Gusu South Murong

Half a month later, Mount Shaoshi will go down!

A group of two strange young people appeared here, came to the foot of the mountain, looked up at the towering Shaoshi Mountain, one of them looked a little curious, and then they paused for a while, without stopping, and went directly to Shaoshi walked down the mountain.

Time passed slowly, and a huge white rock appeared in front of the two of them. On the rock, there were three big characters engraved flying like dragons and phoenixes. They were as powerful as the stone tablet, and there was a sense of peace between the lines. There was an indescribable tranquility in my heart!

But the two of them just glanced at each other and didn't care anymore, but continued to move forward...

Today's Shaoshi Mountain has changed a lot from what it used to be. An extremely long stone road leads directly to the Daxiong Palace. At a glance, it looks like a winding python, all the way up the mountain range, and finally disappears in the dark clouds far away. Walking on it, there is an illusion of being extraordinarily small. [

The Shaolin School, passed down continuously from generation to generation by its Bodhidharma ancestors, has made this ancient sect famous in the Central Plains, if not because 15 years ago, the current Patriarch of the Gusu Murong Clan, Gusu Nan Murong I am afraid that the prestige of the Shaolin faction will be even stronger if I challenge the Shaolin faction alone!

The reason is that after the new abbot of Shaolin succeeded to the throne, under his construction, the Shaolin faction finally got a great change. At the same time, it changed the image of the past, and gradually regained the reputation of the once famous master in the Central Plains. prestige!

The pace of the two people was not in a hurry, and they walked slowly towards the top of the mountain step by step. On both sides of the mountain road, there were many big trees. These trees were quite huge. It should be very long ago, at this time, one of them said to the person beside him: "Murong Ze, we have a task this time. Father asked us to send this sticker on the sword to the abbot of Shaolin, you are not allowed to mess around again. "

"Don't worry!" Murong Ze walked on the stone steps, rolled his eyes at Murong Tuo and said, "By the way, brother, do you know who this abbot of Shaolin is? Is he worthy of father's attention?"

Murong Tuo was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "I don't know, since Dad ordered us to give him a sticker on the sword, then this Shaolin abbot's martial arts should be very powerful. Otherwise, Dad wouldn't pay so much attention to it!"

After the words fell, Murong Ze also slowly looked away, with a trademark smirk on his face, and a sly cunning in his eyes...

After that, he was too lazy to stay on the stone steps, and directly took Murongtuo's hand.Exercising lightness kung fu, the pace gradually accelerated, and then he almost ran straight towards the top of the mountain. With the speed of the two of them, he successfully reached the top of the mountain in less than a few cups of tea. .

Outside the Daxiong Palace.The atmosphere is peaceful. Although the area here cannot be compared with the Mingjiao Guangmingding, it is still quite large. Even if it can accommodate thousands of people, it is not a problem at all. The densely packed Shaolin disciples are practicing neatly, one by one. The voices of loud shouts gathered together.The momentum is quite huge.

"Hey!" "Hey!"

Among the peaceful Shaolin sect, two figures suddenly flashed out, and immediately mixed with a rather impressive momentum, they flew over from a distance, directly passed the Zhike monk outside the temple, and rushed towards the most central one. The main hall.

"Who dares to break into the Shaolin faction?" When these two figures appeared, they were among the Shaolin faction.Some shouts of anger suddenly resounded in the sky, and immediately only the sound of "咻咻" resounded, and the figures of Shaolin disciples were heard one after another.It is falling from a distance.

As soon as the two figures landed, there were more than a dozen Shaolin monks standing behind them, all holding weapons in their hands. The two leading monks were both in their fifties, and each carried a handy shovel in their hands. Han Guang, the eyes of those two monks were piercing, and they knew their inner strength was profound at the first sight.

Looking at the many Shaolin disciples who suddenly appeared, Murong Tuo also gave a wry smile, looked at Murong Ze beside him and said: "I really regret coming here with you?!"

"Just now you came in with me using lightness kung fu, now I'm the only one to blame?" Murong Ze spread his hands, and said to Murong Tuo with a innocent face: "It's useless to say anything now, let's defeat what they are talking about first." !"

Hearing Murong Ze's words, Murong Tuo's face twitched uncontrollably, what do you mean I am with you?Isn't it too shameful for this guy to speak?Obviously you dragged me up here...

