Yuan Gen took a breath of cold air. He was just a steward of the vegetable garden. He had never seen such advanced martial arts. He quickly waved his hands and said, "What the young monk said is the truth."
"Okay, please, Master."
The White-browed Eagle King waited for Yuan Gen to turn around, immediately tapped his sleeping hole, dragged him into the grass, and hid it.
At the same time, Yang Xiao and his party came to the gate of Shaolin with torches.
When the novice guarding the gate saw so many people coming in the dark night, he rolled and crawled towards the temple.
Nowadays, apart from Sandu, the only remaining Shaolin master is Master Xuanji of the Commandment Hall.
"Master Xuanji, there is a group of people outside, I don't know if they are enemies or friends."
Master Xuanji walked out of the Zen room and followed the young novice towards the temple gate.
"Mingjiao Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao, along with the Green-winged Bat King and Wu Sanren, asked to see the eminent Shaolin monks."
Yang Xiao's words floated over Shaolin.
Xuanji frowned, wondering why the Ming Cult people came at night.
"Master."
After receiving the news, hundreds of Shaolin monks rushed to the gate and saluted Xuanji.
"You can't take action without my orders."
Shaolin's vitality has been seriously injured and has not yet recovered. Now that the Ming Cult is coming, it is not appropriate to conflict, Xuan Ji warned.
"Follow the law."
All the warrior monks practiced Buddhism.
Xuanji walked out of the gate, looked at the crowd of Mingjiao people in darkness, and said, "Amitabha, I, Xuanji, I wonder why Yang Zuoshi, King Wei Bat, and Wu San came to my Shaolin?"
Wei Yixiao quit immediately. Wasn't this pretending to be confused because he understood? !
"Xuanji is an important matter. Let's not talk secretly. We are here to teach the Golden Retriever Lion King. Please release the Golden Retriever Lion King."
Xuanji frowned slightly, turned to look at the monks around him, and asked in a low voice: "The Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun is in Shaolin?"
The Shaolin disciples also looked confused.
"Master, we don't know. Now Shaolin affairs are all under the control of Master Du'e."
Xuanji nodded and said to Yang Xiao: "Mr. Yang Zuo, I really don't know about this matter. Why don't you come back tomorrow and let me find out."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Zhou Dian jumped out, pointed at Xuanji and said: "Old monk, we already have conclusive evidence that the Golden Retriever Lion King is imprisoned in Shaolin. If you have nothing wrong with you, let us search it."
"How outrageous! Shaolin Holy Land will not allow the Demon Sect to run wild!"
A large number of martial arts people poured out of the Shaolin Villa, and Guo Tianhong strode out.
His father participated in the Sky Eagle Sect's sword-raising ceremony and died in the hands of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun. At this time, when he saw the people of the Ming Sect, their eyes were red and they roared loudly.
"The crotch of the pants is not tight, exposing you."
The grumpy Zhou Dian flashed his figure and struck him with a palm.
Guo Tianhong did not retreat but advanced, punching out.
Guo Tianhong inherited his father Guo Sanquan's unique three-punch technique. Three punches can wipe out thousands of armies, and he is extremely powerful.
Zhou Dian was also a master of violence, so of course he would not give in, and fought against the fierce punching wind. .
A sneer appeared at the corner of Guo Tianhong's mouth, impartially, and collided with Zhou Dian's fist.
"Bang!"
Zhou Dian felt his fist hit the iron plate, and a strong force pushed him back several steps.
"good!"
"As expected of the invincible divine fist!"
After three punches, the martial arts factions behind him cheered loudly!
"Zhou Dian, don't be reckless, put first things first."
Yang Xiao opened his mouth to stop him.
Zhou Dian was dissatisfied with Yang Xiao, and because of the punch he suffered, Zhou Dian was about to refute, but was grabbed by Monk Peng beside him.
"After Tianhong, we'll settle the score later!"
"Huh, Demon Cult, haha!"
Guo Tianhong laughed arrogantly.
Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao's figure flashed, his hand was like lightning, and he slapped Guo Tianhong's chest with his palm.
Guo Tianhong spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"Nothing!"
Wei Yixiao's figure flashed again and returned to Yang Xiao.
"Master Xuanji, if you don't give us an explanation today, we won't agree."
"Yes, we won't give up until the Lion King is released!"
The Ming Cult disciples waved their weapons and shouted loudly.
"Don't be afraid, Master Xuanji. We are all on the side of Shaolin. If the demon sect dares to use violence, I will definitely help!"
Yu Jizi, the head of the Taishan Sect, received instructions from Yue Buqun and said loudly.
