That little bald head.

The light blinded the world.

Wearing a simple monk's robe, the young monk came out with a rather majestic figure. Although he was young, he was not inferior to the other monks in stature. He walked out of the Shaolin Temple gate with a small stone mill in one hand, and his pace could be described as vigorous.

He has a majestic figure, but does not have a majestic bearing.

With his submissive appearance, he is just like a little monk.

The progress of He Zudao, the Three Saints of Kunlun, was blocked by the stone mill thrown by the little monk in front of him.

shock!

Accident!

And surprise!

Not only was He Zudao surprised, but other monks in the Shaolin Temple were also quite surprised.

This young monk was known to all the other monks. He was Zhang Junbao, a disciple of the great monk Jue Yuan who was guarding the Sutra Pavilion.

As for the Dharma name...

He hasn't yet, but he has always been called Jun Bao in the temple.

However, what shocked the other monks was that the martial arts displayed by Zhang Junbao in this stone mill exceeded everyone's surprise.

"Little monk!"

"May I have your name?"

He Zudao felt the trembling sword blade and asked loudly. Others may not know it, but they felt that the little monk was extraordinary from the energy coming out of the stone grinder, but He Zudao, who took the sword in front of him, felt that the little monk was extraordinary.

Don't think so.

The little monk in front of me has good internal strength.

"Little monk!"

"Zhang Junbao!"

"I have met a real Taoist!"

No matter whether he was right or not, Zhang Junbao's tone was soft and weak, rather low, but very polite, and he did not lose the face of the Buddhists.

In a small forest on the side.

"Zhang Junbao?!"

Miss Guo Er looked at the majestic little monk with a strange look on her face. She tilted her head and glanced at the other monks. She finally made an impression on Zhang Junbao in her mind - he is indeed a foodie. As a monk, you can eat like this

With such a figure, how can you not be a foodie?

Yue Yuan didn't know what Miss Guo Er was thinking. His eyes were currently falling on the young monk Zhang Junbao.

For this little monk...

Yue Yuan has great interest.

In other words, this time I came to Shaoshi Mountain and Shaolin Temple just for this little monk.

To be precise, Yue Yuan and Guo Xiang came to Shaoshi Mountain at the same time, both for one person, and that was the young monk Zhang Junbao.

"ha!"

"The little monk is quite skilled!"

"I am the Three Saints of Kunlun, so what am I doing?"

"Shaolin Temple is disappointing after all. The so-called eminent monks are not very good, but in the end it was ended by a little monk. What a pity!"

He Zudao also saw the expressions of the other monks, who were equally surprised by the appearance of Zhang Junbao. In a sect, no one else knew about such a good disciple, which made He Zudao couldn't help but despise the Shaolin Temple.

Some things are obvious to smart people.

After finishing speaking, He Zudao's eyes fell on Zhang Junbao again, and he said with a smile: "Since the young monk is willing to come forward, as long as you can win the sword in my hand, this matter will be over, how about that?"

During this period, even though Quanzhen was internally divided and the Quanzhen religion existed in name only, Taoism was still the largest sect in the world.

Facing the Buddhist Shaolin Temple, it can be said that I don't care at all.

For He Zudao, the Three Saints of Kunlun, now that there is a conflict with the Shaolin Temple, then even if it is a conflict, it is better to use it to show the reputation of the Kunlun Sect. After the fight, if he tells others that he brought it here, his work will be done.

.

It's just that the sudden appearance of this little monk made He Zudao interested, or in other words, he was in love with him.

"really?"

Zhang Junbao weakly raised his head, looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him, and asked.

"really!"

Nodding, He Zudao expressed his affirmation.

"That's good!"

"The monk is offended!"

He threw the stone mill on the ground, clasped his hands together, and Zhang Junbao bent down to salute. After saying that, he lowered his body, picked up a stick from the side, and prepared to start.

Facing Zhang Junbao's actions, He Zudao still smiled and looked at the little monk in front of him.

Raising the wooden stick in his hand, he made an earth-shattering first move.

Instantly.

The monks present were stunned.

As the opponent, He Zudao was stunned.

And in the woods.

This style of play...

It was even worse than the nervous way Kou Zhong danced with his scimitar when he first saw him.

Yue Yuan, who became a bystander, covered his head with the little girl's hand in one hand, with a look of disgust on his face. Seeing this, the little girl also covered her little face with the other little hand and did

An action that rests on the head.

As for Guo Xiang, her eyes almost jumped out of her head. Zhang Junbao's performance was beyond expectations.

Not too good, but too bad, a complete mess.

The momentum of his previous appearance was in vain.

Facing Zhang Junbao's earth-shattering power to split Huashan Mountain, He Zudao turned slightly to one side, and the stick hit the ground directly. With a loud noise, the opponent actually smashed the stone slabs out of the ground with this blow.

There was a gap of about ten feet, and the stone slabs on both sides flew to the ground.

He only has internal strength, but he doesn't have any martial arts skills.

With just one move, He Zudao was able to see the depth of Zhang Junbao. However, he didn't care. Instead, he had a playful attitude and wanted to see how this little monk could defeat him and defeat the long sword in his hand.

.

The ground quickly became pitted after being hit with wooden sticks.

After Zhang Junbao smashed it down for the fifth time with a red face, the wooden stick finally shattered into fragments all over the sky. During this period, He Zudao did not make a single move with his sword, and all his movements were just to avoid it sideways.

This fight finally made Guo Xiang in Xiaoshulin couldn't help but chuckle.

That little monk is so stupid!

This is Guo Xiang's only feeling.

"Who is it!"

"come out!"

Although the laughter was soft, Zhang Junbao still heard it clearly.

Because the wooden stick in his hand was broken, Zhang Junbao did not continue to take action immediately, but his eyes fell in the direction of the grove. At the same time, He Zudao's eyes also fell there, and he also heard the sweet laughter.

This laughter...

He raised his eyebrows, and a smile flashed in He Zudao's eyes.

“I’ve met you all in Yuexiang!”

"Little monk, you don't want to fight with the Taoist priest, but do you want to fight with me?"

Wearing a yellow shirt and holding a long sword in his hand, Guo Xiang emerged from the woods and walked towards the monks. As for Yue Yuan, he still stood in the woods with the little girl in his arms. They only heard

Guo

The voice sounded, but there was no trace of Mr. Dao at all.

On the contrary, He Zudao continued to glance towards the grove thoughtfully.

That Chinese-haired Taoist priest...

"..."
To be continued...