Chapter Forty-Eight: Grievances and Hatreds, the Last Hope

Unlike Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple, Songshan Shaolin Temple does not have much fame in this world, at least three years ago, it was still an obscure one.

In the past three years, although Shaolin Temple has become the leader of Buddhism, it has not integrated Buddhism, not because I don't want to, but because I can't.

After all, the status of the Pure Mind Zen Monastery has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is not so easy to completely eliminate it. Not to mention that although the vitality of the Jingnian Zen Temple was greatly damaged, the heavenly people behind it did not fall, coupled with Cihang Jingzhai, which led to the status of Songshan Shaolin being a little embarrassing, and there was no name of the leader of Buddhism, but there was no leader.

Of course, Songshan Shaolin is a great sect of Buddhism no matter what, and no one can underestimate it. With thousands of hectares of fertile land, thousands of warrior monks, and lay disciples all over Henan, it can be said that the financial resources are abundant, and the number of people is overwhelming.

Under the protection of a thousand blood killing elites, the swagger came to the foot of Songshan without hurrying, and he was not ready to hide his identity with any fanfare.

In the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, there are seven figures sitting side by side, there are men and women among the seven people, there are monks and Taoists, and there are two middle-aged strong men dressed as different races.

One of the old men in Taoist robes raised his eyes to look at the bottom of the mountain, and then sighed: "The blood is rushing into the sky, unstoppable, and it is worthy of being the bloody army that has become the first army in the world!" ”

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking, although the other people did not speak, but from the looks on their faces, it could be seen that these people were not so calm in their hearts.

Especially a strong man of different races dressed as a Hu person, his eyes are uncertain, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Amitabha, Qi Qi ancestor, King Jing has arrived, and the abbot is leading people to greet him."

In less than a moment, an old monk appeared from the front yard and saluted to the young monk in the middle.

This monk, although he looks no more than twenty years old, is more than three hundred years old, a real old monster. His identity is even more shocking if it is revealed.

This person is the founder of Shaolin Temple, Bodhidharma from Tianzhu.

The reason why Bodhidharma sits in the middle is not because he is the strongest, but because Shaolin Temple is his territory, he is the host here, and several other people are guests, and they will definitely not compete with him for a place.

"Is King Jing coming alone?"

Bodhidharma heard the old monk's report and asked softly.

"Qiyu Shizu, in addition to King Jing, there are also Xiang Jushi, as well as a sergeant."

Although the old monk didn't know why Bodhidharma would ask such a question, he didn't think much about it and replied directly.

Hearing the words of the old monk, whether it was Bodhidharma or several others, they all changed color slightly.

Why did Bodhidharma ask this, because according to the news, there were two celestial beings in charge. And under his perception, there was only one celestial-level powerhouse, which made him feel a little strange.

The old monk's answer surprised him, he didn't expect Xiang Yutian to follow Wanwan, and he didn't expect that this evil emperor would be able to hide his perception.

Heaven and man, every move is in harmony with the sky, always in a state of unity between heaven and man, and his perception is extremely keen, Xiang Yutian can hide his perception, which undoubtedly does not mean that the evil emperor has become more terrifying and unfathomable.

Bodhidharma was shocked in his heart, but his face did not show it, and he instructed the old monk: "Later, just ask King Jing and Xiang Jushi to come here." ”

"I didn't expect this King Jing to be so bold and dare to come alone!"

After the old monk left, a man dressed in Miao costume opened his mouth and praised, his tone full of praise for Wanwan. This person's name is Meng Ju, from the Southern Xinjiang War God Temple, and he is a legendary figure of the southwestern alien race.

"Hmph, this is not accurate, maybe I am afraid of being served by a nest, so I came here!"

A strong man dressed as a bearded man sneered when he heard this.

This alien celestial, named Ku Zhe, is from the Grassland Immortal Sect, and because of his position, he is not very friendly to Wanwan, who may unify the Central Plains.

"Is it just like you?"

Meng Ju glanced at Ku Zhe with disdain and said sarcastically.

In the face of Meng Ju's sarcasm, Ku Zhe was furious on his face and snorted coldly, but he did not refute it, not because he was weak-hearted, but because he couldn't beat Meng Ju, and if he said too much, he would only bring humiliation on himself, and it didn't make any sense.

The Temple of the God of War and the Immortal Sect are two sects, although one is located in the 100,000 mountains in the southwest, and the other is located in the northern prairie, separated by thousands of miles. But these two sects can be said to be real rivals, and it is already very restrained that the two did not fight directly after meeting.

The two were able to restrain each other, in addition to the fact that the matter was very important, there was another reason, that is, they were afraid that after losing both, they would be taken advantage of by some strong people in the Central Plains.

Southern Xinjiang, grassland, Central Plains!

The grievances of these three forces have a long history, even dating back to the Yellow Emperor period.

