Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 358
The boy in white boldly asked back: "Who is your Excellency?"

Dao Shen snorted, his face darkened.

The white-clothed boy felt guilty, turned his eyes and said, "We are members of the 'White Crane Sect' in the capital. If you are sensible, please give us an apology. Otherwise, once our master arrives, you will never leave the gate of the capital!"

After hearing this, Dao Shen laughed loudly, "Haha", and said: "The 'White Crane School' is nothing special, and it is not qualified to negotiate with this old man. Get out of here!"

Hearing this, the other party was startled and angry, pointed at the sword god and said, "If you have the guts, report your name!"

Sword God narrowed his eyes, and the boy in white felt his heart was heavy, as if he was pressing down on an invisible hill. With this momentum, it was easier to kill him than to crush an ant.

"During the martial arts conference, the old man will stay in the capital all the time, waiting for you at any time. However, I can remind you that Cao Tianzuo, the big backer of your faction, has to sell some face when he sees the old man. Before coming to the old man, it is best to tell him Find out!"

After finishing speaking, he walked up slowly. The six people were afraid of him, so they made a detour and retreated to the gate.

The white-clothed boy looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Butler Ma, if we leave, what will happen to the people above?"

Although Steward Ma couldn't speak, he realized the seriousness of the situation, so he didn't dare to annoy the sword god any more, so he winked at the five of them.The five white-clothed youths saw the boss and planned to leave, so they picked him up and left the restaurant.

Fang Jianming went up and said, "Father, is the White Crane faction very powerful in the capital?"

Dao Shendao: "There are eight martial arts factions in the capital, one of which is the White Crane Sect. If you want to gain a foothold in the city, you can't do it without a few brushes."

"What are the other seven families called?"

"Let's talk about food and drink!" After speaking, he turned around, grabbed a stunned guy, and asked, "Let me ask you, who are there? What are they doing?"

The guy's face was pale, and he said in panic: "Young one—the young one doesn't dare to offend the old man, please do me a favor, let the young one go!"

Dao Shen was neither smiling nor angry, let go of him, and said: "I'm not a man-eating tiger, what are you afraid of? Tell me, who are there?"

The guy came back to his senses, and said hesitantly: "The little one—the little one doesn't know too well, I only saw monks—there were Taoists, there were nuns, and there were many well-dressed men, all of whom were from the martial arts world. Like you, uncle, and—"

"Who else?"

"There is also a group of people dressed in strange clothes. I heard they are Fusang ronin. These people gather in our shop and don't know what they want to do. The owner is very worried."

Saber God frowned, and said: "There are Fusang wanderers. Tomorrow, shall we drink downstairs, or go up to see what's going on!"

Fang Jianming said: "Father, you have driven away the Baihe faction, if we don't go up and have a look, wouldn't it be a loss?"

"That's right, how can we miss this kind of scene. Dude, bring the food upstairs!"

The two walked down the stairs and went up the stairs. Halfway up, the sword god said via voice transmission: "Ming'er, be careful, there are four people on the left and right sides of the stairs, and there is one person on the top!"

Fang Jianming said via voice transmission: "I see. It's really strange. There is no one downstairs, but there are many people sitting upstairs!"

Just as he was about to reach the stairs, he heard someone say strangely in blunt Chinese: "Your! Who's working? Go down!"

The two ignored it, and the sword god walked ahead. While the other was talking, he went up another level, and half of his head was exposed at the top of the stairs.

Suddenly, a blade of light slashed at the head of the sword god, coming very fast and powerful.

Dao Shen stretched out his hand and grabbed it, like trying to catch a flying fly. He didn't know what kind of trick he used, but he grabbed the bright and sharp knife firmly.

As soon as the knife was in his hands, he found that it was a bit different from the usual knife. Before he could see the shape of the knife clearly, the three lights of the knife slashed at the upper body of the knife god quickly and fiercely. The knife was fierce and powerful.

"Good swordsmanship."

The sword god raised himself upwards, as if he didn't see the three swords that were approaching, but at the moment he got up, he snatched the sword from the first person who swung the sword at him.

"Dangdangdang" sounded three times, and the three figures flew up into the air, circled a few times in the air, and then chose to land in an open space.

The man of the sword god stood firmly on the restaurant, flicked the knife in his hand with five fingers, and praised: "Good knife!" The knife turned in his hand like a toy, and sent it forward, and it was sent into the hand of the knife owner extremely lightly .

"Thank you for the knife!" The knife god said teasingly.

The knife owner felt that something was wrong with the knife. He turned the knife and looked, and was shocked. He saw five holes in the blade, which were obviously caused by the five fingers of the sword god.

With the sword god clearing the way, Fang Jianming walked up to the restaurant very smoothly.

However, before he had time to carefully observe the people in the restaurant, the sword god shouted, "Come down!"

With a "boom", a "heavy object" fell from the roof and fell on the floor.

Fang Jianming took a closer look and saw that it was a warrior with a sword in a strange costume.After the man fell from the roof, he lay on the ground like a dead man, and it seemed that the acupoints had been tapped by the sword god.

Two warriors dressed like him stepped up to help him up, and said angrily, "Bageyalu, Bageyalu..."

