Shaolin Fang Zheng said at this time, "Amitabha, Shaolin and Wudang are all monks, and it’s hard to be a great Taoist priest. Since he has promised to deal with Dong Fangbubai, can’t the Wulin do more?"
Zhang Ping turned around at this time and said, "The day is also a monk. If you want to make the day work, but gloves and white wolves won’t work here, you will be leaving now."
At this time, Shaolin Fang Zheng and Wudang Chongxu saw that Zhang Ping was so realistic that they were all very embarrassed and watched Zhang Pingshan do it again.
Zhang Ping met quite a few Songshan Sect and Shaolin Sect brothers all the way from the top of Songshan Mountain to the top of Songshan Mountain. When they saw that most of them had wooden barrels and pots filled with water, they obviously put out the fire. Zhang Ping saw that they didn’t dodge and swagger, but when they saw that Zhang Ping didn’t care that they hurried to the top of Songshan Mountain, so arsonists and firefighters kept passing by.
Seeing that the snow is getting bigger and bigger in this day, Zhang Pingxin said, "Maybe God doesn’t want to destroy Songshan Temple, but all the masters of Songshan Sect died at my hand, and Songshan was sent to bully and used to offending Wulin people. Don’t say that others are Hengshan and Huashan, so let him go."
Zhang Ping goes faster and faster, but there are almost no footprints behind him, which shows that his flying skill is close to the realm of stepping through the snow.
In less than half an hour, Zhang Ping had arrived at Songshan Mountain in a forest outside a cave beside the mountain forest.
Chapter sixty-one Rotary Luoyang
Zhang Pingping turned a ravine here and suddenly saw three people standing shoulder-to-shoulder in the snow. Zhang Ping curiously walked over and found that two of the three people actually recognized themselves, that is, the former leader of the magic religion, our bank, and Xiang Wentian, the left envoy of the magic religion. The other person was probably our daughter, a holy nun of the magic religion.
It seems that our bank was injured and the other two were helping him to heal. Zhang Ping saw that the snowflakes fell on his three faces but did not melt. I guessed that our bank was mostly sucking Zuo Lengchan ice and qi. I didn’t expect Meizhuang to leave us alone or not to be alert to the qi of different species.
Zhang Ping now thinks that the three of them are strangers, but on second thought, their martial arts are both high and natural, but for all kinds of * * different techniques, they are only limited to thinking about some ordinary medical skills by themselves. If they get the word, they can’t resist the one-two-magic teaching, the three-corpse-brain god Dan’s fame. If they don’t discuss it, wouldn’t it be great to have an understanding of * * method insects? It’s a pity that Ping Yizhi died in the five-bully post or they can find him to learn some medical skills.
Zhang Ping thought of it and did it. He walked up to me and said, "The leader is still curious about the three-corpse-brain god Dan for many days. If the leader can satisfy his curiosity, he will help him. If he doesn’t want the leader to react, he will leave on his own."
Zhang Ping saw that the three people reacted and added, "If the leader can’t eradicate the cold, he can go to find me." Zhang Ping drifted away.
Zhang Ping took out the secret book from his rented yard in Shaoshishan and hurried to Luoyang to return to Luoyang. The moss on the wall of Luoyang City has disappeared, and the pit marks have been covered by heavy snow. Because the snow has just arrived, people in the city seem to be more congested than usual. Zhang Ping doesn’t want to continue waiting in line here, so he found a section of the wall to display flying skill, and then he jumped over the wall with two help. Looking at the scenery outside the city, it was covered with white snow, which made Zhang Pingxin’s heart sound good. The scenery in the north was wrapped in silver, and the cold in Xiaoxiao City had its own taste.
Suddenly a soldier rushed out of a beacon tower not far away and shouted to Zhang Ping, "Who dares to break into the city wall without authorization and have a plot?" Don’t give in easily. "
Zhang Ping saw that the soldier was 15 or 16 years old, and his round face was almost the same as his own. He was so cold that he looked purple and purple. He grabbed the long gunman’s jaws and was full of calluses, but he didn’t live in trembling. He seemed to be unable to grasp the sample, but his expression was really serious and determined.
At this time, a veteran in his 30 s and 40 s rushed out and bowed to Zhang Ping, saying, "Don’t take it to heart if you don’t remember the villain, this little warrior is not sensible." Then he said to the little soldier, "Don’t apologize to the Great Xia."
The soldier’s lips clenched like a dead pig and he was not afraid of scalding water, which made the veteran worry.
Seeing this little soldier, Zhang Ping doesn’t know whether he is really heroic or stubborn, but what about himself? The profound martial arts made Zhang Ping no longer regard himself as ordinary people’s fear of ordinary people. "Bing Ye" was angry. He then laughed, "It doesn’t matter. This is also a good boy who is loyal to duty."
Then Zhang Ping swept away to the city with a long sleeve and left two people behind the wall to watch Zhang Ping go away.
