Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 291 Juxian Village: Do it! The monk is here to cause trouble

a few days later.

Juxian Village in the suburbs of Yong'an County.

He is both a "miraculous doctor" and an "enemy of the king of hell", which shows how superb Xue Muhua's medical skills are. As long as such a person does not have some strange habits like Hu Qingniu and Heping Yizhi, generally speaking, he will have many friends and his reputation in the world will be far higher than that of Hu Qingniu and Heping Yizhi. Some sects have higher heads.

He spread the hero message widely and summoned martial arts heroes. Whether it was to give him face or to take the opportunity to become famous, he still had the idea of ​​killing Qiao Feng, a Khitan, to benefit the Han people. In short, the Juxian Village was extremely lively today. Outside the courtyard, there are all strong men chatting and drinking heavily, and there are also some reckless people who meet outside the village to fight.

The two eminent monks Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji of Shaolin Temple, the Five Tigers of the Shan family, Zhao Qiansun, Tan Gong Tan Po, Bao Qianling, Xiang Wanghai and others were sitting on the benches on the left side of the hall.

On the right side of the wall were members of the Beggar Clan, led by Xu Chongxiao, who had taken over the position of leader from Qiao Feng. On both sides were law enforcement elder Bai Shijing, Gong transfer elder Lu Zhang, and behind them were Song, Xi, Chen, The four elders Wu and Kang Min also came and sat next to Bai Shijing.

As landlords, You Ji and You Ju did not dare to take the throne and gave it to Xue Muhua, because they knew very well that if they did not give Dr. Not even invited.

I don’t know what he said to Wanghai, which angered Wu Changfeng, the elder of the Beggar Clan. He came to the yard with a ghost-headed knife and said sternly: "It is still unclear whether Qiao Feng is a Han hero or a Khitan dog thief. If he is really a Khitan Huru, I Wu Changfeng was the first to fight with him. Who do you think you are? If I want to kill Qiao Feng, no matter how hard I try, I can't get ahead of you, a dirty thief."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Elder Wu of the Beggar Clan still has a bad temper." A strange and sinister voice came, Wu Changfeng was startled, and the people in the hall also bent their heads and looked up.

"Humph, what kind of monk is Kong Kong?" Xuanji, the head of the Discipline Academy and Longshu Academy of Shaolin Temple, who had a majestic figure but a big round face with a sense of joy, walked out of the hall and shouted at the west building: "Void Kong, you Do you still dare to come to Juxian Village?"

"Arrogant!" Wu Changfeng couldn't help but yelled when he saw how disrespectful he was.

A sharp sound broke through the air.

Xuanji is the head of the Discipline Academy, and it is his duty to arrest the traitors in the Shaolin Temple. There are rumors in the world that both Xuanbei and Xuandu died at the hands of Kong Kong. According to people from the Beggar Clan, Monk Kong Kong did not deny the deception in the Apricot Grove that day. The accusation that his master had destroyed his ancestors was "encountering each other on a narrow road" at this time, and of course he could not turn a blind eye.

Qiao Feng, who asked Bao Qianling to deliver the greeting card, didn't come, so Monk Kong came first?

The setting sun's molten gold reflected in his pupils, seeming to ignite his eyes.

"Amitabha, Kong Kong, do you know your sin?" Xuannan, the head of Bodhidharma Academy who came out from behind, is short and fat, and has two beards. When he smiles, his eyes narrow into slits, and his cheeks are bulging like barley. Steamed buns, I really don’t know how the Samana who eats vegetarian food all day long fattened himself up.

"It's you?"

"Isn't this the head of the Discipline Academy and Nagarjuna Academy, my uncle Xuanji Master? Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for many days, his energy and spirit have not decreased but increased. It seems that... his internal strength has improved a lot."

He stood up, took a half step forward, put his feet on the corners, faced the sunset, fiddled with the tattered prayer beads on his chest twice, and said with a smile: "No one in this world can convict me."

In the name of a person, in the shadow of a tree, in the battle at Tianning Temple, whether they were members of the Beggar Clan or people like Mr. Tan, Po Tan, and Master Zhiguang, they could all see that Monk Kong was stronger than Qiao Feng.

If it weren't for the fact that Qiao Feng was a Khitan, he first killed his adoptive parents, then killed his mentor Xuan Ku, and caused a riot in the Shaolin Temple. It was really sensational and a heinous crime. I am afraid that today's gathering at Juxian Manor would be the target of condemnation for this and the four of them. He made friends with a great evil man. He first killed Master Xuanbei's uncle, then stole the sword manual of Tianlong Temple's Six Meridians Divine Sword, and then killed the three shameless lewd monks, Master Xuandu's uncle.

For a moment, when the people below looked at him, they really had a weird feeling that he should be a guest from heaven but accidentally left behind on earth.

A black shadow shot out, collided with Xuanji's finger force, and exploded into a cloud of gray mist in the air.

In Chu Pingsheng's view, this pair is definitely the comedic duo of Shaolin Temple.

A disciple of the Beggar Clan who was leaning on a wooden pillar in the corridor and eating melon seeds quickly threw away the melon seed rinds in his hand, pointed to the roof and said, "It's Monk Kong. Monk Kong is here."

I saw a man sitting on the horned beast on the roof of the west building. He was wearing a gray monk's robe, simple monk shoes and white leggings underneath. A few rosary beads hanging on his chest were missing, and his clothes were in tatters. Unlike the two eminent monks Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji in the hall, both wearing Futian robes and holding strings of sandalwood beads, the only thing that made the monk shine was his head with six scars. When the sun shone, it was so bright that it was not dazzling.

Xuanji was well versed in the principle of using hands and never forcing. He thrust forward with the hand holding the rosary beads, and fired with his index finger. He shot a volley of finger force towards Chu Pingsheng's Zusanli point, trying to close the acupuncture point and move it from the floor. The top forces the fall.

call out.

