Nangong Haotian felt that this was a rare opportunity. If he could listen to the discussions and resolutions of the meetings of various factions, it would be much easier to deal with the meeting the day after tomorrow.
He made up his mind and decided to go to the moyuan to have a look. After thinking about it, he raised his eyes to look at the giant pine tree in front of him. It was a little farther away than before, but he still volleyed in the air and then turned over in the clouds.
Falling lightly on the giant pine.
However, when he was about to walk vertically towards an ancient tree outside Bodhidharma Courtyard, he realized that the distance was two or three feet farther than before.
Nangong Haotian wondered if this was a deliberate arrangement by the Shaolin monks. Judging from the fact that only the top branches of the tree were left, the distance between the trees became farther and farther away, so it was very possible that the arrangement was artificial.
While he was thinking, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked down. Only then did he realize that in every dark corner, there was a Shaolin monk standing. Some were wearing kitchen knives, some were carrying iron poles, and some were holding evil shovels.
When Nangong Haotian saw this situation, he was secretly happy that he had not entered from the ground, otherwise, he would have been discovered long ago.
Now, he only had one ancient tree left to reach Bodhidharma Academy. Even though the distance was two or three feet away, he still wanted to take the risk.
However, just as he was concentrating his energy and preparing to climb up the ancient tree outside Bodhidharma Courtyard, his eyes suddenly lit up and his body trembled.
Because, just outside the main building of Bodhidharma Monastery, under the triangular eaves, a fat monk wearing a yellow robe and a crimson cassock was sitting cross-legged.
The position where the fat monk was sitting cross-legged was exactly where the front eaves of the wing room connected with the gable wall of the main room. If it hadn't been on the top of a tree in mid-air, it would have been difficult for the outside world to spot him.
The fat monk had his legs crossed and his eyes closed, and he was not carrying a weapon with his bare hands. Based on the fact that he was wearing a cassock, he was obviously a monk of some rank in the temple.
, Nangong Haotian didn't need to look, there must also be a monk sitting cross-legged under the eaves of the gable at the other end to serve as a guard.
Since there was also a vigilant monk in the room, I guessed that it was unusual for the lights in Bodhidharma Temple to be so bright.
However, having arrived at Bodhidharma Monastery, he decided to go in and take a look.
, with people in the room, the possibility of being discovered is relatively higher, but he already has a plan to fail. If he is discovered, he turns around and runs away, no one can catch him, especially the tents of each faction are outside the temple.
, everyone ran out of the tent to look around. They were everywhere, and they couldn’t figure out who had entered the temple.
Nangong Haotian made a decision and measured the distance again, this time being extra careful.
So, after the measurement was completed, he raised his energy fiercely, rose into the air, jumped several feet, and shot straight into the air.
Immediately afterwards, he performed three "turning over in the clouds", followed by a "blue dragon entering the sea", until he was above the ancient tree, and then he hurriedly stretched his fists, legs and arms, and quickly performed "Pingsha Falling Goose" and landed lightly on the trunk of the ancient tree.
Nangong Haotian settled on the branch and did not dare to exhale the turbid air in his belly immediately. He did not exhale softly until the fat monk sitting at the corner of the mountain had not moved.
He gathered his Qi and concentrated his energy, then flicked out with his fingers. At the same moment that the fat monk's body trembled slightly, he fluttered and floated down.
It may also be because of the fat monk's body. Until Nangong Haotian landed lightly beside him, only his big, smooth and round head hung forward, and his body did not fall on the floor of the room.
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Nangong Haotian did not dare to be careless and still stretched out his hand to support the monk's upper body.
Behind the fat monk is a small circular window. Fortunately, the window paper has been broken in several places, so you can peek inside without poking holes with your fingers.
Nangong Haotian looked inside, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Although it was not the meeting place for the heads of various sects half an hour later, there was an unexpected gain.
Because, he saw ninety yellow damask futons arranged in a figure-eight shape on the white carpet in the center below.
On the futon, sitting cross-legged was an old monk with white eyebrows. Sitting on the left and right were four monks, all of whom were over seventy years old.
Nangong Haotian took a look and guessed that the old monk sitting in the center was the most eminent monk in martial arts and the master of Shaolin Temple.
Master Fa Jue's face was rosy, solemn and kind, with a hint of worry in his brows, and he was looking at the other eight old monks talking.
