The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 97
Thinking of this, Yang Chengye continued to ask: "Where is Master Enlightenment now?"

Biliecha raised his finger and said, "I locked him in the stable."

"Take me there!" Yang Chengye ordered Biliecha.

"Good, good, good!"

After speaking, Biliecha led Yang Chengye towards the Tatar tribe's stable.

The stables of the Tatar tribe are very large, which can accommodate tens of thousands of horses galloping back and forth.

These horses are all very tall, fat and strong.

Seeing these fine horses, Yang Chengye thought to himself: "No wonder the Mongolian cavalry are unparalleled in the world. Not everyone can afford to keep these fine horses alone."

Suddenly, Yang Chengye saw an iron cage in a corner of the stable. The iron cage was two meters high and one meter wide.

An iron chain as thick as a baby's arm was tied to the cage, and a person was tied to the other end of the iron chain.

This person is unkempt, skinny, and with tattered clothes, even worse than a beggar.

The man was sitting cross-legged in an iron cage with his eyes closed and chanting sutras.

What made Yang Chengye most angry was that the iron chain that was as thick as the baby's arm was tied around the man's neck, and it was already rusted.

"Where is the awareness?"

Yang Chengye asked Biliecha coldly.

Biliecha hurriedly pointed to the person in the iron cage and said, "That's him!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Yang Chengye opened his eyes angrily, it is really unforgivable that Master Jue Wu was tortured into such a state by them.

Yang Chengye clicked on the acupoints of Biliecha, let him stand in place, and then kicked the gate of the stables away, and slapped the horses' buttocks with two palms. All the tens of thousands of horses were frightened, and rushed out from the gate. Scattered and fled.

After all the horses in the stable had escaped, Yang Chengye came to the front of the iron cage, stretched out his hand, and pulled the iron cage to pieces.

At this time, the enlightened monk also opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Yang Chengye.

"Master Enlightenment!"

Yang Chengye said softly to the enlightened monk.

The enlightened monk opened and closed his mouth, and said weakly: "This old man is just awakened, I don't know that the little benefactor is..."

Yang Chengye replied: "Master, I was entrusted by someone to come to you. I didn't expect the master to fall into such a situation. It's all because I came late!"

"I'll take you out here."

Yang Chengye broke the iron chain tied around Juewu's neck, carried it on his back, and left the stable.

Yang Chengye carried his consciousness on his back, and his nose smelled a stench. No wonder, this consciousness was imprisoned here. Not only was his martial arts abolished, he also ate and drank here, so it was strange that there was no smell.

Yang Chengye carried Juwu on his back, grabbed Biliecha and returned to the tent, ordered Biliecha to send someone to take a bath for Juwu, and put on dry clothes.

During this period, Yang Chengye searched for the body of the monk Juexin outside the tent, but he couldn't find it.

It seems that the old thief is not dead, he should have escaped.

Yang Chengye returned to the tent and saw Juewu sitting cross-legged on the ground, with Biliecha father and daughter and two girls from the Tatar tribe standing beside him.

Without saying a word, Yang Chengye kicked Biliecha's lower abdomen and sent him flying.

Biliecha screamed and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

"Father Khan!"

With a cry of surprise, Wu Tuya threw herself on Biliecha.

"Bastard, do you deal with people like this? It's not as good as pigs and dogs. Today, labor and management will treat people with their own way, so that you can taste what it's like to be a beast."

After hearing Yang Chengye's words, Biliecha's father and daughter hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Namo Amitabha!"

At this time, the monk Juewu opened his eyes and said: "Little benefactor, people are not sages and sages can do nothing. Besides, they already know their mistakes, so there is no need to pursue it."

Yang Chengye snorted coldly and said, "Go and wait outside, you must be there whenever you are called, otherwise your Tatar tribe will disappear from the grassland!"

Biliecha thanked in a hurry, and was supported by Wu Tuya and the two girls to leave the tent.

When only Yang Chengye and monk Juewu were left in the tent, Juewu asked Yang Chengye: "I wonder who entrusted the little benefactor to find the old monk?"

Yang Chengye took out the letter that Han Shizhong handed over to him, and said, "Master, this is a letter from Marshal Han, you will know it after reading it."

Jue Wu took the letter and opened it to read it. After a long time, he closed the letter with tears streaming down his face.

Jue Wu murmured: "It turned out to be my poor girl, but it's a pity that my old man is also powerless!"

"Master, as long as you inject a little bit of your bone marrow into the old lady, the old lady can recover."

Yang Chengye said to Juewu, "And it won't damage your body."

Juewu sighed, and said: "It's not that I miss this skin, it's just that I've run out of energy and my time is numbered. This place is thousands of miles away from Lin'an, how can we get there?"

"Besides, my nephew said that he must arrive in Lin'an within half a year, but it has been nearly a year now, this..."

Hearing the words of Enlightenment, Yang Chengye was taken aback for a moment, the fact is indeed the case, he was still stuck a year ago, if it wasn't for the reminder from Enlightenment, he would have forgotten it.

Yang Chengye said dejectedly: "How should I explain this to Marshal Han!"

"Namo Amitabha!"

Enlightenment clasped his palms together and said: "There is no tree for Bodhi, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust?"

"A person's life has been rushed for decades, who can not die?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are predestined, why bother to be greedy in the world of mortals, life, old age, sickness and death are unpredictable, go to bliss early to determine the universe."

After hearing Jue Wu's words, Yang Chengye suddenly became enlightened, and said, "Master, I have been taught!"

After a pause, Yang Chengye continued to ask: "I don't know why the master fell into such a situation?"

Juewu sighed and said, "Human greed is endless."

"This old monk is the head of the Baicao Pavilion in Shaolin Temple. He heard that a rare spiritual fruit appeared near Yanmen Pass, which can heal the dead. So I went to Yanmen Pass."

"How can I imagine that the old monk did not find the spiritual fruit, but got a scripture by chance, called the Nine Yin Manual."

"The old man couldn't understand after flipping through it. The records in it are all Taoist classics."

"Although I can't understand it, I also know that this scripture is extraordinary, so I contacted the abbot of this temple, hoping that he can send someone to bring this scripture back to Shaolin Temple."

"It's actually Senior Brother Juexin who didn't expect to come. When he saw the content of the scriptures, he even threatened the old monk and snatched the scriptures."

"The old monk was seriously injured and fled to Yanmen Temple. The abbot of Yanmen Temple, Master Kongming, was an old friend of the old monk, so he led the temple people to drive Juexin back."

"Later, Juexin colluded with the Tatar tribe to capture Yanmen Temple, and Master Kongming was also killed to protect me."

"The old man was caught by them, he broke his Qihai hole, and all his skills were wasted."

"The old monk has held on for more than two years, just to wait until someone who is destined can pass on this scripture, and also to prevent it from falling into the hands of treacherous people."

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