Fang Jianming didn't know what they meant, and the knife god's face darkened.

"Fusang people, if you don't clean up the old man again, the old man will cut off your tongue!"

With a flick of the finger, a finger wind was shot out, which unlocked the warrior's acupoints.He hit the opponent's acupuncture point, no one saw clearly what kind of technique it was, but some people saw clearly the technique of unlocking the acupuncture point.

The samurai who had his acupoints unlocked was full of anger, and was about to start scolding, but someone said in a deep voice: "You're stupid!"

Hearing this, the warrior bowed and said, "Hayi!"

All the warriors retreated.

The restaurant was originally very quiet, but after the two came up, they could no longer be quiet, and some people began to whisper.

Fang Jianming raised his head and glanced at the people in the restaurant.

After sweeping this, I was immediately pleasantly surprised.Most of the people present here are members of the Nine Sects, many of them are people he knows, and some of them are people he would like to see even in his dreams.

Seeing Fang Jianming's sudden appearance here, some people who knew Fang Jianming were pleasantly surprised, while others snorted secretly.

Sword God saw one of the monks, laughed, and said: "You master and apprentice are really destined, you can meet him as soon as he comes out. Little monk, long time no see!" Pulling Fang Jianming, he walked over to that person.

When the monk heard this, he smiled wryly, but his heart was both surprised and happy.

The two of them could not walk five steps, and two Fusang warriors stepped out and blocked the way.

The sword god said "hey" and was about to make a move. After the person who spoke just now said a few words in a language that many people could not understand, the two Fuso warriors said "Hai" and retreated.

Fang Jianming heard it strangely, and thought to himself: "Are these Fusang people? They speak so strangely!" Turning his head, he saw that the speaker was a strangely dressed old man with short hair, a thin face, and looked very capable. He was wearing a blue kimono. Sitting on a chair, his waist was straight, and beside him sat three old men who were about his age and dressed in the same clothes.Behind them stood a group of Fusang warriors, all with their arms folded, with special long knives hanging from their waists, and they looked very proud.

Who do you think the sword god is going to meet?This person is none other than Fang Jianming's master Qingcheng.People in the martial arts upstairs, the sword god knows Qingcheng.

Qing Cheng didn't expect to run into Fang Jianming here at all, seeing the two of them going upstairs, he didn't dare to greet them because of the situation upstairs.Many of the people present here are respected by one school, if he shouted loudly, it would be a loss of etiquette.

When the two came close, Qing Cheng hurriedly stood up and gave up his seat, and the sword god didn't delay, and sat down. Fang Jianming greeted Qing Cheng and his master after suffering, and then he and Qing Cheng also found a seat to sit down.

Saber God looked at Da Ku and asked, "You are the headmaster of Shaolin Temple, Ku, the patriarch of Ming'er?"

Daku didn't know the details of the sword master, but seeing him and Fang Jianming coming together, he said they were "friends" and said: "It's the old monk, may I ask who is the benefactor?"

Fang Jianming was amused when he heard that Daku called himself "Old Monk" in front of the sword god, and was about to introduce it to his master.The sword god laughed, and said, "Me? I'm just a man in the rivers and lakes!"

As he spoke, he winked at Fang Jianming and Qing Cheng.Fang Jianming and Qing Cheng wanted to reveal the identity of the Sword God, but the Sword God refused to let them say so, so they had no choice but to give up. The "old monks" who were ridiculously suffering and talked with the Sword God in low voices one by one.

Fang Jianming asked in a low voice: "Master, why are you here? What happened?"

Qing Cheng lowered his voice and said: "Fortunately, seeing that nothing happened to you, I feel relieved as a teacher. I can't explain this matter clearly in a few words. In short, a total of eight families from the Nine Schools of the Central Plains came to this restaurant, as well as the Beggar Gang. , let's stay calm and wait for a good show!"

"What good show?"

"Look, isn't this here!"

As soon as the words were finished, the short-haired old man coughed and said in fluent Chinese: "Your country has extensive and profound martial arts. I am in Fusang, and I have heard a lot of them. Please come here today. I hope you will not misunderstand." , said: "Everyone here is a master of martial arts, so no one dares to come out and have a try?"

An old Taoist smiled "hee hee" and said, "The Martial Arts Conference will be held soon, Mr. Suzuki is a guest of the imperial court, why should we be rude at this juncture?"

Mr. Suzuki smiled faintly, and said: "Master, don't misunderstand, everyone is here today, I just want to experience the magic of your country's martial arts, and I have no other intentions. However, everyone here seems to have no intention of making a move, I don't know What is the reason?"

I saw an old nun with Buddha's dust on her back sneered, and said: "Mr. Suzuki, you invited so many martial arts masters today, aren't you afraid of humiliating yourself?" Her tone was extremely unfriendly.

Mr. Suzuki glanced at the old nun, and said, "This must be the current head teacher of the Emei School, one of the nine sects, right?"

The old nun said in a deep voice, "It's the poor nun!"

"Since the teacher said so, why not start with your Emei sect?"

Master Yuanxing snorted coldly, but he didn't intend to do anything, nor did he tell his disciples to do it.

(End of this chapter)