Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 597 Close the net!

Twenty-four pure-yang swordsmen from the foundation-building period faced eighteen Shaolin monks of the same realm, and each formed an formation.

However, more than half of the heroes of the rivers and lakes who watched the battle had unknowingly dispersed, sighing one by one. They came all the way from thousands of miles in high spirits, but finally returned disappointed.

It's just that they are also hard to get angry. It was just hearsay. It was rumored that Xiao Qianli, the head teacher of Chunyang, challenged Shaolin Temple.Of the two sides that are rumored to be facing each other, no one has said that it is a high-level duel.

The fight was fierce on the stage, but Song Shujian and Zen Master Mingxing were in harmony in the audience, and the two were talking in a low voice.

"Song Benefactor, I don't know how the battles are going on?"

"It has already begun." Song Shujian said with a light smile, "My family's headmaster has a clever plan, and the other party really attacked the five sects of Emei, Zhenwu, Kongtong, Southern Shaolin, and Lingyin Temple. Several disciples of Chunyang assisted Emei, Zhenwu, and Kongtong successively. , South Shaolin and Lingyin Temple are inconvenient for us to show up, so it doesn't matter if we think about it."

"Oh?" Zen Master Mingxing asked with great interest, "These five sects are at least hundreds of miles away from Shaoshi Mountain. How did Master Song know?"

Song Shujian tapped his collar lightly, and said with a smile, "Chunyang Palace has its own magic method of communication!"

Zen master Mingxing didn't know why, but as Song Shujian's master, he would definitely disdain to lie about such trivial matters. At the moment, he just secretly remembered the ability of Chunyang Palace to send messages across thousands of miles.

He thought for a while, and then asked: "What if it's not the five sects?"

Song Shujian said with a chuckle: "Nowadays the Xuanmen lineage, apart from Chunyang Palace, the five Dao sects are the most prestigious. Since the enemy intends to disrupt the Central Plains martial arts, they must target these five sects, so the masters are in these five sects. Each of them has a helping hand. As for the Buddhist lineage, from the North Shaolin to the South Shaolin and Lingyin Temple, although the other temples have their own backgrounds, they are also difficult to take on the important task of Buddhism."

"There is also Luoyang..." Zen Master Mingxing stopped immediately after speaking half a sentence, folded his hands together and sighed, "Junior Brother Guangji has become angry, I am afraid that he has fallen into a demon barrier, Luoyang Baima Temple is now empty, Buddhism is unfortunate, Amitabha -"

Song Shujian smiled slightly and didn't answer the conversation.

Zen Master Mingxing was dazed for a while, clapped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Tanyue actually guessed the opponent's movements? But I don't know where the head teacher of your sect is now?"

Song Shujian smiled very mysteriously, and said slowly, "Nature is where it should be!"

Zen Master Mingxing was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Song Benefactor deeply understands the three flavors of Zen, after this battle is over, why not stay in Shaolin for a while longer?"

Song Shujian shook his head with a smile and said, "There's always time to linger!"

The two chatted excitedly, but the winners and losers were gradually decided on the stage. After all, the Shaolin monks practiced the Arhat formation for a long time. After fighting for half an hour, several young swordsmen in Chunyang gradually showed signs of fatigue. The sword array was not working smoothly, and the three Shaolin monks spotted the flaw, and with a loud shout, they stepped into the palace, raised three eyebrow-level sticks, and immediately knocked a swordsman to the ground.

The Dize Sword Formation was created by Song Shujian's comprehension of 24 climate changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is divided into four cores: spring birth, summer glory, autumn withering, and winter death. .Now the swordsman guarding Xiaoxue's position lost his hand, and Dong Mie's position was immediately lost. The other five had no time to make up for it, and the Shaolin monks had already split the formation and defeated each of them one by one.

Song Shujian was not angry when he saw that the Dize Sword Formation was beaten to pieces, but Jishou saluted Zen Master Mingxing and said with a light smile: "After all, it is Shaolin's profound heritage, and Chunyang Palace is convinced to lose this battle! "

Zen Master Mingxing also shook his head and smiled wryly. He pointed at Song Shujian and was speechless for a while, before cursing with a smile: "This sword formation must have been created by Mr. Song, at most it only took more than a month of practice, so he hurriedly used it to fight. Pity me Shaolin The Eighteen Arhat Formation is the essence of the Buddhist formation for thousands of years, and it has been entangled for such a long time. If you and the elites of the two religions come out, it is still unknown who will win the deer. But you are here to get a bargain, what is the reason?"

Song Shujian was stunned, and then burst out laughing. Zen Master Mingxing was still smiling wryly at first, but later he also smiled. The two looked at each other and smiled, with a sense of sympathy and sympathy welling up in their hearts.

At this point, both sides stopped fighting and Zen Master Mingxing didn't bother to go on stage, so he casually ordered a monk beside him to announce the result of the battle.The 24 swordsmen walked down in a daze, walked to Song Shujian shyly, shifted their gazes, and only one older swordsman said in a low voice: "Mr. Song, we are defeated... "

"Humph!" Song Shujian raised his face and said in a deep voice, "The way of martial arts is profound and profound, and there is no limit to learning. You usually only practice on Yuxu Peak, thinking that the world is the only place where pure yang is the only one, but you don't know how big the world is. Exquisite martial arts emerge endlessly. The Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation that you are facing today is one of the few top formations that are rare in the world. It is far better than the Dize Sword Formation that you have practiced these days. Don't be like those people who sit in a well and look at the sky, who are arrogant and conceited. Did you hear me clearly?"

Seeing that Song Shujian was not angry, the 24 swordsmen were secretly glad in their hearts. They all bowed and saluted, and said loudly: "Disciple knows!"

At this time, most of the people watching the battle had already left. Zen Master Guangji, who was hiding in the dense forest, pondered for a long time, and suddenly changed his expression: "Oops, I understand!"

"What?" The young man in black hadn't reacted yet, only Zen Master Guangji yelled: "Since Xiao Qianli has guessed our movements, the five groups of people must have been prepared for it, and now the sixth group is in Shaoxing. Ambushing near Shishan Mountain, with Xiao Qianli's personality, is there any reason not to plan?"

While talking, Zen Master Guangji stretched out his body and rushed out of the dense forest. The young man in black didn't know why, so he chased after him immediately.

The two left the dense forest one after the other, Guangji was so anxious that he didn't have time to say more, so he sent a voice transmission: "Quickly order the sixteen priests to rush to support, or things will change if it's too late!"

"Support? Where is the support?" The young man in black was still in a daze, Guangji gritted his teeth angrily, and shouted angrily, "Where else can there be? Your sixth team is now setting up traps in Songyang, and now the leader of both Buddhism and Taoism They haven’t arrived in person, so what’s going on in the seventh road? Hurry up and tell them to go to Songyang—”

The young man in black suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly took out a ringing arrow from his bosom, and was about to shoot it with his hands, when his eyes turned away, he was taken aback for a moment.

"What are you still doing in a daze?" Guangji didn't stop, he caught a glimpse of the movement of the young man in black out of the corner of his eye, and was about to yell and scold in desperation, but he couldn't help but follow his gaze. A piece of ice cold.

In the sky above the two of them, an astonishingly large golden eagle hovered around, and a pair of sharp eyes were falling on the two of them.

(End of this chapter)