The next day, Xie Junlin woke up.
Last night, before he went to bed, he had used his Nine Yang Skill to sweep the air, and the smell of alcohol had disappeared.
Then, he took a shower.
He felt refreshed when he woke up this morning.
He opened the door and walked down.
Qiao Feng was already sitting downstairs.
There was wine and meat on the table again.
"Hahaha, did you sleep well last night?”
"Come quickly, come quickly. We drank happily last night. Today, we'll drink another three hundred bowls.”
Qiao Feng had sharp eyes and saw Xie Junlin at a glance. At the same time, he extended an invitation.
"Big brother, you really think you're drinking water today.”
Xie Junlin's expression changed, and he could not help but hold his forehead.
Although he didn't hate drinking, he couldn't afford to have three meals a day.
"Today, I still have to go to the Shaolin Temple to represent Wudang. I'd better accompany you for a drink tonight.”
Xie Junlin could only use today's business as an excuse to temporarily resist.
"Hmm, that makes sense. We can't lose our manners.”
Qiao Feng nodded and drank the last bowl in his hand. Then, he asked the waiter to remove the food on the table.
He was also the Sect Master of Beggar's Sect, so he naturally knew the severity of the matter.
Southern Beggar's Sect Master Hong Qigong crippled a finger because he was too greedy.
And Qiao Feng liked to drink. He had also taken the matter of the Seventh Duke as a warning.
But now that he had finally found a brother that he liked, he couldn't help but feel excited.
After breakfast, it was almost time.
Qiao Feng and Xie Junlin went to Shaolin Temple together.
As they walked, the two of them kept exchanging their views on the Ming Cult.
"Beggar's Sect's disciples are all over the world, and we've seen many things that ordinary people can't.”
"In recent years, the Ming Cult's reputation has been in disarray. They were called the Demon Cult mostly because of the Golden Fur Lion King Xie Xun's indiscriminate killing of the innocent.”
"But just because one person called the Ming Cult the Devil Cult, it is actually suspected of exaggeration. Some people in the Ming Cult might be extreme in their actions, but they were not considered evil.”
"On the contrary, many of the righteous sects appear to be upright on the surface, but in private, they act like hypocrites.”
"For example, the massacre of the Fu Wei Bodyguard Agency a month ago was caused by the joint efforts of the Qingcheng Sect, the Huashan Sect, and the Mount Song Sect.”
"Younger brother, when you meet these righteous sects in the future, you have to be more careful.”
Qiao Feng kept talking, his tone full of disdain for the sect he had just mentioned.
He was an open and aboveboard person.
If he wanted something, he could just take it with his fists.
He naturally looked down on those who only knew how to play tricks.
Xie Junlin had memories of his previous life.
Naturally, he knew about the twists and turns of the Fuwei Bodyguard Agency incident.
Speaking of which, after today's Shaolin Temple competition, he still had to find trouble with Yu Canghai and bring back Yilin.
Xie Junlin had never doubted Yi Lin's choice.
Of course, Xie Junlin also wanted to meet Linghu Chong along the way.
Xie Junlin was also very interested in the Nine Beyond Swords.
As the two of them talked, they were already not far from the Shaolin Temple's mountain gate.
Countless white-robed monks were holding long staffs.
They stood in two rows and looked straight ahead, as if they were waiting for Xie Junlin and the other man to arrive.
These monks didn't care about what Qiao Feng and Xie Junlin said.
None of them replied.
Qiao Feng and Xie Junlin looked at each other.
This Shaolin Temple…clearly had ill intentions.
The two of them quickened their pace. After another turn, they saw the gate of Shaolin Temple.
The Shaolin Monastery of the Ming Dynasty was originally led by the four divine monks of Knowledge, Wisdom, and Wisdom.
The four of them were all Innate Masters and were no weaker than the Wudang Seven Heroes.
Among them, the divine monk Kong Jian had intervened in the feud between Xie Xun and Cheng Kun ten years ago.
He was killed by Xie Xun's Seven Injuring Fist. This was also the source of the hatred between Xie Xun and Shaolin Temple.
In addition, Xie Junlin also knew.
