In the Heavens

Putian Shaolin Temple

Ever since the magic sect entered Fujian, the atmosphere on the mountain has become weird.

Although they both bear the name of Shaolin Temple, the Southern Shaolin and the Northern Shaolin have long been separated, and there is even a period of unpleasantness in the process of separation.

The founder of the Southern Shaolin Patriarch was essentially because he couldn't get used to the style of Shaolin Temple, so he went to the south and started anew.

It's just that things are impermanent. With the passage of time, the behavior styles of the North and South Shaolin Temples have become closer and closer, and the two sides have moved closer again.

It has nothing to do with ethics, it's mainly people who want to eat. There are thousands of monks, all of whom are big stomach kings, and a group of monks who also don't give birth will be hungry if they can't calculate it.

You always have to pay it back when you come out. This is not the demon sect. Seeing the hot greeting note in their hands, everyone was afraid to speak.

The special status Zen Master Duren took the lead and said: "Abbot, prepare for the battle! The centuries-old reputation of my temple ancestors cannot be destroyed. This battle is inevitable."

Whether it was closing the temple behind closed doors or acknowledging the supremacy of the Sun Moon God Sect, Southern Shaolin could not do it.

Otherwise, even if he escaped the siege of the Demon Cult, he would not be able to escape the righteous liquidation afterwards. Now is not the time for the Shaolin Temple family to dominate, and they cannot tolerate them breaking the rules.

Once they left a handle, the Wudang faction and the Huashan faction would definitely not mind tagging them with the big hat of colluding with the demon sect, and then wipe them away smoothly.

Even if Shaolin Temple was willing to stand up to the pressure of the two factions for them, the right way would have no place for them. The martial arts forces that have been hit hard by the demon sect, and even wiped out their sect, must even regard them as enemies.

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Fuwei Escort, looked at the greeting note in his hand, and the elderly Lin Yuantu instructed the two righteous sons: "Immediately pack up things, suspend business in Fujian, and go to Central Plains for a temporary escape.

We are not guilty of participating in the dispute between good and evil. It happened that Zhennan and Luoyang Wang's family had made a marriage and took this opportunity to settle the marriage. "

People are old and good, knowing the dangers of the battle between good and evil, Lin Yuantu will naturally not be left as cannon fodder.

Lin Yuantu couldn't be more clear about what the Fuwei Escort was. If it weren't for him as a master, it would be impossible to have the current momentum.

But personal power is slim after all. Compared with any major power, Fuwei Escort is too fragile.

Although the methods of the two righteous sons are good, their martial arts are far behind. The daily darts are fine against a few thieves, but when you meet a real martial arts master, you feel cold.

If he doesn't run away at this time, he will send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

Anyway, they are just a neutral camp and do not need to bear so many responsibilities. As a big escort, it makes sense for the guard to leave at this time.

There is far more than one Fuwei Escort who chooses to run. Before the magic sect had been killed, Fujian Wulin was already screaming, and countless small and medium-sized forces fled.

It's a pity that it's not easy to run, and righteous people are not willing to let these good cannon fodder leave. Except for a few quick running runs, the rest was basically intercepted.

Under the leadership of Southern Shaolin, several well-known decent sects in Fujian finally formed an alliance before the arrival of the demon sect army.

...

The south was about to start, and Li Mu was still wandering around in Guanzhong, as if he didn't know that it would take a lot of soldiers to support the battlefield.

If the various factions of the Fujian martial arts see this scene, they must be chilled. According to the efficiency of the Huashan School, they couldn't keep up with the collection of corpses.

To blame, I can only blame Nan Shaolin. The cause was restored back then, and now it is time to bear the consequences.

Although it was the Huashan faction duo who stood upright and jumped into the pit, it deserved to be buried.

But he didn't help his relatives. As the head of the Huashan School, Li Mu naturally could only stand on the side of his ancestor, even if his ancestor was a little unscrupulous, this account could only be recorded on the head of South Shaolin.

Everyone is a decent sect, and this kind of disgraceful thing is naturally not exposed by the Huashan School.

There is no way to retaliate against South Shaolin, but Li Mu is still able to do it when paddling during the rescue.

The good name is: to summon the various factions of the Northwest martial arts to participate in the rescue, in fact, it is delaying time.

Fortunately, Li Mu still had a face, and he could only delay for a month. After the Kongtong faction arrived, he selected a dozen of Huashan disciples to lead the Northwest group of heroes.

If you have a thicker skin, you will have to wait for the people of the Tianshan School and the Kunlun School to come and meet, I am afraid it will be gone for half a year.

In fact, this kind of martial arts public welfare activity is very unfriendly to the Tianshan School and the Kunlun School.

Don't participate, and you have to mix in a decent circle. Human relations are not good at face, and it is not easy to talk when you need help from others in the future.

