at this time.

The night is coming.

As the most prosperous area of ​​Kaifeng Prefecture, the two sides of the Bianyang River are already brightly lit.

Countless flower boats sway in the middle of this river.

Girls, graceful figures.

The sound of the piano, zither, bamboo and bamboo is like the sound of nature.

The noise of the guests was even more surging.

People from the world traveled afar and wanted to be happy.

Therefore, this grand scene will continue until the end of the first prize of the world.

And in the middle of the Bianyang River, there is a reed area. The terrain is dangerous and it is extremely easy to get stranded when a boat comes.

Therefore, very few people appear.

And at this moment, there were two people standing here.

A monk.

Wearing a gray robe, there are nine blood-colored and fragrant moles on the top of the bald head.

Wearing rag boots on her feet.

It looks a bit bleak and down.

But that face was particularly calm.

Next to the monk was a burly old man.

He is two taller than the monk.

In such a cold night weather, I only wore shorts and shorts.

The muscles on the body are exposed, as if they are copper and iron bones. At first glance, people feel a sense of oppression.

And his eyes were even more shiny.

It's like the lights of the stars at night.

These two people are the masters of today's martial arts world.

Shaolin Abbot Zhixiang.

The gong master of endless bitter land, Luo Beihan.

The two met since they were young and have lived for hundreds of years. Although they belong to the two major sects of Shaolin and Endless Suffering, their relationships are not unfamiliar.

Instead, it was the friendship between Zi Qi Boya.

The one who just spoke was Luo Beihan.

At this moment, he was looking at the thousands of lights and pondering.

"Greed, anger, ignorance, and evil desires are the source of suffering of sentient beings."

Monk Zhixiang folded his hands together, recited Amitabha Buddha, and then smiled bitterly,

"But, who can really get out?"

"Even if I am a Buddhist, I will flock to the top to win?"

"You can see clearly."

Luo Beihan smiled, twisted his neck, and a crisp sound was made between the musculoskeletons,

"Stop talking nonsense."

"This year's top spot, you Shaolin, are you sure?"

"I heard that a demon has emerged from the Huajian Sect."
Chapter completed!