Feng Daode and the guards and disciples of the Jinlun Hall set off from Wudang and rushed over overnight to take revenge. Let's talk about the five nuns of Baihe Cave in Yunnan Province. They have always been very close to the nun Xiao Tang, the head of Longqing Nunnery in Longqing Square outside the West Pass of Guangdong Province. Every three or two years, if you don't come to visit me, I will visit you. They never break their promise. They are like glue and paint, better than Guan Bao. One day, Wu Mei sat in the temple hall and thought of Xiao Tang by chance. Since he visited me the year before last, I haven't heard from him for a long time. I wonder how he is doing? I'm worried. Besides, I haven't been to Guangdong for several years. Why don't I take advantage of this trip and get the advantages of both sides? He then called out to his disciple, Xiao Yun, and said,"I want to go to Guangdong with you. First, I want to visit Little Tang. Second, I want to see some new heroes in the province. I want to use the excuse of selling martial arts or take one or two handsome men as my disciples. Wouldn't that be good? What do you think?"”"Thanks to your guidance, I've learned all kinds of martial arts. I want to go out and display my skills. It's wonderful that Master is happy today," Xiao Yun said happily.”"Take a load of all your bedding and clothes," said Wu Mei.”He then instructed the nuns and the Taoist granny,""Watch the door carefully. If someone looks for me, tell them that I'm traveling in Guangdong and I'll be back soon.”Everyone accepted the order.
Wu Mei and Xiao Yun spent the night on the road and walked in the morning. About a month later, they arrived at Longqing Nunnery in Yangcheng. Xiaotang was overjoyed when he saw the five pieces. He wanted to stay and have a heart-to-heart talk. It was the Dragon Boat Festival at that time. It was a custom in Guangdong. The dragon boat was used for several days. The Haizhuang Temple was very lively. Wumei came to visit last year and also went to the Qielan Hall of Haizhuang Temple to start selling martial arts. On the morning of the 10th day of the lunar new year, he asked Xiaoyun to bring all kinds of military equipment. A few days ago, he left the heavy clothes of Haizhuang Temple and the 108-degree plum blossom piles. A few days ago, he ordered Xiaoyun and Xiaotang to prepare them in advance. Little Tang was a wealthy abbot of Longqing Temple. She admired Wu Mei's skills and became his disciple. Wu Mei saw that she was very filial to her and treated her differently. As a teacher and friend, they became close as usual. After the three of them finished, they hired a small boat at the head of the West Fort and came across the sea. The boat went ashore in front of Haizhuang Temple. They entered the temple and bowed to Master Jinghai and all the brothers. The greeting was over. The monks in the temple were very respectful. Jing Hai smiled and said,""I didn't know Martial Uncle's arrival and didn't welcome you from afar. I hope you won't be punished.”"I wouldn't dare," replied Wu Mei. My nephew's Buddhist precepts are very strict. It is very gratifying to have Buddhism. The Buddhist activities in the temple will certainly flourish. Today, I came to the temple to show my ugly face again and disturbed the quiet place. I am very uneasy. I hope you don't mind.”All of them immediately paid their respects to the Buddhas and went into the abbot's room to drink tea and sit down. After bidding farewell to Jinghai and the monks, he came to the temple hall. There were already monks on duty to welcome him. Wumei looked and saw that all the outfits were neatly arranged. The plum blossom piles under the red steps were arranged according to the footwork. He was full of joy. So they went forward to pay their respects to the statue of Master Guan and the monks in the hall. The three of them took off their cassocks and walked to the platform. They sat down in the middle of the five. On the left was Xiao Tang, holding a pair of nine-section iron whips. On the right was Xiao Yun, holding a 12-foot-long iron pear wood stick. The two of them stood on both sides. There were more and more people who came to play. At this time, it was Chenchu's first time, so it was crowded.
Hong Xiguan and Fang Xiaoyu had returned home to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival with their parents. All the brothers were delighted. They left the martial arts hall and boarded the boat together. They came across the sea and cheered and drank along the way. Looking from afar, the view of the Pearl River is endless. To the south, there are brothels and brothels. The fireworks are dazzling and the scenery is pleasant. Only the sound of singing, flute, drum and all kinds of strings can be heard. It makes people's hearts flutter. Even if the men of Lu come here, it is difficult to be independent. The brothers in the boat were drinking to their heart's content. The boat was already close to the temple. Everyone went ashore and went to play everywhere.
