Chapter 78 Strong, Shaolin Grand Master

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Chapter 78 Strong, Shaolin Grand Master

There are two giant peaks in Songshan Mountain. The shorter one in the front is Taishi Mountain, which is occupied by the Songshan Sect; the highest peak in the back is Shaoshi Mountain, which is the place where the Shaolin Temple established its sect and taught the Dharma.

At this time, in the main hall of the Shaolin Temple, a dozen monks were sitting cross-legged. The leader was an old monk who was short in stature, thin in appearance, but with a kind expression.

He is the contemporary abbot of Shaolin Temple and Master Fang Zheng.

In addition, there are the four great monks of Shaolin Temple: Kong Jian, Kong Hearing, Kong Zhi, and Kong Xing, as well as the three elders of the Bodhidharma Hall, the "Sandu Masters": to overcome disasters, to overcome tribulations, and to overcome difficulties.

These eminent monks in the temple can be said to be the backbone of the Ming Shaolin Temple today.

The four great monks are all masters at the master level and can fight the Grand Master together. Master Sandu of Bodhidharma Academy has also reached the level of martial arts and has a record of joining forces to defeat the Grand Master.

It is said that Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King, who was one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult in the evil martial arts world many years ago, was suppressed by Master Sandu and pardoned in Shaolin.

This Xie Xun was the adoptive father of Wuji, the Mingjiao leader. Zhang Wuji once led many Mingjiao followers to attack Shaolin in order to rescue Xie Xun, but they all returned without success many times.

A glimpse of the leopard through the tube shows the strength of this thousand-year-old temple!

But at this time, all the monks in the Main Hall had solemn expressions, and the atmosphere was quite serious.

Just because what they offended at this moment was the Ming Dynasty!

Although the Shaolin Temple is extremely powerful and has the reputation of being the "Martial Sect of the World", this is limited to the world. If it faces a behemoth like the imperial court, no matter how strong the Shaolin Temple is, it will be razed to the ground sooner or later.

This result is something they don't want to see.

"Uncles and brothers, I invite you to come here today because the imperial army is blocking our Shaolin."

Master Fang Zheng looked solemnly, looked at the monks in the hall, and said in a deep voice:

"Half a month ago, Zuo Lengchan, the leader of Songshan Mountain, was bewitched by others and went to the capital to participate in the murder of Emperor Ming, which offended the imperial court. Later, the imperial court sent people to encircle and suppress the Songshan sect. I, the Shaolin Temple, have lived together with the Songshan sect on Songshan Mountain for hundreds of years, and faced the imperial court's encirclement and suppression.

, still unable to turn a blind eye, so Kong Jian and Master Kong Zhi took action and rescued several disciples of the Songshan Sect, causing the imperial army to surround our Shaolin and blockade all the important roads up and down the mountain. It has been half a month now.

"

"After half a month of siege, all the remaining food in the temple has been exhausted. If we don't go down the mountain to buy food, I'm afraid the temple won't be able to hold on for long."

"But the imperial court is determined to ask us to hand over those Songshan disciples. If we don't surrender and force our way down the mountain, we will inevitably have a head-on conflict with the imperial army. By then, I, with my thousands of years of Shaolin heritage, will have to do something because of these Songshan disciples.

Destroyed."

"Thanks to the love of the masters and brothers in the temple, the poor monk temporarily takes up the position of abbot and is in charge of the affairs of the temple. However, this matter is very important and the poor monk cannot make up his mind, so I invite you all to come here to discuss the matter."

"Should we hand over these Songshan disciples or not?"

After Master Fang Zheng finished speaking, there was silence in the hall.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Kong Jian saw the divine monk saying a Buddha's name, took two steps forward, and whispered:

"This matter started because of the poor monk. It was the poor monk who underestimated the imperial court's determination to destroy Songshan, which led to today's difficulties."

"If the imperial court attacks Shaolin, the poor monk is willing to go out alone, tie his hands, and let the imperial court handle it, so as to end this cause and effect."

"But I, a Shaolin monk, have always been compassionate. I really can't help but watch the Songshan sect being exterminated. Therefore, these Songshan disciples should be allowed to stay in Shaolin."

Monk Kongzhi also stepped forward and said in a deep voice:

"This is a matter that I, the poor monk, and my senior brother have jointly taken on, and this poor monk is willing to shoulder the responsibility together with my senior brother!"

Seeing the divine monk smile slightly, Kong turned around and walked out of the hall without saying anything.

Monk Kongzhi showed no fear on his face and followed up slowly, with a tragic and heroic demeanor as if the wind and rain were gone and would never return.

"Wait a minute!"

But at this moment, the monk with the most explosive temper suddenly stood up, stopped the two of them, and said coldly:

"My Shaolin Temple has protected the people that the imperial court wants to kill. All the imperial court wants is face. I'm afraid that even if the two brothers are captured without mercy, the imperial court will still not let my Shaolin Temple go. They will still ask us to hand over those Songshan Mountains

disciple."

