Not long after, everyone in the small temple at the back of the mountain had almost left, leaving only a few monks guarding outside. Of course, the girl Shuang'er was also waiting silently for Wei Xiaobao to come out.
Gui Zhong and Master Chengguang returned to Qingliang Temple. The monks began to clean up the messy temple. Master Chengguang also silently healed his wounds. For a while, Gui Zhong had nothing to do.
Fortunately, Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er came down from the back mountain quickly, and a group of monks followed them, including Master Yulin and Emperor Shunzhi.
There were seven or eight other monks, but Gui Zhong's expression condensed. In his eyes, this group of monks all had calm auras and light and powerful steps. They obviously had profound kung fu skills, which made him a little strange.
At this time, why did Qingliang Temple suddenly have so many powerful monks? Could it be that they had some external help? For a while, Gui Zhong couldn't remember where these people came from.
"Ah, Brother Tao!"
Wei Xiaobao called out and walked over with Shuang'er.
"Xiaobao, how's it going? Is everything done?"
Gui Zhong still knew a little about what Wei Xiaobao wanted to do when he came to Qingliang Temple this time. It was just to tell the story about the Empress Dowager in the palace, and to invite the old Emperor Shunzhi back to the palace. But this time, I'm afraid it would be too late.
It's not that simple. Emperor Shunzhi will definitely not go back. He has been a monk for so many years and is so disheartened that he will return to the palace. Even Emperor Kangxi may not really want Shunzhi to return to the palace.
Otherwise, how will Kangxi deal with himself after Emperor Shunzhi returns to the palace? Should he give up the throne again? This is probably unlikely.
"Well, it's almost done. It's just that the old prince refuses to go back to Beijing with me. Now I don't know how to explain it to Xiao Xuanzi when I go back."
Wei Xiaobao was a little troubled, everything else was going smoothly, but the old Shunzhi Emperor did not want to go back to his death, which made him a little worried about how to explain to the young Emperor Kangxi.
"It's nothing. The emperor should have expected this kind of thing. Since the Emperor Shunzhi gave up his throne and became a monk, he will definitely not go back again. You can just tell the truth." Gui Zhong consoled him.
After a few words, he turned to ask: "By the way, Xiaobao, who are those monks? They all have strong kung fu."
"Oh, Taoist Brother, those masters are all masters from the Shaolin Temple. They are called the Eight Great Vajras. They should be very powerful, right?"
Wei Xiaobao said after hearing this.
"Huh? The Eight Great Vajras of Shaolin? They actually came to Mount Wutai? It seems they are reinforcements from Qingliang Temple, but it's a pity that they came a little late."
Gui Zhong's heart brightened, and then he remembered that the people who came to Qingliang Temple for reinforcements at this time were people from Shaolin Temple. No wonder these monks all had extraordinary skills, which made him feel a lot of pressure.
"That's fine. With these old monks here, Qingliang Temple should be relatively safe. Let's get ready to leave now."
"Okay, I have to go back and recover as soon as possible. I don't think Xiao Xuanzi is impatient."
Wei Xiaobao immediately agreed upon hearing this.
So the three of them went directly to say goodbye to Master Chengguang. It happened that the Eight Great Vajras of Shaolin were also there. After a brief introduction, Gui Zhong got to know them. These eight Vajras were all monks of the Shaolin Luohan Hall. They had profound martial arts and combat skills.
The power is amazing, and eight people working together are even more powerful.
"Master Chengguang, I will take my leave now. Thank you very much for your hospitality these days."
Gui Zhong stepped forward and said something that Master Chengguang didn't even dare to say. Gui Zhong had done Qingliang Temple a big favor this time, so he had to be polite.
"Donor Wei, these are masters from the Shaolin Temple. They are here to reinforce our Qingliang Temple. Now that the benefactor wants to return to the capital, I am afraid there will be dangers on the road, so let them choose a few to go with you.
