Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 596
On the ninth day of September, when the golden sun was rising, a huge arena had already been set up in the open space at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.I don't know how many martial arts people around are looking forward to it, and there are many discussions: "Why hasn't the people from Chunyang Palace appeared yet? Could it be that they are too timid to come?"

"How is it possible? It must be because of the long journey and the delay on the way."

"It's true, what kind of person does Chunyang teach? If a word is hard to follow, how can there be any reason to be timid?"

"Look, people from Chunyang Palace didn't come, but there are only a few incense monks in Shaolin Temple, and none of the main characters came down the mountain. What's going on?"

In an unremarkable forest, Zen Master Guangji, dressed in a long robe and a bamboo hat, was at ease, turned his head and smiled at the tall and thin young man behind him: "In half an hour, our five-way team will start fighting... ..."

The young man frowned and said, "Why haven't the people from both sides arrived yet? That's amazing."

"You're still young!" Guangji said with a chuckle, "If you haven't appeared at this time, there must be a heart-to-heart battle between the two people. Just watch, until the last moment, the protagonists of both sides will probably not appear! "

As time went by, the red sun gradually rose, and the voice of discussion became louder and louder.Not only the young man frowned again and again, but even Zen Master Guangji's face changed a little.

"What's going on?" Zen Master Guangji thought to himself, "There's only tea time left, why the protagonist still hasn't come out? Could something have happened? Will this have any impact on the old monk's plan?"

The young man stared up for a long time, then asked in amazement: "Yang Benchang, you said Lu Chenzi of the Kongtong School is short and old, why didn't I see him?"

"What?" Zen Master Guangji couldn't help being taken aback, and hurriedly stood on a high place, looked into the square, stared and searched for a while, and finally found the wooden shed of the Kongtong School. solidified.

"Lu Chenzi didn't come? No... not only Lu Chenzi, but none of Kongtong's masters!"

"That's not right! Could it be that your information is wrong?" Guangji was extremely anxious, and turned his head and shouted, "Didn't you say that your people saw the leaders of these sects leaving the mountain and went to Shaolin to watch the battle?"

"That's right!" The young man nodded affirmatively, "I specially sent people to monitor day and night, and saw Daoist Lu Chen, Daoist Qingxu, and Huayang Jianjun leave the mountain one by one, and claimed to arrive as soon as possible. Shaoshi Mountain! I haven't seen them yet."

Guangji hurriedly turned his head to look, stamped his feet and said: "None of the eight sons of Qingcheng came, and Jianjun Huayang didn't see it... What, what's going on? Chunyang Palace has an appointment to fight Shaolin Temple, how could they not come? Could it be ...Could it be that they have already gone to the Shaolin Temple and are discussing important matters?"

"You said they have already gone to Shaolin?" The young man also became suspicious, shaking his head and said, "It is not impossible for them to avoid our sight and enter Shaolin early..."

The two were suspicious, and the discussion in the venue became louder and louder. Someone shouted: "It's almost time, why is no one from both sides present yet? Could something have happened?"

Suddenly there was a loud commotion, a group of monks came down the mountain path, the head of which was the abbot of Shaolin, Zen Master Mingxing.

"The abbot of Shaolin is here!" There was a sudden commotion in the audience, and when Zen Master Mingxing appeared, the noise of the crowd suddenly became louder.Zen Master Guangji was also sure, and said with a smile, "Isn't this here?"

"En! Shaolin is here, where is Chunyang Palace?" The young man looked around in anxiety, but he didn't see Xiao Qianli at all.

Zen Master Mingxing walked up to the high platform, and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk has arrived, may I ask where the Immortal Head of Chunyang Palace is?" He poured his inner strength, and immediately silenced the noise of the crowd, who could still be heard several miles away. Be clear.

Among the spectators, an elegant-looking middle-aged Taoist wearing a Confucian-style Taoist robe stood aside the crowd, walked up to the high platform with a smile, and said with a smile: "But Song has already arrived!"

There was an uproar in the arena, and someone shouted loudly: "Didn't you say that the head teacher Chunyang is about to fight? How did you become the deputy head teacher?"

