Copying the heavens begins with Tianlong

Chapter 48 Arrogance
today.

A martial arts conference was held in Shaolin. Heroes from the Central Plains gathered together, and the atmosphere was tense and lively.

"All the heroes came to Shaolin today, and our temple is full of glory."

In front of the mountain gate, Abbot Xuanci took the lead in welcoming guests from all directions.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"Abbott, you're welcome."

"After ten years of separation, Abbot Xuanci remains the same!"

……

The heroes all clasped their fists in return.

Now it is June 15th, the weather is hot, heroes from all over the world have arrived and gathered here.

Outside the mountain gate, I saw crowds of people, gathering in small and small groups to talk.

Tubo Dalunming King Jiumozhi, Dali Zhennan King Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yanqing and others, as well as Jianghu sects such as the Beggar Clan, Qingcheng Clan, Kongtong Clan, Tiezhang Clan, Funiu Clan and others came one after another.

There were thousands of people in front and behind.

Murong Fu in disguise, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo lurking in Shaolin are also hiding in the dark, waiting for opportunities.

It can be said that most of the famous experts in Tianlong are gathered here.

The difference is that due to the butterfly effect brought by Lin Yaodong, the Shaolin Conference was held two years in advance. Xu Zhu and You Tanzhi did not have any adventures, so their abilities were mediocre and they could not stand out in such a grand event, and they were invisible to the crowd.

On the contrary, it was Jiumozhi. Because Xu Zhu failed to obtain the skills and martial arts of the Three Elders of Xiaoyao, and when the sweeping monk was not available, no one in Shaolin knew the "Small Wuxiang Kung", which allowed Jiumozhi to show some speciousness. With seventy-two unique skills, his skills shocked everyone. He defeated several Shaolin masters of Xuanzi generation in a row, stole the show, and severely slapped Shaolin in the face.

The start was unfavorable, and when the monks were feeling disgraced, Ding Chunqiu led the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect to come.

"Old Immortal Xingxiu, his magic power is boundless."

"My magical power is vast, and my law can control the Central Plains."

Seeing that those sent by the stars are not good.

Xuan Qi's lucky dantian shouted loudly: "Jie Arhat Formation!"

The five hundred monks dispersed quickly like an orderly army. Red clothes flashed and gray shadows rolled. The five hundred monks dispersed in clusters in the east and in teams in the west, spreading over the mountains and plains.

The heroes have long heard the name of the Shaolin Sect's Arhat Formation, but for more than a hundred years, the Shaolin Sect has never performed it before outsiders, and no one has ever seen it except the monks of the temple.

However, I saw a group of monks dressed in different colors, red or grey, yellow or black, with different weapons, knives or swords, staffs or shovels. Everyone was running like flying, and in an instant they surrounded the core of the Xingxiu Sect disciples.

The Xingxiu sect has thousands of people, twice as many as the surrounding Shaolin monks, but most of them are newly recruited rabble, fighting alone, each with some skills.

I have never experienced such a battle in formation, and they couldn't help but panic. The voices praising the old immortal Xingxiu also weakened greatly. Many people fell silent, secretly thinking that they would instead sing the praises of "Shaolin Holy Monk". " idea.

"Ding Chunqiu of the Xingxiu faction, you come to my Shaoshi Mountain and challenge my Shaolin. All heroes, please watch from the sidelines and watch how my Shaolin fights against the master from the West."

Abbot Xuanci spoke, and the surrounding martial arts people all moved away to avoid being affected by the fight.

The Shaolin disciples wanted to regain some face from the Xingxiu Sect, so they all held weapons and stared at them eagerly.

Jiumozhi is King Maharaja of Tubo and a disciple of Buddhism. It is not easy for them to bully the minority, but the Xingxiu Sect is a heretical sect and has no scruples in fighting.

Ding Chunqiu, who was sitting on the bamboo chair, was startled by the battle. He knew that if the two parties fought, the Xingxiu Sect would definitely suffer. He immediately snorted coldly and pointed at Xuanci with his feather fan: "Abbot Xuanci, you Shaolin self-proclaimed In my opinion, the leader of the martial arts community in the Central Plains is really not worth mentioning."

