Half a month later, the young room went down the mountain.

After half a month of busyness, the aftermath of the Murong clan's rebellion finally calmed down completely.

Up to now, everything related to the Murong family has basically had a result, either beheaded, imprisoned, assigned, or registered as a prostitute.

And after dealing with trivial matters, the little emperor once again took his 1,000 soldiers and drove to the boundary of Shaolin Temple.

At the foot of Shaomu Mountain, when the little emperor arrived, there was already an army of 5,000 people led by the right commander of the Dragon Army waiting at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

Shaolin Temple is not like Shenhezhuang, and the master can't take three or two.

A hundred years of Shaolin, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, I don't know how many masters are hidden, among which there are nearly 1,000 warrior monks alone.

In the face of this sacred place of martial arts that has been inherited for hundreds of years, the army of thousands of people is really difficult to gnaw.

Therefore, after making the next decision to copy Shaolin, the little emperor has sent people to rush back to Bianjing for 800 miles to transfer troops.

After receiving the emperor's order, after leaving more than 4,000 dragon troops led by the left commander to guard the stability of Kyoto, the right commander led 5,000 troops, and rushed all the way to the Shaolin Temple.

Also yesterday, that is, the day before the little emperor led the army to arrive, the 5,000-strong army successfully camped at the foot of Shaomu Mountain.

When the little emperor arrived, Li Xun, the commander of the right side of the dragon army, dressed in armor, led the crowd out to greet the holy driver, and at the same time reported the current situation.

According to the emperor's instructions, as soon as the dragon army arrived at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, the army directly surrounded the mountain, and the entire Shaolin Mountain was not allowed to enter or exit, and all the monks were trapped in the Shaolin Temple.

Before the arrival of the army led by Li Xun, thousands of people had gathered at the foot of this Shaomu Mountain.

Some of these people came to help because they had a relationship with Shaolin, and some of them came purely to see the excitement.

But more than that, he was guided by the public opinion of the little emperor's edict, and after being brainwashed by countless readers, he felt that Shaolin was a big scourge, and came to help the court destroy Shaolin.

On the day he arrived at Shaomu Mountain, the little emperor let the army still besiege Shaomu Mountain, and did not have the order to launch a general attack.

He was waiting, waiting for an attitude from Shaolin.

And Shaolin's attitude also determines his attitude.

It's just that the army has been surrounding the Shaolin Mountain until nightfall, and no one in Shaolin has said a word.

It's as if you're unaware of the besieging army outside.

At this point, the little emperor has understood Shaolin's attitude and has his own decision.

That night, after the meal, the little emperor returned to the room early, and hid in the room alone and studied carefully with the book "Su Nu Jing", which was priced at 100,000 points by the system.

Although Su Luo once made it clear that this Su Nu Sutra had no effect on him, the little Yellow Emperor just didn't give up wanting to see something from it.

Of course, seeing that a few months have passed now, it has become a habit to study the "Su Nu Sutra" with it, but except for the room technique to improve a few grades, he has never found anything.

In this regard, the little emperor secretly sighed that the father of the system did not deceive me, and he could only spend it by studying the "Plain Girl Sutra" more seriously every night.

As for why I know that there is no big power in this.... After that, he studied it every day.

Hehe, don't forget what kind of existence this "Su Nu Sutra" is worth 100,000 points!

Leaning on the dragon couch, the little emperor gently turned a page of the book, and was gradually fascinated by it, and suddenly frowned.

"What people!"

"Huh?"

After the little emperor's scolding, a soft sigh sounded in the room.

The little emperor turned his head to look, and saw a man who was two feet tall, with a fierce face full of evil, saying that he was a Buddhist monk, and more like the evil head of the Jiangyang thief who killed people without blinking, was standing in the shadow under the lamp by the window with a suspicious face.

"A bold fanatic, he dares to break into my palace at night."

For the moment that came overnight, the little emperor was not afraid, but more angry.

