Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 86 You, Junior Brother Huang, I'm afraid you won't be able to...

Chapter 86 I'm afraid you, Junior Brother Huang, won't succeed.
"Abbot, let them go like this?"

After Huang Lin cut off the Zen stick, Wen Zai bowed his head and surrendered.

After a few words of chat, Huang Lin led the Wuyue Sword Sect down Shaoshi Mountain, and the gangsters didn't stay long.

After all, Shaolin has been humiliated this time.

In the Daxiong Palace, all the first seats of Shaolin are seated inside.

Hearing the words of Wen Jing, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, Wen Zai waved his hand and said:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you win or lose for a while, just pay more attention to Huashan."

"Amitabha."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name.

Seeing this, all the monks in the hall sang "Amitabha Buddha" in unison, and then left separately.

At this time, there are only two masters and apprentices left in the Daxiong Palace.

"Pfft~"

Wen Zai suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, with a hint of purple awn in the blood.

"Master?"

Fang Zheng hurried forward.

"I'm fine, just a few minor injuries. This Huang Bulin's internal strength is quite strange, that is, domineering and stubborn. You must be careful when you fight against this person in the future!"

Wen Zai waved his hand, the spout of blood will be fine, I just didn't want to worry everyone.

"Yes! Disciple remember!"

After a little thought, Wen Zai said:

"What happened to Shanxi?"

"It was spread over there ten days ago, and it must have been spread everywhere by now."

"I'm afraid this matter has already been known to Huashan, otherwise this Huang Bulin would not use his strength to shave Shaolin's face."

"Master, the next plan."

"Abbot, something is wrong!"

Before Fang Zheng finished speaking, a monk broke in.

"Amitabha, why are you panicking?"

Wen Zai asked with a frown.

"All the inns in Dengfeng are spreading rumors about my Buddhism, and say...also say"

"Let's be honest, I have been in Shaolin for nearly a thousand years, what kind of storms have I not experienced?"

Seeing the abbot looking over, the monk closed his eyes and said loudly:
"It is said that my Buddhist sect uses the woman to ask for a child to do obscene things, and that my temple has invaded countless fertile fields and privately built soldiers. I have... have... the heart of treason!"

"What? When did it happen? Which inn passed it on?"

Wen Zai got up suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the monk.

"Just now, when you were exchanging ideas with Master Huang of Huashan Mountain, all the inns in the city below were spreading the news, and there were all kinds of news. It was very chaotic!"

"Amitabha!"

Wen Zai took a deep breath, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he waved the monk to leave.

"Hua Shan's counterattack is coming, it doesn't look like Ning Qingyu's handwriting!"

Seeing his master closing his eyes and muttering to himself, Fang Zheng didn't dare to disturb him.

"Fang Zheng!"

"The disciple is here!"

"Continue with the previous plan, and add another one. Huashan Huang Bulin has already practiced "Innate Skills"! He has the ambition to unify the rivers and lakes!"

"Yes!"

"Amitabha."

"Martial Nephew Huang, you are here at Songshan Mountain, why bother to leave instead of going to my Songshan School?"

Seeing that Huang Lin was in a hurry to go back to the mountain, Zuo Mu couldn't figure it out.

"Don't blame Master Zuo. The Demon Sect may raid Huashan in the near future. Bulin is worried, so he can only come to Songshan next time to apologize to Master Zuo. After you bring people back, you should also be more careful. It may not be peaceful recently."

Huang Lin thought about it, and reminded him.

"The Devil's Cult wants to raid Huashan? Do you need my help from Songshan?"

When Zuo Mu heard that the Demon Cult had made another move, he urgently expressed his opinion.

"Old man, let's take the people from Hengshan to support Huashan!"

Tu Dongqi of the Hengshan School said.

"Thank you two uncles!"

Huang Lin thought that Ning Qingyu didn't mention support, so he couldn't speak casually, so he continued:

"The head of this matter is known. Since the Five Sacred Sword Order has not been issued, there must be a countermeasure, and the support of the two uncles is not needed for the time being! Although there is no evidence, this matter is probably related to Shaolin. The two uncles know it well." Just do it."

"Hmph, none of these bald donkeys are good!"

Zuo Mu spat and cursed.

