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The little monk Mingyuan waved his hand, and those stick monks stopped, standing solemnly on both sides and waiting, quietly waiting for someone to come, they had already guessed that it was a top master of the Mahayana Temple's mission.

This person's strength is extraordinary, and the hard qigong can be said to have been practiced to an extraordinary situation, once appeared in an important battle between the Great Qianguo and the barbarian tribes, and he was unscathed by dozens of spears.

Even the barbarian's ancient war hammer bombarded his body, only causing him to vomit blood from minor injuries, which was a terrifying weapon that could easily hammer a war giant elephant to death.

Among the martial arts, there was a grandmaster-level powerhouse who said that if Monk Xuanyue was bent on escaping, even if the grandmaster wanted to kill him, it would be extremely difficult, and at most he could only be severely injured.

Even the strong grandmaster said frankly that there was no way to take this Xuanyue monk, and how many people in the Jianghu martial arts file had a way to hold this future holy monk candidate of the Mahayana Temple.

Coupled with the fact that the Mahayana Temple is backed by the behemoth behind it, it can be said that the rest of the major sects rarely clash with it.

In just a dozen breaths, Monk Xuanyue had already fallen to the side of Monk Huiyuan, looking at the almost half-crippled disciple, and in an instant, Monk Xuanyue's peaceful face turned hideous.

"You dare to abolish Huiyuan? Damn it! Donor, you are provoking our Mahayana Temple! You are also provoking the deputy head of the Shaolin Discipline Academy!"

With a hideous face and a cold murderous intention, it is hard to imagine that such a person would be a senior monk of the Mahayana Temple, and the other party also climbed to the position of the deputy head of the Shaolin Temple.

The corners of the little monk Mingyuan's mouth twitched, he didn't calculate that even the high-level of the Discipline Academy began to be infiltrated by the other party, and it seemed that this time the interior of the Shaolin Temple was going to be cleaned.

From now on, you can only represent the Mahayana Temple, the Shaolin Temple has nothing to do with you, and you are not qualified to stand on the deputy head of the Precept Academy. Huiren!"

Monk Huiren swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and heard the little monk Mingyuan step forward quickly, and stepped forward respectfully: "Little ancestor, the little monk is here, what do you command?"

Sen Leng's gaze withdrew from Xuan Yue's body, and the little monk Mingyuan waved his hand:

"Ordered to go down, Shaolin Temple, but all the people of the Mahayana Temple, all rushed to the martial arts field, if there is resistance, you can directly blame. As for the monks who occupy important positions in my Shaolin Temple, they are all stripped of their status. In addition, the first seat of each courtyard was transmitted, and the person was notified to return to the round wheel. ”

"Obey your decree, little ancestor!" Monk Huiren was full of joy, turned around respectfully, and took dozens of stick monks directly up the mountain to carry out the orders of the little monk Mingyuan.

The surrounding atmosphere was suffocating, and unconsciously, there was no one staying in a radius of fifty zhang around the little monk of Mingyuan and the monk of Xuanyue.

After a long time, Monk Xuanyue confirmed that his apprentice was not coming back, Huo Ran stood up and stared at the little monk Mingyuan, as if he wanted to penetrate the mind of this little master of Shaolin Temple who had just returned.

Monk Xuanyue is not a fool, the little monk Mingyuan, who has been missing for nearly four months, as soon as he comes back, he will attack his disciples and the disciples of the Mahayana Temple, depriving them of their power, obviously for something.

Even if he has a high status, this is the Shaolin Temple, not their Mahayana Temple.

Although they have the intention to annex Shaolin and expand the discourse power of the Mahayana Temple, the existence of the Shaolin Temple's presiding 'Thousand-Handed Holy Monk' Round Wheel Dharma King makes them destined to only be able to play the edge ball and slowly infiltrate the actual power.

It's just that the return of this little monk of Mingyuan was too sudden, which caught them off guard, and when they reacted, they discovered how much control this mysterious little master had within Shaolin.

"Senior Brother Mingyuan, it's not appropriate for you to do this, we have obtained the permission of the host of the round wheel to help the Shaolin Temple establish power, if you do this, it will be difficult for the poor monks and others to do it!"

Although the anger in his heart was raging, Monk Xuanyue still maintained a kind of sanity, and turning his face in this situation might disrupt the arrangement of the Master of Void Edge.

Hearing this, the little monk Mingyuan sneered and did not answer, the Mahayana Temple wanted to annex Shaolin and establish one of the new foundations of Buddhism, and he was not disgusted by this.

However, what made him angry was that their guidance of the Shaolin Temple was completely clumsy, which was incompatible with the route that the little monk Mingyuan was going to take.

In their eyes, they were misled by the prosperity of the world, and they didn't know at all what made the sect stand at the pinnacle of martial arts was the strength.

The strength of a sect comes from the emerging new generation, but it is a pity that the members of these Mahayana monastery missions seem to be more fascinated by gold and silver wealth, but they exclude those peasant children who are very likely to have good talents.

