Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

But he didn't act rashly.

This time he brought his eldest disciple Shi Dengda, second disciple Di Xiu and others here to broaden their horizons.

If possible, you can fish in troubled waters.

As for the Four Great Masters of Shaolin on the boat, they were purely invited by the Songshan School.

Because all the slightly larger ships in the surrounding area have been booked out.

We all come from the same sect in Songshan.

Shaolin Master Fang Zheng was even more grateful to Zuo Lengchan for saving his life.

So the Songshan Sect did a favor.

"That big ship..."

"Isn't that the warship of the Angry Dragon Gang?"

Stendar saw a large ship approaching quickly and couldn't help but become alert.

Don't be fooled by the Songshan Sect's bravery and aggressiveness.

But in terms of naval warfare, they are at least one level weaker.

"take it easy."

"Not only are there the Angry Dragon Clan on board, but there are also elders from the Beggar Clan."

Zuo Lengchan tried to comfort her.

He has excellent eyesight.

Even in heavy rain, you can still see people clearly a hundred feet away.

"It's rumored that the Angry Dragon Clan and the Beggar Clan's Jie Feng have a very close relationship. It seems to be true."

"Of course they have a good relationship. The leader of the Nujiao Gang has a teenage daughter who is a concubine of Jie Feng."

The disciples at Songshan talked about some of the gossip.

This made the four Shaolin masters shake their heads.

Xie Feng's reputation has gradually declined since the battle that year.

Even the disciples of Songshan School now dared to mock him.

"What a beautiful ship."

"That's a pleasure boat, used for the sex trade."

"Which playboy from a prominent family is making trouble here?"

There was a commotion in the Songshan School.

Some even mocked.

There was a strong hint of sourness in his tone.

Zuo Lengchan said disdainfully, "Who else but the Hua family could be so high-profile?"

"It is indeed the Hua family."

Miao Di casually replied, "I heard that the eldest son of the Hua family is a playboy and has many wives and concubines."

Everyone looked at Miao Di in surprise.

No one expected that Miao Di, the head of Northern Shaolin, would speak so bluntly.

But then they remembered Miao Di's nickname and shut up.

"This statement reveals one's true nature."

“This shows how profound the Master’s Dharma is.”

Zuo Lengchan sighed slightly.

His heart was filled with bitterness.

Huashan, Shaolin and Wudang have produced many talented people.

But what about their Songshan Mountain?

Two or three kittens and puppies.

I'm afraid that in another twenty or thirty years, Songshan will become a second-rate society.

No longer qualified to dominate the world.

"All the major sects and families have come, but the leaders of both sides have not arrived."

“It’s really interesting.”

The wonderful truth comes out.

"It is indeed interesting."

Zuo Lengchan knew that Miao Di was going to say something like "The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is."

But if it is meant as a mockery, it has a self-deprecating meaning.

Just agree with it casually.

But they don’t know that if it weren’t for Huashan and Yue Buqun, they wouldn’t want to come.

But there are obstacles on the road.

Or……

Zhu Wusi had no intention of competing openly at all.

at this time.

Ah Fei walked forward in the rain and shuttled through the fields.

He is very fast.

Even the raindrops as big as beans could not hinder him in the slightest.

"Master."

"Don't fall into my trap."

Ah Fei was anxious.

Originally he was supposed to guard Mount Hua.

But Master Fang Zheng suddenly visited two days ago and sent a secret letter.

This was so stimulating that Ah Fei and Linghu Chong went down the mountain overnight.

The two of them split into two groups.

One takes the water route.

One goes by land.

Whoever reaches Dongting Lake first will remind Yue Buqun and the others.

Suddenly.

Ah Fei suddenly turned around.

And his original position exploded.

A huge pit appeared, at least half a meter wide and an arm deep.

"Amitabha."

"Please rest for a while, Mr. A Fei."

An old monk with white eyebrows, wearing a nightgown and a black scarf, came out.

He didn't go any further.

Just blocking the road ahead.

"The one ahead is..."

The old monk with white eyebrows wanted to speak, but the sword light had already swallowed him up.

Ah Fei didn't have time to waste on talking nonsense with the other party.

The first move was a swift sword.

No chance to breathe.

ding ding...

The palm technique of the old monk Baimei is extremely exquisite.

Although he was not as fast as Ah Fei, his palm technique used a shocking force.

Each palm strike could disrupt a space as big as a lantern.

Even Ah Fei's sword light was shattered.

"This skill."

"Great Vajra Palm? You are from the Heart generation!"

Ah Fei shouted angrily.

Immediately change the sword technique.

The old monk with white eyebrows did not respond, but continued to open and close his palms.

The mysteries of Palm Technique 453 are interpreted to a shocking degree.

Ah Fei realized that he could not do anything to the other party in a short time, so he could only calm down his anxious mind.

A brilliant sword light flashed through.

Heavy rain cannot hide such light.

Heaven and earth cannot deny such power.

But the old monk Baimei can.

His palm turned into a thumb filled with true energy, and he pressed down like that.

The sword light shattered with a loud bang.

But Ah Fei was not frustrated at all.

The rivers and seas are shining.

The extremely gorgeous sword light rushed forward.

This sword light directly deprived the sky and earth of their colors.

Directly drive away the angry rain, forming an empty void.

The old monk with white eyebrows' eyes burst into sharp golden light, and at the same time his aura transformed into Prajna, and his palm pushed out along an indescribable trajectory.

The void is squeezed.

The heaven and earth were shaken.

Ah Fei's sword light was also pushed away.

"Great Prajna Palm?"

Ah Fei suddenly realized, "You are Xinjian, right?"

The seven masters of the Xin generation of Southern Shaolin.

The heart lake, heart eyebrows, heart candle, heart lamp and heart pet have all fallen one after another.

The only remaining heart mirror and heart tree rarely leave the temple.

But no one expected it.

Xinjian actually appears here.

It turned out to be Zhu Wusi’s man.

"Amitabha."