The fire-toutuo, who was burning in Shaolin Temple, was depressed and was discovered by Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng is extremely wise, but he saw that Huo Tou Tuo had extremely high martial arts skills and the sixth level of Lingyuan, and was still reciting poems, as if he was saying that he was like Jia Sheng and should not be used.

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes rolled, and he had this idea. He stepped forward and asked, "This master is so powerful in martial arts. Isn't he a master of Shaolin?"

"Hmph, Bai Xiaosheng of the Jianghu? Are you blind when you are the Buddha?" The Huo Tou sneered disdainfully.

Last time, when the Seven-Colored Venerables went to Shaolin to compete, Bai Xiaosheng was also there. Huo Toutuo saw it and knew that he was from the Seven-Colored Hell. So he didn't catch a cold about Bai Xiaosheng.

Even though he was dissatisfied with the monks in Shaolin, it was his own business and he did not mean to make friends with Bai Xiaosheng.

Huo Tou Tuo was about to leave when he paid the bill, but he didn't expect Bai Xiaosheng to follow him all the time.

Walking in the forest, Huo Tou Tuo became angry: "What? Want to fight with the Buddha? Then you can try it."

The martial arts of Huo Tou Tuo are really very high, and the martial arts of Buddhism have been cultivated to an extremely terrifying realm. The Shaolin Golden Bell Cover was held up with a loud sound. From the appearance, it is even more spectacular than Master Xuan Ku's. So it's no wonder that Huo Tou Tuo was dissatisfied with Shaolin.

With his ability, he was more than enough to be an elder in Shaolin Temple. However, Abbot Xuanku kept asking him to burn the fire, saying that he would have realized something from the fire, and then go to find him.

He realized nothing, burning fire every day, watching the jumping fire, he became very angry and realized the truth. He could not understand anything, but felt as if he was burning with fire.

So after the golden bell hood hurt, a fire flew up and the flames soared into the sky.

When Bai Xiaosheng saw this, he laughed and said, "Master is such a good kung fu. If you can take charge of Shaolin, you will definitely promote Shaolin."

At this time, Bai Xiaosheng said this, which made Huo Tou Tuo turn off the fire. This is what he likes to hear.

And not only does Huo Toutuo love to listen to, but no one in this world is unwilling to listen to this flattery.

Yes, there is one, and no one doesn’t like others to flatter themselves.

Some people say, I just don’t. I don’t like others to flatter me. When others say I’m okay, I want to hit someone and strangle the other person to death.

So hurry up and go to the hospital, that is something incurable mentally.

So the same is true for this Huoto Tuo. When Bai Xiaosheng heard that if he came to take charge of Shaolin, he could still carry forward Shaolin.

Huo Toutuo was happy and put away the fire-riding golden bell cover and said, "It's useless for you to flatter me, I won't eat this."

Huo Tou waved his hands repeatedly and denied.

But how smart is Bai Xiaosheng? This Bai Xiaosheng is not only familiar with the affairs of the world, but also is extremely eloquent and observing the expressions. But when he sees the Huo Tou Tuo's words are not in line with his heart, he knows that his affairs are half as good as he can.

So he continued, "Master, with your experience in the martial arts and great martial arts, can't you become the abbot of the next generation of Shaolin? I heard that Master Xuanku has left, and the position of Shaolin's abbot is vacant."

"Hey, how can I get my turn? I am just a fire-burning person." Huotou sighed when he heard this.

Indeed, he has the dream of becoming the head of Shaolin. But Shaolin has so many powerful elders, how can he be a fire-burning person?

But at this time, Bai Xiaosheng said again: "Master, I think you can do it. You have such strength. Otherwise, I will help you with an idea to clear obstacles and help you get to the position of the abbot?"

"You help me?" Huo Tou Tuo was a little unbelievable. Even if he was stupid, he knew what it means to be a traitor or a thief without any trouble.

At this time, Bai Xiaosheng cleverly said, "Master, that's right, the seven-color hell and Shaolin were separated from each other because of the last battle. Isn't that right? The seven-color Venerable was injured by Master Xuanku and has not yet recovered.

And I thought, should we resolve this enemy or not? In the future, we will have to live a life.

Do you think this is OK? I will help you step on the abbot's position, and then the relationship between Shaolin and the seven-color hell was written off. And in the future, we will always have a good relationship, Master? What do you think?"

Bai Xiaosheng asked Huo Tou Tuo, but Huo Tou Tuo thought about it and felt that it was nothing wrong. Shaolin had a strong foundation and was afraid of the seven-color hell, so he came to talk to him. Then he met a monk who was as easy to talk to me.

"Okay, okay, no problem. It's not that easy to become the abbot of Shaolin. In addition to the eighteen arhats, law enforcement elders, Zhang Lao of the Sutra Pavilion, there are more than a dozen people of different sizes. In the Guanyin Cave on the back mountain, there are also masters of the Shaolin Qing generation who have been escaping from the world."

Like the pouring beans, Huo Tou told Bai Xiaosheng all the essence of Shaolin.

Bai Xiaosheng was surprised when he heard this. He thought to himself: It is said that Shaolin has a strong foundation, but when he heard this today, it turns out that way.

I originally thought that all the masters of Shaolin Temple had gone south, but I didn’t expect that there were so many masters hidden in Shaolin. And especially those of the Qing generation. I’m afraid these people will be masters in the Lingyuan realm.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaosheng said in a difficult situation: "Master? It's easy for others to say that those masters of the Qing generation are not easy to deal with. What if we help you ascend to the head of the sect but they don't agree?"

"Yes, this matter is indeed very difficult to deal with. However, there is no way out. There is a broken dragon stone in the Guanyin Cave. As long as he is put down, the people in the cave will never come up with it." Huo Tou Tuo said.

"Yeah? Can even a warrior from the Lingyuan Realm stop it?" Bai Xiaochuan said in surprise.

"It can be blocked, it can be blocked. The Broken Dragon Stone is three feet three, which is the whole black stone. This black stone absorbs people's vitality. As long as it falls down, the people outside cannot enter, and the people inside cannot come out, hahaha!"

Huo Tou Tuo laughed, and Bai Xiaosheng also laughed, saying, "Okay, okay, master, let's go back and operate. As soon as the Broken Dragon Stone falls, I will help you step onto the throne of the Shaolin Abbot. At that time, Shaolin and the Seven Color Hell will be friends."

"Hahaha!"

After hearing this, Huo Toutuo laughed so hard that his mouth almost grinned to the back of his head. He kept asking Bai Xiaosheng to wait for his good news.

Huo Toutuo left, but Bai Xiaosheng laughed because he met such a fool, he couldn't even laugh.

Because Imagine that the Broken Dragon Stone fell down, and all the senior masters of Shaolin were locked in the Guanyin Cave. And who would have the Shaolin disciples outside be the opponent of Bai Xiaosheng and others?

Therefore, it is no effort to occupy Shaolin, Bai Xiaosheng and others.

At that time, Huo Tou Tuo felt something was wrong and was about to stop it, but was seriously injured by the black snake. Huo Tou Tuo took the opportunity to escape, and the black snake, Bai Xiaosheng and others did not pursue it.

Because the Huo Tou Tuo betrayed Shaolin, and the martial arts he learned were only half-understanding and could not achieve any climate.

Therefore, Black Snake and others were too lazy to chase after them, just waiting for Shaolin and the Ming army to be defeated. Then the Shaolin Temple will be their seven-color hell...
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