Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 318 What is the fear of death?

The Tianzhu monk opened his eyes slowly, and said with a smile: "Amituofo, when I left Tianzhu, I expected such a day to come. Since I don't live long in this world, I will leave soon. At this moment in the world, if you do something worthy of the martial arts, this person has been injured by my Polo Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, and you will not be able to use martial arts for three months. This old man is also doing his best. There is nothing to regret!" After saying this, he raised his eyes to look at Lu Lin with kind eyes, then turned his eyes to the west, put his hands together with a smile on his face, and said in a long voice: "Amituofo! After finishing speaking, his eyes slowly closed, and he remained still.

Lu Lin's heart trembled, and he called out: "National teacher, national teacher, national teacher..." The Indian monk did not respond, as if he had fallen asleep, he sighed generously, and said, "Amituofo, the Buddha said that I Whoever does not go to hell will go to hell, the god monk deserves it, and it can be said that the merits and virtues have been completed. Prince, the god monk has passed away!" Loudly declared: "Amituofo!" All the monks in Shaolin Temple followed in chorus: "Amituofo!" Flying Master Hong led the six elders and a young Taoist priest and said: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable!" The deafening sound echoed throughout the mountain.

When Lu Lin heard this, his eyes went dark, and he almost passed out. Fortunately, he was supported by a short old man behind him with a fishing rod stuck in his waist.This Indian monk is respected by people in Tianzhu. Lu Lin has been baptized by him since he was born. Over the past 20 years, he has received countless instructions from the Indian monk. The relationship between the two is extremely deep. , how can you not feel sad!The purple-robed old man was the Sun Lord of Blood Hand Sect, he glanced at the Indian monk, "haha" laughed loudly, and said, "Dafang, Feihong, are you still not surrendering?" Dafang looked serious, He said: "Shaolin Temple is an authentic sect of martial arts, what kind of ghosts and monsters are you, dare to speak in such a tone?"

Rigong sneered, and said: "The reputation of Shaolin Temple is indeed very famous, but that was many years ago. Today's Shaolin Temple, if you want to restore the grand occasion of the past, hum, even if you give you a hundred years, you will not be able to do it." !" Da Fang said angrily, "Ignorant and arrogant people dare to slander Shaolin Temple like this. Where are the Eighteen Shaolin Arhats?" As soon as the words fell, only the sound of clothes ripping through the sky came, and eighteen middle-aged monks flew into Da Fang's body In front of them, they waved the wooden sticks in their hands and said in unison: "Master, the Eighteen Arhats are listening!"

Dafang said: "If anyone among them dares to rush up, I, as the head of the sect, will order you to wait and stop me. The enemy's martial arts are strong, you must be careful, and don't underestimate the enemy!" Eighteen middle-aged monks said in unison : "Yes, I respect the decree of the sect master!" After finishing speaking, his figures fluttered and lined up, blocking the two groups of people like a human wall.The Japanese sneered coldly, and said: "Shaolin Eighteen Arhats, I am well-known, since you are not willing to surrender, then don't blame our subordinates for being merciless!" After a pause, he asked: "Dafang, I ask you , A few days ago, did you arrest someone?" Dafang said indifferently: "That person has committed suicide!" The elegant middle-aged man sneered, and said: "Okay, very good!" After thinking about it, Shen Sheng Dafang said: "Dafang, I will give you another chance, will you return or not?" Dafang clasped his hands together and said, "Amituofo, have you ever heard that Shaolin Temple bowed its head to any evil forces?"

Rigong's complexion changed, and he shouted: "Well, you asked for it yourself! Dafang, you see clearly, I will introduce you to some big people who make you scared!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at a gloomy middle-aged The young man smiled and said: "This is the Xinggong of the Sun, Moon, and Xing of our school. Sixty years ago, his name in the martial arts was 'Xie Xiucai'. I wonder if you have heard of it?" Da Fang listened It turned out that this person's name, when Da Fang was young, he had heard of him, although he was not very famous, but I heard that this person is extremely evil, and his martial arts are very high, in terms of age, he is even better than Da Fang He was more than ten years older, and now in his early nineties, but he did not expect that he looked like a middle-aged man.

Mr. Ri pointed to the three ugly old men in long robes, and said with a smile: "These three are guest lords of our sect. Many years ago, people in the martial arts were called the 'Three Monarchs of the Yin Division'. Have you heard of them?" The three old men " Hehe" Smile, it's okay if you don't smile, when you smile, they look even uglier, the Japanese communique announced their nicknames, no one on the side of Shaolin Temple knows their details, Dawu thought for a while, and suddenly his expression changed, Said: "What's the 'Three Lords of the Yin Division', it turned out to be the 'Three Ugly Lords of the Yin Division'. I never thought that you three evil demons are still alive in this world!" It turns out that many years ago, three people appeared on the underworld and killed people like hemp. Their appearance is ugly, and they are called the "Three Ugliests of Yin Division" in the martial arts. They ran rampant in the Northeast for a while, and then disappeared suddenly for unknown reasons. These three people, in terms of seniority, are all of the same generation .

