take an acre with you

When the car enters the range of Shaolin Temple.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Xiaohu saw everything about Shaolin Temple, and the driver was an old man, talking about famous people and famous things about Shaolin Temple!

Even if you are a person who doesn't understand, after hearing these things, you will have an understanding, and you will have a yearning heart in your heart!

"See those foreigners, they are all here to learn martial arts!"

The driver pointed to a few foreigners outside, they were tall and big.

Zhang Xiaohu has long seen that the people here are as light as swallows, and they are all Lianjiazi, out-and-out.

This is a place to practice martial arts!

"Xi Wu, after all, is in decline!"

Zhang Xiaohu sighed softly in his heart, this was the first time he saw so many people practicing martial arts.

I don't know when it started, martial arts began to become a part of the long river of history. As time went by, traditional martial arts gradually began to disappear, replaced by Judo, Taekwondo, which is convenient and time-saving and labor-saving, without suffering!

Soon, they stopped at the foot of the mountain!

"This place is so lively!"

After getting off the car, Yang Xiaoming said something with a smile.

Since defeating Qiao Fu, the inner demons are no longer there, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Now he is not so disgusted with Shaolin Temple!

"Shaolin Temple is still very famous. Look here, almost every household is practicing martial arts, and there is a certain degree of enthusiasm. No wonder so many people are willing to become lay disciples!"

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at it casually, and understood something.

This place is famous for practicing martial arts, Zhang Xiaohu even saw that many foreigners gathered here, and there were also many foreigners wearing monk uniforms.

Here, everything seems so natural and comfortable.

"Let's stay here for a day and talk about it!"

Zhang Xiaohu was not in a hurry to go up the mountain, although he knew that Shaolin Temple was not far from him, but he still had to wait for two people.

One is the emptiness, and the other is the real person without form.

Into the Shaolin Temple?Zhang Xiaohu is not interested in this, so let Xu Kongzi and Wuxiang Daoist come over in person

At this time, Shaolin Temple is on the main mountain!

"You said that an innate master wants to challenge our Shaolin Temple?"

Today's Shaolin Temple is different from the Shaolin Temple of the past.

Inside Shaolin Temple, in addition to the antique buildings, there are more technological things, which are integrated into the new era.

"Brother, once that person comes, you'd better arrest him. Also, there may be a master beside him, so you should also pay attention, I will send the fax right away!"

In a room in Shaolin Temple.

Modern equipment, everything is available.

For example, the current monks are holding a mobile phone and talking to each other!

"A congenital master, dare to come to Shaolin Temple, let you go and never return!"

The one who answered the phone was also an elder, the elder who was hidden from the world, and was very mysterious in Shaolin Temple.

quickly!

The elder received the fax, and the faces of the two people appeared vaguely on it.

"I thought they were two masters who became famous, but it turns out they are young men with no hair!" The elder held the fax slip, which was Zhang Xiaohu and Yang Xiaoming.

"However, your actions are too harsh. Our lay disciples are all from Shaolin Temple. If you dare to come here, you must pay the price!"

The elder is angry!

"Let the head of the discipline courtyard come over!"

In Shaolin Temple, the Discipline Academy is actually a place that manages punishments. Any Shaolin Temple disciple who makes a mistake must accept punishment.

This is a place of power!

Soon, a middle-aged man came up, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, with a majestic face. The important thing is that in such a cold day, with his upper body naked, he didn't feel the cold at all.

"Disciple Huishan, I have met the elder!"

Huishan is the head of the Discipline Academy, with great power, and there is no disciple in Shaolin Temple who is not afraid.

"There is something you need to deal with!" said the elder, "Our lay disciples have had their dantian destroyed, and we have lost a congenital master!"

"Who is so bold, dares to attack our Shaolin disciples!"

Huishan's eyes shone coldly, and at a glance, it made people dreadful.

"Their people are here, you arrange people and bring them up the mountain. No one is allowed to desecrate the honor of Shaolin Temple!" The elder handed the faxed list to Huishan!

"The disciple will do it right away!"

"Go!"

Huishan came out of the Zen room with a gloomy face.

"Yang Xiaoming, Zhang Xiaohu, you are quite courageous. We Shaolin Temple's innate masters dare to abolish them, and even dare to come to challenge us. We don't know how to live or die!"

down the mountain!

With the influence of Shaolin Temple, every year is better than every year, and the foot of this mountain has become a prosperous place.

Those who came here for the first time thought that they had entered a river and lake, the streets and alleys were selling everywhere, and things about martial arts formed a commercial street.

What kind of martial arts cheats, what Buddhist scriptures, etc., they have everything.

As long as you think about it, this place exists, it is dazzling to see, and you don't know what to buy, and there are even performers on the street.

