[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

Chapter 154 The King Kong Demon Circle

Mo Shenggufang dragged Song Qingshu out of the room, and saw that all the Shaolin disciples who were guarding inside and outside the abbot's abode just now had turned into dead bodies.Not long after, many Shaolin disciples walked quickly from outside the abbot's abode and carried these corpses out.Mo Shenggu saw these Shaolin disciples all expressionless, as if they were turning a blind eye to the tragedy in front of them, and felt a shudder in his heart.

At this time, Song Qingshu suddenly said: "Uncle Qi, Shaolin is experiencing troubled times. You and I are not Shaolin disciples, so we should stay out of the matter and rest earlier."

Mo Shenggu was horrified by the fierce and ruthless disputes among the abbots in the Shaolin School, when he heard Song Qingshu's calm words, he couldn't help asking: "You knew this earlier?"

"Being kings and defeating bandits has happened since ancient times." Song Qingshu replied in a low voice.

Seeing Song Qingshu's understatement, Mo Shenggu was even more frightened and angry, and immediately asked sharply: "How many of these people are innocent?" , it is necessary to intercede no matter what.

When Song Qingshu heard the words, he just sighed in a low voice, his brows were full of tiredness and helplessness. "Innocent is still innocent, sometimes it's just a word from the superior."

Although Mo Shenggu has a straightforward personality, he is not a fool, no matter how bad it is, he has always read history books, so he naturally knows that what Song Qingshu said is not wrong at all.The only thing he didn't expect was that Shaolin's well-known family, who was the leader of the Central Plains martial arts, and passed on Buddhism, was generally unbearable.Thinking about the harmony between the upper and lower levels of the Wudang School, Mo Shenggu couldn't help sighing quietly. "Is there no other way?"

"To untie the bell, one needs to tie it, unless..." Song Qingshu was startled in the middle of speaking, and hurriedly changed his mouth. "Uncle Qi, it's getting late, tomorrow..."

How did he know that before he finished speaking, Mo Shenggu said clearly: "Yuanzhen! Unless you find Yuanzhen and let him confess the truth!" After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the back mountain.

Song Qingshu couldn't help being surprised when he saw Mo Shenggu going back to the mountain, and hurried forward to grab his sleeve. "Seventh Uncle, Yuan Zhen has long since escaped, and he is nowhere to be found!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shenggu suddenly turned his head to look straight at Song Qingshu, and said word by word: "Yuanzhen must be seeking help from the three Zen masters Du E, Du Jie, and Du Nan in the back mountain. You also know about Qingshu, so why hide it from me?"

Seeing Mo Shenggu's eyes like lightning, Song Qingshu panicked and lowered his head involuntarily.After a while, he just said in a low voice: "Seventh Uncle, Yuan Zhenyuan and Du E belong to the same generation. He entered Shaolin as a senior in Jianghu to worship Kongjian as his teacher, and his purpose is to take this abbot He is already in his seventies and has no chance to start over. If he leaves Shaolin in a hurry this time, his whole life will be a joke. Besides, he has colluded with Yuan Ting to seize the position of Shaolin abbot. Bao Baozhi is in the world, how can he let him quit easily? Now he is riding a tiger, as long as Zen master Kongwen wipes out Shaolin tonight, and junior Wuji wins the Vajra demon circle tomorrow, this is really easy to catch, so why rush for a while Woolen cloth?"

Mo Shenggu looked deeply at Song Qingshu for a while, and suddenly asked: "Then these Shaolin disciples..."

"Uncle Qi also said that they are Shaolin disciples, how can our Wudang faction intervene?" Seeing Mo Shenggu's hesitant expression, Song Qingshu seemed to still disagree, so he straightened his heart and said bluntly. "Du E, Du Jie, and Du Nan have worked hard for years to win the position of Shaolin abbot, and now they are destroyed by us, how can they spare us?"