"Who said it was our head teacher who made an appointment for a battle?" Song Shujian said with a smile, "It has been clearly written in the letter that on the ninth day of September, Song invited Shaolin Temple to compete in formations. The battle is the famous Arhat formation in Shaolin Temple. But when did you say that we are the headmasters challenging Shaolin Temple? Master Mingxing, is Song right?"

Chan Master Ming Xing clasped his palms together and saluted, and said with a smile, "Exactly!"

This time he brought eighteen monks who were in the Foundation Establishment Realm, and at this time they all stepped forward, holding sticks at the eyebrows, and saluted Zen Master Mingxing.

Song Shujian also turned his head and gave instructions, and 24 young Taoists with swords on their backs strode up to the stage, saluting in unison.Song Shujian smiled and said: "These 24 people are probably of high-level foundation building. Song has worked hard and practiced a Dize Sword Formation on Yuxu Peak, and is about to ask for advice from the Eighteen Arhat Formation!"

There was already an uproar in the arena, the noise was deafening, but Zen Master Guangji's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and he murmured: "Why is this so? It wasn't Xiao Qianli who made an appointment to fight Shaolin Temple...then...then... ..."

"Then what?" The young man grabbed Guangji's monk's robe and said angrily, "Look carefully, you borrowed five of my troops to attack Emei, Zhenwu, Kongtong, Nan Shaolin and Ling in disguise. Yinsi, none of the experts from these five sects has arrived, and if we fight head-on, do you know how many experts I will lose?"

"How could it be like this..." Guangji is now in despair, and he said to himself, "I... I was shot in the face? If Taoist Qingxu and others are all in charge of the sect, then... what should I do?"

Almost at the same time, among the five sects of Emei, Zhenwu, Kongtong, Southern Shaolin and Lingyin Temple, there were shouts of fighting and fighting at the same time.

At the entrance of Zhenwu Hall, Daoist Qingxu, who has always looked like a good old man, raised his eyebrows, pierced a bald monk rushing in front of him with a sword, shook his hand, threw the body aside, and said with a sneer, "It really is a fake. Among them, is there such a vicious and vicious technique?"

The most conspicuous person in the arena is a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a strong body. He wears golden crow gloves, and his fists are fierce. It is Chu Xun, the second disciple of Chunyang Palace.

He was excited to kill, laughed and said: "Senior Qingxu, you don't need to do anything, these guys who hide their heads and show their tails don't bother you!"

Daoist Qingxu chuckled, strode forward, and said with a smile: "Chunyang Palace sent high-ranking apprentices to help from thousands of miles away, how can an old Taoist stand by and watch? Nephew Chuxian wait a moment, and see Zhenwu swordsmanship and Chunyang swordsmanship Which one is better!"

Taoist Monarch Xuanguan of Emei left, and only the three elders of Emei were left to support the overall situation. It should have been a great loss of strength, but there was an elegant and handsome young man standing proudly holding a sword, and more than ten corpses fell at his feet.The opponent had no less than hundreds of people attacking this time, but the masters who led the team were almost wiped out by him alone.

"Nephew Liu Xian's Yuanshi Kaitian Miaojutsu is getting more and more exquisite, even the old Taoist can't help it!" Daoist Xuanyou killed an opponent, walked over with a long sword in his hand, and said with a smile, "Pure Yang Gong is such a talented person, and Headmaster Xiao is even more well-trained, in comparison, Emei is really ashamed!"

Liu Suifeng said with a smile: "Senior, you are so ridiculous!"

At the foot of the Kongtong School, Fang Shaobai sat cross-legged on the ground, a lyre made a clanging sound, shooting out sword energy from time to time, and under the attack of Dayin Xisheng, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, people from both sides were hit by swords from time to time Falling to the ground, like a snowball, Kongtong gained the upper hand and killed his opponent in pieces.

Fang Shaobai's thoughts had already drifted to the east, and he muttered to himself: "Master is really clever, but I don't know how the battle is going on with Master..."

(End of this chapter)