When Lin Mang returned from the back mountain, the cleanup of the entire battlefield outside the Shaolin Temple had basically ended.

The corpses were piled up, and the blood seemed to stain the entire mountaintop.

On the stone steps leading to the bottom of the mountain, blood flowed slowly.

There was a thick smell of blood in the air.

Some brocade guards sorted out the bodies of their colleagues and quietly set them aside.

Lin Mang just ordered everyone to bring their bodies back.

No matter how smooth the battle is, it is impossible not to die.

They are brocade guards, not ordinary people, since they wear this sword, death is inevitable.

He doesn't need people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Only by going through a series of battles and battles can we grow up quickly.

In just three years, Jinyiwei has been able to make a name for itself, and in addition to bloody methods, it also has the strength to grow rapidly.

Foreign plunder is always the fastest means of accumulating wealth.

Jinyiwei slaughtered the family, and nearly thirty percent of the profits will go to Jinyiwei itself.

Abundant resources, enough to quickly increase their strength.

Grandmasters need to value talent, but below the grandmaster, in the final analysis, it is just a kind of accumulation of resources.

"Hou Ye~"

The crowd saluted.

There was almost a hint of fanaticism in everyone's eyes.

For these low-level Jinyi guards, they don't think about it that much at all, and they only know that from today onwards, Shaolin Temple will be removed from the rivers and lakes.

And they are the participants in this battle.

This is enough to be recorded in the family tree and passed down from generation to generation.

Although Jinyiwei is the identity of the imperial court, with the prestige of Shaolin in the rivers and lakes, his status is not bad.

Even all the previous exploits are inferior to this battle.

Yuan Changqing stood aside, his eyes slightly closed, and the aura on his body floated rapidly.

Lin Mangyan glanced at him and secretly exclaimed.

This guy is the child of destiny in this world, right?

In every age of the world, there will always be one or two people who are extremely talented.

Zhang Sanfeng in the past, Yuan Changqing now.

Obviously, Yuan Changqing has realized it again.

In the previous battle, I don't know how many great masters participated in the battle, and the sword before dying even surpassed the level of the realm of heaven and man.

But ordinary people, even if they see it, can't understand anything from it.

Lin Mang looked at Luo Baiqiu and said calmly: "Shouldn't Ben Hou be given an explanation for this matter?" ”

Luo Baiqiu was slightly stunned, bitter in his heart.

From the beginning, he did not leave and could not leave.

Although Lin Mang was focused on the battle with Shaolin, with three great masters watching him, he was powerless even if he wanted to leave.

What's more, this time the cooperation between the Demon Dao and the imperial court was promoted by him, and now there are thousands of people in the entire Demon Dao, and he will go back alone, how should he explain?

Luo Baiqiu smiled bitterly and sighed: "Master Hou, this matter ......"

The words came to an abrupt end, but they came to an abrupt end.

What should he say?

The people of the Demon Dao turned against each other in a vain attempt to take advantage of Lin Mang, and anyone would feel angry about this matter.

But Lin Mang did not hesitate to kill the three great masters of the Demon Dao, and slaughtered the entire Demon Dao disciples, should he also talk about it?

Everything he had worked so hard to plan turned out to be in vain.

Lin Mang said calmly: "Do you know why Ben Hou didn't kill you?" ”

Luo Baiqiu sighed, bowed slightly, and arched his hand: "Luo Baiqiu...... Meet Master Hou! ”

"From now on, Bai Qiu is willing to be a lackey for Master Hou!"

He is the genius of the Demon Palace, and he is also recognized as the next palace master of the Demon Palace, and he is also the leader of the younger generation of the Demon Dao.

In less than the year of the Mandate of Heaven, he reached the Great Grandmaster, and this kind of talent is already extremely strong.

If you count by age, you are even younger than Yuan Changqing.

Once upon a time, he was Top Gun and didn't take anyone seriously.

Even this Marquis of Wu An, he didn't take it to heart.

His ambition is to one day be able to carry forward the Demon Dao, restore the Demon Palace to its former glory, and unify all factions in the Central Plains.

But after today, he has only one identity......

The lackeys of the court Wu Anhou!

He still cares more about life than fame.

Lin Mang slowly retracted his gaze, looked at the temple in front of him, and said calmly: "Move everything in the temple back." ”

In the entire Shaolin, the most important thing is the martial arts cheats in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

There are many things, not even the secret vault of the brocade guard.

Although the various sects handed over the martial arts inheritance at the beginning, how many of them were really handed over.

Many of the core exercises were not included in the imperial court at all.

The Bodhidharma Thirty-Three Days Sword that was cast before was not included.

What's more, many of the cheats in the Jinyi Guard's secret vault are not known how many years ago.

The wealth left behind by Shaolin is enough to make Jinyiwei's strength achieve a qualitative leap.

Lin Mang walked into the temple.

The brocade guard quickly rushed into the temple after him, and then scattered everywhere.

The temple that should be noisy is unusually quiet at the moment.

In the hall of the Buddha hall, incense and candles are burning quietly.

With the intrusion of Jinyiwei, the silence of this place was also broken.

