Shaolin Temple, Main Hall.
Several monks stood in the hall, headed by Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the four great monks and others.
At this time, the faces of all the monks were very solemn.
Master Fang Zheng said in a deep voice: "You must have heard that the Xichang Factory Master from the imperial court used thunderous means to defeat the three deities of Xueyue City and suppressed Xueyue City."
"Of the two top powers in the south, only my Shaolin sect is left. Once Na Yuhuatian brings people to my Shaolin again and asks my Shaolin Temple to pay taxes and submit, then the entire southern martial arts world will be completely shrouded under the rule and oppression of the imperial court. .”
Hearing this, the monks' already frowning brows seemed to frown even more.
Seeing the holy monk in Kong Kong, he said doubtfully:
"A year ago, this West Factory Master was only at the peak level of a Grandmaster, and had not even broken through to the Great Grandmaster level. Now, in just one year, how could he improve so quickly?"
Monk Kongzhi is also puzzled:
"That's right! As far as the poor monk knows, the three statues of Xueyue City are all top figures at the Grand Master level."
"Especially the Great Lord of Xueyue City, the Master of Wine, Baili Dongjun, who became famous in the world as early as thirty years ago. With his 'sword and sword', he overwhelmed the masters of his generation. Even the former Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the Money Gang, Gu Santong, the undefeated naughty boy, and others have all been defeated by him!"
"Now that thirty years have passed, this person's martial arts has probably reached the state of transformation, and he is at least a master at the late stage of a grand master or even a perfect level."
"Then Yuhuatian's ability to defeat him doesn't mean that he has the strength of a late-level grandmaster?"
Master Fang Zheng nodded and said:
"Uncle Master, I don't know. As early as a month ago, the imperial court, led by the four major palaces including Prince Fu's Palace and Prince Nan's Palace, attempted to cause chaos in the palace by taking advantage of the duel between Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City who was on the swordsmanship list, and Ximen Chuixue, the swordsman of Wanmei Mountain Villa. They took the opportunity to rebel, but in the end they were suppressed by this person with thunderous means."
"It is said that in the battle that day, three old masters, including the leader of the evil sect 'Evil Spirit' Gun Master Li Ruohai, the lord of Qianluo Mountain City 'Poisonous Hand' Qianluo, and the notorious female Bodhisattva of Great Joy, all died in their In hand!"
Monk Kongzhi's expression changed slightly: "So, as early as a month ago, he already had the strength to kill the Grand Master?"
"good!"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from outside the palace.
The monks looked back and were all shocked, because an old monk walked slowly from outside the temple, and it turned out to be Zen Master Dabei.
"Uncle Master!"
"Master-uncle!"
The monks bowed quickly.
Zen Master Dabei bowed back and said: "Amitabha, as early as a month ago, the poor monk went to the capital to meet with this Xichangchang Guild and advised him to stop committing murderous crimes. Who knew that this man had such a murderous intention? It is rare in the world, and the poor monk has no choice but to return without success."
Master Fang Zheng said in surprise: "Uncle Master, have you ever been to the capital?"
Zen Master Dabei nodded slightly and continued: "This Xichang Factory Master is not only determined to kill, but also extremely talented in martial arts. He indeed has the strength of the later stage of a great master."
"The poor monk fought with him at that time, but the strength of the rain donor is no longer something that the poor monk can suppress. If this person really comes to our Shaolin, I am afraid that the blood will flow into rivers in our Shaolin. You should do it early Plan it."
Hearing this, the monks looked horrified and their hearts became more solemn.
They know the strength of Zen Master Dabei very well. If even Zen Master Dabei is no match for this person, then no one in Shaolin can stop him!
The monk of emptiness suddenly said:
"I, who have thousands of years of experience in Shaolin, may not necessarily be afraid of him. If he really comes to my Shaolin, at worst, I will directly ask the ancestors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to come out and eliminate this demon for the world!"
Seeing the divine monk in Kong Kong, he also nodded slightly:
"If that time comes, that's all we can do."
"However, my Shaolin Temple is at the top of the world. In terms of foundation, even Xueyue City, which is the supreme temple in the south with my Shaolin Temple, cannot compare."
"As far as the poor monk knows, the reason why this person went to Xueyue City is because Xueyue City harbored imperial criminals, but our Shaolin has not offended him, so he may not come to our Shaolin."
Master Fang Zheng sighed: "This person has already suppressed Xueyue City, I hope he can just stop it when he sees fit..."
