Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Sacred Fire

Qin Mu led the Five Elements Banner and a group of people to gallop towards the Shaolin Temple, and did not avoid the ears and eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes, so the people in the rivers and lakes on the side of the road were shocked, and they didn't know what the purpose of this long-unborn Sun and Moon Divine Sect was so much fanfare this time.

Not everyone knows the banner of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and many young heroes who have just come out of the rivers and lakes are half disdainful and half jealous when they see Qin Mu so arrogant, and say to the people around them: "But I don't know which sect doesn't know the height of the sky, dare to act at the foot of Shaolin in such a swagger, I'm afraid it won't last long!" Of course, this kind of stunned young man will be tightly covered by the old man around him who understands the situation, for fear of harming the pond fish.

Where did Shaolin think that he just wanted to have a secret meeting, this Qin Mu was a trend of annihilation, Fang Zheng didn't know what to say, he only accelerated the transmission of Chongxu and Ling Hu Chong, and he ordered the disciples of Shaolin to perform every day, for fear that there would be another farce of Ling Hu Chong besieging Shaolin Temple with the three sects and nine streams.

However, it was said that Qin Mu and the others met in a small town at the foot of Songshan Mountain, rested for a while, and went to the gate of Shaolin Temple. Although Shaolin didn't want to make a big splash this time, there were a lot of people from the rivers and lakes, all of whom were watching from the sidelines. The Shaolin middle door was wide open, but the Shaolin abbot Master Fang Zheng was leading the eight senior monks of the Shaolin Fang character generation to stand in front of the door, and there was also the head of the Wudang Chong, and the head of Hengshan Ling Hu Chong stood aside, waiting for it.

Behind them, there were one hundred and eight monks with knotted muscles and bronze complexions, and the martial arts people who were familiar with the history of the rivers and lakes on the side all exclaimed: "Arhat Array!" But said that since the last time the evil people who rescued Ren Yingying almost besieged Shaolin to death, Shaolin Temple encountered this kind of thing again, but he did not dare to hide it at all, and the Arhat Array, which had not appeared for more than a hundred years, was also put out today.

When Qin Mu came up the mountain, he saw him dressed in black with a serious expression, and the five-element flags could be seen behind him lined up in five phalanxes of different colors, with two hundred people each. Between the march of the thousand sect members, not a single one of them made a sound of discord, and all of them had cold faces and awe-inspiring eyes. Everywhere they passed, the grass was broken and the trees were broken, the birds were frightened and the beasts were avoided, the smoke and dust were filled, and the clouds covered the sun.

Shaolin and Wudang had experienced the Six Factions War in the past, and Shaolin had held a lion slaughter conference, seeing this scene, Chong Xuan and Fang Zheng both gasped, looked at each other and shouted: "Five Elements Banner!

Where did Linghu Chong know about these martial arts stories, the Huashan faction originally came from the Song Dynasty and had two major branches, one was the inheritance of Hao Datong of the Quanzhen Sect, and now it is the Huashan line in the Wuyue Sword Sect. The other is the descendants of those swordsmen since the Qin and Han dynasties, who have lived in Huashan orthodoxy for thousands of years, but unfortunately the head of Huashan defected to the Yuan Dynasty at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and was later liquidated by the Central Plains Wulin and the imperial court, but it is also scattered, so this allusion to Mingjiao, Huashan Sword School is rarely recorded, but I heard Linghu Chong ask: "What Mingjiao? Isn't it the Sun and Moon Divine Sect?"

Chong Xuan and Master Fang Zheng didn't have the intention to answer, but they looked carefully at the people in the Five Elements Banner, but saw that the sect members were wearing white, red, yellow, blue, and black clothes, holding javelins in their hands, or everyone worked together to lift a giant tree, and there were other strange weapons and equipment, and they cooperated closely between the marches, with twenty people as a team, and there were four sect members with each color of clothing in the team, obviously responsible for different tasks.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but regret it in his heart, knowing that no matter how strong the Shaolin Temple was, it didn't have the ability to resist the army, and today's situation was really not a good end.

But I heard him put his hands together and read in his mouth: "Amitabha, the benefactors of the Sun and Moon God Sect are here, but what are you doing?" ”

That Qin Mu didn't bother to answer this knowingly questioned, a black-clothed attendant beside him held a big flag in his hand, beat his horse forward, and planted the holy fire flag in front of Fang Zheng and the others, and heard Qin Mu on the horse shout coldly:

"Put back my god sect holy aunt, hand over the Yijin Sutra and this seat, and I will retreat. ”

It turned out that Ruoheng was noble by nature, and he was very lovable, and he had a very high prestige among the members of the Divine Cult, and was named a holy aunt by Qin Mu a few years ago, so this time she was deeply trapped in the Shaolin Temple, which was really a rebellion against the Divine Sect, and Shaolin tried to use its usual set of means to solve this matter, but I don't know where the people of this Divine Cult can agree.

Fang Zheng listened to his arrogant words, but no matter how good his Buddhist cultivation was, he couldn't stop the anger in his heart, and said to Qin Mu, who was sitting upright on the horse: "Sect Master Qin, acting like this, do you know that my Buddhist family also has times when King Kong is angry. But he saw Qin Mu look at him condescendingly, and said: "There is no one in this world who offends my Sun Moon God Sect, you can laugh it off, sit back and relax, what you have done, you must be responsible for this matter." ”

But when he heard Fang Zheng, he laughed angrily and said: "Sect Master Qin, there are hundreds of righteous heroes here, and my Shaolin Temple is not something that can be humiliated, you are so sure that my Shaolin will be afraid of you today?"

Qin Mu was still silent, just glanced at the people in the rivers and lakes who were about to move in the distance, but said: "My Sun Moon Divine Sect never asks who the opponent is, you wait for today, there is only a stick of incense time, whether to fight or surrender, Ren Er chooses." ”

But when he heard this, he couldn't bear the fire in his heart, and shouted loudly: "What do you want for a stick of incense, I have so many heroes here, I'm afraid that you are a little demon sect?"

I heard Fang Zheng recite the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha, if you stop here, it is best to avoid the misery of life, Qin Sect Master, I Shaolin hereby promise, if you retreat, I will not pursue the righteous path, otherwise, you are going to be buried here." "But he thought clearly, this battle together, although his side will win a big victory, but this Shaolin faction is almost about to be disabled, otherwise where would Chongxu be so active in the battle, for his Wudang door, you see that he is still hard.

I only heard Qin Mu turn around and ask: "I asked you, but you are afraid that you will die here today." ”

I heard bursts of laughter in the array, and there were few people chanting, and more and more people chanted, until finally, with a thousand mouths, they were angry:

"Burn my body, blaze the holy fire, what joy is there in life, and what is the pain in death? Joy and sorrow are dust. Have mercy on me, the world is full of sorrows!"

The voice resounded over and over again in the Shaomu Mountain, and when the righteous heroes heard it, they gradually turned pale.