In some parts of the temple, Jinyiwei encountered some resistance, but soon disappeared completely.

As the leader of Buddhism, Shaolin Temple naturally has a lot of treasures.

All kinds of rare elixirs, century-old medicinal materials, and divine weapons are all great wealth.

Even if it is a great grandmaster, it will be red when he sees it.

If it weren't for that, those great grandmasters wouldn't have ventured to come.

In particular, some pills are of great help to martial artists below the grandmaster, and can make people grow their strength rapidly.

Not to mention the longevity treasures of Shaolin.

In the matter of raiding the house, Jin Yiwei has long been very skilled.

As for the things in the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Mang also sent his own henchmen to sort them out.

Lin Mang was walking around the temple alone.

After seeing Zhang Sanfeng's move, he was a little curious about the so-called unique secret realm.

He has seen the secret realm of Longhu Mountain, which seems to be extraordinary, but he always feels that it lacks a bit of charm.

But after walking through most of the Shaolin Temple, I didn't see any entrance to the secret realm.

Walking into the Buddha hall and looking at the Buddha statue above, Lin Mang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tang Qi said in a low voice: "Master Hou, I've tried it, it's all gold outside." ”

He was also secretly shocked in his heart.

A ten-zhang Buddha statue, it is not clear what is inside, but the outer layer is definitely gold.

Even if it's only one layer, it's a lot of money.

It's just that this is a Buddha statue of Shaolin Temple after all, and he doesn't dare to make a rash decision.

Lin Mang said in a deep voice: "How much money has been counted?" ”

As the leader of Buddhism, there are nearly 10,000 warrior monks, and they can't practice martial arts if they eat chaff every day.

In fact, the amount of meat consumed in Shaolin every day is an extremely large number.

I have never heard of anyone who can learn martial arts by eating vegetables every day.

If this is the case, everyone in the common people will be a martial arts master.

A martial artist, starting from the Houtian Realm and going all the way to the Tiangang Realm, has to consume 20,000 taels of silver in the process.

This is just ordinary gifted people, not counting those big sects and children of big families.

Weapons, pills, medicinal baths for martial arts training, money is needed in all aspects.

As for cultivating a grandmaster, it is even more difficult.

And Shaolin maintains such a large number of warrior monks, money is indispensable.

Tang Qi looked around and said in a low voice: "The total amount of silver and silver tickets is 11.34 million taels, and there are also many land ownership deeds, which are equivalent to about 8 million taels, and there are still many shops that have not yet been counted. ”

Lin Mang said with interest: "It's really unexpected by Ben Hou." ”

Although he had long guessed that the land under Shaolin's name would not be less, this number was far beyond his expectations.

Even if he is as wealthy as Jiangnan, the money he got from raiding his house at the beginning was only about this number.

How many acres of land worth 8 million taels are there?

Measured by the value of the current field, it is more than 100,000 acres of fertile land.

100,000 acres of land!

He, the Marquis of Wu'an, the imperial court, now owns only 8,000 acres of land.

But it is such a huge field, and a few years ago, tens of thousands of people in Henan were displaced by floods and starved everywhere.

The imperial court has taken out nearly three million taels for disaster relief, but it is still a drop in the bucket.

They all said that his family was compassionate, but he didn't see mercy at all.

Lin Mang smiled coldly, looked at the golden Buddha in the hall, and said coldly: "Let people move these Buddha statues, and melt them when they go back." ”

People are dead, and there's no point in keeping them.

Lin Mang turned around and walked out of the Buddha hall, and said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, Shaomu Mountain will be closed from now on, and no one will be allowed to step into Shaomu Mountain, and violators will be punished for treason." ”

"Yes!" Tang Qi respectfully responded.

……

Time passed quietly,

Three days later, at noon.

After finishing up, the Jinyi Guard left Shaomu Mountain and embarked on the journey back to the capital.

And the news also quietly spread, causing an uproar in the rivers and lakes.

Unlike in the past, this time it is about Shaolin, which has already attracted the attention of countless people in the rivers and lakes.

Because of the domineering of Jinyiwei, when the Shaolin incident occurred, the entire Shaolin Mountain was blocked, and no one dared to approach.

And when about the fall of Shaolin, all the people in the rivers and lakes who went to Shaolin were buried behind Shaolin Mountain, the sensation caused on the rivers and lakes is enough to imagine.

The prestige of Shaolin can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

That's Shaolin!

They were all destroyed under the butcher's knife of Jinyiwei.

For a while, the streets and alleys, restaurants and teahouses in the city were discussing this matter.

Even many old people who have not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time are also alarmed at this moment and come out of retreat.

In contrast, the news of the appearance of the Demon Dao has long been unable to attract the attention of the people in the rivers and lakes.

For many people in the rivers and lakes, the Demon Dao has long been out of their memories, and it is only recorded in some major factions.

There is more rumor on the rivers and lakes, and many people in the rivers and lakes immediately hide far away when they see Jinyiwei, for fear of angering these people.

The Shaolin incident really brought Jinyiwei's prestige to its peak.

