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Seeing the two of them look surprised, Ling Qiu said, "Even if Miss Tian had not asked, I would have mentioned something to you today." The voice paused for a moment before turning to the man, "You must have heard that fifty years ago, Master Pan gathered the martial arts experts from both the inner and outer regions and gathered them together for martial arts exchange, right?"

"In the past, my skills were incomplete, but later on when I was traveling in the martial arts world, I heard several senior experts talk about it. It is said that your esteemed master's actions in the past hundred years were unprecedented in the martial arts world, and I wish that I could have been born a few years earlier."

Ling Qiu continued, "The world only talks about the martial arts exchange that I, Shaolin, hold with the intention of expanding the Martial Arts Department. Hehe, I am ashamed, but in reality, I was forced by a matter that forced me to do so."

Free and Unrestrained Child and the others had all heard about the Martial Arts Tournament. Some of the older martial artists had even mentioned the righteous deeds of the Shaolin Fukuju Zen Master. That was a well-known fact. Now that they heard what Spirit Hill had to say, it was obvious that they had other things to hide. They all looked at Spirit Hill and quietly listened to what he had to say.

Ling Qiu then said slowly: "As everyone knows, because our sect has a false name in the martial arts world, as well as the reputation we have suffered from for hundreds of years, there are always people from the martial arts world who came to pay their respects. For this reason, our temple specializes in setting up a Reception Pavilion outside the mountain gate, with Shixiong Lingzhi presiding over the reception of all the heroes.

"That day, the old monk snuck to the Reception Pavilion to play with Senior Brother Zhi Zhi. Until noon, no one came up the mountain. The old monk and his fellow disciples were about to return to the temple.

"He actually saw a hunchbacked old man in ragged clothes walking slowly along the stone steps of the mountain road while staggering and carrying a large saber on his waist. Most of the people in the martial arts world were strange. Although this old man was dressed sloppily, the old monk thought that he was another famous martial artist. He greeted him and inquired about his identity.

However, the hunchbacked old man ignored the old monk. His cold gaze swept across the temple signboard hanging at the entrance of the mountain and he sneered, "I have heard a lot about the true nature of the martial arts in Central Plains. This old man was not talented and came here to challenge you.

"Sigh, at that time, the old monk and his fellow disciples were in high spirits, and upon hearing his rude words, Senior Brother Zhi Zun said angrily:" Who are you? How dare you come to Shaolin Temple to behave atrociously? ' At that time, Senior Martial Brother Zhi's' Lion's Roar Technique 'was already rather proficient. Under his rage, he unconsciously utilized a few of his innate techniques, wanting to force the old man to retreat.

The hunchbacked old man's gaze wandered over Shixiong Lingzhi's body a few times before he suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Shixiong Lingzhi's left shoulder. At that time, Shixiong Lingzhi was the most outstanding disciple among the younger generation. Otherwise, Shixiong Lingzhi would not have allowed him to stand guard in the pavilion.

"I don't know why, but when I saw that old man's palm was about to strike me, I couldn't dodge it and staggered back a few steps to sit down. The faces of all his fellow brothers changed at the same time. They were all filled with arrogance and shock. The old monk hurried forward to help his senior brother up. His Senior Brother's face was pale as he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"That hunchbacked old man laughed coldly and said sinisterly," I guess if this old man doesn't use some of his skills, Old Monk Fuju won't come out so easily. " With that said, the hunchbacked old man suddenly let out a long roar, which rumbled like a thunderclap. The old man's wails became louder and louder, as if the entire Shaoshan was trembling.

"Apart from senior brother Zhi Zhi and the old monk, who were barely able to resist the attacks, the rest of the brothers were either holding their heads with one hand or beating their chests with the other. Some were even rolling around on the ground and crying out in pain."

"Sigh …" Ling Qiu sighed again, and continued, "Just when the old monk and senior brother were about to collapse, the temple door opened, and Master and a few other Masters walked out.

"These Martial Grandmasters have a very high seniority. They have always been studying martial arts in the temple and have never asked for any external affairs. They were shocked by the old man's powerful internal energy and decided to follow him out of the temple."

"When the hunchbacked old man saw my teacher, he stopped whistling and said, 'Great Monk Fuju, you've come out?"

"My master saluted with all his strength and said," Great Hero Li came to my temple.

Senior Li said, "Great Monk, you are a great monk of our time, but you are strong and compassionate. You are respectful and have always been admired by this old man. It is this old man who has been bickering with your disciple."

"My master repeatedly said, 'I don't dare, I don't dare.'" The old man continued, "Let's not waste time in the Western Regions. This old man has finally perfected the flaws in his saber technique, and I've come specifically to ask the monk to give me some pointers."

"My master said: 'I dare not accept your praises, Hero Li, please have some tea in the temple.'" Senior Li pulled out his broadsword and said, "We don't need to follow the customs and customs of this world. Please give us some pointers, big monk."

"My master repeatedly shook his head and sighed," Back then, we met in a strange place, and this old monk's fierce struggle went against the laws of buddhism, and for more than ten years, I have been feeling guilty. 'Back then, benefactor was lenient on me, so how could I dare to compete against you today? Anitto is a good man, a good man! '

Senior Li said: "Great Monk, back then you didn't lose to me, and this old man didn't show any mercy either. Senior Li said: 'Great Monk, back then you didn't lose to me, and this old man didn't show any mercy either.

"My master has repeatedly called it 'sin, sin!'" No matter what the senior said, my master would not allow a martial arts competition to take place.

"That senior gradually became impatient. His eyes swept across everyone and said, 'Alright, alright. I admire your character and character, so I won't make things difficult for you...'

With a flash of the blade, a big tree that was as thick as a bowl made a sound and was cut apart by him. The leaves on the tree swayed and the upper half of the tree flew out onto the ground, leaving only a three or four feet long tree trunk.

The senior laughed out loud and said, "Great monk, I believe you will not be able to break this blade technique of this old man." The senior laughed out loud and said, "Great monk, I believe you will not be able to break this move of this old man's, and I will leave this message for you.

"Wherever the shadow goes, the senior leaves a message and goes down the mountain." All of us thought it was extremely strange. Back then, even an old monk could have cut down a tree with a single slash. How difficult was that?

"My master and my uncles moved closer to look at the tree trunk, their expressions suddenly changed greatly. He then turned to look at the cut off tree on the ground. He looked at each other and couldn't make a sound.

"I don't know what is going on, but the old monk and senior brother Ling Zhi also moved closer to look, and saw that the cut on the broken tree was extremely smooth. Upon closer inspection, they saw that there were actually some small knife marks on the surface of the tree, and after counting, there were sixteen of them, and there were eighteen of them. Sigh, I am ashamed to say that even today, with this old monk's current cultivation, I am still unable to figure out how this senior's plain slash could produce such a divine ability.

At this point, Ling Qiu paused, and then said to Free and Unrestrained Child, "I'm sure that Great Hero Pan already knows who this senior is, right?"

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