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"Because Shaolin cooperates with the warriors of the Western Regions to conduct a national war with the host, the camp option is opened, and all the warriors of the camp will get a random epiphany, the current host is the camp of the Great Wei Kingdom, the hostile forces are, Western Xia, Southern Song Dynasty, Mongolia, and the current host hostile forces are, White Camel Mountain, Peach Blossom Island, Beggars, Quanzhen Sect, Shaolin Temple.

At present, the host can recruit forces such as, Quanzhen Sect, Shaolin Temple, Iron Palm Gang, Iron Gun Gate, Bagua Gate, ............. ”

In his mind, the prompts of the system kept jumping out, that is, Cao Ziheng couldn't look at it if he wanted to, however, just by looking at it, Cao Ziheng had already rushed out like a burning butt.

The Shaolin Temple had a collective epiphany, which made his soldiers how to resist.

Shaolin is a magical sect, whether it is low martial arts, middle martial arts, or high martial arts in the world have existed in its figure, even the popular comic fantasy martial arts in later generations have existed in Shaolin, and there have been Shaolin's Yijin Sutra and Washing the Pulp Sutra.

Cao Ziheng couldn't imagine how lethal it would be for the soldiers he brought if he had an epiphany in the Shaolin Temple who had mastered the Shaolin skills of the Gaowu World.

The figure soon appeared in the front yard of the Shaolin Temple, but it made Cao Ziheng frightened, and the soldiers under his command had been pressed and beaten by the Shaolin Temple at this time.

Fortunately, the Shaolin Temple has been closed for a hundred years, but these warrior monks have not fought with life and death for a long time, so even if they pressed the army brought by Cao Ziheng, the casualties were not heavy.

In his hand, a fireball suddenly appeared, Cao Ziheng's wrist shook slightly, and the fireball suddenly smashed towards the ground.

A violent explosion sounded, the two warring sides separated, and at the same time found Cao Ziheng's figure, the soldiers who had been pressed and beaten for a long time immediately cheered loudly, while the Shaolin Temple people turned pale.

"Shaolin's 800-year-old inheritance, do you want to cut it off today?"

Cao Ziheng walked into the front yard step by step, one by one fireballs rose from behind him, and his people also rose with those fireballs, one, two, three, four, five, six, with six fireballs, Cao Ziheng suspended in the void of four or five meters, condescendingly looking at those Shaolin monks, looking at the Shaolin abbot.

"More than a hundred years ago, Shaolin Temple was famous all over the world, even if there were some flaws, but those who made mistakes also admitted frankly, and made up for it with their lives, and then, the Jin Kingdom went south, Shaolin closed the temple to passively confront the country and ruined the family, although it was an escape, but it was also loyal and righteous, worthy of the reputation of the world's martial arts temple, and today ......."

Cao Ziheng's voice raised, and his eyes scanned the abbot and those warrior monks like lightning, "Today, I came to Shaolin, originally to get closer to Shaolin, and then learn from Taizong of the Tang Dynasty to pull up a monk soldier to teach me the Shaolin martial arts of the Han people in the north, to defeat the barbarians in the north, and to turn the northland that has been abused by the barbarians for hundreds of years into a prosperous era again, this is a good thing that can make Shaolin famous again in the world and spread through the ages, and it is more in line with the original meaning of Buddhism's accumulation of good deeds, but I don't understand, Why did Shaolin cooperate with the barbarians of the Western Regions and wanted to murder me. ”

The four words of the barbarians in the Western Regions, Cao Ziheng shouted out, the abbot's body trembled, and his eyes showed a shocked look, before, Cao Ziheng's words sounded beautiful, but they still couldn't impress the old and refined abbot, but the barbarians in the Western Regions told the abbot not to be indifferent.

Although the Shaolin inheritance comes from Bodhidharma, it can also be said to be the Western barbarians, but the Bodhidharma generation of saints, the country and the Central Plains have no entanglement, naturally no one will put Bodhidharma and the Western Regions barbarians together, so Shaolin is an authentic Middle Earth sect, this crime of collusion with the Western Regions barbarians, Shaolin is absolutely unaffordable.

"Shaolin, there is no cooperation with the barbarians of the Western Regions."

The abbot's face had turned pale.

At the beginning, he was only shocked by the words of the five sons, and moved by the attitudes of the five people, so he chose to believe the five people, so that today Cao Ziheng's various behaviors are preconceived by him as unfavorable to Shaolin.

And now that I think about it, the abbot suddenly came to his senses, Cao Ziheng is already the emperor, if you fight the idea of Shaolin, where do you need to take risks yourself, wouldn't it be good to directly surround Shaolin.

From beginning to end, the abbot ignored Cao Ziheng's identity, an emperor, not a warrior, which also led to his misjudgment.

"Four of the five sons of Quanzhen were taken away by Ouyang Ke, the young master of White Camel Mountain, and White Camel Mountain has colluded with Western Xia as far as I know, don't tell me that the five sons of Quanzhen and Ouyang Ke are quietly lurking in Shaolin Temple, and you don't know it."

Cao Ziheng sneered and looked at the abbot, his voice was not loud, but it was spreading continuously, half of Shaolin could hear his voice clearly, the faces of those warrior monks became ugly in these words, and some of them had a bad temper and even dropped the sticks in their hands directly.

These warrior monks were not born monks, but the Han people in the north who became monks, and it can be said that ninety percent of the warrior monks were bullied by the barbarians before they became monks, and they were naturally very angry about colluding with the barbarians.

"The poor monk is not good at cultivation, and he is vain, but he has made a big mistake, and he does not dare to ask His Majesty for forgiveness, but please give Shaolin a chance for the sake of many Shaolin monks who can still fight for the country."

The abbot put his palms together and slowly knelt down towards Cao Ziheng, and a little bit of crystal Buddha light suddenly appeared behind him, and then turned into a palm that had been shining brightly towards his head.

"I'll go, it's not easy after this Shaolin epiphany."

Cao Ziheng was shocked in his heart, not to mention the power of the abbot's martial arts, the visual impact alone was not inferior to the Jiuyang Divine Skill, but where could he let the abbot die.

"Stop."

Cao Ziheng's figure showed up, and he had already appeared in front of the abbot, his palm met the bright palm of light and shadow, and a violent collision suddenly appeared, and the figure of the abbot kneeling on the ground was swept out by the force that was stirred up, and Cao Ziheng gritted his teeth and retreated more than a dozen steps before he could stabilize his position.

"Instead of dying in vain like this, it is better to do something for the country and the people, I don't know that the abbot may put down his body and give up his life."

Cao Zihengan endured the horror in his heart, and looked calmly at the abbot who got up from the ground in embarrassment and continued to kneel, speaking of which, the old monk is not bad, and he must have really made up his mind to die at this moment, otherwise, although the power of this agitation is strong, it is impossible to make the old monk so embarrassed, but this is caused by the old monk suppressing the power in his body and completely turning himself into an ordinary person.

"Please also ask Your Majesty to command."

The old monk knelt there, didn't even ask what was going on, he had already answered Cao Ziheng, obviously, the old monk had completely believed in Cao Ziheng, and he had completely let go of himself.

Cao Ziheng's eyes turned slightly, before, he wanted the old monk to lead the Shaolin warrior monk to cooperate with the army to destroy Western Xia and Mongolia, but the collision when rescuing the old monk just now made Cao Ziheng vaguely change his mind.

Although the task of changing the dynasty is important, it seems that there is one more thing that can be compared with it, and there are many old monks who change the dynasty, and there are no more than one less and one less, and another thing must be done by a master like the old monk.

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