The monk of this Shaolin Temple is really lawless, originally said that Shaolin hides dirt and dirt, but it is just an excuse to send troops to Shaolin.

But he didn't want this Shaolin to occupy his land and deceive his people, and now not only did he disobey the holy decree, but he dared to send someone to assassinate him at night.

In the face of the little emperor's anger, the fierce and vicious Toutuo didn't care, but smiled.

"What a handsome little emperor, Lingjue is still so alert, and he is indeed a good seedling for practicing Buddhism.

If you don't want to be the emperor of Nalaoshizi, although I will go to Shaolin to become a monk. ”

The sound of these words was not loud, and it never even came out of this room, but in the ears of the little emperor, it was like a dusk drum and morning bell, and the sound was magnificent and unconsciously convincing.

There was a kind of demagogic sound in the voice of this evil head.

If he was really an ordinary emperor, he might really be on his way, but unfortunately, he was not facing an ordinary person, but a great master with the strength of innate extreme realm cultivation.

So......

Syllable!

A teacup greeted him, brushing the hair between the ears of the evil head and hitting the window frame behind him.

"Performing this kind of demagogic exercise, it is indeed a demon monk."

The little emperor's eyes were clear, and there was coldness in his voice, and he didn't look bewitched at all.

"I even have some kung fu foundation."

Seeing that the bewitchment had failed, the evil head immediately changed his plan, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Some kung fu foundation is better, so as not to be ignorant.

Today, so that you may know what the difference between nature and nurture is. ”

As he spoke, the evil head Tuo's right hand reached out, and the innate true yuan turned into a yellow dragon claw, grabbing it towards the little emperor, but it was a mastery of one-handed dragon capture.

When he controlled the yellow True Yuan Dragon Claw and grabbed at the little emperor, Evil Tou Tuo still had a smile on his face.

"That little white-faced emperor, so that you know, Bentou Tuo is a fire monk in the Shaolin cooking room, who has been blowing fire for fifty years, blowing out a body of innate mid-stage internal force.

Like me, I don't know how many people in the Shaolin Temple, today I came, but I can save your life, if you dare to come to Shaolin, this head will leave you on the head, other old guys may not recognize you as the emperor! ”

When the words fell, the dragon snatcher of the fire monk had already grabbed the little emperor's shoulder.

And then......

Silently, the yellow dragon claw that was turned into by the innate true yuan urging the martial arts mastery to capture the dragon skill actually dissipated the moment it touched the little emperor's shoulder, turning into the most primordial energy between heaven and earth.

"This ...... How is this possible......"

The fire monk's unbeaten smile froze on his face, replaced by a look of horror in his eyes.

"You...... Are you a congenital master? ”

When he said this, his voice unconsciously raised a few heights.

If it weren't for the fact that this explanation alone could explain why he would lose the dragon capture skill he was aiming to achieve, he would definitely not accept this speculation.

It's a terrible guess.

A seventeen-year-old congenital master!

When did the innate master become so worthless?

You know, he entered Shaolin at the age of six, carried water for three years, chopped firewood for three years, and washed laundry for three years, and then transferred to the cooking room to become a fire burning monk.

Every day when he watched others practice martial arts, he secretly wrote it down, and when he saw how others burned the fire easily, he learned how to burn.

Over time, he actually accumulated a strong internal force, until he found that after he became a master, it was already the time to break through the innate bottleneck.

And like him, there are still in Shaolin, but they are definitely not as unknown as he said.

There will not be any one who will break through to the innate within thirty years.

But now, such a seventeen-year-old boy congenital master in front of him is standing in front of him so alive.

Looking at the white-faced young man in front of him, the fire monk couldn't help but have some self-doubt in his heart - could it be that the fire he had burned on the dog for more than 50 years?

ps: The third more is sent, although it accidentally passed zero o'clock, but it is still yesterday.

The fire monk revealed that Shaolin has more than one congenital master secretly hidden, and the little emperor seems to be in trouble with Shaolin, and he urgently needs the support of everyone's recommendation votes!