Legend of the Heroes of the Southern Kingdom

Chapter 180 Putian Temple escaped danger

Seeing that there is a wall behind Jueze, there is no way to retreat, and he can only sit and wait for death. Suddenly, Su Qingxue yelled: "Wenxuan be careful!" As if the lock was fixed, Li Wenxuan couldn't let go, and then threw it backwards with such force, Li Wenxuan's body couldn't help but flew backwards, and landed ten feet away, but his feet retreated another ten feet in a row. Stand firm, and at the same time see clearly that the old monk is behind him.

The old monk forced Li Wenxuan back, put his palms together and said: "Benefactor, it's only a martial arts competition, why do you have to fight so hard?" Jue Ze blushed, and wanted to fight Li Wenxuan again, but was stopped by the old monk with a wave of his sleeve.

Li Wenxuan snorted, feeling amused in his heart: "When you monks were going to hurt me, why didn't you say that he was a heavy hand? If you protect your weaknesses and attack behind your back, I'm still a high-ranking monk, so it's nothing more than that!" Li Wenxuan Seeing the old monk talking like this, he must be sincerely trying to embarrass himself, explaining left and right is useless, and he didn't bother to explain to him anymore, he shouted loudly, and then raised the fire stick to stab the old monk.

The old monk shook his head at him, his expression seemed quite disappointed. Facing Li Wenxuan's menacing approach, the old monk didn't dodge. When the fire stick was less than three feet away from him, he suddenly protected his heart with both palms. , and then slammed forward.Li Wenxuan was surprised. No matter how high the internal strength of this old monk was, he was still a body of flesh and blood. If he just hit this fire stick like this, his palm would definitely be burned.

Li Wenxuan said in his heart: "You didn't dodge yourself, but you sneaked up on me. You deserve it for being scalded!" Li Wenxuan pushed the burning stick forward, but only saw the flames on the stick, facing the palm of the old monk, it seemed that he was thrown away. It was like entering the bellows, not only did not burn the old monk at all, but all of it was blown back backwards, pounced on Li Wenxuan's arm, and the flame was much higher than before.

Li Wenxuan was horrified, he let go of his hand hastily, and took two steps back, but he still couldn't dodge, the back of his hand was still scalded by the flames, but fortunately he returned the attack quickly, so his clothes were not set alight by the flames.Li Wenxuan suffered pain in his hands, and the wooden stick fell to the ground. The old monk swung his palm again, and knocked out the flames on it.

Li Wenxuan rubbed the back of his hand and asked loudly, "What do you want!"

The old monk didn't say a word, but walked towards Li Wenxuan at a leisurely pace, apparently planning to take Li Wenxuan down in one fell swoop. Li Wenxuan knew that he couldn't beat him, and was afraid in his heart, so he pulled Su Qingxue back again and again while thinking of countermeasures.

"Benefactor, you—" the old monk pushed Li Wenxuan to the base of the wall, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a sudden "boom——" from the roof, and several people couldn't help but look up at the same time. Someone punched a big hole, and there were many messy things falling down, everyone was surprised, Li Wenxuan protected Su Qingxue's body, the old monk jumped back to dodge, and they were all far away For fear of being hit on the head by something, bricks and tiles and dust kept falling from the roof, and the room was full of flying dust. Su Qingxue couldn't help covering her mouth and nose, while Li Wenxuan watched all these changes with wide eyes.

The dust settled, and the chaotic voices stopped one after another, but there was one more person among the broken bricks and tiles. This person turned into ashes and Li Wenxuan recognized him. It was the one who had the hatred of taking the sword, and the one who snatched Li Wenxuan. The life of the beggar.

"You—you—you—" Li Wenxuan gritted his teeth in hatred, seeing the old beggar say "you" three times in a row, but he was too angry to say the words after that.Li Wenxuan was furious, but Su Qingxue, as if seeing a savior, shouted loudly: "Senior, you are here, I thought you wouldn't come!"