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When Monk Chengguang learned Wei Xiaobao's identity, his attitude immediately changed. Gui Zhong was secretly amused, but he could also understand that throughout the dynasties, Buddhism had a close relationship with those in power. It accepted imperial decrees and continued to grow and develop. This
Taoism is inferior to Taoism in one aspect, but the two have different development concepts. Buddhism emphasizes joining the world, while Taoism emphasizes being out of the world and not being stained by the world of mortals. This difference also leads to different ways of behavior.
So Gui Zhong and others went down to Qingliang Temple together with four Shaolin monks.
As soon as everyone came down the mountainside, they met a strange-looking man on the road. This man was as thin and tall as a bamboo pole. He didn't have much flesh on his body. He looked very scary. Such a skinny man, but he was holding a
A polished iron Zen staff as thick as two arms seemed even more uncoordinated.
"This person must be Fat Toutuo of Liaodong! It seems that the Shenlong Sect has really spared no effort in the Forty-Two Chapters, and has sent experts everywhere to search for him."
Gui Zhong's eyes narrowed, and he immediately saw how powerful this fat Toutuo was. This man seemed as thin as a bamboo pole, but he exuded a mighty aura. It seemed that his thin body contained majestic power, and with the addition of his hands
A Zen staff should never be underestimated.
"Huh? A Taoist priest, a young man, and a woman. They can't be mistaken. They must be Wei Xiaobao and his party."
Just when Gui Zhong and others saw Fat Toutuo, Fat Toutuo also noticed them. A pair of sharp eyes swept over everyone, especially Gui Zhong, Shuang'er, and Wei Xiaobao, who were the focus of his attention.
"stop!"
Fat Toutuo shouted loudly and slammed the Zen staff in his hand to the ground. There was a loud bang, like thunder, which was extremely shocking.
"Everyone, please be careful. This is Fat Toutuo from Liaodong. He is very skilled in martial arts. You must not be careless."
Several Shaolin monks looked at each other, and one of them spoke in a very serious tone. It was obvious that he recognized this person's identity.
"Your Excellency must be Fat Toutuo of Liaodong. I wonder what the purpose of stopping us is?"
A Shaolin monk stepped out and said loudly.
"Hey, looking at your figures and steps, you should be monks from the Shaolin Temple. I have nothing to do with you here today, just for the three of them!"
Fat Toutuo sneered and pointed at Gui Zhong and the others.
The Shaolin monk wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Gui Zhong, "Several masters will just stand by and watch. I also want to see what advice this fat Toutuo has when he comes to my door!"
The four Shaolin monks did not persist when they saw this. They also knew from Master Chengguang that the Taiyuan Taoist's martial arts were extraordinary and powerful. They should not suffer any losses, so they stopped showing up. After all, this fat Tutuo
It's not that easy to deal with. There are only four of them in the Eight Great Vajras, but they don't have much confidence in winning.
"Liaodong Fat Toutuo, I really didn't expect that I would meet the people of your Shenlong Sect again so soon. We really are enemies on a narrow road!"
Gui Zhong stepped forward and spoke calmly.
"Oh? You are Taoist Taiyuan, right? Okay, very good, I have heard that many people in our Shenlong Sect died at your hands, and today we are going to liquidate them all, as well as that kid,
Are you Wei Xiaobao? If you are wise, please hand over the Sutra of Forty-Two Chapters as soon as possible, otherwise you will never be able to walk down Mount Wutai today."
Fat Toutuo's eyes flashed fiercely, and he kept stroking the thick Zen staff with his right hand, as if he was about to take action at any time.
"Fat Toutuo, you have such a loud tone. I want to see what you can do. Please give me some advice."
Gui Zhong smiled lightly, stopped nagging him, and took a few steps forward to invite a fight.
"Haha, you are so arrogant. Today I will let you taste the power of this tutu."
Fat Toutuo laughed angrily. He stretched out his hand and picked up the heavy Zen staff. He waved it with a whimper and stepped forward. In an instant, he was in front of Gui Zhong. It made a strange sound and the sound of breaking wind was shrill.
