In the Mahavira Hall of the Shaolin Temple, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.
Abbot Xuan Ci sat at the top, reciting the scriptures and explaining the essentials. The monks below him listened and shook their heads with an intoxicated look on their faces.
"Abbot, do you think we should send some disciples to the mountains to pick some herbs?" Master Xuan Nan, the white-browed Chief Monk of the Dharma House, suddenly said.
"That's right. I heard that the Carefree Sect has reappeared in the world. Sect Leader Wu Yazi has taken in all of the surrounding powers, including the Eight Friends of Hangu. They've all joined the Carefree Sect. At the same time, the sect rules state that all disciples must enter the depths of the mountains, and then offer up precious medicinal ingredients and spirit bug ores in exchange for secret manuals.
Master Xuan Kong, the Chief of the Arhat Hall, frowned slightly. The Xiaoyao Sect used to be very secretive. About thirty years ago, it became even more secluded. Except for a few old martial artists, no one had heard of it.
"But yesterday, I heard that Sect Master Wu Yazi transformed into a thirty-meter-long black eagle at the Wuliang Mountain. He spread his wings and soared into the sky. In just two hours, he arrived in the Western Regions and killed the Constellation Old Eccentric Ding Chunqiu with the force of a thunderbolt. His fame skyrocketed. Everyone in the world thinks that the Carefree Sect is an Immortal Dao Sect, and they all scramble to join it.
"If this continues, the position of the Shaolin Temple in the Jianghu will be shaken." Master Xuan Ling, the Chief of the Commandment Hall, said worriedly. The Shaolin Temple was the undisputed number one sect in the Jianghu, but the Sect Master's strength was unfathomable. Moreover, it was said that he had three other disciples who were very powerful.
The disciples of the Shaolin Temple were confused. Was the Xiaoyao Sect so powerful?
Wu Yazi turned into a ten-meter black eagle in the sky?
He flew to the Western Region in two hours. How far was the Wuliang Mountain from the Western Region? Thousands of miles?
Could it be that the Chiefs did not wake up last night and were still sleep-walking?
"This is great. The Heads are all possessed. The Abbot will most likely remove all the Heads from their positions and let them recuperate. Then, I will be able to become a Head Elder." A few of the Head Elder's disciples smiled.
"Amitabha, junior brothers are right, but what should we do?" Abbot Xuan Ci's expression was grave. The pressure from Shaolin Temple was too great. Other sects would only send two or three clans to participate in the auction, but Shaolin Temple had nearly thirty clans.
Although there were many inheritances in Shaolin Temple, when it came to Shaolin Temple, everyone knew the name of the 72 Ultimate Skills of Shaolin Temple. Of course, there were not only 72 Ultimate Skills in Shaolin Temple, there were also many secret martial arts books of other sects.
However, it was useless. If he hadn't run fast enough, even the 72 Ultimate Skills of Shaolin Temple would have been ineffective.
F * ck! F * ck! F * ck!
The senior disciples of the Seats of Honor looked at each other. Their eyes were filled with deep despair. The abbot and the Seats of Honor had disappeared for a few days. Could it be that they were cultivating in seclusion? Had something gone wrong with their brains?
If there was something wrong with their brains, how could they find a normal disciple to be the Seat of Honor?
"Amitabha. Reporting to the Abbot, I think that we should send our disciples to the deep mountains to gather precious medicinal herbs and ores of Spiritual Worms, just like the Carefree Sect." The second disciple of the Dharma Hall's First Seat suggested.
F * ck!
When the first disciple of the Dharma Hall heard this, he was angry. Why didn't I think of that? Didn't I know we could go with the flow?
"Amitabha. Reporting to Abbot, we cannot do that. The Shaolin Temple is a place to cultivate one's body and mind. How can we enter the mortal world like the Carefree Faction?" The third disciple of the Dharma Hall suddenly had a bright idea. He spoke with a firm expression.
It's over!
The first disciple of the Dharma Hall looked sad. It's understandable that I didn't think of it first. However, when others agreed, I should have immediately thought of opposing. If I don't understand such a simple principle, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my position as the next Seat of Honor.
"Amitabha, reporting to the Abbot, I think that what Second Junior Brother and Third Junior Brother said is not reliable enough. I should decide based on the situation and observe the development of the Carefree Sect. According to the corresponding situation, I should act according to the situation." After the first disciple of the Dharma Hall finished speaking, sweat appeared on his forehead. He heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he thought of the middle ground and did not oppose or agree.
Abbot Xuan Ci and the Seats of Honor looked at each other. Could it be that these disciples' comprehension was so high?
