LEGEND OF THE BLACK FLUTE WARRIOR
BREAK INTO SHAOLIN, BREAK INTO,
Please the three of you back down, now not the 1st and 15th (the Chinese lunar calendar ).
"Our temple is not open to receiving guests to visit and pray" said one monk firmly.
Wu Song saluted back by wrapping his hands together in front of his chest and bowing slightly, then said,
"Our arrival destination is not for shady, we came to want to meet with Hong San Fang Cang (Chief of Hong San )."
The four monks were a little surprised because Hong San was the current chairman of Siauw Lim Si.
the four of them looked at Wu Song suspiciously.
The end of the large, square-faced monk who from earlier had always been the spokesperson, it seemed that he was the leader of the four of them Back said,
"Fang Cang (Conventor ) we are doing closed meditation, can not be disturbed, please the three of you immediately leave this place."
"What business can you tell us, after Fang Cang comes out of the meditation room we will convey to him" said the man with a polite but firm square face.
Wu Song shook his head and said,
"Can't this be important, please tell Fang Cang, I'm Wu Song and my wife Lu Ping please meet."
Hearing her mention of Wu Song and Lu Ping's names, the four of them jumped back.
Forming a rectangular formation, the square face now asked,
"Aren't you the Black Flute Swordsman who some time ago once caused chaos, harassed our fellow students."
Wu Song let out a long sigh glancing at his wife helplessly, then just looked back at the four of them and said,
"Truly people call me that because I always carry this flute."
wu Song said while showing his black flute.
Lu Ping did not care that he only smiled mischievously, looking at the four monks.
Especially their bald head attracted his interest.
To immediately go stroking and kissing her.
The four monks must have heard of it
the furore inflicted by Lu Ping, due to his strange and unreasonable desire.
Unknowingly the four of them held their heads when they saw Lu Ping gaze towards their heads.
Then looked back at Wu Song and said,
"Wu sicu (mister Wu ) we suggest bring your wife back down from this mountain, don't troublemaker here."
"The problem used to be if you did not look at the face of your in-law the General of the Black Dragon, of course you have become an enemy of Siauw Lim Si."
Wu Song sighed and said,
"Old misconception, it was our fault.
We're sorry, and the matter has already been discussed with Hong San Fang Cang and is over."
"Our arrival is not to talk about it, there is a new problem that we need to talk about with Hong San Fang Cang."
"So please excuse me if any of you rise to the summit tell your Fang Cang about my arrival" Wu Song said trying to speak carefully.
One of the short-bodied monks became impatient and said while looking at the square face.
"He just wants to be troublemaking and looking for trouble with Siauw Lim Si, if he is not taught he will think we Siauw Lim Si's side is afraid of him." he said while looking at Wu Song furiously.
Wu Song only responded with an awkward smile, if not for the business of clearing Xu San's party's accusations at Lu Ping.
Wu Song would not be willing to come to this place, because it would only open the old hurt of Siauw Lim Si's side to him.
Which will only make the enmity between them more pointed.
The square face monk remained calm in response to his second sister's words, he looked back at Wu Song and said,
"Sicu's request cannot be fulfilled, sorry please leave."
he said while using his right hand to allow Wu Song's entourage to leave.
But Wu Song remained unmoved and said,
"Then forgive my rudeness that will break through the ride by force."
Wu Song Then without minding them stuck his flute in front of his mouth, then started blowing his flute and leisurely stepped past the four of them.
The four of them had not had time to move attack had fallen limp not strong in the face of the pressure of Wu Song's distilled voice.
That made their hearts flutter, bodies limp to lose energy, their clothes wet by their own cold sweat.
Wu Song has since obtained a clue from Hua Thian in the underworld hell of the earth, coupled with the attainment of the Universe's immortality.
The game of the rhythm of his Sukma distiller rhythms can now be directed at will, the effect only occurs in the direction.
Whereas those who were not in the direction did not feel it, except facing an extremely Strong enemy that required full-power deployment then Wu Song could not control his sound effects anymore.
Hence when facing a top-level opponent Wu Song rarely used his flute rhythm due to its effects other than being able to kill all the surrounding creatures .
This rhythm could also damage the surrounding buildings and nature without Wu Song being able to control it anymore.
Wu Song quickly left the place, followed by Lu Ping who blocked and took Cun Ming like a kitten.
After Wu Song left the four monks were only able to breathe a sigh of relief and open their eyes
they, the square face take out a tube and remove the cover.
There was an explosion of fireworks in the air, it was a danger signal for the brothers who were guarding the entrance at the second post to be on standby.
Wu Song arrived at the second post directly to welcome the 18 monks carrying sticks, they had seen the danger sign from the first post,
That's why Wu Song's entourage arrived, directly surrounded by 18 monks who had been on standby with their sticks.
Wu Song without saying much anymore directly blew his flute which now started to cause golden rays to protect his entourage.
While the 18 monks fell rolling while covering their ear holes with their hands, but it was useless that Wu Song's distilled voice still penetrated through it.
Wu Song again darted away from the second post towards the third post, at the Third post Wu Song greeted a group of monks carrying sticks.
The 107 monks all holding sticks formed 3 rows, blocking Wu Song's movement.
Wu Song re-attached his flute to his lips and played the rhythm of his Sukma-pulling flute.
But these 107 monks combined their power of twisting their wands to thicken Wu Song's rhythmic attacks while occasionally shouting "Hu...Oh...!"
To increase the strength of their cane swinging energy which gives rise to the "Wung sound... Wungs... Wung....!"
Like the sound of millions of bees muffling the sound of Wu Song's distilled rhythm.