Put the cart before the horse!

No matter how much you need funds to develop the sect, you must not destroy the foundation of the sect, and how many of the rich and noble children who are collected according to the incense money can reach the peak of martial arts!

The disdainful expression of the little monk of Mingyuan Monk Xuanyue saw it in his eyes, and his entire old face was almost wrinkled together, and the cold and outright killing intent flashed and disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The smell of tension in the air gradually eased with the departure of the little monk Mingyuan, and the monk Xuanyue snorted coldly, hugged Huiyuan and walked away, not seeing the illusionary monk with more qi and less breath.

For him, Huiyuan's identity is much more important, after all, Huiyuan's family background is extraordinary in the imperial capital, even if it is not as good as the twelfth family, but it is also a very powerful family.

The stunned peasant children were at a loss, and the middle-aged dart master was also stunned to watch everything happen, and they still hadn't recovered from Mingyuan's identity.

"A few of them, because of the mistakes in the personnel arrangements of the temple, everyone was frightened. From today, Shaolin Temple once again resumes talent and heart as the assessment standard, as for the incense money, one or two silver dragon coins are not bad, and one or two gold dragon coins are not too much. ”

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of people around them applauded, and the Shaolin Temple really wanted to return to the state that was most beneficial to the ordinary people at the bottom a few months ago, which was good news for them.

Thousands of people rushed around to tell each other, and in just one evening, the news of the return of the little monk Mingyuan spread throughout the eight major towns of Yuantianfu.

Some people are happy and some are sad, and when the town guard of Muhe Town saw his little son who was beaten like a pig's head, his face was gloomy, and his finger bones rattled.

"What the hell is going on, who is so bold to hurt Xiao San'er like this?

Sun Yanzhi's status as a member of the fourth rank can be regarded as a wealthy family on the border, and he is a local family that has an amazing influence in Muhe Town, and the family has thousands of private troops.

Usually, even if he offends the county governor, the lord of the mansion, or the children of the commanding envoy's family, as long as it is not too excessive, those big people will not be too harsh, let alone beat their favorite third child like this.

Several sword-wielding guards gave the town guard a complete report of what had happened today, and they fell to their knees in fear and trembled.

Sun Zhenshou has always been known for being gloomy and vicious, his favorite son was beaten like this, but their accompanying guards and thugs are basically unharmed, one can imagine how Sun Zhenshou will treat them.

Half an hour later, Sun Zhenshou walked out of the secret study with both hands as he wiped, and then the three black-clothed men dragged out three bloody cloth bags from the study, and the guards never came out again.

Sitting in front of his desk and playing with the pen wash in his hand, Sun Yanzhi's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he learned a piece of news from the foreheads of the three guards.

His baby son actually left a very bad impression in the eyes of the high-level of Shaolin Temple, and now the prestige of Shaolin Temple is not there for a while, but he plans to send several children and nephews to hone it.

Nowadays, the wars of various countries are intertwined, and although they are still at the level of small fights, there are already signs of a big war.

If you want to make a difference, you need to prepare in advance.

Although most civilian officials look down on military generals and think that they are brainless and reckless, they are just spitting sour water, and the title of the Great Qian Empire must be exchanged for real military merits.

Therefore, send your children to Shaolin Temple to learn top martial arts, and you can get a good background in the army in the future.

"It's really troublesome, it seems that I still love Xiao San too much, so that this kid is so unscrupulous now, offending the high-level of Shaolin Temple, it's really a headache. ”

Behind the desk, a pair of white and slender ones were placed on Sun Yanzhi's shoulders and carefully kneaded for him.

"Master, over the years, the eldest son and the second son have been released as officials, and you naturally feel more pain, and I, a mother, see it in my heart. If you make a mistake now, you can punish him if you look at it, but don't let him take a detour in the future. ”

Sun Yanzhi squinted his eyes, how could he not guess that his side room was retreating as advancing, and he wanted to avoid the punishment of the third child.

However, if you offend the Shaolin Temple, which has a grandmaster-level king, will it really be so simple to calm down, with the style of that little Buddha, I am afraid that there will be a storm in Qingtan County again.

If that person is holding on to the third child, even if he, a frontier member of the fourth grade, is pulling his face, I am afraid he will not be taken seriously.

"Trouble!"

With a sigh, Sun Yanzhi blew out the candle on the desk, and the two figures were instantly entangled.

At the top of Shaomuro Mountain, a round of the string moon with half a horn missing hangs in the sky, and all kinds of birds, beasts, fish and insects chirp happily, venting their last days, and it will be the beginning of autumn soon.

Gusts of breeze blew one after another, and the little monk Mingyuan stood on the tip of the eaves of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with his feet, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Below, the old monk Zhimin, who was in good health, took a broom to clean up the fallen leaves back and forth, and the two of them did not speak.

Standing for an hour, the little monk Mingyuan gently twisted a fallen leaf from the tree, his eyes flashed, a green light flashed, and the fallen leaves instantly tore the air and flew away at the old monk Zhimin.

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