"Old monk, you are ......"

Zhao Yu saw that more than 3,000 people had recovered, and immediately wanted to take them out of this cave purgatory.

But at this time, the old monk had no intention of leaving, but walked a little into the cave, sat cross-legged on the cold ground, and folded his hands.

"The causes of evil are all caused by Shaolin, and the fruits of evil are tasted by being a monk."

The old monk looked at the dark cave in front of him, and said to Zhao Yu in a low voice: "The donor's merit is immeasurable, but seeing that God has the virtue of a good life, the old monk licked his face and begged the donor to leave Shaolin a trace of incense!" ”

Although the old monk's words were cloudy and foggy, Zhao Yu still understood the meaning.

He knew very well in his heart that Zhao Yu had traveled all the way and specially selected those sect gangs with a lot of inheritance.

In order to cut off the martial arts from the middle, in this way, it will not take a hundred years at all, at most thirty years, and there will be no more masters in the world.

At first, the old monk didn't understand it, but looking at the thousands of 'demons' who were suppressed in the cave, the old monk suddenly understood.

Although Zhao Yu's approach is a bit bloody, in the long run, it may not be a good thing for the common people in the world.

The intention of Shaolin is not to dominate the martial arts, but to promote Buddhism, and the Dharma patriarch left a martial arts inheritance, not to compete for fame and fortune, but to protect the Dharma and subdue demons.

It's just that with the passage of time, with Shaolin's emphasis on martial arts, the path of cultivation has diverged.

"Can you guarantee that there won't be a second Wujie in Shaolin Temple?"

Zhao Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the old monk sitting upright.

It is not difficult to bypass Shaolin, but since this place is a martial arts master, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no mistakes after leaving a trace of inheritance.

"Does the donor remember Xuan Ci?"

The great monk didn't look back, but asked softly.

Xuan Ci?

Zhao Yu was stunned, isn't this the last time Jiang Yuyan was tried by the martial arts in the world, was it really the host of Shaolin......

Zhao Yu didn't answer, just nodded.

"The child of the abbot of Xuanci is now in the Shaolin Temple, although he is dull, but he has a deep Buddha relationship......"

"Xuzhu?"

Zhao Yumeng remembered that at the beginning, that guy was swallowed by Jiang Yuyan with a flower graft to swallow the internal strength and cultivation of his body, but he did not hurt his life.

Although the father somewhat smeared the Shaolin Temple, after all, it is the only bloodline of the abbot, and the Shaolin Temple can still tolerate it.

"That's a good idea......"

Zhao Yu didn't wait for the great monk to speak, and immediately nodded.

Others don't say it, this Xuzhu can easily find from Zhao Yu's memory to several contacts before and after, his obsession with Buddhism far exceeds that of martial arts.

After being abolished and cultivated, this guy was even more determined to study Buddhism.

He's a good candidate.

……

Zhao Yu walked out of Muren Alley with more than 3,000 people, just when Zhao Yu passed through the eighteen bronze people guarding the pass.

Eighteen people saw the thousands of people behind Zhao Yu, and the leader sighed slightly, and did not stop him.

All the way out of the annex garden, to the lion forest.

The strong smell of blood still permeated the air, and the Shaolin monks stared at Bu Jingyun and Erha and the others not far away with red eyes.

The killing intent in the eyes of these monks was a little more chilling than that of ordinary bandits.

Martial arts is the process of refining qi and blood and muscles and bones, and the more qi and blood there are, the more dry the heart will be, which cannot be calmed by reciting the scriptures twice.

"Evil ...... Devil?! ”

After seeing those monks, the thousands of people behind Zhao Yu were so frightened that their faces were colorless, even if Zhao Yu was in front, they were all trembling and didn't dare to step forward.

Thirteen years ago, it was a person like these bald monks in front of him who robbed them from the surrounding farmers' homes.

He cut off more than a thousand children's heads in front of them with his own hands, and then the man was tired of killing, so he used the curse of a thousand afterlife spells on them.

Thirteen years, no one or ghost, in the dark cave, they spent thirteen years in a state of confusion.

It's really impossible to survive, can't die!

So at this moment, seeing those red-eyed monks again, and these people behind him who had just escaped, they couldn't help but be afraid in their hearts.

"Erha."

Zhao Yu didn't move, just stood behind the monks and shouted.

Erha quickly swept past the monk in the middle and came to Zhao Yu.

"Take a team of people and move these classics out of the Scripture Pavilion, and don't miss any of them!"

Zhao Yu reached into his arms and took out a palm-sized white silk, on which the name of the classic book was densely written.