These nine old monks, some are thin and some are fat, some are tall or short, some have ruddy complexions, some are dark and blue-white, but they all wear the same yellow robes and the same gold-woven red cassocks, but the magic formula is
The master's cassock is woven with a lot of gold, and on his chest is a green jade bracelet.
Master Fa Jue spoke slowly and unhurriedly. After Nangong Haotian concentrated his skills, he could hear clearly that he was telling the eight old monks who should run at the front to pay special attention after finishing the head meeting later.
Don't let anyone take the opportunity to sneak into the dark and cause unpleasantness with other sects.
Nangong Haotian was a little disappointed. Just when he was about to decide whether to leave, a middle-aged monk wearing crimson cassocks suddenly walked in outside the door.
The Master of Fa Jue sitting cross-legged above asked kindly: "What's the matter?"
I saw the middle-aged monk clasping his hands and bowing, and said respectfully: "I would like to inform my uncle, the master, that Zhu Zhongkun, a lay disciple from Zuibin Tower at the foot of the mountain, has something to ask for."
When Nangong Haotian heard about Zuibin Tower, he was shocked and thought to himself: Isn't Zuibin Tower the restaurant attached to the inn where they stayed?
At the moment of thinking, Master Fa Jue let out a surprised sound, and then said with a solemn hand: "Bring him in."
The middle-aged monk responded respectfully, turned around and walked out.
Nangong Haotian was worried and felt something bad. He guessed that this lay disciple might have come to report that he and Shangguan Xiaowan stayed in his shop after arriving.
I thought: Maybe it was because Zhu Zhongkun came to report that I could find out something about the attitude of the master of the art.
Before the thoughts in his mind could be settled, a middle-aged man in a gray shirt bowed and walked in.
Not far from the door, he bowed deeply, knelt down and said respectfully: "Disciple Zhu Zhongkun bows to the head master."
The Master of Fa Jue nodded kindly as a courtesy, and said with stern hands, "Stand up and speak."
The middle-aged man Zhu Zhongkun responded respectfully, kowtowed and stood up, bowed and stepped aside, bowed his head and said respectfully: "To report to the master, the master, just an hour ago, a man suddenly came upstairs to the drunken guest restaurant run by his disciple.
An old man in common clothes and a young man in common clothes..."
Master Fa Jue asked with concern: "Are they making trouble?"
The middle-aged man Zhu Zhongkun said respectfully: "Yes, that young man swung his sword and killed three disciples of Tiemen Village."
After saying this, the other eight old monks sitting on both sides let out an unexpected sound.
Master Shou frowned and said, "Were you present at that time?"
Zhu Zhongkun hurriedly said respectfully: "The disciple had received the report at the beginning of the incident, but when he ran out of the tent, the young man had killed three disciples of Tiemen Village..."
The third black-faced old monk on the left said in a deep voice: "How can you be so agile?"
Zhu Zhongkun said respectfully: "Yes, when the disciple lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent, they had just fought. By the time the disciple arrived, the three disciples of the Iron Gate Village were already lying in a pool of blood."
Another old monk with an ashen face and a long face asked in a deep voice: "According to what you said, didn't that young man kill those three people in just two or three encounters?"
Zhu Zhongkun said in a panic: "The three of them divided their attacks into two attacks, and they all faced each other..."
Before he finished speaking, the nine old monks, including Master Fa Jue, all froze in surprise.
Another old monk sitting cross-legged with his back to the gable wall speculated in surprise: "That must be Nangong Haotian."
When Nangong Haotian heard the voice, he realized that the old monk sitting with his back to him was Master Hong Shan, whom he had met once on the beach in the East Waves.
I saw that Zhu Zhongkun did not wait for Master Hong Shan to finish speaking, but he had firmly said respectfully: "The master of Qi is not Nangong Haotian..."
The black-faced old monk who had spoken just now suddenly asked in a deep voice, as if he had realized something: "The report you sent in the evening said that Nangong Haotian and his party of eleven people lived in the inn you ran. What did they do?
Something strange?"
Zhu Zhongkun hurriedly said respectfully: "Reporting to the Sixth Master, they did not make any movement, but the old servant, Gutou, stood at the entrance of the courtyard from time to time, looking around and then went in."
