[Comprehensive Martial Arts+Red Mansion] National Master Wushuang

The next day, the morning bell had just rang a few times, and heavy and deep bells echoed from the top of the mountain to the foot of the huge Shaolin Temple. The sects were all busy, the monks hurriedly prepared meals for each sect, and the disciples of each sect were either practicing or patrolling.

Today, everyone has a sigh of relief in their hearts. Some people want to take this opportunity to become famous, and some people want to capture that witch and force her to confess that practice. It can be said that everyone is more or less familiar with that practice. With a certain amount of ambition, after all, with this technique, you can drive those martial arts masters in the world, wouldn't it be faster and better than studying hard for many years.

The young monks brought a plate of dried vegetables and several bowls of porridge to the rooms.

Zhen Po was stirring the thick porridge in the bowl with a spoon in his hand. The fragrance of the porridge made people's index fingers move, but Zhen Po didn't have the slightest desire to eat.

The porridge was so fragrant, Zhen Po thought, he didn't expect that the drug that had been swapped would be used in this place, which is interesting. It seems that there really is a spy of the cult saint among these people, but I don't know who it is. Which sect.

He simply poured a bowl of porridge out of the back window, and Zhen Xing put the remaining empty bowls on the table. After a while, several young monks pushed each other outside the door and came in to take away the dishes. work.

Zhen Po pretended not to know, but the sound was so loud that he could hear it clearly even if he didn't listen.

"Second senior brother, it's your turn to get it this time. The master said that our generation of disciples belongs to you with the best concentration, and according to seniority, it's up to you, the second senior brother, to get it." The round-headed little monk lowered his voice and kept nodding his head as he spoke, as if to prove that what he said made sense.

The second senior brother's ears turned red, and he looked at the figure in the room from the corner of his eye. The man stood behind the light, and the morning sun hit the side of the man's face, making his skin whiter and jade-like, with a faint luster. The second senior brother is only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although he has seen many well-known knights in the world with Master Xinshu since childhood, he has never seen such a good-looking man. What is the meaning of the phrase "Yan Ruyu" that Master Shu accidentally mentioned.

"No, I won't go. You are weak in concentration, so you should go in and hone it." The second senior brother struggled and said, with a resolute expression, as if the room was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

Zhen Po couldn't help laughing, burst out laughing, cleaned up the dishes, and walked out, the little monks were so frightened that they stepped back several times, even if they saw ghosts and ghosts, they wouldn't look like this frightened.

The little monk who spoke just now stammered, "Tan, Tanyue, just put the dishes down, I'll take care of them later..." The little monk said with a blush on his face, his eyes flickering , not daring to look at Zhen Po, had no choice but to push the second senior brother who stood in front like an eagle guarding a chick.

The second senior brother secretly groaned, his feet were so weak that he couldn't move at all, not to mention he didn't dare to talk to this person, he just felt ashamed and wished there was a hole in the ground for him to crawl into.

"Several little masters, what time is it now?" Zhen Yu asked with a smile, with a teasing smile on his brows and eyes. The more these little monks dared not talk to him, the more teasing he started. Their minds come.

"When? When?" The little monk asked for help and looked at the second senior brother, and Zhen Po followed his gaze to look at the second senior brother standing in front. The second senior brother's face was blushing, and he muttered silently in his heart After the Buddha's name, he calmed down and said in a trembling voice: "It's the third quarter of the hour, and people from all the sects have already rushed to the main hall."

Zhen Po nodded thoughtfully, smiled, and said, "Thank you, little masters." After he finished speaking, he put the dishes in his hands on the plate held by the little monk, Get up and rush to the main hall.

After he left, the young monks breathed a sigh of relief, patted their chests, and said, "Second Senior Brother, you are so powerful that you dare to talk to him."

Facing the adoring eyes from the juniors, the second senior brother felt a little ashamed, scratched the back of his head shyly, and looked in the direction that Tanyue was walking unconsciously.

It is still the Buddha statue with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes. The main hall is as clean and tidy as ever. There are four-color flowers and fruits on the divine table. Before entering the hall, you can smell the sandalwood that seems to be able to penetrate into the soul. feel bored.

The hall was originally full of noisy people and constant disputes, but when Zhen Po stepped into the hall, all the sounds seemed to disappear in an instant, and the world was so quiet that only his light footsteps could be heard.

Lu Xiaofeng's winking expression stood out among the crowd, Hua Manlou also had an ambiguous smile on his face, Zhen Po's face remained unchanged, and he walked briskly to Li Xun Huan's side, facing the unexplained gazes on him Turn a blind eye.

After an incense stick of time, the abbot of Xinhu and the heads of all sects also came, and everyone looked away. After all, compared with this strange man, the matter of the cult saint was undoubtedly more important.

