All Heavens Xie Wu

At the beginning, everyone disapproved, thinking that doing so would easily offend the court, which would lead to some bad consequences.

Even Dong Tianbao, the warlord who hated Shaolin, didn't want Su Yang to go to Shaolin, thinking that the idea of ​​forming monk soldiers was too risky and not worth it.

In the end, Su Yang came up with the idea that to eliminate the golden man and end the troubled times, he needed powerful monks and soldiers, and he easily settled everyone.

In fact, this is not only for the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, but also for the formation of monks and soldiers. Now that the troubled times are coming, Shaolin, as the existence of the Taishan Beidou in the Central Plains martial arts, naturally cannot stay out of it.

After all, under the nest, there are no eggs!

What's more, now that the Jin army has reached the opposite side of the Yellow River, if it weren't for the [-] troops from Jingzhao Mansion to resist, they would have successfully crossed the river long ago.

Su Yang still understands the truth that if you defend for a long time, you will lose.

If you want to defeat the Jin army, you can only increase your strength.

The Shaolin monks are the first choice.

It can be imagined that a thousand "Dong Tianbao" are fighting on the battlefield, the power is absolutely self-evident.

Besides, isn't Shaolin always using the slogan of "pursuing sentient beings"?

Forming monk soldiers now just gave them this opportunity...

"Open up!"

"Open up!"

"Open up!"

……

The four swordsmen roared.

In addition to the four swordsmen and the [-] troops who stayed behind to guard the camp, these carefully selected [-] troops began to march in a hurry.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

The mighty army was dispatched, and the ground shook slightly amidst the dust that was rolled up.

The mighty military power soared into the sky, sweeping all directions, causing countless people to look sideways.

...asking for a ticket...

Suburbs, Taoist temples.

Daoist Ling hurriedly ran into the yard from the outside, looked at Qiu Xue who was taking care of Zhang Junbao, and said hastily: "Qiu Xue, San Crazy, what kind of madness that kid Su Yang has caused Dong Tianbao to lead [-] people?" The mighty army is heading towards Shaolin..."

Since the last time in the military camp, Zhang Junbao has become crazy, and he doesn't know what to do every day, which makes Qiu Xue and Taoist Ling very helpless.

During this period, the two were tortured countless times by Zhang Junbao, and sometimes they would go crazy three times a day, so that Daoist Ling stopped calling him by his name, but gave him a nickname, "" Three crazy".

"what?!!"

However, when Daoist Ling said that Su Yang was leading the army towards Shaolin Temple, Zhang Junbao in a stupid state suddenly roared, and threw the ball in his hand directly to the ground, exuding a powerful momentum, and instantly came to Daoist Ling Before he grabbed his arm with both hands, he shouted, "What did you say?"

His angry eyes were wide open, his face was ferocious, his voice was like thunder, and his appearance was extremely terrifying, like an angry tiger, extremely fierce.

"Ah, it hurts... Zhang Sanfeng, let me go..."

When Daoshi Ling was grabbed by him like this, he felt as if his arms had been caught by iron tongs. The severe pain was directly sent to his brain, and he let out a scream that didn't come from his mouth.

Qiuxue saw Zhang Junbao who suddenly burst into flames, and the screams from Daoist Ling's mouth. The things in his hands were scattered all over the ground in shock. She was stunned for three seconds before she realized it. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Junbao's arm, and said loudly: " Jun Bao, what are you doing, quickly let go of Taoist Ling..."

The voice was a little hasty, obviously it could be seen that Ling Daoshi's complexion was not good.

"Yes, you lunatic, let me go quickly, it hurts me to death..."

Taoist Ling also echoed loudly, with strong anger in his voice, since Zhang Junbao went 'crazy', such things happen often, no matter how good the temper is, enough is enough.

If it wasn't for the goodness of Zhang Junbao in the past, he would have been severely punished long ago!

The premise is that he can beat Zhang Junbao!

"Let me ask you, where did Su Yang ask Dong Tianbao to take the army?"

Under Qiu Xue's persuasion, Zhang Junbao slowly let go of Taoist Ling, but the fierce aura on his body has never been eliminated, and it is still extremely powerful.

"Shaolin, don't you understand..."

Taoist Ling replied angrily, why did the crazy Zhang Junbao ask such a question?

"No, I want to stop him, I can't let him destroy Shaolin..."

Zhang Junbao let out a roar, and rushed directly to the outside of the Taoist temple, but he was hugged by Qiu Xue just as he took a step.

"Jun Bao, you are crazy, this matter is beyond your control!"

Qiu Xue shouted anxiously.

"Qiu Xue, let me go, I have to stop, otherwise Shaolin will be destroyed by Dong Tianbao?"

Zhang Junbao could shake Qiuxue's arm away with his great strength, but he didn't want to hurt Qiuxue that way, so he opened his mouth to let her go.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Qiu Xue's determination. Even though he found that Zhang Junbao had returned to normal, he didn't intend to let go of his arms at all.

"No, I can't let you go, it's too dangerous..."

Qiuxue refused Zhang Junbao's request and refused to let go, just like a young daughter-in-law preventing her husband from going out to do stupid things.

"Qiu Xue, let me go, this time I really want to go, you don't know the grievances between Tianbao and Shaolin Temple, if you don't stop him, Shaolin will really be over..."

Seeing Qiuxue's nervous appearance, Zhang Junbao's heart that wanted to forcefully break free finally softened, and he quickly explained: "When Jun Bao and I competed in Shaolin Temple, it was obviously Xin Bao who was playing tricks... In the end, I was expelled from the teacher by my uncle. Door.

