Traveling through Yuhuatian, the start of the Sunflower Collection is complete

Chapter 68
In the depths of Songshan Mountain, the silver moon is like a hook.

In the rugged mountains and plains, a series of figures blocked the main roads out of the mountain. All of them were wearing sharp armor, with awe-inspiring aura, and their gleaming sabers and spears reflected the icy cold light under the moonlight.

On the main road up the mountain in the middle, Ma Jinliang is wearing a blue python robe, with an unknown bronze beast mask covering half of his cheeks, his left eye is ice-white and lifeless, like ghost pupils, his right eye is indifferent and cold, with two swords on his back, quietly standing in the middle of the road Cross one's legs and wait.

Next to him was a middle-aged general with a burly body and rough appearance, wearing a black armor, with a saber hanging from his waist, looking majestic.

If you want to block Songshan, it is definitely not enough to bring this few people from Yuhuatian. You must rely on the hands of the local army and the two sides will jointly act.

But at this time, the Second East and West Factory of Daming was extremely powerful, and its influence spread throughout Daming. In addition, it was equivalent to the emperor's close servant, and its power was much greater than that of ordinary officials.

To put it bluntly, any ordinary fan from Dongxi No. [-] Factory who came out of the capital and went to the local government would be confessed by the local officials as if they were ancestors, and they dared not provoke them at all.

Therefore, this blockade of Mount Song was said to be a joint operation, but in fact, Xichang directly dispatched troops from the local government. These local sergeants acted under the orders of Xichang.

And this middle-aged military general is a local army general in the Songshan area, named Wang Meng. This time he obeyed Ma Jinliang's dispatch and specially led more than 1 soldiers to assist Xichang and block the Songshan faction.

Although the Songshan Sect is the head of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, the Songshan Sect alone is a second-rate force in Jianghu, with no more than four hundred members, and most of the elite disciples were taken to the capital by Zuo Lengchan. There are three or two big cats and kittens left.

With this level of strength, to be honest, only the dozens of people from the West Factory are enough to handle it easily, not to mention the more than ten thousand army under Wang Meng's command, which is completely useless to kill chickens.

However, the Songshan faction is not the only force on Songshan Mountain. Even though the Songshan faction is named after "Songshan", it is not the owner of Songshan Mountain. The Songshan faction only occupies a mountain in the middle of Songshan Mountain.

What really occupies the main peak is the Shaolin Temple on Shaoshi Mountain, the main peak of Songshan Mountain. At the same time, Shaolin Temple is the real master of Songshan Mountain!
Shaolin Temple has a long heritage and profound heritage. Even in the entire Daming Jianghu, it is a first-class superpower, an existence that can rival Wudang Sect, Xueyue City, Yihua Palace and other forces.

In front of him, the Songshan School can only be regarded as a younger brother at best, but the Songshan School originated from Songshan, and Shaolin Temple belongs to an external force, occupying the dove's nest and establishing a sect in Songshan, it is not easy to directly attack the Songshan School.

Otherwise, with the strength of Shaolin Temple, how could they tolerate the Songshan faction living in the same mountain with them?
But Ma Jinliang brought so many people here this time, in fact, his main defense was the Shaolin Temple.

Although it was aimed at the Songshan sect this time, Shaolin Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism after all. It is not good to kill people directly in Songshan. Ma Jinliang was worried that Shaolin Temple would intervene, so he took precautions in advance.

Bringing more people is not only to show the determination of the court, but also to deter Shaolin Temple.

At this time, on the top of Songshan Mountain, a few figures could be vaguely seen hiding in the forest and looking down the mountain. When they noticed the densely packed figures at the bottom of the mountain, everyone's faces could not help showing worries, fears and other expressions.

These are people from the Songshan School.

A few days ago, the head of the sect, Zuo Lengchan, led a group of people down the mountain, followed by a few days later, the army of the imperial court came. They didn't need to think about it.

But now that the head of the sect has not returned, the only ones with the highest strength and status in the sect are Lu Bai, the youngest of the "Songshan Thirteen Taibao", the "Crane Hand" and dozens of ordinary disciples.

With such a small number of people, they didn't even have the courage to go down the mountain and ask the court why Songshan was blocked.

Therefore, in the past two days, everyone has been extremely worried and solemn, and they can't even sleep well at night, for fear that people from the court will rush up the mountain at some time, and they will lose their heads in the middle of the night.

But for two days in a row, Ma Jinliang just sent people to block all the main roads in the mountain, and he didn't intend to do anything at all.

After all, Yuhuatian only suspected that people from the Songshan faction had sneaked into the capital, but before there was conclusive evidence, it was not good to directly attack the Songshan faction, otherwise it would easily cause a backlash from other forces.

