When the orthodox sects gathered in the Shaolin Temple to discuss how to deal with the demonic sect, Zheng Gui's status was naturally at the forefront. Seeing everyone's nervousness and impatience, he felt more and more the horror of Dongfang Bubai.
People like Yue Buqun in the city could not help but lose their composure at this time. It was obvious that everyone was afraid of Dongfang Bubai and the Demon Sect's upcoming attack on the Orthodox Sect, and they did not even have the confidence to win.
After all, Taoist priest Fang Zheng and Chongxu had a higher level of xinxing. Among the others, they remained calm and listened to the various suggestions and suggestions from the leaders of each sect.
After a while, seeing that everyone was speaking their own words without any structure, Taoist Master Chongxu coughed lightly to suppress the noise and said: "Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. This is just a big war. Each of our factions has been fighting against the devil for nearly a hundred years."
I don’t know how many times I’ve fought in big and small battles, I just need to show off my skills as soon as I see them.”
The attitudes of Taoist Chongxu and Master Fang Zheng also calmed everyone down.
Taoist Priest Chongxu looked at the leaders of each sect and began to list out the information on each sect one by one, as well as the number of disciples of the Demon Sect, and compared the strength of the Demon Sect and the Orthodox Sect.
After hearing this, Zheng Gui and others realized that although the Demon Sect has many disciples, its top combat power has been seriously insufficient after the Blackwood Cliff War. If the orthodox sects united, they would have the power to crush the Demon Sect. After hearing Chongxu
After Taoist Master's reasonable analysis, everyone felt a little more at ease. Yu Canghai and Zhen Shanzi even asked if they should strike first.
Taoist Priest Chongxu was about to speak when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps. Taoist Priest Qingxu and Master Fang Sheng came in together. The two of them looked gloomy and said in unison: "The big thing is not good. Dongfang Bubai has brought thousands of people with him."
The disciples of the Mingmo Cult descended from Heimu Cliff and headed towards Shaolin."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the house was shocked. Everyone knew that Dongfang Bubai was coming for everyone.
As the exclamations and discussions became louder and louder in the hall, the atmosphere of fear gradually filled the air.
Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Don't panic!"
As soon as the Zen lion roared, everyone's eyes were blurred. When they came to their senses, they had already sat down again.
Although Master Fang Zheng's move hurt the face of all the sect leaders, they felt at ease knowing that with Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu, two top masters, even if Dongfang Bubai came, they might not be able to do it.
Won.
Fang Zheng looked at Zheng Gui and Chongxu and asked, "What should we do? You two should also talk about it."
Taoist Priest Chongxu had already sorted out his thoughts and started talking about various plans. In the end, they were nothing more than responding in advance, setting up an ambush for the Demon Cult, or calling all the disciples from all sects together to fight to the death with the Demon Cult on Songshan Mountain.
After Chongxu said that, everyone agreed in unison, Zheng Gui frowned and said: "Although there are many demon sect disciples, more than half of the ten elders are dead. If they really fight with our orthodox sects, they will definitely not be opponents, but we need
The only person she was guarding against was Dongfang Bubai. She was able to kill Ren Woxing, Xiang Wentian and many guardian elders all by herself. Her martial arts skills were probably unbelievable. What if she used her extremely high martial arts to sneak attack Master Fang Zheng and Master Fang Zheng?
Master Chongxu, etc., no matter how many people we have in the Orthodox Church, we can only be leaderless and ultimately defeated..."
As soon as Zheng Gui said this, everyone's enthusiasm seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.
Fang Sheng, Chongxu and others all had gloomy expressions on their faces, as if they were remembering the horror of Dongfang Bubai.
Fang Zheng, as the number one master of the orthodox religion, remained calm and said: "We in Shaolin have the method of diamond subduing demons, and Brother Chongxu's Tai Chi sword. Even if we can't win alone, we can win together.
Invincible."