The old monk who was sitting cross-legged on the right side of the technique nodded slowly and said as if he had some understanding: "Well, maybe they have invited other masters to come and help, but they haven't arrived yet..."
Zhu Zhongkun hurriedly explained: "But they did not tell the disciples that when someone came, they would lead them to their courtyard."
However, the master of Fa Jue suddenly waved his hand and said calmly and kindly: "What happened to the young man in civilian clothing you just mentioned?"
Zhu Xukun said respectfully: "They killed three people in the blink of an eye, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the building, without even looking at the dumbfounded drinkers all over the building."
The black-faced old monk said angrily: "Then you should step forward and stop them."
Zhu Zhongkun hurriedly said respectfully: "The disciples could not let them go, so they stepped forward to stop them. The young man immediately asked about the origins of the disciples, and the disciples hurriedly reported that he was a disciple of the thirty-seventh generation of Shaolin Temple..."
The eight old monks sitting on both sides nodded slowly and grandly, but Zhu Zhongkun timidly said: "The old man in civilian clothes said to the disciple: You are the thirty-seventh generation disciple, and you have to call him uncle, master..."
The expressions of the nine masters of the art changed greatly, and they all froze when they exclaimed.
The old monk with a livid face first asked angrily: "What happened next?"
Zhu Zhongkun said even more anxiously: "When the disciple heard that it was my uncle, there was a bang in his head, and he was stunned. When the disciple came to his senses, they both old and young also went downstairs and walked away."
The two old monks, the black-faced and the green-faced, almost yelled angrily: "Idiots!"
Zhu Zhongkun was so frightened that he quickly bowed and said in a panic: "This disciple knows his crime, so he quickly went back to the mountain to report to his master."
But the master of Fa Jue said with relief: "It's not your fault. Maybe that young man is really our Shaolin disciple."
After saying this, the other eight old monks all let out a sigh and turned around to look at the master of magic tricks in surprise.
Master Hongshan first asked in surprise: "Senior Brother, you are saying that that young man may be Zen Master Hongguang, the uncle of our temple who went to the East China Sea to collect medicine..."
Before he finished speaking, Master Fa Jue nodded solemnly and said: "This is not impossible."
When Nangong Haotian heard that there was a Zen Master Hongguang from Shaolin Temple who had not returned from the East China Sea to collect medicine, he immediately thought of the mysterious strong man he found in the ancient cave on Sha Sanjian Island in the East China Sea with the twin cylinders knocking inside.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the dark-faced old monk say in a deep voice: "Uncle Hongguang has been missing for many years and is considered to be one hundred and fifty years old. I think the old man in common clothes is Nangong Haotian's loyal old servant Gutou. The young man is now
She is his maid."
Nangong Haotian was secretly surprised when he heard this. Although he guessed that Aunt Shan and Dongmei were causing trouble in the restaurant, he didn't expect that the black-faced old monk still suspected that it was them.
However, that Zhu Zhongkun bowed and said: "Reporting to the Sixth Master, the old man has a hunchback, but the commoner old man is an old man with a normal body. What's more, after the incident, the boy from the disciple's special store gave them a pot.
When I went to get hot tea, I found Aunt Shan and four maids in the back and hall..."
The black-faced old monk could only frown and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure that young man in common clothes is not Nangong Haotian?"
Zhu Zhongkun said seriously and respectfully: "Reporting to the Sixth Master, Nangong Haotian is six feet tall, with a tall and graceful figure, and looks impressive and majestic..."
Before he finished speaking, the black-faced and green-faced old monks said impatiently: "Okay, okay!"
Zhu Zhongkun was so frightened that he quickly stopped talking.
Master Fa Jue said kindly and solemnly: "You two junior brothers, please don't be impatient. If the secret words that Nangong Haotian said at the beginning are indeed the same as what Uncle Hongguang often said, he will be the younger junior brother of the nine of us, and we must say that he is the younger brother of the nine of us."
The elites of our Shaolin Temple..."
The old monk sitting next to the master of magic formula hesitated and said: "It would be best to send someone to ask Nangong Haotian..."
Before they finished speaking, two or three old monks shook their heads and said: "It is not appropriate to contact Nangong Haotian at this time, so as not to arouse the suspicion of various sects."
