Rain!

And at this moment, the entire Shaolin is silent in anger and unwillingness.

For many young disciples, everything today is intolerable.

There are many young disciples who have joined Shaolin because of their prestige in martial arts.

Today's everything seems to have shattered this indelible myth.

The dignified Shaolin was openly knocked on the door!

Even the abbot was killed in front of the mountain gate, isn't it a great shame to spread this, and how will Shaolin gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Especially Shaolin has been closed for five years since then!

The so-called closure of the mountain is not as simple as closing the mountain gate.

From now on, I am afraid that as long as people in the rivers and lakes talk about Shaolin, they will think of today's scene.

When did Shaolin become someone else's stepping stone!

Listening to the sound in his ears, he sighed softly, and the Buddha beads that were spinning in his hands stopped and looked up at the sky, letting the rain drip on his face.

Two of the four great monks of Shaolin have died, and I have to say that this is a great sorrow.

As a senior in the rivers and lakes, he was killed by a fledgling junior, and I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes will become the talk of the people after dinner.

After a few moments, he stepped into the Scripture Pavilion.

Inside the Pavilion of the Scriptures.

He took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to push open the door of the meditation room on the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

On the bed, an old monk in a robe slowly opened his eyes.

Under the seemingly old body, there is a faint trace of terrifying power.

Between the breaths, there was the sound of wind and thunder.

Around its body, it was surrounded by the vitality of heaven and earth, flowing slowly like mist.

A faint Buddha light emanated.

"Uncle!"

The reason for entering the pavilion sighed softly, with deep confusion on his face.

He didn't understand why Uncle Shi agreed to close the mountain.

Xuan Ming put down the Buddha beads that were turning in his hand, and Gu Jing's unwavering eyes looked at the cause gently.

"Your heart is in turmoil."

Xuan Ming's voice carried a trace of soothing power, and the soothing tone made the restless heart suddenly calm down a little.

He put one hand on his chest, shook his head and said, "Uncle Shi, because I have doubts. ”

Xuan Ming smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Confusion arises from the heart, you are in love." ”

The current abbot of Shaolin is dust, but the previous one was the Xuanming in front of him.

And Xuan Ming is also the great master in Shaolin.

In a sense, he is the real principal of Southern Shaolin.

It seems ordinary, but as a real great grandmaster, his momentum has long been restrained to the extreme.

If you close your eyes, you won't even feel that there is someone in front of you.

At the level of Xuanming, there is no need to use the Yuan Shen to draw the power of heaven and earth, and the power of heaven and earth can be attracted to come with a single move.

Don't be angry!

"Uncle Shi." Liao Yin sighed: "Do I really want to close the mountain in Shaolin?" ”

He doesn't understand!

With the heritage of Shaolin, why is it so.

Although Lin Mang is the envoy of Jinyi Wei, Shaolin has been entrenched in martial arts for so many years, and it has long been deep-rooted.

If the master made a move, why would he make this son so arrogant.

Thinking back to the tragic situation in front of the temple, his tone was imperceptibly cold: "The character revealed by acting according to this son, if he is allowed to grow, it will be a big disaster for me in Shaolin." ”

Xuan Ming's eyes lifted slightly, stared at the cause, and then slowly closed his eyes again.

A gentle voice sounded:

"Even if I make a move, what can I do?"

"He's just a Six Realms Grandmaster, even if I can win, what should the people of the rivers and lakes think?"

"What's more, if I make a move, it will inevitably cause the court to be jealous, have you ever thought about what the court should do?"

The Great Grandmaster personally attacked a Six Realms Grandmaster, and no matter whether the person died in the end or not, the imperial court had to deal with it.

Today's rivers and lakes have long been turbulent!

The great grandmaster made a move, if the imperial court did not act, wouldn't it be a matter of despise the whole world.

"Have you ever thought about what it will mean if the two Great Grandmasters make a move?"

The cause was slightly stunned.

Xuan Ming opened his eyes and glanced at Yin, and said softly: "Closing the mountain is actually the best choice for me Shaolin. ”

"If you lose, you can gain."

"Let's go back."

Xuan Ming waved his hand lightly and motioned for Yin to leave.

Because of his unwillingness, his lips moved slightly, and he stopped talking, but when he saw the look on Xuanming's face, he sighed helplessly.

Anyone who knows the existence of Xuanming knows that this person pays attention to the word "stability" in his actions.

But in the end, it's just cowardice.

Exiting the Scripture Pavilion, he looked in the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower.

"Senior Brother......

"I don't know when you'll be able to get out."

With a deep sigh, he walked into the rain, his figure drifting away.

