readx;? After cleaning up the wound a little, the little monk Mingyuan turned his head and went down the mountain, estimating that in a few days, those Jianghu martial arts sects that were about to move would come to the door. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The arrival of one of the twelve generals of the Black Lotus Sect was just an episode, and I believe that after fighting with him, he should understand that Shaolin is not a place that ordinary people can covet.

At the very least, it is impossible for the Black Lotus Sect to take the basic martial arts book "Mangniu Jin" from its own hands, although the Black Lotus Sect is strong, but in the face of the millions of troops in the imperial court, it must be overstretched.

July 12th!

It was a hot summer day, and in the early morning, the long-term workers who were preparing to cook the pot were shocked to find that there were thousands of people outside the construction site.

All of them were carrying strangely shaped weapons, and the cold and hideous unfamiliar faces made the craftsmen around them swallow their saliva constantly, and the appearance of a large number of people in the rivers and lakes made them feel frightened.

A giant man who was two meters tall picked up one of the artisan leaders like a little sheep, and the bloody aura on his face almost scared the other party to death.

"**** Tuntian slave, tell Lao Tzu, where are those monks of Shaolin Temple, dare to tell lies, Lao Tzu will cut you with an axe!"

The giant man said and weighed the giant axe in his hand, which was a full 1.5 meters, and the fierce morale frightened many craftsmen around him to kneel on the ground.

"A good man! A good man spares his life! The little old man only knows that there are hundreds of monks living on the mountain, but basically they are all boiling water and firewood, and there is no real kung fu!"

The leader of the craftsmen knelt on the ground and cried, how could they have faced such a fierce task, it was more terrifying than the Jiangyang thieves.

Many Jianghu reckless saw this group of artisan leaders crying and grabbing the ground, they all laughed, and some even kicked directly on the craftsmen and men who collapsed on the ground.

"It's really rampant, can these arrogant grass and miscellaneous crumbs only bully and bully these honest craftsmen, hum, when does the little master tell you to do it?"

Thousands of veterans of the war hidden in the forests on the mountain hibernated silently, waiting for the order of the little monk Mingyuan, looking at the situation at the foot of the mountain, Captain Wang's heart was full of anger.

They were all people with family businesses, and most of the parents of the armor were ordinary people, similar to craftsmen, blacksmiths, and so on.

Seeing such a situation, I unconsciously thought that this was my parents being humiliated, and they were all not good-looking, and they couldn't wait to tear these martial arts scum apart.

"Soon, the little master means that after most of these people have gone up the mountain, the one hundred and eight stick monks have already set up their formation, just waiting for those miscellaneous pieces to enter the net. ”

Captain Wang bowed slightly, Tie Qing's face slowly faded, he knew that there was a great master hidden in the depths of Shaolin, maybe he would be able to see the truth today.

More and more martial arts people gathered at the foot of the mountain, looking at the towering peaks of three or four hundred zhang, their faces flashed with a hint of fanaticism.

The more they inquired these days, the more they found that the Shaolin Temple was quite rich, and since the construction period of more than three months, many gentry and wealthy people from Qingtan County have come to Shaolin to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

I heard that all the sesame oil money given is a basket of gold dragon coins, even if you can't get the exercise of "Mangniu Jin", but it is worth the trip to be able to loot thousands of gold dragon coins.

Many people in the rivers and lakes have shown greedy faces, and only a very small number of sects have unhappy faces, although they covet "Mangniu Jin", but they do not want to destroy people's foundations.

If you can use the general trend to coerce the other party to take it out, it is enough for any sect to be unwilling to make a mortal enemy, after all, the masters of each faction can cause considerable damage to the younger generation if they escape.

"Enough, Tie Xiong of the Chaoshan faction, it is not the heroes of the rivers and lakes to bully the weak like this, you are still a big master of the five grades, it is necessary to meet these ordinary people?"

A crisp angry rebuke made the people around him stunned for a moment, and many people looked back and froze silently when they saw the beautiful figure.

I saw that the person who came was delicate and had a white complexion, not to mention Qingtan County, which is in this wasteland, even in the hinterland of the Central Plains, among the imperial capitals, it is extremely slight.

With the emerald green openwork dress, the gorgeous posture once again adds three points, and the enchanting face makes many men's hearts flutter.

"Miss Mingyuan of Baihua Palace, it turned out to be her, could it be that Baihua Palace, a giant in Poyang County and one of the top ten sects, also plans to meddle in the fat of Shaolin?"

A middle-aged man hidden in the crowd recognized the other party the moment he saw the bewitching woman appear again, and his heart sank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

Tie Xiong of the Chaoshan faction was originally angry in his heart, which girl who didn't clean up dared to sweep his own fun, and when he turned his head and saw Mingyuan, his face faded from blood in an instant, and he was pale.

"Tie Xiong has seen the Hundred Flowers Messenger!"

With a poof, Tie Xiong actually knelt down to a celebrity, even though the other party was a woman, but the other party's status was quite high.

As long as they thought of the iron-blooded methods of the Hundred Flowers Palace behind this woman, the people around him were all cold.

Baihua Palace is one of the top ten super sects of martial arts in the Great Qianguo, and its influence covers the four major counties of Poyang County, Qingtan County, Xichuan County, and Hehai County.