The real source of confidence for the Shaolin Monastery of Ming Dynasty was the divine monk San Du, who had been living in seclusion in the back mountain.
All three of them had reached the Grandmaster Realm.
With the three of them working together, even a martial grandmaster could block a few moves.
Right now, in front of Shaolin Temple.
Kong Wen, Kong Zhi, and Kong Xing led a group of monks and stood at the entrance of Shaolin Temple.
It was obvious that they were waiting for Xie Junlin and the other man.
At the entrance of Shaolin Temple, there was already a large crowd.
There were ordinary people and also swordsmen who came to worship Shaolin Temple.
Today's competition was clearly a personal grudge between Wudang and Shaolin.
Now, for some reason, Shaolin Temple seemed to have made it public and attracted many people to watch it.
Seeing the two of them appear, Kong Wen, who was standing among the monks of Shaolin Temple, took the lead and said,"
"Amitabha. This old monk Kong Wen has been waiting for a long time.”
"Congratulations on becoming sworn brothers.”
Qiao Feng and Xie Junlin couldn't help but look at each other.
As expected of Shaolin Temple.
It seemed that they had already known about yesterday's situation.
He also knew that only Qiao Feng and Xie Junlin were at Shaolin Temple today.
They knew that there were only two of them, but they still made such a big scene.
That meant that he wanted to use his power to suppress others.
"Jun Lin is here on Grand Master's orders to participate in the competition between the two sects. Looking at the situation today, it seems that Grandmaster wants to fight directly and doesn't even intend to let us in.”
Xie Junlin asked.
Logically speaking, the competition between the two sects should be held in Shaolin Temple.
The results of the competition would not be made public.
After all, Shaolin and Wudang were sacred grounds for the martial arts world.
No matter who won or lost, the aspect of the loss was not good.
Now, everyone was guarding the entrance of Shaolin Temple.
If Xie Junlin lost today…
The news that would spread tomorrow was that Xie Junlin had challenged the Shaolin Temple, but he didn't even get in.
"Don't you know why our temple is like this? Then may I ask where Yu Lianzhou is?”
Kong Wen took another step forward, and a pressure belonging to the Xiantian Realm directly enveloped him.
Monk Kong Wen's strength was definitely comparable to Yu Lianzhou's.
Xie Junlin looked at Monk Kong Wen who was walking forward and felt the pressure coming from his body.。
Even if the other party was a Xiantian expert.
Xie Junlin was not afraid at all.
The Xiantian Realm was just a scenery for him to advance.
At this moment, Qiao Feng took a step forward.
He didn't see his movements.
However, a dragon's roar suddenly resounded in the surroundings.
Outside the Shaolin Temple, a strong wind seemed to have blown.
Many monks couldn't help but sway.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, a peerless martial art, Perfection Realm.
"Yu Lianzhou and Yu Erxia had some important matters to attend to yesterday, so only the two of us will go up the mountain today.”
"However, Master Kong Wen, Wudang and Shaolin are holy lands of the martial arts world. Isn't it a little inappropriate to stand outside the door like this?”
Qiao Feng said loudly.
He could already tell.
Today, Shaolin Temple had no intention of letting Xie Junlin in at all.
He had already become sworn brothers with Xie Junlin.
Seeing that Kong Wen had intimidated Xie Junlin with his Inborn Realm pressure, he naturally wouldn't ignore it.
"Chief Qiao, today is a matter between Wudang Sect and Shaolin Temple. Please don't interfere.”
After saying this, Kong Wen paused and continued,
"Today's Wudang and Shaolin martial arts competition was set up by the four Great Grandmasters. The two sects would each choose three disciples below the age of twenty to compete in a round-robin battle.”
"It's fine if Wudang only sent one person now, but that Yu Erxia actually returned directly without even going to Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple really can't not see this as a provocation to Shaolin Temple.”
"In today's competition, Shaolin will set up three stages with three disciples. Little benefactor Xie has won three rounds in a row. I will personally welcome you into Shaolin.”
"If you can't pass the three tests, then Wudang is deliberately bullying Shaolin. Wudang Mountain is high and the river is far away. Little benefactor Xie should return as soon as possible.”
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。