Flower Stealing Master Chapter 667: The mist gradually opens

Song Qingshu shook his head: "Ming Wang is a good friend of mine, he will not be his hand..."

Kumazhi smiled and nodded, and met two masters of Xuancheng and Xuzhu in succession. He no longer had the arrogance he had before. He knew in his heart that Shaolin Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon cannot be done by himself. It's better to accept the shocked ones as soon as you see them. Anyway, I have made the limelight today.

"Song, I think you are deliberately making things difficult," another senior monk of the profound character couldn't help but angrily said.

"Song just wants to have a chat with all the high-ranking monks in your temple, isn't this request too much?" Song Qingshu stood with his hand in his hand and said lightly.

Xuanci couldn't help but frown slightly: "Donor Song, Lao Na can't let the monks of this temple be treated like criminals just because of a word of you." At this moment, he couldn't help secretly regretting it, because Shaolin Wudang has always been at odds and he himself Just now I heard that the Wudang heroes had an accident, and I was a little gloating. If I had just offered to help investigate this matter, it would not only harm Shaolin’s reputation, but also sell Wudang’s great favor, but now, if I call out the person in the temple who can be like a palm to confront the other party, it will inevitably be subdued.

In the previous competitions, Shaolin was embarrassed. At this time, he agreed to the party's request and spread it to the rivers and lakes. Shaolin's reputation might be ruined.

But if you don’t agree

Xuan Ci glanced at Song Qingshu and Zhang Sanfeng, and sighed inwardly: The other party only left Ren Woxing and Kumozhi, which made Shaolin chickens and dogs restless, and there is also Song Qingshu that has risen to fame in recent years. And the unfathomable Zhang Sanfeng, if they make a move, how can this temple be blocked

Actually, there are many masters in Shaolin, so I really want to embrace them, but I am not afraid of these four people. But if it spreads to the world, even if Shaolin leans more to win, it will also lose its reputation. .`

"Abbot Xuanci, where do you start?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but said, "We just want to ask the monks of your temple a few questions, why would we treat them as criminals for interrogation?" In fact, if we changed other things, He wouldn't be so polite to Shaolin, but this matter was related to Song Yuanqiao and others, and he could never break the business because of personal grievances.

Hearing what he said, Xuanci's expression only eased a little, and his tone became looser: "This"

Zhang Sanfeng also spoke at the right time: "Pan Dao is also guaranteed by his personality, and he will never be rude to the masters of your temple."

"Since Zhang Zhenren said so, the poor monk can naturally be trusted." Xuan Ci bowed slightly to Zhang Sanfeng, and then asked his younger brother to summon the masters of the temple.

During this period, the two sides tacitly did not mention that the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Kumazhi mentioned earlier came from Tianzhu. Song Qingshu was unwilling to cause Zhang Sanfeng to be unhappy because of the unpleasant branches of the festival, while Kumazhi was afraid of the little ineffectiveness of the virtual bamboo. Bian was even more shocked by Kumozhi’s performance, and naturally would not take the initiative to mention it. As for the Songshan faction and his party, most of them had already escorted him back first because they wanted to heal Zuo Leng Zen, leaving only a few observations. The current situation has changed, and no one has the guts to get involved. 8.`

The scene fell into a rare silence. When Shaolin gathered all the monks of the temple, Song Qingshu began to interrogate and question the whereabouts of these people some time ago.

The Prajna palm is the palm of the highest monk in Shaolin, so there are not many people in the city who hold this palm. Song Qingshu quickly completed the inquiry, but unfortunately, no useful information was obtained.

"Does anyone in your temple really understand Prajna palm?" Song Qingshu frowned and asked.

Xuanxun on one side was furious: "The surname Song, even the senior brother, as the abbot, condescended to ask you to interrogate you, but you are still not satisfied. Didn't you mean to find fault?"