The Temple of the God of War in Southern Xinjiang, the inheritance and the God of War Chiyou, the sect is the legendary God of War Catalogue, but thousands of years have passed, and the complete God of War Catalogue has long been lost, and only the fragments have been handed down.

This is the origin of the grievances between the God of War Temple and the various factions in the Central Plains, if it weren't for the fact that several strong people in the Central Plains joined forces to enter the God of War Temple and snatch the God of War Catalog, resulting in the loss of this peerless treasure inherited by the God of War Chiyou, their God of War Temple would not have passed on by word of mouth, so that today's cultivation method has deviated from the original God of War catalog.

Let's ask, such hatred, such hatred, such shame, how can the powerhouse of the God of War Temple let it go easily.

If the grievances between the God of War Temple and the various factions in the Central Plains can still be explained clearly, then the love and feud between the God of War Temple and the Immortal Gate is a bit bizarre and incredible.

The Immortal Gate of the Grassland Holy Land, the name of the town faction in the gate is Immortal Sun Jue!

Isn't it strange to hear this name.

This elixir of immortality can be said to have a lot to do with Guangchengzi's elixir.

At that time, a grassland boy came to the Central Plains to learn art, and accidentally obtained the Taoist treasure book longevity formula, from which he comprehended a set of peerless magic skills like fire, so as to emerge and rise rapidly. When he returned to the grassland, he opened a sect and established the Immortal Gate, which became a holy place.

Later, after the strong man of the Central Plains Taoist learned about this, he recovered the secret of longevity, but no one could comprehend the world's magic from it like the strong man of the grassland.

Perhaps because of the inheritance of the God of War Catalogue in the Southern Xinjiang God of War Temple and the God of War Chiyou, but Guangchengzi's longevity recipe was learned by the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, which led to the fact that people who practiced these two exercises, after meeting, they didn't like each other, and if they didn't kill each other, they didn't feel very comfortable.

The strong man of the Central Plains snatched the God of War Catalogue of the God of War Temple, and the Immortal Gate of the Grassland was made by stealing from the Central Plains, and the God of War Catalogue and the Immortal Recipe did not look at each other, which led to the complex grievances and hatred of the three parties, which could not be explained in one sentence or two sentences.

In addition, this involves the unconscious strength of Buddhism, which makes the world even more chaotic.

Of course, this world is chaotic, but for them these celestials, it doesn't have much impact, and it's just a game.

Wealth and glory are fleeting, and the beauty of the country is just a palm-sized place, with a red face of dry bones.

They have surpassed ordinary people too much, and their pursuit is even more lofty, how can all kinds of things in the world be compared to the broken void, become immortals, become gods, and live forever. After all, although the celestials are powerful and extraordinary, they cannot live forever, even if they are powerful, they are only five hundred longevity.

Perhaps there was once a lucky guy who crossed this line and lived to be 800 years old. But what can this be, as long as you can't break the void and become an immortal, no matter how proud you are and the world is famous, you can't escape the loess.

It is precisely for this reason that the celestials who used to look at each other unpleasantly can sit down and wait calmly for someone, waiting for someone who is said to have a way to find the Wild Goose Palace and let them become immortals and live forever.

These celestial people, even the youngest Bodhidharma has lived for more than 300 years, and most of his life has passed. The others, older, proper old monsters, were not far from the limit, and this was their last chance.

They were not worried about the existence of the Wild Goose Palace, because according to ancient records, there were two people who entered the Wild Goose Palace, and in the end, both of them eventually became gods and demons.

One of them is Guangchengzi, the teacher of the Yellow Emperor, after entering the Wild Goose Palace, he realized the method of becoming an immortal, and wrote the secret of immortality and taught it to Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

The other person is the ancestor of the Southern Xinjiang God of War Temple, the god of war Chiyou.

After Chi You entered the Wild Goose Palace, he comprehended the God of War Catalogue, the first of the four strange books, and became a generation of God of War, rebelled, and competed with Xuanyuan for the world, but unfortunately in the end, the chess was a bad move, and the soldiers were defeated and died, only the God of War Catalogue was handed down.

No one is interested in this question of how Chi You was defeated and died, but what really interests people is some of the information left by Chi You.

According to the information left by Chi You, they knew that both Guangchengzi and Xuanyuan had already ascended to immortality through the Wild Goose Palace.

It is precisely for this reason that these days people will no longer pay attention to the worldly royal power, but continue to wander the world, chasing the traces of the Wild Goose Palace.

It's a pity that time flies, and the celestials in the Tang world have died one after another, and they have never found the Wild Goose Palace. In such a situation, they are almost unable to hold on.

If it weren't for the vision of Wanwan's establishment of the Yun Dynasty this time, they wouldn't have thought about it. Especially the conditions put forward by Wanwan made their hearts hot, and they ran from Tiannan to Shaolin Temple to wait one by one.