When Mo Shenggu saw Song Qing's worried expression, he suddenly realized that the reason he had been blocking him from chasing Yuanzhen was because he was very afraid of the Vajra Demon Circle and didn't want him to take risks.Mo Shenggu stared at Song Qingshu silently for a long time, then sighed suddenly, turned around and walked back to the mountain.Mo Shenggu was deeply taught chivalry since he was a child, even though he knew that what Song Qingshu said was right, he would never ignore the lives of others just because he was concerned about his own safety.And if Du E, Du Jie, and Du Nan are really confused by power, even if they don't trouble him today, they will inevitably take Wuji's life to vent their anger tomorrow, how can Mo Shenggu sit idly by?

"Seventh Uncle! Seventh Uncle!" Seeing that Mo Shenggu insisted on going to the back mountain despite knowing the danger, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel dizzy, and only tightly pulled his sleeves to dissuade him. "I know Seventh Uncle is a hero, but even if Seventh Uncle doesn't think about himself, he should think about the disciples of the Beggar Sect!"

Hearing this, Mo Shenggu suddenly turned his head to look at Song Qingshu.Song Qingshu thought that Mo Shenggu had changed his mind, so he couldn't help showing joy, but Mo Shenggu said: "Qingshu, you don't have to follow me, just go back by yourself."

Song Qingshu was dumb for a while, and after a long while, he suddenly showed a ferocious expression, and said in a hateful voice: "Seventh Uncle really has a good plan, if I leave you today, can I still be the head of Wudang in the future?"

Song Qingshu's words obviously exhausted his patience, and he no longer wanted to play that gentle and filial nephew.Song Qingshu originally thought that Mo Shenggu would be furious when he saw him, and then he would try to delay for a while, and the second uncle and sixth uncle would definitely come to look for it when the sky brightened.Unexpectedly, Mo Shenggu answered him calmly and indifferently: "Whether you can become the head of Wudang should be a matter of your own concern, so what has it to do with me?" After finishing speaking, he went away on his own.

Mo Shenggu is the elder, Song Qingshu is the junior, Mo Shenggu has made up his mind, what can Song Qingshu do?After a while, the two came to the place where Xie Xun was imprisoned in the back mountain of Shaolin.

That night, when the moon was in the sky, Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu saw that the peak where Xie Xun was imprisoned was barren, only three tall pines were arranged in the shape of a Chinese character, with their branches reaching the sky, looking like a dragon.And the three old monks Du'e, Dujie and Dunan sat upright in the hollows of the trunks of these three pine trees.Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu had already heard about Zhang Wuji and Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng's breaking the magic circle of King Kong, and they knew that the martial arts of these three old monks were unfathomable, so they immediately stepped forward to salute their heads respectfully and spoke loudly He said: "Wudang Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu, pay homage to the three divine monks!"

After a while, an old monk with a thin yellow face and a haggard voice suddenly said slowly: "It turns out that you two are Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu, it's really great that the Wudang sect can train such outstanding disciples! Very good! "

At this time, it has been half an hour since Yuanzhen left the abbot's abode, and the three old monks who should know must have known it.Therefore, when Song Qingshu heard the praise from the three old monks, his heart trembled. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't hold back Mo Shenggu, he would have fled away with Mo Shenggu.Mo Shenggu's expression did not change, he only said in a deep voice: "This junior came to pay respects to the three divine monks tonight, wishing to find Yuan Zhen's whereabouts, and to pay for the lives of countless Shaolin disciples with his life."

As soon as Mo Shenggu finished speaking, he heard the black-faced old monk sitting in the northeast corner suddenly laughing loudly. Song Qingshu heard his rumbling laughter seemed to contain infinite resentment, and only the black-faced old monk could be heard in his ears. He said in a low voice: "So the disciples of Wudang sect are here to save the disciples of Shaolin sect!" After saying that, he saw his sleeve flicking lightly, and a black rope shot out from his sleeve, and shot at Mo Sheng like a long spear. Gu's chest was stabbed.

Mo Shenggu knew that this Heisuo was extraordinary, so he immediately used the move "Kanglong Yougui" to slap that Heisuo with his palm.The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were powerful, and the middle part of the black rope was struck by this palm, and the originally straight black rope bent sideways in an instant.Seeing this, the black-faced old monk couldn't help but let out a "huh", shook his wrist, and swung the long rope in his hand towards Song Qingshu who was standing beside Mo Shenggu.