Song Qingshu's face turned black and before he had time to speak, Zhang Sanfeng had already spoken first: "Masters must not misunderstand, we are just eager to save people. From the beginning, I didn't believe it was the monk of the noble temple. Now it’s true that the two phases of the hands are confirmed. It’s just a fact that the little disciples have won the palm of the prajna. Pang Dao wants to ask the last question, and I hope you won’t be offended by the masters."

How good Zhang Sanfeng's position in the martial arts is now. With his attitude, the Shaolin monks have just felt it in their hearts. Xuanci nodded: "Just ask the real person. As long as the poor monk knows, he must be frank." /

Seeing that his attitude is completely different before and after, Ren Woxing couldn't help but sneer: "These bald donkeys were so arrogant before that they were beaten by us, and they became more honest."

Fortunately, Ren Woxing also knows that the matter is big, and deliberately lowered his voice, only Song Qingshu and Kumo Zhizhi around him heard it.

Song Qingshu nodded in agreement: "I've heard a great man say that if you seek unity through struggle, unity will survive, and if you retreat for unity, unity will die. Now that Shaolin speaks so well, I would like to thank them for their actions. "

"You are polite, Junior Brother," a surprise flashed in Kumachi's eyes, "The sentence you just said just now, I don't know which expert said it, it really broke the secret."

"Lord Mao. Xi said." Song Qingshu couldn't help but start to miss the world of his previous life. Although he lived in this world more happily, there are too many black technologies in the previous life that can improve the quality of life, so let's not talk about the others. Even the beautiful girls in short skirts all over the street look seductive. Women in this world are all thick ancient costumes. If you want to see a white thigh, you have to peel off other people’s clothes. It’s really unreasonable

"Lord Mao. Who is Xi?" Kumazhi and Ren Woxing looked at each other, and quickly wondered which senior master this was in their minds.

While the three were whispering, Zhang Sanfeng had already asked: "I don’t know if the Prajna palm of your temple might be leaked to outsiders."

Xuanci shifted his gaze to Kumachi: "The Prajna palm of this temple has never been passed on~IndoMTL.com~ I originally thought that there was no danger of leaking, but today I saw King Ming, and I knew that there are really outsiders in this world. Prajna palm of this temple."

Xuanci deliberately emphasized the three words of this temple, which is obviously a great mockery of Kumozhi's previous claim that these martial arts came from Tianzhu.

Kumazhi couldn't help but snorted, but he didn't refute anything. After all, his plan to subdue Shaolin by force had failed. He also knew that all the people present were very knowledgeable, and there was really no way to fight for the benefit of tongues. necessary.

Zhang Sanfeng had doubts for a long time, so he took advantage of the situation and asked: "Dare to ask where King Ming's Prajna palm came from"

"This is a gift from an old friend of the little monk in the past. As for his name, I forgive the little monk because of the friendship of friends, it is not convenient to disclose it." Kumazhi apologized and bowed to Zhang Sanfeng.

"That's it." Zhang Sanfeng has always admired the righteous man. Seeing Kumachi, he didn't say anything, and he didn't want to force him.

On the contrary, the Shaolin monks were excited. Hearing that this monastery’s unique knowledge might spread outside, even Xuanci couldn’t sit still, and hurriedly said: "Stealing martial arts from other schools in the arena is a taboo. This matter is still about me. Shaolin stunts, if King Ming tells the name of that person, Shaolin can forget about what happened today."

"If I didn't say anything, what can you do to me" Kumazhi looked proud, he was only respectful to Zhang Sanfeng, facing the Shaolin people, he was not so polite.

The "you" Shaolin monks changed their expressions one after another, and each tightened their weapons, and the situation on the scene was about to touch again.

"Actually, I should know the identity of that person, but there is one more thing I need to verify." Song Qingshu took a step forward carelessly, blocking between the two sides, his eyes drifting to the direction of the Shaolin Temple Buddhist Scripture Pavilion.

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