All Heavens Planes

In the Daxiong Hall, a group of Shaolin monks stood side by side in front of the Buddha statue, headed by four senior monks of the Xuan family, Shaolin abbot Xuanci, the head of the Discipline Academy Xuanji, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy Xuannan, and Master Xuandu.Although the four of them were dignified, they showed a faint look of embarrassment.

Nearby there are seven other monks, including two Indian monks, the leading short and stout old monk is glaring angrily, he is the abbot of Qingliang Temple, Master Shenshan, who is also known as "Two Arhats Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger" together with Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin.

On the right hand side, there is a large group of beggars in ragged clothes, all of them are disciples and elders with more than five bags of beggars' gang, and there are many idle gangsters.

Dalun Ming King Jiumozhizheng stood proudly facing the Shaolin monks, there were seven people standing behind him, but they were Duan Yanqing, Yun Zhonghe, Murong Fu and his four great generals.

Around the crowd, a group of Shaolin disciples stood against the wall, surrounding everyone in the hall.

Chen Chen and his party entered the hall at this time, right behind Jiumozhi and the others.Wang Yuyan saw the familiar figure at a glance, and she was entangled in love and hatred, not knowing what to do, she couldn't help but muttered "cousin" out of habit.

Although Wang Yuyan spoke lightly, most of the people present were first-class masters, how could they escape their eyes and ears, so they all looked at her.

"Cousin! Why are you here..." Murong Fu turned around, responded as usual, and stopped abruptly after speaking halfway.

Murong Fu's face was very ugly, and he thought Murong Fu, Murong Fu, you killed her mother, is she still your cousin?She can't wait to kill you now!

He is Murong Fu!Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows upside down, didn't say much, raised her hand and shot three poisoned sleeve arrows.

The distance between the two was not far away, Mu Wanqing made a sneak attack, it was a bit late for Murong Fu to draw his sword to block, thinking about seeing a lot of enemies coming, he couldn't just waste his internal energy to hold the wind, lest he would not be enough in a chaotic battle, Then he moved a few feet horizontally in a flash, avoiding the three sleeve arrows.

Jiumozhi was confronting the eminent Shaolin monk, and he didn't bother to care about irrelevant minor characters, so he didn't even look back when Chen Chen and the others entered the hall.

Coincidentally, after Murong Fu stood up on Jiumozhi, he dodged to avoid the sleeve arrow, and the sleeve arrow shot straight towards Jiumozhi's back.

"Bold! Shameless people dare to sneak attack!"

Jiumozhi suddenly felt the sound of breaking through the air behind him, shouted angrily and then turned around.The big sleeves bulged and flicked violently to create a style of the universe in the sleeves, and immediately set off a whistling wind, and the three sleeve arrows immediately reversed and returned, the speed and strength were stronger than the incoming force.At the same time, the left hand used the palm as a knife to slash lightly, and a line of fire spread out.He intends to show off in front of the monks in Shaolin Temple, and his moves are all Shaolin's top skills.

Xuannan clasped his hands together, and sighed secretly, "Amitabha, the poor monk has worked hard all his life to practice the world in his sleeves, but it is far inferior to the national teacher. The national teacher's wood-burning sword technique can be sent and received freely, and my senior brother Xuan Ku will be resurrected. more than enough"

The three sleeve arrows were shot backwards, the line of fire blocked all of Mu Wanqing's escape routes, and Mu Wanqing's body was so stiff that she didn't know how to dodge it.

"National Master Hugh hurts people's lives!" Abbot Xuanci yelled loudly, his body suddenly jumped up, and the powerful vajra palm of the first move hit Jiumozhi on the back of the neck suddenly, trying to force him to retreat.

Jiumozhi turned around and returned the same powerful vajra palm, there was a muffled bang when the two palms intersected, Jiumozhi's figure swayed slightly, Abbot Xuanci flew upside down and fell back to the ground, then took two steps back.

"hold head high!"

Jiumozhi was complacent, suddenly he heard the strong wind whistling behind him, like a dragon chant shaking the sky, he turned around abruptly and used his kung fu to protect his body and quickly backed away, three sleeve arrows shot across his head obliquely, and nailed into the beam of the hall , the nock is still humming.

Jiumozhi looked intently, and saw a valiant man protecting Mu Wanqing, who was standing still, behind him,

Abbot Xuanci raised his eyes and saw that it was Xiao Feng who rescued him, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the national teacher's attack is too cruel, it violates the rules of my Buddhist disciples."

