Shaolin Temple was first built during the Taihe period of the Northern Wei Dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Liang Wu of the Southern Dynasty, Patriarch Bodhidharma came to the Central Plains from Tianzhu, and then stayed at the Shaolin Temple. In the following decades, Bodhidharma founded many Shaolin martial arts schools, laying a good martial arts foundation for the Shaolin Temple. .
At the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the Shaolin Temple assessed the situation and 13 monks rescued Li Shimin, who had not yet become emperor. After Li Shimin ascended the throne, Shaolin became even stronger. No matter how the Central Plains dynasties changed, Shaolin still stood.
On this day, a group of people appeared in the Shaolin area. They acted secretly. Everyone was wearing black clothes and covering their faces. They were observing the surroundings while rushing on the road.
"Master, there is Shaoshi Mountain ahead." One of them said at this time.
"Yes. Be careful of the Songshan Sect's people, so they don't get discovered. This time we go to Shaolin, so no one knows about it."
"Yes, leader."
Then he turned around and said to the two people behind him.
"Yingying, brother Linghu, just hold on, we're almost there."
This group of people was Ren Woxing and Xiang Wentian who had been rescued before, as well as Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying.
Ren Yingying, whose face was covered, looked at Linghu Chong with a hint of tenderness in her beautiful eyes.
"Brother Linghu, actually you don't have to go with us."
Hearing this, Linghu Chong shook his head and said quickly.
"No, I must go. Only Shaolin can mediate the matter between the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Demon Sect. I don't want Huashan to be involved in the war." Linghu Chong said quickly.
"Hahaha, kid, don't worry. As long as I regain my position as leader, I will immediately cease war with Zhengdao." An imperceptible cold light flashed in Ren Woxing's eyes, and then he laughed.
Linghu Chong nodded when he heard this. The main reason why he and Ren Yingying rescued Ren Woxing, besides liking Ren Yingying, was to end this battle between good and evil.
After resting for a while, a few people rushed towards Shaoshi Mountain. Fortunately, the main force of Songshan was not here recently, so the few people sneaked into Shaoshi Mountain smoothly.
Just when they were about to arrive at the Shaolin Temple, there was a sudden movement around them. A group of monks holding sticks and staffs poured out from all directions in the west and surrounded the group of Westerners.
Among them, the eighteen monks with golden copper paint on their bodies are the most conspicuous, and each of them exudes the aura of a second-rate peak.
"Eighteen bronze men." Xiang Wentian exclaimed in surprise.
"Dad, we were discovered." Ren Yingying said quickly.
At this moment, Linghu Chong had drawn his sword and looked around cautiously.
"As expected of the Shaolin Temple, it seems that you have already expected that I will come." Ren Woxing was grateful for the presence of the old god and did not care about the Shaolin people around him.
"The abbot has an order. If Mr. Ren wants to enter Shaolin, he must defeat the Eighteen Bronze Men." The Eighteen Bronze Men shouted in unison.
When Ren Woxing heard the words, his eyes flashed with a hint of indifference, and his face showed an expression of excitement.
"Master, you haven't recovered your strength yet. Although these eighteen bronze men are not first-class, but together they can be difficult to defeat even the late first-class ones." Xiang Wentian said in a low voice.
"Hahahaha..." Ren Woxing flicked his sleeves and burst into laughter.
"When I ruled the world, I was never afraid of anyone. I was just an eighteen-year-old bronze man. Come on, let me see what you are capable of."
After saying that, he jumped up and attacked the eighteen bronze men in front like a roc, with a faint stream of black energy flowing out from around his palms.
"Formation."
The eighteen people's wooden sticks were quickly put together to form a trap, and everyone stepped forward with their feet to meet the leaping Ren Woxing.
However, Ren Woxing did not attack the opponent's front first, but stepped on each other with both feet in the air, and a kite turned over and came behind the eighteen people.
"break…"
Ren Woxing roared, pushed forward with both palms, and a large force immediately knocked the Eighteen Arhats away.
"Okay." Xiang Wentian cheered loudly.
Ren Woxing is indeed Ren Woxing. He has rich combat experience and instantly found the opponent's flaw. He knew that he could not confront them head-on. Instead, he chose to use a feint to attack behind them.
"ha."
The Eighteen Bronze Men stood up, and then formed a formation again. This time, everyone formed a circle, surrounding Ren Woxing in the middle, and used their steps to spin towards Ren Woxing. This time, offense and defense were exchanged.
"The Demon Subduing Formation."
Ren Woxing did not choose to dodge. He made a gesture of holding Yuan Shouyi with the left palm of his hands facing upwards and his right palm downwards. A powerful infuriating energy emerged from his body.
Before the Eighteen Bronze Man came close, he suddenly felt a strong suction coming towards him, and his body involuntarily moved towards Renwoxing.
"The magic of attracting stars..."
The eighteen people were shocked and quickly inserted their wooden sticks into the ground to prevent their bodies from sliding towards each other.
"Amitabha…"
At this moment, a sound of Buddha's chant came from far away.
Ren Woxing's expression changed, his hands changed movements, and the monks' sliding postures also stopped.
After finishing the exercise, Ren Woxing looked behind him and saw Master Fang Zheng with a white beard standing there with his hands clasped. Behind him were seven or eight old monks, each of them with extraordinary momentum and everyone was a first-class master. .
"The Star Absorbing Technique is really weird. Mr. Ren, I haven't seen you for a long time," Fang Zheng said.
