Traveling through Yuhuatian, the start of the Sunflower Collection is complete

Chapter 78 Strong, Shaolin Grandmaster
There are two giant peaks in Songshan Mountain. The shorter one in front is Taishi Mountain, which is occupied by Songshan School; the highest peak in the back is Shaoshi Mountain, which is the place where Shaolin Temple established its sect and spread Dharma.

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

He is the abbot and abbot of the contemporary Shaolin Temple, Master Fangzheng.

In addition, the four great monks of Shaolin Temple: Kongjian, Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing, as well as the three elders of the Dharma Hall "Master Sandu": crossing evil, crossing robbery and crossing difficulties are all included.

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

The four great monks are all masters at the level of grand masters, and they can fight against grand masters together; Master Sandu of the Bodhidharma Academy has also reached the peak of martial arts, and also has a record of defeating grand masters together.

It is said that Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king, one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of Mingjiao who was evil in martial arts many years ago, was suppressed by Master Sandu in Shaolin to forgive his crimes.

This Xie Xun is the adoptive father of Mingjiao who advocated Wuji. In order to rescue Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji led many Mingjiao disciples to attack Shaolin, but they all failed many times.

Looking at the leopard in the tube, it is enough to see the strength of this thousand-year-old temple!
But at this time, all the monks in the Daxiong Hall had solemn faces and a serious atmosphere.

Just because they are offending the Ming court at this moment!

Although Shaolin Temple is extremely powerful and has the reputation of "the world's Wuzong", it is limited to Jianghu. If it faces a giant like the imperial court, no matter how strong Shaolin Temple is, it will be razed to the ground sooner or later.

This result is what they do not want to see.

"Master uncles and younger brothers, I invite you to come here today for the imperial army's blockade of Shaolin."

Master Fangzheng looked solemn, looked at the monks in the hall, and said in a deep voice:
"Half a month ago, Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan School, was bewitched by others. He went to the capital to participate in the murder of the Ming Emperor and offended the court. Later, the court sent people to encircle and suppress the Songshan School. My Shaolin Temple and the Songshan School have lived together in Songshan Mountain for hundreds of years. Facing the encirclement and suppression by the court, we have never been able to I turned a blind eye to it, so Kongjian and Master Kongzhi rescued a few disciples of the Songshan School, causing the imperial army to surround my Shaolin and block all the main roads up and down the mountain, and it has been half a month now."

"After half a month of siege, the remaining food in the temple has now bottomed out. If we don't go down the mountain to buy food, I'm afraid the temple won't last long."

"But the imperial court is determined to ask us to hand over those Songshan disciples. If we don't hand them over and forcefully go down the mountain, we will inevitably have a head-on confrontation with the imperial army. At that time, my Shaolin millennium background may be due to these few Songshan disciples. Destroyed once."

"The poor monk is favored by his teachers, uncles and younger brothers in the temple, and temporarily takes up the post of abbot, in charge of the affairs of the temple. However, this matter is very important, and the poor monk can't make up his mind, so I invite you to come here to discuss this matter."

"Should we hand over these Songshan disciples?"

After Master Fangzheng finished speaking, the hall was silent.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Kongjian divine monk uttered the Buddha's name, took two steps forward, and said in a low voice:
"This incident happened because of the poor monk. It is the poor monk who underestimated the court's determination to destroy Songshan, which led to today's disaster."

"If the imperial court attacks Shaolin, the poor monk is willing to stand alone, bind his hands, and let the imperial court deal with it, so as to end the cause and effect."

"But I, Shaolin monks, have always been compassionate. I really can't just watch the Songshan sect being wiped out. Therefore, let these Songshan disciples stay in Shaolin."

The monk Kongzhi also stepped forward and said in a deep voice:
"This matter is jointly undertaken by the poor monk and the senior brother, and the poor monk is willing to bear it together with the senior brother!"

Seeing that the divine monk smiled slightly, Kong didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the hall.

The monk Kongzhi had no fear on his face, and followed slowly, with a tragic demeanor as if the wind and rain were gone forever.

"Wait a minute!"

But at this moment, the god monk Kongxing with the hottest temper suddenly stood up, stopped Kong Jian and the two, and said coldly:
"My Shaolin Temple has saved the people the court wants to kill. What the court wants is just a face. I am afraid that even if the two senior brothers are arrested without a fight, the court will still not let me go. They will still ask us to hand over those Songshan Mountains. disciple."

"That's right." Godly Monk Kongwen slightly nodded, "The sacrifices of Senior Brother and Junior Brother are meaningless."