Participate, often when they are still halfway, the matter is over and they can only go home.

Ride on horseback and move forward at a walking speed. Ning female Xia, who was side by side with Li Mu, asked suspiciously: "Brother, we have been delayed for so long. It's still so slow now, Fujian Wulin colleagues over there..."

"Junior Sister, you are worrying too much. The Fujianese martial arts fellows are not just asking us for help, there are also many big factions of the right way.

My Huashan faction was originally far away from Fujian, even if it hurried over, it would not be possible to arrive before the Sun Moon God Sect attacked.

Therefore, the important task of rescuing Fujian's martial arts fellows can only fall on the two factions of Shaolin and Wudang, which are closer together.

We went down the mountain this time not to rescue the Fujianese martial arts fellows, but to participate in the subsequent counterattack against the Demon Cult.

Let me go, that demon is extremely cunning, and it is said that he set his nest among the hundreds of thousands of mountains inaccessible. Just finding a place can't be done overnight.

If you want to initiate an encirclement and suppression, it is necessary to assemble the forces of all factions of the righteous way. This kind of thing is destined to be impatient.

Besides, you can see that most people in the team have no horses. It’s a thousand miles to Fujian. If we go faster, how can they stand it? "

Li Muqiang held back a smile when he looked at the junior girl who was dumbfounded. Anyone who has a bit of quack experience knows that this is a kind of pretext.

The Huashan faction is slow in action, so Shaolin and Wudang can be fast?

Everyone is the overlord of martial arts, essentially all the same. Even if it is disciplined, it is definitely not much higher.

No one wants to consume their own strength in order to rescue the irrelevant Fujian Wulin, and make the competitor in vain.

Even the Shaolin Temple, which is closely related to Southern Shaolin, is still dangling on the way at this time, and has no intention of being a bird.

With the lessons learned from Heimuya last time, Shaolin Temple is now also afraid. If there is another **** battle with the Demon Cult, no matter how deep their background is, they will not be able to withstand such a toss.

The biggest problem is the talent gap, ordinary people can't see much, but as a competitor, Li Mu is very aware of the current embarrassment of Shaolin Temple.

The grassroots strength of Shaolin Temple is still the best in the world, and the middle strength is also not lacking, but when it reaches the upper level, the situation has changed.

On the surface, the number of their first-class players is second only to Wudang and almost the same as the Huashan School, but they have fallen behind in terms of quality.

Many first-class players are forced to give birth to their backgrounds. To gain is to maintain the status of Dapa and buy time for the younger generation of disciples to grow up.

The most tragic thing is that Shaolin Temple now lacks the top power. As a master of nuclear weapons of all factions, Shaolin Temple has only Fangzheng, far behind Wudang and Huashan in the same period.

Not only is there a small number of top masters, but there are also few potential seeds that have the opportunity to break through the top of the top, mainly due to the aftermath of the last Songshan battle.

If it hadn't had a problem with himself, Founder would not rush to give up the position of the No. 1 faction in the world to Wudang, and actively ease relations with the Huashan faction.

Looking at the large army, after hesitating for a while, Ning Zhong said unbearably: "Brother, you guys in the world are short of horses, should we lend a helping hand?"

It's sad to think about it if you can't equip even a horse, but this is really a quagmire.

In the northwest region, the price of ordinary war horses is only a dozen, and the price of premium war horses such as Li Mu and others may be several times higher.

If this is the case, the people in the rivers and lakes are not unbearable. The problem is that the cost of raising war horses is high, not only eating grass, but also food.

The cost of raising a war horse is enough to cover the expenses of a family of five, or even more than that.

The big gang may be able to grit their teeth, but the bottom-level gangsters below don’t have to imagine.

Fortunately, after a year of hard work, there may not necessarily be a hundred and eighty-two in the money. How can we afford this kind of luxury?

Discovering that his wife does not eat the fireworks, Li Mu helplessly rubbed his forehead: "Junior sister, are you kidding me! The gap of thousands of horses, do you want me to rob the court's military camp?"

In fact, Li Mu also wanted to say: This is the Central Plains, where Daming's heart is. Even if the Ming army in the whole province is added together, they may not be able to make up enough horses.

This is still the north. If you go to the south, there will be fewer war horses.

Since opening up the trade route with Jiangnan, Huashan faction has had an additional business of selling livestock. Thousands of war horses and tens of thousands of cattle are sent every year to enter the south for huge profits.

One more episode, in order to avoid similar jokes. Along the way, Li Mu kept spreading common sense of the world to his wife.

Including some indiscriminate tactics and shady martial arts, Li Mu did not conceal it.

In fact, every Huashan disciple must go through a systematic generalization of common sense before going down the mountain to practice.

