"Monk, you could have eaten and recited Buddha in the temple, and you would have been accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for the rest of your life, but why did you have to come to this muddy water?"

"I read that you are a generation of grandmasters, and today I will use Shaolin martial arts to send you to the Western Elysium." As he spoke, Yun Shibao slapped a vajra palm towards the old monk.

The old monk had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, and in addition to the decisive counterattack just now, he had already run out of oil and dried up, and there was no room for resistance.

Hearing only the sound of "click", the skull was shattered, and the old monk's cloudy old eyes were full of unwillingness and remorse, and his head was crooked, and he gradually lost his vitality.

And after Kangxi saw that all the people in Qingliang Temple were killed, he actually "hiccuped", rolled his eyes, and was scared to death.

There was silence, and the air was filled with only the corpses and the sound of hunting in the air.

"Shenlong Sect Master, Shou and Tianqi, dominate the world, who can be the enemy!"

"Shenlong Sect Master, Shou and Tianqi, dominate the world, who can be the enemy!"

…

The fat and thin head Tuo and the others woke up from the shock, and took the lead in kneeling down, followed by the Black Eagle Team and the Divine Dragon Sect members who came in a hurry, and the sound was like a tsunami and landslide, and the sound spread hundreds of miles away.

"Fat and thin head, the five dragon envoys obey the order!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"Decree the world, invite Mu Wangfu, Tiandihui, Shaolin, Yunnan-Guizhou and other forces to go to Mount Tai on the first day of the next month to participate in my father's canonization ceremony..."

Pinching Su Quan's chin and gently helping her up, Yun Shibao turned to the Five Dragon Envoys and the others and said lightly.

Kangxi is dead, the elite of the Heaven and Earth Society Wangwu faction and other forces have been lost, and as long as the three feudal and Shaolin and other Jianghu forces are dealt with, no one will be able to stop Ao from worshiping and claiming the emperor.

Yun Shibao couldn't wait to return to the main world, and was too lazy to clean them up one by one, so he simply gathered them together, and those who went along prospered, and those who went against died.

As for whether these forces will obediently go to Mount Tai, maybe no one will pay attention to this order before today, but after today, Yun Shibao believes that there will be no one in this world who dares to disobey him.

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"Master Feng, should we go to this invitation of the Shura Evil Buddha?"

Seven days later, Taidao, Zheng Wangfu, Zheng Keshuang looked at the gilded invitation in front of him, and his face was entangled.

What happened in Wangwushan and Qingliang Temple a few days ago has now spread all over the world, Yun Shibao received cannonballs in his hand, and one person overturned the Shaolin King Kong Demon Array, and killed the master of the master Kongwen Holy Monk's deeds set off a monstrous wave in the martial arts, and was respected as the first master in the world.

And because it is cultivating the Shaolin Town School of Divine Skill and Yijin Sutra, it is secretly called the Shura Evil Buddha by the people in the rivers and lakes.

"There is no good banquet, the father and son are ambitious, and they rush to the appointment, and there is more than luck." Beside Zheng Keshuang, Feng Xifan touched his goatee and said unfathomably.

"But now Ao Shibao is in the limelight, Ao worships his father and son, and is ready to ascend the throne in Mount Tai, if you don't go, with that character, will you let us go?" Zheng Keshuang's face was full of worry.

"What if you don't let it go? Shura Evil Buddha? In my opinion, it's just a rumor, how big is Ao Shibao? Even if you start cultivating from your mother's womb, it is absolutely impossible to become a grandmaster at the age of eleven. "Feng Xifan has an expression on his face that I have seen through everything.

He didn't believe much in the rumors about Yun Shibao in the rivers and lakes in the recent period.

"The master is well-informed, and he can't make a mistake when he thinks about it."

"I listen to the master, this Taishan, we won't go to King Zheng's mansion." Feng Xifan is not only Zheng Keshuang's military advisor, but also a teacher, so Zheng Keshuang has always been obedient to Feng Xifan.

"The son of a child..."

Hearing Zheng Keshuang's words, Feng Xifan nodded with satisfaction, and was halfway through his words, but was interrupted by a soldier.

