Zulong pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "You must also know that this time the Blood Alliance Xitian and the Sword Saint Palace have formed an unprecedented alliance. Although there is an element of treasure grabbing, to a large extent, it is all aimed at you.
Come."
Although no one has said this, they all know in their hearts that as Tang Longci continues to rise, the potential he has shown far exceeds that of Zulong in the past.
This growth rate has threatened major international organizations such as the Blood Alliance and the Sword Saint Palace.
Tang Feng smiled bitterly and said, "I know that."
Zu Long then said: "Originally, if these three organizations formed a camp, I would have nothing to fear, but now with the addition of the Jiuji Sect, the nature of the meaning is different."
It can be seen that even Lord Zulong is afraid of the Southwest Jiuji Sect.
Tang Feng thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, Lord Zulong. Although the Jiuji Sect is powerful, I may not be your opponent, but in the secret realm, there is no problem in protecting yourself."
Hearing Tang Feng's words, Zu Long nodded happily. He finally realized that the swaddling baby in the past had now fully grown up and was able to take charge of his own business.
At this time, in the distant sky, there were suddenly more than a dozen figures rushing towards this direction at great speed.
Wudang Taixuzi said: "It's people from Songshan who are here."
Hearing his voice, Tang Feng immediately turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a dozen monks wearing loose robes and looking like they were worn by the world of travel, rushing forward.
In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so people who were still far away had arrived at the foot of the mountain. During the ups and downs, these monks landed close to them.
"Amitabha, as the poor monk expected, Lord Zulong is worried about the safety of the country, so he is here after all!" The first person to speak was Master Xuanfa, the abbot of Shaolin.
He was dressed in a gray monk's robe, and his thin body stood upright on the rocks. He looked extremely aloof. Behind him, there were more than a dozen guardian elders from Shaolin Luohan Hall and Bodhidharma Academy.
Each of these people is a master of the True Element Realm, and it seems that Shaolin also has elites.
Zulong quickly stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Master Xuanfa said seriously. The so-called great chivalrous man serves the country and the people. As a man of the rivers and lakes, it is our duty to do so."
Hong Qitian, a member of the Beggar Clan, also stood up and saluted, greeting all the Shaolin elders one by one.
At this moment, a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow monk's robe suddenly stood up. He stared at Tang Feng with burning eyes and said word by word: "Tang Longci, I didn't expect you to be here."
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His words were not only cold, but also revealed a deep hatred. In just an instant, the originally harmonious scene became quiet.
Tang Feng cast a sharp look and immediately recognized that the yellow-robed monk was none other than Nabodhidharma, the Shaolin genius known as the reincarnation of the former Patriarch Bodhidharma.
Tang Feng just smiled and didn't answer. It wasn't that he was afraid of the other party, but he was just too lazy to respond.
Seeing Tang Feng's expression, Damozi seemed to have eaten a dead fly, his face became even more ugly, he sank deeply, and shouted: "Tang Longci, three months ago in Songshan, I admit defeat.
Your hand, but do you think you can suppress me for the rest of your life?"
At this moment, as Bodhidharma stepped forward, all the Shaolin monks were stunned on the spot. Master Xuanfa originally wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he still did not speak.
As for Zu Long, he stood there with his hands behind his back and a slight smile on his face. It was obvious that he did not intend to interfere, and he also showed an expression of watching a good show.
In the arena, it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong, let alone the competition among martial arts people.
Tang Feng still smiled lightly and said: "This is just your unilateral idea."
Bodhidharma shouted coldly: "Then what do you think?"
Tang Feng glanced at him and said calmly: "I don't need to tell you what I think. I guess you don't have the right to ask."
Originally, if Tang Feng could answer, perhaps Bodhidharma wouldn't be so angry, but precisely, the more calm and indifferent Tang Feng acted, the more furious Bodhidharma became.
"That's right. The poor monk has no right to ask, but there is a saying that you must have heard of!" Bodhidharma sneered, and a faint golden light suddenly flashed through his eyes, which looked extremely magical.
Tang Feng looked at it and was slightly surprised. He could not have imagined that in just three months of not seeing each other, the other party's level of strength had actually increased so much.
I remember that three months ago, during the battle at Songshan, Bodhidharma was only at the True Yuan Martial Lord Realm, but now his aura was already at the peak of the True Yuan Realm.
What's even more frightening is that judging from his dark golden eyes, the Arhat's Golden Body that this guy has cultivated is probably already complete.
Tang Feng couldn't help but be surprised. Even though the opponent was also extremely talented and practiced extremely fast, he couldn't grow to this level in just three months.
Thinking of this, Tang Feng said in a deep voice: "What are you talking about?"
Although Bodhidharma clasped his hands together, he sneered and said: "This sentence means that people have been looking at each other with admiration for three days. I think you should also understand the meaning of this sentence."
Tang Feng naturally understood the meaning of these words, and he also understood that the reason why Bodhidharma said these words was simply to show that he was no longer what he used to be.
Tang Feng stared at him closely and said coldly: "It seems that you must have had some kind of major opportunity and adventure in the past three months."
Bodhidharma snorted but did not speak.
Seeing this, Master Xuanfa suddenly clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said loudly: "Amitabha, since Tang Shaoxia asked about it, I will explain it here, which can be regarded as an explanation to the world."
He said with a smile, looked at Zu Long, and then at Hong Qitian. It was obvious that what he said next was mainly for the two of them to hear.
"Half a month ago, the eminent Shaolin monk learned that his uncle passed away. Before his death, he dedicated his own relics and personally handed over his own relics to Bodhidharma by name."
After he said these words, even Zu Long and Hong Qitian immediately became moved.
Zu Long couldn't help but said: "Unexpectedly, Master Ming Ran passed away half a month ago?"
When Tang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but be very curious. Although he didn't know who this master was, from Zulong's reaction and the fact that he called him master, he expected that this person must be unusual.
Hong Qitian sighed: "Unexpectedly, Shaolin Master Ming Ran, a powerful figure from the older generation of martial arts kings, passed away half a month ago."
It was then that Tang Feng realized that Master Ming Ran was actually a Martial King, and his status seemed to be higher than that of Zu Long and Hong Qitian.
Master Xuanfa clasped his hands together and sighed: "As the saying goes, when a human being comes to an end, Master Mingming will return to the bliss of the Western Heaven. Before passing away, he also gave his own relics to Bodhidharma. His merits are truly immeasurable."
Hong Qitian glanced at Bodhidharma and sighed: "Three months ago, Bodhidharma was not in the early stage of true energy, but now it is at its peak. There is already a faint image of condensed Xuan Dan. It turns out that this should be refining.
Do you understand the master’s relics?”
Master Xuanfa said: "I think this is also Bodhidharma's creation."
Bodhidharma's golden eyes stared closely at Tang Feng and said coldly: "Now, shouldn't you say something?"