Before Master Fang Zheng finished speaking, a cold shout suddenly came from outside:
"I am in Yuhuatian, come and pay homage to the mountain!"
"Abbot of Shaolin Temple, come out and see me!"
This voice was distant and heavy, containing deep inner breath, and instantly resounded throughout the entire Shaoshi Mountain.
The whole Shaolin was shocked!
In the Main Hall, the faces of the monks also changed dramatically.
This Yuhuatian is really here? !
Zen Master Dabei sighed and said, "What is supposed to come will always come."
As he said that, he glanced at Fang Zheng and others, and said, "You guys, follow the poor monk and go out and have a look."
After taking a few steps, he paused, looked at the monk Kongjian again, and sighed: "Kongjian, just in case, you go to the Sutra Pavilion and ask some of your masters and uncles to come out."
Kong was slightly shocked when he saw the divine monk: "Uncle Master, are you really going to this point?"
Zen Master Dabei nodded: "Nip trouble in the bud!"
"Now that the rain benefactor is here, it must not be so easy to be kind today."
Seeing that the divine monk was silent for a moment, Kong nodded and said, "Yes, uncle!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.
Zen Master Dabei and others walked towards the mountain gate at the same time.
Soon, the monks arrived at the mountain gate.
I saw that the situation here was already tense.
Countless fans and Jinyiwei from the East and West Erchang surrounded the entire mountain gate, and many monks gathered at the mountain gate, confronting the people of the court.
The atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Seeing Zen Master Dabei and others coming, the monks immediately breathed a sigh of relief and saluted quickly:
"Uncle Abbot!"
"See my great uncle, all my uncles!"
Zen Master Dabei nodded slightly toward the monks and said, "Step back first."
With that said, he went straight forward and came to the gate of the mountain. He looked at the silver-white python-robed figure leading outside, performed a Buddhist salute and said:
"Amitabha, I wonder why the donor came to Shaolin?"
Yu Huatian was currently sitting on a Taishi chair, with his left foot on the edge of the chair. Hearing this, he looked up at Zen Master Dabei, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said:
"Dabei, I said that I would come to your Shaolin to discuss with you the issue of Shaolin Temple occupying land without paying taxes. Now, I am here."
Hearing this, the faces of the Shaolin monks changed slightly.
"Amitabha, I, the Shaolin sect, have founded the sect for thousands of years, and have used Buddhism to help people in the world. This is to benefit the country and the people. Since the previous dynasty has never paid taxes, why should the benefactor embarrass me, the Shaolin?"
Zen Master Dabei frowned.
He originally thought that Yu Huatian was just talking about coming to Shaolin to discuss the issue of non-taxation of land occupied by Shaolin, but he did not expect that Yu Huatian actually came.
Yuhuatian sneered: "The previous dynasty was the previous dynasty, but now I, the Ming Dynasty, rule the world!"
"No one in our Ming Dynasty can be above the imperial court!"
"You Shaolin Temple occupies such a large mountain forest, and even a thousand acres of land is occupied by your Shaolin. Those people who make a living by farming need to rent farming land from your Shaolin Temple to survive!"
At the end of the sentence, Yu Huatian couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Don't monks value compassion? Is this the compassion of your Shaolin Temple?!"
Zen Master Dabei said in a low voice: "Amitabha, the donor is serious. The people at the foot of the mountain are renting farmland from me, Shaolin. This is a matter of mutual consent. It is a legal transaction, and I, Shaolin, have not forced them..."
"shut up!"
Yuhuatian said coldly: "You have taken the land under the mountain as your own. How can those people survive if they don't rent land from you? How dare you argue with me!"
"I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Now I just want to ask, do you pay this tax or not?"
Choking, choking——
Crash--
In an instant, thousands of masters from the East and West Second Factory and Jin Yiwei drew their swords and cocked their crossbows. It was very likely that Zen Master Dabei would launch an attack if he dared to say no.
Seeing this, Zen Master Dabei's already miserable expression seemed to become even more miserable.
Looking at this murderous scene, he did not dare to refuse directly. He pondered for a moment and sighed: "I, Shaolin, have always been poor, and I really can't afford so much money to pay taxes. Can the donor be more generous and renegotiate the details? tax?"
"Shaolin Temple is poor?"
Yuhuatian sneered, raised his head and glanced at the splendid palaces in the distance, but did not argue with him, nodded and said:
"Yes! I would like to lend you a view of the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing. If you hand over the Yi Jin Jing, the taxes owed in the past will be fine. As long as the Shaolin Temple obeys the control of the imperial court and pays taxes on time."