……

In the city of Nanjing,

Cool rain is falling.

There was a chill in the air.

In the attic, the Nanjing Counselor stood at the bottom of the courtesy, his face calm.

In front of the window, a middle-aged scribe stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking at the pedestrians below with a dull gaze, his eyes were deep.

Long

The middle-aged scribe slowly turned around with a faint smile on his face.

If someone were here, they would be amazed.

Because this person is Ying Tianfu Mansion Yin - Wang Mingzhang.

"How's that treasure going?"

Wang Mingzhang walked to the table and asked with a flat expression.

Hearing this, Fang Congli shook his head and said, "It's not very moving." ”

"Although Lin Mang nominally asked me to send someone to guard it, there are several grandmasters guarding it secretly, and it is impossible to move."

"And I don't know the amount of treasure this time, only he and the military know that once I do it, I'm afraid of causing trouble."

This treasure is now a hot potato.

Of course, it would be impossible to say that you didn't have the slightest idea about this treasure in your heart.

Wang Mingzhang put down the teacup, his eyes flickered, and he chuckled: "Then what if he dies?" ”

"What?" Fang Congli was stunned for a moment, his face shocked.

Wang Mingzhang turned his head to look out the window and said softly: "I have received the exact news, he led people to the Shaolin Temple." ”

"Not only that, but he forced Shaolin to close the mountain for five years."

Fang Congli was stunned and said in disbelief: "Forced Shaolin to close the mountain? ”

Although he is in the officialdom, he is still clear about Shaolin's prestige in the rivers and lakes.

That's why it's incredible.

Wang Mingzhang bowed slightly.

Fang Congli came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "Since he can fight Shaolin, how can our people be his opponents." ”

Unless it is possible to mobilize the armies of the guards in Nanjing, but at this moment there are still two large armies stationed outside the city of Nanjing, and it is impossible to conceal the deployment of the army.

can retreat from Shaolin unharmed, and even more forced Shaolin to close the mountain, who can kill him on the rivers and lakes.

It's almost as good as looking for death!

Wang Mingzhang shook his head and smiled, picked up the teacup and tasted it, and said quietly: "Of course it can't be our shot." ”

Not only can't they make a move, but they can't have an accident in Nanjing.

If something really happened in the Ying Tianfu realm, no matter who it was, it would be difficult to escape the blame, especially if there was a treasure in front of it.

When the time comes, a crime of dereliction of duty is inevitable.

This was not what he wanted to see.

Wang Mingzhang raised his eyes to look at Fang Congli, and chuckled: "Don't forget, recently, the Nanzhen Fusi has been investigating Jiangnan Jinyiwei, and the imperial court wants to implement a new policy. ”

"Do you think those people have ideas in their hearts?"

Fang Congli nodded, then shook his head and said, "But I'm afraid they won't dare." ”

has been in Jiangnan for so long, and he still thinks he knows a little about those people.

Bully the soft and fear the hard!

Wang Mingzhang chuckled: "It's just that the interests are not big enough." ”

"Shaolin closed the mountain, I'm afraid it's more because of his identity."

There are strong masters in Shaolin, and such characters are enough to destroy all armies with their own strength, and they are no longer able to be stopped.

"If this batch of treasures leaves Jiangnan, do you think there will be people who are moved?"

Wang Mingzhang said meaningfully, turned his head to look out the window, and said calmly: "If his whereabouts are exposed, do you think anyone will be willing to give up?" ”

The world is greedy!

Even if they know that the road ahead is dangerous, as long as the benefits are big enough, even if there is only a slight possibility, it is worth their desperate efforts.

Throughout history, all officials in the court know the risks of competing for the throne, but there are still many people who stand in line, don't they know the risks?

No, they know very well that the temptation of pouring merit is too great from the dragon's merit.

Wang Mingzhang tapped lightly on the table and said in a deep voice: "Spread the news about Shaolin and Lin Mang." ”

Fang Congli was surprised: "Shouldn't this news be blocked?" ”

Wang Mingzhang's eyes narrowed slightly, shook his head and smiled: "You are wrong." ”

"Spread out through the way of Jiangnan Jinyiwei, and the wider the publicity, the better."

Fang Congli gradually came back to his senses, and a smile appeared on his face, this is the opposite.

The more this is the case, those who don't know the truth will not believe it, and they will feel that this is a deliberate exaggeration by the imperial court.

After all, that's Southern Shaolin!

Even, some people will even want to use Lin Mang to become famous.

The rivers and lakes will never escape the word fame and fortune!

……

On the official road, everyone was galloping on horseback.

Lin Mang looked at the Buddhist classics in his hand and smiled.