Tu Dongqi also frowned, bluntly saying that this matter needs to be reported to Hengshan as soon as possible.

He only came here to cheer Huang Lin because he was close to Songshan Mountain, and he couldn't make decisions about other matters.

"So, Bu Lin bid farewell to Senior Brother Yue!"

"Alright, if necessary, you can send people to report. Although my Songshan Mountain is not as good as Huashan Mountain, I can still pull some people over."

"Thank you!"

There is an inn in Yiyang, with a backyard.

After Huang Lin took Yue Buqun to bid farewell to Zuo Mu, he did not stay in Dengfeng, but settled in Yiyang.

"Junior Brother Huang, is the Demon Sect really going to attack Huashan?"

The corners of Yue Buqun's lips were bubbling all the way, wishing he could go back to Huashan overnight.

"Not so fast. Someone spread the news in Shanxi ten days ago. It will take time for the rumors to spread to Zhending Mansion. It will also take time for the Demon Cult to investigate and prepare, and to gather manpower. It will take at least half a month before we really want to attack Mount Hua!"

After a pause, Huang Lin continued:

"What's more, Nie Kuang, the leader of the Demon Cult, hasn't shown his face for several years. In recent years, they have been quite leaderless."

"What news? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Yue Buqun asked with a frown.

"Hmph. Shaolin sent people to spread rumors in Shanxi, saying that Huashan has obtained Quanzhen Sect's magical skill of suppressing religion, "Innate Kungfu"!"

"what?"

Yue Buqun stood up in shock when he heard the words.

Thinking about such things, Huang Lin would not just talk nonsense.

No wonder he wants to try Shaolin sword, so he went to teach them a lesson.

"Huashan and Shaolin have never had any grudges, how can they be so vicious?"

Yue Buqun couldn't figure it out.

"It's not so simple between power and power. The master will teach you these things after returning to the mountain. You can't figure it out now. Go to rest early and hurry back to Huashan tomorrow morning!"

After driving Yue Buqun away, Huang Lin sat quietly in the courtyard.

After a while, the shopkeeper came over.

"Old Zheng, can all the news be spread?"

"Return to Young Master Huang, the Henan region has distributed all the news!"

"That's good. Thank you for your hard work. Hu Kui won't be here for long, and he still needs to test his merits. By then, you will be the head of Henan!"

"Thank you, Young Master Huang. Mr. Hu is very good. If he leaves, Old Zheng, I really feel a little bit reluctant."

Shopkeeper Hu laughed.

This shopkeeper Hu is Xuanzi No. [-], who was in charge of intelligence in Luoyang, and now he is Dizi No. [-], who has an inn in Henan.

"Okay, you have worked hard on this matter, go to rest earlier."

Huashan Gate
"Senior Brother Huang, I heard that you went to Shaolin to test your sword? How is it?"

"When did Junior Brother Huang come out of the mountain? Recently, there have been rumors that you will try Shaolin with your sword."

Seeing Huang Lin returning to the mountain, the brothers at the mountain gate opened their mouths one after another and ignored Yue Buqun.

Although he thought in his heart that the Demon Cult would not attack so early, Huang Lin was relieved to see that Mount Hua was nothing.

After chatting and laughing with several senior brothers, they entered the mountain gate with Yue Buqun.

When I went up to Yunv Peak, I didn't wash Xuancao carelessly, and went all over the world.

When he came to the study room, Yue Buqun was reporting his travels to Ning Qingyu.

Judging by his attire, he presumably came here directly before washing up.

Seeing Huang Lin coming over, he knew he had something important to do, Yue Buqun wanted to leave after saying hello, but was stopped by Ning Qingyu.

"No group, stay and listen, don't interrupt."

"Yes!"

Yue Buqun glanced at Huang Lin, saw him turn his head and nodded, and stayed at ease in the study.

"Do you want to hear from the group that you destroyed the Zen stick that has been passed down for hundreds of years in Shaolin?"

Ning Qingyu asked with interest.

This has been suffering from Shaolin, and it is rare to get revenge, and I feel quite happy.

"Who knows if that thing is really what he said, not to mention, he threw it over by himself, so it's not the disciple's fault."

Huang Lin curled his lips with disdain.