At least during this time, no one dared to provoke Jinyiwei.

On the way back to Beijing for Jinyiwei, almost everywhere Jinyiwei went, the local Jianghu forces moved when they heard the wind and closed the mountain gates one by one.

On the streets of the city, there are basically not a few people in the rivers and lakes.

The speed at which the news spreads is far faster than the speed at which the brocade guards travel.

After all, tens of thousands of troops, and escorting martial arts cheats collected from Shaolin, as well as various medicinal treasures, naturally cannot be fast.

At the same time, the news about Shaomuro Mountain inevitably reached the ears of the Demon Dao.

……

In the hall,

The atmosphere was extraordinarily solemn.

The crowd was silent, and the majestic sound of rain outside the house did not match the atmosphere inside the hall.

This place is a temporary stronghold of the Demon Dao, and the few people in this hall are the few remaining high-ranking factions of the Demon Dao who came to the Central Plains this time.

On both sides of the head, there are two old men sitting, with a deep breath, inadvertently, exuding a majestic momentum.

On either side of the hall were four people standing.

"Everyone, let's talk about it."

One of the black-robed old men put down the letter in his hand, looked at a few people, and sighed lightly: "What are your opinions on Luo Baiqiu's proposal?" ”

This is one of the eight great masters who came to the Central Plains this time, and he is also a great master of the Demon Gate.

Now in the entire Demon Dao, there are only these two great masters left.

At the beginning, the Demon Dao came to the Central Plains in a mighty way, but now it is a halberd and a sand sinking.

In the battle of Shaolin, nearly eighty percent of the strength of the entire demon path was lost in Shaomu Mountain.

"Humph!"

One person immediately snorted coldly and said angrily: "Luo Baiqiu was the leader of my Demon Dao in vain, and he actually took refuge in the imperial court!" ”

"Now he still wants me to be with him!"

At any time, the people of the rivers and lakes will always have a kind of contempt for those who take refuge in the imperial court, and the Demon Dao is naturally no exception.

The black-robed old man glanced at him and said, "There is no need to say such things again at this time." ”

Although Luo Baiqiu has a great prestige among the younger generation of the Demon Dao, he has inevitably attracted the hostility of many people.

Now that they know that Luo Baiqiu has taken refuge in Jinyiwei, these people naturally can't help but belittle them.

But it doesn't make sense to say that at the moment.

The black-robed old man said slowly: "What should be discussed now is where we should go. ”

"Do you return to the Western Regions in disgrace, or follow Luo Baiqiu's advice and join the command of Marquis Wu'an."

Several people looked at each other and were silent.

Taking refuge in Wu'anhou is undoubtedly a very shameful thing.

What's more, the result is unknown.

They are great grandmasters, if they take refuge in Wu'anhou, what can they gain?

What is the status?

None of this is known.

But they haven't established themselves in the Central Plains yet, and it's not even been half a year, but now they want to go back, how can they explain to the Demon Dao?

From now on, I'm afraid they will all be laughed at by the people of the Demon Dao.

No one wants to say anything about this easily.

One of them arched his hand and said, "Please let the two seniors call the shots." ”

At this time, the white-robed old man said slowly: "Luo Baiqiu coveted glory and secretly surrendered to the imperial court, so that the grandmasters of the various sects of the Demon Dao died in vain, and this matter cannot be left alone. ”

"What?"

Several people were startled at the same time, and looked at the white-robed old man in disbelief.

Even the black-robed old man on the side couldn't help but look sideways, his eyes were shocked.

Luo Baiqiu's letter was very clear, and it also detailed the truth about the battle of Shaomuro Mountain.

This is indeed a loss of magic.

The two sides were originally cooperating, but the Demon Dao stood by halfway, and tried in vain to use Wu Anhou, but if they were to change it, they would actually make the same choice.

Naturally, they understood the meaning of the words.

Blame the deaths of several people on Luo Baiqiu!

Even if they returned to the Western Regions, the crime would only fall on Luo Baiqiu.

The black-robed old man hesitated, "Is this really the case?" ”

"How should the Wizard Palace explain it?"

This time he came to the Central Plains, and the Grand Master sent by the Demon Palace was only Luo Baiqiu.

The white-robed old man was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Are you really willing to see the Demon Palace become the leader of the Demon Dao?" ”

The black-robed old man was silent.

Naturally, they are unwilling.

This is the current situation of the Demon Dao today, which seems to be united, but it is also a ghost.

In fact, everyone knows this, but they are all pretending to be stupid.

The Demon Dao seems to have regained its strength in the Western Regions, but it lacks a leader who is truly knowledgeable and has enough prestige.

Even they have to admit that Luo Baiqiu is very suitable.

But Luo Baiqiu was born in the Wizard Palace.

The black-robed old man looked at the four of them and asked, "Do you have any suggestions?" ”

The four of them glanced at each other, and said in unison: "I am willing to listen to the words of the two seniors!" ”

The black-robed old man's face was covered with green tendons, and his expression was slightly angry.

"Since you all say so, let's go back to the Western Regions."

The four of them looked at each other silently, their faces full of helplessness,

What did they say?