Jiumozhi snorted coldly and didn't listen to Abbot Xuanci's words, he just stared at Xiao Feng without blinking, knowing that he is a strong opponent, although he has never met Xiao Feng, but he already knows who this person is.Said in a deep voice, "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are really amazing, and the North Qiao Peak is well-deserved! Today I am honored to meet the leader of Qiao's sect, the little monk Sansheng."

Jiumozhi was polite, Xiao Feng could not lose his courtesy, he clasped his fists and said, "Master, you are ashamed to praise Xiao, Master, you don't want to mention Qiao's name again."

Jiumozhi only talked about North Qiaofeng, but didn't mention South Murong, which made Murong Fu very displeased, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Seeing that the young master didn't like it, Bao Tong immediately came out of the crowd, shook his head and said, "No, no, you are a monk who speaks upside down, not clear. North Qiaofeng is of course amazing, and my son is also the most outstanding hero in the world~ "

Jiumozhi sneered, "Nan Murong, hehe?"

Jiumozhi Sui didn't say it explicitly, but everyone understood what he said, and pointed out that Murong was gaining his reputation in vain.

Bao BuTong was furious, and cursed, "Sinister bald man, shut up if you don't know how to speak human words!" He just scolded Jiumozhi, but he didn't think that most of the people present were monks.

The faces of all the monks turned cold, and Jiumozhi's eyes flashed a cold light, and his fingers connected in the sleeves, arousing two invisible fingers.

Bao BuTong suddenly screamed and fell to his knees, with two blood holes on his knees bubbling blood.

"Third brother!" Deng Baichuan, Gongyegan, and Feng Bo'e hurriedly stepped forward to help Bao Dong to check his injuries.

"Wuxiang Jiezhi!" Murong Fu drew out his sword and glared at Jiumozhi angrily.

Jiumozhi glanced at Mu Wanqing, then looked at Murong Fu and said with a smile, "Mr. Murong, are you really going to make a move?"

"Amitabha, sin, sin!" Abbot Xuanci proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a deep voice, "The Daxiong Palace is the holy place of my Buddhist sect, you can't fight with weapons here, you should move outside the hall."

Jiumozhi clasped his palms together and bowed to the Buddha statue, before jumping out of the hall.Seeing this, everyone responded one after another and filed out.

Chen Chen glanced at the Buddha statue, then at the roof, and followed the crowd with a cold smile.

When Abbot Xuanci walked past Xiao Feng, he paused slightly, and said in a low voice, "Benefactor Xiao already knew what happened back then, and this old monk will never shirk his responsibility, and will definitely give you a satisfactory answer. It's just that our temple is entangled in common affairs now." , please wait a moment, Lord Xiao."

Xiao Feng nodded and said "OK"

After a while, everyone stood outside the hall, and one hundred and eight Shaolin disciples were scattered around, surrounding them faintly.

Jiumozhi looked at Murong Fu coldly and said, "Are you really going to make a move?"

The long sword in Murong Fu's hand pointed at Jiumozhi obliquely, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and he was about to strike immediately.Suddenly, Duan Yanqing heard the sound transmission: "The most important thing is the big thing! You and I will wait for the opportunity to capture Duan Yu's son first, and force him to pass on to me. After the matter is completed, I will send troops to help you restore the country!"

Murong Fu heard that the sword in his hand would not be able to stab no matter what, he snorted coldly and put the sword back into its sheath.

Jiumozhi had already noticed that Duan Yu's eyes were fixed on Murong Fu, he guessed something in a moment of thought, he put his palms together and saluted, "Mr. Duan, we meet again. Although there is a gap between you and the monk, you are not in the same place." It was a big mistake. Recently, I heard that your father died unfortunately, and I am deeply sorry, Mr. Duan, please mourn."

Duan Yu has a kind heart, even though Jiumozhi was abducted by him, he didn't cause any real harm to him, so he immediately replied, "Thank you for your care, Master, it's okay not to mention the past."

"Mr. Duan's benevolence will bring blessings." Jiumozhi smiled and glanced at Wang Yuyan who was beside Duan Yu, and then froze.

Seeing Jiumozhi looking over, Chen Chen grinned at him.Just now in the main hall, he wanted to see what tricks these people were going to do, so he kept his breath and hid behind a few people to watch the fun secretly.Now that all the people who should come have arrived, they stand up.

"I didn't realize that this kid has been sidelined. Is it because his skill is stronger or because he didn't use his full strength last time!" Jiumozhi was terrified in his heart, but with a sincere smile on his face, he said loudly, "Chen Shaoxia, I haven't seen you for a long time. The demeanor is still the same, I miss the little monk in the past, how lucky I am to see my lord today."