Eyes rolled.

Shaolin faction.

"Abbot, the Son of Heaven has sent a messenger to my Shaolin, and I ask the abbot to welcome him quickly. ”

Then.

In the Shaolin Daxiong Treasure Hall, a monk walked quickly to his abbot.

"Messenger of the Son of Heaven?" The abbot was a little puzzled: "Didn't the imperial court send an envoy that day, why did you come again this time?"

At the beginning, when Dugu and others worshiped and plundered the Central Plains martial arts, the Song Dynasty summoned all the sects to Shaolin in order to preserve the power of the rivers and lakes, and came to fight against Dugu and them, but what they didn't expect was that the Han Dynasty worshiped the palace and accepted it when it was good, and did not continue to kill, and let them work in vain.

"Abbot, this time the messenger of the Son of Heaven is not going to see the abbot, but to see a sweeping monk in the Hidden Sword Pavilion. The monk replied respectfully.

"Sweeping monk?" the puzzle on the abbot's face remained unabated.

Although he is the abbot, he doesn't know the foundation of Shaolin, and he doesn't know the sweeping monk, the great master who guards Shaolin.

"Since it is the will of the Son of Heaven, take him to see him. The abbot pondered for a while and then said.

"Yes. ”

.......

Inside the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

There is no hustle and bustle outside the world, only a kind of intoxication and tranquility that belongs to the martial arts.

In this attic, there are Shaolin martial arts classics that have gone through hundreds of thousands of years, and they are also the foundation of its inheritance.

"Lichen, your heart is in turmoil. ”

An old monk dressed in an ordinary monk's robe looked at a young man sitting in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with hair and practice.

"Master, my heart can't be calm, the Han Kingdom slaughtered my Dali, killed my father and uncle, this kind of hatred I will never forget, I want to take revenge. The young man said with hatred on his face.

See this.

Naturally, I knew the identity of this young man, the former son of Dali, Duan Yu.

But now, everything he once had is gone, and at the moment when Dali was broken, everything he had was gone.

He used to rely on his father and uncle to live a safe life, but now he is blinded by hatred.

"At the beginning, your father sent someone to send you to Shaolin, the purpose was to keep you away from the worldly disasters, and I also gave you the Dharma name Lichen, the purpose is to keep you away from the worldly mortal dust, hey, if you live in hatred, you will also fall into no return. The sweeping monk sighed helplessly.

"The hatred of killing my father, the hatred of destroying the country, how can I forget. ”

"Please master teach me how to become stronger, I want revenge. ”

Duan Yu's face was full of hatred and knelt in front of the sweeping monk.

"I can't teach you the way to become stronger, but I can teach you the way to avoid disasters and teach you the way to meditate. The sweeper shook his head.

He didn't do anything, he regarded the worldly struggle as vain, and he didn't want to participate at all, otherwise with his great master's cultivation, any country he would serve would be above ten thousand people under one person.

"Master, can't I take revenge in this life?" Duan Yu's eyes were full of hatred, and he clenched his fists, extremely unwilling.

"The Han Kingdom has become a great trend, even if you have the power of a great grandmaster, it is impossible for one person to fight against one country. The sweeper shook his head.

"As long as I can kill the Han Emperor and avenge my father and uncle, I am willing to pay whatever the price. Duan Yu's eyes were red, and he still couldn't let go of his hatred.

That's when it happened.

"The sweeping monk is here, and the Son of Heaven sent an envoy to ask for a meeting. ”

Then.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion, a monk's voice was heard.

"Son of Heaven?" The sweeping monk's expression was slightly condensed, and with a wave of his hand, a strong wind broke out, and the door of the Scripture Pavilion opened directly: "Come in." ”

Subsequently.

Under the guidance of a monk, an official dressed in the official palace of the Song State arrived.

"I've seen the master. ”

When the officials came, they did not dare to be arrogant, but bowed to the sweeping monks.

"Why did the Son of Heaven ask me for a sweeping monk?" asked the sweeping monk suspiciously.

"Back to the master, the Son of Heaven sent an official to invite the master to the palace, there is a big matter. The official said respectfully.

Obviously, before he came, Zhao Ji explained to him, he was facing a great grandmaster and a strong man, so he must not be rude.

"What's the matter?" the sweeping monk frowned slightly.

"About the Sunflower Ancestor, please go to the master. The officials naturally didn't know what was going on, but Zhao Ji explained that he had to explain the four words of Sunflower Ancestor.

Really.

After the sweeping monk heard the name of the Sunflower Ancestor, his frowning brows suddenly stretched.

"Okay, you go, I'll go to the palace. The sweeper waved his hand.

"Thank you, Master. ”

Hearing the answer, the official breathed a sigh of relief and slowly retreated.

"Master, who is the Sunflower Ancestor?" Duan Yu asked.

"He is the great master of the Song Dynasty, and he has chosen a completely different path from me. The sweeper shook his head.

"He is a great grandmaster and a strong man, why would he look for a master?" Duan Yu asked.

"I owe him a favor at the beginning, maybe this time he asked people to come to me to repay this favor. The sweeping monk said quietly, he naturally didn't know the news that the Sunflower Ancestor had been injured.

"Master, please take me with you. Duan Yu suddenly opened his mouth and asked.

"What are you going to do?" wondered the sweeping monk.

"My father's revenge against the country will not be avenged, and I Duan Yu will not be a man, since I can't take revenge alone, then I will unite with the Song Kingdom, destroy the Han, and take revenge. Duan Yu gritted his teeth.

Because of the death of his father after the destruction of the country, his original heart has changed greatly, and he has been completely blinded by hatred.

"Hey, okay. ”

Seeing Duan Yu so obsessed, the sweeping monk was also helpless, but he also knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only take Duan Yu to the Song Kingdom.

A few days later.

The Imperial Palace of the Song Kingdom.

"Ahem... You're finally here. ”

In the main hall, the Sunflower Ancestor looked at the sweeping monk who came, with a happy face.

"With your strength, why did you fall into this?" the sweeping monk frowned slightly, looking at the Sunflower Ancestor in puzzlement.

"After all, I underestimated the Han Kingdom, and I was ready to go alone to defeat the Han Kingdom. "Sunflower Ancestor had fear in his eyes.

"With your strength, shouldn't the Han army be able to hurt you?" said the sweeping monk.

"Yes, I originally thought that with my strength, I could retreat from the Han army, but I never expected, and perhaps no one in the world could have imagined, that the Han Emperor who controlled the power was actually a great grandmaster and a strong man, and he was stronger than me. Sunflower Ancestor said strugglingly, mentioning Liu Xie, the fear in his eyes was even stronger.

"What?" "Emperor Han is a great grandmaster powerhouse?"

Hear this.

The sweeping monk is not calm anymore.

Duan Yu, who was originally bent on revenge, also became surprised at this moment.

As the Sunflower Ancestor said, the current lord of the Han Kingdom is a great master and a strong man, and no one will believe it.

If he hadn't seen Sunflower Ancestor's injuries with his own eyes, maybe even the sweeping monk himself wouldn't have believed it.

"Emperor Han is a great grandmaster and a strong man, can't I take revenge in this life?" Duan Yu had unwillingness and hatred in his eyes.

......