Hong Xiguan and Tong Qianjin walked into the temple hall and saw an old nun sitting on the platform in the middle of the hall. She was almost a hundred years old. She was tall and fat, with a round head and big eyes. Her eyes shone with divine light, and she looked heroic. There were two nuns on his left and right, one was about middle-aged, the other was about thirty years old. They were refined and elegant, and did not seem to be brave people. Only the nine-section double-whip and single-headed wooden stick in their hands were amazing tools. I wonder if he could use them? The two brothers discussed in private. The old nun in the seat stood up when she heard that. She walked to the platform and cupped her hands towards everyone."Everyone, please. I come to your territory once a year. Under the red steps of the Temple Hall, I will arrange the Plum Blossom Pillars at 108 degrees and 18 kinds of weapons. I will also prepare my boxing skills. I have heard that there are many heroes in your territory. I only regret that I have no chance to meet a match. If there is a martial arts prodigy among you who can win or lose with my disciple, it will be a blessing.”He turned to call out to Little Tang and Little Yun,"You two go ahead and take your whips and sticks with you."”The middle-aged nun looked out and said,""Please forgive me for making a fool of myself!" He twisted his body, and with his two whips in a row and his two feet together, he flew up to the plum blossom pile and stood there. He moved the nine-section whip with both hands and advanced and retreated according to his footwork. When he used it, he was like two flood dragons. When he used it skillfully, it turned into a silver light and his body disappeared. On the 108-degree pole, a ball of white gas rolled around, up and down. His footwork was exquisite, and his whip technique was familiar. Everyone was dazzled by the sight. They cheered and praised the whip. He quickly withdrew his whip and returned to his original position. Xiaoyun stretched out her body and used a flying kick to hit the pole. She said,""I'm here to embarrass myself and make everyone laugh.”He held the staff in his left hand firmly as if it was an incense stick facing the sky. He stretched out his right hand and the staff swayed like a willow tree in the wind. The audience said,"What great strength!" Xiao Yun straightened the stick and flicked it horizontally, almost breaking the big stick. She stepped aside and spread out the stick momentum on the stake. She pressed the four doors and 108 points and started to use it. The end of the stick was as big as a bowl. It was very powerful and convenient. Her skills were both exquisite and her strength was great, so she could move freely and effortlessly. When everyone saw this, they all said,"Good staff technique!"”Hong Xiguan was speechless when he saw this. Unexpectedly, Tong Qianjin, who was confident in his ability, flew up to the Plum Blossom Dome when Xiaoyun put away her staff and shouted,""Who are you? You came to Guangdong to show off your skills. Do you know me, Old Master Tong?”
Xiaoyun quickly handed the stick to Lil Tang and turned around to scold,""You dog head, since you're here for a competition, you should naturally address me with courtesy. Why do you have to break the rules and hurt people? Since you've come to experience this old lady's punches and kicks, quickly tell me your dog name, and I'll send you to hell.”Tong Qianjin flew into a rage and shouted,""Your master is Tong Qianjin, a Banner Man. Who in Guangdong Province doesn't know me? I'm afraid you'll die if you meet me today.”Xiao Yun sneered and immediately made a high stance on the pole. Tong Qianjin used Huang Hu's Heart-Penetrating Technique to rush in. Xiaoyun saw that he was very fierce and knew that his strength was not small. She withdrew her fist and changed her method. She asked the Ghost King to pull out the fan and only hit Tong Qianjin with her palm. Tong Qianjin was shocked and quickly dodged. He flew up and kicked with his left foot. Xiaoyun dodged. The two of them pressed their footwork on the pole and were in a mess.
