In the Heavens

As the martial arts conference approached, the silent Guanzhong became lively again. The influx of a large number of people from the rivers and lakes finally saved the depressed Guanzhong economy.

It's just that in the false prosperity, there is still a bit of murderous breath, as if it is the last peace before the storm.

As the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, wherever you go, there is a group of people surrounded. As soon as he entered Tongguan, a large group of people gathered around Fang Zheng.

Everyone has a common destination, "coincidentally" rushed together, leaving everyone on the road alone, obviously out of date.

After all, the Shaolin Temple is now Shaolin 30 years ago. Maintaining a good relationship with the major forces of the martial arts is also a task that the abbot must complete.

In the evening, as he was preparing for the evening class of the day, Fang Sheng knocked on the door of the room.

"Brother, there is an urgent letter from Famen Temple. Recently they were knocked away by the Huashan Sect and their life at the famous Buddhist and Taoist temples in Guanzhong is almost impossible. They hope..."

Without waiting for Fang Sheng to continue speaking, Fang Zheng interrupted first: "Junior Brother, don't worry about what they want.

If Famen Temple is dissatisfied with the Huashan Sect, it is possible for the Buddha to come forward and attack at the martial arts conference. This kind of thing is not my turn at Shaolin Temple.

You and I know the situation in Guanzhong. The number of victims we saw along the way is tens of thousands, and the number of victims in the entire northwest is afraid that there will be no less than a million.

When faced with this kind of thing, it should have opened the door to convenience, and when I preached that my Dharma was magnificent, they just ignored me and let the Taoist be more beautiful than before.

It's really not right to make a fuss for some money and food now. What's more, the Huashan School is only temporarily borrowed, and it is not that it is not repaid. "

It's nothing to do, hang up high.

There are also disputes within Buddhism, especially after the birth of Buddhism, the status of Shaolin Temple in Buddhism dropped sharply.

Seeing that his own interests have been damaged, Shaolin Temple, which originally supported Buddhism, has now changed its position. Both parties are now both partners and competitors.

Famen Temple is an important part of Buddhism. Now that "little trouble" is encountered, Fang Zheng naturally doesn't mind watching the fire from the shore.

Everyone is a wealthy and wealthy temple on the side of the rich, and only a small amount of money and food, they still used it for disaster relief, and Fang Zheng could not find any reason for his distress.

What's more, the Huashan faction is already very rules-based. People come to borrow it in an upright manner. If you encounter a ruthless character and directly lure the victims to grab it, it will be a disaster.

Such a thing, even if it is caused at the martial arts conference, it can only take its own humiliation. It was spread out, but it was detrimental to Buddhism's reputation.

Fang Sheng reacted immediately after listening to Fang Zheng's words. They are the world's famous "senior monks of the Tao". They are making trouble over the issue of disaster relief money and food, stating that they are to let people in the rivers and lakes read jokes.

"Senior brother taught me that this matter is my brother Meng Lang."

"But there is one thing we have to pay attention to. According to the news from the border, the Hu people are starting to take the border again.

This time it was extraordinary. Not only the Wala people sent troops, but several other powerful grassland forces also participated.

Happened to catch up with the martial arts convention, Wanbianguan fell, the Huashan faction is likely to take the opportunity to propose that the rivers and lakes are the same to defend the country and guard the Han family. "

With the disaster of Meng Yuan ahead, people in the arena are very wary of Hu people. Everyone, including Shaolin Temple, didn't want to come a second time.

With the great righteousness to save the people of the world, coupled with the appeal of the Huashan School, even if it is for the sake of face, you can only go to the battlefield for a while.

"Amitabha!"

After saying the Buddha's name, Fang Zheng slowly said: "This matter can't be avoided. The Huashan faction, Zhengshou didn't have an excuse to move the calamity out of the realm, and now the Hu Ren sent it to the door.

Whether we like it or not, we must participate in this killing. Maybe this is God's will!