"Chong!"

When Murong Ze and Murong Tuo were arguing, the atmosphere was tense to an unbearable level, and soon, someone finally couldn't help it anymore, stabbing the crescent shovel in his hand towards Murong Ze like lightning.

However, Murong Ze was in a state of extreme caution. As soon as this person moved, he was spotted by him, and the internal force in his body immediately circulated. Immediately, he tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and attacked the sneak attacker: "The bald man will be handed over to you!" Already!"

The fight between Murong Ze and the Shaolin disciples caused the tense atmosphere on both sides to be broken in an instant. Murong Tuo's internal energy also surged out, and with a flick of the long sword in his hand, he fought against the leader of another monk. The atmosphere was completely plunged into chaos. [

This sudden turn of events happened very quickly, all the monks exclaimed in unison, and wanted to rush forward, suddenly, Murong Ze and Murong Tuo looked at each other, and two gusts of sword wind shot out instantly, the two leading monks each Raising the crescent shovel in his hand, he quickly moved his internal force to block, Murong Tuo and Murong Ze took advantage of the force of the aftershock, and instantly retreated violently.

And at this moment, the palms of the two palms brought a strong wind and hit the monks in front of them, making a loud bang and dust flying...

The expressions of the two monks changed, for fear of being attacked by the two boys, it would be embarrassing. They moved with the shovels, and the two shovels intersected, weaving a net of light to protect their bodies. When the dust dispersed, they saw the empty space in front of them. There were two figures there.

A moment later, in a remote place in Shaolin Temple, the leaves trembled slightly, and two figures appeared suddenly, and then they sat down on the thick branch, leaning against the trunk, and after a few long breaths, Murong Ze finally Facing Murong Tuo, he said: "We were almost surrounded and attacked. Damn it, if you have the ability to go one-on-one with this young hero, I will definitely beat the shit out of him!"

Murong Tuo's personality is completely opposite to Murong Ze's, he smiled wryly, and said: "This time it was indeed reckless, why do you think we two handed over this post on swords to Abbot Shaolin?"

Just when Murong Ze was about to speak, he suddenly heard a voice from his side: "Have you rested enough? Come with me!"

Hearing this voice, Murong Ze and Murong Tuo were obviously taken aback, thinking to themselves: "I hold my breath, even if other people are close to me, they may not be able to detect that I am lurking here. In this way, the cultivation of internal strength is really amazing."

This person is a "precept monk" who is in charge of the behavior of the disciples of the "discipline institute" of Shaolin Temple. He had already discovered it when he took the shot, but he was just curious that it was not easy for them to have such martial arts at the age of thirteen or fourteen, so they never showed up.

Even so, he didn't expect the two boys to run back into the temple after they left, and only then did they show their identity.

Staring closely at the person coming, Murong Tuo frowned suddenly. This person had several chances to make a move before, but he didn't make a move. Judging by his appearance, it seemed more like he was deliberately chasing him. ?I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: "Where are you going?"

"Of course you follow me to the Discipline Academy first, and you two will have to pay for trespassing on my Shaolin!" said the precept-holding monk clasped his hands together.

"Hey, so they want to arrest us and punish us?" The figure flickered, and Murong Ze asked Murong Tuo, "What should we do?"

Murong Tuo shook his head, gripped the long sword tightly, frowned, and said in a low voice: "What else can I do? I can only fight!"

Faced with this difference in strength, the two of them felt their scalps go numb. After all, they were limited by their age. The gap between them and the monk holding the precepts was too great. Even with the help of body skills, they were not his opponents. Therefore, We can only choose to strike first.

"Oh!"

As soon as the footsteps of the monk holding the precepts stepped into the enclosure, a chill came to his heart. Immediately, he saw the two people in front of him. As the internal force spewed out, sword energy burst out, and the two sword energy contained great momentum. Practicing, he shot towards his throat like a poisonous snake.

And just when he was about to make a move, a suction force suddenly surged out from behind, and his figure also retreated involuntarily. Immediately, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the two sharp sword shadows dissipated instantly. At the same time, Yidao Nai's wry laugh sounded in the field without warning.

"The two little benefactors of the Murong family are really just like your father back then, they don't take my Shaolin seriously..." Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to read.)