I am in the reincarnation of the heavens

Chapter 106 Shaolin Temple

At the south gate of the capital, a group of monks stepped into the gate, and among them some younger monks were still looking at the capital of Da Zhou curiously.

"President Faming, when you traveled around the rivers and lakes, you also came to the capital of Dazhou, right?"

A middle-aged man in a tight-fitting samurai suit who was leading a horse asked with a smile.

These monks did not come by themselves, but followed the escort of the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, Yan Zhengwei, the head of the Zhengwei Escort Bureau.

Shaolin Temple has many lay disciples, who only teach martial arts, not Buddhist scriptures, they can become masters in a few years and travel around the rivers and lakes.

Many of them have established a lot of properties in the Jianghu, there are martial arts gyms, escort bureaus, and some have become aristocratic families.

How can these people come from Shaolin Temple in their early years, although they are lay disciples, they still have some incense.

So they and the Shaolin Temple weaved a big net for mutual benefit, which is also the reason why the Shaolin Temple has been able to flourish in the Central Plains Wulin for so many years.

This time the disciples of Shaolin Temple came down to the capital, because of the long distance, they were personally escorted by Yan Zhengwei's escort.

Among the monks in this team, a monk in his 50s with a square face and beardless looked at the scenery of the capital and sighed: "I haven't been to the capital for more than 20 years, things are different.

Chief Escort Yan, please take us directly to the mansion of Master Zhang University. The other junior disciples rarely go down the mountain and have never seen the scenery of the capital. Please take them for a stroll, so as to save them from being frizzy and causing trouble by yourself. What trouble is coming. "

Just as Yan Zhengwei wanted to answer, he saw the crowd on the long street parting, accompanied by a rush of hoofbeats, a group of people rushed directly to the Shaolin Temple crowd.

These people are all dressed in black and wearing black hats, even under the scorching sun, they still give off a chilly feeling.

Yan Zhengwei's complexion changed, and he said in a low voice: "Fa Ming, please be careful, these are people from Zhenwutang, because they are all dressed in black, and they are also called black guards.

These guys are not good people, if you can avoid provoking them in the capital, try not to provoke them. "

"Since the Great Monk of Shaolin Temple has come to the capital, why don't you go to Zhenwu Hall to register? Do you know the rules of the capital?"

Yang Sheng took the lead, looking at the monks with a half-smile.

Shaolin Temple is the largest sect of Buddhism, even in the entire Central Plains Jianghu, only the Xuanzhen Taoist sect can compete with it.

Yang Sheng's arrogant attitude immediately angered all the monks in Shaolin Temple.

Before Fa Ming could speak, a monk in his thirties snorted coldly: "My Shaolin disciples came to the capital to celebrate His Majesty's birthday, not to surrender, why should we report?

It's not like I haven't been to the capital before, why did there have such a heavy rule?It's ridiculous! "

Yan Zhengwei's complexion suddenly changed, he quickly stopped the monk who was speaking, and said with a smile on his face: "The governor, calm down, the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple have not gone down the mountain for a long time, so they really don't understand the current situation in the capital.

Don't worry, after they are settled, I will immediately take them to Zhenwu Hall to register and file all the information. "

Others don't know about Yang Sheng's horror, how could Yan Zhengwei, who has been hanging out around the capital, not know about it?
In terms of force, Ma Xian outside Guanwai, the monsters under Shenggong Zhangliang, and the master of King Kong Minglun Temple were all defeated by Yang Sheng, and the notorious Three Eastern Chuanxie were like dead dogs in Yang Sheng's hands. , was easily strangled.

In terms of power, although Zhenwu Hall was established on the foundation of the Royal Shousi, its authority has completely surpassed that of the Royal Shousi. It can deter the imperial court at the top, and suppress the Jianghu at the bottom.

Now under the court, the Eighth Prince died inexplicably, the Empress Dowager became a vegetable, Grand Master Cai had no backer, and took the initiative to subdue Yang Sheng, and Zhang Xiren also lay dormant and silent.

It can be said that the governor of Zhenwutang can be said to have power in the government and the public, and no one dares to provoke him.

Shaolin Temple had a conflict with Yang Sheng and he could go back to the mountain to continue his practice, but Yan Zhengwei still had to live in the capital, so how dare he offend Yang Sheng?

But when did the monks of Shaolin Temple suffer such grievances?
The monk pushed Yan Zhengwei away, and said coldly: "We are monks, not prisoners, why should we take the initiative to register and record our details?
I think this is not the rule of the capital, but the rule of your martial arts hall in Laoshizi Town, right? "

Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes: "This is really the rule of my martial arts hall.

If you don't want to abide by it, but disobey orders, no matter you are Shaolin or Laolin, you will be treated as a traitor! "

As Yang Sheng finished speaking, the Yulin Saber had appeared in his hands at some point, and it was cut down with a slash, and the blade's light stretched for several feet, and it came straight to the monk!

Fa Ming's complexion suddenly changed when he felt the sharp and cold sword intent as if it were a solid blade.

The golden Buddha's light suddenly appeared all over his body, and he made a fist mark with his hands, and the phantom of the arhat loomed faintly in the aura.

Arhat descends the magic seal!
The fist print collided with the knife gang, and there was a loud noise under Fa Ming's feet, and the bluestone slabs under his feet were actually shattered by this forceful impact!
"What a strong inner force!"

