Hong Qigong looked at Gu Yang dumbly.

Senior brother is right!

The old poison will come to Huashan, and I will fight with the old poison...

We really fought. You said that both of us would die in Huashan, and now the old poisonous substance...

It's really dead!

Is it my turn next?

Hong Qigong looked at Gu Yang, and after a long time, he said, "Senior Brother, will I die?"

"You won't!"

Gu Yang said calmly, "You should have fought with Ouyang Feng. In the end, you two were both injured and died together, but now that Ouyang Feng was killed by me, you will not die!"

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Hong Qi said openly, "Are you considered changing your fate for me against the will of heaven?"

"That's right!"

Gu Yang said, then shook his head, "I said, Hong Qigong, you can't do it! In the Tianlong World more than a hundred years ago, Xiao Feng and I had a palm facing each other, and my palms were numb!"

"Although they are a little stronger than you, they are the peak of the innate nature, but the power of you who use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is a bit too bad!"

Gu Yang said with a smile.

Hong Qigong:(⊙_⊙)?

Is the power worse?

"Come on, I'll tell you about the masters of that time more than a hundred years ago!"

"One monk, two robbers, three elders and four wise men..."

"The four masters at that time, you four masters were much stronger!"

Gu Yang smiled and pulled Hong Qigong to explain.

Hong Qigong: I'll go...

Was that era so powerful?

I really wish I could have been born in that era and have a good drink with the great hero named Xiao Feng!

Time passes...

Gu Yang and Hong Qigong also became familiar with each other, and they went down to Huashan together!

Oh, by the way, Hong Qigong buried Ouyang Feng. After all, the two have been old rivals for decades, so he can't let him corpse in the wilderness...

As for the IOU, Gu Yang has not planned to give it to Hong Qigong. After all, there are still some things he has not obtained in this world!

For example, the Nine Yang Divine Art!

There are also some martial arts of Tantric Buddhism, such as Dragon and Elephant Prajna.

Even if you don’t practice it yourself, it will be a very considerable income.

After going down to Huashan, the two of them headed towards Shaolin.

Mr. Hong Qigong was also very curious about the legendary Nine Yang Divine Art.

He had learned the Nine Yin Scriptures from Guo Jing. If he had obtained the Nine Yang Scriptures...

A fellow practitioner of Yin and Yang, Hong Qigong, has confidence that he can surpass Wang Chongyang and enter a new realm.

Along the way, Gu Yang ate a lot of delicious food.

Although Hong Qigong was the former leader of the Beggars' Sect and an old beggar, he likes to eat delicious food!

With Hong Qigong following, Gu Yang also ate a lot of delicious food, which also improved his taste a lot.

Gu Yang was not in a hurry, and Hong Qigong was not in a hurry. The two walked for half a month before they arrived from Mount Hua to Mount Song!

"Shaolin Temple..."

How many times has this been my visit to Shaolin Temple?

It seems that in every world, do I need to go to Shaolin Temple?

I hate Buddhism, but I have to say hello to Buddhism every time.

Helpless!

Shaolin Temple...

Who would have thought that in the Swordsman of Swordsman, the Songshan Sword Sect also got a share of the pie in Songshan?

Gu Yang took Hong Qigong to Shaoshi Mountain. The lush green mountains and the undulating mountains were like winding dragons. It was very difficult for ordinary people to walk.

Looking around, there is almost no change in Shaolin Temple here and Shaolin Temple here in Tianlongli.

However, in the Tianlong World, whether it is the original plot or the plot he participated in, too many things have happened here!

"Senior brother, wait a moment, and let the monk inform you first." Hong Qigong smiled at Gu Yang.

After notifying the monk, a huge sound like a bronze bell came.

"Amitabha, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Du Ming, is here to welcome the visit of the northern beggar!"

This person's voice was dull, as if the spring breeze was blowing across the earth, as if it was gentle and powerless, but it instantly spread throughout the mountains and forests, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.

Gu Yang rolled his eyes and showed off his hair!

Is the cultivation of half a step innate, very awesome?

Do you show your deep internal strength?

Gu Yang snorted lightly. In just a hundred years, the martial arts regression between Tianlong and The Legend of the Condor Heroes has been too great.

Abbot Du Ming was about sixty years old and kind-hearted. He clasped his hands together and said, "The Northern Beggars are here, please come and have a chat."

"Master, please." Hong Qigong smiled and nodded.

Gu Yang followed the two into the main hall of Shaolin Temple.

"The northern beggar comes, don't know what is going on?"

After the two of them sat down, Abbot Du Ming spoke.

"It's nothing big, it's just that I want to go to the Sutra Library and copy a book of scriptures."

Hong Qi said openly, "I have been a chivalrous and righteous person in my life and have never killed any good people unjustly. However, when I get old, I feel a little calmer!"

"I thought I had never seen my parents for so many years. Now, I'm afraid they will pass away long ago. I want to copy the scriptures for my parents who have met and pray for them!"

Mr. Hong Qigong said to Abbot Du Ming.

Abbot Du Ming was slightly stunned, nodded, and smiled, "Okay, please come with me, Beibei Beggar and this donor! I don't know what this donor is called?"

"My surname is Gu, I will follow the Beibei Beggar to copy scriptures and learn Buddhism!" Gu Yang responded with a smile.

Although he hates Buddhism, he doesn't hit people with a smile, so Gu Yang didn't show his face to Abbot Du Ming's face.

"Okay, two donors, please follow me!"

Abbot Du Ming smiled and brought the two to the Sutra Pavilion.

In the Sutra Pavilion today, there are only pure Buddhist teachings and no other martial arts.

After all, in the Tianlong World, after experiencing Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo stealing scriptures, the martial arts secrets and Buddhist scriptures have been stored separately!

However, this is not a big deal for Guyang and Hong Qigong.

After all, the two of them came to copy the sutras, and the Nine Yang Sutras are in the Buddhist Sutras and Lankavatara Sutra!

"Beijing beggar, little donor, you two are at will." Abbot Du Ming said, "I will ask my disciples to send you pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

Both Hong Qigong and Gu Yang nodded.

And at this time, the Sutra Pavilion...

Two unusually old figures sat there.

These are two old monks, with their faces and hair and beards on their faces and wrinkles that look like hills, but their eyes are extremely clear.

In front of the two was a chessboard, densely packed with black and white.

"Second brother, a master has come to Shaolin Temple."

An old monk put down his dark son, looked up at the outside of the house, and spoke.

Another old monk chuckled, put down a white piece and said, "Third brother, you lost."

The monk was stunned, looked down at the chessboard, and laughed, "If you lose, you really lose. Even if you feel in a state of mind, you will lose to your second brother."

The monk, known as the second brother, smiled softly, looked outside the door, and said, "The person who comes is a guest, but as for the enemy or friend, we don't need to worry about it..."

"It seems that my second brother is in a good mood recently. Although I can't see it on the surface these days, I can feel that my second brother's mentality seems to be a little younger." The third brother smiled.
Chapter completed!