"Little braid, little braid, don't run away, wait for grandpa..."

On a valley road, an old man carrying a bamboo basket, leaning on a crutch in his hand, smiling at the girl running in front with two small braids.

"Grandpa, run quickly, run quickly!" The girl was only six or seven years old, wearing a small flower on her head, showing her youthful happiness while jumping.

"Go, go..."

Just as the girl was innocent and romantically laughing with her grandfather, countless people suddenly heard from afar. As the shouts came, a man in a red monk's uniform carried a large cauldron and was surrounded by many men riding horses and holding swords.

"Shi Wu Zun, hand over the fire monkey quickly. I think you are a Shaolin monk. This time I will never make things difficult for you!"

As the monk was trapped among the crowd, a young man who looked over 20 came out, holding a sword in his hand, and said proudly with his head raised.

"Good, good! If you want to find the clay Buddha, you must first seize the fire monkey. But this fire monkey is originally a Shaolin thing, how did it become a treasure without a master in the world!" Shi Wuzun put the cauldron in front of him, stance, and looked at the people in front of him, without any nervous expression on his face.

"From childhood to adulthood, no one can reject me what I, Dugu Ming, want. Now we will form an alliance with the world. If you know each other today, leave the Fire Monkey, otherwise I will let you know the power of our Wushuang City!"

Dugu Ming did not care about the belonging of the fire monkey, but held the sword and said confidently.

Shi Wu Zun shook his head gently, clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, and then said with a smile, "The fire monkey is spiritual, and I, Shi Wu Zun, are not an ordinary person. If you can't have a good reason, I will not hand over this fire monkey to you!"

The men brought by Dugu Ming surrounded Shi Wu Zun three layers inside and three layers outside. Looking at his hundred riders, Dugu Ming did not take action immediately, but said, "Master, I'm not afraid of you. This time I came here to use the fire monkey to lead out the clay Buddha, and then let him tell my father that he could live a hundred years and enjoy the blessings of all people forever."

As Dugu Ming said, everyone present praised Dugu Ming's filial piety.

"Haha, longevity is determined by heaven. If the Clay Bodhisattva told your father that the birthday of his birthday was his jealousy, wouldn't that be a joke?" Just as the praises were coming one after another, Shi Wuzun shook his head, obviously disagreed with this statement.

"Monk, I have no intention of being an enemy of Shaolin. Finally, I ask you, is it not to be a friend?" With Shi Wuzun's repeated rejection, Dugu Ming lost his patience, and even the original master became a monk.

"Amitabha, the donor is so difficult!" Shi Wuzun lowered his head, jumped up, and sat cross-legged on the bronze tripod.

"Go up..." After seeing Shi Wu Zun's actions, Dugu Ming didn't say anything more, waved his hand and let the people around him rush up.

Dugu Ming brought hundreds of people, and as Dugu Ming said that, he rushed forward and showed off his weapons and rushed towards Shi Wuzun.

"Amitabha..." Shi Wuzun pulled off the Buddhist beads on his neck and put them all in his hands. He beat the Buddhist beads with one palm facing the sky.

The Buddhist beads in the sky brought golden light, flying around like someone controlled them. One or eight Buddhist beads were flying in the air, each of which was accurately hit by a soldier in the Wushuang City.

The Buddhist beads made of trembling incense wood were astonishingly hard as the indoctrination of Shiwu Zun's energy. After hitting the armor of the armored soldiers one by one, they immediately broke the armor on the soldiers. In just a few seconds, more than 100 people present were all broken in their armor, and they couldn't help but stand in front of Shiwu Zun without daring to move.

"Good, good..." Shi Wuzun did not injure one person, but after breaking the armor of these armored soldiers, he suddenly pulled his hands to his chest and took the flying Buddhist beads back into his hand.

Many soldiers rode on horseback, watching the skin-skinned armor on their bodies stop moving forward. The people present were all from the world. After this move, they knew the difference between them and Shi Wuzun.

In fact, this idea was the same in Dugu Ming's mind. If Shi Wuzun had not been compassionate as a monk, he would have to have hundreds of additional corpses on the ground.

"us....."

“Woooooooooooo…”

Just as Dugu Ming's last word of walking was about to blurt out, a sudden whirlwind sounded loudly in the sky, and a black whirlwind suddenly fell from the sky and headed towards Shi Wu Zun on the bronze tripod.

Shi Wuzun sat cross-legged on the bronze tripod, his hands suddenly spread out, and Buddhist beads came out with golden light and rushed towards the black whirlwind.

The whirlwind kept spinning, accompanied by the whimpering wind, bounced away Shi Wu Zun's Buddhist beads, but he firmly turned towards Shi Wu Zun.