When Zhang Ping arrived at Ping ‘an Inn, he remembered that he had rested here for one night and cleaned up the golden knife door by the way. He could not help smiling and walked into the inn gate. Perhaps it was because of the heavy snow. The inn business was much better than usual. Fortunately, Zhang Ping avoided the waiting process of queuing into the city, so there was actually another room where Zhang Ping kept the deposit and came to the room with the bartender to settle down. Now it is too early for dinner. Zhang Ping made a study of the cassock magic.
The strength of this cassock magic skill is the strength of the clothes weapon. If it is strong, it will be indestructible. If it is weak, it will be a problem to be afraid of cultivation. However, this cassock magic skill is listed in the 72 stunts of Shaolin, but it has its own uniqueness.
I have to say that when a person is immersed in martial arts, it always flies by. By the time Zhang Ping leaves the world of cassock magic, it’s time for dinner.
Just as Zhang Pinglou found a window seat to prepare for dinner, he suddenly saw an old acquaintance Wang Jiajun come in, but Zhang Ping knew him, but he didn’t know Zhang Ping. Zhang Ping couldn’t help laughing when he saw that he was limping. He still hurts him now, right? Well, Yu Canghai was indeed a good comrade who did good deeds and didn’t leave a name. He took a big blame for Zhang Ping, saying
At this time, the snow outside the inn is still chilly, and the cold wind poured into the inn hall as Wang Jiajun and his party entered. When Wang Jiajun and his party saw that the central stove of the inn was full of a line of Wulin people carrying weapons and didn’t want to make trouble, they came to Zhang Ping alone.
Perhaps Zhang Ping was dressed in a robe, so Wang Jiajun didn’t rashly take out his dude’s style, but was followed by a leader beside him. "I wonder where the Taoist priest is?"
When Zhang Ping saw this, he replied, "The Taoist priest in Shan Ye lives in a big temple and refuses to accept the edge of a small temple. It’s just that this little brother has something to do but says it’s ok."
Hearing this, Wang Jiajun suddenly had a judgment. He realized that Zhang Ping was just a wild Taoist priest. Recently, the foot of Songshan Mountain was mixed with strange people. Grandpa and father didn’t let themselves go out. Today, I managed to sneak out. I didn’t know that I met this wild Taoist priest and I was shocked to let myself know what he was.
So Wang Jiajun smiled strangely and said, "It seems that I have never been to such a big pool in Luoyang before the pavilion. I think the pavilion must be very curious about Luoyang. Why don’t you go out and have a look at this meal?"
Zhang Ping listened to Wang Jiajun’s words and looked up at him with a slight smile. "This Luoyang City has really been here, and the next time I knew that Luoyang Golden Knife Gate was bullying Luoyang City and hurting people. I dare to be angry and dare not speak. I have always been curious that the four characters of" Good Samaritan "were written by people. When it was written, it was really hearty and magnificent!"
Wang Jiajun cried angrily after hearing this. "How dare you, a wild Taoist, slander me for my reputation as a golden knife? Recently, the evil spirit has been an outsider, Qi Shaolin. I think you are Wang Fu and Wang Gui, who have escaped from the net. Don’t let this evil spirit get away. The young master is going to do justice for heaven today."
Zhang Pingze said with a smile, "What a good one for heaven and a golden knife enemy …"
Without waiting for Zhang Pingxiao, Wang Jiajun cut Zhang Ping with a vertical palm knife to see him sitting in a chair. Zhang Pingjian was waiting for Wang Jiajun’s hand knife to attack his right hand and give a direction. A very yin force in Wang Jiajun’s right hand Shenmen acupoint conveniently clicked into it. Wang Jiajun did not shout, but attacked Zhang Ping’s chest with his left hand. Zhang Pingjian was about to praise him.
Which know jia-jun wang left palm attack to a half suddenly turned and ran Zhang Ping see this also don’t catch up is ha ha. "What a golden knife enemy. No wonder it turned out that the golden knife door met the enemy and turned and ran naturally, so you couldn’t see where the enemy was and didn’t see the enemy. Is there no enemy? When it’s really famous, it’s better to meet and meet than to be famous … "
That Wang Jiajun escaped from the inn and disappeared, regardless of Zhang Ping’s irony behind him. As soon as Wang Jiajun left the inn, the shopkeeper came to Zhang Ping’s desk and said, "This Taoist store is really not to be taunted with the Golden Knife Gate. I don’t know what the Taoist thinks?"
Zhang Ping immediately threw a piece of gold leaf and said, "I want to stay for seven days. Don’t talk nonsense. I still don’t care about the Golden Knife Gate. You go."
When the shopkeeper saw this, he didn’t dare to take the gold leaf. He said, "How dare you accept the gold leaf from the Taoist priest because the deposit was more than enough before he joked?"
Zhang Ping then ate slowly, but the other guests in the hall were not far from the back room. Soon Zhang Ping was left in the hall, and even the shopkeeper and the bartender disappeared.
