There was only one first-class Shaolin disciple left, Zeng Yi was completely sure to avoid that guy, sneaked into the back mountain, looked at the Shaolin disciple, and kept looking at the place where the dead tree collapsed in front of him, Zeng Yi immediately changed his shape, flashed the past, flashed the Shaolin disciple, and Zeng Yi plunged into the weeds on the side of the road.

The Shaolin disciple just felt as if something was flashing behind him, frowned and looked back, and was looking to the side, when the few Shaolin disciples who had gone to check the sound came back, "Senior brother, it's a dead tree, it's here, there are no other accidents!" ”

"Amitabha. Ladies and gentlemen, this has been an eventful time recently, so you must be optimistic about this place! ”

After saying a few words, those Shaolin disciples didn't move much, Zeng Yi observed it, and secretly went up the mountain. After wandering around the back mountain, Zeng Yi came to the forest where Sandu lived in seclusion.

As soon as I came to the woods, I heard a voice in the distance: "Amitabha, the donor is here in the mountains behind the Shaolin Temple, if the donor wants to burn incense and worship the Buddha, please go to the front hall!" ”

"Master! The master is me, it's me, I'm here, the real number is forced to do so, and I hope that the seniors can meet the juniors! Zeng Yi immediately shouted loudly.

As soon as Zeng Yi's words fell, a monk came out of the woods, the man was unusually tall, but his eyes were blank, and Zeng Yi was surprised when he looked closely: "Lion King!" It's me, do you remember me? "The person who came turned out to be the golden lion king who took refuge in Buddhism!

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the Lord of Nishi, the Golden Lion King is already in the past, and the poor monk is now just an ordinary monk Xie Xun. Come with me, Lord Nishi. Saying that, the Golden Retriever Lion King turned around and walked into the grove with Zeng Yi.

After a while, he came under a few pine trees, and saw three pine trees, and the monk sitting in the northeast corner had a dark face, like pig iron; The monk in the northwest corner is as yellow as a tree; The monk in the south was as pale as paper. The three monks all had deep-set cheeks, so thin that they had no muscles, and the yellow-faced monk squinted. The five eyes of the three old monks reflected the lightning, and they looked even more bright. These three people are, in this Shaolin Temple, the monk who is second only to the sweeping monk, Sandu!

Whenever Zeng Yi saw these super-first-class masters of Shaolin Temple, he couldn't help but sigh, the foundation of Shaolin Temple is strong, and at the same time, it is ridiculous to rush to the plans of the Wuyue Sword Sect, Qingcheng and other factions, just rely on their sects, even if they really have the support of the imperial court, it is impossible to shake the status of Shaolin Temple for decades.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the Ni Shi Lord, I don't know the donor, I don't hesitate to break into the Shaolin Hou Mountain, why did you come here?"

"The younger generation sees the three seniors, and the younger generation is forced to come like this, it is related to the peace of the people in the world, and I hope that the 30,000 seniors can forgive the impulsive actions of the younger generations."

As soon as Sandu heard this, they all looked at Zeng Yi, Zeng Yi took a deep breath, and said with a serious expression, if familiar people see Zeng Yi's state, it is estimated that they will immediately understand that Zeng Yi began to flicker again.

"The three seniors have been practicing in retreat in the back mountains all the year round, and they don't know the situation outside, the outside is very chaotic at this time, the emperor encountered an accident, and the situation is still unknown, the battle between the court and the middle of the dynasty is becoming more and more intense, and the good and evil factions of the rivers and lakes have joined the strength of a certain battle for the heir in order to seize the opportunity." Looking at Sandu, who listened carefully to what he said, Zeng Yi hurriedly continued: "I got the news a few days ago that the Huashan faction, the Qingcheng faction, the Kunlun faction and other major factions in the rivers and lakes actually united with a prince and the Northwest Army, preparing to go to the capital to carry out military advice, intending to obtain the position of prince for that prince!" ”

Sandu is such a high monk, for the world, is very important, when they heard Zeng Yi's words, they all frowned, Zeng Yi took advantage of the iron to strike, continued: "Those big factions in the rivers and lakes, the reason why they are so active in the battle for succession, in fact, there is another reason, that is, they are unwilling to accept the current status of the rivers and lakes, and want to make a contribution to the dragon, so as to replace the status of Shaolin Wudang!" The younger generation came here to inform your temple of this."

Sandu didn't say anything, frowned, pondered for a while, and opened his mouth to the golden lion king Xie Xun and said, "Xie Xun, you take Lord Nishi and go to meet the abbot!" "Sandu has always cared about anything, but when he heard the news that Zeng Yi said, he still asked Xie Xun to take Zeng Yi to see the abbot.

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, Zeng Yi has not seen it once or twice, and he is not even alone, as soon as he saw the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Zeng Yi began to flicker again, "Master, I will make a long story short, this time I came here for a message!" ”

The same news was told to the Shaolin abbot, and the reaction was different, but the Shaolin abbot had to consider the overall development of the Shaolin Temple, "Hey, we are Jianghu sects after all, and it is not easy to intervene too much in the court, how can Yue Shizhu and others be so confused!" ”

"Yes, they obviously want to gamble, and if they win the bet, they can be on an equal footing with Shaolin Wudang! But the rivers and lakes are only so big, there are Shaolin Wudang, and the rivers and lakes are quite peaceful, but if there are a few more sects like Shaolin Wudang, I don't know how chaotic the rivers and lakes will be! Zeng Yi's words were a little obvious to sow discord, and the Shaolin abbot didn't say anything.

Feeling that the reaction of Shaolin Temple was a little insufficient, Zeng Yi frowned and pondered for a moment, looked at the Shaolin abbot, and said again: "Master, the reason why the younger generation went to great lengths to come to the Shaolin Temple is to respect the Shaolin monks, although the Shaolin Temple is a leader in the rivers and lakes, but it never bullies others, and the younger generation actually has a news, and not many people in the world know about this matter!" ”

"Amitabha, thank you to the donor, my Shaolin will never forget the great kindness of the young man!"

Zeng Yi smiled and said in a low voice: "Come to think of it, the predecessors should have heard some rumors, the imperial court has pardoned Her Royal Highness Princess Xingwang, I can tell the master, in fact, the imperial court has been secretly looking for the princess, and the princess has also been found." The master should be able to guess that the imperial court hopes that the little princess with the purest royal blood will inherit the throne. ”

When the Shaolin abbot heard Zeng Yi's words, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"If, if the Shaolin Temple can help the little princess at this time, not only can the other sects give up their unrealistic ideas, but the little princess will not forget the Shaolin Temple!"

The words are all said about this, and Zeng Yiming said that if Shaolin Temple does not make the right choice, then Shaolin Temple will not be able to become a leader in the rivers and lakes.

"Amitabha, this complicated river and lake can no longer withstand the twists and turns." The words of the Shaolin abbot implied that it was also obvious, which meant that the Shaolin Temple would no longer let the rivers and lakes be in turmoil.