Ning Zhong is a pure exception. Because of her special status, the door never arranged for her to experience any tasks. The head of Li Mu, who went down the mountain, took it personally, and directly passed the hurdle of learning the experience of the world.

Reinforcements from various martial arts factions are still advancing slowly on the road, and Fujian Wulin has already begun to shed blood.

In the face of absolute strength, any tactics are futile. Even if the factions have united, they still cannot change the fact that they are weak.

Watching Ren Woxing show off the stars and massacre on the field, more than a dozen of the famous Fujian martial arts were killed in an instant.

As the only top master in the right dojo, Zen Master Du Ren had to bite the bullet and stand up: "Any benefactor, put down the butcher knife, and look back!"

"Hahaha……"

Along with a burst of wild laughter, both the good and evil that were fighting nearby couldn't help but stop first. Everyone stepped back tacitly to make room for the two big bosses.

Ren Woxing sneered: "Old monk, at this time, you are still so hypocritical!

You really want to be so compassionate, what did you do just now?

If it weren't for you to deliberately delay, trying to use these guys to try out the depth of the old man, they would not die.

The culprit of the old monk who killed them was-you! "

The truth was broken by Ren Woxing, the atmosphere of the righteous path instantly became weird, especially the forces of the dead just now, the look in Duren's eyes was different.

The rule of the game pursued by the people in the arena is "soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals".

Under normal circumstances, it is master vs. master, and minion vs. minion. There are very few masters who are head-shrinking turtles, deliberately letting small soldiers go up and die.

It's just that today's battle is too important. Shocked by the prestige of letting us go, Zen Master Duren was not sure of winning, so he had to make this move.

But this kind of thing can only be done in the dark. Once the window paper is pierced, it will be pricked in the backbone.

"Shut up, the devil, you are very sinful, and you still don't want to repent. You are showing off your tongue here again, trying to divorce my righteous relationship. Lao Na is going to do a tough job today and get rid of your pollution for the martial arts."

While talking, Zen Master Duren’s stick had already moved, and after a white light flashed, accompanied by the whistling air rubbing, the stick had reached the forehead of Ren Woxing.

Facing the sudden blow, Ren Woxing's expression also became solemn, and his body quickly backed away to avoid the fatal sneak attack.

The benevolent monk also doesn't speak martial ethics, which makes the heart of Ren Wuxing very depressed. You should know that sneak attacks have always been the patent of their gang, but today they were actually preempted by others.

The master's tricks are the first opportunity to win. On the battlefield, one step is often slow, and each step is slow.

After suffering a big loss, let me do it all at once to become serious. Instantly used the housekeeping skills to attract stars to the extreme, and launched a counterattack against Zen Master Du Ren.

Sudden suction, the dust on the ground was swept up all over the sky, like a dark cloud covering the top, blocking people's sight.

The first Zen Master Du Ren frowned, and hurriedly waved his robes to block the dust coming on his face. At this moment, Ren Woxing had come close and waved a palm to Duren.

"King Kong Prajna Palm!"

The knowledgeable people who watched the game had already exclaimed. A big demon was actually performing Shaolin martial arts, which completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Zen Master Du Ren, who was enveloped by the palm wind, was crying secretly, and he couldn't be more familiar with this trick.

As the most varied form in the palm of the Vajra Prajna, such a distance can't be avoided at all, and you can only choose to harden it.

Without waiting for any hesitation, Zen Master Du Ren immediately displayed his strongest vajra palm in an attempt to break the law with force.

At the moment when the two palms were facing each other, the original Vajra Prajna palm suddenly changed. Du Ren's internal power began to be uncontrollable, and it leaked out like a bee pupa.

"Attract stars**!"

Gritting his teeth and spit out these four words, Zen Master Du Ren's forehead was already sweating, and the internal force in his body was out of control and he lost the opportunity to fight back.

"Old monk, good insight. Using a star-absorber to send you on the road is worthy of your entire life's practice."

While talking ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Let me go with a smile on his face, as if he was holding a winning ticket. Who hadn't noticed that his face was slightly red, as if he had been irritated.

At this time, Zen Master Du Ren was already in anxiety. According to the current situation, he might be exhausted before a moment.

"Hurry up!"

It's a pity that it's too late to say this sentence. Seeing the defeat of Zen Master Du Ren, the morale of the righteous side had long since collapsed.

All of them were in a trance, crying about ways to escape. Even if Zen Master Du Ren spoke, no one dared to do anything with me for a while.

In an instant, Ren Woxing slammed the Zen Master Duren, who had suffered a great loss of internal strength, and shouted with a laugh: "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish.

Brothers listen carefully, those who descend will not kill, and the rest will not stay. "

"Respect the order of the leader!"

As the voice fell, the good and evil sides fought together again. No one noticed the facial expressions of Ren Woxing, it became more ruddy, as if it was...