There are dozens of core disciples, all of whom are masters of more than five grades, not to mention more than 20,000 official disciples. The forces involved in the Hundred Flowers Palace are so great that even the county governors of the big counties have to deal with them carefully.

Among the four major counties, there are dozens of sects attached to the Baihua Palace, all of which were suppressed and subdued by its palace master, Yuwen Qiongyan, and were willing to be dogs and horses, so it can be said that the Baihua Palace is a well-deserved king of the four counties.

The original bloody massacre brought too much fear to the four major counties, so much that people did not dare to mention that person's name, as long as it was the order of the Hundred Flowers Messenger, the dozens of sects that surrendered all obeyed.

Although this mysterious palace master has never been on the Heavenly Rank Grand Master, he is ranked sixth on the Earth List, and he is a Grandmaster-level powerhouse at the peak of the eleventh rank, and few people dare to provoke him.

Mingyuan is one of the four disciples of Yuwen Qiongyan, twenty-nine years old, seemingly immature but his strength is enough to the extent of the seven grades, he is considered to be the best among the younger generation in the rivers and lakes, and he broke into the title of flower fairy in his early years.

Different from the iron-blooded ruthlessness of his elders, Mingyuan is peaceful, gentle and elegant, and is deeply sought after by those young masters of martial arts.

"Get up!"

"Heroes, Mingyuan knows that it is unlikely that you will leave so easily when you come to Shaolin, but please also ask you for the sake of the Hundred Flowers Palace, don't embarrass these innocent craftsmen, after all, they are not martial artists. ”

Mingyuan arched her hand, the master of the palace sent her to deal with this matter, and she didn't want to attract the attention of the Qingtan County government.

Although the foundation of Baihua Palace in Qingtan County is also strong, there are two ruthless people here.

Shen Wuye, one of the twelve families, and Hao Yan, the fifth master of the Shen family, and the murderous and unrivaled Qingtan County Jiedu made Hao Yan complete, they are real officials of the imperial court, and the authority they control is really amazing.

Many people in the rivers and lakes heard the voice of the famous garden: as long as it is not aimed at these civilians, no matter how they deal with the Shaolin Temple, the Hundred Flowers Palace will not interfere.

"Now that the fairy has spoken, let's do everything we can, let those craftsmen go!"

Someone agreed on the side, and when those craftsmen saw the vitality, they all scattered in a hurry, running in all directions, where would they dare to stay in this Shaolin Temple that is about to become a Shura field.

On the top of the mountain, the little monk Mingyuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, he had been sitting here for four hours, and the monk's robe on his shoulders had already been wet with the morning dew.

"It's time to get out of the customs, the foot of the mountain is really lively, you want to make trouble, then the poor monk will give you a big gift." ”

Today is the day when the Dharma King of the Round Wheel comes out, and the little monk Mingyuan has been waiting here to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

The Round Wheel Dharma King will be the pillar of the Shaolin Temple in the future, and the little monk Mingyuan has invested a lot of money on him, even if many sects below come to the door, he still did not suppress it at the first time.

"Little monk, there is a commotion below, and some people have gone up the mountain. In addition, the overlord sect of the four counties, Baihua Palace, seems to have also come, and he is still a disciple of Princess Baihua. ”

Lao Changtou gasped and climbed to the top of Shaomu Mountain, and when he saw the little monk Mingyuan sitting cross-legged, he hurriedly spoke.

In these three months, he single-handedly presided over the large and small buildings of Shaolin Temple instead of Mingyuan, and it can be said that this is the most fulfilling day after he came out of the demon cave, and it is also the most nostalgic.

Seeing that his hard work was about to be destroyed by those barbarians, where could he still sit still, and hurriedly ran to the top of the mountain to ask the little monk Mingyuan to take an idea.

"Hundred Flowers Palace, that sect that is mainly dominated by women! Yuwen Qiongyan, the master of the Hundred Flowers Palace, is an amazing strange woman. ”

After a moment of silence, the little monk Mingyuan continued: "Tell to go down, but anyone who crosses the foothills of the mountain will not be killed, and those who do not destroy the foothills will be broken by breaking their hands and feet." ”

Lao Changtou secretly stammered, he knew how much the organs and manpower that the little monk Mingyuan had arranged on Shaolin, that was the method of slaughtering barbarians in the army, if that group of people came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the top of the mountain, I don't know how many people would die.

After hurriedly descending the mountain, Lao Changtou hurriedly went to give an order to those armor soldiers on the mountainside, and the one hundred and eight stick monks at the foot of the mountain had already been prepared, and they would definitely give those people an unforgettable lesson.

As the sun rises, more and more Jianghu sects gather at the foot of the Shaolin Temple, looking at the towering buildings with a majestic atmosphere, many people are excited.

The rumors released by the Shaolin Temple are really too appalling, and a copy of "Mangniu Jin" can be cultivated to the realm of the five grades without hindrance, which is so shocking to countless mediocre people at the bottom of the martial arts.

The Great Qianguo was founded by force, and the number of people who practiced martial arts accounted for more than one-fifth of the total population, and the number of nearly 100 million martial artists was destined to be full of thorns and fights.

However, the strictness of the martial arts level made batch after batch of martial arts people desperate, and almost every time they raised their rank, the number of people who could reach it was sharply reduced to one-tenth.

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