Even if he succeeded in breaking through to the realm of Yipin before the Golden Seal War, I am afraid that it will be useless.

Because, the sect master of the Demon Sect is also a strong man of martial arts.

Moreover, it is also a veteran brand that has broken through for decades.

What's more, now even the three princes of the Tang Kingdom have been involved.

At this thought, the abbot of Xuanbei couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.

It must be known that the three princes of the Tang Kingdom are not unusual people.

As the most powerful contender for the position of the crown prince of the Tang Kingdom, he is a legend in his own right.

The third prince, who joined the army at a young age, has been on the battlefield for more than 20 years.

In the past 20 years, he has fought in all directions, expanded the territory of the Tang Kingdom, and made immortal contributions.

Today.

He has been known as the first god of war in the Tang Dynasty and has great prestige in the army.

In addition, his own martial arts cultivation is ranked second-class.

A martial arts second rank who is less than forty years old!

Thinking that this person had actually become a community of interests with the Demon Sect, Abbot Xuanbei suddenly felt that one head and two were big.

After taking a deep breath, Abbot Xuanbei suddenly spoke.

"I think my father-in-law kissed Shaolin this time, it should not be just to congratulate Emperor Tang on his birthday!"

The old eunuch responded with a smile: "Okay, since the abbot is quick to talk, then I won't continue to beat around the bush!"

"The main purpose of our family coming with the Seven Princes this time is to reach a strategic alliance with your temple!"

"Strategic alliances?"

Hearing this, Xuan Bei couldn't help frowning.

"That's right!"

Nodding, the old eunuch continued to explain.

"Since the three princes can join forces with the Demon Sect, why can't your temple form an alliance with us?"

"If the abbot is willing, we can assure your temple a little!"

"Even before Shaolin and the Demon Sect have decided the real victory or defeat in the Golden Seal War, the hands of the three princes will definitely not be able to reach out to your Shaolin Temple!"

As the old eunuch's words settled, Abbot Xuanbei's gaze suddenly fell on the golden dragon chariot and fell silent again.

To tell the truth, the alliance between the Demon Sect and the Three Princes is a foregone conclusion.

According to the current situation, Shaolin Temple really needs a reliable ally.

And this ally must also have a certain strength.

Not to mention anything else, at least it must be able to solve the pressure brought by the three princes of the Tang Kingdom.

Using the royal family to balance the royal family is a clever idea.

It's just that the abbot of Xuanbei is a little uncertain.

The so-called Seven Princes in front of him, does he have the ability to compete with the Three Princes!

It is rumored that these seven princes were obtained by the Tang Emperor in his later years.

Although the former was deeply loved by the Tang Emperor, it was too immature compared with the three princes who had lived in the court for a long time.

But just when the abbot of Xuanbei hesitated-

A clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

"I think what puzzles the abbot is that Yuan Ling He De can compete with the Three Emperor Brothers!"

On the dragon's chariot, the bead curtain swayed.

A young figure in a gorgeous costume appeared directly in front of everyone.

And this person is the seventh prince of the Tang Kingdom - Li Yuanling!

He wears a white jade crown with bundled hair, black hair like a waterfall, skin like snow condensation, face like peach petals, eyebrows like ink paintings, and sideburns like knife cuts, like a person who has come out of a painting!

The whole person looks like he is only in his early twenties.

But his whole body always has a trace of calm and extraordinary bearing.

However, these are not what Abbot Xuanbei cares about.

What he cared about was.

On the body of the third prince, he actually vaguely felt a trace of the breath of a three-rank peak martial artist.

This moment!

Xuan Bei was really shocked.

It must be known that in the realm of martial arts, one product and one heavy sky.

Even if ordinary people have practiced martial arts since childhood, they want to cultivate to the realm of the upper three grades.

Even if you are talented, it will take decades to say the least.

But a twenty-year-old three-rank martial artist!

To be honest, he has lived for most of his life, and he really has never heard of it.

No wonder these seven princes dare to compete with the three princes!

It turned out that his martial arts talent was so demonic.

The abbot of Xuanbei quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

Long.

I saw him take a deep breath, fold his hands, and speak slowly.

"The sincerity of the Seven Princes, the poor monk already knows!"

"It's just that for thousands of years, I, Shaolin, have never participated in the battles between the courts!"

"This matter is related to the thousand-year-old reputation of this temple, even if I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple, I can't make a claim in this matter, whether to cooperate, I still need to discuss with your brothers!"

"It's better for His Royal Highness the Prince to stay in my Shaolin for one night today."

"Tomorrow at the latest, the poor monk will definitely give an accurate answer to the Seventh Prince, I don't know what His Royal Highness thinks?"

The Seventh Prince nodded and said with a smile: "In that case, then I will wait for the abbot's good news!" ”

The abbot of Xuanbei responded with his head bowed, "Amitabha! ”