Chapter 135

The last competition at the martial arts academy was over. The big people who had been sitting on the general stage for almost a day got up one after another. Prince Yi said goodbye to President Zhou. The stingy old man didn't leave you for dinner. Everyone also knew that President Zhou's temperament was always informal. Naturally, no one cared. They left the commanding officer's stage, got into their own carriage and left with a large number of followers.

Prince Yang Yin invited Huai Qiugong, the Minister of rites, to go with him. The old man, who was called the second elder of the imperial court together with Zhou banchuan, seemed to hesitate, then smiled and nodded. He turned and asked Zhou banchuan, "when do you owe me that pot of Xinyang good tea?"

Zhou banchuan glanced and said, "you say I owe it?"

"Old and shameless"

Huaiqiu looked at him and said.

"I'm really older than you. Why, do you want to disrespect the old man?"

Huai Qiugong smiled and said, "it's reasonable to refuse to pay. If so many students in the martial arts academy know your face, it depends on your prestige."

Zhou banchuan said with a smile, "the prestige of the martial arts academy has never been said."

Huaiqiugong shook his head with a smile and left with Prince Yi Yang Yin laughing. Prince Yi personally helped the old man into the carriage and waved goodbye to Zhou banchuan. Zhou banchuan nodded slightly. He didn't seem to want to leave. He went back to his chair and sat down. He looked at Qiu Yu who had been standing on one side and whispered, "there is something wrong on Shenquan mountain. I've asked Yanqing to go there. Clean up and have a look."

Qiu Yu listened to Zhou banchuan's tone with some awe. He couldn't help asking, "isn't there some tricky person in the imperial capital?"

Zhou banchuan nodded and said, "if there's no accident, the little guy named he Zhen and the freak Zhuo Buyi in the bodyguard's office in qingleshan should be there. Plus Yanqing and you, even if you're a great man, at least you won't let people see the Jianghu of the great Sui Dynasty."

"Do you want the four of us to work together?!"

Qiu Yu was obviously surprised.

"Is it the Buddha?"

"Here comes the material."

Qiu Yu was silent for a moment and said: "Buddhists never set foot in the Central Plains. How can a Buddha be so silent when he comes here? If it is true, it is not only a provocation to our Wulin in the Central Plains, but also to the imperial court of the great Sui Dynasty. Once the identity of the visitor is confirmed, I'm afraid your majesty will immediately mobilize experts from the six armies of the son of heaven. Let a person of Buddhists, even a God, come and go freely in the great Sui Dynasty It's embarrassing how it gets out. And... Why don't you do it yourself, sir? "

"Your majesty will not send military personnel."

Zhou banchuan waved his hand and said, "the great Sui Dynasty has its own sect, and the leader of the sect is the Taoist sect. No matter how strong the people of the Buddha sect are, they are only the sect. If your majesty uses the military to capture them, won't the whole Jianghu be laughed at? It's not said that there are countless people in the great Sui sect who can take action? Jianghu people can't afford to lose this face, and your majesty can't afford to lose it."

"As for why I don't go..."

Zhou banchuan glanced and said: "Even Xiao 19 is too lazy to go. Would I go? According to the truth, the Buddha's heavenly father is a disciple of the king of the great wheel Ming Dynasty. But Xiao 19 seems to be comparable to the king of the great wheel Ming Dynasty in the eyes of the people. Wouldn't he be deceiving the small if he did it? Speaking of it, the little family guy he Zhen is the equivalent of the Buddha's heavenly father. Unfortunately... Although he is a gifted man, he is still good I can't beat others. "

Xiao 19 is immortal Xiao of Leshan in the Qing Dynasty.

In Zhou banchuan's mouth, immortal Xiao and Taoist he are all little guys. If these two great figures of Taoism hear it, I don't know if it will be embarrassing.

Qiu Yu understood Zhou banchuan's meaning, nodded and said, "I'll go now."

Your majesty doesn't want the military to step in and let the Jianghu sect solve this matter. Zhou banchuan is the president of the martial arts academy, and no one can represent the military better than him. Besides, not only in the army, President Zhou is the oldest in the imperial court, but also respected in the Jianghu. If he goes to do it himself, he really seems to lose his identity.