Song Qingshu saw that the black rope was coming very fast, before the black rope arrived, an overwhelming internal force hit his chest.Knowing that he lacked internal energy, he didn't dare to meet it head-on, so he drew his sword in his hand, and used the move "Swallows copying water" to draw the black rope from his chest to his side, and then lifted up the ladder cloud and jumped up with light kung fu. treetops.Before he had a moment to catch his breath, the black rope followed closely like a spirit snake, turning into a huge wave and hitting Song Qingshu's shoulder.Just at this time, Song Qingshu's body suddenly became short, and he turned over and jumped off the treetop.The black-faced old monk pushed harder, and the black rope in his hand circled the treetops like an ink dragon, and rushed towards Song Qingshu to peck his shoulder.Song Qingshu was in mid-air, but his back seemed to have eyes. He turned his sword, and then used a "compass" move to turn the black rope around and sweep his feet at the same time. The head of the black rope was kicked immediately. Going back to the top of the tree, he went back through the middle of the black rope, but it was tied in a tight knot.

The black rope entangled the treetops, so naturally he couldn't attack Song Qingshu again, the black-faced old monk didn't get angry when he saw Song Qingshu landed calmly and returned to Mo Shenggu's side, and only said twice: "Interesting! Interesting!" With another flick of his wrist, the black rope immediately cut off the thick treetops of his arms and retracted them into his sleeves.A few days ago, they had fought against Mingjiaojiao Zhang Wuji. It is very rare for him to have profound inner strength at such a young age.I don't want to see two Wudang disciples today, although their martial arts are still a bit inferior, but one is firm and the other is soft, obviously more specialized than Zhang Wuji.Given time, in this martial arts forest, it is still unknown who among the three of them will respect their martial arts.

Both Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu knew that this was just the three old monks intending to try their martial arts, but one black rope is already so difficult, if all three ropes are released together, it will definitely be difficult to resist.Thinking of this episode, Mo Shenggu immediately took a step forward, put Song Qingshu behind him, and said in a deep voice: "The three monks have practiced martial arts hard for decades, and they should have given up their fame and fortune long ago. Why bother for a The position of abbot will implicate the whole Shaolin? Yuan Zhen has an evil intention to collude with the Yuan court, the three monks must not be deceived by him."

Song Qingshu, who was standing behind Mo Shenggu, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard him bluntly criticize the three old monks, and almost sighed: "My life is over!"

Unexpectedly, the three old monks were silent when they heard this.After a while, the yellow-faced old monk suddenly asked: "Master Mo, do you know what is meant by 'separate relationship'?"

Mo Shenggu saluted again, and replied: "This junior knows."

"Do you know what 'murder kills'?" the yellow-faced old monk asked again.

"The junior knows." Mo Shenggu said calmly, his expression unchanged. "However, the younger generation believes that the three seniors have been able to practice here for decades with great perseverance, and they are definitely not such small-timers as Yuan Zhen. They will collude with the Yuan court to trap the world in injustice!"

As soon as Mo Shenggu said this, the three old monks laughed miserably at the same time.At that time, they agreed with Du Ku that as long as they defeated Yang Dingtian, the leader of Mingjiao at that time, Du Ku would no longer compete with them for the position of abbot.Losing to Yang Dingtian in the martial arts contest was because he was willing to gamble and admit defeat, but he didn't want to go through hardships, so he took advantage of the three of them to go to the Western Regions and punished the three of their disciples one by one with various names. Reading Buddhism, being a pedantic empty view.They were the ones who had won against Yang Dingtian at that time, they might have to go to this back mountain to sit in dry meditation after returning.Du Ku acted so viciously for the position of abbot, how could he teach them not to hate or resent?The three of them have spent 30 years of meditation here, unable to do anything about Shaolin common affairs, and finally managed to use Yuan Zhen's hand to end the [-] years of enmity, and did not want to be destroyed by Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu again.Yuanzhen fled to this place just now, and under the panic, he already revealed that he has a great helper outside the temple. When the thunder strikes, the five major sects of Sect and the Ming Sect will all be wiped out, and only Shaolin will enjoy wealth forever.The three of them heard it strangely, they captured Yuan Zhen at the same time, tortured and interrogated them, only to find out that Yuan Zhen had colluded with Yuan Ting.However, the dispute over the abbot of Shaolin School has always been fierce, even if Mo Shenggu could believe that they had never colluded with Yuan Ting, how could Kong Wen be willing to believe it?

