The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 25 The Lion Gate

"But abbot, she is the descendant of the contemporary Taiwu. The Shaolin Temple erected a monument in Taiwu Village as an oath, so we can't drive her out like this." Said an old monk with a mole in the corner of the eye to the left of Zen Master Jianhun arrive.

"That's why, Junior Brother Jianxu, I invited you here in the middle of the night to discuss what to do together." Zen Master Jianxuan had a bitter look on his face.

The four old people, all of whom are [-] years old together, fell silent for a moment, resounding. This sensitive identity is like a piece of hot potato.

After a while, Zen Master Jianzhuan stood up, slapped the table until it banged, and looked anxiously at the three people in front of him.

"What should I do, talk!! Jian Wei, Jian Xu, Jian E, I invite you three elders to come here at night, not to meditate!!!"

"Abbot, how about this?" The old man named Jianwei said, "Didn't you say that this person is a martial arts idiot, why don't I give him all the martial arts cheats she wants, and let her learn early Walk."

Zen Master Jianzhuan shook his head, "Hey, if she's just a martial idiot, that's fine. If you give it to me, you can give it to me. Don't forget, she is a temptress. She is here every day to fornicate Shaolin disciples. If it happens Who will be stabbed out one day, and where will the face of the decent head of Shaolin Temple be put!! By the way, she is still a worthless person!! Our Shaolin Temple can't afford it!"

Hearing Zen Master Jian Zhuan say this, the room was full of sighs.

Suddenly, Jian'e's eyes lit up, he quickly stood up, and said excitedly to Zen Master Jianhun, "Abbot, you just said that Taiwu is a martial idiot?"

Zen Master Jianzhuan nodded, "That's right, she is not only a martial idiot, but also a martial idiot with infinite strength. I have seen her perform the Shaolin stick technique, which is at least twice as powerful as that performed by ordinary Shaolin disciples. "

"Then I have a clever plan here, Junior Brother. I don't know if I should talk about it or not."

Looking at the slightly satisfied old face, Zen Master Jianzhuan jumped his feet angrily, "Oh, it's come to this point, what's the point, what can I do, tell me quickly!!"

"Isn't this person a martial idiot? We can find a way to brag to her about the boundless power of other sects' unique skills, and lure her to harm other sects."

Just after Jianwei finished speaking, the eyes of the other three people lit up instantly, and Jianxu clapped his hands vigorously, "This plan is very good, this plan is very good, it's better to brag about those evil sects, let this descendant of Taiwu fight poison with poison. "

When Abbot Jianwei heard this, he also joined in the discussion, "What about the Five Immortals?? Let's let this Taiwu do harm to them, how about it?"

Zen Master Jianzhuan shook his head, "No, no, most of the Five Immortals are witches, and no men will harm her. I have to wait until I find a cult with many men, and then we will not deal with our Shaolin Temple..."

Speaking of this, Zen Master Jian Zhuan took out a sheet marked with each sect, "Everyone, take a look."

After the four looked at the map and had a heated discussion for a while, Zen Master Jianzhuan firmly pointed at the map, "Stop arguing!! It's here!! Guangzhou Shixiangmen!!"

A few days later, the situation in Shaolin Temple was calm, and the infatuated man who was on tenterhooks came over once, and told him what the abbot told him, but he was blown away by a loud bang.

At that time, no one saw that Xinyong was killed by Ning Shuning, so there was no need for him to panic.

But when he thought of the two dead bodies buried in the back mountain of Shaolin, he knew that Shaolin Temple might not be able to stay any longer, so he had to find a chance to take a walk.

At noon that day, Dangdang was dancing with sticks as usual, and two monks in yellow robes walked over from the side.

One of them glanced at Dangdang who was practicing martial arts, winked at his companion, coughed, and started his performance.

"Ah~ Brother, although it is said that the world's martial arts come from Shaolin, but if you want to say that the external martial arts are the most powerful, they belong to the Lion Sect."

"Junior brother said it is extremely, the lion's sect's martial arts is domineering. Although it doesn't pay attention to the cultivation of internal strength, it is unrivaled in the world when practicing hard qigong. It can break gold and break stones, and is invulnerable to swords and guns. It can be called the ultimate external martial arts!"

Hearing what they said, Dang Dang suddenly stopped waving the long stick in his hand, and strode towards the two of them, "Wait, you two!!"

Hearing Dangdang's call, the two Shaolin disciples looked at each other, turned around together, and looked at Dangdang who was galloping over.

"Senior brothers, is the lion phase sect technique you mentioned just now really that powerful??" Dangdang asked after catching up.

One of the older monks curled up his mouth and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, Taiwu benefactor, monks don't tell lies."

Rang Dang touched his forehead, and said to himself: "I have learned half of the Shaolin stick technique, it seems not good to change to another school all of a sudden."

Seeing the resounding hesitation in front of him, Xin Gui recalled what the abbot had told him before, and hurriedly said anxiously: "Master Taiwu, this remark is wrong. Although the Lion Sect doesn't have stick skills, they have marksmanship skills." Ah, sticks and spears are inherited in one continuous line, without any delay."

Glancing at the monk in front of him, he nodded resoundingly and vigorously, "Well, what you said is very true, now prepare your luggage."

Just as Rang Dangdang left, Zen Master Jian Zhuan walked over from behind the two monks. "how??"

Xingui clasped her hands together to her abbot, "Abbot, it worked, she just said to prepare her luggage."

Hearing this, Zen Master Jian Zhuan couldn't stop his joyful expression on his face and said: "Hehe, this plague god has finally left, hum! Li He, last time you, the Lion Master, dared to hurt my Shaolin disciples, I will This time I have a big gift for you.

"Ah cut!!!" Li He, the head of the Lion Gate Sect far away in Guangzhou, rubbed his nose.

"Sister Dangdang, where are we going this time? Is it far from here???" Ning Shuning asked while loading the clothes into the wooden cart.

Fang Dangdang took a piece of cotton cloth and wiped his weapon, "Let's go to the Lion Gate this time, and hope that the Lion Gate will not be as stingy as the Shaolin Temple."

While Xiang Dangdang and Ning Shuning were packing their luggage, Zen Master Jian Zhuan came in from the door with a few monks, his face full of spring. "Hehehe, Taiwu benefactor~, are you leaving?"

Dang Dang glanced at him, "Yes, you Shaolin Temple is so hidden, I really might as well go to another sect."

Zen Master Jianzhuan was not angry when he was resented, he turned to the monks behind him and said, "Hurry up and help Master Taiwu clean up."

"Yes, Abbot."

With the help of these monks, all the things were loaded onto the wooden cart in less than a cup of tea.

After tidying up, a fat monk with a big belly next to him took a big package and put it on the car.

(End of this chapter)