Qiu Yu turned around and left. Before he got off the stage, he heard President Zhou's insipid instructions: "Don't underestimate others. Buddhism has been a religion for thousands of years. Don't mention Tianzun. Even the little monk who made waves in the city a few days ago also has some real skills. Although there are many sects in the Sui Dynasty, there are also many known experts... In fact, compared with other people's Buddhist heritage, it's nothing. If you can fight, you'll fight, but you'll run back. Don't hold on, face is not as good as life after all Important. "

Qiu Yu paused slightly, nodded, and then quickened his pace.

In the carriage, Prince Yi Yang Yin lifted the curtain of the car window and looked outside. Seeing that President Zhou did not leave the platform, his doubts were slightly alleviated. After he put down the curtain, he quietly asked huaiqiugong, "Huai Lao, you know President Zhou best. How do you feel that he seems strange this afternoon?"

"Zhou banchuan is a more calm person. He puts his ass on the chair of the pointing desk and doesn't move away... It looks all right. I'm afraid it won't be small."

Huai Qiugong answered with a smile.

"But the Lord should also know that when even President Zhou can't sit still, that's what really happens. As long as he still sits in that chair, there's nothing to worry about."

Yang Yin gave a sound, was silent for a while and asked, "the one called Fang Xie seems to be a seedling."

"No hurry, no hurry"

Huaiqiugong waved his hand and said, "he will practice in the martial arts academy for three years. Why is the Lord so anxious?"

Yang Yin smiled helplessly: "Gu is now jealous that brother Huang has a talent record in his hand."

Huai Qiugong stroked his beard and said, "Chu Cailu is just a book, which doesn't mean anything. The prince might as well think about going to the flower boat tonight instead of thinking about these things?"

Yang Yin couldn't help laughing, but there were always some dark things in her eyes.

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Shenquan mountain

Zhuo Buyi sat on the ground with Taoist crane's big sleeves floating.

The old monk dressed in grey cloth monk's clothes and a golden cassock blocked Taoist crane and Zhuo cloth with one hand. His two hands were static and moving, while Zhuo Buyi and Taoist he were also static and moving. But the weird thing is that it is the stationary hand that resists Taoist he, while it is the hand that has been slowly blowing against Zhuo Buyi.

Static to dynamic, dynamic to static.

The old monk's face is calm and he can't see any difficulty.

Taoist Hezhen blew out four repetitions in succession, but he couldn't break the old monk's cassock. He picked it at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be really angry. He took a step back and stretched his hands out of the wide sleeves of his robe. When he nearly killed chenya with two strikes in Chang'an City, his hand was always in his robe sleeve. Before attacking the old monk, his hand was always in his robe sleeve.

Taoist Hezhen, who held out his hand, changed the old monk's eyes slightly.

"As expected, there are still several characters in Dashui. I thought that no one in Dashui could care about since he died. I didn't expect to produce several impressive young students, but compared with him... You are far worse after all."

Taoist Hezhen opened his right hand to the old monk's forehead and said coldly, "I knew that the people of the Buddha sect were shameless a long time ago. Now it seems that it's not surprising. You say he died? I really think you can kill him with your Buddha sect's dirty means?"

"If he's not dead, why don't he come out?"

The old monk asked with a smile.

"If he comes out, how dare you be presumptuous here?"

Taoist crane asked.

The old monk was stunned by this question. He was silent for a while and replied, "I don't deny it. If he was still in the state of Sui, I might not have entered the Central Plains. Unfortunately, there is only one of you Sui people, and there is no one who can compare with him. My Buddha sect, I can easily enter and leave Chang'an City alone. It's obvious which is better or worse."

"Chang'an city is not as shallow as you think!"

Taoist Hezhen's right hand suddenly pushed forward, and a magnificent repulsion surged out. Different from the previous fierce but invisible offensive, this repulsion is actually tangible! The spurting repulsion looked like a rising dragon. At the moment when it flew out of the palm of Taoist crane, there was even a loud dragon singing through Shenquan mountain!

"Is this the xiaozhoutian skill of the Taoist school?"