"It's been almost twenty years, right? Master, I didn't expect that I would meet you today as a bereaved dog." Ren Woxing laughed at himself.
"Good, good, Mr. Ren is joking."
"Guys, please..." Fang Zheng said and made an inviting gesture towards everyone.
At this moment, Linghu Chong was full of suspicion. He felt as if the two parties were very familiar.
"Crash..."
The eighteen bronze men and the monks quickly stood on both sides, leaving a path in the middle, allowing Woxingxiren to walk towards the main gate of Shaolin.
Entering the temple, I saw monks standing around. Everyone was staring at the Westerners who came in. There were probably no less than a thousand in number.
"As expected of Shaolin." Linghu Chong said to himself. There are so many third-rate masters, but he can only count the number of third-rate masters in Huashan on both hands.
When Ren Woxing saw this scene, he smiled. This was the opponent's power.
Fang Zheng and others did not take a few people to the Main Hall, but went all the way to a side hall behind the temple. This was because of Ren Yingying, it was extremely rare to let her in, and it was impossible to let her in. Fortunately, few people in the main hall didn't care.
"Mr. Ren, please sit down, please."
Then everyone sat down separately.
Immediately a young monk brought tea.
"Master Fang Zheng, this time I came to Shaolin, I believe you know my intention." Ren Woxing said straight to the point.
"Over at Songshan Mountain, I can ask them to suspend the fight, but Dongfang is undefeated. Can Mr. Ren be sure? This woman is extraordinary. She has reached the pinnacle of the first class at a young age. She can break through the innate at any time. Even I doubt that she has already reached the peak. Innate." Fang Zheng said.
"Impossible." Ren Woxing retorted immediately.
Then he said quickly.
"I want people. I hope Shaolin and Wudang can send people to help me. As long as I regain the position of leader, our Sun Moon God Sect will no longer set foot in the Central Plains in the next twenty years."
When Linghu Chong heard this, his face showed joy. This is what he wants.
Hearing this, Fang Zheng smiled slightly, and then looked at the junior brothers beside him.
"What do you think?" Fang Zheng asked.
"It's all up to senior brother to make the decision." Several people said hurriedly.
Fang Zheng nodded, then asked behind him.
"Master Chongxu, what do you think?"
Ren Woxing was shocked and quickly looked behind Fang Zheng, only to see an old Taoist who was over sixty years old walking out of the side door behind him. It was Taoist Master Chongxu, the leader of Wudang.
"Long time no see, Mr. Ren, congratulations on regaining your freedom." Chongxu smiled and nodded.
"Unexpectedly, you are also in Shaolin." Ren Woxing replied with a complicated expression. Now that the two great martial arts masters are here, he feels a little unsure. He was confident before because even if Shaolin tried to harm him, he thought he could escape from Fang Zheng, but he didn't expect that Chongxu would be here now.
"Mr. Ren's conditions are good. He will not set foot in the Central Plains for twenty years. Senior Brother Fang Zheng, I think I can agree." Chongxu nodded.
"Okay, thank you both." Ren Woxing was immediately overjoyed and quickly stood up to thank him.
"This is Young Hero Linghu, right? He is indeed a talented person." At this time, Chongxu looked at Linghu Chong.
The latter stood up quickly.
"Huashan Linghu Chong has met the senior."
"Well, little friend Linghu, I have something to ask you."
"Seniors, please speak." Linghu Chong said hurriedly.
"Li Daoyi, do you remember?" Chongxu asked.
Linghu Chong was startled and quickly replied.
"Of course I know Daozhang Li." Linghu Chong didn't dare to hide it.
"Can you tell me what happened after you met?" Chongxu said.
"This..." Linghu Chong was a little hesitant. He really didn't dare to say anything about Li Daoyi. The man felt too mysterious to him, and he seemed to be seen through every time he looked at him.
"Don't worry, I'm just curious about this friend who is also a member of the Taoist sect. I heard rumors in the world that he can do magic, and the old Taoist is very curious." Chongxu explained.
"Well, the Taoist master does know magic." Linghu Chong nodded.
"Absurd." Ren Woxing said coldly. He doesn't believe this.
"Oh? Did you see it with your own eyes?" Chongxu continued.
Linghu Chong then told Li Daoyi's many magical things, such as the sacred cow that could travel more than a hundred feet in the blink of an eye, the female ghost that appeared in the village, and the Liu Mansion in Hengshan City that defeated Dongfang Bubai with two swords. thing.
When everyone heard this, their faces showed shock, and Fang Zheng and Chongxu even frowned.
"It's true. I've also heard rumors that the Taoist Master is a swordsman. With his flying sword unsheathed, Dongfang Bubai doesn't even have a chance to fight back. I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true." Xiang Wentian also replied. He recognized Linghu Chong's character very much and had no doubts about what he said.
"Senior Brother Chongxu, what do you think?" Fang Zheng asked.
"I haven't seen anyone, so I don't dare to comment, but it's too unbelievable. Although there is indeed a sword immortal in our Taoist legend, but..." Chongxu obviously still has some doubts. After all, some powerful innate masters can also do it. When it comes to things like unsheathing flying swords, as for ghosts and gods, in his opinion, it is just a deception.
"Moo..."
At this moment, a deafening cow cry came, the sound was so loud that the surrounding buildings trembled.
"It's Taoist Master." Linghu Chong stood up quickly, shocked.