Master Hong Shan said melancholy: "The last time I returned to the temple from the East China Sea, I was going to ask the master brother for orders to meet Nangong Haotian. However, he was either at the border or Hengshan. He suddenly arrived in Guandong, and suddenly ran outside the Great Wall. I heard that he was either at the border or at Hengshan.
, they are coming back from Tianshan this time."
When the words fell, Master Fa Jue had already told Zhu Zhongkun: "You can go back now. You should still send people to pay more attention to the old and the young. They may also come to the mountain for the meeting the day after tomorrow. We will invite them then."
Come and ask carefully."
Zhu Zhongkun responded respectfully, hurried forward and kowtowed, stood up and walked out.
Nangong Haotian feels that he must get in touch with the Shaolin Temple now. If the mysterious strong man is indeed the Zen Master Hongguang who has been missing from the Shaolin Temple for many years, this conference will probably turn the hostility into friendship.
If those two heroic words were not often spoken by Zen Master Hongguang, they might not have anything to do with Shaolin Temple.
With his thoughts settled, he gently slapped the fat monk with his palms, and then he rose into the air and flew directly towards the top of the ancient tree.
When they reached the top branch, they saw that the fat monk had opened his eyes. He was frowning in thought, with a look of confusion and surprise.
Nangong Haotian saw that the fat monk had woken up, spread out his body skills, rolled and leaped, and reached the outside of the temple along several giant pines and ancient trees.
As soon as he arrived outside the temple, he jumped down and walked directly to the tents of the two masters, Miejie and Wuyin.
Before they reached the tent, the two teachers came out alertly to see if there was any movement in the temple.
When the two teachers saw Nangong Haotian coming, they were really surprised and happy, and said anxiously and relievedly: "You are back, please go in quickly!"
After saying this, he turned around and the curtain was opened to let Nangong Haotian go in first.
As soon as the three of them entered the tent, Master Jiejie first asked with concern: "Did you hear anything?"
Nangong Haotian said solemnly: "When this junior arrived at Bodhidharma Academy, Master Fa Jue and nine old Zen masters were discussing things inside..."
Teacher Wu Yin asked with concern: "Can they talk about you?"
Nangong Haotian nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, so I came back in a hurry and asked two teachers to handle an important matter on my behalf."
The two teachers looked too surprised and asked: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
Nangong Haotian said: "Please ask the two teachers to go see the master of magic right now. They may still be in the Bodhidharma Academy..."
The two teachers said: "In a few moments, the leading representatives of each sect will hold a meeting..."
Nangong Haotian said: "We can't wait until then, the two teachers must go now."
The two teachers asked in surprise: "What's so urgent?"
Nangong Haotian said eagerly: "This is related to the success or failure of this conference, as well as whether to make good or evil."
The two teachers nodded and said, "Okay, since it's so serious, please tell me quickly and we'll make a trip for you right away."
Nangong Haotian hurriedly thanked him and said: "There is nothing particularly serious. I just ask the two teachers to tell Master Fa Jue that the two sentences in the secret book of the younger generation are: If you want to become a peerless strong man and shatter the void,
It’s hard to study this book! Just say these two sentences.”
Teacher Wu Yin Taiqu said in embarrassment: "What if the old monks ask, how do we know these two sentences?"
Nangong Haotian thought that he had already met the owner of Dahuang Village, Huang Zhuang, so he could only say: "Then I have to tell them that I will go up the mountain in disguise in order to convey these two sentences to them."
The two teachers said: "Okay, that's just what I said, but what if the old owner of Dahuang Village asks why Jiang Wenzhang, a scholar from Tiannan, did not attend the meeting?"
Nangong Haotian also said with some annoyance: "Then I can only say that I saw the master of magic skills and left again."
The two teachers said sternly: "Old monk Fa Jue is an eminent monk, how can he break his precepts and speak nonsense to the world of martial arts?"
Nangong Haotian could only frown and said, "Then I have no choice but to explain the truth to Old Huang of Dahuang Village."
But Wu Yin shook his head and said seriously: "The two young masters of Dahuang Village died in the hands of the gangsters from the Demon Dragon Slaying Fort. He is very unforgiving of you. To be honest, that's okay."
Nangong Haotian frowned and said anxiously: "What should we do?"
