Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 952 Friends (1)

Zhou Fengdao: "Senior Mo, still remember Nan Zhang Bei Li?"

Mo Wen raised his eyes and said: "Of course I remember. Zhang Xiangfeng of Wudang and Li Muhua, the former master of the Yuan Dynasty, were both influential figures a hundred years ago. Could it be that you are a member of Wudang sect? No, no, your sword skills are complicated and definitely not from the Wudang sect." Swordsmanship, are you Li Muhua's disciple?"

Zhou Feng said: "Exactly."

Mo Wentian smiled and said, "It's no wonder you have such abilities, and it's no wonder you know me." After speaking, he thought of something, his expression darkened, and he sighed.

Suddenly, his eyes became strange, he raised his head, straightened his stooped body, and looked into the distance.

At this time, a tall man wearing a ghost mask and a cloak turned around from a far corner.His steps are not very big, but they are extremely steady, and every step he falls seems to be able to freeze everything on the ground.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

The visitor stopped only when he was two feet away from the stele pavilion, staring at Mo Wentian with a pair of deep and compelling eyes, as if he wanted to see through him.Mo Wentian also looked at him with the same gaze, but what he wanted to see was not the other person's body, but the ghostly face on his face.

No one dared to play tricks in front of Mo Wentian, and this person in front of him was no exception.After the cup of tea time passed, Mo Wentian gave up. The more he watched the other party, the more unpredictable he became, and the more pressure he felt.Frowning slightly, he asked, "Are you the recent Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

Who else could it be besides Fang Jianming, he gave a strange smile and said, "That's right."

Mo Wentian said: "I heard Tianjiuzi tell you about you."

Fang Jianming said: "Oh, I'd like to hear how he evaluates me?"

Mo Wentian smiled and said, "He said you are a rare talent."

Fang Jianming said: "What do you mean by that?"

Mo Wentian said: "He wants to invite you to join Tianjiu Palace."

Fang Jianming laughed loudly, and said: "Unfortunately, I am not interested in power at all. If I am interested in power, I have already made an agreement with Tianjiuzi when I was in Tianshan."

Mo Wentian thought for a while, then suddenly said: "I heard that the batch of ill-gotten wealth has already fallen into your hands?"

Fang Jianming said strangely: "Yes, it's a pity that Tianjiuzi didn't come in person, otherwise, the batch of ill-gotten wealth might belong to him."

Mo Wentian smiled and said: "Compared to those ill-gotten gains, the treasures in the Lingjiu Temple in Dafu are the treasures worthy of the hearts of all martial arts people."

Fang Jianming was startled, and thought to himself: "Sky Vultures didn't go to snatch the ill-gotten gains in person, but came to Dafu Lingjiu Temple to play chess with others. Could it be that Dafu Lingjiu Temple really hides incomparably precious treasures?"

Suddenly he remembered the traitor monk Dacheng from Shaolin Temple who was instigated by Wala back then to pretend to be friends with Master Xuantong, and took advantage of Master Xuantong's unpreparedness to steal the "Tongtian Mirror".

The "Tiantian Mirror" is an extraordinary treasure. Not only can it open the door of the Magic Mountain, but if it is used properly, it can also increase its own strength.However, it is precious, but in the eyes of a master like Tianjiuzi, how can it be worth such a big fight?

Could it be that there are more powerful treasures hidden in the temple?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look towards Zhou Feng.Seeing him looking over, Zhou Feng had already guessed what he was thinking, thought for a while, and said: "Dafu Lingjiu Temple has a long history, and there have been many strange people, but when it comes to treasures, as far as the younger generation knows, it must be Tongtian. The mirror is the most powerful. Could it be that Tianjiuzi came here for the Tongtian mirror?"

Mo Wentian laughed, and said: "Will the Tongtian Mirror be put in the eyes of Tianjiuzi?" After a pause, he said: "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, you are not here simply to watch the fun, you want to know about the What is the treasure, as long as you have passed my level, you will know it when you go to the front of the Daxiong Palace."

Fang Jianming smiled and said, "To be honest, I really don't want to compete with you."

Mo Wentian said: "Do I want to compete with you again? It is my responsibility to offend you." After speaking, he walked out of the stele pavilion.He moved, and Fang Jianming was not idle, but he was moving forward, and Fang Jianming was retreating. He walked out of the stele pavilion, and Fang Jianming retreated a foot from the original place.

At this time, Zhou Feng, Zhu Qiyan, and Meng Sansi all retreated to the side. They knew that once they made a move, the situation would change, so they waited and watched from a distance, for fear of being affected.

Mo Wentian stood still, frowned and said, "Why didn't you make a move?"

Fang Jianming smiled and said: "You are a senior, so I should be courteous."

Mo Wentian laughed out loud, and in the laughter, the five fingers of his left hand suddenly pierced through the air, and the fingers were awe-inspiring.

This catch came in a blink of an eye, if it were someone else, it would be easy to catch, but he knew that Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha was definitely not waiting for nothing, so how could he succeed in this catch?

Therefore, without waiting for the moves to become old, slide under the feet, turn the claws into palms, and shoot out urgently.

This old kung fu is really good, Fang Jianming just avoided his grasp, he felt a strong force hit him in an instant, he quickly flipped his palm, and struck out.

With a "bang", the figures of the two changed.Mo Wentian let out a loud roar, which made Zhou Feng's three people's eardrums buzz.

At this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to be a different person, why did he look like a sick old man again?
His shots are like lightning, like a tiger descending a mountain, and he strikes 24 palms in an instant. The 24 palms were done in one go, it looked like one palm, but it hit Fang Jianming from different directions.

Fang Jianming let out a strange laugh, his body fluttered, and he kept spinning in the palm wind. The turbulent palm force swayed around him, and it might hit him at any time.

Fang Jianming's fighting style is really desperate. Although his muscles and bones are as hard as iron, and he is not afraid of palm strength, Mo Wentian is from the Yuan Dynasty, with deep internal strength. Once he is swept by his palm force, although he may not be able to Wound him, but always make him suffer.He risked himself, it looked like he was gambling.

Strangely, whenever Mo Wentian's palm was about to hit him, he could always dodge it cleverly, and the distance between the two was as small as a hair.

Mo Wentian made 720 strikes madly, he hit [-] palms in total, but he still couldn't catch Fang Jianming, he was surprised.

The rattan in the right hand suddenly flew up and rolled towards Fang Jianming, like a python coming out of a hole.

Fang Jianming was careless for a while, and was almost caught by the cane, but fortunately, his lightness kung fu has surpassed the ordinary, so he turned around and jumped up, with his right foot on the cane, a lightning shot out, and he slapped Mo Wentian with his palm.

Mo Wentian didn't expect him to respond so well, he hastily pulled back and struck back with the cane in his hand at the same time.

Fang Jianming's figure rolled in mid-air, and fell more than ten feet, before his feet landed, Mo Wentian's rattan had already attacked.The rattan is no longer soft this time, but straight as a stick.If you are poked, no matter how strong your body is, it will not be able to bear it.

"it is good!"

Fang Jianming yelled, leaned his upper body, and stretched out his hand in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)