After ten years of cold window, you told me it was Zongwu?

Zhuge Zhengwo is indeed a capable minister, but with just one look, he understands my heart.

"Then how do you say to deal with it?" the emperor asked, "Who will investigate?"

Zhuge Zhengwo looked serious: "Your Majesty, I believe that the generals of the Yang family are loyal to the country and they are also generals. They can investigate this matter."

"Okay, Yang Ye, come forward." The emperor looked at a general, "I will leave this matter to you. Be sure to find out the truth for me."

Yang Ye's scalp was numb, so he had no choice but to step forward to accept the order: "The minister leads the order, thank you for your trust."

The emperor: "As for Su Han, Zhuge Zhengzheng, what do you think should be done?"

Zhuge Zhengwo murmured: "Your Majesty, Su Han is too powerful, even if he sends a master to arrest him, he may return in vain."

"Where's the great master?" the emperor asked.

He lost [-] elite Shenwu troops, and his heart was already burning with anger.

Zhuge Zheng me: "Your Majesty, the Vulture Palace in Tianshan was created by Xiaoyaozi. This person's life and death are unknown now. If you send a large sect to arrest his disciple and grandson, I am afraid that this person will come out of the mountain."

"Xiaoyaozi?" The emperor sat up straight suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and his voice was a little higher, "Is that Xiaoyaozi who competed with the ancestor and Murong Longcheng?".

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"Exactly."

The emperor immediately calmed down.

Zhao Kuangyin's patriarch wrote in his notes that Xiaoyaozi studied heaven and man, and even broke into the imperial city back then, and designated Tianshan as the Xiaoyao sect's resident.

Only a few decades have passed, even if he did not break through the realm, this one is not so easy to die.

If this person is lured out of the mountain, the consequences will definitely be disastrous.

Thinking of the terrible consequences, the emperor's dragon robe was wet with cold sweat.

"In that case, let's just issue a arrest warrant."

Zhuge corrected me: "Your Majesty is wise."

On that day, a strange arrest warrant spread all over the world.

[Capture the evil king Su Han, with a head of thousands of taels of silver, and a first-class martial arts department. 】

Seeing the arrest warrant, the people in Jianghu were speechless.

Is this something worth fighting for?

That's facing the evil king, a ruthless man who can break through all armies.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is Emperor Song admitting cowardice.

In this regard, some small factions in the Jianghu made a lot of noise, but the big factions were rarely silent, and did not jump out to make trouble.

Regarding the matter of arresting Su Han, the imperial court acted carelessly.

The handling of Jiangmen was like thunder descending into the world, not sloppy at all.

According to statistics by interested people, six generals fell that day, followed by frequent deployment of troops and stricter restrictions on generals.

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Shaoshi Mountain.

Mahavira Hall.

Shaolin is the ancestral home of Zen sect, the incense is at its peak, pilgrims come in large numbers, and the monks are naturally not short of money, and the whole hall is magnificently decorated.

The golden Buddha, the golden walls, and even the beams and pillars are exquisitely carved and affixed with gold foil. The whole hall is shimmering with golden light, which is almost blinding.

Only monks can appreciate this beauty.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the hall froze.

A large group of monks bowed their heads without saying a word, and their eyes fell on the monks on the stretchers.

The monk on the stretcher was none other than Xuan Ku.

Ling Shi stretched out his right hand, pressed on the Xuanku Vein Gate, and said after a long time, "The injuries to the five viscera have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and although they can save their lives, they cannot save their martial arts."

Xuan Ku had expected it a long time ago, his expression remained unchanged, and he clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I'm sorry for Abbot Lao. This poor monk's martial arts is just a trivial matter, and the 30 things about senior brother Xuanci...cough cough..."

Before going down the mountain, Xuanci handed over the position of abbot temporarily to monk Lingshi, now that Xuanci died, the position of abbot of Shaolin naturally fell to the previous generation of eminent monk Lingshi.

Seeing Xuan Ku's pained look, Ling Shi quickly recovered a trace of his true energy, and said, "Nephew Xuan Ku, don't worry, how can I just expose the matter of Xuan Ci!"

Six monks of the Xuan family and eighteen Arhat monks went there, only Xuan Ku came back. It can be said that this is the biggest shame of Shaolin for hundreds of years.

If Ling Shi dared to bear it, he would definitely not be able to secure his position as abbot.

Hearing this, the Xuanku look relaxed.

Ling Shi turned around, looked at a monk with white beard and hair, and said, "Xuan Cheng, I taught you the Yi Jin Jing before, did you understand it well, when will you be able to use force?"

Xuan Cheng, the most powerful genius in Shaolin Temple for 200 years, was full of talent when he was young, but in middle age, he has already practiced thirteen unique skills in Shaolin.

It's just that the heavens are jealous of talents, Xuancheng's meridians all over his body were cut off at the age of 30, and his martial arts were useless, so he could only eat fast and chant Buddha in the temple, and could no longer use martial arts.

Can't even do heavy work.

At the beginning, Xuan Cheng also thought so in his heart.

It wasn't until a month ago, when Xuan Ci went down the mountain, and Ling Shi was promoted to acting abbot, and came to him, that Xuan Cheng understood the truth of the matter.

It turned out that he didn't lose his temper because he was too anxious to practice martial arts back then, but was plotted against.