Seeing the whirlwind swept away his Buddhist beads, Shi Wuzun frowned, flew directly backwards, and landed on the side.

A black whirlwind kept surrounding the bronze tripod, and with the sound of stones around it, a figure gradually stood proudly in the wind and hugged Shi Wuzun beside him.

"Master, younger generation Nie Feng, please let me take the fire monkey away!" As the voice sounded, the strong wind around suddenly stopped, revealing a young man in black and holding a fan in his hand.

"The Fire Monkey is a predestined thing for my Wushuang City. Who are you? Why should you take it away if we Wushuang City can't get it!" Dugu Ming said a little angry at the young man in black in front of him.

Nie Feng is about the same age as Dugu Ming, and Nie Feng's martial arts and appearance are several streets higher than Dugu Ming. So when he saw Nie Feng, Dugu Ming felt very disliked.

"Good, good. Nie Feng is Xiongba's personal disciple. Dugu donor, you don't even recognize Feng Shen's legs. Why do you say that you will form an alliance with the world?" Shi Wuzun looked at Nie Feng in front of him and said with a smile.

"Drink, drink, drink..." Just as Dugu Feng looked dissatisfied, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance. A man of the same age flew over, and anyone who blocked his way along the way was punched by the man. The person who was hit quickly formed a frost in his body, and he fell to the ground as if he had been frozen.

"Tianshuang Fist, I think this donor is Qin Shuang, the leader of Tianshuang Hall!"

As Shi Wuzun said, the man laughed and suddenly stood beside Nie Feng; "Looking at how many of you bully a monk, it's so shameless. Are people like you worthy of the Fire Monkey?"

"You..." Hearing Qin Shuang's words, the other people from Wushuang City looked angry, picked up the weapons in their hands and rushed forward.

"Stop!" Dugu Ming waved his hand to stop his subordinates, then raised his head and asked loudly, "Since you are from the World Association, why do you still have to hurt others? We are from Wushuang City, and we are about to form an alliance, why do you still have to beat your own people!"

After hearing Dugu Ming's words, Nie Feng waved the fan in his hand and shook it gently, "Oh, don't talk nonsense, the world is the world's association, Wushuang City is the Wushuang City, don't make any connections with us. And so many of you bully a monk, I'm afraid there are only a limited number of good people!"

"You!" Dugu Ming was furious when he heard the sound and pulled out the sword in his hand.

"Tait..." Looking at Dugu Ming's actions, Qin Shuang flew up again and knocked down all the dozen soldiers of Wushuang City who had abnormal movements to the ground. With Qin Shuang's move, Nie Feng also appeared directly behind Dugu Ming, kicked Dugu Ming's sword away and kicked Dugu Ming out.

After doing all this, Nie Feng and the others returned to the bronze tripod, looking at the soldiers of Wushuang City and Dugu Ming who had a mouthful of mud.

"Senior Brother, are you too heavy to take action?" Nie Feng asked with a smile, looking at the soldiers covered in frost on the ground.

Qin Shuang shook her head and said disregardlessly, "It's not important at all. I just slain their martial arts and I can't die!"

"Amitabha..." Hearing that Qin Shuang had destroyed the martial arts of these people, Shi Wuzun read the Buddha's name repeatedly. On the small road in the valley, the old man carrying a bamboo basket hurriedly protected his granddaughter behind him and headed towards the opposite position.

"Old man, there are unfair places everywhere now, and it's pretty good here. I think you'd better stay here and watch the show!" After seeing the old man's movements, Qin Shuang's body suddenly appeared behind the old man, smiled and touched the little girl's head, leaving the old man who turned around and wanted to leave.

"What the young hero said is, what the young hero said!"

As Qin Shuang said, the old man smiled and nodded, holding the little girl in his arms.

"Master, this is Nie Feng's first time traveling in the world. Please help me to lend me the fire monkey temporarily. In a month, Nie Feng will return the original item!"

Nie Feng stood in front of Shi Wuzun, his eyes never left the bronze tripod for a moment.

"The fire monkey is a Shaolin thing. If you want to snatch it away, what's the difference between you and the donors in front of you? Please redeem me for your order!" Shi Wuzun shook his head, then turned around and stretched his hand towards the bronze tripod.

"Master, since that's the case, I offended..." Nie Feng closed the folding fan in his hand, then disappeared like a wind, and when he appeared again, he was already standing on Shi Wuzun's shoulder.

In the movie, Shi Wuzun was born in Lingyin Temple and his martial arts were the Golden Bell Cover and Qianye Hand. So when he felt Nie Feng standing behind his shoulders, Shi Wuzun smiled softly, and then shook his head disregardedly.

"If you want the fire monkey, then you should beat Miss Monk first. Miss Monk's golden bell cover has never encountered an enemy..."