With a flick of the Zen staff, he split Huashan with one move, killing him from top to bottom in a brutal manner.
This Zen staff has a blade on one end and a crescent moon on the other. It can be used for slashing and holding the weapon. Coupled with Fat Toutuo's powerful skills, once it is danced to kill, it will be majestic, the air current will break, and a strong wind will blow.
The pressure came down on my head.
Gui Zhong whistled softly, drew his long sword, and there was a flash of cold light, the sword flowers bloomed, and there was a mist, and a jingling sound of gold and iron sounded. Gui Zhong kept walking, attacking in a series, one sword after another.
After passing by, the swords and swords were all pointing at the flaws and omissions in Fat Toutuo's Zen staff. As for the mighty and powerful Zen staff, although it was powerful, it was of no use if it could not hit anyone. In the flying dust, Gui Zhong's body technique was like lightning, like a phantom.
Generally, it flashes in all directions around Fat Tou Tuo.
Fat Toutuo was shocked by this exchange. He felt that the swordsmanship of Taiyuan Taoist in front of him was extremely exquisite. Each move was continuous and extremely sharp. What was even more terrifying was that the sword light seemed to be there or not, like the breeze and drizzle.
Passing through the layers of air, it was attacking all the vital points of his body, and my heart was really horrified.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this? So sharp, so fast, so subtle!"
After uttering several good words in his heart, Fat Toutuo's internal energy began to circulate, his robes fluttered, and the Zen staff in his hand danced faster and faster, and he no longer dared to be careless.
However, when these two people fought together, the eyes of the Shaolin King Kong men nearby jumped and they saw the power of the fight between the two.
"Hiss, I have long heard that Liaodong Fat Toutuo has unfathomable kung fu and can be regarded as the top master in the world. Today, when I saw him, he is indeed extraordinary. His Zen staff is powerful and his internal energy is powerful. He is definitely better than the four of us."
"Yes, there is also Taoist Taiyuan. His swordsmanship is really superb. I think he seems to be from the Huashan School of swordsmanship, but some of his moves have never been seen before. They are so exquisite. There is no sound or breath, and the sword energy is continuous. Such tricks
What kind of swordsmanship is it?"
Several Shaolin monks were watching the battle and discussing it.
"Ah, I remembered that Taiyuan Taoist's swordsmanship should be a long-lost secret skill in the Huashan Sect. Xiyi Swordsmanship, the sword moves are complicated and unpredictable. If you practice it to a high level, if Xiruo
Yi, although this Taiyuan Taoist has never reached that advanced level, he is already at the top level. No wonder even masters like Fat Toutuo and a Zen staff have been defeated by him one after another."
Suddenly, a monk exclaimed, his eyes horrified, as if he recognized the sword technique Gui Zhong was using.
"Xiyi swordsmanship? This swordsmanship is said to have been lost in Huashan more than a hundred years ago. Where did this Taiyuan Taoist learn it? So, is this Taoist a master of the Huashan sect?"
The four Shaolin King Kongs were shocked again and again, and watched the fierce fight between Gui Zhong and Gui Zhong with even more eyes.
On the other side, Gui Zhong was using the Xiyi Sword Technique. Facing masters like Fat Toutuo, he was so happy to see that he had a hunting heart, so he naturally had to use his most exquisite moves, just in time to hone this Xiyi Sword Technique.
Law.
Hey, by accident, Fat Toutuo's shoulder was scratched by a sword light, opening a wound. A trace of condensed sword energy began to destroy the meridians on his shoulder. Under the severe pain, with Fat Toutuo's
Neng still screamed, and his heart became more solemn.
"This Taiyuan Taoist's swordsmanship is too powerful, but you have to be careful today, otherwise I may really lose here."
With such a thought flashing through his mind, Pang Toutuo screamed and finally decided to use his most powerful skills to deal with it. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piotian.net