The heritage of this Southern Shaolin is indeed profound.

With these martial arts cheats, Jin Yiwei's secret vault can be enriched again, and it has made up for many missing exercise cheats.

But......

Although the group of bald donkeys promised to send the original in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he dared to assert that the core of the Shaolin Exercises had been hidden by them.

Of course, his real purpose was actually the initiation of relics for the Buddha.

As for whether it was a core exercise, he didn't really care.

Anyway, I don't lack it in terms of exercises.

The relics are even less useful to themselves, and it is not as convenient as cutting two grandmasters by themselves, but they are just used to improve the strength of the Jinyi Guard.

For a long time, there has been no descendant grandmaster in the Jinyi Guard under his command, and the high-level combat power is seriously lacking.

Put down the cheats in your hand, and only then did you have a little understanding of the method of this Buddhist empowerment inheritance.

After the Shaolin monk passed away, he would take the initiative to condense his true yuan and practice perception into the relics.

However, different people, the relics condensed in the end are naturally different, and it is also unknown how much power can be stored in the relics.

What really matters is the perception of the exercises, and in layman's terms, this thing is a bit like the skill experience pill.

Directly instilling the content of martial arts in the relics inheritors.

Lin Mang took out a relic.

The golden relics exude a faint crystal luster, and there is a faint flow of true yuan on its surface.

"Yan Jue!"

Lin Mang sighed, turned his head to look at Yan Jue, who was riding a horse, and asked, "Do you know the relics of the Buddha Gate?" ”

"Yes." Yan Jue nodded, and his eyes suddenly met the relics in Lin Mang's hand.

"Any ideas?"

Lin Mang smiled and raised the relics in his hand.

In the entire Jinyi Guard, there is no more suitable person than Yan Jue.

He was originally born in Shaolin, and he practiced Shaolin exercises, so his use of the power of relics must be higher than ordinary people.

Yan Jue's expression was hot, and he said solemnly: "Thank you, sir!" ”

has been following Lin Mang for so long, and he is also familiar with Lin Mang's code of conduct.

It seems to be extremely ruthless to outsiders, but for Jinyiwei, he is a rare boss.

He can let so many Jinyi guards work for him, not because of his personal charm, nor is it a slogan for the country and the people, but a real benefit.

"Stop!"

Lin Mang raised his hand and motioned for the army to stop.

The two chose a secluded place, and Lin Mang motioned for Yan Jue to sit down cross-legged.

Looking at the relics in his hand, a spiritual force pulled out.

In an instant, the Buddha shines brightly among the relics.

The people around the bright Buddha light could barely open their eyes.

In the dark, there seemed to be the sound of chanting.

"Amitabha~"

Accompanied by a melodious Buddha name, an illusory figure slowly appeared on the relics.

It was a brave man in armor, armed with a sword, covered in blood.

Lin Mang pointed out, and his spiritual power dragged the Relic Buddha light into Yan Jue's body.

The so-called empowerment method is a special spiritual method that uses spiritual power to draw the remaining imprints in the relics, and then to attract the power in the relics.

"Boom!"

A loud roar was heard out of thin air, and the air wave overflowed.

Yan Jue's body was surrounded by qi.

Layers of Buddha light shrouded down, and the power in the relics poured into Yan Jue's body.

The spiritual imprint contained in the relics was even more engraved in Yan Jue's mind.

Gradually, Yan Jue's momentum gradually increased, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Tiangang Ninefold.

The power in the relics poured out like a long river.

Yan Jue's realm did not break through, but instead a cold sword intent emerged.

It was an unyielding sword intent in adversity, and there was a faint sound of the neighing of war horses.

Jin Ge Iron Horse!

This is the will contained in the relics.

Of course, as the inheritor of the relics, you can also choose to give up this sword intent.

However, in this way, the realm will not be broken, and most of the power contained in the relics will also collapse, and only a small part will remain.

After a while, Yan Jue resolutely chose this sword intent.

The sword intent quietly disappeared.

Yan Jue's momentum climbed to a peak in an instant, and then it was like a torrent pouring out, out of control.

Heaven and earth are roaring!

One Realm Grandmaster!

Grandmaster of the Second Realm!

Grandmaster of the Three Realms!

In an instant, Yan Jue had reached the Three Realms Grandmaster, and his qi and blood were extremely vigorous.

Not far away, Pixiu's eyes widened violently, staring at this scene with incredible eyes.

Then he quietly turned his head and swept the jade box in the distance.

One step, two steps, three steps......

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the air suddenly rose!

Pixiu turned into an arc of electricity, came to the jade box in the blink of an eye, and then swallowed the jade box in one gulp.

