Xuan Ci said, "If the three of you had come alone to our humble mountain, we would have respectfully welcomed you into the temple. It's just that the three of you have come together with Zhang Zhenren. When Zhang Zhenren was young, he left the Shaolin Temple without saying goodbye. I'm sure Zhang Zhenren is well aware of our sect's several hundred year old rule. Any traitor or abandoned disciple of our sect is not allowed to take a single step into the Shaolin Temple for the rest of his life. Otherwise, he will be punished by having his legs chopped off. "
Zhang SanFeng smiled but did not say anything. Song Qingshu, on the other hand, did not have such a good temperament. With a cold laugh he said, "When Tai Shifu was young, although he once served Reverend Jueyuan in the Shaolin Temple, he was only a servant who swept the floor and brewed tea. He did not shave his head nor did he take him as his master. How could he be considered a Shaolin disciple?"
Xuan Ci coldly said, "But Zhang Zhenren secretly learned martial arts from the Shaolin Temple."
Song Qingshu recalled Zhang SanFeng's own words: "My Wu Dang Pai's martial arts, although I was the one who painstakingly and painstakingly created them, if I traced back to the source, if Jueyuan Dashi did not teach me the 'Nine Yang Manual', and Guo Nuxia did not give me the pair of Shaolin Iron Luohan swords, I would not have been able to rely on any martial arts. It would not be an exaggeration to say that my martial arts came from Shaolin. "
However, Zhang SanFeng's acceptance did not mean that Song Qingshu was. Seeing that the Shaolin Temple kept mentioning the word 'traitor', he could not restrain his anger from rising. "You keep on saying that Tai Shifu secretly learned Shaolin's martial arts. Now that Wu Dang's martial arts are known by everyone in the Jianghu, why don't you tell me which martial art belongs to your Shaolin Temple?"
Xuan Ci indifferently said, "Zhang Zhenren's' Nine Yang Divine Skill 'belongs to our temple."
Song Qingshu was at a loss for words. However, he had always been quick-witted and quickly had an idea. "If Tai Shifu really knew the 'Nine Yang Divine Skill', he would not have brought Zhang Wuji to the Shaolin Temple to be looked down upon by you. Besides, in today's world, only the Ming Cult's Cult Leader Zhang Wuji knows the 'Nine Yang Divine Skill', and his' Nine Yang Divine Skill 'secret manual came from a valley in Kunlun Mountains, not from your Shaolin Temple. To be honest, perhaps it was your Shaolin Temple who secretly learned some fragments of the' Nine Yang Manual 'from who knows where, and then used it to brag that the' Nine Yang Divine Skill 'belongs to your Shaolin Temple. "
Hearing his words, the monks opposite him angrily rebuked him. Xuan Ci frowned. Fortunately, as the abbot, he knew a thing or two about the past. He slowly replied, "That year, our temple's' Manual of the Nine Yang Divine Skill 'was stolen by Yin Kexi and Xiaoxiang Zi. Presumably, the secret manual that Zhang Jiaozhu obtained in Kunlun was stolen by the two of them. Zhang Zhenren is also aware of this matter."
Zhang Sanfeng nodded his head. In a deep voice, he said, "Qingshu, don't be rude. Do you still remember what you promised me before?"
Song Qingshu nodded his head helplessly. He could not help but smile bitterly in his heart. Tai Shifu, oh Tai Shifu, why do you have to be so honest? Originally, if you had denied it, I would have said a few words to make Shaolin Temple unable to bring this matter up again …
But in his heart, he knew very well what kind of person Zhang Sanfeng was. Naturally, he would not stoop to lying.
"I have not come here today to argue with your temple about the past. I have another request." Zhang Sanfeng calmly said.
Xuan Ci and Fang Zheng looked at each other and thought, "I wonder what he has come here for? Bringing so many experts with him, I don't think he has any good intentions. "Xuan Ci said," Please elaborate. "
"Not long ago, several of my disciples disappeared one after another …" Zhang Sanfeng slowly explained the disappearance of Zhang SongXi and Yin Liting, as well as the disappearance of Song YuanQiao when he went to look for them.
