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When they arrived at Drum Mountain, Su Xinghe and Hangu Bayou were shocked when they saw Ji An's miserable appearance, they couldn't imagine that with the strength of the innate middle stage of the head uncle, they would be injured like this, and they stepped forward one by one to ask the reason, but Ji An shook his head, and only told Su Xinghe and Xue Muhua to make some medicinal food to replenish qi and blood to take. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Gu Mozhi, first spend Murong Bo's martial arts, and then lock him up, and then come to interrogate him after this seat recovers from his injuries, you all go down!"

Ji An retreated from everyone, let Li Canghai carry him to the wooden house, took out a large bed from the key of time and space, and climbed on it.

This time the vertebrae were shattered, no more than other flesh and skin injuries, even if he had the ability to heal himself, he would not recover instantly, so it would take some time......

Time flies, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Ji An had already recovered as before, he not only interrogated the identity of the sweeping monk and the truth of Xiao Yuanshan's death, but also learned the reason for the union of Murong Bo and Shaolin Temple.

It turned out that this person was Murong Bo's uncle, but he was not born in the lineage, and his grandfather's illegitimate son was only in contact with his father before, and later came to Shaolin to become a monk because of love, and since then he has cut off contact with Gusu Murong.

However, more than half a year ago, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan chased and killed Murong Bo in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, but unfortunately they were seen by a sweeping monk passing by, and with his strength in the half-step Void Dan Realm, he stopped the battle between the three in an instant, and then asked the reason, only to know that Murong Bo was his nephew.

The sweeping monk's character is not bad, after knowing the reason, he did not hurt Xiao Feng's father and son, but persuaded a few words, and left with Murong Bo.

After that, Xiao Feng's father and son took advantage of Murong Bo's solo trip to seek revenge again, seeing that they were about to kill Murong Bo, the sweeping monk who didn't want to have amazing intuition appeared again, this time he didn't persuade, but shot directly.

In the end, in order to cover Xiao Feng's escape, Xiao Yuanshan was beaten by the sweeping monk and his five organs were shattered and died.

After killing Xiao Yuanshan, the sweeping monk directly pursued Xiao Feng, and in the end, Xiao Feng relied on ten high-explosive grenades given by Ji An to save his life and escape.

And after the sweeping monk was stained with blood in his hands, his temperament changed greatly, and with the strength of the half-step half-step Xudan Realm, he directly subdued Xuan Ci and several high-ranking monks of the Xuanzi generation, and let them recruit the martial arts conference a year later, ready to subdue the masters of the rivers and lakes and reopen the Murong family. Anti-cause.

"This Gusu Murong is really a showman. It's not going to work for three years! One generation is not as good as the next! After Ji An knew the truth about the union between Murong Bo and Shaolin Temple, he couldn't help laughing.

If you let him make it. What kind of hero conference is held, go directly to the palace to subdue the current emperor with absolute force, and then change his face with disguise techniques, slowly corrode the government, and give birth to offspring by the way.

"Alright! You are smart alone, so you say, how to deal with the union of sweeping monks and Shaolin Temple this time? Li Canghai stopped kneading his jade hand, glanced at him, and asked.

"That's not simple, directly led the troops to surround the Shaolin Temple, killed the sweeping monk and Xuan Ci and a few other monks, and then took back the secret book of the exercises, and left those monks to let them eat quietly in the temple and recite the Buddha." Ji An pouted.

What annoys him the most are those monks, and they are also monks who know martial arts, under the guise of being a monk, meddling in their affairs all day long, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and they don't do anything to produce, and they don't serve the country, just don't want monks like this.

Of course, there are still many virtuous monks, just like Master Zhiguang in this plane and Master Huangmei in Dali.

Although Master Zhiguang said that he had done some wrong things when he was young, he later made a big wish, crossed the sea, went overseas to the wilderness, collected the bark of different species, and cured countless people infected with miasma.

And Master Huangmei also wanted the people to be exempted from the pain of salt tax, and at the invitation of Duan Zhengming, he fought Duan Yanqing, and he did not hesitate to chop off a toe for a promise.

Ji An admires such a virtuous monk, as for other monks, especially fat monks, hehe......

"Led troops to surround the Shaolin Temple?!" Li Canghai looked at him in surprise and said, "Your soldiers?" ”

"It's not easy to ask for soldiers, just go to Kaifeng." Ji An said with a smile.

Originally, he also planned to go to Yitian to mobilize people or use the disciples of the Vulture Palace to deal with the Shaolin Temple, but now, now that he knows the news of the rebellion between the Murong family and the Shaolin Temple, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties, he used the name and strength of the current imperial court to destroy the Shaolin Temple with great righteousness.

