"What are you doing?" Just as the two were having a lot of fun fighting, a loud shout came from a distance.

When the monk heard the sound, he seemed to see a mouse. He quickly put away his sticks. Before he could salute Zhengliang, he jumped out of the battle circle and ran in the other direction. The rest of the people also had the same movements. Before leaving, they did not forget to take away the remaining dog meat on the fire rack, leaving only a fire rack with fat and empty oil.

Everything happened so suddenly that Zhengliang hadn't figured out what was going on. The monks who had eaten meat and drank with him ran away, and the person who had just issued a quit drink had arrived at this time.

"Is it you?" The person who had just arrived said in surprise after seeing Zhengliang's face clearly in the fire.

"Haha, the master is polite." At this time, Zhengliang also saw the face of the visitor clearly. It was the senior brother of the monks who commanded the monks to defeat the bandits.

"Anita, I didn't expect it to be the donor. It seems that the donor is indeed a great relationship with me. "The master clasped his hands and performed a Buddha ceremony.

What does this monk mean? Is there a fate with Buddha? Would this guy be planning to encourage me to become a monk? Zhengliang muttered to himself.

Just as Zhengliang was muttering secretly, the master looked at the burning bonfire and was furious, "Come out quickly, don't think I don't know what you are doing. If you don't come out again, everyone will punish the three ris sitting on the verb."

"Ah? No, senior brother, I'm wrong." At this time, several calls for mercy came from the darkness. Immediately afterwards, the monks who had just escaped came out again.

"Hmph, know your mistake? Where is the mistake?" The master did not intend to let this group of junior brothers go.

"The fault is that you should not practice martial arts with the donor privately," said a subtle voice.

"Well?" the master frowned when he heard this, pointed to the wooden frame that was still dripping with oil on the bonfire, "What is it at this time?"

"This is the donor's thing," replied another voice in a low voice. The roasted dog that they had just rolled away before they escaped was nowhere to be seen at this moment. I don't know if it was thrown away by them or it was eaten up just now.

"Haha, Master, this thing is here. I am fortunate to discuss with all the masters, but I did it when I was in a state of confusion." Zhengliang smiled slightly and said. Anyway, this is just a trivial thing for him, and Zhengliang didn't mind taking it on him.

"Anita Buddha, God has a great virtue of living a life. Senior brother, we have already persuaded the donor just now, but the donor is greedy and helpless, so we have to let it do whatever we do." At this time, someone among the monks said.

"You...you?" The master was really angry by Zhengliang and others.

"Hahaha," at this time, a person suddenly walked out of the master, laughing and saying, "Master Yuezhi doesn't have to be angry. The skills they had just learned were so brilliant."

What? It turns out that they had been watching not far away for a long time? Zhengliang couldn't help but be surprised. He was able to watch for so long without being discovered by the monks. Obviously, these two were also masters. At the same time, after hearing this, the monks also had a slightly painful face.

Sure enough, Master Yuezhi, the senior brother of this group of monks, snorted slightly and said in a deep voice, "I will punish you slowly after I go back."

After saying that, Master Yuezhi turned around and said to the visitor behind him, "Brother Zhang, I made you laugh again."

"Hahaha, it's okay. It's rare to see such a brilliant exchange, which really makes me feel itchy." The latter laughed and said, "Just." After a passage of his voice, the man named Brother Zhang looked at Zhengliang and his face became serious.

"What this brother has just used is the stick technique from Fusang?" said the brother Zhang. "I have fought with the masters of Fusang. I also have a little knowledge of Fusang's martial arts."

"What?" Zhengliang was stunned. He had no idea that someone here knew Riben's shooting skills. Since the other party recognized it, there was no need to continue hiding it. So Zhengliang bowed to the other party. "In Luo family, Zhengliang, I dare to ask for your name Gao."

"In the lower part, Zhang Songxi, Yin County" the other party also bowed and said with a respectful respect.

"Ah?" Zhengliang was shocked. Zhang Songxi? Isn't these the Four Heroes of Wudang? Why are they here?

In fact, Zheng Liang made a mistake. The four Wudang heroes were virtual characters. The one in front of him was the real Zhang Songxi. Zhang Songxi was from Yin County, Ningbo and followed Sun Shisan Lao, who was said to have received the true teachings of Zhang Sanfeng since he was a child. Now he is traveling around to learn skills after he became a master. Later, he melted what he learned with the martial arts of various schools and schools, and finally created the Wudang Songxi internal martial arts. Legend has it that there were 70 Shaolin monks who admired him but were dissatisfied with him.

When he came to challenge, Songxi sat down and stood still. A monk suddenly jumped up from the air and used the chain leg technique to break his qigong with Shaolin's unique skills. Songxi was still calm and raised his hand slightly at the moment when the Shaolin monk was about to attack. Shaolin monk suddenly lost his momentum like a kite with a broken string, flew out of the window, and landed under a tall building. From then on, everyone was convinced by Wudang boxing. Of course, this is a later story. Zhang Songxi is still traveling and studying now.