Wu Mei, who was sitting on the platform, saw that his disciple couldn't stand up to that person. He hurriedly got off the platform and jumped onto the plum blossom pile, separating the two of them. He shouted,"I have something to say!" Tong Qianjin was just about to win when he saw the old nun stop him. He said angrily,""Even if the two of you come together, Old Master won't be afraid of you!”Hong Xiguan was about to step forward to help when he saw the fat nun say that she had something to say, so he stood in front of the stake and watched her discuss. Xiaoyun saw her master get on the pole and retreated to the side, waiting for instructions.
Although Tong Qianjin stopped, he was still furious and shouted,""If you have something to say, say it quickly! Wait for me to take your dog life!" Wu Mei was all smiles." What's your name, warrior? What's your Dharma name, Master?"”"My master isn't going to marry you," Tong Qianjin scolded."Why do you want to know?" You saw that your disciple couldn't defeat me, so you went up to the stage to stutter and use flowery words to escape.”Wu Mei flew into a rage and shouted,""You unappreciative thief, don't boast. I don't know how many heroes have died under my hands, so why would I care about a useless thing like you? It is only because I am merciful and see that your fists and feet are all passed down from my sect and must be a disciple of my fellow disciples. I am afraid that a mistake will cause a loss of harmony among the same sect. Therefore, I asked you nicely and fought with you. Even if I were to kill you, I will teach you to die without complaint.”When Tong Qianjin heard this, he was furious like thunder. He punched Wu Mei's head with great force. Wu Mei smiled when he saw this. Xiao Yun wanted to go up and parry, but Wu Mei said,""Let me deal with him." He stretched out his hand to block it, but it seemed to be a little weak. He couldn't bear to use ruthless methods, so he only used 70% of his strength to walk a few ways to solve the problem. When he found a flaw, Tong Qianjin kicked him and cut his right hand towards his calf with five or three fingers. Tong Qianjin suddenly screamed as if he had been stabbed by a sword. He fell off the Plum Blossom Dome. Hong Xiguan went forward to help him up, but he could not move an inch. Wu Mei sneered and returned to his seat.
Hong Xiguan ordered people to carry Tong Qianjin back to the boat. Seeing that he was in pain, he complained for a long time. He hurriedly applied medicine, but he still complained of pain. The brothers returned to the boat one after another and asked about the reason. Everyone was furious. Li Jinlun led the five heroes, Li Yasong, Xie Yafu, Lin Sheng, and Deng Zhao, to rush to the Temple Hall to vent their anger. When he entered the steps, he saw that everyone was still watching. No one went forward to compete. He heard everyone talking about Tong Qianjin's injury. He saw eighteen kinds of military equipment beside the plum blossom pile, all of which were heavy. He also saw the old nun sitting cross-legged on the platform like Mount Tai. Her spirit was indeed shocking.
Li Jinlun was anxious to take revenge. He separated the crowd and shouted at the platform,"Thieving nun, you dare to hurt my brother. Old Master is here to take your dog life to vent public anger!”Wu Mei sat upright and suddenly saw a burly man walk out of the crowd. The leader was a man with a strong back and a strong waist. He had a purple steel face and a bright voice. He looked like a talent and said that he was venting his anger. He must be the same generation as the one who had just been injured. He rose to his feet and went down the steps to greet them."Come," he shouted,"and we'll have a contest by name.”Jin Lun replied,"My surname is Li and my name is Jin Lun. You thieving nun, how dare you hurt my junior brother."”Wu Mei replied,"I have been here for many years to sell my martial arts in the name of making friends with heroes of the world. I didn't expect your junior brother to be here." He thinks he is invincible and arrogant. He hurts me by opening his mouth. Therefore, I use a little strength to remember him and warn him not to deceive others next time. He only has himself to blame. What hatred does he have? You came here today, yet you still don't know when to advance or retreat. You offended me the moment you opened your mouth, seeking death!”When Li Jinlun heard this, his heart burned like fire. All his brothers shouted together,"Big brother, if you don't kill this darn baldy, when will you?”Wu Mei heard this and scolded loudly,"You bunch of scoundrels, come at me together. I'm not afraid of you!"”Hearing this, the heroes shouted like thunder and moved forward to attack. "My two disciples, don't fight!" Wu Mei shouted.”He then leaped up and stood firmly on the pillar. Li Jinlun, Xie Yafu, Li Yasong, and Lin Sheng immediately caught up to them, each taking up a position like a moving lantern. Wu Mei's two disciples, Xiao Tang and Xiao Yun, did not dare to come forward to help because of their master's instructions. They stood there to take care of them. They knew that they were not their master's opponents. Seeing that everyone was angry, they knew that they would not hurt their lives. Wu Mei had been fighting for two hours. He was walking back and forth on the quincuncus piles like a windmill. When he heard the sound of Li Jinlun falling off the piles, the other four brothers still surrounded Wu Mei with all their might. They were not willing to let go.