Lin Mang looked startled.

Seeing Pixiu's actions, the whole person was stunned.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a thunderclap, and an astonishing thunderbolt fell from the depths of the firmament.

Pixiu was instantly bathed in thunder.

An extremely depressing aura came to the face, threatening the Quartet.

The horse neighed uneasily.

One by one, they scattered in terror, perhaps lying on the ground.

In the thunder light, Pixiu's eyes widened, and he soon roared in shock.

The typical self scared himself.

"Roar~"

This sound is like the roar of a lion in Buddhism, and its long chant shakes the sky.

The air wave is bursting!

The ground was even more rolled up with a thick layer of dust.

With one step, a thunderous light rippled from under his feet, and a large piece of ground was sunken.

- Shaolin seventy-two stunt King Kong palm.

Lin Mang looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Can this Buddhist relics also be used?

How does the key effect feel better than Yan Jue?

Next, Pixiu showed the Shaolin Monument Wrestler, the Shaolin Tiger Claw Hand, and the legs that follow the shadow......

Lin Mang sighed lightly, quite helpless.

A great master's relic was swallowed by Pixiu like this.

And at this moment, Pixiu's state is a little strange.

If it is purely about strength, Pixiu is only comparable to the Dollar God Realm Grandmaster, but the strange thing is that it can pull the power of heaven and earth.

From time to time, it will cause thunder to land, and the sky is mighty.

It can only be said that the beasts of heaven and earth are indeed a little extraordinary.

Yan Jue, who woke up on the side, was very devastated, and the joy just now was gone.

The brocade guards stared at Pixiu with shocked faces, wailing in their hearts.

It's better to live than a mount!

Lin Mang retracted his gaze and shouted softly: "Pixiu! ”

Pixiu flew over, then tilted his head and stared at Lin Mang.

The look in his eyes...... Eager.

Then, Lin Mang stretched out his hand.

I didn't see any superfluous movements, but a majestic power was gathered in my palm.

It's like a river rolling, and the power is terrifying.

In an instant, a palm pressed on the top of Pixiu's head, pressing its body and descending, and its head hung to the ground.

Retracting his palm, Lin Mang turned over and jumped on Pixiu, and said in a deep voice: "Continue on your way." ”

As soon as the words fell, Pixiu jumped out like a sharp arrow, leaving only a vague trail of light in the air.

The cold wind is blowing in my ears!

An icy chill hit my face.

Countless scenes quickly passed in front of you.

Lin Mang was secretly shocked, so fast.

It was faster than he could have traveled.

It seems that Pixiu has gained far more benefits than he imagined.

……

When Lin Mang led the Jinyi Guard back to Nanjing City, the news had spread throughout Nanjing City.

Many Jianghu forces have been coerced by Jinyiwei to suppress Southern Shaolin.

It's just a sensation, but this matter still caused a lot of heated discussions.

Many are even more skeptical.

Sometimes people are like this, even if they believe it in their hearts, they still won't admit it with their mouths.

Walking on the streets of Nanjing, many people from the rivers and lakes cast strange eyes along the way.

Everyone's eyes converged on Lin Mang's body, and their eyes flickered.

Everyone whispered about it, and Lin Mang didn't say a word, and they all knew it.

Lin Mang frowned slightly.

Regarding Shaolin, even if it spreads quickly, it shouldn't be so fast, right?

Lin Mang turned his head and glanced at Tang Qi.

Tang Qi comprehended, and quickly rode his horse and led a few people to ride away.

Everyone returned to the temporary station of Jinyiwei in Nanjing City.

Not long after, Tang Qi returned and arched his hand: "My lord, there have been a lot of rumors in Nanjing recently, and there are many storytellers who are telling about the events in front of Shaolin Mountain, and the content is very clear. ”

"It's just that the source of this matter has not yet been investigated."

Lin Mang bowed slightly, knocked lightly on the table, and said lightly: "Send someone to invite Master Fang." ”

"Yes!" Tang Qi gave up his hand and left.

Not long after, Fang Congli came from outside the hall.

"Lin Zhen Fu Envoy!"

Fang Congli bowed and saluted.

Lin Mang lowered his head and drank tea, as if he was ignoring it.

After a while, Lin Mang slowly raised his eyes, put down the teacup, and said calmly: "Fang Congli, are you guilty?" ”

Fang Congli took a breath of cold air and was at a loss.

What do I know?

I'm sorry, there are only so many today, and it's more than 5 o'clock after the funeral today, and everyone in the countryside should know that there are all kinds of exquisiteness, and it will be even later to come back and entertain people. I was so tired that I was ready to sleep.

(End of chapter)