It seems that Li Zhenren is not only the son of luck, but also the way of interpreting the sky. No wonder he can make a breakthrough in this era. "

There are too many legendary things, and you can't even think about it without being misunderstood. Right now Li Mu wants to say that he is not the son of luck, I am afraid that the whole world will not believe it.

At this moment, in Fang Zheng's mind, Li Mu, who had been automatically completed, was able to break through the innate reason: the protagonist of Qi Luck + the way of translating the sky = the innate master.

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"Friends of Huashan faction, what do you mean to block our way?"

Ren Woxing forcibly suppressed his anger and asked.

If it had been a dozen years ago, he wouldn't be too lazy to talk nonsense, so he would just kill it.

The situation is different now. The Huashan School this year is not easy to provoke. Especially the middle-aged man who took the lead, he felt a touch of danger in any way he did.

Although he has confidence in his martial arts and thinks he has a better chance of winning, he can't stand the opponent's backing!

If you can leave everything behind, that's all. But as long as one ran away, their happy life was gone.

Extraordinary last resort, I don’t want to have a party with Huashan so early.

After twelve years of life in the little black house, facing this unfamiliar to terrifying arena, the current archbishop just wants to regain the foundation, and the symmetrical dominance no longer has illusions.

The middle-aged man mocked and said: "Joke, good and evil are not at the same time, do you need a reason to stop you?

Could it be that these retreats drove the brain out. Forgot you to do my job or is the former elder of the Sun Moon God Sect, his hands are covered with the blood of my Huashan disciple? "

The current Sun Moon God Sect and the Five Sacred Sword Sect do not have much hatred, but the former Sun Moon Sect Sect and the Five Sacred Sword Sect are as deep as the sea.

It happens to be the remnant of the former Sun Moon God Sect. He participated in the battle between good and evil 25 years ago, and his hands were stained with the blood of Huashan disciples.

Recognizing the person, Xiang Wentian Zai Ren Woxing whispered in his ear: "Master, this person is the fifty-sixth violent wind swordsman in the ranking.

It was named because of the creation of a strong wind swordsmanship. He didn't make many shots in the arena. No one knows the specific strength.

The people behind him are not simple stuff. All of them are first-rate players in the arena, and the weapons should be used to form a sword formation of pros and cons.

In particular, the Huashan School also has a Big Dipper array, which is very powerful. The Unbeaten East suffered a big loss in the past. If you start your hands, it is absolutely impossible for them to form an array. "

After listening to Xiang Wentian's explanation, Ren Woxing's expression also became solemn.

He knows the front and back of the sword and sword formation. It is said that as long as four first-class players, they can rely on the strength of the formation to hold a super master.

The Big Dipper array is even more prestigious. Although it has only appeared once in the past few decades, it can't stand its record!

If the Huashan disciples in front of them were to come up with a bunch of formations, it would be unknown whether they could leave alive today.

As if he had noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, Linghu on the side bit his scalp and said, "Senior Feng, Senior Ren has not set foot in the arena for a long time. The past is grudges and grievances early..."

Ling Hu Chong was still very confident of his own three-inch tongue. Many of the people in front of the rivers and lakes are all under his efforts to "turn wars into jade".

Of course, that was after being beaten by Ren Woxing first, and then forcibly fed the Three Corpse Brain Pill.

Ignoring Linghu Chong's words, Feng Buping said to Ren Woxing: "It seems that the head of the leader is really flooded.

I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and even his subordinates can't control it. Any little thief can interrupt us to talk, there are no rules at all, it should be taken away by others. "

As a generation of martial arts heroes, with such obvious language stimulation, it is natural that I will not be caught.

It was just that Linghu Chong who was on the side was embarrassed. The other party didn't seem to know him at all, and directly regarded him as a disciple of the Demon Cult.

Just about to explain, Ren Yingying grabbed him and motioned him to shut up and wait and see.

"Okay, Feng Buping. I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and a small character like you is now shaking. It seems that your Huashan School has developed really well in recent years.