The old beggar tilted his head and showed an imperceptible smile at Su Qingxue. Su Qingxue felt at ease, but Li Wenxuan only felt that his body was so cold.

I just heard the beggar say: "When you monk wants to hurt someone, why don't you stop him, and don't tell him that he is a heavy hand? Your apprentice is worthless, and you are so unbearable because of your age. Shooting a child in the back, it's really powerful, it really deserves to be Putian Temple!" These few words can be understood by everyone, obviously they are hurting the old monk, but they are actually helping Li Wenxuan say.

The old monk over there saw the beggar, his whole face was already green, and hearing what he said, he trembled all over and almost fainted. He took several deep breaths, and then he gradually calmed down and said: " I don't have time to tell you anything else, what's your business here today?"

The beggar pointed to Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "I want these two dolls!"

The old monk raised his eyebrows angrily, and shouted: "You are really confused! Are you really crazy! Do you know who this person is?"

The beggar said: "I know, his surname is Li, and his name is Li Wenxuan."

"Then since you know his name, you should know what he did! He killed the old owner Situ and even worked for the Jinren. Even if you are a hundred times confused, you shouldn't meddle in this matter today!" The old monk's voice was close to a roar.

Seeing that the two were arguing fiercely, Jue Ze took advantage of the opportunity and slowly moved forward step by step next to the wall, getting closer to Li Wenxuan, wanting to rush down the killer and take Li Wenxuan down so that he could eat the food he just ate. It's a shame to get it back.Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue were all focused on the two old guys, and they didn't notice Jue Ze's actions.

The beggar said in a deep voice: "It's been so many years, I don't think that in today's Putian Temple, not only the old ones are useless, but there are so many thieves inside the small one!"

When everyone heard the beggar's sudden words, they were taken aback for a moment, and soon they all saw Jue Ze's strangeness. The old monk suddenly shouted: "Jue Ze, come back!" But it was too late, only saw the beggar's footsteps He didn't move, but his body floated towards Jue Ze out of thin air. He said that he floated there, but it was just because he didn't touch the ground, but in fact, he came roaring like lightning. Jue Ze heard the old monk calling himself, and wanted to answer. But as soon as he opened his mouth, half of his face was covered by the huge tattered sleeve, as if he had been slapped, his face hurt, and then he was caught by the strength of the sleeve The whole person was three feet off the ground and was thrown towards the window.

The old monk was afraid that his apprentice would be hurt, so he wanted to stop the beggar, but he was too slow, so he had to stand in front of the window to stop him, trying to catch Jue Ze, but the force seemed too strong, the old monk Surrounding Jueze with both hands, he couldn't catch him. Jueze just slipped out of the old monk's hand and flew out of the window.

Judging from the force of the beggar's throw, Jue Ze might have to fly three or five feet away, and if he fell to the ground for real, his brain would surely burst.Jue Ze's face was pale with fright at this time, his limbs danced wildly, his facial features were all tangled together, and he was extremely embarrassed.But it was also strange, Jue Ze had just stepped out of the window, but his body stopped flying forward, but landed heavily on the blue tiles of the eaves, and then he heard the sound of crackling tiles, and Jue Ze Howling, Gulu Gulu rolled downstairs, there were many monks surrounding Li Wenxuan below, seeing Jue Ze falling, naturally they tried their best to catch him, but the bald heads of the people were suffering, and they would inevitably be caught by him. Watching Jueze drop the tiles and knock a few times, sure enough, soon some monks cried out in pain.

The old monk's face was almost dark at this time, and he said angrily: "Zi..." The old monk said the word "Zi", his expression suddenly changed, and he said again: "I am thinking of the past, I don't want to It's difficult for you, don't bully others too much!"

The beggar snorted coldly and said: "Master Ziqing, I also think about the past relationship, and I don't want to embarrass you. Let me take these two dolls away. Don't make trouble here. Don't force me to be with you." Do it!"