"Today we will compete. The winner will be the leader of the martial arts league. The loser will obey the orders of the leader of the martial arts league and must not violate them."

Glancing at the faces of the heroes, Ding Chunqiu added: "All the heroes in the world are gathered at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain today. If anyone is dissatisfied, he can challenge the leader of the martial arts alliance."

The implication is that he is already the leader of the martial arts alliance.

In fact, he used a provocative method to challenge Xuanci in a duel.

Seeing the presence of Old God Ding Chunqiu and his calm and relaxed appearance, all the disciples responded one after another.

"Yes."

"The old immortal Xingxiu arrived, and the monks of Shaolin Temple died one by one without a burial place."

"In the world of martial arts, only the Xingxiu sect is orthodox, and all others are heresy."

Those disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, before they learned their skills, first learned the art of flattering their master. More than a thousand people filled their ears with praises, and Shaoshi Mountain was full of praises.

Some people even took out gongs, drums, flutes and flutes, and played or played, making it really lively.

Ding Chunqiu stroked his white beard and narrowed his eyes, feeling smoky and swaying, as if he was drunk with mellow wine, which was very satisfying.

When all the heroes present heard this, they were all furious. They thought that you, a foreign monster, had no virtues and abilities, but you actually wanted to be the leader of the martial arts alliance. It was simply wishful thinking. Then they all turned to look at Abbot Xuanci to see how he would respond.

Xuanci was not sure that he could defeat Ding Chunqiu, so he immediately said: "The Xingxiu Sect is a sect from the Western Regions, not a fellow martial artist of our Song Dynasty. Whether we, the Song Dynasty, establishes a martial arts leader or not has nothing to do with the Xingxiu Sect."

"Even if the martial arts colleagues in the Central Plains want to elect a leader for coordination, it is inconvenient for you to participate."

All the heroes nodded in response: "Not bad! Not bad!"

"What Abbot Xuanci said is true."

"Old monster Xingxiu is a demon from a foreign country. How can he try to be the leader of my Central Plains martial arts world?"

“Abbott Shaolin’s words are wrong!”

Seeing the excitement among the crowd, Ding Chunqiu shook his feather fan and said slowly: "I am a native of Qufu, Shandong Province. I was born in a country of saints. I founded the Xingxiu Sect by my own hand. How can we say it is a sect from a foreign country in the Western Regions?"

"Although the Xingxiu Sect lives in the Western Region, it is just a place where I temporarily live in seclusion. If you say that the Xingxiu Sect is a Fanbang sect, then Confucius is also a Fanbang sect. It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"

"Speaking of foreign countries in the Western Regions, Shaolin martial arts originated from Patriarch Bodhidharma of Tianzhu, and even Buddhism is a product of foreign countries in the Western Regions. Shaolin Temple has also become the Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains martial arts." "You can sit in Shaolin, why can't I, the Xingxiu Sect?"

"If you are self-aware and are not my opponent, you just need to be willing to be inferior and recommend me as the leader of the martial arts alliance. It is not necessary to take action."

These few words are full of sarcasm, and they clearly believe that Xuanci is cowardly and evasive because he knows he is outmatched.

"Amitabha!"

At this point, in order to safeguard the reputation of Shaolin, Xuanci had to stand up even though he knew it was a provocation: "Ding Chunqiu, since you insist on fighting me, I have no choice but to accompany you."

Looking slowly at the heroes, Xuanci said loudly: "Heroes in the world, everyone has witnessed it with their own eyes today. Please be a witness. This battle has nothing to do with the position of the leader of the martial arts league. It is only to rectify my name as Shaolin."

Xuanci was not sure about defeating Ding Chunqiu, so he naturally did not dare to gamble with the leader of the martial arts alliance.

This statement clearly tells everyone that this is a competition between Shaolin and the Xingxiu Sect and has nothing to do with the affairs of the martial arts leader.

Even if Ding Chunqiu wins, it will only be against Shaolin, and there will be no prize money!

The heroes all echoed: "We are all witnesses."

They also did not want to bet the throne of the martial arts leader on this battle, and Abbot Xuanci's words were exactly what they wanted.

I saw Xuanci take a few steps forward and put his palms together, which was the starting position of the Great Vajra Palm, "Homage to the Tathagata". His face looked kind and approachable, but the belt of the monk's robe shot out straight to the left and right, which shows that this move There is a very deep inner strength in it.

