Fragrance Stealer

Song Qingshu quickly stopped talking, but everyone in the venue understood what he meant. Thinking that Master Xuan Cheng, the No. 200 master in Shaolin in the past 1 years, was compared by him to a little monk who couldn't let go, all of them showed a hint of optimistic smile.

"Song Shaoxia speaks eloquently, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he speaks, he can't cover up the fact that Your Excellency rescued Li Mochou, a witch." Seeing Xuan Cheng's bald head flushed red, Zhao Min suppressed his smile and spoke out to help.

"The princess is really right. Song has no hobbies on weekdays, but he has no resistance to witches. When he sees a witch, he can't help but feel pity for her." Song Qingshu suddenly changed the subject, looking at Zhao Min smiled and said, "However, the word "witch girl" is really not convincing when the princess says it. When it comes to witches, who can compare to the princess?"

Hearing Song Qingshu's frank confession that he likes demon girls, and calling Zhao Min a witch, Princess Huazheng couldn't help but chuckle, leaned over and whispered in Zhao Min's ear, and pointed Song Qingshu's direction with her eyes while talking, Zhao Min looked pretty. The face quickly turned red and white.

"Shenjian Baxiong, let me shoot them to death." Zhao Min said coldly.

"Yes!" Without the slightest hesitation, Hachio drew the string and drew the bow without any hesitation.They are all masters of archery. It is no problem to shoot three arrows at the same time with one bow, and the shooting is extremely amazing. After one arrow is shot, the next three arrows are already on the string, without any pause.

Although there were only eight people, a rain of arrows poured down in the direction of Song Qingshu in the blink of an eye.

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Chapter 310 The Demon Girl's Zhu Chai

Song Qingshu's expression froze, he pressed the table with both hands and sucked it up, overturning it and blocking it in front of him.The speed of the wooden table rolling in the air was astonishing, and the arrows that hit it were either knocked away or stuck on it. As a result, all of the terrifying rain of arrows was blocked.

Taking advantage of the stupefied kung fu of Shenjian Baxiong, Song Qingshu shot out the remaining chopsticks in his hand.

Whoosh!The chopsticks flew towards Zhao Min with a terrifying and sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the Mongolian guards turned pale with fright, but the chopsticks were as fast as lightning, and ordinary people couldn't react at all, only the masters in the field barely took action.

The two elders Xuanming and Jinlun Fawang were too far apart, and it was too late to rescue each other if they wanted to save each other. Ah Da, Er Ah, and San around Zhao Min were shocked, and Ah Da subconsciously slashed at the flying chopsticks with his sword.

Before Ah Da entered Ruyang Palace as a slave, his real name was Fang Dongbai. He used to be one of the top ten elders of the Beggar Clan. His swordsmanship is exquisite and his name moved the world. Because the sword is so fast, it seems to have seven or eight arms, so it is called eight arms. Excalibur,

Fang Dongbai just saw that Song Qingshu knocked Xuan Cheng's Zen stick weighing dozens of catties into the air with just a single chopstick. He knew that the internal force attached to the chopsticks was not trivial, and he didn't dare to expect to be able to stop it with a single sword. With cleverness, I hope to slightly change the flight trajectory of the chopsticks, so that Zhao Min can escape the catastrophe.

What made Fang Dongbai's heart shattered was that the sword that he was bound to get was cut in vain, and he could only hope that Ah Er Ah San behind him would stop the chopsticks, otherwise if something happened to Zhao Min, they would almost I am afraid that none of the brothers will end well.

Almost at the same time that Fang Dongbai was swinging his sword, Ah Er and Ah San also reached out to grab the chopsticks. They came from Shaolin in the Western Regions, and their Dali Vajra Palms and Dali Vajra Fingers were practiced to the peak. Gold and iron, cracking a stele and cracking a stone is simply as easy as flipping the palm of your hand. Unexpectedly, when I grasped it, I felt a burning pain in the palm of my hand, and the two of them worked together and failed to grab the chopstick.

The two ignored the blood line in their palms, and looked towards Zhao Min in fear.Zhao Min's face was pale, but there was no external injury on her body. The chopsticks were stuck on the pillar behind her, and a broken red hairpin was hanging on it. As Zhao Min's confidant guard, he naturally knew that the red hairpin was Zhao Min's love affair with Zhang Wuji in the past.

"The subordinate is incompetent, which frightened the princess." Ah Da Ah Er Ah San hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, and the rest of the guards also reacted and pulled out their weapons to guard Zhao Min and Huazheng Tuantuan in the middle.