Kongjian divine monk frowned slightly: "But now that we are in a desperate situation, is it true that our temple really wants to hand over these people?"

"People definitely can't pay!"

The monk of Kongxing snorted coldly: "The imperial court wants face, so Shaolin doesn't want face? Now, if I hand over these Songshan disciples, even if Shaolin can survive this calamity safely, my reputation will definitely be ruined in the future!"

"According to the opinion of the poor monk, it is better to lead the disciples directly out of the mountain, to fight the court dignifiedly, to show my determination of Shaolin, the poor monk will not believe it, the court really dares to fight my Shaolin fish to the death!"

"What Uncle Kongxing said is right!"

Master Du Nan among the three masters also said coldly:
"My Shaolin Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has branches in other major dynasties. If the court really dares to do something, I think it is better to send people directly to the branches of the major dynasties to ask for help. Even if the court dares to do something to my Shaolin, it will definitely be hurt. bone!"

"The imperial court cannot afford this consequence!"

Master Du'e frowned and said, "This method is not appropriate."

"Although my Shaolin has 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. It is impossible for the court to wait that long."

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

Master Du Nan said coldly:
"Why do we need to fight with their army, if they dare to attack the mountain, we only need to capture their leader, such a large army of the imperial court has no leader, it is just a mob, how can we stop my Shaolin monk?"

Master Fangzheng shook his head and said: "The imperial court may not have no masters, now Master Dabei and Patriarch Jueyuan are retreating all the year round, if the imperial court sends that one from the palace, I'm afraid there is no one in our temple who can stop them."

Hearing this, everyone's heart trembled.

The one in the imperial palace is basically equivalent to the Dinghai pillar of the Ming royal family. He also caused a bloody storm in the martial arts and forcibly turned the Ming imperial palace into a forbidden place for people in the world.

If that one comes, there will be absolutely no one in Shaolin Temple to be his opponent.

Moreover, when that time really came, Shaolin might not be able to survive.

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

The atmosphere fell silent again.

"Ta Tata..."

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

A disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy who was in charge of guarding the mountain came hurriedly, saluted all the monks in the hall, and said anxiously:
"Abbot Qi, all senior uncles and senior uncles, two people from the imperial court came outside the mountain gate and gave us an ultimatum. If the disciples of Songshan Mountain are not handed over 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 is necessary to attack it, it would have been done long ago, which means that it is not a last resort, and the imperial court does not want to fight with my Shaolin Temple, but now why did it suddenly decide to attack the mountain gate? Great character?"

"Go out and have a look and you'll know."

Seeing the divine monk talking in Kong Kong, he walked out of the hall calmly.

The monks looked at each other, and they all stepped out to follow.

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

One person is wearing a blue python robe, with two swords on his back, and a bronze grimace mask on his face. His left eye is ice-white like ghost pupils. He is Ma Jinliang, the boss of Xichang.

The monks had seen this person before, so they were not surprised, they just shifted their eyes to another person.

Soon, Kong saw the face of the divine monk changed, and said:
"This man is a prodigal swordsman in the northwest area, named Yan Shisan, but it is said that a few days ago, this man was invited by Yue Buqun, the head of Huashan Mountain, to go to Longmen to assassinate Xichangchang Gong Yuhuatian, but he was defeated by Yuhua in the end. Tian Zhishou, who was taken under Yuhuatian's command, is now working for Xichang."

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

Master Fangzheng frowned and said, "So, that Mr. Xichangchang is also here?"

"It should be so!"

Seeing the dignified expression of the divine monk, Kong subconsciously recalled that rainy night in the northwest desert a month ago.

That Xichang Zhanggong who was called "White Clothes Killing God" had such a superhuman demeanor and peerless martial arts, and countless masters died under his hands.

If that person also came, then today's matter, I'm afraid it can't be done well.

Thinking this way in his heart, but Kong Jian was not afraid of the divine monk. He walked out of the mountain gate slowly, looked at the two people on the steps, held his hands in a salute, and said:
"Amitabha, the two benefactors are here, my Shaolin Temple is full of splendor, but I don't know the two benefactors are here, what advice do you have?"

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

"Following the order of the governor, if Shaolin Temple refuses to hand over those Songshan rebels before sunset, they will be punished as the same crime and killed without mercy!"

Hearing this, all the monks at the mountain gate were slightly angry.

Master Fang Zheng frowned, stepped forward and said:
"Although the Songshan sect has violated the laws of the Ming Dynasty, the mastermind Zuo Lengchan and others have subdued the law. The few disciples saved by our temple are just innocent people, and the rebellion has nothing to do with them. Why does the benefactor need to kill them all? "

Ma Jinliang sneered, then took out a booklet from his arms, and recorded slowly:

"The abbot of Shaolin said that the Songshan disciples who participated in the murder of the emperor are all innocent people..."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed again.