"Do you want to hold the emperor hostage and force him to send troops to deal with the Shaolin Temple?" Li Canghai asked.

"You're so stupid, I'm not Gusu Murong, why use such a stupid method!" Ji An patted her head and said with a smile: "I'm going to ...... like this"

Kaifeng Palace, Zichen Palace.

Zhao Xu, who was only eighteen years old, finished reading the last notebook, threw down the pen in his hand, leaned on the dragon chair, and exhaled deeply.

As an emperor who has just been in power for more than a year, he is too tired, every day when he opens his eyes, he either goes to the vertical arch hall to go to the court or reviews the folds, and if he goes on like this, he feels that he is about to collapse.

Zhao Xu looked at the empty tea bowl and ordered, "Chen Fu, quickly serve me a bowl of ginseng tea!" ”

After speaking, he continued to look at the folds he had just reviewed to check whether there were any errors or omissions.

After a while, Zhao Xu suddenly raised his head, only to see that the hall was empty except for himself, and immediately his face changed, and he shouted: "Chen Fu, the guards in front of the palace ......"

"Okay, don't scream, they're all 'waiting' outside with peace of mind!"

A voice came from behind, Zhao Xu was startled, looked back, and saw a young man wearing a gorgeous green shirt, a black robe trimmed with gold wire, and exuding a majestic momentum all over his body, looking at him with a smile.

Zhao Xu, who was young and old, did not panic, but said calmly: "Are you the person sent by Western Xia to kill me?" ”

This person is Ji An, and here he is looking for Song Zhezong and Zhao Xu to 'borrow troops'.

"Western Xia? No, you and I have no enmity and no fate, why should I kill you? Ji An looked at him in surprise, feeling that he didn't seem to be afraid of himself, but he didn't ask much.

Zhao Xu saw that he was not hostile, and said strangely: "Then you are ......"

"That's right, I'm here to borrow troops from you to destroy the Shaolin Temple." Ji An directly explained his intentions.

"Looking for me to borrow soldiers? Do you want to go to destroy the Shaolin Temple? Zhao Xu looked at him like a fool.

"That's right! As long as you promise, I can cure your hidden disease, and I will also pass on to you a technique to prolong your life, as long as you practice diligently, it will not be a problem to live for one or two hundred years. Ji An was rude to his gaze and said with a smile.

"You... How do you know I have a hidden disease? Zhao Xu exclaimed, he didn't care about any exercises, he only cared about his body.

His body, he knew, was out of breath when he was only eighteen years old, and it was over in less than a minute, and he kept this hidden disease a secret, and even the imperial doctor didn't know about it.

"I'm a Taoist immortal, of course I know!" Ji An flickered.

"Taoist immortals descend to earth?" Zhao Xu stared at Ji An carefully.

"Don't believe me? You see! ”

With a wave of Ji An's right hand, everything in Zichen Hall floated, even Zhao Xu, and after a few breaths, it fell gently, without even making a sound.

"Are you really an immortal?" Zhao Xu looked at him in shock.

"Of course!"

"Since you are an immortal, isn't that omnipotent? Why do you still need me for help? Zhao Xu was a little unconvinced.

Ji An glanced at him and said with a smile: "It's said that it is an immortal who descends to the mortal, of course, some magical powers cannot be used in the mortal world, as long as you are willing to help me, I will cure your hidden disease immediately, don't agree yet, think clearly." ”

"This ......" Zhao Xu hesitated.

Ji An saw that he was a little tempted, and decided to add another fierce material, "You're looking at this!" With a wave of his right hand, a service robot appeared in the main hall.

"What is this?" Zhao Xu looked at this tin man in amazement.

Ji An explained: "This is an organ from the upper realm, and like ordinary people, he can command at will. As he spoke, he commanded the robot to walk, write with a pen, move a chair, and so on.

"Wonderful, wonderful, it's really a fairy thing!" Zhao Xu was an eighteen-year-old boy after all, and he sighed in shock when he saw the robot's continuous flipping action.

"How? If you are willing to promise me, I will send you two people, if it is too little, three will do. Ji An was like a small trader, bargaining with Zhao Xu.

The reason why he went to such great lengths to convince Zhao Xu was that he had just tried, and the soul transfer was great. The law doesn't work on Zhao Xu, it may have something to do with dragon qi and national fortune, otherwise it would be so troublesome.

"Okay, okay, just three, as well as curing my hidden disease and teaching exercises." Zhao Xu hurriedly nodded.

In front of him, he couldn't help but believe it, he had even heard of such a magical machine, let alone seen it with his own eyes.

"No problem!" The corners of Ji An's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile. (To be continued.) )