Shaolin, since the Northern Wei Dynasty Bodhidharma preached here, to the Tang Dynasty into its heyday, for thousands of years it has been the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism in the land of Kyushu.

And because of the so-called Buddhism to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, for thousands of years, countless rivers and lakes have escaped from the empty door, but also made Shaolin's martial arts crown the rivers and lakes, and today, whether it is in the metaphysical world or in the martial arts, Shaolin is already a pivotal force.

At this moment, Shaolin Daxiong Treasure Hall, Shaolin Abbot Hao Cong discussed with the major factions with a solemn face how to deal with Ning Buqi, although it is a place to worship Shakya, but at this moment, the words of many martial arts people in the Daxiong Treasure Hall are filled with a hideous murderous aura.

At the back of the Shaolin Temple, in the elegant courtyard full of Zen atmosphere, the former abbot of Shaolin, who had long been considered dead by outsiders, sat opposite two Taoist priests and a scribe.

This place is far from the murderous aura of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, but the aura here does not know how much more oppressive it is than the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Old man Kong, don't forget, you are also Han, the reason why we dealt with Ning Buqi is because of the matter of Chichao, this matter needs to be done or not, you send those people to kill Ning Buqi now, I see that it is more to help the Manchu Qing eradicate dissidents......"

One of the two Taoist priests looked coldly at the old scribe and opened his mouth fiercely, and when he spoke, a compelling momentum had already surged towards the scribe, looking like that, it seemed that it was directly possible to suppress the old man.

It's just that, in the face of this old man, it seems that he is about to make a move, not to mention the blessing and tribulation sitting next to him, as well as another old man, even the old scribe did not change his expression at all.

"I'm helping the Manchus, but now the Manchus are already the masters of this land, and the way of the monarch and the minister is what I Confucianism abides by, and it's not wrong for me to do this, and it's also a precaution to let Ning Buqi be contaminated with cause and effect, Zhang Hongren's nephew is not to say, Ao Bai and the few shamans under his command We all fought back then, although we are not as good as us, but if they bless the dragon qi to Ao Bai, what level can you estimate if you think about it......"

The scribe looked at the old man coldly and snorted and spoke, "Such a person, every preparation, which of us dares to say that we will win, as for what alien race is not alien, which one of us in Shaolin Temple is qualified to say this, our family, sect, which one has not bowed down to the alien race......"

With extremely unkind words, the old man's chest rose and fell violently, and a faint trace of Thor spread out around him.

"Brother Yuansu Dao, stop, stop......"

Fu Nan finally said with a bitter face, Shaolin Temple has a great reputation, looking at the rivers and lakes, for thousands of years, except for the beggars in the Song Dynasty, Wudang and Mingjiao at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, there is no sect that can be compared with it, but, in fact, the real strength of the Central Plains is not these Jianghu sects, but two families and one religion.

The two are the Confucian family in Shandong, the Zhang family in Jiangxi, and the other is Maoshan Taoism.

If it weren't for the existence of these three parties, with the characteristics of Buddhism, Shaolin Temple would be ten times more powerful than it is today.

And now, the former head of the Confucian family, Kong Yanzhi, the former head of Maoshan Taoism, Yuan Xuzi, the former head of Maoshan Taoism, and Zhang Xianyong, the former heavenly master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion (the names are all pseudonyms, not typos, after all, the novel is made up nonsense, so it will not insult the predecessors) The three of them are in front, even if they are also the former abbots of Shaolin, they can be regarded as having a high status, but they can only be careful.

"Okay, okay, since that's the case, then I'll watch you clean up Ning Buqi......"

Yuan Xuzi glared at Kong Yanzhi fiercely, and then got up angrily and strode outside.

"Brother Yuansudao, Brother Yuansudao......"

Next to him, Zhang Xianyong, who hadn't had time to speak, watched Yuan Xuzi leave and immediately got up and chased after him.

In the meditation room, only Kong Yanzhi and Fu Yan were left in an instant, the former looked at the latter lightly and suddenly showed a smile.

"Is the master willing......"

With indifferent words, Fu Nan's body trembled slightly, and he looked up at Kong Yanji.

"From the Wei and Jin dynasties to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, for a thousand or hundreds of years, my Kong family controlled all the scholars on the surface, but there were more people in the people who cursed me as slaves of the three surnames of the Kong family, to be honest, I was unwilling...... It's not that I'm unwilling to be scolded, but I'm unwilling, his Zhang family, and his Maoshan have surrendered to foreign races again and again like my Kong family, and in the end I was scolded but I was the only one in my Kong family......"

Kong Yanzhi sneered, and then he looked at Fu Nan, "Master, are you willing, Shaolin has a beautiful surface scenery, the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, but for thousands of years, Shaolin has become a protector sect, no, not once, because Longhu Mountain and Maoshan are like two mountains in front of them, they don't fall, Shaolin has no hope."

This time, it was an excellent opportunity to let Maoshan and Longhu Mountain fall......"

The low words, even if Fu Yan had expected that Kong Yanji's next words would be related to Maoshan and Longhu Mountain, but at this time, when he heard Kong Yanzhi say so directly about dealing with Maoshan and Longhu Mountain, Fu Yan still couldn't help but tremble.

Zen ancestral court, a very nice name, but for thousands of years Shaolin Temple has been excluded from the dynasty, this is not because Shaolin Temple is really transcendent, when Bodhidharma rejected Emperor Liang Wu was really because of Qing Gao, fart, that is because Bodhidharma saw that Emperor Liang Wu's so-called belief in Buddhism is just to balance Taoism with the help of Buddhism.

Jinling and Maoshan are close at hand, and Taoism has continued to rebel from the Yellow Turban Road to Wudoumi before, Emperor Wu of Liang is afraid in his heart, the key is that Emperor Wu of Liang is afraid, and Bodhidharma is also afraid.

Even later let Bodhidharma's famous reed cross the river, it was also not because of Emperor Wu of Liang's cavalry, but because the people of the Maoshan faction had chased him behind his ass.

Bodhidharma has been forced like this, what do you let the later Buddhist disciples do, cold dressing, endure it, fortunately, Taoism pursues transcendence, except for the luck of heaven and earth, and the dragon qi containing luck.

This gave Buddhism the opportunity to develop, so that it would not be squeezed and lifeless.

But, in any case, if Buddhism wants to really develop, it is basically impossible not to push away the Taoism that is pressing on the top of the head.

In the meditation room, Fu Nan's body trembled, and he began to listen carefully to Kong Yanji's words, his eyes became brighter and brighter, but the peaceful aura that originally shrouded him became weaker and weaker.

Tavern, Ning Buqi looked at the door of the tavern with a faint gaze.

"This person, if you can't kill it, it's better not to kill ......"

Next to him, Long Er's voice sounded slowly, and this woman's eyes were full of coldness at this time, "Through these people who were sent, you may be able to counter the army and find the secret hand behind it......"

Very calm, Chen Jinnan continued to nod when he heard the words, what Long Er said was definitely the best way to deal with the situation in front of him.

Ning Buqi shook his head slowly.

"Secret hand, you don't need to look for it, it will naturally come out when the time comes, but this guy can be accepted as a thug, looking at his skills, it should be enough......"

Slowly replied, Ning Buqi immediately stood up, and at this time, Gui Xin Shu at the door of the tavern also saw where Ning Buqi was, and the fierce ejection of the so-called invincible body of the so-called Divine Fist, which was so famous in the rivers and lakes, had already slammed towards Ning Buqi in the air.