A martial arts genius who started from the sculpture of a god

Chapter 50 Seeing the Dragon in the Field
On this day, Su Can sneaked into the camp of the Mongolian army with extreme lightness, put the book of war on the military case of the leading Mongolian general, and invited 64 monks who accompanied the army to fight in Xiemaping, a hundred miles south of Xiangyang City, one day later. .

It would be the best if this letter of war was sent directly to the Mongolian Khan, but after the assassination of Kublai Khan, the current Chinese army tent is heavily guarded and guarded by 64 monks. It is absolutely impossible to retreat completely.

The battle letter was delivered, and the next day Su Can, Huang Yaoshi and a group of seven people drove fast horses, left the city early in the morning, and went straight to Xiemaping.

Most of the seven of them are idle clouds and wild cranes in the rivers and lakes, reclusive masters, although their martial arts are strong, they have no key role in defending the city.

Even if the Mongolian army aggressively attacked the city during the decisive battle between the seven men and the 64 monks, the defense of Xiangyang City would never be any less than before.

A group of people rushed to Xiemaping. At this time, the 64 monks had not yet arrived. Hong Qigong said: "Let's set up a formation, each of us will practice our skills, and adjust our state to the best."

Everyone said goodness together and sat down according to the position they were in during the rehearsal. Huang Yaoshi was the Tianshu, Master Yideng was the Tianxuan, Ci'en was the Tianji, Zhou Botong was the Tianquan, and the four formed the head of the fight;

Hong Qigong is Yuheng, Su Can is Kaiyang, Yang Guo is Yaoguang, and the three form a bucket handle.

Among the seven stars of the Big Dipper, Tianquan has the dimmest luminosity, but it is located at the place where the handle meets the head, and is the most important. Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and others all thought that Zhou Botong's martial arts were slightly weaker than Zhou Botong, so he assumed this key position. Yuheng is the main one, and Hong Qigong, who is the most powerful in the world, is in charge.

Although Su Can and Yang Guo's skills are profound, especially Su Can's skills are far superior to the five masters at this time, but people don't know this trick, considering that they are young, they let them guard the Kaiyang at the end of the handle , Rock light two.

The seven people sat cross-legged on the ground, exercising their kung fu and adjusting their breath. After half an hour, they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes. Huang Yaoshi listened carefully for a while, and said: "It's a war horse, less than a hundred. I think it's the group of monks." arrive."

Everyone heard the words and got up together, as the sound approached, the dust was flying, and there were dozens of horses galloping from the north, and immediately everyone was bald and dressed in exotic monk robes, it was the 64th monk who injured Guo Jing.

Su Can looked from a distance, and recognized that the first rider was Jinlun Guoshi, and his heart trembled.

The group of monks galloped to a nearby place, reined in their horses, and then tied the horses far away without saying a word. There were eight people in a group, 32 people in a group, and each stood up.

Two battle groups of 32 people, one east and one west, sandwiched the Tiangang Beidou Formation formed by Su Can's seven people, echoing each other, which is quite mysterious.

The battle group formed by 32 people in the west is dominated by Jinlun Guoshi, and the battle group formed by the monks in the east is led by an old monk with a wrinkled face.

Jinlun Guoshi looked at the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation formed by the seven people for a moment, and said: "Hong Qigong, Su Can, no matter how high your martial arts are, how can you be against the siege of 64 masters? I advise you to surrender early, abandon the dark and turn to the bright, Free from flesh and blood."

Hong Qigong laughed loudly when he heard the words: "You are bald, you are in vain as a generation of eminent monks. Not only did you have no mercy, you followed the Tartars southward, causing countless murders, but you also acted in righteousness. The old beggar wanted to ask for advice. What kind of 'Ming' are you?"

Jinlun Guoshi said: "The poor monk is the Mongolian national teacher, and he should do his best for the Great Khan. I, the Great Mongolia, follow the will of the heavens, and sweep the Liuhe. How can I not be 'Ming'?"