"You guys are honored to come to my Shaolin Temple today to discuss how to destroy the cult saint. I am very grateful," Abbot Xinhu said slowly. People can also hear clearly.

"Master Xinhu, I have a question? I wonder if the master can explain it for us?" The person who spoke was a young gentleman, dressed elegantly, and was playing with a bone fan in his hand.

"Tan Yue can just ask, if I know, I will try my best to explain it?" Abbot Xinhu said calmly after performing Namaste.

"If I'm not mistaken, the abbot summoned all the sects to lure the cult saint girl out, right?" The young man had a malicious smile in his eyes. As soon as he said this, there was an instant sound from everywhere in the hall. Many people showed surprise expressions on their faces.

What the young master said was true, but basically everyone knew about it, and no one spoke out to challenge it, just as everyone knew that someone would sacrifice today, but no one thought that the sacrificed person Just myself.

"Yes," Abbot Xinhu replied sincerely. It can be said that he never concealed this matter, but he never said it clearly.After hearing the abbot's answer, some dull people realized that they and others had become the bait to lure the cult saint, and their faces showed resentment.

"Then what if the cult saint doesn't come today?" The young master smiled slightly, gently shaking the fan in his hand.

The abbot was about to answer, when he heard a woman's delicate laughter from outside, this laughter was like a gust of breeze blowing into the hearts of everyone in the hall, enchanting to the bone, and like an old daughter's red, it was enough to make people hear Everyone feels smoky.

"Oh, so many people are waiting for me here, why don't you come here?" Following a burst of strong fragrance of makeup and powder, a figure suddenly appeared ten feet away from the gate of the palace, followed by dozens of missing people A long-standing disciple of various sects.

Seeing the enchanting figure of the woman in red, Shi Yan, head of the Wudang School, had bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and was so angry that he pulled out the sword on his waist with a "chi" sound. It has already jumped several feet.

Before Mu Taoist could even react, Shi Yan had already slashed at the woman's head with his sword. Everyone stared wide-eyed at the two people not far away. The woman stepped back gracefully, leaning against a strong figure At this time, Shi Yan's disciple also drew his sword.

The same move came out almost at the same time, but Shi Yan couldn't bear to be cruel after all, so even though his inner strength was stronger than his disciple, he had to be forced to take a few steps back.

"Oh, you are really unfilial, to be so cruel to your master." The woman said half mockingly and half teasingly, and turned her face for her, and everyone realized that the woman was wearing a veil on her face to cover her face. The lower half of the face was covered, but the pair of youthful eyes that were revealed deeply attracted everyone's attention.

The woman gave the crowd a playful and charming look, which made many people's hearts beat wildly, and their eyes were a little dull, "Oh, I didn't expect you decent people to be such disciples, so straightforward Look at the little girl with a hook, the little girl will be embarrassed." If the same words are said by others, it will only make people feel pretentious, but when these words come out of her mouth, everyone only thinks that she is straightforward and cute.

"Amitabha!" Abbot Xinhu said slowly, his voice was like a thunderous explosion, awakening a group of people in the martial arts whose sanity was already a little unclear.

However, there were some people with unstable minds and low martial arts who were confused and staggered towards the outside of the hall.

Those who stopped them were attacked mercilessly, and some even beat up their friends and senior brothers, even if they met their father-killing enemies, they didn't have such hatred.

"Quickly plug your ears and close your eyes." Someone in the crowd yelled such a sentence, and then everyone thought of this method, quickly plugged their ears, and tightly closed their eyes.

However, it was useless, and panic was raging in the hall. Seeing the chaos of the people in the hall like ants on a hot pot, the woman laughed more and more. With the sound of silver bell-like laughter in the hall, everyone They became more and more flustered, and many people also found that their hands and feet were weak, and their dantian couldn't use their internal strength no matter what.

"What's going on here?" If the heads of the various sects hadn't been supported by their deep inner strength, they would have collapsed to the ground like everyone else.

Zhen Po poked Lu Xiaofeng and lowered his voice extremely low, "I didn't expect that your acting skills are not bad? You pretend to be pretty."

Lu Xiaofeng turned his head, with a distorted expression on his face, "What are you pretending, I really have no strength." Zhen Po was stunned, and put his hand on Lu Xiaofeng's, his pulse was weak and feeble, it was obvious that he had eaten his special * medicine.

"Are you feeling dizzy now, have no strength, and feel as if you are floating around in the sky?" Every time Zhen Po said something, Lu Xiaofeng nodded with great difficulty.

"Did you eat the porridge for breakfast today?" Zhen Shen said with his eyes widened.

Only then did Lu Xiaofeng realize that the porridge had been mixed with drugs, no wonder it smelled so good, he even drank an extra bowl, otherwise he wouldn't have completely lost his strength now.

"This is terrible." Zhen Po stroked his chin with a helpless expression on his face. It seemed that even if he wanted to show up, in this case, he could only make a move.