Zheng Gui muttered: "You two may be able to remain undefeated by joining forces, but you cannot defeat Dongfang Invincible. The final outcome of the battle between good and evil is unpredictable. In fact, our Five Mountains Sword Sect still has an old man with unparalleled martial arts skills. If
Being able to invite this old man to come out again should make our orthodox religion certain to win."
Fang Zheng and Chongxu smiled slightly, but Yue Buqun, Mo Da and other leaders were confused.
Master Fang Sheng smiled and said: "Junior Brother Dingding, are you talking about Senior Feng?"
Feng Qingyang was the top swordsman of the Huashan Sect at that time, and he was also the top master of the Huashan Sect. He became famous very early, and his martial arts were so high that all the heads of the orthodox sects knew that his martial arts were probably still above Fang Zheng.
, but according to rumors in the world, Feng Qingyang is no longer alive.
Yue Buqun saw all the sect leaders looking at him, and said with a bitter smile: "Yue has never met Uncle Feng, Zen Master Ding. Do you know where my Uncle Feng lives in seclusion?"
Zheng Gui nodded and said: "As far as I know, Senior Feng is living in seclusion near Siguo Cliff in Huashan Mountain. Brother Yue, you can send Linghu Chong to look for it. It is related to the rise and fall of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Orthodox Sect. Most of his old people are
I won’t stand idly by.”
Yue Buqun also knew that the feud between the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect was unusually deep. He would not give face to Master Feng himself, so it would be better to let his disciples try their luck.
After thinking about this, Yue Buqun immediately confessed and went out, and ordered his eldest disciple Linghu Chong to return to Huashan.
After the leaders of the orthodox sects discussed for nearly two hours, they finally unanimously decided to summon their disciples to stand in formation at Songshan Mountain, waiting for a big battle with the demonic sect.
Zheng Gui knew in his heart that Dongfang Bubai's martial arts was almost ghostly. If Brother Fangzheng failed, it would be the end of the orthodox religion, so he frowned and thought for a long time before calling his two disciples and monk Bujie into the room.
After giving detailed instructions for a long time, several monks left Shaolin with strange expressions and disappeared on the mountain road leading to all directions.
July 8th passed quickly.
Following the reports from frontline disciples, the leaders of each sect knew that the Eastern Invincible and the demonic sect's army had arrived at the foot of Mount Song. At this time, the elite disciples of the orthodox sects also gathered at the Shaolin Temple to be prepared.
In the main hall, more than ten orthodox leaders including Fang Zheng, Chongxu, Dingxian Master, Zheng Gui, Jie Feng, Lehou, Yue Buqun, Mo Da and Tianmen were sitting peacefully. Everyone seemed expressionless, but in fact they were paying attention.
They're all down the mountain.
After a while, a Shaolin disciple came quickly with a document in hand and said: "Abbott, the leader of the Demon Cult sent someone to deliver a letter of war."
As soon as Fang Zheng's sleeve moved, the letter in the young monk's hand suddenly jumped up and flew into his hand.
Zheng Gui praised: "What a powerful cassock demon subduing skill. Even Dongfang Bubai may not be able to match the skill of Brother Abbot."
After reading the letter, Fang Zhengzhan said: "The leader of Dongfang Zhengzhan said that he will come to worship the mountain tomorrow. Not only will he meet with me, but also the heads of our various sects will also meet him. He said that he will agree on the unification of the martial arts world."
Everyone's expressions froze when they heard this, and they all knew that there would be a big battle tomorrow.
As a result, all the famous leaders had no intention of discussing the matter and all left, silently returning to their rooms to carry out their Qi and practice martial arts.
This night is destined to be a torturous night. Everyone knows that tomorrow will be a battle for the rise and fall of the Orthodox Church. Several leaders of the Orthodox Church also secretly have a death wish.
When it got dark, I heard nine cannon shots on the mountain road, and then a group of musical instruments played louder and louder until they stopped outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.