Fang Xiaoyu, Meiyu, Shiyu brothers went home and bowed to their parents. Hu Huiqian went out because of something and did not come with him. When they arrived at the boat, they saw Tong Qianjin being injured. They asked about the cause and shouted together. They quickly rushed back to the temple hall to receive him. Just then, they met Li Jinlun who was kicked off the stake and came forward to save him. Fang Shiyu looked at Grand Uncle Wu Mei and shouted,""Brothers on the Plum Blossom Dome, don't attack. This is Great Uncle Wu Mei!”Hearing this, everyone jumped down from the stakes and knelt on the ground, kowtowing."Death penalty!" Wu Mei also immediately stepped down from the pile and personally helped everyone up, saying,"Those who don't know are not guilty. At first, I repeatedly asked who Tong Qianjin's disciple was. Because of his words, he scolded me, so I gave him some pain, fortunately did not hurt his bones and muscles. Your martial arts are pretty good, who have you taken as your master? Please tell me the details!" Shiyu came forward again and paid her respects on behalf of her mother. She also kowtowed to her master. Wu Mei liked him the most in his life and had not seen him for a long time. Now that they met again, he was so happy that he smiled. He hurriedly held his hand and said,"My son, I haven't seen you for a few years and you've grown up to be more spirited than before. Where is your mother now? Tell me!" Shiyu brought her mother back from Nanjing with her father and now lived in the province. She helped Hu Huiqian attack the computer room to avenge her father. Now he has a grudge with three disciples under Third Martial Uncle. Now that he has been killed, I'm afraid Third Martial Uncle won't let it go. This class is the disciples of Second Martial Uncle Zhi Shan of Shaolin Temple. Zhi Shan is in the province to set up a sect and go to the lake to do things. Now he has returned to Shaolin Temple. Everyone report. Xiao Yun and Xiao Tang also bowed to each of them. Wumei hurriedly asked Xiaoyun to check out the secret medicine box to recover the soul Ruyi Dan, sent it to Tong Qianjin, Li Jinlun, let Shiyu rush back to the boat, like the law to drink and apply, the effect is extremely fast. Shiyu took Shigong's pill and rushed back to the boat. He explained the reason to them in detail. Tong Qianjin and the others said,""So it's Uncle Master. No wonder Master said that his martial arts are stronger than his.”Hong Xiguan and two people apply medicine, and take pills, really effective. Shiyu and HongXiGuan together into the temple hall, on behalf of Tong Li two people to thank the grace of medicine. Hong Xiguan rushed forward and greeted his uncle master. Wu Mei helped him up and ordered him to sit down. The brothers of each family sat on both sides. After Xiao Yun and Xiao Tang greeted everyone, they offered fragrant tea. Everyone invited their senior brothers and uncles to board the ship and return to the inn to entertain them. They did not want to show their filial piety.
Wu Mei was delighted to see her majestic martial nephew. She ordered Xiao Yun to send the heavy equipment to him and bid farewell to the fellow Daoists of Haizhuang Temple. She went to the boat with a group of Shaolin heroes. Master Wu Mei was afraid that she wanted to eat vegetarian food. Hong Xiguan immediately ordered people to prepare a vegetarian feast. She and her disciples sat at the head of the table and the brothers sat on both sides. They took turns to toast. That day, they sailed the boat around the sea pearl flower field. They enjoyed the dragon boat and the scenery on the water. Because although Wumei had been to Yangcheng several times, he had never been so happy. Little Yun and Little Tang also drank to their hearts 'content. When the disciples were drinking to their hearts 'content, Wu Mei asked,""Just now, because there were a lot of idle people below the steps, I didn't ask in detail. Why did you have a feud with Third Martial Uncle's disciples? How can you not care about Master's feelings? Once you get a few lives, you can't escape the law. Don't be afraid of the power of that Eight-armed Nezha. You can tell me about it. Perhaps it will help you.”When everyone heard this, they put their hands on their foreheads and said,"If you do this, not only will we not forget your kindness, but even if Master knew, he would also be grateful."”Hu Huiqian walked to Wu Mei's side with tears in his eyes. He knelt down and kowtowed, crying bitterly,"This disciple has a grudge against my father. All the senior brothers have caused trouble to save this disciple's life. I beg senior uncle to be merciful and save this disciple.”