Wu Changfeng was stunned.

He, a novice monk two generations younger, actually commented on his uncle's martial arts?
Seeing this scene, Xue Muhua, who walked out with brothers You Ji and You Ju, frowned. He stroked his long beard, worried that the monk was here to help Qiao Feng. If these two new villains in the Central Plains martial arts world join forces, what happened today will probably happen. A fierce fight is inevitable.

It wasn't until the pieces fell to the ground that everyone realized that the black shadow was actually a tile the size of a fingernail. All of them suddenly turned pale and had nothing to say.

A first-class master can do it by using palm power or strong internal strength to fight against finger power. However, something like popping pebbles and invisible finger power not only requires internal strength, but is also a test of vision and reaction. The strongest volley finger force can only affect targets within two feet, but the method of ejecting stones to drill holes is much farther.

One blow and the verdict is decided.

As the leader of Bodhidharma Academy, Xuan Nan's skills were much higher than Xuan Ji's. However, after seeing the duel just now, he thought that if it were him, he would not be able to defeat the nominal disciple on the roof of the west building.

How could a humble novice monk suddenly become so powerful?
It's a bad start, it's a bad start.

Xuanji and Xuannan, as the two most powerful people in the entire Juxian Village, were insulted by Monk Kong the moment they showed up. No one could laugh. Except Chu Pingsheng.

"Mrs. Ma, you are actually here, haha..."

"Little master, I didn't have a chance to meet you at Xingzilin last time. I didn't expect that I came to Juxian Manor this time. I really came at the right time."

Kang Min's white skirt covered her body. As she spoke, she walked out from behind Bai Shijing. Her gait was graceful and swaying, exuding a charm from the inside out.

"How did you practice your kung fu to be so strong? Was that squeak just now also the 72 unique skills of the Shaolin Temple?"

Chu Pingsheng was about to speak, but he didn't know what he heard. He glanced in the direction of the courtyard door and suddenly grabbed Rufeng. A strong suction pulled a handsome young man in a gray gown diagonally across the corridor towards the west building. With a sharp exclamation, the scarf covering his long hair fell off, and his black hair hung down. Only then did the people around him realize that the handsome young man was actually a woman disguised as a man.

Zhong Ling was led to the monk by the crane skill, played with her long hair, and pouted with displeasure on her face: "What are you doing?"

"Your mother asked me to come to you."

"I'm not going back, I want to find Duan Yu."

"Duan Yu is with your mother."

"Really?"

Zhong Ling smiled and narrowed her eyes. If the west tower had not been built on top of a verandah, with green tiles and wooden tiles, making it difficult to stand on. If it were replaced by flat ground, she would have jumped for joy.

Chu Pingsheng squinted at her and said, "Then who do you think told the Gusu Wang family to spread the news that Duan Yu would come to Juxian Manor to watch the excitement?"

"village owner, village owner, Qiao Feng is here."

At this time, a man wearing a green cloth shirt rushed into the courtyard and reported the enemy's situation to You Ji, You Ju and Xue Muhua.

Everyone looked stern, and turned their attention from the roof of the west building to the gate of the villa. They heard a bell ringing, and Qiao Feng rushed into the villa with a mule cart. The black cloth covering the windows of the carriage shook, and a person was vaguely visible. Lying.

Call...

Qiao Feng stopped the mule, opened the curtain of the carriage, and helped out an ugly woman from inside. She was young, only sixteen or seventeen years old. She was wearing a light yellow shirt. Judging from her gait, she must have been seriously injured. of internal injuries.

"Because of Qiao Feng's recklessness, this girl was seriously injured. I heard that Divine Doctor Xue has excellent medical skills and is known as the enemy of the King of Hell, so I came here to beg for treatment with great shame."

Xue Muhua walked closer and felt the ugly girl's pulse: "She was struck by the Great Vajra Fist."

Huh?
Chu Pingsheng, who was standing on the roof of the west building, frowned slightly.

When he saw A'Zhu not in Tianning Temple before, he became suspicious. Sure enough, this little girl followed Qiao Feng to Shaolin Temple and was injured by Xuan Ci.

But isn’t Xuanci’s special skill the Great Vajra Palm? How come this place has become the Great Vajra Fist?

Is the author eating the settings again?

Of course, to him, this was not the point, the Yi Jin Jing in A'Zhu's hand was.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xuannan walked down the steps in front of the door, raised his hand and said: "In the whole world, there is only one master, Master Xuanci, the abbot of this temple, who can master the Great Vajra Fist. My senior brother is highly respected, how could he do this to a little girl?" ”

Of course, Qiao Feng did not dare to reveal that A'Zhu disguised himself as Zhi Qing and sneaked into the Shaolin Temple.

"That's right, Abbot Xuanci is compassionate and would never attack a girl. It's probably someone pretending to be a Shaolin monk to hurt someone."

A'Zhu was slapped on the back, his mind was fine, his eyes rolled around, and he was about to move Murong Fu out, scare the people in the Shaolin Temple, and show off his master's prestige, when suddenly a voice came from the west building.

"Qiao Feng, are you talking about me?"

Only then did Qiao Feng and A'Zhu realize that there was a man and a woman standing on the roof of the west building. The man had a bald head. He was none other than the empty monk who had been with him outside Wuxi a few days ago.

"It's you?"

The string in his heart suddenly became tense.

Chu Pingsheng did not respond to his exclamation, and punched suddenly. Bang, the chi kiss on the roof of the west building, which was used to suppress the fire, was smashed to pieces by an extremely strong punch. The stones fell down with crackling sounds, shocking the two of them. Zhuang Ding held his head and ran away.

(End of this chapter)