Master Miejue suddenly waved her hand and said cheerfully: "Okay, you go down the mountain and go back to the store to rest. You can leave the matters here to us. We will tell you what happened when you come back to the mountain tomorrow."
Nangong Haotian said "Hello" excitedly, saluted, turned around and walked out of the tent. When he saw that there was no one around him, he spread out his body and flew straight down the mountain.
Because he was afraid that if he left for too long, something unexpected would happen to Shangguan Xiaowan and others in the store at the foot of the mountain.
Nangong Haotian still went down the mountain along the same path he came from. Not only was the mountain rugged and dangerous, but it was also completely dark and he couldn't meet anyone who was going up the mountain.
As soon as I reached the bottom of the mountain, my body became even faster. I was really as fast as a star, and as fast as lightning and smoke.
We were still far away from the big town, and we saw that the streets were still bustling with people, the lights were bright, and the sound was like boiling waves blowing towards the outside of the town with the night wind.
Arriving outside the town, Nangong Haotian flew up to the house and flew directly towards Zuibin Tower, which stood out like a flock of chickens.
Looking at the edge of the street, Nangong Haotian's figure rose into the sky and landed directly on Zuibin's upstairs.
Nangong Haotian's feet had just settled down when he found that in the east room of the private courtyard he had chosen, two people were lying on their backs, all looking in the direction of his private courtyard.
Upon seeing this situation, Nangong Haotian was immediately furious. Without stopping, he rushed towards the two people lying on the floor of the room with lightning.
There were still seven or eight feet away, and Nangong Haotian, who was flying, had already jumped out with his fingers, and a wisp of finger wind went straight to the man's black acupuncture point.
The man's body trembled, his head tilted up against the surface of the room, and he never moved again.
Nangong Haotian's figure didn't stop, and continued to pounce on the other person on the surface of the room dozens of feet away.
Still seven or eight feet away, the man's acupoints were tapped with a snap of his fingers. The man turned his head and fell asleep. The two of them
I didn't even see anyone moving their hands or feet.
Nangong Haotian flew around and landed directly in front of his yard.
Shangguan Xiaowan, Liu Qianwen and others were all sitting in the hall waiting for Nangong Haotian to come back. At this moment, they saw a figure flashing in the courtyard and they all suddenly stood up from their chairs.
Just as Shangguan Xiaowan and others stood up, Nangong Haotian had already entered the hall.
When Shangguan Xiaowan and others saw Nangong Haotian's expression, they all felt bad. Except for a greeting, no one dared to ask him how he went to Shaolin Temple.
As soon as Nangong Haotian entered the small hall, he refused to sit down. He looked at Aunt Shan and said angrily: "Aunt Shan, when are you still causing trouble?"
Aunt Shan guessed that the trouble was serious, so she stood uneasily on one side, not daring to say anything.
But Dongmei was so frightened that she knelt on the ground with a thud, and said in a tearful voice, "It's my fault, I don't blame Aunt Shan."
Nangong Haotian did not look at Dongmei, but still looked at Aunt Shan, and asked in a deep voice: "Dongmei killed three disciples of Tiemen Village in one breath, did you stop her in time?"
At this time, Aunt Shan timidly whispered: "The three opponents have been attacking continuously. If they hesitate for a moment, they will be killed by the sword. At that time, there is no way to stop them."
But Shangguan Xiaowan urged from the side: "If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later. Go and unload the loading first."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Aunt Shan again and ordered: "Hurry and unload the load for the young master."
So, Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen accompanied Nangong Haotian into the guest room, and Aunt Shan also followed in silently.
After a while, the four people lifted the curtain and walked out. Nangong Haotian had returned to his original appearance, but Dongmei was still kneeling where she was.
Liu Qianwen hurriedly faced Nangong Haotian and said, "Sister Xiaowan had already scolded Dongmei when she came back."
Nangong Haotian sat down, waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Get up."
After Dongmei paid her respects, she stood up while wiping her tears.
Nangong Haotian then explained in a deep voice: "We are in a difficult situation now and can no longer cause trouble. If the two of you encounter a master on the spot and the true identity is exposed due to a fierce fight, you will definitely be severely punished by all the sects when you arrive at the mountain tomorrow.
There are attacks and accusations from various factions
If people want to defend us, they can’t speak out.”
After Aunt Shan heard this, she quickly and respectfully agreed.
