Chapter 30: Buddha or Emperor?
Shaolin Temple, Main Hall.
The sandalwood lingered in the hall and turned into a cloud of green clouds.
This kind of top-quality sandalwood can calm the mind and help the warriors enter into meditation. Even in the palace, it is a rare thing. Although there are many people who pay tribute every year, the emperor must win people's hearts. He should reward princes and ministers outside, and allocate three palaces and six courtyards inside, so the emperor cannot use it openly.
However, in this Main Hall, sandalwood is burned like an incense and candle, which shows how strong the Shaolin is.
The abbot, the presidency of the various courts, and the temples gathered here. Everyone closed their eyes slightly. There was no sound of wooden fish in the hall. Everyone was waiting for the results of the Songshan Sect to come.
People do not know that the Songshan School was supported by Shaolin Temple, and it has attracted attention outside. In this way, Shaolin can develop in a low-key manner to avoid the popularity of the trees. In the history of Shaolin, this kind of thing has happened many times, both in the Song and Yuan dynasties. Therefore, Shaolin Temple has also learned to be smart and be a low-key person.
However, now the Songshan Sect is facing a crisis of extermination. Shaolin is not worried about the fact that the Songshan Sect has been destroyed. Shaolin can support such a few sects at any time. However, if the Songshan Sect is destroyed, the next one to be targeted is probably Shaolin Temple.
This is why the abbot was willing to agree to Zuo Lengchan's request for help and sent a grand master to him.
"Has no news been heard yet? Didn't it be said that the Huashan Sect and the Hengshan Sect had already arrived at Songshan last night?" Finally someone couldn't help asking.
Suddenly, a carrier pigeon flew over outside the door.
One of them stretched out his hand and the carrier pigeon stopped obediently in his palm.
This is a carrier pigeon specially trained in Shaolin. The Songshan School and Shaolin Temple are more than ten miles apart, making people too slow to pass messages.
The man opened the letter and the expression on his face suddenly became very strange.
"What's wrong? But the fight has started?"
"No...they...they were having dinner at Songshan..." The man passed the letter in his hand in disbelief.
Everyone looked at it, all stunned and completely confused.
"No, why are there only the Huashan School and Hengshan School above? What about the people from Xichang?" Someone asked a question.
"The group of eunuchs in the West Factory are full of tricks and must have been hiding in the dark without any kindness."
"Did Zuo Lengchan just watch the people of the Huashan Sect and Hengshan Sect show their power? Why don't you open the mountain gate and fight out? What other storms can the Huashan Sect and Hengshan Sect cause?" The first monk Fang Xing, the Shaolin monk, said with a thunderous voice and a hot temper.
"Zuo Lengchan is probably confused. If the people from the West Factory did not show up, Zuo Lengchan would definitely not dare to go out. As the head of a sect, he naturally demanded stability."
"I have said a waste, I have long said that there is no need for mother-in-law and mother. Whether it is Huashan or Hengshan, what is it, just send two junior brothers to destroy it. If the West Factory dares to come to trouble us Shaolin, they will destroy it together. Our Shaolin has not been out of the martial arts world for so many years, but now we have forgotten that Shaolin is the number one sect in the world. If I want to say, if it is necessary to fight, we have to fight, and to show the prestige of our Shaolin. Shaolin's reputation is achieved." Monk Fang Xing commanded the monk, and was naturally a combat madman.
"Senior Brother Fang Xing, if everything in the world can be solved through fists, then why do we practice Zen? Xichang is an institution of the imperial court. It is absolutely impossible to have conflicts with Xichang unless it is absolutely necessary. At that time, no matter how strong you are, how can you stop the imperial army?" a monk advised.
"Junior Brother Fang Xing, please be irritable. Uncle Kong has secretly gone to the Songshan Sect. It is just a Western Factory that can't cause trouble. It's just waiting for a while." Master Fang Zheng spoke.
Master Fang Zheng is not only abbot, but also the strongest martial arts among his peers. It can be said that except for those monks with the same generation, no one is his opponent.
As soon as Fang Zheng opened his mouth, Fang Xing didn't dare to yell, but said unconvincedly: "Don't forget, Uncle Lefan is still in their hands. Could it be that we have been compromised?"
Master Fang Zheng said: "The more rampant the Xichang is, the more people you offend. Hulong Villa wants to die even more than us, so if we don't need us to do it, Hulong Villa will naturally take action. If Hulong Villa can't solve the problem, they will naturally come to beg us. We don't want to be someone else's knife."
The meaning is very clear. If you don’t do anything that is not good, it’s a matter of Hulong Villa. Don’t be foolish about blocking the knife for others. If Hulong Villa wants to ask Shaolin to take action, you will naturally have to pay the same bargaining chips.
Everyone nodded.
At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded outside like thunder, echoing in the entire Shaolin sky: "Xichang, come and worship the mountain!"
Buzz!
The bronze bell in the hall was shaking under the sound wave, shaking faintly. Everyone was sitting in the hall with dull faces and their heads were buzzing.
Everyone looked at each other and saw the unbelievable expression on each other's face.
Didn’t the Xichang go to Songshan to send me? Why did you come to Shaolin?
Outside the door, a little novice monk ran towards him like a frightened deer, gasping for breath, and trembling in a hurry: "The West Factory is here, they are here!"
Really come? It wasn't an illusion just now!
"Let's go and welcome guests!"
The abbot Master Fang Zheng was the first to react, and immediately stood up and walked out. The others woke up as if they were dreaming and hurriedly followed.
At the same time, the entire mountain forest became chaotic, and countless monks rushed towards the mountain gate.
The West Factory is here, what are you going to do? There is definitely nothing good!
When Fang Zheng walked to the front yard, there were already a large group of monks holding sticks gathered behind him.
"What are you doing? Why don't you disperse soon!" Fang Zheng's expression changed drastically. What would he think if the people from the West Factory saw this?
The monks hesitated, and Fang Zheng shouted again: "This is Shaolin, what other trouble can happen? Disband quickly."
Just then, a hearty laughter came: "Don't worry!"
A figure crossed the door and entered. Ye Jun smiled and said, "I have heard that Shaolin stick technique is unique in the world. I have come here. If I don't dance a pole dance, I will leave?"
Behind him, Lin Pingzhi asked Yu Huatian in a low voice and said, "Sir Yu, what kind of martial arts is steel pipe martial arts?"
"You don't understand even if you say it!" Yu Huatian's expressionless face was expressionless and he was very calm: I don't understand either, but I won't ask.
Master Fang Zheng laughed and said, "There are thirty-two kinds of Shaolin stick techniques, but I have never heard of steel pipe martial arts. If you want to see stick techniques, it is better to change them."
"That's it! What's so good about playing with sticks!"
Ye Jun waved his hand and walked in, not treating himself as an outsider at all.
This attitude of not treating himself as an outsider at all has made many monks' eyes angry.
Master Fang Zheng glanced at him, and the others could only retreat helplessly.
Ye Jun walked to the Main Hall, stepped into the air with one foot, his eyes fell on the tall golden statue in front of him, and suddenly spoke quietly: "Abbot, do you think it is the Buddha's great or the emperor's great?"
The monks trembled violently!
Chapter completed!