The old monk had never mentioned his name before. Both Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue guessed that he was an eminent monk in the temple, but they heard the beggar say that this old monk was the son of the monk Ziqing who was second only to the abbot in the temple. At that time, both of them were shocked, and Li Wenxuan secretly rejoiced that although the beggar was disgusting, he came in time, otherwise Li Wenxuan and Ziqing would definitely suffer a big loss if they fought.

Since the two old guys met each other, they haven't said a word of kindness to each other. They quarreled and became more and more angry. It seemed that there was some old enmity. At this time, they were already frozen, but Li Wenxuan was secretly happy , thinking: "If these two masters are inseparable, then don't I have a chance to escape?" Li Wenxuan didn't want to fall into the hands of Putian Temple, but he also didn't want to let this beggar take him away. Smiled at Su Qingxue, but Su Qingxue looked blank, wondering what Li Wenxuan's idea was, and she could still laugh at such an important time.

Monk Ziqing quarreled with the beggar again, but no matter how annoyed he was, the beggar was suddenly happy and angry, as if he didn't care at all. After a while, he turned around and pulled Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue. Monk Qing saw this, how could this be possible, and immediately flew forward to block between the two, the beggar said coldly: "You can think clearly, you really want to fight me?"

Monk Ziqing didn't speak to him, but turned his right palm in front of him. The distance between the two was far away, but the palm of his right hand had already swept towards the beggar's chest. How much stronger was this palm than the previous fight with Li Wenxuan? The palm is much more domineering, Li Wenxuan couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, and said in his heart: "If this monk used this kind of palm force to face his own fire stick, I'm afraid that not only the back of his hand will be burned, but his whole body may have become mature." I bought a suckling pig."

The corner of the beggar's mouth was raised, as if he disdained the palm wind. Sure enough, the beggar leaned slightly, and saw the tattered clothes in front of him shaking slightly, and the palm wind brushed his chest, shaking his chest. Clothes, but did not touch the slightest flesh.You need to know that the palm wind is no better than ordinary fists and feet, and there is no clear path to see. It is difficult to dodge so accurately, and the risk is very high. A slight deviation will be injured by the palm force.

Monk Ziqing failed with one move, and then he threw out both palms again, and the palm wind howled and covered half of the beggar's body. As soon as they collided, there was only a sudden bang, and the two of them each took a step back, obviously evenly matched.However, Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue felt the gust of wind blowing against their faces, and they also knew how powerful they were. Li Wenxuan originally planned to take Su Qingxue to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but seeing that their skills were so strong, they hesitated and hesitated. No matter who the two of them pulled out their hands to stop him, Li Wenxuan would be no match for him.

The beggar said again: "Ziqing, Ziqing, if you want to compete with me, you can make an appointment, and I will come to find you, but today I must take these two dolls away!"

The monk Ziqing drank: "Putian Temple will take down the person who kills the owner of Situ Village, even if he uses all the strength of the whole temple, not to mention you alone, even if there are thousands of troops, I, Putian Temple, will not be afraid !"

"Haha——" the beggar laughed loudly, and suddenly the laughter stopped abruptly, and he said in a very sinister way: "What if... I tell you that Situ Ying was killed by someone else?"

"What!" Monk Ziqing's whole body shook when he heard this, and just as he was distracted, the beggar suddenly took a step to the side, swept the ground with his foot, and kicked the brazier towards Ziqing. Qing, the firewood in the brazier was burning vigorously, and was kicked up by the beggar, all kinds of red coals and burning firewood were woven into a fire net and covered towards Ziqing.Ziqing was shocked, knowing that the beggar was deceiving on purpose, distracted himself by being deceived, and decided to go up and fight a few more moves, but thousands of sparks were rushing towards him, Ziqing had no choice but to dodge aside.

The beggar saw the timing, saw Ziqing give way, flew forward, passed through the wall of fire, before the burning firewood fell to the ground, he arrived at Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue's side first, regardless of the clothes on his body The place was lit, and then he turned around and slapped again, hitting the bookcase beside him with the flames that were about to fall to the ground.