At this time, a vigorous smile suddenly appeared outside the door. "I don’t know which Taoist priest has come to Luoyang, and Wang Yuanba is far away to meet him. Please forgive me." Then I saw a line of three people coming in. The first one in the middle was Wang Yuanba, the enemy of Golden Knife, while Wang Zhongqiang and Wang Bofen were around him.
Seeing this, Zhang Ping replied, "Golden Sword Enemy … I’ve heard a lot about you." Although it was polite, Zhang Ping deliberately pulled the word enemy to a very long length, which was obviously an irony for Wang Jiajun to flee without fighting.
Wang Yuanba listened to Zhang Ping’s satire, but he didn’t care about it. He turned his hands and said politely, "How dare you pretend to be the enemy in front of the Taoist priest? Since you are waiting for Wang here, you must have something to teach Wang."
Zhang Pingmin took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly, "It’s not a pleasure to teach me, but I don’t know if you can borrow it from Master Wang’s bravery."
Wang Yuanba heard here haha laughed. "Well, the Taoist priest should be careful." Then he threw two golden bravery at Zhang Ping to see them, but they were as heavy as birds.
Seeing that Zhang Ping was waiting for the three fingers of his right hand to lean out and grasp it, he grasped the golden gall in his hand. Then Zhang Ping transported the extreme yang force to his right hand. When he saw the two golden gall, there was gold liquid flowing out in an instant, and it was not long before the two golden gall were dissolved.
Wang Yuanba see fuels here a ritual way "Wang mottled today we have sinned against another day to make amends, please" then Wang Yuanba and his party of three people simply turned away and left Zhang Ping still in silence without a mouthful of tea.
Chapter sixty-two Plot the East
It has been three days since Wang Yuanba and others left the Golden Knife Gate. It seems that they are afraid of Zhang Ping’s last moment. The Golden Knife Gate has not appeared in Wang Jiajun in Zhang Ping’s eyes for three days, and there is nothing to expel Zhang Pingji’s yin force. Zhang Ping does not care.
On this day, Zhang Ping was studying the palm technique of Shaolin Scattered Flower Palm combined with hidden weapons’s kung fu. Suddenly, he heard Xiang Wentian laughing outside. "I wonder if Tian Daochang is here?"
Zhang Ping put away the secret book and said, "It turned out to be left. Please come in."
Then I saw the guest room door slowly knocking, and then our bank, Xiang Wentian and Yingying walked into Zhangping to see our bank. At this time, our faces were ruddy and radiant, and it was obvious that the injury had healed. They said, "Please sit down and congratulate the leader on his recovery. I just don’t know if he has something to say today."
Seeing that our bank went to the chair opposite Zhang Ping with a golden knife, Xiang Wentian and Yingying also sat around it. Seeing that our bank took a cup of tea and took a sip, "I wonder if Tian Daochang has ever heard of the name of sunflower collection?"
After listening to this, Zhang Ping saw that our bank had asked such questions and knew that he would have another story: "The leader has something to say, but it’s ok."
My bank will put a smile on the teacup and say, "Good Heaven is really happy. The old lady wants to invite Heaven to kill Dong Fangbubai with me. The reward is that Dong Fangbubai’s sunflower collection doesn’t know what Heaven means?"
Zhang Ping listened to me and knocked a few times on the table with his left index finger and middle finger. "The leader really did a good job and killed Dong Fangbubai. I might get the sunflower collection. I can’t kill Dong Fangbubai. I really can’t catch the fox, but I also got into a mess. In my opinion, the leader is still asking for another job."
At this time, our bank’s side face winked at Xiang Wentian, and Zhang Ping followed our eyes to see Xiang Wentian’s right hand unhurriedly pulled out two threads from his chest and put them on the table. "The leader heard that Tian Daochang was interested in medical skills, so he specially asked someone to find Dr. Ping Yizhi Ping for a medical book and a fingering method, so he could pay in advance, and also asked Tian Daochang to consider how to get rid of Dong Fangbubai, so that the sunflower treasure can still be owned by Tian Daochang?"
After seeing this eye, Zhang Ping felt that the matter was not a big problem and should say, "Good day, I hope the old man will take this trip, but the old man still has to make a detailed plan. After all, Blackwood Cliff is not a good place."
Our bank laughed. "That’s natural. Can we talk while walking along? I promise I won’t disappoint Tian Daochang. The three of us will go upstairs and wait for Tian Daochang’s invitation."
Zhang Ping said, "Good old gentleman, please turn left, and big lady, please."
After the three of us went out, Zhang Ping burned all the ten secrets of Shaolin Temple that he had memorized, took the two secrets given by Xiang Wentian with him, and then went out to find the three of us.
Zhang Ping left the inn and went to our bank. Xiang Wentian and Yingying took two carriages together. It seems that 20 members of the congregation headed for Heimuya at the end of our bank.