This white silk was torn off by the old monk from under his monk's robe, and the classics recorded on it are hidden in Shaolin's martial arts treasures, either explicitly or secretly.

The old monk swept the land of the Scripture Pavilion for more than 40 years, and naturally knew the books and classics of the entire Scripture Pavilion well.

"Command!"

Erha took the white silk, and then beckoned, and more than 20 yakshasas stood out behind him, and followed Erha in the direction of this scripture pavilion.

looked at Zhao Yu's orders, and as soon as he came up, he was about to serve the Shaolin martial arts classics.

Naturally, the chiefs and elders stopped doing it.

The first seat of the Dharma Academy even poked the tin staff in his hand to the ground and shouted: "All the monks are with this seat, protecting the Dharma and subduing demons!" ”

As the words of the first seat of the Dharma Academy fell, the rest of the people immediately picked up the equipment in their hands and stopped them menacingly.

At this time, Zhao Yu looked at Bu Jingyun unhurriedly, and said softly: "Kill!" ”

The cold light flickered, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

Bu Jingyun held the sword in one hand, and the Dao Dao sword shot out from the sword of defeat, and went straight to the monks to kill.

The leading elders immediately made a move, wanting to stop the step.

But they didn't want to, when they stepped five steps away from the shocking clouds, their bodies seemed to be in the middle of evil, frozen in place.

Bu Jingyun's talent, even Zhao Yu grinned when he saw it.

After so many fierce battles, this guy's kendo cultivation was almost the same as the original Sword Saint outside the Peerless City.

The sword intent revealed by the Sword of Defeat had vaguely the prototype of Sword Twenty-three.

Within five steps, martial artists who could not break free from the entanglement of his sword qi would all fall into the kind of exotic space covered by the twenty-three swords, at the mercy of others.

In addition to Bu Jingyun, the other yaksha also shot at this time, and when the black sword was raised, a human head fell to the ground.

……

In the capital, a fast horse galloped in from Dongzhimen.

When the guards saw the apricot yellow flag on the horseback, they immediately scolded the surrounding soldiers and civilians to give way, and then opened the middle gate.

On top of the horse, a post guard held the reins of the horse in one hand and an imperial seal scroll in the other, and rushed straight into the Dongzhi Gate.

The people and horses did not rest, all the way to the gate of Chengtian.

The postman turned over and dismounted, and ran towards Chengtianmen quickly, shouting as he ran: "Tianjin Wei Emergency!" ”

When he came to the gate of Chengtian, a guard blocked the way of the post man and said, "Where did the emergency come from?" ”

"Tianjin Guard, Soldier Division!"

The man came to the guard, raised the imperial seal scroll in his hand, and said in a loud voice.

Soldier Division......

When I heard these three words before, I guess it felt like a trivial matter, but now when I hear these three words, the captain of the guard trembles.

More than a month ago. The earth-shattering battle in the imperial city is still in front of us, and what shocks all parties is the new firearms displayed by the War Division.

The current military division, whether in the emperor's mind or in the hearts of hundreds of officials, is extremely heavy.

Even the commander of the army on the nine sides had to nod his head to the head of the military division who was supposed to be only the fifth grade!

"Let's go!"

The lieutenant briefly inspected the officer, and then immediately asked his men to open the side door.

And when the side door was just opened, a little eunuch in brocade clothes also walked out quickly, and immediately stepped forward after seeing the post guard holding the imperial seal.

"Quick, Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time, come with us!"

The eunuch led the guard, walked quickly into the Chengtian Gate, walked all the way through the dragon road, and came directly to the front of the Fengtian Palace.

"Father-in-law, this ......"

Seeing that the eunuch was about to move forward, the post guard hesitated a little.

His ancestors have been post pawns for several generations, and even such things as the fall of the Nine Sides and the rebellion of the vassal kings have been passed on.

I haven't heard of any post guards who can enter the Jinluan Palace!

Looking at the posture of the father-in-law, he didn't want to take over the imperial seal in his hand for him.

"Your Majesty has a decree to let you enter the palace to face the king!"

The eunuch glanced at the postman who had stopped walking, and then whispered.

"Huh?!"

The postman's eyes widened, completely confused as to what was happening.

"Ah, what, do you want Your Majesty to come out and invite you in person?"

The eunuch himself was a little anxious, and at this moment, he looked at the hesitant post guard, and scolded in a low voice angrily.

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

The postman shook his head repeatedly, and then took a few steps to keep up with the footsteps of the eunuch.

Fortunately, after the eunuch went up the steps, he did not walk towards the Fengtian Temple, but only came to a side hall.

Seeing that it was a side hall, the post man breathed a sigh of relief.