The two elders Xuanming scolded angrily, and jointly rushed towards Song Qingshu.Jinlun Fawang also broke into a cold sweat secretly. He almost let the two nobles die under his nose, but he could see that Song Qingshu was merciful, so he hesitated and did not join the battle group. Kite next to the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already fought several moves, Song Qingshu was one against two, his palm technique was simple and exquisite, but he did not lose the wind in the slightest.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" The elders Xuanming let out a sigh, a little concerned about the prestige of the world's number one Zhigangzhiyang palm technique, they didn't want to fight with him for a long time, but bullied Song Qingshu at a young age, so they wanted to work together, Relying on decades of practiced skills to compete with him for internal strength.

Xuanming God's palm technique is exquisite, not to mention that the two elders Xuanming are proficient in combined strikes, Song Qingshu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional in a hurry, but he was forced to resist hard.

The three of them stood quietly in the field, and the faces of the two elders Xuan Ming became more and more green, and everyone around could see waves of blue air visible to the naked eye passing from their arms to Song Qingshu.

"Brother Song!" Seeing Song Qingshu's one against two, Xia Qingqing hastily pulled out the Golden Snake Sword, intending to step forward to help him, but worried about attracting other Mongolian experts to join the battle group, she couldn't help but hesitate on the spot.

Li Mochou secretly drew three Ice Soul Silver Needles from her sleeve, also planning to look for opportunities to help.

Always paying attention to the situation in the field, Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning, and said to the two women: "Youyou, you and Li Daochang go first, we will meet at the previously agreed place."

Seeing that Song Qingshu was able to speak calmly while exerting his internal strength, not only the elder Xuanming, but also the rest of the people in the inn were also shocked.

"Brother Song, I won't leave. If we die, we will die together." Xia Qingqing pursed her lips, but her tone was extremely firm.

"Silly girl, it's not that you don't know my martial arts. I want to leave. Who in the world can stop me? If you stay here, they have many masters. In order to protect you, maybe the two of us will really become friends." It's fate for mandarin ducks." Song Qingshu smiled wryly, and said in a secret voice transmission.

Xia Qingqing's ears turned red when he heard what he said about the same fate. She was no longer the unruly and willful Miss Wenjiabao in the past. Of course, she knew the priorities and knew what Song Qingshu said was true, so she nodded and said with red eyes : "Okay, I will always wait for you there." After finishing speaking, she ran out of the window.

Li Mochou has more experience in the Jianghu, and knew that staying here would not be of any use to the competition of masters at this level. After hesitating for a while, he handed over his hands and thanked Song Qingshu: "Thank you for your kindness today, Li will definitely be in the future." Illustrated newspaper." After speaking, he ran out of the window.

"Where is the demon girl going!" Seeing that Li Mochou was about to flee, Xuan Cheng let out an angry roar, a big roc spread its wings, and shot Li Mochou's back with a Wuxiangjie finger in the air.

Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, and he shook the elders Xuanming and Xuanming away with his palm. With the help of the counter-shock force, he came between Xuancheng and Li Mochou, and smashed Xuancheng's Wuxiangjie fingers away with his fist.

"I've never been a person who doesn't want to repay favors. Of course, if the Taoist leader agrees with me, Song will be very happy." Hearing Song Qingshu's joking words from behind, Li Mochou almost stumbled when she turned out of the window sill. Fall down.

"Great Fumo Fist, Nine Yin Manual?" Xuan Cheng gasped, stopped his pursuit, and looked at Song Qingshu solemnly.

"Master really deserves to be a Shaolin Temple martial arts prodigy, and he actually recognized it as a martial art from the Nine Yin Manual." Song Qingshu gave him a surprised look, and his tone became friendly.

"Your Excellency, as a Wudang disciple, doesn't use his own kung fu, but actually uses the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan and the Nine Yin Manual that has been lost for a long time in the Jianghu. It can be seen that the Wudang school's martial arts are really not elegant." Xuan Cheng Sneered endlessly.

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, and the little goodwill he had just raised disappeared without a trace. Was this smelly monk cheated by people from the Wudang sect before he became a monk? He is no longer a Wudang disciple, and he has to maintain the reputation of the Wudang School.

"The great monk doesn't know something. Song made a big mistake in the past, and was expelled from the Wudang sect by the grand master. If he doesn't take back the door wall for a day, he really dare not use Wudang magic again. Otherwise, Wudang's pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, or Taijiquan, Taijijian, etc., it is no problem to match the unique skills of the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple."

According to the rules of the world, what Song Qingshu said is reasonable, and others can't force him to use Wudang martial arts to fight against the enemy. Xuan Cheng felt very regretful, and suddenly felt that fighting Song Qingshu was boring, and winning would not be able to damage the Wudang faction's reputation. What's more, the martial arts shown by the opponent is really unfathomable. In case of a draw or even a loss, where will I put my face?

Xuan Cheng stood there silent, his face constantly changing.