Just want to step on Renmou's reputation, it also depends on your ability. As the No. 1 faction in the world, would you be embarrassed to lead someone to besiege? "

After calculating the strength of both sides, Ren Woxing decisively gave up the idea of ​​fighting in groups.

The decent sect is best at shaking people. Even if they defeat this group of Huashan disciples, there will be more Huashan disciples coming.

In contrast, heads-up is more cost-effective. Well-known decent sects all have their own arrogance, and they lose in an upright contest.

Feng Buping smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, as long as you can save your life under Feng's sword today, you will naturally be let go."

As soon as the voice fell, the two fought together. People on both sides backed back tacitly, leaving them plenty of room for fighting.

The sword light flying all over the sky, the flying sand and walking stones rolled up by Star-absorbing Dafa, it was as if the special effects mode had been turned on, and the scene was extremely dazzling.

Watching master fights should be a kind of visual enjoyment, but at this moment Linghu Chong is very worried.

After spending so long in the arena, he is not really stupid. It's just that the beauty is in her arms, and she has never wanted to believe it.

But the scene in front of him, coupled with the weird behavior of a group of people along the way, could not help him not think too much.

As a major disciple of the Emei Sect, he shoulders the important task of rebuilding the Emei Sect. Now that they are entangled with the members of the Demon Cult, it is obvious that there is no "bright" future.

Liu Zhengfeng is an example. Because of the exposure of his friendship with Quyang, not only did he lose his life, but even the Hengshan faction paid a heavy price.

Just looking at the beauties around him, plus the attractive wine, Linghu Chong was still not willing to leave.

With only a sound of "boom", Feng Buping and Ren Woxing were like two cannonballs, shooting to the two sides respectively.

After a dozen steps back in a row, the two people slowly stabilized their bodies. If you count carefully, you will find that Feng Buping is two more steps back than Ren Woxing.

But this is not the point. Looking at the two people's current complexion, it is obvious that they are in better shape when they are not in peace.

On the contrary, it seems to have the upper hand to let it go, now his face is flushed, and his forehead is full of anger and dissatisfaction.

"Good, good, good!"

I called out three times in a row, but I couldn't find a trace of joy on my face. Instead, there was a strong look of jealousy.

After a long time, he slowly said, "It seems that I let someone underestimate the world. I didn't expect you to be able to block the Star-Sucking Dafa!"

The main reason why I can cross the rivers and lakes is the main reason for the hegemony of Star Absorbing Dafa. As long as he gets close to him, his martial arts will be thrown into the water.

However, in the game just now, Ren Woxing suddenly discovered that the Star Absorption Dafa had lost its effect, and could not absorb the uneven internal force at all.

If it hadn't been for the shortcoming of Feng's breakthrough, the cultivation base was far less profound than that of him, and whoever won or lost in the previous battle is still an unknown.

Taking a look at Ren Woxing contemptuously, Feng Buping pretended to be calm and mocked: "Star-sucking Dafa is not a great magical skill. The martial arts that can break your star-sucking Dafa are at least three digits.

I haven't encountered it in the past, it is because the opponents you meet as the leader are weaker than your cultivation base. Even if you don't need to attract stars, you will still win.

If you meet a real master ~www.wuxiahere.com~, your three-legged cat's skills will have already grown grass.

I advise you to leave Middle-earth as soon as possible and find a corner that no one knows to rule the king, so as not to know when you will lose your life. "

After finishing speaking, Feng Buping didn't bring him to stay, so he turned around and left.

The martial arts conference is just around the corner, and his task is just to warn that we will let ourselves be safe. After all, now is the time when the heavens and the earth are killing and plundering, any demon like this can also be used as waste.

It's just that this scene falls into the eyes of Ren Woxing and his party, and the situation is completely different. Such warnings are clearly forcing them to get out of Middle Earth.

After spitting out a spit of blood, Ren Woxing said coldly: "Take our people and prepare to fly east to Fusang!"

If you don't leave, you can beat him with a little-known injustice. It is really no tossing capital to let you go.

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