Nangong Haotian then asked in a deep voice: "What news did you two go out to find out?"
After asking such a question, the old man, who had always lowered his head and was sulking, glanced sideways at Aunt Shan and snorted.
Although Aunt Shan was dissatisfied with Gutou, this time her face was really disgraced.
When I was asked, I felt I couldn't answer, so I just kept my head down and kept silent.
Shangguan Xiaowan could only say: "If you encounter something like that, you have to leave the scene as soon as possible. Where can you ask about other things?"
After finishing her words, she told her about the fight between Aunt Shan and Dongmei when they arrived at the restaurant and had not even had a drink.
After hearing this, Nangong Haotian softened his expression, looked at Liu Qianwen, and asked harmoniously: "Sister, where are you?"
When asked this question, Liu Qianwen's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she smiled and said, "I'm worse than Aunt Shan and the others."
After saying this, everyone couldn't help laughing.
Nangong Haotian looked at it and asked in surprise: "You also fought with others and killed people?"
Liu Qianwen still smiled and said: "That's not true, but I met a crazy woman who accepted me as her husband."
After finishing the conversation, he told about the mad woman he met on the street and the many people chasing her curiously on the street.
After hearing this, Nangong Haotian couldn't help but laugh, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not as good as me and still have some gains."
After saying this, the old man first said excitedly: "What news did the young master hear?"
Nangong Haotian said solemnly: "The only troublesome thing is that despite being cautious, I still met someone who knows Xiushi Tiannan..."
Shangguan Xiaowan and others all exclaimed in surprise and asked in unison: "Who is that person you met? Did you reveal any flaws?"
Nangong Haotian said with another smile: "That person is Mr. Huang, the owner of Southeast Dahuang Village."
The expressions of Gutou Gutou and Aunt Shan all changed, and they said in surprise: "Oh no, his son was tortured to death by the Plain Fairy. It seems that he will definitely bring up the past at the conference this time. We have to prepare a story.
word."
Nangong Haotian knew that the son of Mr. Huang Laotian must also be a gentle young man, so he was kidnapped by Liu Qingqing and kept with him every day.
She drank and had fun until she died of exhaustion.
At this time, I heard Aunt Shan say that she needed to prepare a set of words to deal with it, and said seriously: "I will not answer anything that has nothing to do with me, because there are many facts that can prove that the Demon Dragon Slaying Castle gradually collapsed entirely because of me.
, the Demon Dragon Slayer King finally died in my hands."
Zhao Ling'er said anxiously: "Now that you have met Mr. Huang, what if he doesn't see Tiannan Xiushi tomorrow and asks him?"
Nangong Haotian couldn't help but said in annoyance: "That's right, so I'll ask the two teachers to handle this matter. We won't know how it goes until we go there tomorrow."
When mentioning Teacher Tai, Shangguan Xiaowan and Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but be stunned and said: "Two Teacher Tais, which two Teacher Tais?"
Nangong Haotian smiled and said: "It's Master Wuyin and Master Jue..."
Before they finished speaking, Shangguan Xiaowan and Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but cheered excitedly: "My aunt is here too!"
When the four Chunlu maids were in Hengshan, they often followed Second Wudie to find Zhao Ling'er, and they often met Master Miejie.
When they heard that Master Miejie had arrived, they all had a warm feeling of meeting an old friend, and they all laughed happily.
Nangong Haotian, however, carefully explained to everyone the process of going up the mountain.
Shangguan Xiaowan and others heard that Nangong Haotian had asked the two teachers to convey the two heroic sentences in the secret book to the master of magic. They all expressed infinite hope and said: "I hope that the mysterious powerful man in the vat on Sanjian Island will
The latter is the old Zen Master Hongguang who has been missing from Shaolin Temple for many years. In this way, with Shaolin Temple to resolve it, this conference with hidden storms may be peaceful."
But the old man shook his head disapprovingly and said: "I think things are not that simple. If the young master doesn't show some real skills and hard work, it will be difficult to suppress this surging evil force."
After saying this, everyone nodded in agreement.
Nangong Haotian said resolutely: "Not only can we not compromise with the evil forces on the other side, but we must also severely punish them and even eradicate them decisively. Otherwise, they will cause the entire martial arts world to never have peace."
After saying this, Gutou and Aunt Shan both praised it resolutely.