Tao Daheng, the boss of the "Three Monarchs of the Underworld", rolled his eyes and said coldly: "It doesn't matter if the three clowns or the three lords, if Shaolin Temple doesn't return to our sect today, Shaolin Temple will bleed like a river, hum!" Smiling slightly, he pointed at the two weird men and said, "You must have heard of this couple. They are 'Iron King Kong, Pretty Rakshasa' who are powerful in the northwest, and they are also the guests of our sect!"

The couple he was talking about, the man was extremely tall, like a giant, twice as big as the average man, but the woman was petite, less than five feet tall, the eyes of the two were slightly squinted, as if they were talking Sleeping normally, he didn't even look directly at the people present, feeling extremely arrogant.This couple, more than 40 years ago, dominated the Northwest area. In the past ten years, it is said that they have withdrawn from the martial arts. They did not expect that they would become guest ministers of the Xueshoumen. No one knows how high their martial arts are, because they know The people have all died in their hands.

Mr. Sun laughed "haha", and then introduced a few guests. After the guests reported one by one, Da Fang and the others couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, feeling that the strength of the other party was simply frightening!These people are all martial arts masters from many years ago. In terms of status, they are at least in the same generation as Da Fang and others. With so many masters being taken away by the "Blood Hand Sect", it is no wonder that they dare to go to Shaolin Temple and threaten to dominate the martial arts world.As far as these masters in front of them are concerned, blood-handed sects can run wild in the martial arts world, let alone other masters who are unknown to the outside world!
After introducing Ke Qing, the Lord said with a smile: "Others, I don't need to introduce them. They are all 36 Tiangang and 72 Disha people in our sect. Each of them has unique skills and is enough to rule the roost. With your Shaolin Temple, In addition to the Wudang faction, and the martial arts masters who came to help, ask yourself if you can resist it?"

Dafang took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, with a heavy but resolute face, and said, "Amituofo, I never thought that your strength would be so strong, the martial arts world is about to suffer catastrophe, Shaolin Temple is one of the nine schools, although I dare not say You can help justice, but you can’t see demons running rampant and doing anything wrong, Shaolin Temple vows to fight you to the end!" Rigong's face darkened, and said: "Dafang, you don't want to toast or eat fine wine, you have such power, you want to fight with our sect. In the contest, there is no doubt that the mantis is blocking the car, and you are overconfident! Up to now, you have not surrendered!"

Dafang remained silent, thinking about how to deal with it, the real Feihong sneered and said: "Mr. Ri, I know that you are very powerful, but since ancient times, evil has prevailed, and one day, you will all suffer Seeing the scolding and crusade by the decent people!" The Duke of Japan laughed loudly and said: "What is righteousness? What is evil? In the martial arts, the jungle is always preyed on by the jungle, and Confucius' method will not work!" This said After it was over, all the members of the Blood Hand Sect burst out laughing, they seemed to agree with this very much, and Master Feihong said: "You..."

Rigong smiled lightly and said: "Feihong, isn't there a great god in your Wudang sect? Why didn't he come?" Daoist Feihong said: "The old man has already ignored the affairs of the martial arts. If it was many years ago, he would have already taken action. How can you allow you to run rampant here!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of Lord Ri, he was made a fool of himself on the spot by Zhang Xiangfeng that day, and he hated and feared Zhang Xiangfeng, so he sneered and said, "Even if he comes, it won't help!"

Xinggong grinned, his snow-white teeth were cold, he glanced at the eighteen middle-aged monks, and said in a piercing voice: "The Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin is nothing special, if you don't do it, let me do it, twenty moves Within a short time, the Eighteen Arhats will be broken!" After speaking, he walked up slowly.When the eighteen monks saw him coming up, they all waved their sticks and pointed forward in unison. The head monk shouted: "Why is the demon so arrogant, back down quickly!" Xinggong's face darkened, and he shouted: "Okay, I'm a monster, and the monster is going to take you today!" As he spoke, he swayed and grabbed a monk with one hand. His claws were sharp and his hand was extremely fast. The monk swung the stick in his hand and made a move " Shenlong goes out to sea" and swept away.

Xinggong sneered, jumped up suddenly, and kicked the top of the monk's head with his kick. The kick came so fast that the monk had no time to dodge. The kick was about to hit the monk. At this time, the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin had already The three monks struck the top of Xinggong's head with three sticks from behind. Xinggong's body turned around, and the wind from his legs blew across the monk's face. Dao Qi Jin blocked the figures of the ten monks rushing forward, and then floated towards the two monks, clapped his palms, and the wind from the palms was blown out, and the two monks hadn't moved yet When he rushed forward, he felt the wind blowing, his whole body was uncomfortable, his feet slipped, and he hurriedly dodged away.

Xinggong laughed sinisterly, and said: "I will see which of you dares to come up!" His palms were swung continuously, and gusts of wind blew up in all directions, eighteen monks formed an formation, and surrounded Xinggong layer by layer. In the center, the wooden stick in his hand whistled and turned into eighteen stick shadows, fighting against the wind like overwhelming mountains and seas.

(End of this chapter)