In the Heavens

As the martial arts conference approached, the quiet Guanzhong became lively again. The influx of a large number of people from the rivers and lakes finally saved the depressed economy of Guanzhong.

It's just that amidst the false prosperity, there is also a bit of chill, as if it is the last calm before the storm.

As the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, no matter where he goes, he is surrounded by a group of people. Just after entering Tongguan, a large group of people gathered around Fangzheng.

Everyone has a common destination, and they "just happened" to catch up together. It is obviously inappropriate to leave everyone and go on the road alone.

After all, the present Shaolin Temple is no longer the Shaolin Temple of thirty years ago. Maintaining a good relationship with the major forces in the martial arts is also a task that the abbot must complete.

In the evening, just as he was preparing for the evening class of the day, Fang Sheng knocked on the door.

"Senior brother, there is an urgent letter from Famen Temple. Recently, they have been extorted by the Huashan faction. The life of the famous Buddhist and Taoist temple in Guanzhong is going to be difficult. They hope..."

Before Fang Sheng could continue, Fang Zheng interrupted first: "Junior brother, don't worry about what they want.

If Famen Temple is dissatisfied with Huashan Sect, it can ask Fozong to come forward to attack at the martial arts conference. For this kind of thing, it is not my turn to come out of Shaolin Temple.

You and I are well aware of the situation in Guanzhong. The victims we saw along the way alone amounted to tens of thousands, and the number of victims in the entire Northwest is probably no less than a million.

When encountering this kind of thing, when they should have opened the door of convenience and preached the magnificence of my Buddhism, they just sit back and ignore it and let the Taoist school focus on the beauty in the front.

It's really wrong to make a fuss about some money and food now. What's more, the Huashan School is only borrowing temporarily, and it's not that they won't return it. "

It's none of your business, hang on high.

There is also no lack of disputes within the Buddhist sect, especially after the birth of the Buddhist sect, the status of Shaolin Temple in the Buddhist sect has declined sharply.

Seeing that their own interests have been damaged, the Shaolin Temple, which originally supported the Buddhist sect, has now changed its position. Both sides are now both collaborators and competitors.

Famen Temple is an important part of the Buddhist sect. Now that he encounters "little troubles", Fangzheng naturally doesn't mind watching the fire from the other side.

Everyone is from a wealthy family and a wealthy temple, a little money and food, but it was used for disaster relief, Fang Zheng couldn't find any reason to feel distressed.

What's more, the Huashan faction is already very well-mannered, and people come to borrow it in an upright manner. If you encounter a ruthless person who directly lures the victims to come and grab it, it will be a disaster.

Such a thing, even if it is brought to the martial arts conference, it can only bring shame on itself. If it gets out, it will damage the reputation of Buddhism.

After hearing Fang Zheng's words, Fang Sheng immediately reacted. They are well-known "eminent monks who have achieved the Tao", and they made a fuss over the issue of disaster relief money and food, which was clearly just to make people in the world laugh.

"Senior brother taught me that this is my brother Meng Lang's fault."

"However, there is one thing we have to pay attention to. According to the news from the border, the barbarians have begun to invade the border again.

This time was extraordinary, not only the Wala people sent troops, but also several other big grassland forces participated.

Coincidentally, it happened to catch up with the martial arts conference, and in case Bianguan fell, the Huashan faction would probably take the opportunity to ask fellow Jianghu to defend the country and the Han family. "

With the misfortune of Meng Yuan ahead, people in the Jianghu are very wary of the Hu people. Including Shaolin Temple, everyone does not want to come here for the second time.

With the great righteousness to save the common people in the world, coupled with the appeal of the Huashan faction, at that time, even if it is for the sake of face, they can only go to the battlefield once.

"Amitabha!"

Saying the Buddha's name, Fangzheng said slowly: "This matter cannot be avoided. The Huashan faction, Zhengchou has no excuse to blame the outside world, and now the barbarians have sent him to the door.

Whether we want to or not, we must participate in this killing. Perhaps this is God's will!