"Master, is that evil thief from the Golden Retriever Lion King really in Shaolin? The Divine Fist Sect and Xie Xun are inseparable, and we must not hand over the evil thief to the Demon Cult!"
Guo Tianhong pushed away the disciple of the Divine Fist Sect who was supporting him, and strode up to Xuan Ji.
"Master, please be patient. The golden-haired lion king's hands are stained with the blood of our righteous martial arts community in the Central Plains. I don't expect Master Xuanji to let such evil thieves leave Shaolin."
Yue Buqun said loudly.
"Yes, Shaolin is the Taishan Beidou of the righteous Linwu. It will never make peace with the demonic sect. Please be patient and don't be impatient."
Ding Mian, the head of the Songshan Sect, echoed loudly and at the same time glanced at Yue Buqun.
Yue Buqun leaned towards him without leaving any trace.
Master Xuanji was in a very difficult situation at this time.
Shaolin suffered a bloodbath by the Mongolian Tatars, and its vitality was severely damaged. If it conflicts with Mingjiao again, it will definitely fall into ruin.
After thinking about it again and again, I decided to find out whether Xie Xun was in Shaolin or not before making any plans.
"Mr. Yang Zuo, I really don't know if the Golden Retriever Lion King is here or not in Shaolin.
If you don't believe in Mingjiao, you can just wait outside the temple, and I will definitely give an explanation when I find out the truth. "
Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao leaned into Yang Xiao's ear and whispered: "Yang Zuoshi, we can't do this. We have to disrupt Shaolin in a big way so that the leader can have a chance."
Yang Xiao already had a plan in mind and nodded slightly towards Wei Yixiao.
"Master Xuanji, we can't wait any longer! If we are not allowed to enter Shaolin, then we will fight in!"
"Yes, enter Shaolin and rescue the Lion King."
The Ming Cult disciples once again raised their weapons high, shaking them and shouting loudly.
"Yang Zuoshi, where do you think Shaolin is?"
Master Xuanji showed an angry face.
The Shaolin monk, holding a stick, rushed out of the temple and stood in front of Xuanji.
"Set up a formation!"
One hundred and eight Shaolin disciples formed the Shaolin Arhat Formation.
This formation is divided into twelve rows, with nine people in each row. The rows are criss-crossed, dazzling everyone present.
As one hundred and eight stick monks shouted, an extremely powerful aura hit their faces.
If you stand in front of the formation, you will be oppressed by the aura emitted by the formation.
Shaolin Arhat Formation is well-deserved!
"Devil Cult, aren't you so loud? You have the guts to break into this Shaolin Arhat formation!"
Various martial arts factions jeered loudly.
Yue Buqun and Ding Mian retreated to the back of the crowd and talked in low voices.
"Senior Brother Yue, only Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao came from the Demon Sect, but Zhang Wuji and the White-browed Eagle King have disappeared. I'm afraid things are not that simple. Maybe they have already learned where the Golden Retriever Lion King is imprisoned."
Yue Buqun frowned slightly, and he also had doubts in his heart, "Senior Brother Ding, this is very possible. But the princess only asked me to stay in Shaolin and wait for her orders, so what should I do now?"
Just when the two of them didn't know what to do for a moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the crowd, "Xie Xun is on the hilltop north of Shaolin!"
This shocking statement immediately caused an uproar!
At that time, the leader of the Giant Whale Gang, the leader of the Divine Fist Sect, and the chief helmsman of the Haisha Sect were all killed at the hands of Xie Xun at the Wangpanshan Sword-Raising Conference.
These three factions had a blood feud with Xie Xun, and upon hearing the words, they immediately ran towards the small mountain peak without saying a word.
"Quick, let's go and give the teacher a helping hand."
The silhouettes of Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and Wu Sanren flashed sharply, and the Ming Cult disciples all ran towards the small mountain peak to the north.
Those who have a grudge will naturally seek revenge from Xie Xun, while those who have no grudge will also go and watch the fun.
The Central Plains martial artist who came to help with the boxing walked away for most of the time. Only the Songshan, Huashan, Hengshan and Taishan sects of the Five Mountains are left.
"Senior Brother Yue, Senior Brother Ding, what should we do in the Five Mountains?" Yu Qingzi asked.
"Just wait and see what happens and wait for orders."
Yue Buqun said something in a low voice, turned around and walked towards the small mountain peak.
The Shaolin Arhat formation was so lonely that the monks had no choice but to close the formation and return to Xuan Ji's side.
"Master, what should we do?"
