In the ancient Great Qin Kingdom, the center of power, a young emperor Yingzheng faced the Shaolin monk in front of him, his face was contemptuous, he snorted coldly, and his tone revealed deep disdain. He spoke slowly, with an unquestionable determination in his voice: "This Shaolin Buddhism is really shameless to the extreme!".
A flash of memory flashed in his eyes, as if he had returned to the past, when Buddhism had tried to spread Buddhism, establish martial arts, and open Buddhist temples in Daqin. Even, Ying Zheng at that time was also moved and considered allowing this group of monks to enter Daqin. However, all this was forced to be shelved because of Yingyun's resolute opposition. Looking back now, Ying Zheng can't help but congratulate how wise his decision was.
He continued: "Even the famous Shaolin Temple in Kyushu is so despicable and indiscriminate, how good can the other temples be? Ying Zheng's words were full of contempt for Buddhism.
However, as a real hero, Ying Yun just stood aside silently, watching Ying Zheng boast there, his face showed a trace of helplessness, but he did not expose the truth. Ying Yun's gaze seemed to touch Ying Zheng, making him blush and cough dryly, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Ying Zheng continued: "Of course, this is inseparable from Ying Yun's exhortation at the beginning...... "He seemed to realize something, and added: "I will remember you for this matter." "
When those present heard this, they were all amazed. Their opinion of the Nine Emperors was no longer the contempt they had at the beginning, but full of respect. They began to think that although the Nine Emperor Princes were somewhat inconspicuous, they were extremely intelligent.
Ying Yun himself was a little tired and didn't want to explain anything more, he just glanced at his mouth lightly, thinking to himself: "Tired, let's destroy!"
At this moment, Gai Nie's eyes fell on the picture on the Heavenly Dao Gold List, he saw the rushing river, but he didn't see the figures of Zhang Junbao and Guo Xiang. He whispered softly, "It shouldn't be life-threatening, right?" Everyone's eyes were once again focused on the Heavenly Dao Gold List, and finally saw the figures of Zhang Junbao and Guo Xiang.
They lay at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, and Zhang Junbao was seriously injured, but he still dragged Guo Xiang out of the raging river. Although he is exhausted, he is still alive, and that is enough. Guo Xiang also gradually woke up, looking at Zhang Junbao who was covered in scars, a trace of guilt and distress flashed in her eyes.
As time passed, Zhang Junbao's injuries gradually improved, and his strength was also recovering. And Guo Xiang also recovered his strength during this time. However, the time of separation has finally come. Guo Xiang still has to continue her journey, to find the person in her heart, while Zhang Junbao stays in Shaomu Mountain, although he has become an outcast of Shaolin, but in his heart, as long as he can be with Guo Xiang, it is enough.
In the end, Zhang Junbao chose to let go. He turned around slowly, no longer staring in the direction Guo Xiang had left. His steps were heavy, and every step seemed to step on his tired heart. He had no destination, no way back, just let his footsteps lead him, leaving Shaomuro Mountain, leaving the place that once gave him warmth and hope.
Zhang Junbao's figure gradually disappeared into the vast mountains and forests, as if along with his name, would also be swallowed up by the vast rivers and lakes. His future, like this misty mountain forest, is full of unknowns and confusion. However, even in such despair, his martial arts heart was still not extinguished, and the heart that pursued the highest realm of martial arts was still beating in his chest, waiting for the next turning point.
At that particular time, Zhang Junbao felt lonely like never before. Guo Xiang, his best friend and partner, was not by his side, and his heart was full of confusion and helplessness. The feeling was like a cold current that pierced his heart and left him at a loss. He looked around, as if there was no place for him in the entire Kyushu Continent.
In such a state of mind, Zhang Junbao's mind involuntarily recalled what Guo Xiang had said. Those words were like a beacon in the distance, guiding him in the direction. Guo Xiang once told him that if one day he was in trouble, he could go to Xiangyang to find her parents, and there would be someone there to help him.
Xiangyang, this name echoed in Zhang Junbao's heart. He knew that it was a place of hope, and maybe it would give him a glimmer of life. Despite the hesitation and uneasiness in his heart, Zhang Junbao took a deep breath and tried to calm his disordered emotions. He knew that he couldn't just give up, he needed to move on and find that glimmer of hope for survival.
So, with a nervous heart, Zhang Junbao embarked on the road to Xiangyang City. Every step seemed heavy and difficult, but he had no choice, because he understood that at this moment, he had reached a crossroads in his life, and there was no way back but to move forward.
Xiangyang City, for Zhang Junbao, is not only a geographical location, but also a sustenance in his heart, a place that may change his fate. He didn't know what was waiting for him in Xiangyang, but he knew that only by going there could he find the answer and find his own future.
In the ancient Great Qin Empire, there was a legend about Guo Xiang's parents. They were the chivalrous men of their time, known for their justice and courage. In the depths of the palace, King Yingzheng's gaze paused slightly after witnessing Zhang Junbao's actions, and he whispered to himself, revealing his respect for this young grandmaster: "Zhang Junbao, this name will be a respected existence in any dynasty. "
Ying Zheng stood in the perspective of the emperor, gained insight into the dilemma faced by Zhang Junbao, and said the solution. However, at that time, Zhang Junbao was just a teenager who was not deeply involved in the world, and he had been doing miscellaneous labor in the Shaolin Temple, and for him, martial arts was his whole world. He never thought that he could go out of the Shaolin Temple and go to the major dynasties to find a new path in life.
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