Zhang Songxi is actually a taciturn person. Today, he is so happy that he meets Yuezhi again at Tianning Temple when he was traveling a year ago, so he shows his cheerful side. Zhang Songxi is also knowledgeable, especially when he fought with Fusang samurai during his travels, so he also has a certain understanding of Riben's martial arts. I just saw that the martial arts routines that Masayoshi used seemed to be similar to those of the samurai he had once discussed, so he asked this question.

"Are you really a native of Fusang?" Master Yuezhi stared at Zhengliang and said.

"Master, I will not hide it from you. I am indeed from Rimoto," said Masayoshi bowed.

"Where are the Shaolin disciples?" Master Yuezhi suddenly shouted after receiving Master Zhengliang's reply.

"In" the Shaolin monks responded suddenly. At this time, the Shaolin monk who was still talking to Zhengliang just now had a completely different look at Zhengliang's eyes.

"Driving this Japanese pirate down the mountain for me," Master Yuezhi ordered.

"Yes" all Shaolin disciples took the order.

"Ah hahaha" Zhengliang laughed to the sky when he saw this. The Shaolin monks behind him were stunned.

"Is this the famous Shaolin monk all over the world?" Zhengliang pointed to Master Yuezhi and cursed, "It's bad, it's bad. It's really disappointing. It's really not true."

"Little brother, why do you say this?" At this time, Zhang Songxi, who had not made any noise, suddenly stretched out his left hand, stopped Master Yuezhi, who was about to attack, and then said to Zhengliang.

"First, right and wrong are not distinguished. Let me ask you, why is it from the book? Let me ask you, the master, I have met you twice, but have you ever seen the innocent people hurt?" Zhengliang sneered.

"Secondly, the Buddha said that God still has the virtue of being alive. He also said that the Buddha is compassionate and sentient beings are equal. Master, can you be treated like this? "Zhengliang refused to forgive him.

"Since you are not Japanese pirates, then you have come to Ming Kingdom thousands of miles away and don't know what's going on?" Zhang Songxi continued to ask. In fact, he also agreed with Zhengliang's first statement. Not all the ri who traveled east were Japanese pirates, and some of them were good people. For example, the ri warrior he met during his travels was a good example.

"Do you know why the Ming army was repeatedly defeated by the Japanese pirates?" Zhengliang did not answer their questions immediately, but asked.

"First, the problem of weapons. Riben's sword forging technique originated from the Tang Dynasty, but now, the quality of Riben's swords is much better than most of the Ming Dynasty's swords. Once the Ming army encounters Japanese pirates, the fighting time will be delayed, and the opponent's swords will inevitably have an advantage." Zhengliang did not wait for everyone to return and said directly, "In addition, when the Ming army fought, most of the swords used were long cards and short swords. The Japanese pirates not only had Jingliang's swords, but were also good at long spears and heavy arrows. They can be said to be fighting against others' strengths with their own shortcomings. It is really unwise."

"Secondly, the Ming army was not adapted to the Japanese pirates' tactics. The number of Japanese pirates is generally small, so Japanese pirates generally like to roam and fight, so they cannot gather large forces to deal with Japanese pirates. Once the Japanese pirates find that the Ming army is weak, they will launch an attack. A small number of Ming troops are obviously not the opponents of Japanese pirates," Zhengliang continued.

"You mean that the army is not an opponent of the Japanese pirates?" After hearing Zhengliang's view, Zhang Songxi obviously disagreed. He had fought with Ri Ben's samurai. Although the opponent's moves were strange, he could still deal with them.

"If you don't believe me, why not just have a chance to discuss with me now?" said Zhengliang.

"Okay" Zhang Songxi agreed happily.

At the place where Zhengliang had just competed with the Shaolin monk, the two stood opposite each other.

Zhengliang held a straight stick in his hand, using a stick instead of a knife. Zhang Songxi fought behind his hands. Obviously, Zhang Songxi was preparing to deal with Zhengliang's attack with empty hands.

"Please" Zhang Songxi raised his right hand and said to Zhengliang. This is a boxing ceremony.

"Ha" Zhengliang is not polite. Because they are generally straight, Riben's sword skills also adapt to this feature. "Vajra Power" Zhengliang slashed Zhang Songxi directly as soon as he came up, and the wooden stick with the added strength was slashed straight towards Zhang Songxi with the sound of "huh" wind.

Zhang Songxi quietly said, and when the wooden stick was about to be chopped, he wandered sideways and easily avoided Zhengliang's attack. At the same time, his right hand formed a fist, which was straight to Zhengliang's left.

"Ha" Masayoshi's hand swept across the other side immediately with a long stick. This is another feature of this sword technique, sweeping across the board with a thunderous momentum.

Zhang Songxi bent over with a knee and swept across Zhang Songxi's head. While bent his knees to avoid him, Zhang Songxi's fist that originally hit Zhengliang's left face was changed to hit Zhengliang's abdomen diagonally.

At this time, Zhengliang's power had exhausted. "Ha" used the secret technique of Vajra Power again and slashed the long stick downward.

Zhang Songxi pushed his left leg backward, taking advantage of the situation and retreated backward, avoiding Zhengliang's attack.

"Ha" Zhengliang, who lost his shot, lifted his stick again and continued to attack (to be continued) (Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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