Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 89 Wang Zhi goes to Shaolin

"No wonder! No wonder! That's how it is!"

Tianyi, who came back to his senses, turned his head to see Chongxu's dazed look, and couldn't help feeling bitter.

In fact, this apprentice is not bad, it's just that after seeing Huang Bulin's talent in Huashan Mountain.
Alas. Don't say anything!

Shaking his head, Tian Yizhen slowly explained:
"Shaolin may not have many peaks!"

Seeing that Chongxu was about to ask, he waved his hand and continued:

"As a teacher, I have always wondered why Shaolin's handwriting is so rough this time. Now that I think about it, Wen Zai must be in a hurry!"

"In addition to Ning Qingyu and Huang Bulin, Huashan also has an old Abandoned Yunyi, who has been at the top for three consecutive generations. "

"Shaolin is really scared! So the matter of the "Innate Skills" this time is not as untraceable as the "Sunflower Treasure" back then. I am afraid that Wen Zai would not have thought that the kid would directly hit the door and put All the cards of Shaolin have been blown!"

"Although that kid Huang Bulin has reached the pinnacle, he is a junior in the world. Shaolin has only produced a few first-class masters. After probing, Wen Zai went off in person. He didn't pay attention to it before. Now that I think about it, Shaolin is not People!"

"I don't know if there are any discerning people on the Devil's Cult side, but even if they don't see it, Huashan is prepared at this time. If the Devil's Cult really wants to attack Huashan, I'm afraid it will suffer a big loss! Then...it's Huashan's turn to attack Shaolin! "

After Tianyi's in-depth explanation, Chongxu suddenly realized, and looked at Master with reverence in his eyes.

"Then Huashan won't aggressively attack Shaolin?"

"Of course not! If that's the case, Huashan would have been cut off from the martial arts world. My former teacher tested Ning Qingyu in Huashan, and you will understand after careful consideration."

Huashan Yunvfeng. There is something not to do. The study of the main courtyard
"This seat has received news that the Devil's Cult is ready to gather manpower."

In the study, after Ning Qingyu sat on the case, Huang Lin and Yue Buqun stood on both sides of the front of the case.

"Master, when the time comes, Bulin will take someone to intercept and kill him!"

He's so suffocated, it's not easy to kill in Shaolin, so it's okay to be a member of the Devil's Cult, right?

"Let's take a look first, the Demon Cult may not come to Huashan this time!"

Huang Lin was a little confused by Ning Qingyu's words.

If the Demon Sect didn't come to Huashan to grab "Innate Skills", could it be possible that they would go to Shaolin to grab "Book of Changes"?
Yue Buqun on the other side didn't quite understand either, but he only had his ears on at the moment, so it wasn't easy to ask.

Fortunately, Huang Lin asked for him.

"What does the head mean?"

"I got the information, so maybe the Demon Sect will touch Shaolin's tiger's whiskers this time!"

Ning Qingyu raised his chin slightly, with a smile on his face, stroking his beard and gloating.

"what?"

Huang Lin and Yue Buqun were both surprised.

Demon sect is this crazy?

"It's also thanks to Bu Lin, who let me know the reality of Shaolin!"

Ning Qingyu turned to Huang Lin with relief. If this guy didn't ascend, he might not be able to protect Huashan Mountain for decades as Tianyi said!
"Uh, master, the disciple doesn't understand."

With the ignorant words written on Huang Lin's face, why might the Demon Cult go to fight Shaolin?How did he let Zhang Ning Qingyu know the reality of Shaolin?

I did not do anything?Is there some misunderstanding?
Seeing this, Ning Qingyu froze his smile, put his hands on his beard and did not move, and stared at Huang Lin in a daze.

Is this seat thinking too much?This guy is just hotheaded and impulsive?
He couldn't help but ask suspiciously:
"Bulin, you tried Shaolin sword, aren't you testing them?"