"You Song Dynasty's court is peaceful, the emperor is fatuous, and the officials are treacherous. Isn't it 'darkness'?"

Hong Qigong was about to refute, but the wrinkled old monk on the west side suddenly said: "Master, quickly kill these people and return to order, why bother talking?"

However, Jinlun Guoshi did not act if he had not heard of it, and introduced to Hong Qigong and Su Can: "This one is the abbot of Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain. ever heard?"

Hong Qigong laughed, pointed at Huang Yaoshi and said, "This one is Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, the master of Peach Blossom Island, has the national teacher heard of it?"

Master Jinlun's expression became solemn, he clasped his palms together and saluted, "I've heard about Dongxie's name for a long time, but today I can see her demeanor, and her reputation is well-deserved." Huang Yaoshi returned the salute with clasped fists.

Hong Qigong pointed to Master Yideng again and said: "The Southern Emperor is now a monk, but his Yiyang finger attainment has improved to a higher level, do you want to learn?"

Jinlun Guoshi thought that after Guo Jing was injured, Su Can still dared to send the letter of war, there must be another expert to help out, but he never thought that the legendary five masters of the world would appear one after another. Hearing Hong Qigong's words, Busy greeting with a lamp.

Then Jinlun Guoshi looked at Ci'en who was sitting on Tianji's seat, and saw that although he was dressed as a monk, there was a fierce look in his brows, and he thought to himself: "Even the Dharma can't melt away his hostility, this kind of murderous person, is it not?" The legendary West Poison? '

Thinking about this, he folded his palms together and saluted, "I dare not ask this master's Dharma name."

Hong Qigong guessed Jinlun Guoshi's mind, and said with a smile: "This master layman's name is Qiu Qianren, you must have heard of it."

Jinlun Guoshi suddenly realized: "It turns out that it is the old Mr. Iron Palm Water Piaoqiu, a poor monk with good manners."

Ci En clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name but did not answer.

Right now, among the four Dou Kui, only Zhou Botong has not yet been named by Jinlun Guoshi, he took the lead without waiting for Hong Qigong to introduce him, "You have heard of all three of them, so do you know who I am, Zhou Botong?" ah?"

Master Jinlun saw that he had silver beard and hair, and was on the same side as Huang Yaoshi, Master Yideng and others, so he knew that he must be a senior master in the Central Plains martial arts, but he had never heard of the name "Zhou Botong", so he laughed and said: "Old Zhou Sir name, poor monk"

"You must have never heard of it,"

Zhou Botong interrupted King Jinlun and said, "If you've heard of the old naughty boy, would you still say 'Old Mr. Zhou'?"

Zhou Botong's tone was frivolous when he spoke, it was because of his personality, not because he underestimated Jinlun.

Jinlun Guoshi's smile didn't fade, he didn't get angry, just about to speak, the abbot of Dalun Temple couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted: "Guoshi, if you don't do anything again, I'm going to grab the jackpot!"

Jinlun Guoshi Jing had a meeting just now, and he knew that the four old men on the Doukui star were all very capable, so he was very jealous. Hearing that the abbot of Dalun Temple wanted to be the first to do it, he thought: "Just let this old thing try it." Try it out. '

So he said with a smile: "Old abbot, please do it. I have heard the reputation of the Dalun Temple's flame knife for a long time, and I just saw it today."

The abbot of Dalun Temple gave a cold snort, stepped forward, made a knife with his right palm, and slashed at Hong Qigong's shoulder.

The 31 foreign monks around him connected their palms together when he stepped forward, and finally the two monks beside him each put out a palm and put it on his shoulders,
For a while, the internal forces of the 32 monks, including the old abbot, became one. When the old abbot slashed out with the knife, the surrounding temperature seemed to rise a little bit.

Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, Su Can and the other seven people did not dare to be careless when they saw this, and each stretched out a palm to put on the shoulder of the person beside him. A move of "seeing the dragon in the field" met the old abbot with a knife in his hand.

(End of this chapter)