Whoosh!
Time travel complete!
An electric tricycle was parked halfway up the mountain.
Li Huan looked closely and realized it looked familiar.
Holy crap, this place looks just like the environment where the "Lion Slaying Assembly" and "Food Festival" were held in "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber"!
Clearly, they had traveled to the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song.
To be precise, this place is Shaoshi Mountain.
Upon hearing the voices, Li Huan immediately turned around the boulder, and the space in front of him suddenly opened up into a wide-open area.
The monks of Shaolin Temple stood below a high platform, welcoming guests.
The leading old monk, dressed in a kasaya, was tall and thin, holding a staff, and had a majestic and righteous appearance.
Li Huan knew that this old monk was the big boss of Shaolin Temple—Abbot Xuanci!
On both sides of the high platform stood renowned figures from all walks of life in the martial arts world, numbering as many as a thousand.
They began to discuss and speculate about the identity of "Zhuang Juxian," who had issued the "invitation to heroes"...
"The Prince of Zhennan of Dali Kingdom has arrived!"
Accompanied by the announcement from the guest monk, Duan Zhengchun led his entourage into the square.
He brought not only his entourage, but also his queen—Dao Baifeng!
Abbot Xuanci smiled and warmly welcomed Duan Zhengchun and his wife.
Suddenly, Duan Zhengchun pointed to the right: "The Imperial Preceptor has also come to participate in the martial arts conference."
The monk on the right is none other than the Tibetan National Preceptor, Kumārajīva.
This guy relentlessly pursued Duan Yu, attempting to obtain the sword manual of the "Six Meridians Divine Sword".
Just as Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng were worried about Duan Yu's safety because they didn't know his whereabouts, a young monk came.
"Your Highness, don't worry. That day, my fourth brother and I were drinking at Lingjiu Palace..."
Li Huan smiled.
The young monk is none other than Xu Zhu, who has the best luck in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils".
He referred to Duan Yu as his fourth brother, indicating that he had already sworn brotherhood with Duan Yu and that he was the third in line.
Before Xu Zhu could finish speaking, Duan Yu rushed over and met Duan Zhengchun and Dao Baifeng.
Li Huan immediately sped off towards Duan Yu.
Beep beep!
Li Huan pressed the horn.
"Second Brother!" Duan Yu exclaimed in surprise.
A red electric tricycle was parked below the platform.
Li Huan pushed open the door and shook hands with Duan Yu.
"Third brother, you've gotten thinner in the year we haven't seen each other. Are you lovesick?"
Duan Yu laughed and said, "Second Brother is so insightful. I am indeed lovesick."
Li Huan said, "Really? You're still persistently pursuing Wang Yuyan?"
Duan Yu scratched his head sheepishly: "Although we are destined to be apart, I find it hard to let go, hard to forget..."
Xu Zhu hurriedly asked, "Fourth Brother, is he Second Brother? Li Huan, the leader of the Beggars' Sect?"
Duan Yu said, "That's right, this is our second brother, Chief Li Huan!"
Xu Zhu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to Li Huan: "Your younger brother greets Second Brother!"
Goodness, Xu Zhu is really honest.
Li Huan quickly helped Xu Zhu up and looked him over: "Judging from your appearance, Third Brother, you're having a lot of luck with women lately!"
Xu Zhu blushed instantly, thinking of the beautiful and gentle "Meng Gu".
"Young Master Murong from Gusu has arrived!"
Upon hearing this, Duan Yu's eyes lit up instantly, like a dog hearing the sound of its bowl being knocked.
Li Huan said, "Fourth brother, look at you! As soon as you hear the name Murong Fu, you think of Wang Yuyan! You're hopeless!"
Duan Yu laughed and said, "I wish there were a medicine that would make me forget Miss Wang after I took it."
However, Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan did not enter the square for a long time.
Just as Duan Yu was eagerly anticipating what was to come, a man dressed in a blue robe walked over.
He leaned on his iron canes, his face was gloomy, and although he was not old, his temples were already gray.
This image makes it obvious that he is the leader of the "Four Evils": the utterly wicked Duan Yanqing.
Duan Yu's biological father!
Behind Duan Yanqing followed Ye Erniang, who was known for her wickedness.
She was middle-aged, but still quite attractive.
Behind Ye Erniang were the "fierce and evil" South Sea Crocodile God and the "extremely vicious" Yun Zhonghe.
Upon seeing Duan Yanqing, Duan Zhengchun's expression changed drastically.
Dao Baifeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her gaze complex...
Duan Yu beckoned to the Crocodile God of the South Sea: "My good disciple, come and kowtow to your senior uncle and master!"
The Crocodile God of the South Sea, furious, clasped his hands and said, "A simple bow is enough, but forget about kowtowing! Master, don't push your luck in front of everyone!"
Duan Yu said, "Kowtowing and paying respects is a basic courtesy; how could we possibly push our luck?"
The Crocodile God of the South Sea glanced at Xu Zhu: "You want me to kowtow to this little monk? Damn it, master, you might as well just kill me!"
Just as Li Huan was about to make a joke, Ye Erniang said, "Murong Fu and Ding Laoguai encountered each other at the foot of the mountain and are fighting fiercely!"
The Shaolin monks shouted that they would kill Ding Chunqiu to avenge Xuan Nan and Xuan Nan of Shaolin.
Abbot Xuanci remained calm and composed, instructing, "We are guests from afar, so let's be courteous before resorting to force! Form the Five Hundred Arhats Formation and surround the Xingxiu Sect!"
The Shaolin monks obeyed the order and led their troops away.
Li Huan said to Duan Yu, "Fourth brother, let's go join the fun and see if Murong Fu can defeat Ding Chunqiu!"
Duan Yu was more than happy to oblige and quickly followed Li Huan away from the square.
Halfway up the mountain, Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan, Deng Baichuan, Gongye Gan, Feng Bo'e, and Bao Butong were surrounded by disciples of the Xingxiu Sect and engaged in fierce fighting.
Li Huan observed intently.
The Xingxiu Sect had a thousand members. They shouted slogans praising Ding Chunqiu while attacking Murong Fu and his six companions.
The white-haired old man sitting in the chair was Ding Chunqiu.
He stroked his beard, listening to his disciples' praise, looking smug and content.
"Arhat Formation!"
Five hundred Shaolin monks quickly formed a battle formation to block the Xingxiu Sect's attack.
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