Before Shi Wu Zun finished speaking, Nie Feng suddenly tightened his feet, and his chest was swirling suddenly. When Shi Wu Zun came to his senses, he was already in the soil, with only one head exposed.

"Master, I offended you!" Nie Feng clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Shi Wu Zun. Shi Wu Zun looked at the bronze tripod that had been held by Qin Shuang in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh and shook his head helplessly.

"A straw raincoat, hat, and a small boat, a meter of silk and an inch of hook. A song and a bottle of wine, and a person fishing alone in the autumn river."

Just as Qin Shuang was holding the cauldron and smiling, a small boat suddenly came with the song on the stream outside the mountain.

On the boat was an old man with gray hair, with his back facing everyone, wearing a straw raincoat, a fishing rod in his hand, and a pot of turbid wine behind him.

"Master He Fang, dare to pretend to be a ghost here, let me meet you!" Looking at the white-haired fisherman who was sailing against the current, Qin Shuang threw the copper cauldron to Nie Feng, and then rushed up without saying a word.

"Young people nowadays are so angry!" The white-haired fisherman didn't look back, and just as Qin Shuang was about to step onto the boat, the boat that was originally near the ruler disappeared.

Qin Shuang was about to step on the boat, but because of the disappearance of the boat, she stepped heavily on the water. The splashes stirred up wet Qin Shuang's clothes.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you!" Looking at Qin Shuang standing on the water, Nie Feng stood on the bronze tripod and shouted strangely.

Qin Shuang did not answer Nie Feng's words. Because the disappeared boat had appeared again, and the location was behind him.

"Drink..." Qin Shuang shouted softly, and her feet stepped heavily on the water surface, turning the originally fleeting torrent into a piece of floating ice under her feet.

Qin Shuang stepped on the floating ice, and her body rushed back like an arrow from the string. A few meters behind him was the small boat.

The boat was getting closer and closer, and just as Qin Shuang was sure that she was accurate and wanted to step onto the bow of the boat. The original boat disappeared again, which shocked Qin Shuang and fell into the water in a daze.

Qin Shuang was rushing around in the river, and finally exposed the water with martial arts. Just as he was looking for the boat around, the old voice came again.

"I only want to take it straight, but not seek it in the wind. I don't catch carp and crucian carp, but only the king and marquis!"

With the sound of singing and singing, a bamboo pole appeared beside Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang, who could not swim, grabbed the bamboo pole beside her without thinking, and even forgot about her martial arts.

"By the way, you only Fishing King and Marquis, but I am not a King and not a Marquis!"

Holding the bamboo pole in his hand, Qin Shuang didn't know what was wrong with him. Anyway, this sentence was blurted out and she said it without even thinking about it.

"Not a king!" Before Qin Shuang could think too much, she heard the old voice paused.

"Go down, fish eyes are mixed with beads..."

Qin Shuang felt a huge force coming from the bamboo pole in her hand, and Qin Shuang herself was like a dehydrated fish. She was thrown into the water by the bamboo pole. She even drank several sips of water before she exposed her head on the water again.

"Senior Brother Qin! Damn it, it's too much to deceive others!" Although Nie Feng didn't take a closer look at the previous incident, from the back, Qin Shuang was obviously teased, which made Nie Feng, who had always regarded Qin Shuang as his elder brother, couldn't help but become furious.

"Stop, we meet the master..." Just as Nie Feng was about to rush forward, a pair of big hands suddenly pressed on his shoulder. The master of the big hands was Shi Wuzun, a master of Shaolin who had already escaped.

"Master!" Nie Feng was stunned when he heard the sound. When he looked like a boat, he remembered the embarrassing look of Senior Brother Qin Shuang just now.

"I'm in Shaolin Shiwuzun, I dare to ask who senior he is!"

Shi Wuzun clasped his hands together and stepped forward to bow to the boat two steps away.

"Master! I dare not be a lie, I am just an immortal..."

The boat suddenly flew up from the sky, bringing splashes of water to the shore, which scared the soldiers of Wushuang City to retreat and protect Dugu Ming behind him. "You are not a master, you have to try it before you know!" Although the owner of the boat was not like an ordinary person, he looked at his senior brother who could barely swim on the shore, Nie Feng still waved his fan and rushed towards the flying boat like a gust of wind.

"The strong grass in the wind..." Nie Feng shouted softly, and the second move of Feng Shen's legs was used at his feet. The strong winds blew protected Nie Feng in the middle, heading towards the boat like grass standing in the strong wind.

Nie Feng instantly came from above the boat, and in the tornado, he flew up and kicked at the man wearing a hat.

"Swish..." The small boat that was originally flying in the air suddenly disappeared, causing Nie Feng, who was determined to win, to kick the air, causing the wind to explode a big pit on the ground.
To be continued...