Alarmist talk! There is no rebellion, and there is no army to suppress the mountains. The leader of the martial arts world, can't deal with a few challengers? It's like panicking and getting angry!
Xie Hou noticed the movement and turned around to report: "Master, Mani Hall is here to provoke..." Before he finished speaking, noisy footsteps came. Dozens of monks retreated step by step. Three guys in the middle walked with their heads held high, staring at them eagerly.
The abbot led many disciples to follow him.
The three guys were tall and tall, dressed strangely, with a bunch of hair on each sideburn, and the rest of their bald heads. They were neither monks nor Taoists nor seculars. They stepped into the Octagonal Pavilion and stepped back consciously. The one in the middle raised his hand and said, "Master, please! I am Mr. Mani.
The second hall master, appointed by my senior brother, came to your temple to meet friends with martial arts! I just asked for advice on the Powerful Vajra Palm, and I won by luck. I am glad to hear that your temple regards the Prajna Palm as the most respected one, and I would like to ask the master to give me some advice!"
The monks were looking forward to it. Xie Hou was sweating and said lazily: "Almsgiver, please come back! The old monk's bells have rang all the time, but he only wants a Zen couch with silk hair on his temples!" The second hall master once again handed over his hand: "Master, you are being too modest! Isn't that right?
I heard that Lao Ji is very ambitious, and he aims at thousands of miles. I have also practiced the magic palm in vain, and I just want to ask the master for guidance and learn from each other." I took the trick and repeated the old tune: "The old monk studies Prajna, only to understand the Zen mind, and does not care about martial arts.
I'm sorry, please ask the donor to find someone else!" The second hall master handed over his hand three times: "Master, please condescend and help me!" Benwu smiled faintly, leaving no room for doubt: "I'm sorry! I disappoint the donor!"
"That's fine!" The second hall master took a step forward and said aggressively, "Please hang up a plaque for the Mani Branch Hall in your temple. I will get out of here immediately and will not bother you again!"
Ben Wu's face suddenly became gloomy. He looked at the abbot, the disciples, the second hall master and the three others, but he didn't speak for a long time. The air seemed to be solidified, filled with the smell of gunpowder, and was about to explode.
This is too much! This is the rhythm to destroy Shaolin! Han Shaer understands that Ben is making lies for no reason, and retreats in order to advance. Indeed, with his current skills, even his apprentices can't do it, so he will definitely get it for nothing, so he took the initiative to ask for help.
He suggested in a low voice: "You rest, I will send them away for you!" Ben Wu shook his head gently: "No! Relying on the protection of others, our temple's century-old reputation will be wiped out in one day!"
The second hall leader laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Isn't the courage of the master not as good as that of a young boy?" Xiehou angrily rebuked: "Don't be so rampant! My master can't bear to wait for hard work in leisure, and he won't win without force - come on! Come on! I and I
You fight against San Baili!" The second hall master was stunned: "You are Lord Marquis, how dare I offend you?" Xie Hou said: "Today we are all in the world, Xie will learn from you!" The second hall master said disdainfully: "Two left and right, you can choose as you like.
!" Xie Hou raised his iron stick and was about to rush forward——
Ben Wuqing shouted: "Come back!" He chanted the Buddha's name to the second hall master: "Since the benefactor is unwilling to forgive and is determined to deceive me, so be it. The benefactor will rest in the Zen room for the time being, and the old monk will tidy up, and I will sacrifice my life to accompany you tomorrow!
"The second hall master replied respectfully: "Just follow the master!" After being greeted by the abbot and others, he saluted and left.
After everyone dispersed, Xiehou was worried: "Master, tomorrow..." Benwu sighed: "What a calamity! You two can leave the temple, and you don't have to suffer from this." Xiehou refused: "I will go back to Luoyang right now.
, mobilized soldiers and captured these three thieves!" Ben Wu refused: "No! If you hook up with the government, how can Shaolin gain a foothold in the world?" Xie Hou was anxious: "Is there no other way?" Ben Wu pondered: "There is no way.
Well, there is one——" He glanced at Han Shaer.
Han Shaer waved his hand: "Don't try to mess with me! I told you, I am Emei Supreme, I can't ask you to be my master! It's okay to fight them off with friendly help." Xie Hou was stunned for a long time and didn't react for a long time.
Ben Wu laughed and said: "I won't teach you how to become a master. The old monk will teach you as a teacher. I only care about the brothers and sisters. I must not humiliate the noble sect - Jianghu helps me in an emergency, can you?"