disguised holy monk

Xuan Qing held a hero post in his hand, which was sent by the new martial arts leader Bai Muzhi.

According to the above, Amaro, the well-known master of Tantric Buddhism in Xiyi, issued a letter of challenge to the Wulin League, agreeing to hold a competition on the [-]th of next month.

It is related to the reputation of martial arts in the Southern Dynasties, so Bai Muzhi widely distributed hero posts and called martial arts people to gather for a martial arts conference to discuss countermeasures.

It is said that Amara has been extremely intelligent since he was a child, and has the ability of photographic memory. In addition to his high martial arts skills, he is also obsessed with Buddhism and has a lot of research on Buddhism.

And this competition is not limited to martial arts, so all the famous temples have also received hero invitations.

"Master, are we going?" Wu Ku glanced at Xuan Qing who was sitting cross-legged on the futon.

Xuan Qing held the hero post and didn't say a word, only secretly thinking that of course he would go!

Let's not mention that the invitation post clearly used the reputation of the two countries to talk about things; this huge martial arts conference alone is his limelight... not... a good time to accumulate merit!

After a while, Xuan Qing said sadly as if he was concerned about the country's affairs, "Although practitioners don't want to be competitive, but this time concerns the reputation of martial arts in the Southern Dynasty. Since the tantric master has issued a challenge letter, we will naturally go to the appointment."

Wuku and Wuying nodded in agreement. Of course, the two of them had no objection. After all, one had no impression of this world, and the other had no feelings for these two countries.

Xuan Qing looked at Xuan Yuan again, smiled and said: "Brother, this time I have to work hard for you to stay in the temple and preside over the affairs."

Xuan Yuan nodded, his upright face looked extremely reliable, "Okay, be careful on the road."

Xuan Qing thought for a while, and added, "Brother, choose some calm disciples to go with me."

joke!How can it be just a few of them to participate in the martial arts conference?That's too lacklustre!

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When setting off a few days later, Xuanqing was followed by Wuku and Wuying, wearing monk robes and cassocks, walking out of the temple gate step by step.

Wuxin led dozens of people, and stood on both sides energetically.As a big senior brother, he is still quite stable in front of the disciples, but when he saw Xuan Qing, his serious expression couldn't hold back, and he said excitedly: "Uncle Abbot!"

The monks also saluted him. They had great respect and trust in Xuanqing. After all, the glory of Qingchan Temple today was created by him alone.

Xuan Qing smiled and nodded, put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, and then led the crowd towards the Wulin League.

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A group of people rushed to the martial arts conference, but because Xuanqing's poor riding skills slowed down the process, he finally decided to leave separately.

He took Wuying closer to the waterway, and Wuku and Wuxin led a large group of people on land.

Wuku was still a little unhappy, why did the master take Wuying and not him... Xuanqing was really worried that Wuying, a time bomb, would follow them.

Xuanqing and the others boarded a passenger ship, which was not too small. The bottom cabin below the deck was used for rowing boatmen, and there were two layers of cabins above the deck. The small and simple cabins are cheaper; the second floor has a few luxurious big rooms, which are usually reserved by rich people who will not feel wronged.

Of course Xuanqing also wanted to live in a luxurious big room, but he is now a monk of Qingxiu, and finally lived in a small cabin on the first floor with Wuying.

They passed the deck when they entered the cabin, and happened to see four big men sitting at the table drinking, their dark skin rolled up their sleeves to reveal the strong muscles on their arms. ferocious.

Xuan Qing smiled slightly, without looking sideways, and went straight to his room; but his heart skipped a beat, he just felt that these four people were so vicious that they were not easy to mess with.

But he thought about it again, not to mention that he has a hidden peak force value, even Wuying is not an ordinary person, and he felt relieved for a while.

The two walked through several cabins along the way, and saw that not all cabins were full. They saw a white-haired man carrying a medicine bag, a father and daughter in shabby clothes, and a few ordinary men.

Xuan Qing and Wu Ying entered their own cabin, the room was not big, with a quilt spread on the floor, they could barely lie side by side.

It was still cold, and the cabin was not warm.

Wuying frowned, and when he came back after going out for a while, he took a water bag, filled with hot water, and stuffed it under Xuanqing's feet.

Xuan Qing smiled helplessly, "I'm fine, I don't feel cold, why are you exactly the same as Wu Ku Xue?"

Wuying didn't really want to be connected with Wuku, so he turned to ask, "How long are we going to sit?"

"The ship will dock in two days, and we will be able to reach the Wulin League in half a day's journey. Maybe we will arrive before Wuku and the others." Xuan Qing looked at his face as he spoke, it seemed a little pale, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried , "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"I can hold on." Wuying said coldly, his indifferent face softening.

Xuan Qing guessed that he was probably not acclimatized, so he couldn't help but sighed, and said with concern: "Okay, let's rest earlier, it will be more comfortable when you fall asleep."

Shadowless nodded.

The cabin was so small that the two could only sleep together.

Only in the middle of the night, the rustling sound outside the door made Wuying open his eyes vigilantly.

The moment the cabin door was pulled open, the silver light of the sharp blade flashed, Wuying raised his hand and hit the person directly on the cabin door, causing the ship to shake.

"Fuck!" The man screamed, feeling a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. He got up and slashed with anger.

Xuan Qing also woke up, and under the darkness, he could barely see that the man was a big man on the deck earlier.

Wuying was fighting with the opponent, but the cabin was too small, and he had to take care of him, Wuying was a little bit restrained, but the opponent's martial arts was obviously not an opponent, and in the end Wuying kicked him out and rolled on the ground Rolled twice.

"Let's go." Wuying turned around and helped Xuanqing out of the cabin.

The man spotted Xuan Qingwen's weak face and kindness, and Wuying was quite jealous of him, so he grabbed the shivering girl in the corner with one hand, spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, put the knife on her neck and shouted: "Damn, Be honest! Otherwise, I will kill her!"

Even though it was a bit dark, the girl's slender figure could still be seen clearly. She clenched her teeth and dared not speak, but her shoulders kept shaking, and the occasional whimpers that leaked sounded extremely pitiful.

Sure enough, Xuanqing immediately pulled Wuying back, and said worriedly: "Amitabha, don't hurt others."

It's really an opportunity to save people and do good deeds by taking a boat!

The man breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Tie up that smelly monk!"

While he was yelling, another big man came, they tied up Wuying, and then led the three of them to the deck on the first floor.

A big man on the deck was guarding with a knife, and almost everyone on board was here.A few well-dressed men, six or seven boatmen, a poor father and daughter, and a man with white hair.

Xuan Qing had a deep impression on this man, so he couldn't help taking another look. Although the man was covered with white hair, he was young, and his handsome features were like a bright moon.He sat there quietly, as if he didn't care what happened around him.