Ding Chunqiu jumped down from the bamboo chair and struck out with a palm in the air.

The palms of the two collided in mid-air, with a popping sound that canceled each other out, but two chissing sounds were heard. The two ends of the belt around Xuanci's waist were cut off at the same time, and flew out to the left and right.

Ding Chunqiu's skill was slightly weaker and he was knocked back a few steps. He immediately grabbed a disciple and threw it towards Xuanci.

Xuanci had long heard that Ding Chunqiu was good at using poison skills. He was a Shaolin eminent monk. Naturally, he could not use Shaolin disciples as hidden weapons like Ding Chunqiu did. So he used Shaolin's "Kasaya Demon Subduing Skill", and the cassock on his body was moved by the internal force. , flew out and entangled the Xingxiu sect members who were smashing in mid-air.

He only heard a hissing sound, and then smelled a smell of burning smell. He quickly held his breath and retreated.

With a "pop" sound, the cassock wrapped around the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect fell to the ground. The person inside had turned black all over, and the cassock was contaminated with poison and could not be worn.

"Hahaha, what a cassock demon subduing skill, Abbot Xuanci, I want to see how many clothes you have to take off?"

Ding Chunqiu's "Corrugated Corpse Poison" was extremely vicious. He could grab a living person and throw it at the enemy. In fact, he would have killed the person with just one grasp. The poison fed in his hand seeped into the blood, causing the person to lose his ability. His whole body was covered with corpse poison. If the enemy used his palm to swipe that person away, he would definitely be exposed to corpse poison.

Even if it is pushed away with a sword, the corpse poison will be stained on the palm of the hand along the sword.

Even if you dodge to avoid it, or strike with martial arts skills such as splitting the air, you will inevitably be attacked by the poisonous gas.

Seeing that this was extremely poisonous, Xuanci was wary and shouted: "Ding Chunqiu, you are an evil sect of martial arts. How can you be the leader of the martial arts alliance if you are so vicious?"

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said: "Martial arts are all used to kill people. There is no distinction between good and evil sects. If you are afraid, just admit defeat in public. The old immortal can allow you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light and become a disciple of my Xingxiu sect."

"The Shaolin Temple will be renamed 'Xingxiu Shaolin Branch' from now on. I will account for 70% of all the incense money. The old immortal will not care about other things."

The monk who originally didn't say anything when he saw the abbot suffering a loss, heard that Ding Chunqiu wanted to use Shaolin's sesame oil money, and the surrounding monks turned into angry-looking kings, and their fighting spirit reached its peak in an instant.

"Insanity!"

"Abbott, when dealing with this kind of evil heretic, there is no need to talk to him about moral principles. Let's go together."

"Exterminate demons and protect the Tao, let us save him!!"

……

Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.

It was almost as if Ding Chunqiu had a grudge against them for killing his father, so he had to kill him!
Some people from the Xingxiu Sect saw that something was wrong and wanted to escape, but were knocked down with sticks and wailed for mercy.

"Humph, you offended the abbot and still want to leave."

"You are evil and evil, you must die!"

Ding Chunqiu was startled by the fierceness of the monks around him.

The rules of the arena are to challenge one to another. These monks don’t follow martial ethics!
"Ding Chunqiu's life is mine."

Just when the situation was tense, Lin Yaodong, who had just taken over a business, rode Chasing Feng and took the lead.

On both sides of him were Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, A'Zhu and A'Zi who were also riding horses.

Behind them are the men and horses of Piaomiao Peak, all swordsmen in black, with Wang Yuyan, Li Qingluo and Wu Xingyun in the middle, moving forward in a mighty manner.

"It's Lin Yaodong!"

"This devil is really here!"

"Kill this thief."

"Kill!"

A group of people from the martial arts world who had never met before howled and drew their weapons and rushed towards Lin Yaodong.

"Protect Mr. Lin!"

The female disciples in black from Lingjiu Palace drew their swords one after another, performed Qing Kung Fu, and stepped forward to suppress the formation.

For a moment, many attribute panels appeared in front of Lin Yaodong's eyes, but they were all second-rate and third-rate items, not worth mentioning.

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