After a moment, the sound of the musical instruments paused, and a soft and high-pitched voice rang clearly in the ears of the orthodox disciples in the Shaolin Temple: "Sun Moon God Sect Dongfang Bubai, please invite Shaolin monk Fangzheng, Wudang Chongxu Taoist, Five Mountains Sword Sect and Beggar
Let’s meet the leaders of the gang and other factions together!”
After a while, the gate of the Shaolin Temple opened wide, and Fang Zheng, wearing a monk's robe and cassock, filed out with nine old monks and hundreds of Shaolin disciples and stood under the stone steps.
After the Shaolin disciples came out, the heads, elders and disciples of the Wudang, Beggar Clan, Wuyue Sword Sect, Kunlun Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Emei Sect, Kongtong Sect and other sects also came out one after another. In the end, the disciples of each sect were arranged in a fan-like pattern.
In front of the Shaolin Temple, more than ten feet in front of them were demon sect disciples who couldn't see how many there were.
The demon sect disciples all wore black clothes, and those with high status even had five-color patterns embroidered on the black clothes. At the front was a large sedan carried by twenty-four people. On both sides of the sedan were four banners with the words "Wencheng"
Wude, the Lord of the Divine Religion", "The Sun-Moon Divine Religion is invincible", "Unifying the world for thousands of years", "When the sun rises in the east, I am the only one who is undefeated"...
Surrounded by banners, painted with gold paint and inlaid with gems, the sedan no longer looks rich and noble.
The sedan door was wide open, and sitting on it was a middle-aged man wearing a big red robe and a phoenix crown. His face was smeared with a thick layer of gouache, and his lips were smeared with rouge. He looked neither male nor female, and he looked different in age and appearance.
It's not clear, but a pair of eyes are as bright as fire, shining with light.
Whether they had seen it or not, Zheng Gui, Fang Zheng and others all knew that the person in the sedan chair was Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Demon Cult.
Zheng Gui vaguely seemed to smell the faint smell of gouache floating in the air. He felt a chill in his heart and frowned unconsciously.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Master Dongfang, you have brought your disciples here. What advice do you have?"
Dongfang Bubai leaned forward and chuckled: "Great monk, did you know that you let Woxing die on Heimu Cliff? He killed my beloved, which also made me want to come out and take a look.
I know that you acknowledge Dongfang Bubai with your mouth, but you are not convinced in your heart, so today I just want to wipe out all your orthodox religions, so that I can be justified."
Fang Zhengchang announced the Buddha's name and said: "All the disciples of my orthodox sects are here. If we fight in a melee, it will only create karma in vain. Master Dongfang, I think we should make a three-chapter agreement..."
Dongfang Bubai stretched his arms lazily and said, "What do you want?"
Taoist Master Chongxu immediately raised his hands and said: "Master Dongfang, your martial arts are invincible in the world. I have seen it before, but the world's martial arts are from Shaolin. Today, if you want our orthodox sects to surrender to you, you still need to defeat the Shaolin monks."
Dongfang Bubai also became interested and said: "Old Master Chongxu, how much have you improved in your Tai Chi Sword? Do you want me to weigh it?"
Taoist Master Chongxu shook his head and said: "I am ashamed of myself. I think I am far from the opponent of the Eastern leader. However, there are several experts in our orthodox sects, but you may not be able to defeat them."
Dongfang Bubai shouted, and everyone's eyes were blurred. Dongfang Bubai, wearing a red robe, stood on the stone square in front of the Shaolin Temple. He looked at Fang Zheng and asked: "Master Fang Zheng, please take action."
Fang Zheng felt unsure when he saw Dongfang Bubai's ghostly movement, but at this point he could only deal with it with all his strength. He bowed and said: "I have a Vajra Demon-Suppressing Array in Shaolin Temple. As long as Master Dongfang can break it
In this formation, our Shaolin Temple will withdraw from the world and will never be an enemy of your religion again."
Dongfang Bubai smiled slightly and said: "In that case, let's set up the formation quickly."