I know that Tianbao has never let go of this matter. Now that he has become one of the best figures in the army, he will definitely go to Shaolin to ask his uncle to settle the score.

But I didn't expect that he would pass by so soon..."

Following the narration, the two also learned about the grievances between Dong Tianbao and others and Shaolin Temple. Qiu Xue couldn't help but let go of Zhang Junbao's arm, and murmured: "So it's like this..."

According to Dong Tianbao's temperament of vengeance, he would indeed do what Zhang Junbao said, and he would definitely not let Shaolin Temple go.

It's a pity, they thought wrong, this time it was Su Yang who was going to Shaolin Temple, and Dong Tianbao directly became a 'scapegoat'!

"If you die, you will die. A group of bald donkeys who are greedy for enjoyment. Now they are in power in troubled times. They don't want to go out to rescue the suffering, but they nest on the mountain to accept offerings from the people..."

Taoist Ling uttered an angry scolding, without any scruples about Zhang Junbao's face, in his heart, he looked down on the monk himself.

"Stop talking, I have to go..."

Zhang Junbao took a deep look at Taoist Ling, gave Qiuxue a look of waiting for me, and rushed out the door, heading towards Shaolin Temple.

"Ugh!"

Looking at Zhang Junbao's leaving figure, Qiu Xue sighed leisurely, looking a little sad.

Daoist Ling shook his head when he heard Qiu Xue's sigh, "Qiu Xue, this guy is already crazy..."

Shaolin Temple, Shanmen.

After traveling all morning, we finally arrived here.

Su Yang rode on the horse, looked at Dong Tianbao with complicated complexion beside him, smiled slightly, knew what he was thinking, and then said, "Tianbao, go to worship the mountain..."

"Yes, my lord!"

Dong Tianbao took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the gate of Shaolin Temple. Every step he took was heavy, like a thousand catties.

However, before he reached the mountain gate, a disheveled man suddenly jumped out from the side path and blocked his way.

It was Zhang Junbao who came from the Taoist temple on the outskirts of Jingzhao Mansion, but he looked a bit sloppy, like a beggar, completely inconsistent with the previous chic.

As soon as he appeared, he uttered angrily: "Tianbao, are you crazy? You actually came to Shaolin Temple with an army, do you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?!"

To be honest, even though we had broken up with Tianbao, when we heard that Tianbao brought people to Shaolin, I still couldn't help worrying about his safety.

Having grown up in Shaolin Temple, he knows how terrifying the power hidden in Shaolin Temple is, and Dong Tianbao cannot contend against it alone.

Even if he has an army of [-], he may not be able to take advantage of it.

"Junbao, this matter has nothing to do with you, let's get out of the way!"

Dong Tianbao didn't expect Zhang Junbao to come here, and said with a complex expression.

"Zhang Junbao, we have something to say first, have you forgotten?"

Su Yang drove forward. Although he was a little surprised by Zhang Junbao's appearance, he didn't take it seriously. At this time, he was not Zhang Sanfeng, the true martial emperor of later generations, and it was normal to worry about Shaolin in his heart.

Besides, they did not hide their actions this time, he knew it was not a surprise!

"Su Yang, I haven't forgotten the promise..."

Zhang Junbao frowned. Although he was in a state of insanity during this period, he knew what was happening outside. He knew that Su Yang often led an army to help the poor people, and he had become the object of support of the people of Jingzhao Mansion.

But now they want to attract Shaolin's attention, he can't just ignore it, even if he breaks his promise, he still has to stop it.

"Shaolin is a sacred place of Buddhism, not a place that you will trample on immediately..."

He knew that he couldn't stop Su Yang and others by himself, and only hoped to make Su Yang and others know their way back through "great righteousness", and force would not work at all.

Don't talk about others, Dong Tianbao can't beat him.

"ignorance……"

Su Yang shook his head, too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhang Junbao, he just waved his hand and said: "All officers and men obey orders!"

"This person is a rebel who is wanted by the imperial court, ready to release..."

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

……

As soon as the order is issued.

The archer let go of the bowstring in an instant, and the arrow feathers shot out, whistling towards Zhang Junbao.

a time.

The sky above couldn't help but darken, filled with countless arrow feathers.

"hateful……"

Zhang Junbao didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly dodged towards the side path.

Facing the rain of arrow feathers, as long as you are not a fool, you will choose to avoid it.

He has already seen that Su Yang has already moved to kill, and he does not intend to fight alone with him.

It's not good to stay here, it's better to join the Shaolin monks to fight against the enemy together.

After a little hesitation, he ran towards the depths of the path.

Su Yang looked at Zhang Junbao who was running away, and said to Dong Tianbao who was in a daze, "Tianbao, go to worship the mountain..."

Today's Zhang Junbao is still very immature, not the Zhang Sanfeng who will overwhelm the two eras in the later generations, even if there is no army, Su Yang Chaoyang can crush him.

"promise!"

Dong Tianbao nodded abruptly, and walked directly towards the mountain gate not far ahead.

Although Shaolin today is not as beautiful as it was in the Tang Dynasty, it is not bad.

As can be seen from the gilded plaque above the mountain gate, they are very rich!

……

Chapter No.16 Jiuyang Zhenqi, yes, I want it!

"Zhang Jie, each of you leads a team to block all the major exits of Shaolin. If anyone escapes, kill them on the spot!"

After Dong Tianbao walked towards the mountain gate, Su Yang turned his head and gave instructions to Zhang Jie and other members of the knife system.

Although Zhang Junbao will not cause any major changes, he can tip off the news.

If those monks got the news and ran away in advance, it would be a bit of a loss.