What is broken boulder in the chest, invulnerable to swords and guns, and practicing kung fu horizontally has become commonplace here, a real show of performing arts.

In addition, various plasters for bruises are very popular here, attracting many people to watch and buy.

"This is a small river and lake!"

At noon, Zhang Xiaohu and Yang Xiaoming went to an ordinary restaurant.

The restaurants here are different from ordinary ones. They drink heavily and eat meat. It seems that they have returned to the era of rivers and lakes, which has become a feature of this place.

For example, the dishes are served in large bowls, which are antique, and the portions are very sufficient. The only thing people think about is whether they can eat it all. This is a question worth thinking about.

"Boss, would you like some soju?"

Zhang Xiaohu was also surprised by the dishes on the table. From the dishes on this table, it seems to be reminiscent of the rivers and lakes back then, isn't it so?

"Then have a bowl!"

Under such an atmosphere, Zhang Xiaohu naturally wanted to serve a big bowl.

The aroma of the wine is overflowing, although it is not as good as the one made by oneself, but the taste is good, it is suitable for people in the world, who drink heavily and eat meat.

"The lad is not bad!"

At this time, the two men next to him laughed.

Zhang Xiaohu is not very old, and he has achieved success in cultivation. In the eyes of others, he is very young, but when he is a big bowl, they all admire him.

People who drink drink most admire people who can drink, otherwise how can they make friends with wine, so popular.

"you flatter me!"

Zhang Xiaohu cupped his hands.

Zhang Xiaohu ate the meal at noon very refreshingly, and the taste was also very good. It was more of an aftertaste for Jianghu men.

When he came out of the restaurant, Zhang Xiaohu noticed that all these restaurants had the slogan "Dream of Jianghu", which he hadn't noticed before.

After eating and drinking enough, I naturally want to go back to the place where I live!

"It's them!"

When they came back, they were immediately surrounded by seven or eight monks. Every monk had a expressionless face, showing a kind of coercion, a look, and a movement, which made people feel frightened and powerless to resist.

"Boss, they are from the Discipline Academy!" Yang Xiaoming hastily reminded.

Several monks surrounded the two people, attracting a while of onlookers.

"Two benefactors, the head of our Discipline Academy welcomes you, please go up there!"

Among them, the leading monk, the ceremony first and then the soldier.

"Who knows, what happened?"

"The head of the Discipline Academy, why did you come down to invite someone? Strange, so strange!"

"Did it offend people? It must be like this. Don't offend people. Few people from the Discipline Academy come down, or are they themselves lay disciples?"

Many people discussed it!

Of course, this kind of thing is not unusual in this place. Monks often come down to invite people, and this is not the first time they have met.

"Tell you chief, I'm not in the mood to go up today, and I'll visit the door in person tomorrow!"

Who is Zhang Xiaohu, a dignified and strong foundation builder, how could he follow them away just because of a word, this is too shameful.

go with you?no way!

The person at the head was obviously also taken aback. In this place, it actually belongs to them. Now someone refuses the invitation?

This is clearly disrespecting Shaolin Temple!

"Since the first lord has invited you, you two must go up!" The head monk waved his hand, "Bring them up!"

In this place, the monks of Shaolin Temple have a lot of power and influence, and everyone is used to bringing someone up there.

They suspected that these two were lay disciples and must have committed something outside.

Ever since Shaolin Temple became well-known, it has become the Big Dipper of Mount Tai, and it will cause an earthquake if you stomp your feet, which shows the horror of it.

Therefore, some people with a bad reputation in the Jianghu will usually be invited to go to Shaolin Temple once they come to Shaolin Temple. In the end, they will convert to my Buddha and achieve the reputation of Shaolin Temple.

Seven or eight monks unfolded a formation and used their grasping hands to capture them. They shot together and cooperated tacitly. Once they shot, they blocked all the back roads.

"so amazing!"

"It's the first time I've seen that the grappling hand can still be used like this!"

"I can't escape!"

In the field, many people from the Jianghu were shocked when they saw the monks of Shaolin Temple make a move. They thought that if they could not stop their attack, they would definitely become prisoners.

Taishan Beidou, Shaolin Temple, and the not-so-famous grabbers alone make people astonished.

"Go away!"

Yang Xiaoming yelled, like an earthquake, sent seven or eight monks flying out, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and injured them in an instant.

The shout of the innate master contained a supreme attack, which easily injured them.

"It's a good move, Lion Roar!"

"Wrong, this is not a lion's roar, he is born strong!"

"so horrible!"

Yang Xiaoming stepped forward, "Get out!"

The young man in the lead, his face darkened, met a formidable opponent, and even he himself felt the shock just now.

I can't stop it, I really can't stop it!

"Just wait and see!" The head monk supported the other monks, left a harsh word, and left.

They have already suffered a loss, and if they continue, it is no less than discrediting!