Wu Mei held it up and said," There's no need to be sad. If you have any grievances, just tell me. Monks have their own reasons."”Hu Huiqian held back his tears and returned to his original position. He recounted the day when his father was injured by the engine room, was rescued by the Shiyu brothers, worshipped as a good teacher, went to Shaolin to learn martial arts, and was anxious to escape back to avenge himself. The master was afraid of losing his defense, so he sent his brothers to help him. " Later, a long red appeared in the engine room and invited Niu Huajiao, Lv Yingbu, and Lei Dapeng to come one after another. I survived several times, and all of them were secretly helped by the brothers. I heard that the Jinlun Hall prepared a generous gift and went to Wudang Mountain to ask for the help of the Eight-armed Nezha Third Uncle. If he came in person, I would definitely be killed. However, I have an old mother at home and no one to take care of her. I hope that you can save my life. I can't stop thinking."”
When Wu Mei heard this, he said,"Good! You are a dutiful son. You have the heart to avenge your father, but you have ambition. I'll stay here for a while to resolve the grievance with you. However, when you see Third Martial Uncle, be careful and apologize. Don't be arrogant. I have my own reasons for being polite before using force." Everyone thanked him. At this time, it was almost night. They anchored the boat at the West Fort and sent her and her master back to the city to return to Longqing Nunnery and return to the martial arts school together. The next morning, three sedan chairs were prepared to take her and her disciples to Guangxiao Temple. After they paid their respects to the Buddha, they chatted with the monks for a while before entering the martial arts hall. The heroes were very respectful and begged her to teach them kung fu. Wu Mei also tried his best to teach, Miao couple also came to kowtow to Shibo, thank you for your kindness in those years. From then on, he taught every day and returned to the nunnery to rest at night.
As for the Eight-armed Nezha, Feng Daode, he rushed to Yangcheng overnight and boarded the boat to the shore of the provincial river. Each of them hired a sedan chair to carry the old Taoist priest into the Jinlun Hall Guild Hall. All the friends welcomed him in and paid their respects together. There were also Bai Anfu and other disciples who came forward to kowtow to the master. After tea, they set up a banquet to welcome him. The old priest ordered the guards to mark the long red color to alarm the martial arts school of Guangxiao Temple. It happened that Wumei had not yet arrived at the museum, and Huiqian was also teaching his disciples in the West Zen Temple. When Li Jinlun saw the red mark, he immediately discussed with his brothers. Why don't we go to Jinlun Hall first and see Third Martial Uncle to apologize? We can ask for his opinion and then reason with him. "That makes sense!" everyone said. Then, they went to the entrance of the guild hall together. The gatekeeper reported that they would enter. The old Taoist priest was drinking wine. When he heard this, he called everyone in.
Li Jinlun led the group of brothers to the Guan Emperor Hall to pay their respects to Martial Uncle. "Who is Hu Huiqian?" asked Daode. How dare you hurt my three disciples and come to see me today. What do you have to say?”"Huiqian has recently returned to Xinhui and is not in the pavilion," said Jin Lun."We heard that Third Martial Uncle is here and have come to apologize. We have nothing to do with killing Senior Martial Brothers Niu Huajiao, Lyu Yingbu, and Lei Dapeng. I hope that Martial Uncle will be magnanimous and forgive us for Master's sake. I am eternally grateful.”Feng Daode shouted," You bastards! You used hidden weapons to help Hu Huiqian and killed three of my disciples. Now you want me to forgive you with your flowery words. If you care about your master, you shouldn't have hurt my disciples with such vicious hands. Today, Hu Huiqian will go to the stage to die together." A life for a life, a debt for a life." Everyone was rendered speechless by his scolding. They retreated one after another and said in unison,"Even we are in trouble! I only hope that Uncle Master can find a way to save me." Everyone went to Longqing Temple.
