Shomuro Yamashita!

The quiet place of Buddhism has become more and more lively recently.

Wave after wave of forces from all directions continued to converge towards the Shaolin Temple.

The purpose is to participate in the hero conference initiated by Shaolin.

The people in the rivers and lakes, except for a very small number of people, love to join in the fun, which is a kind of insight and a kind of consultation.

Therefore, we often see that when something big is about to happen somewhere on the rivers and lakes, it will gather and be very lively.

And this time, it is not used for the hero meeting of Juxianzhuang.

Whether it is from the initiator or the person to deal with, it is not the same.

Although Xue Muhua is a little thin in the rivers and lakes, he is obviously dwarfed by Shaolin, who is in charge of the world's martial arts.

Although Qiao Feng used to be the leader of the beggar gang, now he is just a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats, but the Murong family is a well-known martial arts family in the south of the Yangtze River, and its power and influence far exceed that of Qiao Feng, who abdicated.

On this day, in a hurry, Fang Qingshan and his party also came to the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

The world's martial arts out of Shaolin!

Looking up, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Shaolin is an indispensable role in martial arts, I think when I was still in the end of the law era, I learned from various books, but I never really came, today is a dream come true.

"Sister Azhu, did you say that the son has arrived?"

"I don't know, it shouldn't be yet, if Childe arrives, the hero conference should start, and looking at the unhurried appearance of these people, obviously not. ”

......

Just as Azhu Abi was talking softly, there was a sound of fighting not far away, although it ended quickly, it still aroused the curiosity of Fang Qingshan and the others.

Although in Fang Qingshan's eyes, today's Shaolin is a little unworthy of the name, don't talk about himself, even if he is the kind of person who is Gu Mozhi, he can single-handedly pick up the entire Shaolin, but in the eyes of most Jianghu people, Shaolin is still the same as the world, and it cannot be provoked.

Now, the hero conference held by Shaolin is about to begin, and Fang Qingshan wants to know who is so disrespectful to Shaolin that he actually started to act at the foot of the mountain.

So the group looked at each other, and they all set off and walked in the direction where the sound of the fight came.

When I came closer, there were already a lot of people watching the excitement here, everyone pointed and whispered. From their conversation, Fang Qingshan and the others knew that it was someone who was asking for trouble from the beggar gang.

Although the beggar gang and Shaolin are as unworthy of the name in Fang Qingshan's eyes, one is known as the first gang in the world, and the other is known as the first temple in the world, but Shaolin at least has a hidden killer sweeping monk, and the beggar gang has no Qiao Feng, that is, there are more people, and they can't be on the stage at all.

But there are many people, as long as the veil is not lifted, in the eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes, the beggar gang is still as prestigious, and now there are people looking for trouble with the beggar gang, such a wonderful thing is naturally not to be missed.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why are you embarrassed by my beggar gang? Do you think my beggar gang can be bullied?"

Looking at the four elders of the Beggar Gang, they fought one after another, and the hands of the leaders of the people did not move, but some subordinates around him took care of them easily, Elder Xu couldn't help but feel a sinking in his heart, especially the many heroes who were already watching the rivers and lakes next to him, if this is not handled well, the reputation of the Beggar Gang will probably be ruined.

"It doesn't matter who our family is, do you beggars help it?" A group of people called Hanako also deserve our family?" said the leading man with a beardless jaw, a face like a crown of jade, and a slightly feminine face, but not weird and weird.

"You ......"

As soon as this remark came out, not only the beggar gang was excited, and they couldn't wait to hug him and tear him up, but the other onlookers were also in an uproar, although the beggar gang was a group of people called flowers, but it was the first time they looked down on them so much.

"What are you, our family only asks you one word, do you pay the kid behind you?"

Seeing that there was a lot of noise around him, and he seemed to be being watched as a monkey, the man in the lead couldn't help but snort coldly, and released the momentum of his whole body to sweep all directions, an invisible oppression, and in an instant, the scene was quiet.

"To pay or not to pay?"

For a while, everyone's eyes on the field were on Elder Xu.

The child the man said was just a kid he saved halfway to Shaolin, and it didn't matter much, even if he handed it over, it was nothing, but at the moment it was difficult to ride a tiger, because he had already linked it with the reputation of the beggar gang, and once it was handed over, the reputation that the beggar gang had accumulated so hard would be ruined.

Don't hand it over, see if they haven't done it themselves, just by letting the four elders of the beggar gang lose one after another, once they really make a move, I'm afraid it's really bad luck.

At this time, everyone in the beggar gang, including Elder Xu, couldn't help but start to miss Qiao Feng's existence in their hearts, if he was there, he wouldn't be embarrassed to think about it, he refused directly, and he would fight if he wanted to, but it was a pity! Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

"Why?" The man in the lead was already a little impatient, "I'll give you one last chance, count the three, if you don't decide, I'll do it myself." ”

"One!"

"Two!"

With the numbers spit out from the man's mouth, the scene was condensed, and many people began to slowly retreat towards the rear, the city gate was on fire and affected the pond fish, they didn't want to be implicated, and for a while they let Fang Qingshan and his party behind the crowd out.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddha horn sounded, but I saw Xuan Cheng walking down the mountain with a group of people.

He was originally a welcoming monk, and he had a good reputation and strength on the rivers and lakes, or people who had received heroic posts had to greet him personally, after all, the sedan chair carried people, and people gave you Shaolin face, and you couldn't do without saying it.

I heard that the beggar gang arrived, so Xuan Cheng took his disciples to greet him in person, and halfway through, he heard that someone had a conflict with the beggar gang, so he hurried over, this hero conference, after all, it is a matter of Shaolin's face, and there can be no chaos.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have come from afar, it is better to go to Shaolin to drink a cup of tea first, and let's sit down and talk about anything slowly. ”

Looking at the tense scene, Xuan Cheng, as the host, spoke.

Seeing Xuan Cheng's arrival, the beggars couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that everything was fine, and the other people who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement also sighed, only Fang Qingshan knew that things were not so simple.

"No need, our family still has something to do, as long as we hand over that kid, our family will turn around and leave. Sure enough, as soon as Xuan Cheng's voice fell, the man didn't give him face at all, and refused bluntly.

"Amitabha, can't the donor look at the thin face of Shaolin?" Xuan Cheng paused, although his tone did not change, but everyone knew that he was unhappy.