been thought up by Cao Wanchu, and he saw the Shaolin Temple's worries about the Blue Domain Stone, or he didn't care; Zhou Tong has been wandering, even if the Shaolin Temple handed over the Blue Domain Stone to Zhou Dong for safekeeping, Zhou Tong just hid the Blue Domain Stone in an unknown place, how could it be safe in the Shaolin Temple.

However, Zhou Tong agreed, it should be the result of discussion with the Burning Gold Zen Master and others, Yang Zhi understood that Zhou Dong could hand over the Blue Domain Stone to anyone, the problem was that such a large jade tablet was not a gadget that one person could easily take away. Guilty of it, even if the demon gate is obtained, it will still attract the competition of masters from all sides, and if the Shaolin Temple still has a backhand, the government may openly intervene.

Someone in the crowd suddenly asked: "Li Yuweng, who is the referee today?"

In the martial arts competition in the rivers and lakes, generally one side beats the other side so that it cannot move, or one side takes the initiative to admit defeat, and it is not wrestling in the tile, so what kind of referee is needed; Li Yuweng looked down, and the mischief was Yan Wuwang, and said with a smile: "Yan Daxia is reasonable, there are three referees, namely Mr. Flame of the Royal Boxing Gym, Ling Zun Yan Xiangjue, and Master Zhizhen of Wutai Mountain. ”

Yan Wuwang couldn't speak, shook his head with a wry smile, Wuzun Yan Xiangjue still has to give face outside, otherwise he will definitely quarrel after going back; Qiu Banjiang walked to Li Yuweng's side, and directly announced the start of the first game, inviting people from both sides to come to the stage. Zhou Tong's side is a Zen master who hates water, Cao Wanchu obviously didn't expect this, look at the people behind him, and was about to play by himself, a sloppy monk had already jumped onto the stage, and asked Cao Wanchu with a smile: "Sect Master Cao, Lao Qu has a lot of connections with Shaolin Temple, or I'll go for you." ”

Cao Wanchu looked at the monk, raised his eyebrows and said, "It turned out to be the predecessor of the southern monk Huineng, and he has worked hard." ”

Monk Huineng strode to the center of the high platform, laughed wildly and said, "Hate water, you people are also embarrassed to be called Shaolin."

Authentic, do you know who I am?"

The Zen Master of Hate Water smiled slightly and said: "I heard that the seventeenth hall in the Demon Gate has always boasted of being a subordinate of the Shaolin Sect, and you are Huineng." ”

"Well said. Monk Huineng snorted coldly, and struck out with a palm, in the eyes of ordinary people, there is nothing surprising about this palm of Monk Huineng, the starting style of Shaolin Mighty King Kong palm, but the face of the Zen master who hates water has become very solemn, and the long sleeves of the monk's robe are rolled up, and he fiercely meets Huineng's palm. The two monks each took a step back, and with a series of cracking sounds, the sleeves of the Zen Master who hated water had turned into wisps of fragments and flew in the air. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Dragon Claw Book House" for free for the first time.