It seems that Master Li is not only the son of luck, but also cultivates the way of explaining the heavens. No wonder he can break through in this era. "

There are too many legendary things, and it is impossible not to be misunderstood. Now if Li Mu wants to say that he is not the child of luck, I am afraid that the whole world will not believe it.

In Fangzheng's mind at this moment, the reason why Li Mu, who has automatically completed it, can break through the innate reason: the leading role of luck + plus the way of explaining the sky = the innate master.

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"Friends of the Huashan faction, what's the point of blocking our way?"

Ren Woxing forcibly suppressed his anger and asked.

If it had been more than ten years ago, he wouldn't have bothered to talk nonsense, and would have killed it directly.

The situation is different now. The Huashan faction is not easy to mess with these days. Especially the middle-aged man in the lead, he felt a slight danger in whatever he did.

Although I have confidence in my own martial arts and think that I have a better chance of winning, I can't hold back the opponent's background!

If you can keep everything silent, that's all. But if one escapes, their happy life will be gone.

Fan Fei had no other choice, Ren Woxing didn't want to have a party with Huashan so early.

After twelve years of living in a small black house, facing this strange and frightening Jianghu, the current Dazhuzhu just wants to regain his foundation, and no longer has illusions about being able to dominate the Jianghu.

The middle-aged man sneered: "Joke, there is no balance between good and evil, do you need a reason to stop you?

Could it be that these retreats have ruined the brain. Forgot that you are still the elder of the former Sun Moon God Sect, and your hands are covered with the blood of my Huashan disciple? "

The current Sun Moon God Sect and the Five Sacred Sword Sect don't have much enmity, but the former Sun Moon God Sect and the Five Sacred Sword Sect had a deep hatred.

It just so happened that Ren Woxing was a remnant of the former Sun Moon God Sect, participated in the great war between good and evil twenty-five years ago, and had the blood of Huashan disciples on his hands.

Recognizing the person, Xiang Wentian murmured in Ren Woxing's ear: "Master, this person is Feng Buping, the 56th-ranked Storm Swordsman.

It got its name because it created a set of violent wind swordsmanship. It has not made many shots in the arena, and no one knows its specific strength.

The people behind him were not simple people either. All of them are first-rate masters in the arena, and their weapons should be for the purpose of forming a positive and negative sword formation.

In particular, the Huashan faction also has a Big Dipper array, which is so powerful that Dongfang Bubai suffered a great loss back then. If you do it, it is absolutely impossible for them to form an formation. "

After hearing Xiang Wentian's explanation, Ren Woxing's expression became serious.

He knows the positive and negative sword formations. It is said that as long as four first-rate masters can rely on the power of the formation, they can hold back a top expert.

The Big Dipper Array is even more prestigious. Although it has only appeared once in the past few decades, it can't stand the record!

If the group of Huashan disciples in front of them were allowed to come up with a bunch of formations, it was unknown whether they would be able to leave alive today.

As if sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Linghu Chong on the side stepped forward and said: "Senior Feng, Senior Ren has long since stopped setting foot in the rivers and lakes, and the grievances and grievances in the past have long been..."

Linghu Chong is still very confident about his penetrating tongue. Many people in the Jianghu in front of him "turned hostility into friendship" with his efforts.

Of course, it was all after being beaten up by Ren Woxing first, and then forcibly fed the Three Corpse Brain God Pill.

Ignoring Linghu Chong's ramblings, Feng Buping said to Ren Woxing, "It seems that Master Ren is really out of his mind.

I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and I can't even control my subordinates. Any little thief can interrupt our conversation, there are no rules at all, and he deserves to be robbed of the inheritance. "

As a generation of heroes in the martial arts world, Ren Woxing would naturally not fall for such an obvious verbal stimulus.

It's just that Linghu Chong on the side is embarrassed, the other party doesn't seem to know him at all, and directly regards him as a disciple of the Demon Sect.

Just as she was about to explain, Ren Yingying grabbed her and motioned him to shut up and wait and see.

"Okay, Feng Buping. I didn't expect that such a small character like you would be shaking now after seeing you for more than ten years. It seems that your Huashan faction has developed really well in recent years.

