Chapter 62: The Son of Heaven's Incarnation

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Even Cheng Shifei, a little gangster who survived in society when he was a child, was stunned by Lin Fei for a moment not long after, and he had already believed most of what he said.

The anger at the unfair fate of his father Gu Santong, the hatred for Zhu's ignorance of despicable and shamelessness, and the expectation for his mother who has not yet met him, all kinds of emotions are mixed in his mind.

The mood is even more complicated than to say.

Lin Fei patted Cheng's shoulder, and said earnestly: "I have completely told you about my life experience, it is up to you to decide whether to repay this revenge or not." ā€

Seeing that Cheng Cheng gritted his teeth and looked like he was struggling with thoughts in his mind, Lin Fei knew that his goal had been achieved.

Looking at him like this, it goes without saying that this plan has also succeeded. With the heart of right and wrong, revenge can be said to be a sure thing.

Really.

"Of course." Cheng raised his head, and the light of hatred was brewing in his eyes. "Zhu ignored the life, I must take it. Before taking his life, I want him to kneel in front of my father's bones and kowtow to admit his mistake! ā€

Immediately, Cheng Fei's eyes moved to Lin Fei's face.

"Since you are telling me this, it is definitely not just a matter of telling me about your background. You also have a grudge against Zhu Wuzhi, do you want to pull me along and find Zhu Wuzhi for revenge? ā€

Lin Fei's face was calm and calm.

"You can think so. However, with your current skills, if you want to kill Zhu Ignorance, it is wishful thinking, and you can't even beat the four spies of the Dragon Guardian Villa under him. The martial arts of the ancient three links, you have not integrated it at all. In this way, you follow me first, and I can guide you in your spare time to help you digest the skills of the ancient three links as soon as possible and turn them into your own use. ā€

"Good!"

Cheng Shifei's eyes flashed like two stars, and he agreed very simply.

With Lin Fei, a peerless master who rivals Zhu Wuzhi to help him, I believe that the skill on his body that he obtained from his father's ancient three links will soon be integrated by him, and then he will have the capital to find Zhu Wuzhi for revenge.

However, he seemed to remember something again.

"My mother, you said it's still in Zhu Ignorance's hands......"

Cheng Shifei was thinking about whether to take advantage of this time to save his mother, but Lin Fei interrupted him.

"There is no urgency in this matter. I think Zhu Wuzhi must have hidden her in a hidden place, it's not so easy to find, at this time, it's better to go to Shaolin, Zhu Wuzhi will appear in Shaolin, and then look for a chance to see if you can take it down, and then it's much easier to find your mother. ā€

"Zhu will also go to Shaolin if he ignores it?" Cheng Shifei was a little surprised.

The corners of Lin Fei's mouth curled, and he said affirmatively: "Of course, Shaolin is the first step for him to conquer the rivers and lakes, and he has to come." ā€

"Then go to Shaolin." Success is the way of right and wrong.

"Let's go."

Lin Fei said softly, this trip is not a waste of time and effort, at least there is a valuable guy, and he will always be able to use it against Zhu Wuzhi in the future.

……

Songshan, Shaolin Temple.

This thousand-year-old temple, in the past, most of the people who came were pilgrims who burned incense and worshiped the Buddha and prayed for blessings, but now they are people from the rivers and lakes who carry swords and swords and short shirts.

In front of the entire Shaolin Mountain Gate, you can see an endless stream of martial arts heroes and heroes of the rivers and lakes ascending here, and under the guidance of one by one knowing the guest monks, they enter the mountain gate.

Inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The Shaolin abbot in the yellow monk's robe, red robe, and holding a Vajra Zen staff was empty, and after listening to the speech of the yellow-clothed monk who came in to report, his face was a little more sad.

When the yellow-clothed monk retreated, he looked at the few disciples who were standing still and reciting the scriptures not far from him.

"Amitabha, you still have to come, junior brothers, come with me to welcome the saint."

The rest of the people in yellow robes and robes were wrapped in the heads of each courtyard, and they raised their palms and silently recited a Buddha name, as if there was an indescribable compassion.

At this time, several figures stepped into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, not monks and monks, but the people at the head had a kind of holy prestige atmosphere in heaven and earth.

"No need, I'm here myself."

In the world, the only person who can call himself 'I' is when Zizhu ignores one person today, and this person is naturally him.

"The old man is empty, and he has seen the emperor."

The abbot bowed and saluted Zhu Ignorance. The rest of the Shaolin courtyards also bowed to Zhu Wuzhi.

"Let's be flat."

As soon as he entered, Zhu ignored the majesty of his Son of Heaven, and the purple qi of the imperial road above his head was steaming up, and a kind of coercion spread throughout the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Although Likong and the others were aware of it, they didn't dare to point it out, so they let it be.

"This time I came to Shaolin, I did not expose the news of the private visit, the abbot knows why." Zhu ignored and said suddenly.

Likong bowed slightly, and replied: "The emperor is the ninety-five, what he does and thinks, how can the old man be a monk." ā€

"Shaolin thousand-year-old temple, the inheritance has not been broken for a long time, and it is also the one who holds the bull's ear in the martial arts rivers and lakes, and it has been sitting on the first throne for hundreds of years."

Zhu ignored the words, and the preface did not match the afterword, which made the minds of Kong and the others a little unable to turn, and they didn't quite understand the meaning.

"I am the lord of the world, the lord of the ninety-five. All the rivers and mountains in the Ming Dynasty are owned by me. I am also willing to carry on the past and forge ahead in the future, so that the Ming Dynasty will spread all over the world. Of course, accomplishing this feat is a long-term solution, not a one-day effort. ā€

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, only Zhu ignored the voice resounding, three feet around the beam.

"In the court, I have finished rectifying, and the next step is the entire huge rivers and lakes. Shaolin is the martial arts Taishan Beidou, I don't know if I am willing to contribute some modest strength to my ambition feats? ā€

Zhu's ignorant gaze seemed to be a firework, and the purple qi of the Imperial Road above his head was swirling with mist, making his Heavenly Son's aura even stronger, full of the majesty of the Holy Dao.

Faintly, the sky and the first seat were taken by this breath, and their hearts were a little trance, and there was a kind of suppressed subconscious that they couldn't raise their heads.

"There are a lot of rumors in the outside world about the capital, but I know that Shaolin is indispensable. Help me to remove the calamities of the court, so as to avoid the intrusion of internal troubles, and can be autocratic outside. Based on this, I made a private visit to Shaolin and discussed with the abbot to hold a martial arts conference. The world's martial arts work together to help the imperial court, get out of the Ming Dynasty, and unify the whole world. ā€

"I don't know if the abbot wants to."

A pair of deep purple pupils emerged from Zhu's ignorant eyes, but anyone who noticed it had a feeling of being lost in the endless whirlpool in the dark.

Likong and the heads of the various courtyards were affected by this, and their faces showed a sluggish and confused look.

This is Zhu ignoring the use of "The Son of Heaven to Descend to the World", with the imperial luck of Daming Sheji, to force these Shaolin bald donkeys to surrender.

Seeing the success, a grand and compassionate Buddha voice broke in, affecting the original flawless plan, and causing Sora and the others to wake up.

"Amitabha, the emperor's actions are really detrimental to the name of the Son of Heaven."