"That's right." Divine Monk Kong Wen nodded slightly: "Senior Brother, the sacrifice of Junior Brother is meaningless."

Seeing the monk in Kong frowned slightly: "But now that we are in a desperate situation, does our temple really want to hand over these people?"

"I definitely can't make friends with anyone!"

Monk Kongxing snorted coldly: "The imperial court wants to save face, so don't I, Shaolin, need face? If we hand over these Songshan disciples now, even if I, Shaolin, can survive this disaster safely, my reputation will definitely be ruined in the future!"

"In the opinion of the poor monk, it is better to lead the disciples directly out of the mountain and fight the imperial court openly to show my determination of Shaolin. The poor monk does not believe it. The imperial court really dares to fight my Shaolin to the death!"

"What Master Uncle Emptiness said makes sense!"

The Master of the Three Crossings also said coldly:

"My Shaolin Temple has been inherited for thousands of years and has branches in other major dynasties. If the imperial court really dares to take action, I think it is better to send people directly to the branches of the major dynasties to ask for help. By then, even if the imperial court dares to attack our Shaolin Temple, it will definitely be difficult.

bone!"

"The imperial court cannot afford this consequence!"

Master Du'e frowned and said, "This method is inappropriate."

"Although I, Shaolin, have branches in other dynasties, even if I go to the nearest branch of the Song Dynasty to ask for help, it will take at least a month to go back and forth. The court cannot wait that long."

"Although our temple has produced many outstanding monks over the years, if we fight against the imperial court, we will probably lose more than we win."

The Master of Disaster said coldly:

"Why fight with their army? If they dare to attack the mountain, we only need to capture their leader. In this way, the imperial army is leaderless and just a bunch of rabble. How can they stop me, the Shaolin monks?"

Master Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "There may not be masters in the imperial court. Now Uncle Dabei and Patriarch Jueyuan have been in seclusion all year round. If the imperial court sends those from the palace, I am afraid no one in our temple can stop them."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts trembled.

That person in the Imperial Palace was basically the pillar of the Ming Dynasty royal family. He once caused a bloody storm in the martial arts world and turned the Ming Palace into a forbidden area for people in the world.

If that one comes, no one in Shaolin Temple can be his opponent.

Moreover, when that time comes, Shaolin may not be able to survive.

If even that one was dispatched, how could the court let them go?

The atmosphere became silent again.

"Tap tap tap..."

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded.

I saw a disciple of Bodhidharma Academy who was responsible for guarding the mountain came hurriedly, bowed to the monks in the hall, and said anxiously:

"Abbott, brothers and sisters, two people from the imperial court came outside the mountain gate and gave us an ultimatum. If we don't hand over those Songshan disciples before dark, the imperial court will attack the mountain gate!"

Everyone's expressions changed.

Master Fang Zheng frowned and said: "The imperial court has blocked the mountain gate for so many days. If it wanted to fight, it would have been done already. This means that it was not a last resort and the imperial court did not want to fight with my Shaolin Temple. But now how could it suddenly decide to attack the mountain gate? What happened?

A remarkable person?"

"You'll know when you go out and take a look."

Kong Jian saw the holy monk saying this and walking out of the temple with a calm expression.

The monks looked at each other and followed him out.

Soon, everyone arrived at the mountain gate and saw two figures, one black and one blue, standing on the steps outside the mountain gate.

A man was wearing a blue python robe, carrying two swords on his back, and a bronze ghost mask on his face. His left eye was as white as a ghost, and he turned out to be the stall owner of Xichang, Ma Jinliang.

The monks had seen this person before, so they were not surprised. They just turned their attention to another person.

Soon, Kong saw the divine monk's expression change and said:

"This man is a prodigal swordsman from the northwest, named Yan Shisan. But it is said that a few days ago, this man was invited by Yue Buqun, the leader of Huashan, to go to Longmen to assassinate Gong Yuhuatian of Xichangchang, but was defeated by Yuhua in the end.

Tian Zhizhi was taken under Yuhuatian's command and is now serving Xichang."

Hearing this, the expressions of the other monks also changed slightly.

Master Fang Zheng frowned and said, "So, the owner of the West Factory is also here?"

"That's how it should be!"

Seeing the sacred monk's expression solemn, Kong subconsciously recalled the rainy night in the northwest desert a month ago.

That Mr. Xichang, who was known as the "God of Death in White", was so graceful and superhuman, with peerless martial arts skills. Countless masters died at his hands.

If that person also comes, then what happened today may not be a good thing.

With this thought in his mind, Kong was not afraid to see the divine monk. He walked out of the mountain gate slowly, looked at the two people on the steps, held his hands and saluted, and said:

"Amitabha, the two benefactors are here, and my Shaolin Temple is shining brightly. I just don't know what advice the two benefactors have here."

Ma Jinliang looked coldly and said, "Isn't my expression clear enough?"

"According to the order of the governor, if the Shaolin Temple refuses to hand over the Songshan rebels before sunset, they will be punished with the same crime and be killed without mercy!"
To be continued...