Deep in Songshan Mountain, the silver moon is like a hook.
In the rugged mountains and fields, a series of figures blocked the main roads out of the mountain. They were all wearing armor and carrying sharp swords and awe-inspiring auras. Their bright swords and spears reflected the cold light in the moonlight.
On the main road going up the mountain in the middle, Ma Jinliang is wearing a blue python robe, an unknown copper beast mask covering half of his face, his left eye is ice-white and lifeless, like a ghost's pupil, and his right eye is cold and cold, carrying two swords on his back, quietly in the middle of the road. Waiting cross-legged.
Next to him was a burly, rugged-looking, middle-aged general wearing black armor with a majestic sword hanging from his waist.
If you want to blockade Songshan, it is definitely not enough to bring this few people from Yuhuatian. You must rely on the help of the local army and joint operations between the two sides.
But at this time, the East and West Second Factory of the Ming Dynasty was extremely powerful, and its influence spread throughout the Ming Dynasty. In addition, it was equivalent to the emperor's personal servant, and its power was much greater than that of ordinary officials.
To put it bluntly, if any ordinary employee from the East-West Second Factory comes out of the capital and arrives at the local government, he will be treated as an ancestor by the local officials and he will not dare to provoke him at all.
Therefore, the blockade of Songshan this time is said to be a joint operation, but in fact it means that Xichang directly mobilizes troops from the local government. These local sergeants follow Xichang's orders.
This middle-aged general was a local army general in the Songshan area, named Wang Meng. This time he followed Ma Jinliang's instructions and led more than 10,000 soldiers to assist Xichang and blockade the Songshan sect.
Although the Songshan Sect is the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the Songshan Sect alone is only a second-rate force in the world, with only more than 400 disciples, and most of the elite disciples were brought to the capital by Zuo Lengchan. There are only three or two big cats and kittens left.
With this level of strength, to be honest, just a few dozen people from the West Factory could easily handle it, not to mention the more than 10,000 troops under Wang Meng's command.
But the Songshan Sect is not the only force on Songshan Mountain. Even though the Songshan Sect is named after "Songshan", it is not the owner of Songshan Mountain. The Songshan Sect only occupies a hilltop halfway up 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, the Shaolin Temple is also the real master of Songshan Mountain!
Shaolin Temple has a long history and profound foundation. Even if it is placed in the entire Ming Dynasty, it is a first-rate super force, an existence that can rival the Wudang Sect, Xueyue City, Yihua Palace and other forces.
In front of him, the Songshan Sect can only be regarded as a younger brother at best, but the Songshan Sect originated from Songshan, and the Shaolin Temple is an external force. It occupies the dove's nest and establishes a sect in Songshan. It is not easy to directly attack the Songshan Sect.
Otherwise, with the strength of the Shaolin Temple, how could they tolerate the Songshan Sect living in the same mountain range with them?
And when Ma Jinliang brought so many people here this time, he was actually mainly on guard against the Shaolin Temple.
Although this time it was aimed at the Songshan Sect, the Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist holy land after all. It would not be a good idea to directly kill people in Songshan. Ma Jinliang was worried that the Shaolin Temple would intervene, so he took precautions in advance.
Bringing more people was not only to show the court's determination, but also to intimidate the Shaolin Temple.
At this time, on Mount Song, 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 foot of the mountain, everyone's faces could not help but show expressions of worry, fear, etc.
These are all people from the Songshan sect.
A few days ago, the leader Zuo Lengchan led a group of people down the mountain, followed by the imperial army a few days later. They knew without thinking that the leader and others might have offended the imperial court when they went down the mountain this time.
But now that the leader has not returned, the only person with the highest strength and status in the sect is the "Crane Hand" Lu Bai, the third among the "Thirteen Taibao of Songshan", plus 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 they blocked Songshan Mountain.
Therefore, in the past two days, everyone was extremely worried and solemn. They could not even sleep well at night, for fear that people from the court would rush up the mountain at any time and lose their heads in the middle of the night.
But for two days in a row, Ma Jinliang just sent people to block off various important roads in the mountains, with no intention of taking action.
After all, Yuhuatian only suspected that people from the Songshan Sect had infiltrated the capital. However, it was not advisable to attack the Songshan Sect directly without conclusive evidence, otherwise it would easily cause a backlash from other forces.
The Ming Dynasty has not been peaceful in recent years. The relationship between the imperial court and the Jianghu can be said to be incompatible. Once the Jianghu forces are attacked for no reason, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably be shaken, and it will be the common people who will suffer.
Therefore, Ma Jinliang has been waiting for news from the capital...
"Hoof-tat, hoof-tat—"
The moon was high in the sky, and the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly sounded on the mountain road in the distance.