Once this matter has been done, it is like a horse in the middle of the road, and there is no possibility of turning back.The three old monks have been meditating here for decades, and they have already connected with each other. They looked at each other and nodded at the same time.The yellow-faced old monk sighed in a long voice: "Where are you going, if you can break our vajra subduing demon circle, you can tell me of course."

The yellow-faced old monk's words were clearly an invitation to fight. In terms of the rules of the world, if Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu have the slightest sense of shame, they would rather die in battle than draw their swords.Mo Shenggu was feeling annoyed in his heart, he never insisted on insisting that Song Qingshu leave first, but at this moment Song Qingshu smiled lightly and said the second sentence after going up the mountain. "One enemy against three is disrespectful to the three divine monks. The younger generation will fight side by side with the uncle. Presumably the three divine monks have no objection?"

The yellow-faced old monk said: "I originally thought you were so clever, unexpected, unexpected..." He sighed twice, and the black ropes in the hands of the three old monks shook out at the same time, like three sharp arrows Shoot quickly at Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu.Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu both used Ti Yun's lightness kung fu to bend and fold in mid-air, like a pair of eagles narrowly dodging the thunderous blow, and landed gracefully among the three pines.

The three old monks shook their arms again when they saw that the move failed. The three black ropes were instantly entwined, turning into a huge dragon and pounced on them.Seeing the menacing approach of these three long ropes, Mo Shenggu immediately took a step forward, and stood in front of Song Qingshu, and then performed a move of "The Dragon Has Regrets". For a long rope rushed.Mo Shenggu's palm was unparalleled in strength, and there were layers of air waves in the air. There was a loud noise when the two internal forces collided. Mo Shenggu groaned and retreated a few steps. Blood gushed out of his mouth. Obviously internally injured.

The three black cables trembled again in mid-air, and they were immediately separated, using the upper, middle and lower three routes to attack Mo Shenggu together.Mo Shenggu was about to strike again, but Song Qingshu suddenly shouted: "Seventh Uncle, you are invincible!" He rushed out from behind Mo Shenggu, drew his sword and charged into the formation, and swept towards one of the black ropes. "Tai Chi swordsmanship! Li San!"

Hearing this, Mo Shenggu immediately pulled out the green bamboo stick, and used the stick instead of the sword to walk away from the black rope stabbing the center of the three with a sword.Mo Shenggu listened to Song Qingshu's instruction that the two should use Taiji swordsmanship together, and fought with the three black cables for a long time, during which time they kept changing their positions with eight trigrams footwork. Only then did the old monk realize that the black ropes in his hands were tightly entangled.Unexpectedly, the three old monks, Ku Chan, have been sitting for decades, and they have already been in the same mind, and if there is a slight flaw, others will make up for it.At this time, the white-faced old monk saw that the black ropes of the two senior brothers were controlled by Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu respectively, he immediately raised his arm, and the black rope in his hand struck Mo Shenggu's back like a dragon.

Mo Shenggu is currently wrestling with the black rope in the hands of the yellow-faced old monk, how can he distract him?Seeing that this blow was about to break his ribs, Song Qingshu suddenly yelled: "Seventh Uncle!" He actually ignored the black rope in front of him and flew to stop the blow for him.However, as soon as he was distracted, he immediately revealed the empty door, and the long rope in the black-faced old monk's hand swept towards his vest.The black-faced old monk sat down after 30 years of bitter meditation, and his inner strength was amazing.Song Qingshu spurted blood immediately after receiving this blow, and was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and fell into the deep pit between the three pine trees.

The author has something to say:

Director: Song Shaoxia, how does it feel to fall into the pit?

Qingshu: Director, what do you think?

Director: Oops!I think you should get used to it by now, what the heck!Moreover, this time there is Xie Xun in the pit!

Qing Shu: Hehe, I thank you on behalf of my junior brother!