When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 235 The monk begged for flowers and had a verbal quarrel

When Zhang Sanfeng heard that Shaolin and the Beggar Gang had arrived, he personally led his disciples to welcome them out. People from all walks of life in the hall got up and followed the Wudang people to the outside of the hall.

Zhang Sanfeng took the lead and walked straight to the steps at the end of the square. He laughed and said: "Old Taoist, why should I care about living a hundred years? It's uneasy to alarm so many friends. Now even Shaolin, Huashan and the Beggar Clan are here. Old Taoist I’m really scared.”

Then someone at the bottom of the stairs responded with a loud voice: "Amitabha, Master Zhang's words are too modest! Shaolin Abbot Kong Wen, together with his junior disciples Kongzhi and Kongxing, wish Master Zhang a long life and eternal blessings."

Everyone behind them rushed to look, and saw an old monk with white eyebrows and long eyebrows, like an Arhat, walking in the middle. On the right was an old monk with a body like a diamond and a majestic appearance. On the left was an old monk with a sad face. The appearance is that the body shape is ricket.

Behind the three people were nine strong warrior monks.

Someone in the crowd who knew him pointed to his companions and said, "The one in the middle with long eyebrows and eyes is the monk Kongwen, the strong one is the monk Kongxing, and the one with a sad face like losing money is the monk Kongzhi. , those behind are all eminent monks of the Yuan generation..."

After the Shaolin sect, another person smiled and said: "Yes, Master Zhang's birthday is a major event in the martial arts world. Besides, there have been many troubles in the world recently, and I want to ask Master Zhang to make a just decision."

Everyone looked and saw that the speaker was a strong man of about forty. He was dressed in white and had a long sword hanging on his waist. He had a dignified appearance. There were two old men on the left and right, one tall and one short, both carrying single swords. He was followed by more than ten disciples.

When he said these words, someone suddenly laughed: "What's the point of just judgment? Today is his birthday, and I'm here to beg for a bowl of birthday noodles. Do we still want to force Master Zhang to be the parent official in the yamen? Tsk tsk, dignified' raise I, the swordsman, don't understand the truth better than we beggars."

Shi Feilong sighed: "It can be seen that we are evil guests who come uninvited. Wudang is not like Shaolin Temple. It has good relations with the Yuan Dynasty and has extensive land. Look at how hard it is to force people to come. There are not enough tea cups at home."

Ye Guhong shouted happily: "Brother, you want to harm my little brother!"

A kite turned over and jumped out from the crowd. It flew a few feet and landed in front of Shi Feilong. Shi Feilong hugged him and laughed loudly: "Brother, I know you are a must in any lively place!"

After saying that, he picked up the big bowl, and without fear of burning it, he took a sip, wiped his mouth, and laughed.

Kong Zhi stood up, his face became increasingly bitter, and shouted: "Chief Shi, you can ask for money, but you can't say whatever you want. What does it mean to be friends with Yuan Ting?"

When everyone looked at them, they saw more than ten beggars. The leader was a man with a rough appearance and a red face and big ears. He was none other than the leader of the Beggar Clan, "Gold and Silver Palm" Shi Feilong!

In the midst of the commotion, Zhang Sanfeng personally led the crowd back to the main hall and took their seats. Tea was poured out of a large bowl and served to everyone from Shaolin, Huashan and the Beggar Clan. When they saw the bowl, they were both laughing and crying.

Throughout the dynasties, no one has treated Shaolin more generously than the Yuan Dynasty. The abbot of Shaolin, Zen Master Fuyu, served as the Grand Priest of the Yuan Dynasty. Later, the abbots were also monks with salaries.

Shi Feilong said with a cold face: "Hey, do you dare to do it but don't admit it? Doesn't your senior brother Kong Wen hold an official position in Yuan Ting? Didn't he accept the offerings from Yuan Ting?"

Someone with good ears and eyes would inevitably take the opportunity to show off: "Don't you know him? Haven't you heard of the name 'Emei Golden Boy'? The White-feathered Condor was defeated by him. Legend has it that he is the number one master of the younger generation!"

Many people in the crowd were surprised: "How old is this Emei disciple? How can he be called a brother to the leader of the Beggar Clan?"

It's just that the Shaolin Temple concealed these things very well, and most of the heroes from all over the world had never heard of them. Now that Shi Feilong revealed it, most of the heroes from all over the world looked surprised.

Ye Feihong was overjoyed and thought that my big brother is really powerful. He was about to follow the fire, but he saw Kong Wen stood up, clasped his hands, and sighed: "Amitabha, doesn't Master Shi know that the world is difficult, and many things are difficult to control by others? Shaolin Sect Mountain Gate Guangda, the imperial court insists on canonization, what can the poor monks and others do? However, these things are a long story, let’s not discuss them for now. Today, the poor monks and brothers are here. One is to congratulate Zhang Zhenren’s birthday, and the other is to ask Zhang Wuxia about two things. , The first is ten years ago, Zhang Wuxia killed seventy-one of my Shaolin sect Longmen Escorts, and killed three Shaolin monks. How should these seventy-four lives be ended? The second is that my senior brother Kongjian Master, in his life Out of compassion, he was brutally attacked by Xie Qian, so please let Zhang Wuxia know the whereabouts of the evil thief Xie Qian."