The old monk couldn't help nodding and said, "there are some doorways, but they are just in vain."

He slowly waved his left hand holding the cassock, and the cassock also turned. After the stripes on the cassock turned, it could be seen that they formed a golden 10000 character. When the golden light flashed, Taoist Hezhen's Dragon repulsion hit the cassock.

With a loud bang, the cassock was knocked back by the Dragon repulsion. However, the dragon like repulsion could not break through the cassock even if it was fierce.

The old monk smiled and said, "you Sui people have high eyes. You obviously don't have much ability, but you all think highly of yourself. Today I'll break your repulsion with Liuyun sleeves and his mind with Bodhi Heart."

After saying this, he suddenly looked at Zhuo Buyi, and he didn't see any action. Zhuo Buyi's body sitting on the ground in the distance suddenly trembled, followed by a burst of ups and downs in his chest, and then a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked as if he had been badly hurt.

At the same time, the golden shield formed by the old monk's left hand holding the cassock suddenly changed shape. The cassock twisted and rotated to separate a gap. The sleeves of the old monk's grey cloth monk's clothes flew out like a dark cloud and quickly attacked Taoist Heyi. Taoist Hezhen's eyes were cold, his hands were flat, and two repulsions spewed out from the palm and collided with the Liuyun sleeve. At the moment of contact, Taoist he was suffocated in his chest. Unexpectedly, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

The old monk smiled and said, "Sui people are so overestimated when they establish a country in the Central Plains. They always feel that they can compete with the western world. However, if it were not for the kindness of the Ming king, how could they allow you to turn clouds and rain in the east?"

The old monk changed from defensive to offensive. He hurt Taoist he and Zhuo Buyi at the same time!

But just as he was talking proudly, a sword shadow came quickly from the air like a lightning flash. Behind the flash of light was an old man in a royal blue robe. He was behind the sword, but read in the sword. The sword was so fast that the old monk seemed to notice that the sword reached his head.

It's hard to leave.

The old man who has been guarding the palace has not pulled out his sword for a long time.

The sword is on my head! It seems that the old monk didn't notice the sword that had been ready for a long time. He didn't have time to make a response!

From beginning to end, the offensives of Taoist he and Zhuo Buyi were just feints. The real killing move is Linan, a sword like a flying star outside the sky! The sword stabbed the old monk on the top of his head. At that moment, Taoist he suddenly withdrew back, turned over and gave way to the Liuyun sleeve. Zhuo Buyi opened his eyes and stood up, slowly wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

When the sound of a crisp ring!

The sword... Broke.

"Ha ha ha"

The old monk couldn't help laughing at the sky and said, "I have been a King Kong body many years ago. Do you think such a trick can work? If you practice Kendo for another 20 years, there may be a chance."

Just as he was laughing wildly, suddenly another moon white figure came. He slashed the old monk's forehead with a palm shaped knife. It was only half a breath later than the difficult sword. Obviously, this man also waited for a long time and cut down from top to bottom while the old monk was rampant.

Without a knife, the knife is awe inspiring.

But there was another crisp sound. After the old monk's body trembled, he spread his arms and sneaked into him. The man was shocked back. The man stepped back two steps before he stood firm. Taoist crane and Zhuo Buyi noticed that his hand was trembling slightly.

This man is Yan Qing, a professor of the Academy of martial arts!

"As I said, you can't break the King Kong body."

The old monk stood up slowly, with contempt in his eyes.

"I'll come and go if I want. Can you give me a minute?"

"King Kong, your mother has a ball!"

With a bang, the old monk suddenly flew forward as if he had been hit hard on his back by some heavy object. Although he tried to twist his body, he was really not good at lightness skills. In addition, the strength behind him was so heavy that even his Vajra body seemed unable to bear it.

Boom!

The old monk broke a big tree in mid air before he stabilized himself. He stepped back two steps before he stood up.

In his original sitting position, a beautiful young woman in a blue cloth skirt opened her eyes, her cheeks slightly puffed with a little blush, showing an indescribable beauty. She still kept the fist posture, and the boulder sitting in front of her was smashed into countless pieces!