They didn't even have the time to tell them about Wanjie Lou, yet they could already understand what they were talking about?
The other Seats of Honor looked at the Dharma Hall's Seat of Honor enviously. The disciples of the Dharma Hall all had extremely high comprehension. In the future, they would be able to cultivate Buddhism with half the effort. It would not be a problem for them to become high monks.
Abbot Xuan Ci looked at the few of them with an approving gaze.
The other disciples of the Seats of Honor looked at Abbot Xuan Ci's look of approval and secretly scolded the Dharma Hall's Seat of Honor for being treacherous.
One by one, they started to think.
"Amitabha, reporting to the Abbot, I think we should be like the Carefree Sect …" A disciple of the Commandment Hall gave a long speech about his point of view. He quoted scriptures, which made Abbot Xuan Ci and the Seats of Honor nod slightly. They felt that they were convinced.
"Amitabha, reporting to the Abbot, I think we shouldn't be like the Carefree Sect …" A disciple of the Bodhi Courtyard talked incessantly about the drawbacks. Abbot Xuan Ci and the Seats of Honor nodded slightly. They were hesitant to make a decision.
"Amitabha, reporting to the Abbot, I thought we should be indifferent …" The disciple of the Abbot laughed in his heart. This was a good opportunity. The next Abbot would be him.
"What Wanjie Lou discount?" Abbot Xuan Ci and the Seats of Honor suddenly stood up and disappeared from the hall.
The disciple of the Abbot: "…"
No.1 in the world, Divine Marquis Mansion.
Lord Tiedan Zhu Guores sat by the bed, looking at the woman lying on the bed with tenderness. The woman looked to be about 30 years old. She was dressed in white, like a fairy. She was beautiful and dignified. Her skin was like ice and snow, as if it could be broken with a flick of a finger. Maybe because she had just recovered from her illness, her face was a little pale, which added a touch of poignant beauty.
"Suxin, come and drink the medicine." Lord Tiedan picked up a bowl of medicine and carefully scooped a spoonful. He blew on it a few times and gently put it to the mouth of the woman named Suxin.
Bang!
"Godfather, Wanjie Lou's things are on discount." Duan Tianya pushed the door open. His calm face was slightly excited.
"What?" The Iron-Bold Marquis, who was furious because someone had intruded into his room, suddenly had a happy expression on his face. Su Xin was a little stunned. The Iron-Bold Marquis would only occasionally reveal a smile when he was with her, but he was always serious at other times. Why was he suddenly so excited?
"Let's go. Feed her while walking." Lord Tiedan Zhu Guores picked up Su Xin and disappeared from the room.
Blood Sword, Palace of the Ming Kingdom, Supreme Harmony Hall.
"Wang Chengen, where are the Guanning Cavalry? They must arrive in five days. Kill anyone who dares to stop them. " Chongzhen Emperor paced back and forth in the palace of the Ming Kingdom. As the days passed, he became more and more anxious.
If the Guanning Cavalry did not arrive in five days, he could already imagine the final result of the Eight-Nation Alliance.
Between the Ming and Song Kingdoms, the Ming Kingdom had a strong army, while the Song Kingdom had a rich army. In the Ming Kingdom, he was the ruler of the Ming Kingdom. He had the smallest army and was the last. The Song Kingdom had a terrifying 800,000 imperial army. If the Guanning Cavalry did not come, he could not compete with them.
"Your Majesty, rest assured. The 10,000 Guanning Cavalry will arrive before today." Wang Chengen did not know how many times he had said it. He had never seen the Chongzhen Emperor so anxious.
Even when the Eight Banners Army surrounded the Shun Tian Prefecture, the Chongzhen Emperor was anxious, but at least he looked calm. Now, it was as if the Eight Banners Army had killed their way into the palace.
"Wang Chengen, is the reward food ready? It must be the most sumptuous. If it is not enough, you can get it from the imperial kitchen. " The Chongzhen Emperor slightly relaxed his brows, but he was still a little anxious. He was still worried until he saw the Guanning Cavalry with his own eyes.
"Your Majesty, all the reward food for the Guanning Cavalry will be prepared by the imperial kitchen. Please rest assured." Wang Chengen comforted him.
"What Wanjie Lou Discount? 10% off all goods? Is there such a good thing? What is the Heavenly Merit? "
A message suddenly appeared in his mind. The Chongzhen Emperor laughed while talking to himself. How could there be such a good thing? This time, he needed to buy more food and weapons to prepare for the Qing army. He disappeared from the palace in an instant, leaving Wang Chengen with a shocked face.
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