As soon as these words came out, the Shaolin monks could no longer bear it, and they all showed angry expressions on their faces.
"Idiots are talking about dreams. The Yi Jin Jing is a secret that is not taught in our Shaolin Temple. How can it be handed over to outsiders for viewing?!" the hot-tempered Kongxing Divine Monk shouted angrily.
Hearing this, Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly: "So, you don't want to pay the tax back, and you don't want to pay the Yi Jin Jing?"
Zen Master Dabei sighed: "Amitabha, donor, the Yi Jin Jing is my Shaolin's secret method, and I really can't borrow it. As for the donor asking my Shaolin to pay back taxes, it's not that Shaolin is unwilling, but it really can't afford such a large sum of money."
"Okay! Very good!"
Yuhuatian's eyes were cold: "Let's discuss it carefully with you. If you don't want to cooperate, then go to the West to repent to the Buddha!"
"Today, Shaolin Temple must be destroyed!"
After finishing his words, Yuhuatian waved his hand coldly: "Kill!"
Crash--
"kill!!"
In an instant, dense arrows were shot at the monks at the gate of Shaolin Temple. Many monks with weaker martial arts screamed and fell to the ground instantly.
At the same time, Yan Shisan, Xia Xueyi, Ma Jinliang, Ding Xiu and other experts from the East and West Second Factory and Jin Yiwei also took action.
The powerful aura shook all directions!
"Donor, wait a minute..."
Zen Master Dabei's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that Yu Huatian would take action as soon as he said it. There was no room for negotiation, so he quickly spoke to stop the fight.
But Yuhuatian has no intention of discussing with him anymore, and has not ordered to stop, but his eyes have been focused on him. As long as he dares to take action, he will be greeted by Yuhuatian's thunder sword!
Zen Master Dabei looked angry and stared at Yuhuatian.
But thinking of the scene where he was easily defeated by Yu Huatian in Xichang a month ago, he didn't dare to take action.
He knew that Yuhuatian at this moment was definitely not something he could handle alone.
As long as he dares to take action, he will definitely pass away early today!
Soon, under the fierce offensive of the masters of the East and West Second Factory and the Jin Yiwei, the Shaolin Temple suffered heavy casualties, and the blood stained this Buddhist pure land red.
After all, both Fanzi and Jinyiwei of the East and West Factory No. 2 control powerful weapons such as the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, the Tang Sect hidden weapon Black Coffin, and the Thunder Bead. Although the Shaolin Temple is known as the world's martial arts master, not everyone is a master.
No one except the Grandmaster can block the power of the Tang Sect's hidden weapons!
Boom, boom, boom——
Suddenly, at this moment, several terrifying auras suddenly erupted from the Shaolin Temple, like a deep ocean, shaking the void.
Then, an angry shout sounded from the void:
"presumptuous!"
"How dare you commit such a crime in my Shaolin!"
With the roar of anger, four terrifying old monks rushed out from the Shaolin Temple and struck out with a random blow. Several Jin Yiwei vomited blood and flew backwards, screaming and falling to the ground.
"Uncle Juesheng Master!"
"Master Juemeng!"
Seeing these four old monks, Master Fang Zheng and others were immediately overjoyed and hurriedly saluted.
Zen Master Dabei also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Junior brothers, please join forces to get rid of this devil first!"
The four old monks also saw that Yu Huatian was the most powerful and threatening person in the field, so as soon as they came out of the mountain gate, the four people's Qi machines locked Yu Huatian.
The leader of the old monk said something, and the four of them immediately joined forces and rushed towards Yuhuatian, with a momentum that was earth-shattering!
Yuhuatian's expression was indifferent, not moved at all, and he was not surprised by the appearance of these four old monks.
Seeing the four people rushing towards him, he still sat firmly on the Grand Master's chair, his eyes stern and calm.
Rumble——
Just as the four of them were about to approach, several equally terrifying auras suddenly erupted from behind Yu Huatian.
"hey-hey!"
"Bullying the few with more?"
"You bunch of bald donkeys, do you think I have no one in Ming Dynasty?"
There was a burst of sneer, and four powerful figures swept out from behind Yu Huatian and met the four old monks in an instant.
The war breaks out immediately!
When he saw the figures of these four people clearly, the face of the old monk at the head of the Shaolin Temple changed slightly:
"Ghost King Whip Technique?"
"Are you from the Ghost King's Mansion?!"
(End of chapter)