Yue Buqun's mind was spinning crazily, trying to find out what?Is there any profound meaning in it?
"Testing them for what? After the disciple learned about the "Innate Skill", he wanted to step on their faces and warn them, so as to attract Shaolin's attention, so as to prevent the rumors spread by the disciple from being exposed in advance."

Huang Lin looked at Ning Qingyu strangely.

What did you come up with?
"When you were in Shaolin, after they got a few first-class, Wen Zai took action himself, so you don't have any doubts?"

"Uh, is there anything to say here?"

Not only Huang Lin didn't understand, Yue Buqun also looked at Ning Qingyu curiously, waiting for his explanation.

Ning Qingyu was silent, as expected he was thinking too much!

It's also Huang Bulin's fault, there are usually too many surprises, he has to think more!

Then he shook his head and chuckled, and then asked:

"If someone comes to Huashan to challenge me, will I make a move at will?"

These words hit Huang Lin like a bolt of lightning, and he couldn't help blurting out:

"The head is saying that there are not many peaks in Shaolin? That's why Wen Zai will personally end up competing with his disciples?"

Then he lowered his head, walked back and forth in the study, and muttered to himself while pinching his chin:

"In this way, there is only one document in Shaolin that shows its immediate combat power. If the Demon Cult learns about this and knows that "Innate Skill" is a rumor spread by Shaolin, it is possible to fight Shaolin."

"How could the Demon Cult know the details? Unless"

Thinking of this, Huang Lin suddenly turned to look at Ning Qingyu, raised his finger and pointed to the northeast, and asked uncertainly:
"The head and over there?"

Yue Buqun's mind turned quickly, and he had a clear thought in an instant, and his eyes couldn't help but shine brightly.

Being the master is really different from being a disciple!Even the Demon Cult can collude!

"It's all for nothing. It's best for them to fight Shaolin. If you really want to come to Huashan, hehe!"

Ning Qingyu sneered.

Huang Lin's face was full of admiration: My dear, I didn't expect that head Ning with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you would also collude with the Demon Cult!

"Okay, the Devil's Cult still has to keep an eye on it, just in case, you all don't go out to travel in the mountains these days, and stay on standby in the mountains!"

"Yes!"

Since rumors spread in the market, temples around the world have been in a state of tension.

Some unknown things in some temples stopped early.

The emperor personally ordered a thorough investigation of the Baoguo Temple in the capital, and within a few days, he was tortured by the people of Xichang to find out the details.

There are nearly [-] boxes of files, and over the years, nearly a thousand women have been victimized!

Among them are even family members of third-rank officials!

The right servant of the Ministry of Rites fainted in court, and his colleagues were outraged.

Zhu Jianshen was furious in a rare way.

On that day, the Beijing Tiqi rode out everywhere.

Zhu Jianshen strictly ordered the local yamen to assist Xichang in hearing the obscenity of the surrounding temples and the private possession of imperial court crimes.

For a time, temples all over the world were in turmoil.

Shaolin Temple, Daxiong Hall
"Abbot, Wang Zhi, the admiral of Xichang, has arrived in Xingyang, and sent someone to inform me that I will come to Shaolin tomorrow noon."

"Amitabha. Did you say why he came here?"

Wen Zai looked sad.

Hard to do!
He is not worried about things in the world, but now that the imperial court intervenes, it may cause turmoil in the entire Buddhist sect.

Shaolin Temple has always been strictly disciplined, he is confident that there will be no obscene things, but the imperial court violated
"Back to the abbot, the person didn't say anything about it, he just said that he came here by the emperor's order."

"Amitabha, Wenxuan."

Wen Zai turned his head and called to the head of the Discipline Academy.

"Wen Xuan is here!"

Sitting cross-legged on the left side, a monk with a majestic face made a one-palm salute.

"Go and tell Wentong, Wenyun, Wenkong, Fangji, Fang Neng and others not to leave the temple these days."

Wen Zai said fourteen names in a row.

"Abbot, is this really the case?"

Wen Xuan couldn't bear it in his eyes, so he couldn't help asking.

"Yesterday's cause, today's fruit, tomorrow's variety...Ah, Amitabha."