In his eyes, the side hall could not be as high as the main hall.

But what he didn't understand was that since Emperor Taizu of the previous dynasty, officials in the world wanted to enter this side hall with their heads squeezed.

Fengtian Hall is the main hall of the courtiers, and those who may enter this side hall are the central ministers and the emperor's henchmen.

"Your Majesty, Tianjin Guards are waiting for the order outside the palace."

When the eunuch came to the side hall, he did not immediately push the door in, but leaned in front of the crack in the door and said softly.

In the side hall, the eunuch on duty at the door heard this, turned around and bowed down and walked quickly from one side to the bottom of the Nine Dragons Steps.

"Your Majesty, people have arrived outside the palace."

As the words of the eunuch on duty fell, everyone present looked at it reluctantly.

Jiang Yuyan nodded, and Ying Yue, who was standing on the side, waved her hand.

The little eunuch bent down and retreated nine steps, then turned around and walked quickly to the gate, where another little eunuch slowly opened the side door of the side hall.

Of course, it's the side door, is it possible to let the new emperor open the middle door to welcome a post man?

As the side door opened, the postman lowered his head and walked into the side hall with his heart in full swing.

I don't know if it's because the threshold is too high or because I'm nervous, when this post guard enters the side hall, he stumbles.

Fortunately, the eunuch on duty on the side was quick-eyed, otherwise this would be a dog to gnaw when he first entered the emperor's sight, and it would be a lot of fun.

"Your Majesty, the head of the War Division sent a villain to spread the word, and the thirty-six giant ships have already taken shape......

As he spoke, the postman raised his hands above his head with the imperial seal silk in his hand.

Lian Xing walked down quickly, took the silk silk from the hand of the post man, and then quickly returned to Jiang Yuyan's side and handed the silk silk over.

The silk silk slowly unfolds, depicting a large, intricate ship.

Although on this silk silk, it is not majestic, but just looking at the outline, it makes people feel refreshed.

And these are the things that Zhao Yu commissioned to be developed by Ah Fa Bing Si when he left the capital.

Although the new dynasty has a lot of land and resources, it is not inexhaustible.

And Zhao Yu understands that at this time, shipping is the biggest cornucopia, as long as the shipping is opened, along the coastal canal, the economy will make great progress.

Of course, Zhao Yu's shipping was different from the original Yongle period, when Lord Zheng went west to preach the majesty of the Middle-earth Celestial Empire.

When Lord Zheng went to the West, he almost walked all the way and sent all the way.

Almost half of the rare items such as silk, porcelain, and tea on dozens of merchant ships were given away for free.

This is completely contrary to Zhao Yu's philosophy. His mind is to get back the most generous reward at the least cost.

Before, when Zhao Yu saw the smoke and soil sent to Fengtian Hall by those foreign merchants, he understood that this matter could not be delayed any longer.

The man slammed into the muzzle of his gun and cleaned him up. But who can guarantee that once the sea freight opens, will someone continue to risk killing their heads and smuggle that thing in?

After Jiang Yuyan read it, she handed the silk silk down.

Zhang Wei glanced at it a few times, but he felt that it looked good, but as for the doorway, he couldn't say clearly.

After all, for him, the first assistant, how to fool the land in the hands of your stomach is a serious matter.

The silk silk was passed to the hands of the military department, and after the guy looked at it a few times, he pointed out the drawbacks.

It's just that this guy is also an old oilman, and it can be seen that the emperor is very interested in this thing, so he didn't point out the drawbacks.

It's just that the proportion of fine iron in this ship is so huge, I am afraid that it is a little impractical to sail only by sails and manpower.

And as soon as his words fell, the post man who was kneeling on the ground told Ah Fa what he had taught him when he was leaving, everything he had said.

Everyone was naturally confused, but as an official in the court, especially in front of the emperor, even if they really didn't understand, they had to pretend to be enlightened.

……

Zhao Yu left Shaomuro Mountain and spent the night in the town below the mountain.

Early the next morning, when Zhao Yu was about to continue south, a letter falcon landed on his horse's back.

Zhao Yu took the bamboo tube from the falcon's leg and took out the secret note inside.

"So fast?"

After seeing the above record clearly, Zhao Yudu raised his eyebrows.

Originally, in his opinion, he confessed to Ah Fa, and it was impossible to have eyebrows without three or five months.

But I don't want to, it's only been less than half a month, and this guy has already been tinkering with eight or nine.

Then, Zhao Yu conceded and Jingyun continued to go south with all the Yakshas, and he took Erha and Hua Meng, as well as the more than 3,000 people, and turned the water route and went straight to Tianjin Wei.