Everyone was startled. When they looked back, they saw a dark figure coming at full speed from the moonlight. Looking at the clothes on their bodies, it was obvious that they were from the West Factory.
Ma Jinliang's eyes flashed, he walked forward slowly, stood in front of the road and waited quietly.
"Report~!"
The Xichang spy crossed the crowd, walked quickly to Ma Jinliang, got off his horse, and respectfully presented a secret letter to Ma Jinliang:
"Report to the big stall, the governor's secret message!"
Ma Jinliang did not hesitate, took the secret letter, and looked at it carefully under the faint moonlight, and his eyes gradually revealed cold murderous intent.
"Shua——"
The next moment, he put away the secret message, turned around suddenly, looked coldly at the towering buildings halfway up the mountain, waved his hand and said:
"Do it!"
Everyone's hearts froze, and then murderous intent appeared on their faces. The next moment, the sounds of swords being unsheathed and crossbows being cocked were heard in unison.
"Choke, choke..."
"Swish, swish..."
"kill!!"
Ma Jinliang shouted coldly, and took the lead without riding a horse. He tapped his toes, flickered a few times in the forest, and then disappeared on the rugged mountain road.
Crash--
Everyone in the West Factory and the soldiers brought by Wang Meng did not hesitate. Their footsteps sounded like dense raindrops, and they grabbed their weapons and rushed towards the mountain.
In an instant, the entire Songshan Mountain shook, like an earth dragon turning over, and the movement was quite loud.
The Songshan disciple who was in charge of surveillance immediately discovered this change, his face changed drastically in an instant, and then he immediately ran back to the mountain gate, shouting a reminder:
"The imperial army is coming up the mountain, be careful!"
"The people from the imperial court are here to kill you. Don't fucking sleep, wake up!"
"Guard the mountain gate..."
…
Everyone woke up from their sleep instantly and ran out with dark circles under their eyes, looking terrified.
But before they could react, masters from Xichang wearing Xichang clothes and holding sharp weapons had already crossed the mountain road and appeared in their sight.
They all had cold faces and fierce eyes, like hungry wolves!
"kill!"
The grim-faced man at the head gave a sharp shout, and instantly unsheathed the two swords behind his back, heading directly towards the panic-stricken Songshan disciples.
"laugh--"
The cold light flickered under the moonlight, and as Ma Jinliang's figure swayed, a Songshan disciple immediately fell to his sword, and blood flew out.
The other West Factory masters were not willing to lag behind and took action one after another.
In Xichang, although they are just the most ordinary fans, they are all second- and third-rate warriors, and all of them have experienced hundreds of 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, but so far, no one in Xichang has been injured or killed.
Many people with poor psychological quality were so frightened that they lost their will to fight when they saw that people from Xichang could kill them as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, and they turned around and fled down the mountain.
But as soon as everyone left the mountain gate, they were shot into honeycombs by the oncoming arrows. When those behind looked, they realized that the outside of the mountain gate had been sealed by a dense army of imperial troops, leaving no gap.
In such a scene, I'm afraid not even a bird can fly out.
Seeing this situation, everyone was desperate.
Lu Bai, the third Taibao of Songshan, also noticed the army outside the mountain gate. In addition, Songshan disciples fell one after another in the field. He also understood that the situation was over and they could not stop the masters of the imperial court. So he went in the opposite direction and turned around. , running towards Shaoshi Mountain.
He is going to the Shaolin Temple to ask for help and ask the Shaolin Temple to bring justice to them!
But as soon as he started to move, he discovered that there was already standing on the mountain road in front of him, a figure holding two swords and a bronze-faced grimace, staring at him coldly.
"Xichang stall, Ma Jinliang!"
Lu Bai's face changed suddenly and he immediately recognized Ma Jinliang's identity. Although he was very confident in his own strength, he knew that he could not be Ma Jinliang's opponent, so he immediately turned around and ran away in the other direction.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Ma Jinliang's eyes. He let him run for about ten steps before using Qing Kung Fu to follow him. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Lu Bai. His swords flew across the air and slashed behind him...
"Ding, ding——"
But at this moment, two blasts of wind sounded in the night sky, followed by two crisp sounds, and Ma Jinliang's sword was blown away and tilted to the side.
Lu Bai escaped from death and breathed a sigh of relief. He subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction where the sound of breaking wind came from, and then his face suddenly showed surprise:
"Master, save me! Please save my Songshan sect..."
Ma Jinliang also looked back, and then his eyes narrowed slightly. A cold murderous intention flashed through him, but his heart also sank slightly.
He also knew the people coming. They were the monks Kongjian and Kongzhi, who had met once in the northwest desert. They were followed by the Eighteen Arhats from the Shaolin Temple.