If this word gets out, it means that Shaolin Temple also has the intention of treason. This crime is not a small one.

Master Du Nan couldn't help saying angrily:

"Eunuch, why do you have to be pretentious here, fight if you want to fight, don't I, Shaolin Temple, be afraid of your failure?!"

"Senior brother..."

Master Du'er's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his voice to stop it.

Ma Jinliang took a deep look at Master Duan, his eyes flickered with coldness:
"This seat remembers you."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the four great monks and Master Fangzheng, and said coldly: "Is this the attitude of Shaolin?"

Master Fangzheng looked solemn, and said: "This matter is very important, I wonder if I can invite Eunuch Yu to discuss it?"

Ma Jinliang sneered and was about to speak.

But at this moment, several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came from the mountains and forests behind.

"Hoo, hoo-"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they looked around quickly, only to see several figures coming from the sky in the forest below, their bodies were as light as swallows, and they jumped more than ten feet away after only a few dodges in the forest, obviously all of them were extremely skilled generation.

The leader is wearing a silver-white python robe, leaning against the sky at the waist, tall and tall, with a handsome and calm face, who is it if it is not Yuhuatian?
"Master!"

Seeing this, Yan Shisan and Ding Xiu quickly stepped aside and bowed slightly to show their respect.

Yuhua landed directly between the two of them, then looked at the monks at the mountain gate with an indifferent expression, and said:

"Don't you want to see me? This seat is here."

shhhhhh...

Immediately afterwards, Ding Xiu, Ji Xueyong, and Jin Yiwei descended to the ground one after another, showing their mighty aura and looking coldly at the group of monks at the gate of Shaolin Mountain.

At the same time, the entire mountain began to vibrate slightly, and the dense footsteps at the foot of the mountain sounded like thunder. At a glance, you could only see the flickering of swords, lights and swords, and there were crowds of people in the dense forest, and it was impossible to count how many people there were.

The atmosphere instantly became solemn.

Master Fang Zheng frowned, looked at the handsome figure in front of him, cupped his hands, and said:

"The poor monk, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Fang Zheng, met Eunuch Yu..."

Yu Huatian waved his sleeve robe and said indifferently: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"What this seat decides will never be changed. It must be handed over to others, or Shaolin will be delisted today!"

"I will give you an incense stick of time to make a decision as soon as possible before the army arrives outside your Shaolin mountain gate!"

When the Shaolin monks heard the words, their expressions were extremely ugly.

The Shaolin Temple was established for thousands of years and stood on the top of the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years. How has it ever been persecuted like this?
Master Fangzheng's expression was not good, he looked at Yuhuatian, and said in a deep voice:

"However, for the sake of a few innocent Songshan disciples, why did Eunuch Yu go to such lengths?"

Yu Huatian gave him a slanted look, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't say any more nonsense.

Now, it's not just because of those Songshan disciples, it's a matter of face.

Once he surrenders in front of Shaolin today, it will be a huge blow to the court's prestige.

So, Yuhuatian came in person.

Although he is afraid of the masters of Shaolin Temple, it does not mean that he will make concessions.

If Shaolin Temple really refuses to surrender, then Shaolin will be destroyed today.

No matter how many masters there are in Shaolin Temple, even if it takes human lives, Yuhuatian will pile him up to death!

The atmosphere fell silent again.

The Shaolin monks looked ugly, looking at the decisive Yuhuatian, they didn't know what to do for a while.

"Tap..."

At this time, there was another sound of footsteps in the mountain gate, and then a haggard old monk wearing an ordinary monk's robe walked out slowly from the mountain gate.

When Master Fangzheng and others heard the voice, they turned their heads to look, they were all startled, and then they were overjoyed, bowing down and saluting:
"I've seen Uncle Master!"

"I've seen Master Uncle!"

Yuhuatian looked up, frowning slightly:

"Grandmaster..."

Sure enough, Shaolin Temple has been passed down for more than a thousand years, so how could it be possible that there is no great master sitting in the temple.

The old monk looked as if he was about to die, but from his thin body, Yu Huatian could clearly feel a huge force of energy and blood.

There is no doubt that this old monk is definitely a great master!

"Amitabha, good is good!"