The Jianghu of the Ming Dynasty has not been very peaceful in recent years. The relationship between the imperial court and the Jianghu can be said to be incompatible. Once the forces of the Jianghu are attacked for no reason, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably be shaken endlessly. It will be the common people who will suffer.

Therefore, Ma Jinliang has been waiting for news from the capital...

"Click, click—"

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and on the mountain road in the distance, there was a sudden sound of hasty horseshoes.

Everyone's spirits were shaken, and when they looked back, they saw a black shadow coming galloping on a horse under the moonlight. Judging by the clothes on their bodies, it was obviously a person from Xichang.

With a flash in his eyes, Ma Jinliang stepped forward slowly, standing in front of the road and waiting quietly.

"Report~!"

The Xichang spies crossed the crowd, walked quickly to Ma Jinliang, got off his horse, and presented a secret letter to Ma Jinliang respectfully:

"Report to the big boss, the governor's secret letter!"

Without hesitation, Ma Jinliang took the secret letter, carefully looked at it twice under the faint moonlight, and a cold murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Shh-"

The next moment, he put away the secret letter, turned around suddenly, looked coldly at the towering buildings in the middle of the mountain, and waved:

"Go!"

Everyone's hearts trembled, and then murderous intentions appeared on their faces. The next moment, the sounds of swords being unsheathed and crossbow arrows being wound were all joined together.

"choke, choke..."

"Shh, shh..."

"kill!!"

Ma Jinliang snorted coldly, and he was alone in the lead, without riding a horse. He tiptoed lightly, flashed a few times in the forest, and then disappeared on the rugged mountain road.

slam-la-

The people in Xichang and the soldiers brought by Wang Meng didn't hesitate, their footsteps were like dense raindrops, they grabbed their weapons and rushed up the mountain.

In an instant, the entire Songshan Mountain shook like an earth dragon turning over, and there was a lot of movement.

The Songshan disciple who was in charge of monitoring immediately discovered this change, his expression changed drastically, and he ran back to the mountain gate immediately, shouting a reminder:
"The imperial army is going up the mountain, be careful!"

"People from the imperial court are coming, don't fucking sleep, wake up!"

"Keep the mountain gate..."

...

Everyone woke up from their sleep in an instant, and ran out with two dark circles under their eyes, looking terrified.

But before they could react, Daodao, a master of Xichang wearing Xichang costumes and holding a sharp weapon, had already crossed the mountain road and appeared in their field of vision.

All of them had cold faces and fierce eyes, like hungry wolves!

"kill!"

The man with the grimace in the lead snarled, and the two swords behind his back were unsheathed in an instant, and he went straight to kill the panic-stricken Songshan disciple.

"laugh--"

The cold light flickered under the moonlight, and as Ma Jinliang's figure swayed, a disciple of Songshan immediately fell under the sword, blood flying everywhere.

Not to be outdone, the rest of the West Plant masters made moves one after another.

In Xichang, although they are just the most ordinary fans, they all have the strength of second- and third-rate warriors, and all of them have experienced many battles, which is not comparable to this group of Songshan disciples who have just started.

In just a few moments, more than half of the dozens of people in Songshan were killed or injured, while everyone in Xichang has not been injured or injured.

Many people with poor psychological qualities were so frightened that they lost their fighting spirit when they saw the people from Xichang killing them was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, and turned around and fled down the mountain.

But as soon as everyone left the mountain gate, they were shot into beehives by the oncoming arrows. The people behind looked at it and found that the outside of the mountain gate had been sealed by the dense imperial army, leaving no gaps.

In such a scene, I am afraid that even a bird cannot fly out.

Seeing this situation, everyone was desperate.

Songshan Santai Bao Lu Bai also noticed the army outside the mountain gate, and with the situation where Songshan disciples fell one after another, he also understood that the general situation was over, and they couldn't stop the masters of the court, so he went in the opposite direction and turned around , ran towards Shaoshi Mountain.

He is going to the Shaolin Temple to ask for help, and ask the Shaolin Temple to uphold justice for them!

But as soon as he set off, he found that on the mountain road in front of him, at some point, there was a figure holding two swords and a bronze face, staring at him coldly.

"The head of the big stall in Xichang, Ma Jinliang!"

Lu Bai's face changed suddenly, and he immediately recognized Ma Jinliang's identity. Although he was confident in his own strength, he knew that he could not be Ma Jinliang's opponent, so he immediately turned around and fled in the other direction.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Ma Jinliang's eyes, and he let him run for about ten steps before following him with lightness kung fu. In the blink of an eye, he came to Lu Bai, with his swords flying across the air, and slashed behind him...

"Ding, ding—"

But at this moment, two bursts of wind sounded in the night sky, followed by two crisp sounds, and Ma Jinliang's sword was directly blown away, tilted aside.

