In fact, for Cai Yan, there is basically no difficulty in dealing with the big and small affairs in the National Teacher's Mansion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info reading hundreds or even thousands of volumes every day, coupled with the natural supernatural powers that are unforgettable, make Cai Yan know everything about the world.

After all, in a way, omniscience is close to omnipotence. Especially in this kind of low-level world, when the influence of inexplicable factors such as Heavenly Dao and Qi Luck is not very great, even if the top strategists such as Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia come over, they will not do better than Cai Yan.

Under the service of the maid, Cai Yan quietly walked out of the sedan chair and looked at the Shaolin Temple in front of him.

At a glance, the surrounding environment is quite good, and it can really be called beautiful. There are mountains, waters, trees and flowers, and the overall look is still very Zen. Moreover, under the quiet listening, there is also the sound of monks chanting.

In this regard, Cai Yan can only say that no matter how dark the inside of the family is, this superficial kung fu is very good.

"My lord, when you get here, it's hard to hide. After all, there are too many of us. If it weren't for the fact that many masters of the Shaolin Temple had already gone out, we wouldn't even be able to get here, and we would have been discovered. Jin Jiuling continued.

There are still a few miles away from Shaolin, but with the martial arts of the two, they can naturally see it clearly. Today's Shaolin is closed. It is said that during this period, due to special reasons, we do not accept foreign visitors.

"When people sit at home, disaster comes from heaven, and there are some things that cannot be avoided by just avoiding them. These monks do not produce, but they occupy land on a large scale. If you don't cultivate virtue and your quality is too poor, you are all pseudo-monks and must be destroyed. Keeping them in the world will only make the people's impression of Buddhism worse. Cai Yan said with a smile. Between the words, there is still a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring, I am just for your good.

To be honest, the more information you view, the worse your impression of Shaolin Temple will be. On the surface, it is the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, but in fact, it does not practice Buddhism, but only martial arts. In other words, to take charge of the house.

Moreover, in the entire land of Henan, the biggest landlord is none other than this group of sanctimonious monks. I still drink wine and eat meat every day, otherwise, so many muscular warrior monks, can they all eat tofu?

"Yes, my lord is right. Buddhism is good, and so is Buddha. But these monks are bad. It's all fake monks, fake monks, and flower monks. Today, we will make a move on Shaolin, and I think that when the time comes, even if the Buddha hears about it, he will agree. Jin Jiuling's eyes rolled and then said.

Compared with those rulers who have wantonly destroyed Buddha at every turn in the past dynasties, Cai Yan's reasons are undoubtedly more acceptable.

The Buddha is good, the Buddhist scriptures are good, and the teachings of Buddhism are still good. It's a pity that this group of monks is bad.

"Okay, then let's go straight to it." Cai Yan said lightly, and after speaking, he returned directly to the sedan chair.

With an order, thousands of heavily armed third-rate masters went directly and unabashedly towards Shaolin. Each other, every hundred people formed a policy. From a distance, it is still very imposing.

Stomp and tread

With a burst of deafening footsteps, the closed door of the Shaolin Temple finally opened.

Soon, under the leadership of a monk, hundreds of monks appeared. Moreover, most of them are armed with sticks, and there are even many monks who hold weapons such as swords and Zen staffs.

"Amitabha, why are laymen here?" The monk said lightly.

Hearing this, looking at the incomparably bright bald heads of these monks, Cai Yan's heart became even more uncomfortable. You must know that the body is skinned, and the parents who receive it must not be damaged, and the beginning of filial piety is also. This notion is also very popular in the Overworld.

As a result, now that I see so many at once, theoretically the big bald head that has cut off children and grandchildren (theoretically monks have no descendants, in fact, there are many flower monks), Cai Yan hates it very much in his heart. Add those teachings to the mix, and it's even more annoying.

After all, as a pure Han Chinese, most of them are very proud. In the eyes of the people of the Overworld, the first is God, the second is the ancestor, and the third is the emperor.

However, one day, suddenly someone said to you, the Buddha is the greatest, and nothing else is the same.

After all, at this time, the main world had not experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion, nor had it experienced the Five Hu Chaos, and Buddhism had not developed vigorously at all. Under the squeeze of the Daomen, there is a White Horse Temple in the entire Han Dynasty, that is, in Luoyang. Other than that, there are almost no monks to be seen.

Therefore, for this kind of sect with many shortcomings, Cai Yan is really disgusted. It is unimaginable for a Han people who are extremely proud in their hearts to believe in a Fanbang person.

"Let me just ask, do you Shaolin descend?" Cai Yan said.

"Amitabha, even if the layman is the master of the three mansions of the National Teacher's Mansion, he can't be so domineering. I think that Shaolin has a long history, it is the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, is it possible that the layman wants to destroy the Buddha? The monk said excitedly.

At the same time, the hundreds of warrior monks in the rear raised their sticks in unison and kept tapping the ground. It sounds very neat and rhythmic. All of a sudden, there was a powerful aura, and it came out.

If it were a group of people who had little knowledge, they might have been bluffed. But who is Cai Yan? In the Overworld, what is such a small scene?

"Do it."

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come to serve the court. All the bald donkeys who know martial arts, if they dare to resist, regardless of the old and young, they will all be killed. Jin Jiuling said loudly. After speaking, he directly took the hundred people assigned to him and rushed forward.

At this time, Jin Jiuling's martial arts are no longer comparable to the past. Under the guidance of Shi A and others from time to time, they have already reached the realm of Shaolin abbot Dabei Zen Master and the head of the Emei faction.

Of course, in the process, no one cares about how much life life is lost and how much essence is lost. Even, even Jin Jiuling himself didn't care.

At this time, he had a simple knife in his hand, and many Shaolin monks had no enemies. No matter who it is, it can hardly stop his knife. Even if someone is lucky enough to block the first knife, they can't block the second knife at all.

Kill, kill, kill

Kill, kill, kill

In front of the hordes of troops, the small Arhat Formation, the Big Arhat Formation, and even the legendary One Hundred and Eight Great Arhat Formations are all just local chickens and dogs. Even if a person with the highest light skills is caught in the battlefield, if he can't get out of it at the first time, there are only countless swords waiting for him.