Meanwhile, the friends of the Jinlun Hall and Bai Anfu came forward to report to the teacher,""Hu Huiqian is currently at the West Zen Temple and hasn't returned to Xinhui. He has fled because he saw Grandmaster coming, but it's still uncertain. We'll invite Grandmaster to capture him and take revenge on Uncle-Masters!”The old Taoist priest immediately ordered Bai Anfu and Niu Qiang to be the eyes of the thread. After saying goodbye to their respective duties, they rushed to the West Zen Temple. Just met Hu Huiqian in the hall to teach disciples, Bai Anfu pointed out, Shigong came in to capture him. Hu Huiqian saw Bai Anfu leading an old Taoist priest into the door and guessed that it was the Eight-Armed Nezha. He quickly came down the steps and said,"Could it be that you're Third Martial Uncle? Disciple Hu Huigan greets you.”Seeing his mortal enemy, he was burning with anger. Now that he knelt down and kowtowed, calling him uncle master, he shouted,"Little bastard! Who is your Third Martial Uncle? If you have me in your eyes, why did you kill my three disciples? I came to find you today. If you have the ability, just release them.”He rushed forward and gave a kick. Hui Qian quickly dodged and shouted,""Martial Uncle, please calm down and allow me to speak.”"I have a great grudge against you, bastard," said Dao De.”Hu Huiqian said," Back then, Senior Brother Niu Huajiao coveted the reward and silver from the Jinlun Hall. He thought he was powerful and worked hard with others to bully me. At that time, I begged him again and again and advised him to be my Master and Martial Uncle. We are fellow disciples. How could he hurt his own feelings for others? He refused to listen to thousands of words and insisted on ending my life." The Martial Uncle thought that this move would be difficult to forgive even his own flesh and blood. He made it clear to each other that he would kill without mercy. If he accidentally killed Senior Brother Huajiao, it would be like riding a tiger. He had no choice. When Lu Yingbu and Lei Dapeng came to take revenge, I had a narrow escape. I knew that I had committed a grave sin. He only asked himself and did not bully others. He always begged Third Martial Uncle to be magnanimous and understand his disciple's difficulties. He was very grateful.”The old Taoist priest stepped forward and punched at Hu Huiqian's fatal spot. Hu Huiqian could only use all his skills to resist. After more than ten rounds, Feng Daode thought to himself,""No wonder his three disciples died in his hands.”He used a flaw to lure Hu Huiqian over, and then he used a unique skill called Iron Armor Hand to break Hu Huiqian's right arm bone with one palm. Bai Anfu shouted and rushed out of the West Zen Temple. He hurriedly went forward to block the way, but Hu Huiqian held his painful hand and kicked him down a few feet. Niu Qiang saw that he was injured but was still brave and did not dare to stop him. Seeing that Feng Daode was chasing after him, Hu Huiqian rushed to the side of Shunmu Bridge. Eight-armed Nezha had arrived and was in a hurry.
Li Jinlun and his fellow disciples rushed to Longqing Temple to see Wumei. They reported what had happened and said,"We beg Martial Uncle to save us. We brothers are very grateful!”Everyone knelt down and kowtowed. Wu Mei helped him up and said. "With me here, it doesn't matter!" He brought Little Hero and walked to the Jinlun Hall. When they arrived at the door to ask, they found out that they had gone to the West Zen Temple to seek revenge on Hu Huiqian. The crowd was shocked. They gathered together with Wu Mei and flew to the West Zen Temple. When they approached the Shunmu Bridge, they met Hu Huiqian who was defeated. He hugged his broken hand and his face was yellow. Feng Daode had arrived soon after. He raised his fist and looked at Huiqian's back. There was always someone stronger among the stronger, and there was always someone stronger.
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