Ziqing was going to step forward to stop him, but when he saw the beggar's slap, he decided that he was going to hit these sparks at him, and he had already made preparations, intending to face the beggar again, but unexpectedly, the flames flew towards him. Looking at the bookshelf over there, there are all kinds of scriptures and books on the bookshelves. After a long time, it has long been rough and will catch fire. In a blink of an eye, more than ten places have burned.

This time it really cost Ziqing's life. Ziqing shouted to put out the fire. The monks below saw the fire upstairs, and they were in a mess. They didn't know whether to fetch water supplies or continue to circle the sky. In the scroll building, Ziqing was worried about the scriptures in the scroll building, so he directly beat the flames with his monk's robe, and saved every one he could.

"Haha, Master Ziqing, don't pass!"

Hearing the sound, Ziqing looked around, and saw that the beggar had already carried Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue to the window like he was catching chickens, and then jumped up, passed over the heads of the monks downstairs, and flew into the distance. Step past, has disappeared behind the woods.Ziqing was angry and anxious, but he saw that the person had gone far away and could not catch up. The fire was so intense that even half of his own eyebrows were burned, so he had to shout: "All disciples put out the fire first!"

Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue were carried by the beggar and ran all the way. Li Wenxuan still held grudges about what happened before, and said: "Don't think that I will be grateful to you if you saved me today. Where is my Qingshuang Sword? What about the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Manual?"

The beggar didn't even look at Li Wenxuan, and said, "What sword? Throw it away. That book will be burned as waste paper when it catches fire."

Li Wenxuan didn't come up in one breath, and almost turned his back on it. These two things can be said to be the most treasures in the martial arts. Li Wenxuan knew that he was talking nonsense, but he was still furious and frightened after hearing it.

Li Wenxuan wanted to open his mouth to scold again, but Su Qingxue waved his hand to Li Wenxuan, Li Wenxuan sighed, and had no choice but to give up temporarily, and settle accounts with the beggar after he was out of danger.

"Come and go in a hurry. After so many years, it really hasn't changed at all."

The beggar led Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue out of the courtyard wall of Putian Temple, but they heard someone talking behind them, so they couldn't help but stop. The three of them turned around at the same time, and looked at the person who was speaking.

I saw an old monk standing under the plaque in front of Putian Temple, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and two white eyebrows raised slightly, which made the already energetic eyes more eye-catching. His complexion was as smooth as jade, as smooth as a child's skin If it weren't for those two white eyebrows, this monk would definitely not be called an "old".

Li Wenxuan looked at the old monk's relaxed appearance, and said to himself: "Is this the abbot of Putian Temple?"

Li Wenxuan spoke in a very low voice, but he didn't want to be heard by others. The old monk said with a smile: "What Li benefactor said is right, the poor monk is Ziming."

Both Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue felt their hearts skip a beat, thinking: "It's bad, just now that Ziqing was already quite difficult, now meeting the abbot again, wouldn't it be even more difficult, can this beggar beat him ?” Looking at the beggar again, his face was not very good-looking, and his face, which was already dirty, was even more taut at this moment.

Li Wenxuan and Su Qingxue looked at each other, not knowing what to do, Ziming said again: "You two benefactors, are you still used to living in the temple for half a day?"

Li Wenxuan was angry and funny, and said in his heart: "What are you talking about, where did I live for half a day? I hid in your temple for half a day in fear, you are really making fun of me!" Li Wenxuan felt a little upset, and opened his mouth to think He still said a few words, but seeing that the old monk looked at him with a kind face and kind eyes all the time, all kinds of words such as bald donkey, thief bald, bald head, etc. came to his mouth, and he choked them back, and finally said a few words in a daze: "so far so good……"

After Li Wenxuan said that, he felt as if his head had been kicked by a donkey. This remark was very inappropriate, as if he wanted to go back and stay for two days. When he tilted his head, sure enough, Su Qingxue was also using it very Looking at himself with puzzled eyes, Li Wenxuan stuck out his tongue and tilted his head to the other side.

(End of this chapter)