"I'm working hard!" Bai Xingjian gave a gift.

Then, he followed the two of them all the way up the mountain. After a short while, he saw a quaint and grand temple that had been passed down for thousands of years appeared in front of him.

Before he arrived in front of the door, he saw the welcoming monk shouting loudly: "Yu Renyan, the leader of Qingcheng Sect, Yu Canghai, the leader of the Supreme Sect, and Lin Pingzhi, the young leader!!!"

As soon as these words were said, a kind-hearted old monk walked out with two young monks.

The monk's face was kind, his skin was rosy, about fifty or sixty years old, and he was covered with a robe on his monk's robe. He obviously had an extraordinary identity in Shaolin Temple.

Especially when this person landed silently, although his footsteps were fast, he could not hear any footsteps, and he could not hear any interval between breathing and breathing, forming an extraordinary point of internal strength and cultivation.

"Amitabha, Master Yu is here to help the boxing. Shaolin is very grateful. I have met three donors. "The old monk said aloud.

Fang Sheng? It turns out that this old monk is the second master of Shaolin. His strength is really extraordinary, much stronger than Yu Canghai.

Bai Xingjian returned the favor after hearing this, "It turned out to be Master Fang Sheng. If you have time to greet Master, it is really a sin."

"Where is it." Fang Sheng waved his hands repeatedly, "In terms of reason, Master Yu has a noble status, so he should be my abbot's senior brother, Master Fang Zheng, who came to welcome the distinguished guests in person."

"It's just a coincidence that Master Yu and the three masters of Hengshan Sect came together. The abbot had just welcomed the three masters into the temple, and it was inconvenient to escape, so I had to welcome him. If you are negligent, Master Yu should not be aware of the weird things."

"Master, you are polite. How can you take some trivial matters to your heart?" Bai Xingjian said with a smile.

"The leader of the sect is extraordinary, I admire him, please." As he said that, Fang Sheng took Bai Xingjian into the temple.

I saw that the Shaolin was really majestic and grand. The Buddha statues in the temple were lifelike, and the temple was surrounded by sandalwood, which was energetic.

Of course, what Bai Xingjian cares the most is the disciples of Shaolin Temple. Almost every one has reached the acquired realm, which is more than one better than the disciples of Qingcheng Sect.

Not to mention the dragon and tiger hidden in the temple, I don’t know how many masters are hidden. There is really a reason why the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world is really.

Soon, under Fang Sheng's leadership, Bai Xingjian came to the Shaolin Grand Hall. At this time, a large group of people gathered, including monks and lay people, and they sat upright with a demeanor.

Among them, many of them were seen on Hengshan, such as the head of the Taishan Sect, the Taoist of Tianmen, the head of Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun of Ning Zhongze and his wife, the Master Ding Yi of Hengshan Sect, Ding Mian, Lu Bai, Fei Bin of the Songshan Sect, Zhang Jinao, the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, etc.

In addition, Bai Xingjian has never seen more people, among which, the most conspicuous is a monk and a Taoist, both of whom are old-fashioned and unique temperaments. Needless to say, these two are Master Fang Zheng from Shaolin and Master Chongxu from Wudang.

Although Bai Xingjian could feel the extraordinaryness of the two of them just at a glance. He saw that they were like ordinary old men, without a trace of breath leaking out. If he hadn't seen them in this Great Hall, Bai Xingjian would have suspected that these were the two ordinary monks and Taoists on the street.

With his current eight meridians, he cannot see the depth of the two, which shows his extraordinaryness.

Below the two, there were several others who asked Bai Xingjian to pay special attention. He was wearing a washed white blue cloth robe, with a thin figure and a haggard face. He looked like a tuberculosis. He was holding a huqin in his hand, as if he could feel endless pain at a glance, but he was the head of Hengshan, Mr. Mo Da, Xiaoxiang Yeyu.

Two middle-aged young men dressed like Master Dingyi, one has a peaceful expression and a Buddhist look, and the other has a straight and calm face. However, they are the other two of the Three Dings in Hengshan, Master Dingxian and Master Dingjing.

However, none of these people left impressed Bai Xingjian. Their seats were second only to Fang Zheng Chongxu, slightly higher than the rest of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

One is an old man with white hair, wearing a beggar's outfit, and a green jade stick in his hand flashed. Needless to say, it was the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

The other one is burly, with a cold temperament like iron stone, and his eyes are sharp and deep, as if there is infinite domineering aura. Behind him are Ding Mian and the other two, who are one of the villains in the world of laughter and proud, Zuo Lengchan, the leader of Songshan and the leader of the Five Mountains.

Bai Xingjian's arrival immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Fang Zheng stood up and came forward, folded his hands together, shouted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, Master Yu came from afar to help Shaolin. The old monk was very grateful and never met him. Please forgive me for any negligence."

"Master Fang Zheng is polite. You are a martial arts senior, and I am just a junior. How dare you go out and greet you?"

Fang Zheng smiled and turned around and bowed to Yu Canghai, "Master Yu Guan, I haven't seen you for many years. You have such a successor. You have someone to follow, but the old monk is very envious."

"The master is too awarded." Yu Canghai smiled humbly.

Afterwards, the heads of various sects also came to greet each other, and Bai Xingjian also greeted him one by one.

Looking at Bai Xingjian who was surrounded by everyone, Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly, "Master Fang Zheng, now the heads of all sects have arrived, let's discuss how to kill all the evil demons and heretics."

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of being alive. There are many people who come to Shaolin this time, and there are thousands of people. If they are all killed, wouldn't it be a sin?"

"I invite you to help you with the boxing. I originally wanted to use your voice to shout out those left-minded people, but I don't want to have a random idea of ​​killing because of this." Fang Zheng said with a compassionate look on his face.

When you heard this, whether it was Bai Xingjian or Zuo Lengchan, you felt a little disgusted. If you Shaolin were really compassionate, you would not have the status of Mount Tai Diu in the martial arts world.

Ordinary people don’t know how the Sunflower Book, the battle for sword energy in Huashan, and the private hatred between the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect came about, so they still don’t know.

If it were said that there was no Shaolin Wudang's plan, they could cut off their heads and string them into Buddhist beads.

With a sneer, Zuo Lengchan said: "Master Fang Zheng is compassionate, but those evil demons and heretics do not have any sympathy. When they rush to Shaolin, there will be a big battle. If they accidentally deal with it, they may die, and we are the ones in the right path."

"Amitabha, if this is the case, I really don't know what to do. I wonder if you have any good plans?" Fang Zheng said with a distressed look on his face.

Bai Xingjian knew that Fang Zheng was not unaware of what to do, but he just wanted to maintain his Buddhist compassion and let others take the blame. Otherwise, he would not have invited so many masters from all over the country and the five mountains.
Chapter completed!