Fang Zheng took off his cassock and threw it to the disciples behind him. The nine senior monks behind him also took off their cassocks. Then, with a movement of their feet, the nine senior monks of the Fang generation surrounded Dongfang Bubai.
Zheng Gui knew that the nine old monks who took action were Fang Zheng's senior brothers, and they were also the nine elders of the Shaolin Temple's Heart Zen Hall. Each of them was superior in martial arts to Fang Sheng. What was even more rare was that the nine of them practiced Zen together, and they had already known each other.
In the same way, after forming the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, you will immediately be able to unleash a power that is far superior to Fang Zheng. This is where the real confidence of the Shaolin Temple lies.
The nine old monks all had their eyelids drooped and looked at Mu Mu with a gloomy look. However, as the eldest Zen Master Fang Sheng raised his right hand, all nine old monks raised their hands and pointed at Dongfang Bubai. Dongfang Bubai also frowned suddenly, with a look on his face.
He looked very interested.
“Shaolin Kungfu is truly worthy of its reputation.”
As he spoke, Dongfang Bubai took out an embroidery needle from his purse and said, "I can't deal with the Nine Elders of Shaolin, so come on!"
As soon as the word "come" was spoken, everyone felt Dongfang Bubai's body sway, but the nine elders of Shaolin snapped their fingers at the same time like lightning, and the sound of "chichi" suddenly sounded in the air, suppressing Dongfang Bubai's word "ba".
Dongfang Bubai raised his hand and looked at the hole in his left sleeve, and said: "Shaolin Wuxiang Tribulation Finger, not bad!"
The nine elders of the Shaolin Heart Meditation Hall also sighed with a sad expression. A short old monk spread his right hand, a skinny old monk pointed to the center of his eyebrows, and a yellow-faced old monk touched the left side of his face. Everyone looked at it intently, but they saw
The three monks had a bright red spot on their palms, eyebrows and face, with blood oozing out.
Dingxian, Tianmen, Yue Buqun, Chongxu, Jiefeng and others all exclaimed. It was obvious that Dongfang Bubai had just stabbed three old monks of the Fang generation with a technique that no one could see clearly.
An old monk took action and pricked Dongfang Bubai's sleeve. If he were one minute slower, the lives of the three old monks would be in danger. The danger involved is unknown, but it is also terrifying.
…
Fang Zheng changed from his usual calm demeanor. His long eyebrows trembled slightly and he said: "Nine fellow apprentices, be careful!"
Dongfang Bubai has never suffered a defeat since he became famous. After killing Ren Woxing and others, he felt that he had no rivals in the world. At this time, he saw that the nine elders of the Shaolin Heart Meditation Hall could lock him with his true energy, which made him feel the crisis.
She was quite excited and smiled: "Come again!"
In everyone's eyes, Dongfang Bubai still flickered, and the Nine Elders of Shaolin still snapped their fingers at the same time.
But this time, another Dongfang Bubai appeared out of thin air three feet to the left of Dongfang Bubai. This Dongfang Bubai was still in shape. Jiulao then snapped his fingers, and in an instant there were more than ten Dongfang Bubai in the field.
Bubai, and the finger power that Chi Chi flew out also filled the circle surrounded by the nine elders. The airtight finger power made there not even a mosquito or fly within a radius of ten feet, but Dongfang Bubai was getting more and more. It seemed that
He has the art of clones.
Everyone held their breaths as they watched the miraculous fight in front of them. Except for Fang Zheng, whose expression was sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed, everyone else was confused and couldn't understand.
Zheng Gui guessed that it was an afterimage left behind by Dongfang Bubai's too fast speed. He looked at Dongfang Bubai's uncontrollable ghostly speed and wondered in horror: Is this kind of martial arts really unmatched?
The nine old masters of Shaolin have become popular, and the nine fingers keep shooting out. The nine fingers with different yin and yang, strong and soft, form a big net that keeps shrinking, but Dongfang Bubai inside the big net keeps using needles.
Break one or two fingers to make it difficult for the big net to shrink into shape.