The heroes all nodded after hearing this, yes, everyone gathered in Wudang today. They were on business, but they were almost led astray by Shi Feilong. Shi Feilong refused to give up, and sneered: "The scandal of your family is a long story, but when you question the Wudang Clan, you are the first and the second, so why don't you think it's a long story?"

After he said these words, the heroes were moved again, wondering why the Beggar Gang was so strong today? The Wudang Clan was the one responsible. Before he could say anything, he had sex with Shaolin first. He kept pressing on with his words, but he didn't leave any dignity to Shaolin!

However, Ye Guhong knew that Shi Feilong was rescued by himself and Wudang when he was at his lowest point. He followed Wudang to the west, learned the Dragon Subduing Palm, and obtained the Toad Pill Cauldron Skill. Later, Yuan Ting masters surrounded and killed him, and he was also Emei. , Wudang took action, so he was determined to stand in the same camp as Emei Wudang.

The three Shaolin monks came to Wudang in an aggressive manner to demand punishment. But now that the real master of Wudang was gone, Shi Feilong bit them like a vicious dog, and he couldn't help but secretly get angry.

Kong Wen raised his eyebrows, and a divine light suddenly appeared in his eyes. He stared at Shi Feilong and said: "Gang Leader Shi has repeatedly made trouble for our sect. Could it be that the blood feud between those seventy-four lives and my senior brother Kong Jian, you have to take responsibility for Wudang?" Are you going to get off?"

When he spoke, his voice rumbled and rolled, showing his extremely strong and exquisite inner strength.

When the heroes heard this, they were all moved, thinking that the three Shaolin monks were so famous, and they were indeed well-deserved.

Shi Feilong was unafraid, raised his chin, and said proudly: "What? Just a few dozen lives, can't our beggar gang afford it?"

Behind him, the two elders who taught the martial arts and enforced the law stood up together, each staring fiercely at the Shaolin monks.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Wudang showed moved expressions, thinking that the people in the Beggar Clan were very good friends, and it was worthwhile for them to make friends with each other.

Kongzhi's expression became increasingly miserable, and he shouted loudly: "How dare a group of beggars speak such nonsense! In that case, senior brother, let's fight against the beggar gang first, and then ask Wudang for justice!"

Seeing the tense situation between the two sides, Ye Guhong suddenly interjected: "Hey, does the monk look down on beggars? As a fellow beggar begging for food, the monk still wants alms from the donors? Is there any difference? Ah, yes, yes, you guys have it. The Yuan Dynasty rewarded the land and became a big landowner. Naturally, he forgot the roots. Hey, the Buddha said that all the four things are empty, but you are full of fat and fat. There are gold mountains and silver seas hidden in the room. I am afraid that the little bitches may not be without them. There is no mention of wine, sex and wealth. So empty, so I look down on the beggar gang."

Kongzhi's internal and external skills are all excellent, and he has mastered eleven of the seventy-two Shaolin skills, ranking first in contemporary Shaolin. However, he is a bit narrow-minded. Hearing Ye Guhong's ridicule, he was furious and looked at him with a pair of old eyes.

Ye Guhong was naturally not afraid, and pointed at him and said: "Look, everyone, the eyes of murderers and robbers may not be so fierce. Haha, three great monks? I see that you, a monk, have been possessed by the devil for a long time. You should be called the Demon Monk."

Mo Shenggu beamed with joy, clapped his hands and said, "Junior brother Gu Hong, I was extremely opposed to your abandonment of literature and martial arts. You have such extraordinary literary talent, you should take the top exam."

Ye Guhong curled his lips and said: "I don't bother to take the first prize in the Yuan Dynasty. Do you think everyone is a demon monk and is willing to be a dog for the Mongols?"

Mo Shenggu laughed: "Oh, when did the dog offend you and insult the dog like this?"

In today's world, it is considered politically correct to criticize Yuan Ting. Although most of the heroes came to embarrass Wudang, they couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing these words.

Kong Zhi's face turned red and he roared angrily. He moved, but was stopped by Kong Wen's cross-arm.

Kong Wen's eyebrows stood straight up. He saw Ye Guhong standing next to Miejie and knew he was an Emei disciple. He looked at Master Miejie and said, "Master Miejie, you and I are from the same lineage of Buddhism. Now the Emei disciples are talking nonsense. As the leader, do you care or not?"

Miejie said coldly: "He said something wrong, so the poor nun will naturally take care of it, but these few words, do you think he said something wrong?"

(End of this chapter)