Fa Ming's complexion changed.

The internal strength of the chief governor of the Zhenwutang is almost impossible to be what he should have at his age, and it is even stronger than him.

Yang Sheng jumped off his horse violently, his blood burst out, and he punched down in the air, and there was a loud explosion from his vigor.

Faming clasped his palms together, Buddha's light bloomed all over his body, his fists were thick and changeable, fierce and majestic.

Shaolin Arhat Fist!
This Arhat Boxing is the basic boxing method of Luohan Hall, and it is reserved for some young monks to lay the foundation.

But when used by Faming, it is extremely fierce and mighty.

The two people fought head-to-head with their bodies, and the power was so great that every punch was like a roar of thunder.

Except for the battle against Baosheng Batu, this Faming is the strongest warrior Yang Sheng has ever seen, who has cultivated his physical body to the strongest level.

It's just that the current Yang Sheng is not only physically strong, but his inner strength is also unparalleled!
Once the Art of Stealing the Gods was cast, a small spiritual energy storm almost formed around Yang Sheng's body, and the more Fa Ming hit him, the more dimmer the Buddha's light around him became.

Yang Sheng's blood erupted, and his punch directly shattered Fa Ming's protective energy.

At the same time stepping and raising the elbow, the energy explodes!

Bajiquan, elbow to the heart!
Fa Ming was directly sent flying more than ten feet by this sudden blow, and hit the city wall behind him, making a loud noise, which even shook the entire city wall.

His whole body was blasted into the city wall, branding a huge hole in the shape of a human.

The faces of those Shaolin disciples suddenly changed, and they pulled out their sabers and monk sticks one after another, glaring at Yang Sheng and others.

Chen Da let out a grin, and held the wrought-iron dragon stick in his hand on the ground. Yin Wuxie and other black-clothed guards also pulled out their weapons and pointed at the many monks in Shaolin Temple. The atmosphere was suddenly tense.

Yan Zhengwei panicked, persuading the two groups of people at a loss: "What did you say? Why did they start fighting? Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

But obviously, people from Shaolin Temple and Zhenwu Hall all regard him as air.

At this moment, a majestic voice came: "Governor Yang, wait a moment!"

Zhang Xiren, who was wearing a patched official robe, walked over quickly and stood in the middle of Zhenwu Hall and Shaolin Temple.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Sheng signaled the people in the martial arts hall to put away their weapons.

"Why did Master Zhang come here in person? Could it be that you have something to do with these rebels?"

The Shaolin monk who caused trouble with bad mouth before glared at Yang Sheng: "Who do you say is a traitor?"

Yang Sheng glanced at him, and said coldly: "Zhenwutang said you are a traitor and you are a traitor! Those who refuse to accept the advanced Zhao prison will wait for trial."

Zhang Xiren said in a deep voice: "Entering Zhao Prison in Zhenwu Hall, the consequences of being a traitor are probably more serious.

Chief Governor Yang, it is their fault that Shaolin Temple did not understand the rules when they first came to the capital, and the old man will personally send someone to Zhenwutang to register and file.

Zhenwutang has worked hard to protect the safety of the capital and His Majesty. It's because they are too loose and don't understand the painstaking efforts of you, the governor, so there was a misunderstanding and conflict for a while.

I also hope that Governor Yang will not be as knowledgeable as them and give them a chance. "

Yang Sheng took a deep look at Zhang Xiren, and suddenly said with a smile: "Scholar Zhang said this as if I was too narrow-minded.

You have spoken in person, so how can I continue to pester you? "

As he said that, Yang Sheng waved his hand to Chen Da and the others, "Let all the brothers and sisters withdraw, the group of great monks in Shaolin Temple have the personal guarantee of Zhang Dashi, they will definitely not be rebels."

After Yang Sheng and the others withdrew, Fa Ming struggled to crawl out of the hole in the city wall, coughed several times, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Zhang. We didn't expect such troubles to happen when we first entered the capital."

As he said that, Fa Ming looked at the monk who had been talking all the time, and said in a cold voice: "From now on, you must not speak or step out of the university scholar's residence! After you return to Shaolin Temple, you will go to the Discipline Hall to receive your punishment!"

Turning his head to look at Zhang Xiren, Fa Ming frowned and said, "Scholar Zhang, is it true that Yang Sheng, the governor of the Martial Arts Hall, is so arrogant that no one can control the whole court?"

In fact, Fa Ming was also very angry in his heart, so he didn't stop the disciple from talking too much immediately.

But he didn't expect that Yang Sheng would be so arrogant and bold, and he would do it directly when he came up.

Zhang Xiren looked at the direction where Yang Sheng was leaving, shook his head lightly and said, "The other party is now in the midst of his family, and even that old man Cai Yan has given in, so it can be said that no one dares to provoke him.

Chief Fa Ming, it is best not to provoke that Yang Sheng during this time, so as not to cause unnecessary troubles. "

Fa Ming nodded, although he still looked unwilling.

However, after Yang Sheng left, he immediately ordered Yin Wuxie to send someone to keep an eye on the movement of these Shaolin monks.

However, these monks from Shaolin Temple are quite honest. Apart from coming to Zhenwu Hall to register and file, they have never left Zhang Xiren's university scholar's residence.

Three days later, Zhou Heng's birthday officially began. This was also the last day of Yang Sheng's mission, and it was also the day to see the outcome.

(End of this chapter)