Lu Bai escaped from the dead, and he was relieved immediately. He subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the breaking wind, and immediately revealed surprise:
"Master, save me! I beg you, Master, to save me from the Songshan sect..."

Ma Jinliang also looked back, followed by narrowing his eyes slightly, during which there was a flash of cold murderous intent, but his heart sank slightly.

He also knew the person who came, and they were the two god monks Kongjian and Kongzhi who had met once in the northwest desert, followed by the eighteen arhats from Shaolin Temple.

What he was most worried about happened, Shaolin Temple finally intervened...

"Amitabha!"

Kong saw the divine monk walking slowly beside Lu Bai, with a solemn appearance and a benevolent face, looking at Ma Jinliang and the others, clasped his hands together, and performed Buddhist etiquette, saying:

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Every time someone is injured, one's own sins will increase. Why should the benefactor kill them all?"

Ma Jinliang's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Songshan School participated in the emperor's drowning case, which involved treason. I was ordered to arrest the disciples of Songshan School and bring them to justice. You Shaolin Temple, are you sure you want to intervene in this matter?"

Seeing that the divine monk's expression remained unchanged, Kong shook his head slightly and said:
"Since they were arrested and brought to justice, why did Benefactor Ma act so cruelly? There are dozens of disciples in Songshan Mountain, but none of them are left behind..."

"Moreover, the imperial court has to rely on evidence to handle the case. Whether the Songshan faction participated in the rebellion or not, the benefactor can't justify it with just his mouth."

Ma Jinliang's eyes became colder, he didn't talk nonsense with him, and said indifferently:
"What I say in Xichang is evidence!"

"My seat asks again, you Shaolin Temple, are you sure you want to take this muddy water?"

Seeing the monk in the air, he shook his head slightly and said:

"If Ma Shi wants to kill them all, the poor monk will also take action to prevent the donor from continuing to kill. After all, as a monk, the poor monk can't do nothing."

Ma Jinliang said coldly: "The hypocrisy is disgusting!"

As he spoke, ignoring the downcast face of the divine monk, he took a deep look at the location of Mount Shaoshi on the top of the mountain, and said coldly:

"Shaolin Temple sheltered the imperial court's criminals, I will remember that, in a few days, I will definitely visit Shaoshi Mountain again. At that time, I hope you will be merciful!"

"Let's go, continue to seal Songshan, and don't let anyone out of the mountain!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and led people down the mountain with a cold face.

Ma Jinliang is not a fool, Shaolin Temple is far more powerful than Songshan School, and has a long history and rich background, no one knows how many masters are hidden in the ancient temple with a history of hundreds of years on Shaoshi Mountain.

Not to mention other things, there are at least five masters exposed to the public: one is Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple; the other is the four great monks of Shaolin.

For a powerhouse of this level, ordinary swords and arrows can no longer do much for them.

Warriors can only be dealt with by warriors.

"Shhhhh-"

People from the imperial court came and went quickly.

Soon, under the leadership of Ma Jinliang, everyone in Xichang and many soldiers took a stand, but left corpses and broken limbs all over the ground...

The only survivor was Songshan Santaibao's "Crane Hand" Lu Bai. He heaved a long sigh of relief as he watched the figures of the people coming down the mountain from the court.
"Thank you, masters, for saving your life. Otherwise, my Songshan sect might be wiped out by the imperial court today..."

"Benefactor Lu is serious. Both Shaolin and Songshan sect have established and developed in Songshan, so we should take care of each other."

Seeing that the god monk didn't hold on to his identity, he bowed politely to Lu Bai.

The monk Kongzhi had a dignified expression and did not speak.

Looking at the densely packed figures that were shuttling through the mountains and forests and then gradually disappearing, he sighed inwardly:

"Since the people from the imperial court attacked the mountain directly, Zuo Lengchan and other Songshan masters who went out are probably in danger."

"Now the Songshan faction is basically no different from Miemen..."

But knowing that the Songshan School was over, the monk Kongzhi couldn't be happy at all, instead his face was full of sadness.

Shaolin Temple took action to protect Songshan Mountain and had a grudge with the court. Once the court gathers martial arts masters and troops to attack Shaolin again, Shaolin Temple does not know whether it can maintain its current heritage and status...

After all, the Ming court is the real master of this eastern territory, representing the face of Daming.

No matter how powerful the Jianghu forces are, as long as they don't unite and join forces to deal with the imperial court, they will definitely perish in the end.

No matter how strong the Shaolin Temple is, it cannot be stronger than the imperial court...
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I took a day off. I really have no idea. I have been adjusting my mentality and looking for inspiration. I didn’t sleep all night last night. I watched a movie and started coding after three o’clock. I am very sorry.

When I have no ideas, even if I sit in front of the computer all day, my mind is still in chaos, and I can’t get into the state at all, but it’s much better now, and I’ll make up for what’s missing. …

(End of this chapter)