Half a month after the Ming Dynasty established the throne.
At the foot of Songshan Mountain, 30,000 imperial troops surrounded the Shaolin Temple. At the top of the mountain, thousands of Jinyi guards, all wearing flying fish uniforms, holding embroidered spring knives and Zhuge divine crossbows, blocked the entrance to Shaoshi Mountain with an awe-inspiring aura.
There were also hundreds of masters from the East and West Second Factory, wearing armor and holding weapons, staring at the gate of Shaolin Temple with eager eyes.
Tens of thousands of troops surrounded Shaolin Temple!
"I don't know what the donors mean by this. How did our Shaolin Temple provoke the imperial court and actually let the donors launch such a large battle?"
At the gate of Shaolin Mountain, Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin, was wearing a cassock. He looked at Cao Zhengchun and others in the queue outside the gate with a solemn face and said with a frown.
Behind him, the three Shaolin monks Kong Jian, Kong Wen, and Kong Zhi and many warrior monks from the Shaolin Temple were imposing, with strong Qi flowing through their bodies, and they were ready to take action immediately if they disagreed.
The grievances between Shaolin and the imperial court have been going on for a long time, especially when the Xichang Chang Gong Yu Hua Tian went to the Shaolin Temple twice, causing heinous crimes.
The contradiction between the two parties has long been irreconcilable.
Now that the East and West Second Factory and Jinyiwei have brought people here, it is probably impossible to be good today.
The Shaolin monks knew this very well, so they did not dare to let down their guard.
"Jiejiejie..."
Facing the gazes of the Shaolin monks, Cao Zhengchun smiled softly and said: "Since our family has brought people here, it means that Shaolin Temple participated in the rebellion and assassinated the emperor. Why should Master pretend to be stupid in front of our family? "
"Assassinate the Emperor?!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the Shaolin monks changed.
Then, several grumpy monks shouted angrily:
"Bad talk!"
"When did I, Shaolin, join in the rebellion and assassinate the emperor?"
"That guy from Yuhuatian wants to destroy my Shaolin Temple. Just say so. Why do you need to make any excuses?!"
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Master Fang Zheng, Monk Kongjian and the others looked at each other with surprise and suspicion in their eyes, obviously not knowing about this.
Immediately, Kong saw the divine monk walking out and bowed slightly to Cao Zhengchun:
"Amitabha, our Shaolin Mountains have been closed for several months, and no monks have come down from the mountains. How can we talk about rebellion and assassination of the emperor? Did Eunuch Cao misunderstand?"
Cao Zhengchun chuckled and said, "Is this a misunderstanding? Masters, please go to the prison and tell us."
Hearing this, the faces of all the monks darkened.
A monk said angrily: "Uncle Abbot, all uncles, these eunuchs have gone too far to bully others. Let's fight with them!"
"That's right, when did I, Shaolin, participate in the rebellion?"
"This is slander!"
"It must be Yu Huatian, who wants to use this to attack my Shaolin!"
"Fight with these eunuchs!"
The monks were filled with indignation and denounced angrily, wanting to fight to the death with Cao Zhengchun and others.
Cao Zhengchun sneered and said: "Our family has been ordered by the governor to invite all the masters to visit the capital. However, our patience is limited and we only have one chance. If we are still stubborn, then don't blame our men for being ruthless!"
Master Fang Zheng and others were also extremely angry, but when they saw the dense crowd of people at the foot of the mountain, they still forcibly restrained the anger in their hearts.
The imperial court was obviously well prepared this time, and even the army was dispatched. Zheng was worried that he would not be able to find a chance to take action against them. If he did not handle it well, the Shaolin Temple would be razed to the ground in an instant.
So Master Fang Zheng suppressed his anger, saluted and said: "Amitabha, I, Shaolin, have indeed not participated in the rebellion. I would like to ask Eunuch Cao to investigate clearly."
Just as Cao Zhengchun was about to speak, a figure wearing black clothes and holding a long sword stood up and said impatiently:
"Why waste so much talk with them? The light of Shaolin Temple should have been extinguished long ago!"
This man in black is none other than Liancheng Bi.
Cao Zhengchun smiled and said: "Don't worry, heroes of Liancheng. God is kind and kind, so he should give them a chance to choose."