What he was most worried about happened, and Shaolin Temple finally intervened...
"Amitabha!"
Kong Jian saw the divine monk walking slowly to Lu Bai's side. He looked solemn and compassionate, looked at Ma Jinliang and others, put his hands together, performed Buddhist etiquette, and said:
"Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Every time one is injured, one's own sins increase, so why should the benefactor kill them all?"
Ma Jinliang's eyes were cold and he said coldly: "The Songshan sect was involved in the case of the emperor falling into the water and was involved in rebellion. I have been ordered to arrest the Songshan sect's disciples and bring them to justice. Are you, the Shaolin Temple, sure you want to intervene in this matter?"
Seeing that the monk's expression remained unchanged, Kong shook his head slightly and said:
"Since he was arrested and brought to justice, why would Donor Ma be so ruthless? Not one of the dozens of disciples in Songshan was left alive..."
"Moreover, the court must rely on evidence when handling cases. Whether the Songshan sect is involved in the rebellion or not, the donor may not be able to explain it with just his words."
Ma Jinliang's eyes became colder, and he said indifferently without talking nonsense to him:
"What I, the West Factory, said is evidence!"
"I would like to ask you again, are you, Shaolin Temple, sure you want to come to swim in this muddy water?"
Kong saw the divine monk shaking his head slightly and said:
"If Ma Shi wants to kill them all, the poor monk has no choice but to take action to prevent the donor from continuing to commit murder. After all, as a monk, the poor monk cannot ignore death."
Ma Jinliang said coldly: "The hypocrisy is so disgusting!"
As he spoke, regardless of Kong seeing the divine monk's face darken, he took a deep look at the location of Shaoshi Mountain on the top of the mountain and said coldly:
"The Shaolin Temple sheltered imperial criminals. I remember this, and I will definitely come to visit Shaoshi Mountain again in the near future. When the time comes, I hope you will still be merciful!"
"Let's go and continue to seal Songshan Mountain. No one is allowed to come out of the mountain!"
After that, he turned around and led the people down the mountain with a cold face.
Ma Jinliang is not a fool. The Shaolin Temple is far more powerful than the Songshan Sect, and it has a long history and rich heritage. No one knows how many masters are hidden in the centuries-old ancient temple on Shaoshi Mountain.
Not to mention others, there are at least five masters who are exposed to the public: first, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Fangzheng; secondly, the four great monks of Shaolin.
For strong men of this level, ordinary swords and arrows will no longer have much effect on them.
Warriors can only be dealt with by warriors.
"Shua la la——"
People from the imperial court come and go quickly.
Soon, everyone in the West Factory and many soldiers, led by Ma Jinliang, took a stand one after another, but they left corpses and broken limbs all over the ground...
The only survivor was Songshan San Taibao 'Crane Hand' Lu Bai. Looking at the figures of the imperial court descending from the mountain, he breathed a long sigh of relief, then quickly turned around and saluted gratefully towards Kong Jian Shen Monk and others:
"Thank you all masters for your help, otherwise my Songshan sect would have been wiped out by the imperial court today..."
"Donor Lu's words are serious. Our Shaolin and Songshan sects are both establishing and developing religions in Songshan, so we should take care of each other."
Seeing that the sacred monk did not maintain his identity, Kong Jian returned a polite salute to Lu Bai.
Monk Kongzhi, however, looked solemn and did not speak.
He looked at the dense group of people walking through the mountains and forests and then gradually disappearing, and sighed in his heart:
"Since the people from the imperial court are attacking the mountain directly, Zuo Lengchan and other Songshan masters who are out are probably in danger."
"The Songshan Sect is now basically no different from the Miemen..."
But knowing that the Songshan Sect was finished, Monk Kongzhi was not happy at all, but looked sad.
Shaolin Temple took action to protect Songshan Mountain and had a grudge with the imperial court. Once the imperial court once again gathers martial arts masters and an army to attack Shaolin, Shaolin Temple is not sure whether it can maintain its current heritage and status...
After all, the Ming Dynasty is the real owner of this eastern territory and represents the face of the Ming Dynasty.
No matter how powerful the Jianghu forces are, as long as they don't unite to deal with the imperial court, they will definitely not escape destruction in the end.
No matter how powerful the Shaolin Temple is, it cannot be stronger than the imperial court...
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I took a day off. I really had no idea. I kept adjusting my mentality and looking for inspiration. I didn't sleep all night last night. I watched a movie and didn't start typing again until after three o'clock. I'm extremely sorry.
When I have no ideas, even if I sit in front of the computer all day, my mind will be in chaos and I can't get into the state at all. But it is much better now. I will slowly make up for what is missing. Anyway, I haven't updated it yet, so there is no rush... …
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