Chapter 122: Grandmaster Dharma is still alive?! 【Six more subscriptions】.

Before the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, a group of heroes gathered.

Many jianghu sects came to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

Qiao Feng, it should be said that Xiao Feng, is extraordinary.

“Is this Xiao Feng, the leader of the Gang? What a strong man. ”

“Who said it wasn’t, it’s a pity that he actually killed his adoptive parents with his own hands, it’s really inferior to the beast.”

“That’s right, in the end, it is the Khitan dog thief, it is so shameless……… Poor Qiao Sanhuai and his wife really raised a white-eyed wolf. ”

Xiao Feng’s expression was serious, and his attention had been on the Shaolin Temple, and he wanted to wait for the Shaolin Temple to give him an explanation.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall, the many senior monks of the Shaolin Temple frowned.

“Since Xiao Feng’s benefactor has already come……… Then Lao Gu will give Xiao Shizhu an explanation, and his mother died at our hands. ”

Abbot Xuanci said.

“Senior Brother in charge………… You are the head of my Shaolin Temple, how can this be? ”

Master Kongwen said.

“What Senior Brother Kong Wen said is very true, not to mention that this matter was provoked by that Murong Bo…”

Master Fang Zheng also said.

“Amitabha, since all the heroes have arrived outside the mountain gate, I should have an explanation.”

Abbot Xuanci has made up his mind.

Many senior monks of Shaolin Temple followed Abbot Xuanci out.

Outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, high-rollers from all over the world have arrived.

Duan Zhengchun, the king of Zhennan of Dali, and his son Duan Yu, Murong Fu of the Gusu Murong family, the thief marshal Chu Liuxiang, the Great Qin Xingsu Haiding Chunqiu, the four evil people and many other jianghu forces.

Lu Xiaofeng, who has always liked to make fun, also came, and the king of stealing kings, Sikong picked stars.

Seeing that Chu Liuxiang was also there, Lu Xiaofeng smiled and glanced at the Sikong Xingxing beside him.

“Today, the thief Saint Chu Liuxiang is here, I don’t know how your star-picking stealing technology compares to the thief marshal?”

Lu Xiaofeng asked.

Sikong Xingxing glanced at Chu Liuxiang, and he had some admiration in his heart, this Chu Liuxiang is really the most temperamental man under the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng, who had four eyebrows, was slightly inferior to him.

“In other aspects, I dare not say, in terms of light industry, I think I will not lose to the thief Saint Chu Liuxiang.”

Sikong Xingxing said.

“Today is really a master, even Ding Chunqiu of the Star Sea is here…”

Lu Xiaofeng said.

“Xiao Feng, the former gang leader of the Qihang Gang, Chu Liuxiang, the power gang Liu Suifeng, Cihang Jingzhai Master Concubine Xuan, Jing Nian Zen Sect Void Master and that one……… I don’t know it under it. ”

Sikong Xingxing said in surprise.

Lu Xiaofeng followed Sikong Xingxing’s gaze and saw a tall figure, dressed in white, with a high nose and deep eyes, a brown and yellow face, heroic spirit, eyes like a sword, very sharp, and a sonorous voice like metal.

“If I am not mistaken, this one should be the senior Ouyang Feng, the owner of the White Camel Mountain Villa.”

Lu Xiaofeng said.

Sikong Xingxing was very surprised.

“It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that there are five masters in the Great Song Dynasty, the Eastern Evil and the West Poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor, and the Zhongshen Tong……… It is rumored that the Divine Power King Chongyang Daoist has passed away, and now only these four masters remain. ”

Lu Xiaofeng bowed: “Not bad, this senior Ouyang has profound martial arts, it is rumored that his martial arts have reached the middle stage of the grandmaster, and the toad skill is even more unique.” ”

“I don’t know……… Will the Blue Dragon Society people come? ”

Sikong Xingxing suddenly asked.

Lu Xiaofeng’s heart moved, this kind of scene, such an occasion, the Green Dragon Society should come.

Shaolin Temple, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

A thin monk in a green robe is sweeping the floor with a broom. This monk is not young, and his sparse long whiskers are already completely white.

This old monk seems to have become one with this Tibetan scripture pavilion.

But at this moment, there was suddenly another person in the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

A white-clothed Shengxue young man with a pale face.

The old monk Gujing Bubo’s eyes fluctuated a little more.

“With Your Excellency’s martial arts, it seems that you can’t look down on the martial arts of the Shaolin Temple, right?”

The old monk said.

“It is rumored that there is a sweeping monk in the Tibetan scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple with strong martial arts, and nothing can be detected in Shaolin Temple in the past few decades.”

The caller said.

The old monk did not answer, and continued to sweep the floor: “In the past hundred years in the rivers and lakes, the most terrifying forces in the rivers and lakes are none other than the Green Dragon Society, ninety years ago, a generation of heroes Shen Tianjun died in the hands of the Green Dragon Society……… If the old monk is not mistaken, Your Excellency is the Great Dragon Chief of the Blue Dragon Society, Bai Yuchuan, right? ”

“Not bad, the old monk has good eyesight, it is really not easy for this Great Tang Martial Arts Taishan Beidou of the Shaolin Temple to give birth to a master like Your Excellency…”

Bai Yuchuan said.

“The Great Dragon Head is really prestigious, and there are many more senior monks in Shaolin Temple who are profound in Buddhism than the old monks.”

The sweeping monk said.

“This Shaolin Temple has now become a place where dirt and dirt are hidden, not to mention the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuanci and the monk Yuanzhen……… Murong Bo and the Khitan people of the Murong family hid in this Tibetan scripture pavilion for decades. No one even knows. ”

The old face of the sweeping monk was a little more surprised.

“Sure enough……… There was nothing in the world that the Great Dragon Head did not know, and the old monk thought that only he knew about Murong Bo of Xiao Yuanshan. ”

Bai Yuchuan smiled.

“Lao Gu can see that the Great Dragon Head’s martial arts are already invincible in the world, so why come to the Shaolin Temple?”

The sweeping monk asked.

“The master thinks that he values the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple?”

“With the martial arts of the Great Dragon Head, it is not normal to see the stunts of the Shaolin Temple, and no one in the Shaolin Temple has been able to practice all the seventy-two stunts for so many years.”

The sweeping monk said.

Bai Yuchuan shook his head: “No, if it were fifty years ago, no one might have been able to practice the seventy-two stunts, but now someone has practiced…………… If you are not wrong under 2.3, Dharma Ancestor is the only master who has practiced the seventy-two stunts. ”

“Grandmaster Dharma has passed away.”

The sweeping monk said.

“Others may believe this, but this seat will not believe it… Everyone thought that Grandmaster Dharma had passed away, but no one knew that his old man’s martial arts had reached a very profound level……………… In the whole world, there are not many people who can compare with him. ”

The sweeping monk still had a solemn expression, and the ancient well was not waved.

“Master……… It should be the only boy under Dharma Ancestor at the beginning, right? ”

The sweeping monk’s face changed suddenly, his expression was very serious, and he was even more surprised.

Bai Yuchuan smiled and looked at the sweeping monk, and suddenly there was another person in this Tibetan scripture pavilion.



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