As he said that, he looked at Master Fang Zheng and said with a smile: "Masters, have you thought it through?"
Master Fang Zheng's eyes were solemn and he glanced at Lian Chengbi. He knew that this sword-wielding man was a great master.
The court is serious about this.
But the Shaolin Temple did not participate in the rebellion. What did the court want to do?
There is no reason to attack Shaolin. Aren't they afraid of the world's criticism?
Moreover, Shaolin Temple is guarded by heavenly beings. Is it possible that the owner of the West Factory is no longer afraid of heavenly beings?
Isn't he worried about Master Jue Yuan's uncle leaving seclusion?
Master Fang Zheng was puzzled.
Since the turmoil in the capital had just passed less than half a month ago, and the Shaolin Temple had been closed and ignored the world's affairs, he really didn't understand what happened.
Not to mention that Master Jue Yuan has passed away.
"Tap~"
At this moment, there were footsteps in the temple, and then five old monks walked hand in hand. The first one was Zen Master Dabei.
Behind him are four old monks of the "Jue" generation in Shaolin Temple, all of whom are in the realm of great masters.
"Greetings to all the masters and uncles!"
Seeing Zen Master Dabei and others walking out, Master Fang Zheng and others breathed a sigh of relief and saluted quickly.
Zen Master Dabei nodded slightly and walked straight past the crowd to the front of the mountain gate. Looking at Cao Zhengchun and others, he sighed in his heart and saluted:
"Amitabha, the matter of Master Jue Yuan's uncle has nothing to do with our Shaolin Temple. Master Jue Yuan's uncle has already left Shaolin and is not our Shaolin monk. Whatever he committed has nothing to do with our Shaolin. I also ask all donors to be kind to me. Shaolin is willing to close the mountain for a hundred years, and as long as that factory owner lives in the Ming Dynasty, I, Shaolin, will never be born again."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
"Master-uncle?!"
Master Fang Zheng and others looked at Zen Master Dabei in disbelief and were shocked by what he said.
However, Zen Master Dabei behaved very calmly, as did the four old monks of the "Jue" generation behind him.
Obviously, they know the truth.
Master Jue Yuan left Shaolin and went to the capital to join the rebellion and assassinate the emperor. They were the only insiders.
The reason why Zen Master Dabei said this now was because Master Jue Yuan told them before he left that if he did not come back, he would declare to the outside world that he was no longer a Shaolin monk, and that the Shaolin Temple was willing to close the mountain and ignore the world.
Its purpose is to preserve the last inheritance of Shaolin Temple.
Because Master Jue Yuan knew very well that once Shaolin was not in charge, it would definitely not be able to stop the imperial army, and it would be impossible to even guarantee the Shaolin Temple's status in the world.
In this case, it is better to seal the mountain and wait for the future.
"Jie Jie... I never thought there are people in Shaolin who understand."
Cao Zhengchun smiled softly and said: "However, you have made a good plan. You participated in the rebellion and assassinated the emperor. Just say that Jueyuan that old bald donkey is not from the Shaolin Temple, and the Shaolin Temple announced the closure of the mountain. Don't you think too well? "
Zen Master Dabei frowned slightly and said, "What else does the court want? Please speak clearly, father-in-law."
Lian Chengbi sneered and said: "It's very simple. Doesn't Buddhism pay attention to compassion? In that case, Shaolin Temple should practice Buddhism honestly from now on. All the monks in Shaolin will either abandon their martial arts or go to the capital to join the imperial court and serve for The imperial court obeys, and in addition, Shaolin Temple must hand over all martial arts inheritance!"
"What?!"
"It's too much!"
The Shaolin monks were immediately furious.
Including Zen Master Dabei and the four old monks, their faces suddenly changed and they stared at Liancheng Bi.
Zen Master Dabei looked gloomy and said, "The donor's conditions are too much. Are you not planning to leave a way for me, Shaolin, to survive?"
All monks will abandon their martial arts or go to the capital to serve the imperial court, and they will also have to hand over all their martial arts inheritance.
This is to draw fire from the cauldron and end the inheritance of Shaolin martial arts. How can they agree?
"The way to survive has been pointed out to you. Whether you go or not depends on your choice..."
Lian Chengbi sneered.