If you just want to step on Ren Mou's name, it also depends on your ability. As the largest faction in the world, you are too embarrassed to lead people to besiege you, right? "

After calculating the strength of both sides, Ren Woxing decisively gave up the idea of ​​fighting in groups.

The famous decent school is best at shaking people. Even if they defeat this group of Huashan disciples, more Huashan disciples will come to them later.

In comparison, it is still cost-effective to single out. Famous decent sects have their own arrogance, and the Huashan sect was embarrassed to come to the sect if they lost the contest in an upright manner.

Feng Buping smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, as long as you can save your life under Feng's sword today, you will naturally be let go."

As soon as the words fell, the two fought together. The people on both sides retreated tacitly, leaving them enough room to fight.

The sword light flying all over the sky, the flying sand and rocks rolled up by the star-absorbing Dafa, seemed to have turned on the special effect mode, and the scene was extremely dazzling.

Originally watching masters fighting should be a kind of visual enjoyment, but at this moment Linghu Chong is very worried.

After being in the arena for so long, he is not really stupid. It's just that the beauty is in my arms, and I have been unwilling to believe it.

But the scene in front of him, and the strange deeds of Ren Woxing and his gang along the way, he couldn't help but think about it.

As the eldest disciple of the Emei Sect, he shoulders the important task of rebuilding the Emei Sect. Now that he got mixed up with people from the Devil's Cult, it's obvious that he has no "bright" future.

Liu Zhengfeng is an example. Because the incident of befriending Quyang was exposed, not only did he lose his life, but even the Hengshan faction paid a heavy price.

Just looking at the beauties around him, coupled with the alluring wine, Linghu Chong was still not willing to leave.

Hearing only a "boom", Feng Buping and Ren Woxing shot towards both sides like two shells.

After retreating a dozen steps in a row, the two slowly stabilized their figures. If you count carefully, you will find that Feng Buping has taken two steps back than Ren Woxing.

But that's not the point, looking at the expressions of the two of them now, it's obvious that Feng Bu is in better condition.

On the contrary, Ren Woxing, who seemed to have the upper hand, was now flushed with anger and dissatisfaction written on his forehead.

"Good, good, good!"

He called out three times in a row, but Ren Woxing couldn't find a trace of joy on his face, replaced by a look of deep fear.

After a long while, I slowly said: "It seems that I let someone underestimate the people of the world. I didn't expect you to be able to block the star-absorbing Dafa!"

The main reason why Ren Woxing was able to roam the rivers and lakes was the overbearing Dafa of Suxing Xing. As long as he got close to him, his martial arts would be wasted.

But in the confrontation just now, Ren Woxing suddenly discovered that the star-absorbing method had lost its effect, and couldn't absorb Feng Buping's internal force at all.

If it wasn't for Feng Buping's breakthrough not long ago, and his cultivation base is far less profound than his, it is unknown who will win the battle just now.

Contemptuously glanced at Ren Woxing, Feng Buping pretended to be calm and taunted: "The Star-absorbing Dafa is not some great magical skill, the martial arts in the world that can break your Star-absorbing Dafa, at least have three digits.

I haven't encountered it in the past, it means that the opponents you met as the leader were all weaker than you. Even if you don't use the star-attracting method, you will still win.

If you met a real master, with your three-legged cat's kung fu, grass would already grow on your grave.

I advise you to leave Middle-earth as soon as possible, and find a corner that no one knows to be king and dominate, so as not to lose your life at some point. "

After finishing speaking, Feng Buping didn't stop, and directly turned around and left.

The martial arts conference is coming soon, and his task is just to warn Ren Woxing to keep his own place. After all, now is the period of the world's killing and robbery, and a demon like Ren Woxing can also be used as waste.

It's just that this scene, in the eyes of Ren Woxing and his group, is completely different. Such a warning is clearly forcing them to get out of Middle Earth.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ren Woxing said indifferently: "Take our people and prepare to go east to Fusang!"

I can't do without, a little-known Feng Buping can fight him with a radius of eight taels, and I really don't have the capital to make a fuss.

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