The old monk nodded slightly at Master Fangzheng and the others, then passed the crowd, walked to the front, looked directly at Yuhuatian and others outside the mountain gate, and performed a Buddhist etiquette towards Yuhuatian, saying:

"The poor monk has already known the reason for this matter. It is true that I, Shaolin, made a mistake first, but I am a Buddhist, and I have always been compassionate, so I can't do nothing."

"The poor monk is a monk of the Xu generation in Shaolin, and his Dharma name is Great Compassion. I wonder if this benefactor can sell the poor monk three points of thin noodles to give those benefactors of the Songshan sect a way of life. The poor monk is willing to persuade them to shave and practice in Shaolin Temple for eternity." Don’t go down the mountain, and spend the rest of your life chanting scriptures in the temple to forgive sins, so this can be regarded as an explanation to the benefactor, I wonder if it is possible?”

Great Compassion Zen Master?

Hearing the old monk's self-registered name, Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes, and finally remembered the old monk's origin.

The Shaolin abbot before the monk Kongwen was also one of the four great monks of the previous generation. The same generation included the iron-shouldered monk, the honest monk and the bitter melon master.

But the other three people had already sat down, and they didn't expect that Zen Master Dabei was still alive.

Hearing what Chan Master Dabei said later, Yu Huatian's gaze immediately turned cold, and he said with a sneer:
"I committed the great crime of murdering the emperor, but I can forgive my sin just by joining your Shaolin Temple to chant scriptures? Shaolin Temple is really a place where all kinds of filth are hidden!"

Zen Master Dabei's face changed slightly, he frowned and said:

"Then I don't know how the benefactor is willing to retreat?"

Yu Huatian said coldly: "It's very simple, hand it over!"

"Besides, because you Shaolin Temple sheltered criminals, more than ten thousand troops from my imperial court surrounded Songshan Mountain for more than half a month, and you, Shaolin Temple, are fully responsible for all the loss of money and food!"

The faces of the monks changed again, and anger appeared in their eyes.

They didn't expect Yuhuatian to make progress. Just now they were only asked to hand over people, but now they have to be responsible for all the losses they have suffered during the half-month siege of Songshan Mountain.

Simply deceiving!
Zen Master Dabei also frowned tightly, and said: "I have always been poor and frugal in Shaolin, I can't afford so much money and food, I'm afraid I will disappoint the benefactor."

"So, if people don't want to pay, they don't want to give money?"

Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Chan Master Dabei shook his head and said, "Forgive me for the request of the benefactor, Shaolin can't do it."

"very good!"

Yu Huatian nodded, and took two steps back without talking nonsense, quietly waiting for the army to go up the mountain.

The atmosphere became silent again, except for the sound of dense footsteps at the foot of the mountain and the shouts of killing that soared into the sky one after another, which made the faces of the monks in Shaolin more and more serious.

Zen Master Dabei frowned, looking at the Yuhuatian where oil and salt do not enter, he couldn't help showing a murderous look in his eyes.

He was considering whether to preemptively take Yuhuatian and force the imperial court to retreat.

But in this way, it is tantamount to completely tearing the skin off with the court, and the consequences in the future may be even more serious.

For a while, Zen Master Dabei also fell into a dilemma.

"Boom—"

"kill!"

Suddenly, at this moment, bursts of roars suddenly sounded in Shaolin Temple, followed by various shouts and screams.

At the mountain gate, the faces of the eminent monks in Shaolin changed slightly, and they looked back quickly.

"What's the matter? Go and see!"

Master Fangzheng looked serious, and immediately looked at a disciple next to him, and ordered in a deep voice.

The disciple hurriedly led away, but before he could go far, a blood-soaked monk ran out of the temple and shouted anxiously:

"Abbot Qi, all senior uncles, it's not good, a group of strange Jiang Hu people suddenly appeared in the temple, they killed anyone they saw, and rushed to the back mountain!"

The faces of the monks changed in shock, and they all turned their heads to look at the Xichang people outside the mountain gate, glaring.

There was also a trace of anger in the eyes of Zen Master Dabei, and he shouted: "I am waiting here to discuss with you, but the benefactor sends people to sneak into my temple to kill people, it is too despicable!"

Yu Huatian frowned, ignored him, and turned to look at Ma Jinliang next to him: "You arranged it?"

Ma Jinliang looked confused, and shook his head quickly: "Master, our people are all below, and the subordinates did not arrange for anyone to sneak into Shaolin."

Hearing this, Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his eyes gradually cooled down.

So, is there a third-party force intervening?

And I was treated as a knife by this third-party force?

What a guts! ——
The story of Shaolin has been written so far, and the protagonist's current strength cannot be destroyed, and another force will follow.

(End of this chapter)