Xuan Ci could not help but ask, "Hero Song and the others have met with such a great disaster. This poor monk is deeply sorry. But why did you come to Shaolin Temple? Could it be that you suspect that our Shaolin Temple was not the culprit? "
Song QingShu snorted and took out the wooden plank he had dug out from the run-down temple from his bag. He pointed at the palm print on it and said, "Masters, you are all kung fu masters. Surely you can recognize what kind of kung fu this palm print was made, right?"
"Huh?" Master Fang Zheng took the wooden plank and looked at it. He was still a little uncertain. He handed it over to Xuan Ci and said, "Brother, do you think this is it?"
Xuan Ci could not help but nod, "Yes, this was indeed created by the power of our temple's Prajna Palm."
Seeing that Xuan Ci had confirmed it, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and sucked the wooden plank in Xuan Ci's hand over to him. This action caused everyone present to turn pale.
Xuan Ci thought to herself, 'Although I wasn't prepared, the thing in my hand can't be taken away so easily. The opponent just grabbed the air and snatched the plank back. Could it be the long-lost Dragon-Catching Skill of Jianghu?'
Jiu Mozhi was also secretly shocked. "After not seeing him for a while, his martial arts seemed to have made a breakthrough. I wonder if my [Controlling Crane Technique] or his grab would win?"
Ren Woxing was also deep in thought. "My [Absorbing Stars Great Technique] also has a similar effect. However, it can only be used against people whose martial arts are much weaker than mine. To snatch something from the hands of the Shaolin Temple's abbot would be very difficult."
"Surnamed Song, what is the meaning of this?" Last time, Xuan Cheng was defeated by Zhang SanFeng and went into closed-door cultivation. Today, when he heard the alarm in the temple, he came out to investigate. That was why he came out later than the other monks and saw this scene. Xuan Cheng could not help but be angry.
"I am afraid that you will destroy the evidence." Song Qingshu replied calmly.
Xuan Cheng heard the sarcasm in his voice and could not help but say, "Surnamed Song, explain it to me clearly."
"Although I have not read much Buddhist scriptures, I understand that people who practice Buddhism must abstain from greed, anger, and foolishness. Your words are so angry, it seems that your cultivation is not good enough." Song Qingshu's words made Xuan Cheng seethe with anger. However, he was too lazy to continue talking to him. Instead, he said to Xuan Ci, "Abbot, do you know where this wooden plank was found?"
Xuan Ci vaguely had a bad guess in his heart. But now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet and ask, "This old monk does not know. Please enlighten me, Golden Snake King."
Song Qingshu's expression was wooden. "The scene where my Fourth Uncle Zhang and Sixth Uncle Yin disappeared was full of traces of a fight. And this Prajna Palm print was left at the scene. At this time, I hope that the masters can give us an explanation."
Although he had vaguely guessed it before, hearing the other party say it out loud, Xuan Ci could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. The expressions of the surrounding monks also changed.
"This matter is definitely not the work of Shaolin. I hope that Master Zhang will investigate clearly." Xuan Ci hurriedly said.
Zhang SanFeng sighed. "I also do not believe that their disappearance has anything to do with your temple. But although the martial arts of my two disciples are not high, they are not something that ordinary people can subdue. The Prajna Palm is also a secret of your temple. To be able to cultivate the Prajna Palm to such a level, besides the high monks of your temple, I really cannot think of anyone else in Jianghu."
Kong Zhi, who was at the side, could not restrain himself. He pointed at Zhang SanFeng and said angrily, "Listening to Master Zhang, could it be that you want to wrongly accuse our Shaolin Temple of being the mastermind of this matter?"
Among the four great monks of Shaolin, Kong Wen, Kong Zhi, Kong Jian was the most merciful. Unfortunately, he passed away the earliest. Kong Wen was extremely shrewd. He did not show his emotions on his face. Kong Zhi was muddle-headed, naive, and ignorant of the affairs of the world. Kong Zhi was narrow-minded. He often felt that Zhang SanFeng had secretly learned a lot of martial arts from the Shaolin Temple. Instead, he had caused the reputation of the Wu Dang Sect to suddenly surpass that of the Shaolin Temple.
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