But before he finished speaking, there was suddenly a fierce sound of fighting in the Shaolin Temple, and two men in black rushed out of the Shaolin Temple, followed by a group of monks chasing them.
"It's not good, abbot, all master uncles and master uncles!"
"They broke into the Sutra Pavilion and stole the Yi Jin Sutra!"
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Hearing the voice, the expressions of Zen Master Dabei and others changed drastically. At this moment, they still didn't understand that the imperial court was rushing to destroy the Shaolin Temple from the beginning and had no intention of leaving them a way to survive.
The reason why we are delaying here is to let people sneak into the Shaolin Temple and steal their inherited secret skill, Yi Jin Jing.
"Stop him!"
Zen Master Dabei and others were immediately furious, and immediately rushed towards the two men in black.
But as soon as they made a move, even the city wall moved and instantly stood in front of them.
Moreover, in addition to Lian Chengbi, there are five other people: Lei Sword Immortal Lei Hong and the four generals of the Ghost King's Mansion.
Now that he knew that there was a great master in Shaolin Temple, it was naturally impossible for Lian Chengbi to come alone.
"Hey...want to leave? Get through me first!"
Lian Chengbi sneered, the sword in his hand emitting a cold light and murderous intent.
At this time, the two men in black also escaped from the chasing monks and landed next to Liancheng Bi. One of them was Bai Zhantang, the thief who had cooperated with Yuhuatian before, and the other one was the master thief Sikong Zhai. star.
Sikong Zhaixing held a black cloth bag in his hand, threw it to Liancheng Bi, and said with excitement on his face: "I got it!"
Stealing the Yi Jin Jing, the supreme secret of Shaolin Temple, was the most exciting thing he had ever done, so when Lian Chengbi found him, he agreed without any hesitation.
Next to him, Bai Zhantang had a bitter look on his face. Looking at the eyes around him that seemed to be eating people, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
Lian Chengbi took the bag, opened it, took a look, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it's the Yi Jin Jing, well done!"
After saying that, he wrapped the cloth bag again and put it in his arms. He looked at the ugly Zen Master Dabei and others opposite him and said with a smile: "It took no effort to get it. Thank you very much."
Zen Master Dabei stared at him: "The Yi Jin Sutra is the most precious treasure of my Shaolin Temple. Please return it to the donor."
"Come back? What are you thinking?"
Lian Chengbi sneered: "Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and rushed straight towards Zen Master Dabei. His sword energy was unparalleled and tyrannical.
Lei Hong and others next to him also took action without hesitation.
From the beginning to the end, they never thought about letting Shaolin Temple go. The reason for delaying time was just to buy time for Bai Zhantang and Sikong Zhaixing to find the Yi Jin Jing.
The Yi Jin Jing was handed down personally by the governor, so there can be no mistakes.
Now that the Yi Jin Jing is in hand, the lamp of Shaolin Temple should also be extinguished!
"kill!"
Outside the mountain gate, Cao Zhengchun saw this and waved the order without hesitation.
咻咻咻~
Arrows rained down on the Shaolin monks at the mountain gate, and the battle started instantly.
The Shaolin Temple has a profound heritage. Even after successive wars, there are still five great masters, Zen Master Dabei and four old monks of the "Jue" generation, and there are still more than ten master-level monks.
But in order to destroy the Shaolin Temple this time, Lian Chengbi and others were fully prepared, and there were six great masters in order to deal with these five Shaolin great masters.
Hundreds of masters and Jinyiwei from the East and West Second Factory, all first-class masters and above, and all equipped with powerful Tang Sect hidden weapons such as Zhuge Divine Crossbow, Black Coffin and Thunderbolt Thunder Bead, are not afraid of Shaolin monks at all.
Moreover, there are also 30,000 troops guarding the foot of the mountain, blocking all the important roads going down the mountain. There are both spearmen and archers.
Such a dragnet ensures that not even a bird can fly out.
In this case, what can Shaolin Temple do to resist?
A group battle broke out, and in just a quarter of an hour, the Shaolin Temple suffered heavy casualties. Even Master Fang Zheng, Monk Kong Jian and others fell in a pool of blood.