Liu Qianwen asked with concern: "Then why are we going up the mountain?"
Nangong Haotian pondered slightly and said: "They may also take the initiative to contact us. If Shaolin does not send anyone, we will automatically go up the mountain tomorrow afternoon."
After the decision was made, the order of the vigils was redistributed and they went to bed separately.
The next day, I waited until after lunch, but still no one came to contact me, so I decided to go on my own initiative.
As soon as Nangong Haotian and his eleven people walked out of the store, they saw nearly a thousand martial arts figures outside the store. They were all talking among themselves, but their eyes were fixed on the store.
At this time, nearly a thousand people saw Nangong Haotian leading Shangguan Xiaowan and others out of the store. There was a commotion, and they all shouted in a low voice: "Hey, come out, come out."
Amidst the shouting, everyone craned their necks to look into the store.
Those in the back pushed forward, and those in the front were afraid of crowding into Nangong Haotian. Suddenly, there was a crowd of people, squeezing left and right, with the purpose of witnessing with their own eyes this young hero who has risen in the world in recent years, made a sensation in the martial arts, and dominates the world.
In particular, many people knew that not only did he have four unmarried wives who were as beautiful as fairies and flowers, but they also had amazing martial arts skills. It was said that many martial arts heroines from all over the world were suffering from love because of him.
These people had been waiting at the door of the store early in the morning, and they had waited until now. How could they miss this opportunity to see the true face of Nangong Haotian in Lushan Mountain.
As I thought about it, you pushed me over and I hugged me, and the crowds of people rose and fell like ocean waves.
The people who were running at the front frowned when they saw Nangong Haotian, Shangguan Xiaowan and others with serious expressions, and then backed away in shock.
At this moment, someone suddenly said loudly on the steps of the restaurant: "Dear heroes and gallant friends, if you want to see the splendor of Nangong Haotian and the four of you, please go to the star-catching platform of Shaoshi Peak tomorrow morning.
The meeting of the dragon heads and elites of various aristocratic families is still the same as before, in the same place, in the same place..."
Nangong Haotian turned around after hearing the sound and found that the person who spoke was none other than Zhu Zhongkun whom he had seen in the main hall of the Bodhidharma Temple of Shaolin Temple last night.
Zhu Zhongkun was speaking with his hands raised high, when he saw the four daughters Nangong Haotian, Shangguan Xiaowan, Aunt Shan Gutou, and the four maids Chunlu, all looked at him and raised their hands with smiles.
When Nangong Haotian saw him, he had no choice but to smile humbly and return the favor.
The nearly a thousand martial arts heroes who gathered in front of the store also responded with warm applause and cheers, and then moved out of the way.
Although Nangong Haotian and others encountered a little delay, they also knew in advance that the gathering location was the Star Reaching Platform behind the Shaolin Temple.
It is said that Shaoshi Peak is divided into two parts. The north top is rugged and steep, shaped like a nine-cauldron lotus. The south top is steep and rocky, like a honeycomb and a bird's nest. Between the two tops, a deep ravine is formed, and a peak protrudes from the deep ravine, which is very steep.
The surrounding clouds are steaming, and there is only a trace of connection underneath it, which is called the Star Reaching Platform.
Whenever the world's martial arts circles use Songshan Mountain as a meeting place, the venue is often chosen to be the Star Reaching Platform.
The decisive battle of Shaolin Kunlun and the nine martial arts sects more than ten years ago were all held on the star-catching stage of Shaoshi Peak.
It is said that that place can accommodate 20,000 to 30,000 people.
It is said that Shaoshi Peak is divided into two parts. The north top is rugged and steep, shaped like a nine-cauldron lotus. The south top is steep and rocky, like a honeycomb and a bird's nest. Between the two tops, a deep ravine is formed, and a peak protrudes from the deep ravine, which is very steep.
The surrounding clouds are steaming, and there is only a trace of connection under it, which is called the Star Reaching Platform.
Whenever the world's martial arts circles use Songshan Mountain as a meeting place, the venue is often chosen to be the Star Reaching Platform.
The decisive battle of Shaolin Kunlun and the nine martial arts sects more than ten years ago were all held on the star-catching stage of Shaoshi Peak.
It is said that that place can accommodate 20,000 to 30,000 people.