Besides, the two elders Xuanming and Xuanming on the other side were shaken away by Song Qingshu's palm. They only felt that their blood was boiling and they had suffered a lot of internal injuries. In fact, this is their own fault. Even if he loses, he won't be injured so quickly.The two of them had suffered the same loss under Zhang Wuji's hands in order to take advantage of it before. They thought that it was impossible for young people in the world to develop Zhang Wuji's incomparably vast inner strength, but the reality slapped them hard.

Lu Zhang Ke and He Bi Weng each drew their weapons from their pockets. You must know that they are famous for their Xuanming God Palm. Except for dealing with Zhang Wuji, no one in the Ruyang Palace has ever seen them use their weapons.A deer head short staff, a crane beak double brush, all are strange weapons, with extremely strange moves, combined with the occasional cold arrows from the Xuanming palm, Zhang Wuji, who was so successful at the beginning, almost fell into the hands of the two of them.

The scene where the two elders suffered a loss fell into the eyes of the two nobles, their faces were a little bit uneasy, and they were about to cheer up and fight Song Qingshu in the dark again, but Zhao Min's faint voice came: " Mr. Lu, Mr. He, you come back for now. I heard that Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou in the orthodox martial arts, the incarnation of upholding justice. Master Xuan Cheng is about to kill the accomplices of the female devil Li Mochou. The two gentlemen and his It’s the holidays, it’s not too late to count later.”

Just as Zhao Min recovered from the shock, seeing Xuan Cheng's expression, he knew that it was impossible to use the conflict between Shaolin and Wudang to provoke a fight between him and Song Qingshu, so he shifted the topic to Li Mochou.

It would be alright if there were only Xuan Cheng and Song Qingshu in the inn, even if Song Qingshu rescued Li Mochou, the two of them were concerned about each other's martial arts, and it is estimated that in the end it would be just a show, and there would be no real fight.

But now that Zhao Min has led the army, if Xuan Cheng allows Song Qingshu to rescue Li Mochou and ignores it, and is spread by Zhao Min's subordinates, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will be ruined in one fell swoop.

Xuan Cheng is a martial idiot, not an idiot. He knew Zhao Min was borrowing a knife to kill someone, but he had no choice but to jump into the trap.What's more, he thought that his martial arts were world-class, and he felt that it would not be difficult to solve Song Qingshu first and then go back to Zhao Min to settle the score, so he laughed for a long time: "Well, I have heard for a long time that the eighteen palms of the beggar gang are the best palms in the world. The monk then used the Prajna Palm, which is the number one palm technique in Shaolin Temple, to hold a meeting for a while."

Without waiting for Song Qingshu to answer after speaking, Xuan Cheng stamped his body with a palm.

"Minmin, I see that Master Xuancheng's palm is slow and light, and doesn't seem to have much strength. Why does that Young Master Song keep dodging like he is facing a big enemy?"

After watching for a while, Princess Huazheng couldn't help turning her head to ask Zhao Min.

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311 The Princess in Crisis

"What kind of tricks are these two playing?" Zhao Min was also confused and couldn't help frowning.

"The two nobles don't know that Prajna Palm is the most profound palm method in Shaolin Temple. Prajna Buddhism emphasizes emptiness, so the power of Prajna Palm is invisible, and there is no form, feeling, thought, and consciousness. Palm power is empty, and emptiness is nothing. Palm strength, so outsiders don't seem to have much strength, and only those who face the enemy can perceive the danger in the palm strength." Jinlun Fawang heard Hua Zheng and Zhao Min's discussion, and quickly answered the confusion.

Huazheng was bewildered, and shook his head and said, "The Zen Buddhism of the Central Plains is indeed obscure and difficult to understand. No wonder Father Khan likes the teachings of Tantric Buddhism."

Jinlun Dharma King has a bright face. The Mongol Empire is now powerful and powerful. Various sects have sent envoys to preach to the Mongol royal family, including not only Buddhism in China, Quanzhen and other schools, but also Zoroastrianism in the Western Regions, Catholicism, etc., but the most successful There is nothing more famous than Tubo Tantra. Several masters of Tantrism were regarded as honored guests by Mongolia, and they themselves were appointed as national teachers. Basiba of Nalanda Temple was revered as emperor teacher, and even Sang Jie, the second-generation disciple of Shingon School Prince Ari Boke thinks highly of it, and it seems that Tantric Buddhism will become the state religion of Mongolia in the near future.

"What the princess said is very true. Those monks in Middle Earth like to say some obscure and obscure words. If you ask him to explain, he can't explain clearly. It is also called that you have not realized it yourself, but you have realized it. Then I naturally understood. It’s okay to deceive the ignorant common people with such words, but it’s ridiculous to deceive the great Genghis Khan.”

"The national teacher is serious. Because of the obscure and difficult teachings of Zen Buddhism in China, there are indeed many eminent monks who deceive the world and steal their names, but there are also people who are truly enlightened." Zhao Min paused and shook his head slightly. Known eminent monks are often confused, how can ordinary people understand it."