The remaining monks could no longer guard the mountain gate. Under the attack of the masters of the East and West Second Factory and the Jinyi Guards, they retreated steadily and were quickly killed. Even if someone was lucky enough to break out of the siege and escape down the mountain, they would be killed in an instant. The army at the foot of the mountain shot him to death with arrows and hacked him to death with swords.
Then only the five great master-level old monks, including Zen Master Dabei, were left.
Looking at the bloody scene in the temple, the five old monks were furious and completely crazy.
"You have committed such a murderous crime. Even if the poor monk dies, you will still have to pay the price!"
Zen Master Dabei shouted angrily, his monk's robes bulged high, his whole body was full of true energy, and the golden light was overwhelming, shaking the entire Shaolin.
The four old monks of the "Jue" generation were also completely furious. The corners of their eyes were about to burst, and blood and tears were flowing down. The thousand-year inheritance of Shaolin Temple was destroyed in one fell swoop, making their hearts bleed. At this moment, they no longer had any worries and were crazy. The earth is urging the true energy to perish together with Lian Chengbi and others.
Even if they die, they still want these executioners to pay the price!
"Be careful, these old guys are going to fight hard!"
Lei Hong said in a deep voice, retreating while fighting, and his offensive was slightly restrained.
"Exhaust them to death!" Lian Chengbi also looked solemn and did not dare to underestimate these five old monks.
The four people from the Ghost King's Mansion also changed their tactics to avoid a head-on confrontation with the five old monks.
These five old monks have already given birth to the will to die. There is no need to trade lives with them. There are many of them, and they can kill these five old monks.
Rumble~
The battle became more intense.
The five old monks attacked fiercely, but Lian Chengbi and the others did not fight them head-on. Instead, they attacked with all their strength. Their true energy was consumed very quickly, and they fell into fatigue soon.
Lian Chengbi and others seized the opportunity and immediately started a counterattack.
In the end, after more than two hours of fighting, Lian Chengbi and others beheaded the five old monks on the top of Shaoshi Mountain at the cost of two serious injuries and four minor injuries.
Since then, no one in Shaolin Temple has survived.
The "Martial Sect of the World", which was once prosperous and respected by all martial arts circles and was known as the leader of the righteous path of the southern martial arts world, was completely reduced to a dead end.
Lianchengbi and others stood in front of the Main Hall, panting heavily, looking at the tragic battlefield around them, and finally turned their attention to Cao Zhengchun.
"The next step is up to you." Tie Qingyi said.
Cao Zhengchun hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much for your help. I won't bother you about the next matter, our family will take care of it."
The six people nodded slightly, then turned around and walked down the mountain.
Cao Zhengchun walked to the front of the Main Hall, looked at the splendid hall inside, snorted coldly, and said: "The governor is indeed right. Bodhisattva will not come out in troubled times. The old Taoist will carry his sword to save the common people. In the prosperous age, he will convert to Buddhism, and the Taoist sect will retreat to the mountains and forests. ! This Shaolin Temple is a place that harbors filth and evil. It closed its doors to seek refuge in troubled times, but opened up mountains and amassed wealth in prosperous times. I don’t know how much wealth it has accumulated!"
With that said, Cao Zhengchun waved his hand and said: "Give it to our family and take them all away."
"Yes!" Many Fanzi Jinyiwei took the order and immediately started to take action.
Iron Claw Flying Eagle stepped forward and said: "Master Governor, what should I do with those secret books in the Scripture Collection Pavilion?"
Cao Zhengchun said coldly: "You still need to ask? The governor said that our Ming Dynasty does not need these ignorant monks to exist. All the Buddhist scriptures were burned, and all the martial arts secret books were transported away and brought back to the capital."
"As you command!"
The Iron Claw Flying Eagle accepted the order and immediately turned around to give instructions.
Soon, the army at the foot of the mountain also received the order and began to go up the mountain to help move things and clean the battlefield.
The breeze blew by, and the rich smell of blood drifted along the mountain wind across the top of the mountain, which was extremely pungent.
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at the same time.
In a mountain forest only a few miles away from Songshan Mountain, a handsome man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Shaoshi Mountain with an extremely complicated expression:
"The holy land of martial arts has been removed from the list..."
This person is surprisingly the only one of the five dragon heads of the Qinglong Society who survived the battle in the capital, Bai Yunxuan.
