The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 255
Shaolin, whether it is a ranger or a wealthy family, all regard it as a sacred place for martial arts.

For nearly a thousand years, no one can surpass him except for the Niubi who founded the Wudang lineage.

Not to mention the martial arts masters, even Zhao Yu, an outsider, understands the importance of this place in the Jianghu.

Even the current Emperor Daqian admires Huang Lao and despises Buddhism, and the incense in temples all over the world is withered.

But this ancient temple is still full of incense.

On this day, thousands of people from all over the world gathered on Mount Shaoshi.

There are well-known and decent helmsmen, and there are also masters of demons and heretics.

These warriors, who were usually incompatible with each other, gathered together at this moment, and there was a faint sense of common hatred.

And all this, just because of a woman!
A woman who caused a bloodbath in Jianghu in just a few months.

"Master Abbot!"

At the gate of the Shaoshi Mountain, Xuannan, the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, and the abbot Xuanci walked towards the outside of the mountain gate.

People in the rivers and lakes who entered Shaoshi Mountain, whether they are heroic masters or demon masters, you can't help but stop and salute Xuanci.

Abbot Xuanci also returned the greeting with a light smile, but everyone could tell that Abbot Xuanci was walking towards the outside of the mountain gate with all his heart.

But at this moment, outside the mountain gate, a group of fan servants dressed in red official robes came straight to Shaoshi Mountain on horseback.

The leader was wearing a python robe with a red silk base, holding the horse's rein with one hand, and holding a yellow silk imperial decree with the other.

Those who can ride horses in the world's holy place of martial arts are certainly not ordinary people.

The leader is none other than the Tongzhi, the governor of the East Factory who came to Shaolin Temple with the imperial decree!

Most people in the martial arts do not like to be in the company of people in the government.

But the people who were really in it knew that it wasn't the quacks who had a high backbone, but the fact that the official uniforms didn't like their recklessness at all.

Those who can really get into the eyes of the government, except for some wealthy and powerful factions with deep roots, the rest have already received the fish dragon bag and become the government's eagle dog!

Zhang Jing rode his horse with the imperial decree in hand, and all the heroes who were rushing to Shaoshi Mountain along the road avoided far away.

These self-proclaimed heroes on weekdays were disgraced by the dust from the horseshoes, but they didn't even dare to fart!
This is the rivers and lakes!
In the eyes of the imperial court, they are just a bunch of grasshoppers who can't get on the stage!

However, among the grasshoppers, there is also a big one...

When Zhang Jing saw Abbot Xuanci and a group of eminent monks walking out of the mountain gate to greet him personally from a distance, a trace of naked disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Sing the gong!"

Zhang Jing saw that he had reached the mountain gate, but he reined in his horse and stopped, and gave instructions to the attendant Qianhu beside him.

"Follow the order!"

Follower Qianhu took the order and turned around, beckoning behind him.

Immediately, an accompanying fan came forward, and the two came up carrying a big gong with yellow silk hanging on one side.Another person raised a huge gong hammer and struck it on the gong.

when!when!when!
The sound of Vector's gong instantly penetrated the entire Shaoshi Mountain, overshadowing the deep bells from the ancient temple.

All the high-ranking people in the rivers and lakes looked at it one after another. Although they were very dissatisfied with this eunuch's arrogance, but seeing the big red python robe on his body and the imperial edict in his hand, no one dared to say a word.

"The water is shallow and the monkey is jumping, and the mountain is low..."

Seeing Zhang Jing galloping forward, he was about to ride into the young room.

But at this time, no one noticed that at the edge of the crowd, there was a fat old man with sloppy clothes and beards.

Seeing that Zhang Jing was about to ride his horse past the boundary marker of Shaoshi Mountain Gate, this scruffy old man who looked like a beggar slightly raised his hand.

Zhang Jing carried the imperial decree and rode the horse, seeing that the horse's hooves were about to cross the boundary marker, but for some reason, the horse that was sitting on it suddenly turned over and fell to the ground.

Zhang Jing, on the other hand, turned his head down and knocked directly on the bluestone slab.

The horses accompanying the crowd behind them were also out of control at this moment, neighing and struggling.

Many battles were overturned to the ground by frightened horses.

In an instant, Zhang Jing and his party, who were originally full of arrogance, turned on their backs!

Zhang Jing stood up, holding the imperial decree in one hand, and resting firmly on the handle of the waist knife with the other, looking around!
It stands to reason that he, the governor of the East Factory, is also a master, even if the horse is frightened, he will not be thrown directly on the bluestone slab!
But just now, at the moment when the steed fell, he could clearly feel that a burst of strength directly pushed him, a master, onto the bluestone slab.

And within a foot of his body, no martial artist dared to approach him.

A foot away, how could those martial artists who had passed his vision have such supernatural powers?
"Poor monk Xuanci, welcome the emperor's envoy..."

At this moment, Abbot Xuanci brought the heads of several courtyards forward, clasped his hands together and asked Zhang Jing.

"I have seen Master Abbot!"

Holding the imperial decree in one hand, Zhang Jing nodded slightly to Xuan Ci.

From the behavior of the abbot of Shaolin, it is not difficult to see that even the Shaolin Temple, which is an authentic martial arts world, has to be cautious when facing the court.

After the two saw the ceremony, they entered the temple one after another.

Then everyone followed, but their expressions were somewhat unnatural.

The slovenly old man also mingled among the crowd, and walked into the gate of Shaolin Temple.

But different from the eagerness of those quacks around him, when this old man stepped into the gate of Shaolin Temple, there seemed to be a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

……

The imperial court actually sent people to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference.

Some Jianghu people who originally thought about being able to fish in troubled waters were somewhat apprehensive.

The venue for the Demon Slaying Conference was chosen in Pagoda Forest in Shaolin Temple.

Around the Tallinn, some tables and chairs were set up for visitors to sit down, and on top of the table stood eminent monks from Shaolin.

And these seats set up around the field are of course allocated to the rich and powerful factions and some magic masters.

As for the rest of the little ones, they can only stand on the outside and watch, and some warriors related to these big factions can stand closer.

As for Zhang Jing and his party, the seats set up are directly on the square platform!
High or low, high or low, etc...

In this ancient temple that promotes the equality of all beings, it is still vividly displayed!
"Everyone in the martial arts world, before March, Jianghu..."

Master Xuanci took a step forward, clasped his palms together, and began to chatter to the surrounding bigwigs.

It was nothing more than accusing Jiang Yuyan of the crimes she committed in the past few months.

Finally, the Shaolin eminent monks who went to Beizhili to catch the demons were praised fiercely.

After Xuanci finished talking, he subconsciously looked at Zhang Jing who was holding the imperial decree.

"You don't need to care about our family. Our family came here by imperial decree just to take away the head of the devil. As for whose hands she died, it is not our family's decision!"

Among the people present, there are many people who are stronger in martial arts than Zhang Jing, but there are only a few who dare to be so arrogant!
"Xuannan, take the disciples of the Bodhidharma Academy to the Lion Forest and ask the three uncles to bring the devil back!"

After listening to Zhang Jing's words, Xuanci turned around and said to Xuannan, the head seat of the Bodhidharma Academy.

"Follow the law!"

XuanNan turned around and led his disciples towards the Lion Forest.

(End of this chapter)