"The spies came to report, the Kongtong faction refused to participate in the sealing ceremony, and openly killed the messenger of the Shenlong Sect, and the Shura evil Buddha went to Kongtong Mountain alone in a fit of anger, and within a stick of incense, Kongtong destroyed the door." The soldier's face was pale, and there was a deep fear in his voice.

Hearing the soldier's report, Feng Xifan shook his hand and pulled off a handful of his beard.

"Master, you can also extinguish the Kongtong faction with a stick of incense, right?" Zheng Keshuang waved his hand to signal the soldiers to stand back, and looked at Feng Xifan expectantly.

"It's not difficult to destroy the Kongtong faction, but there is no wind and no waves, this Shura evil Buddha can be famous all over the world, I think I should have some skills."

"Ahem... For the teacher to feel that whether to participate in the Taishan Zen ceremony or not needs to be carefully considered, after all, the world will have a head and face of the forces will participate, if we don't go, isn't it a head lower than others in vain? ”

Feng Xifan coughed dryly, and said with a little weakness.

You must know that the Kongtong faction is a sect that has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are many masters under the sect, and each of the five elders of Kongtong can beat his own half-step grandmaster-level figure.

But this kind of background has been wiped out by the Shura Evil Buddha, so isn't the family background of King Zheng's Mansion enough to stuff people's teeth?

Thinking of this, Feng Xifan couldn't help but have a toothache, laughing at himself just now that he thought that the name of the Shura Evil Buddha was just a rumor and exaggeration by the people of the rivers and lakes, but now it seems that people have real skills.

It's just that the speed of this slap in the face was too fast, which caught Feng Xifan off guard.

Glancing at Feng Xifan, Zheng Keshuang's expression became a little strange, shouldn't he, a master who has always regarded himself very highly, be cowardly?

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and I haven't walked around the rivers and lakes for a long time, but I am a little lonely." Rao is Feng Xifan is thick-skinned enough, and he can't help but blush when he is looked at by Zheng Keshuang.

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"Your envoy go slowly, please tell the little grandfather, the sealing ceremony, I, Wu Sangui, will definitely be there." At the gate of the Pingxi Palace, Wu Sangui nodded and sent away the messenger of the Divine Dragon Sect.

"Once Ao Bai ascends the throne, the world will be chaotic, when the time comes, my father will ascend to the heights, and the servants will be like clouds, and the country will change its surname, just around the corner, why is my father so polite to a mere messenger?"

After the messenger disappeared from sight, Wu Yingxiong said suspiciously.

Wu Sangui and his son guarded one side for the Qing court, holding military power, and with the addition of the three feudal clans, they had more than 100,000 soldiers and horses.

"The Black Eagle Team is not terrible, and the worship is not terrible, although the Divine Dragon Sect is powerful, it is only a Jianghu sect, and it is even more difficult to achieve great things."

"The really terrifying thing is Ao Shibao, who cultivates as a Tongxuan and shoots ruthlessly, and this king would rather face 100,000 enemy troops than be an enemy."

"After today, let's put away those thoughts, although the country is good, it is no longer something that our Pingxi Mansion can covet." Shaking his head weakly, Wu Sangui's expression was gloomy.

Wu Sangui can be regarded as a heroic figure, and it is impossible not to see what Yun Shibao's intention is to move, which is nothing more than gathering the forces of the world, pulling a group to fight a group, and those who follow will prosper, and those who oppose will die.

How could the ambitious Wu Sangui be willing? But the situation is pressing, and he has no choice under the general trend.

"Do you just give up?"

"Father, is it true that a mere Ao Shibao has three heads and six arms?" Hearing Wu Sangui's words, Wu Yingxiong was stunned, and his face was full of unwillingness.

The father and son have been planning secretly for many years, and now the soldiers are strong and strong, the grain and grass are sufficient, and the time is about to be ripe, but in the end, the bamboo basket is empty, how can Wu Yingxiong accept it?

"The father has already made a decision, and this matter should not be mentioned..."

"Tell me to go down, pack and seal the gold, silver and jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and treasures in the treasure house, and go to Mount Tai tomorrow to congratulate the new emperor on his accession to the throne."

While speaking, Wu Sangui turned around and walked into the palace, and his back turned out to be much older for a while.

Mu Wangfu...

Shaolin...

Wudang...

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