"Although you were a little impulsive, you didn't make a big move. I think you have your own thoughts. Let's talk about it."

At first when he heard that Huang Lin was going to try Shaolin with his sword, Ning Qingyu was still worried that he would cut off half of his Shaolin. Looking back, this kid should not be such a ignorant person.

"After the disciple learned about the "Congenital Kungfu" in Luoyang, he felt revengeful, but the two factions couldn't fight each other openly, so he wanted to warn them, and he had a plan. He wanted to come for two days The leader should be able to receive the news."

"Oh? What's the plan?"

Ning Qingyu was aroused, with a curious look on his face.

"It's nothing new, it's just that some news has been spread. Some women beg for their sons to stay in temples. Monks don't have to give birth to occupy fertile land. They give profit money to repair Buddha statues and take in imperial convicts."

The eyes of Yue Buqun next to what he said were shining brightly, as if he had opened the door to a new world.

"Sigh~"

Ning Qingyu pinched a few broken beards and looked at Huang Lin in disbelief.

"How did you come up with this? It's just rumored in the rivers and lakes, will the imperial court deal with it?"

"So this disciple has someone vote in every local yamen. There will always be a yamen who will investigate thoroughly, right? What's more, the news has been investigated. If the yamen is willing, they will check it out!"

Seeing this, Ning Qingyu didn't say anything about the collusion between Jianghu sects and the imperial court, and instead teased and said:

"It seems that you have a lot of influence outside?"

"It's just a small fight, let's slowly hand it over to the head in the past few years. There are a lot of conflicts of interest, so don't let the head eat it all."

There is an inn's intelligence system, and Huang Lin can't take it away. The Changfeng Escort Bureau is too small, so it can only be left to Huashan.

Huashan is well, and it can take care of Changfeng.

"At that time, I will leave it to you, Brother Buwen, alas. He has suffered a lot all these years!"

Now that the matter of the second sect of Qi Sword is over, Fang Buwen has also come out of the mountain to work in the intelligence hall. With Ning Qingyu's character, he will not treat him badly.

"It's fine, I'll tell Senior Brother Fang about the details."

After exposing the matter, Huang Lin asked about the Devil's Cult again.

"Master, is there any movement from the Devil's Cult?"

"Not yet, they should have just gotten the news. Nie Kuang hasn't shown his face for several years, and now the ten elders have made up for it. The ten elders are presiding over major events in the teaching. Once there are more people, they will be discussed for a long time."

Ning Qingyu paused, then changed the subject and said:
"There are people watching from the Devil's Cult all the time. Whether or not they will be fooled by Shaolin this time is still a matter of debate. Even if they gather people, it will take at least a month."

"On the other hand, Wudang has sent a letter back, saying that on May [-]th, the real Tianyi will bring people to Huashan to welcome back the relics of the patriarch. You should prepare well."

"Yes, the disciple knows!"

After the two chatted for a few more words, Huang Lin took his leave and went down the mountain.

From the beginning to the end, Ren Woxing was never mentioned. In the eyes of the two of them, there is nothing to mention about a little demon church master who just came to power.

After Huang Lin left, Ning Qingyu asked Xiang Yue Buqun:
"Can you see something?"

"Being the master is very different from being a disciple."

Yue Buqun thought about it, and said honestly.

"Oh? Talk about it."

"To be a disciple, you just need to practice hard and follow the gate rules. It's a bit complicated to be the master."

Yue Buqun didn't know what to say for a while.

"There are only masters and apprentices here, you can say whatever you want."

Hearing this, Ning Qingyu stroked his beard with a smile.

"To be the head of the sect, you have to be scheming. As long as it is for the sake of the sect, you can even use any means."

Seeing the encouragement in Master's eyes, Yue Buqun finally expressed his thoughts.

"Not bad! Although it is biased, but the meaning is not bad, let's learn from it in the future."

"what?"

"Yue Buqun!"

Ning Qingyu's temperament changed instantly, and his face was majestic.

"The disciple is here!"

"From now on, you will be in charge for the next generation, and your identity is equal to Huang Bulin!"

Yue Buqun was stunned and couldn't help muttering:

"Then Junior Brother Huang?"

"Alas~ You, Junior Brother Huang, are afraid you won't succeed."

(End of this chapter)

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