Seeing that Wen Zai had made up his mind, Wen Xuan had no choice but to sing the Buddha's name, got up and left.

"Fang Zheng."

"The disciple is here."

"Let Zhike Hospital prepare for the reception according to the standard of imperial envoys."

"Yes!"

The next day, just after Si time, Wen Zai and the Shaolin disciples were waiting at the gate of the mountain.

At this time, it was the scorching heat, and all the monks had internal energy, so it was not a problem.

But it was a pity that the welcoming monk of Zhikeyuan was sweating profusely from the sun.

Looking from afar, a patch of bald heads glistened in the sunlight.

At three quarters in the afternoon, a group of monks in Shaolin Temple heard the sound of hooves coming from the foot of the mountain, and there were hidden banners fluttering.

It happened to be noon when Wang Zhi led his team to the gate of Shaolin Mountain!

"Amitabha, Shaolin Wenzai, together with the monks in the temple, met Mr. Wang."

Wen Zai put his hands together and took a step forward, and performed a Buddha ceremony first.

Everyone behind him sang the Buddha's name together.

"Master Lao Wenzai has been waiting for a long time. The governor was ordered to come to Shaolin to investigate. I hope the master will cooperate and don't make everyone unhappy."

Wang Zhi didn't get off his horse, he just sat on the horse and spoke directly, threatening.

"How dare Shaolin disobey orders, my lord please!"

Seeing his posture, Wen Zai knew that the visitor was not kind, so he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, and his face became more and more sad.

Wang Zhi ignored Wen Zai's invitation, but sat on the horse with his body slightly upside down, patted his hand lightly with a whip, one side of his mouth curled up, stared at Wen Zai for a long time, and then said:

"The governor will not go in. Master, let's take a look at this list first."

After saying this, someone next to him took out a notebook from his pocket, waved his hand, and the notebook pointed directly at Wenzai.

Wenzai had already guessed, and after taking it lightly, he lowered his eyebrows and sighed before opening it.

"Wen Tong, male, formerly known as Shen Tang, born in the 19th year of Yongle, from Wuchang Mansion, Huguang. In April of the second year of Jingtai, he had a quarrel with the concierge of Liu's Mansion in Jiangxia. On that night, Shen Tang broke into Liu's Mansion at night and slaughtered 23 people from all over the house. The local government has pursued him for more than three months, and he has disappeared since then."

"Wen Yun, male, formerly known as Zhao Huan, from Hanzhong Prefecture, Shaanxi, born in..."

"grammar."

"Wen Kong."

The more Wen Zai watched, the more startled he became, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The records in this booklet are exactly the same as those recorded in the temple, and even more detailed.In addition to the 14 people he reported earlier, there are also many Shaolin monks who have passed away.

Wang Zhigao sat on the horse, seeing that it was almost done, he said lightly:
"Master, bring everyone out. The past emperors of the Ming Dynasty have all rewarded Shaolin. Don't let Wang lose Shaolin's face!"

"My lord, these people have all become monks and have been accompanied by green lamps all year round. They have penanced the Buddhist scriptures and repented of the past. They must."

Hearing this, Wang Zhi opened his eyes angrily, leaned forward slightly, looked directly at Wen Zai, and said in a low voice:
"If you become a monk, you are not a commoner of Ming Dynasty? You don't have to be punished? Is it your Shaolin Temple regulation, or my Ming Dynasty Law University?"

Having said that, he leaned back again, and then continued:
"Or, you Shaolin, not my Daming's Shaolin?"

"Ok?"

As soon as the words fell, both the left and the right took a step forward, with the momentum of making a move.

"Amitabha."

Wen Zai stood in a daze for a while, then closed his eyes and handed the folder to Wen Xuan who was beside him. After that, he put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, his figure was quite desolate.

That Wenxuan held the notebook and hesitated to speak, finally sighed, turned around and left up the mountain with a face of grief and indignation.

　Thanks to "Zhang Damazi" for the reward!

　　Thank you "扌夏癶波" for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)