The name of the Thirteen Absolute Divine Monks is too terrifying!

He is strong in martial arts and has a high integrity. He is the object of worship of many Shaolin disciples, and he is one of the strong candidates for the next generation head of Shaolin Temple.

In this case, he naturally became a stumbling block in the hearts of others, and he wanted to get rid of it quickly.

At first, Xuanci invited him to participate in the battle of Yanmen Pass.

But where he was obsessed with martial arts, he was willing to go there, so he escaped the catastrophe.

It's just that it's easy to hide from an open gun, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow.

In the end, Xuancheng, the thirteen gods, was still useless in martial arts and became a Buddhist monk in Shaolin Temple, losing the chance to compete for the head.

After receiving Ling Shi's guidance, Xuan Cheng knew the truth, and immediately flew into a rage. After being angry for a while, he had no choice but to sigh.

Even if he knew the truth now, so what?

The other is the abbot of Shaolin, he is just a useless person with no martial arts.

"No, nephew Xuancheng, you still have a chance." Ling Shi waved his hand and took out a scripture from his arms, "This scripture is the Shaolin Yijin Jing, which is the highest secret of this temple. Now I can pass it on to you. you."

Xuan Cheng was taken aback: "What does Uncle Master want?"

Ling Shi proudly said: "I want to become the real abbot of Shaolin, and I want you to support me. Back then, I was defeated by my junior brother Lingmen. I was also a loser just like you. I want to get back everything I lost. .Don't you want to?"

A monk with a spiritual character, the Dharma name is the largest Buddhist sect, and he is destined to save him...

Ling Shi is a master of the Lingzi generation, but he missed the position of abbot.

This incident has always been regarded as a lifelong regret by him.

Unexpectedly, an opportunity came quietly, and Xuanci actually made him the acting abbot.

Seeing the crazy-looking Ling Shi, Xuan Cheng was silent, and then responded: "Since the uncle loves you, how dare Xuan Cheng refuse?"

30 years ago, he was still a martial idiot addicted to martial arts.

Thirty years later, he has already seen it clearly - what is the use of being able to fight, without power, without background, nothing!

With his martial arts exhausted, he has had enough of the warmth and coldness of the world. Things that he didn't care about in the past, now he cares very much.

"Report to Abbot, in another three months, the poor monk will be able to fully recover his martial arts." Xuan Cheng said proudly, "At that time, the poor monk will personally go to the Vulture Palace to seek justice from Tianshan Child Elder and the evil king. I want Let the world know that Shaolin is not easy to be bullied."

Ling Shi nodded secretly: "Okay. The abbot will wait another three months."

"Yes."

When the group of monks heard that Xuan Cheng's martial arts was about to recover, they couldn't help showing surprise, they were stunned for a moment, and then congratulated.

For a time, the entire hall was filled with flattery.

Xuan Cheng raised his head proudly, accepted the compliments from the monks, and was in a good mood: "I used to think that martial arts are wonderful and unique in the world, but I didn't expect power to be more intoxicating. It's wonderful. It seems that this poor abbot of Shaolin The monks are about to compete!"

"Uncle Lingshi, we are different. They directly abolished me in order to prevent me from competing for the position of leader. But you are intact. This shows that I am a genius, and you are just a waste."

"Since you are trash, then stay where you should be. Haha... Shaolin will only belong to poor monks. I will take back everything you owe me, take it back!"

……

Su Han stepped on a boulder and suddenly rose into the air like a falcon. He swayed hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. After landing, his figure looked like a ghost, and he moved over the open space in just one breath. , leaving hundreds of footprints.

The speed is so fast that it is simply appalling.

This stunned the women who were watching from a distance.

Mei Jian exclaimed: "Young master, your lightness kung fu is probably not comparable to that of a master at the master level."

Lan Jian nodded: "Yes, one step volleys across a hundred meters. As long as you stay in the air for a few breaths, you can span a few miles. It's like a fairy."

"Master is naturally the most powerful." Ah Zi was the most blind, without saying anything else, rushed over, expressing her joy.

"Is this martial arts?" Wang Yuyan was a little moved, "Can I also learn martial arts? If I can fly like a bird, I think it would be a beautiful thing."

Su Han fell in front of the crowd: "The gods are exaggerating, it's just a peerless light skill."

After controlling a group of monks, Su Han and others stayed in the temple for a short rest. Taking advantage of this period of time, Su Han also began to integrate the Langhuan Jade Cave, Returning Water Pavilion, and various lightness skills of the Xiaoyao Sect Law.

Now his lightness kung fu is not only small-scale movement, mysterious and incomparable, long-distance attack is as fast as a falcon, crossing through the air, walking on water, volleying straight up, etc. has also reached an extremely delicate level.

Even forcibly turning the direction in mid-air can be done.

It can be described as unpredictable.

Su Han called this fusion of lightness skills "Flying Immortal Steps".

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Su Han always feels that when performing lightness kung fu, Ji Yang Zhen Qi is extremely useful, and even the speed will be three points faster.

"Could this be the reason why the speed of the Sunflower Book is unparalleled?" Su Han guessed in his heart.

On the other hand, "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" was also integrated by him during this time, and it was completely integrated into the Jiuding body training technique, which made the progress of the exercise reach the level of the Jiuding body training and reached the level of the second tripod. Enough, he can directly condense into two cauldrons of qi and blood.