Except for Bai Yujing, the previous great dragon leader who has disappeared for many years, he is the only remaining dragon leader of the Blue Dragon Society. Now all the remaining forces of the Blue Dragon Society are in his hands.
However, during this period, the hidden strongholds in various places of the Qinglong Society were discovered by Jinyiwei and Tianzun's people. The disciples suffered heavy casualties. Three hundred and sixty-five sub-rudders were wiped out in less than half a month, and more than a hundred were wiped out.
The most important thing is that at this moment, all the masters of the Qinglong Society were killed in the battle in the capital. There are less than three remaining great masters. Without the top masters, let alone continue to fight against the imperial court, even if they want to continue in the world. It’s hard to survive on earth.
The remaining members of the Qinglong Society have been hiding in XZ these days. People inside are already panicking. They were even betrayed by one of their own two days ago, and even the address of the main hall was exposed. Bai Yunxuan had no choice but to temporarily take people out of the main hall and hide. Arrived near Songshan Mountain.
But he never expected that he would witness the destruction of the Shaolin Temple.
At this time, looking at the Shaoshi Mountain surrounded by beacon smoke in the distance, Bai Yunxuan felt extremely emotional, and his expression became a little lonely.
The inheritance of Shaolin Temple is even older than that of the Qinglong Society, and now they have all been destroyed. The Qinglong Society now suffers heavy casualties and is falling apart.
How long can we persist in this situation under the pursuit of the imperial court?
I'm afraid that soon, the Qinglong Society will follow in the footsteps of the Shaolin Temple and be completely removed from the Ming Dynasty!
"Alas..." After thinking about this, Bai Yunxuan sighed softly, and a trace of regret suddenly rose in his heart.
If they had stopped their losses in time and dissuaded the other people from going to the capital, the Qinglong Society would not have fallen into this situation.
Gather your forces and develop slowly, and there will always be a day when you can continue to be glorious.
How could he be reduced to a bereaved dog, living a life of hiding in hiding?
But now, it's too late to say anything.
Sa——
At this moment, a gust of breeze blew by, and a black shadow appeared in the forest like a ghost. With a hoarse voice, he cupped his hands towards Baiyunxuan and said:
"Five Dragon Heads, we found out about the Big Dragon Head!"
When Bai Yunxuan heard this, he suddenly turned around, his eyes blazing: "Where is it?"
The big dragon head is not the fallen Gong Ziyu, but the old dragon head, Bai Yujing!
The man in black said in a hoarse voice: "It is said that someone has seen traces of the big dragon head in the East China Sea. The big dragon head seems to be pursuing something."
"East China Sea?"
Bai Yunxuan frowned. Is there anything on the East China Sea worth looking for?
After pondering for a moment, Bai Yunxuan looked at the man in black and said in a deep voice: "Notify me, move out immediately, go to the Qing Dynasty first, and continue to trace the traces of the big dragon head!"
The man in black hesitated and said: "Evacuate everyone?"
"Withdraw all!"
Bai Yunxuan nodded.
At this moment, almost all the top forces in Ming Dynasty have been eliminated.
In the southern martial arts world, Xueyue City surrendered and Shaolin Temple was destroyed. The remaining Supreme Alliance was still secretly controlled by the imperial court. That idiot Guan Yutian was just a pawn under Yuhuatian's hands.
Although there are still a few left in the north, they can never be the opponents of the imperial court.
Almost everyone in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty was killed by that eunuch.
Now that the entire Jianghu court is controlled by that eunuch, there is no place for the Qinglong Society in the Ming Dynasty.
If you don't leave, the Qinglong Society will be destroyed next!
"Yes!" The man in black nodded, then moved slightly, disappeared into the dense forest, and disappeared again, as if he had never appeared before.
Bai Yunxuan stood in the forest and glanced in the direction of Shaoshi Mountain again. A trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a cold murderous intention:
"One day, our Qinglong Society will definitely make a comeback. When we find the big dragon head, it will be your death!"
"Yuhuatian, please wait for me..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yunxuan's figure turned into a ray of white light and disappeared into the forest.
The Ming Dynasty has temporarily come to an end, and then it will move to other dynasties.
(End of chapter)
