Chapter 0023: The Dumping of the Sect

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"Bastard, are you planning to kill everyone? Do you think the three princes will fight against the gods for the sake of a mere commander? Although there are few people who can get on the stage, even the imperial army that is included in the grandmaster list is very scruples!"

Bang!

Shen Chaoran was angry and directly threw the teapot in his hand out, and the broken porcelain pieces splashed on Zhao Hanshan's face, and the blood flowed everywhere, and he didn't dare to wipe it.

Zhao Hanshan knew in his heart how much trouble he had caused, but it was only a moment of brain fever and the heavy reward promised by the third prince that he ordered Zhang Bailian to get rid of it.

It's a pity that Zhang Bailian, who was poisoned by the black mandala flower in the Western Regions, walked around the ghost gate for a while, and was still rescued by the little monk Mingyuan.

Once the matter is exposed, it will attract the wrath of the invincible great master Hong Jiugong, even if Shen Chaoran invites the ancestor of the family, I am afraid that the final result can only be compromised.

"My lord, there is no way to do it, the third prince ordered Lu Ting's granddaughter to be captured alive, and everything else he saw was wiped out, and the people who were sent out at that time didn't know Zhang Bailian. ”

Snorted coldly, Shen Chaoran turned his back on his hand, since the matter had already happened, he didn't want to lose a loyal subordinate like this, so he could only think of ways to deal with it.

"How many dead people are still alive who participated in those things?"

The cold voice made Zhao Hanshan tremble for a while, and replied stubbornly: "There are three people left, all of them are lowly henchmen, and the rest who know about this matter have been disposed of." ”

Shen Chaoran paced back and forth: "Is there any handle in the hands of the third prince, how deep have you fallen into it now, and how many secret posts are there in Qingtan County?"

Zhao Hanshanguchi, who asked three questions in a row, was dry, he had already guessed what Shen Chaoran meant, this was about to cut off all contact with the three princes, and if necessary, a large number of people might die to cover up.

Originally, a simple matter about the construction of a temple in Shaolin caused panic among the high-ranking officials and generals of Qingtan County, and the lords who returned to their respective mansions were all with their own thoughts.

The next day, Qingtan County and even the neighboring Poyang County were surging, and the sects and gangs in the martial arts had already coveted Shaolin, which had not yet been established.

The depressing atmosphere surprised many yamen, and the headhunters who were originally casually patrolling the townships and towns also took their knives seriously, but anyone who saw a troublemaker in the martial arts, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, took it directly.

Half a moon has passed, the temple of Shaolin Temple is in full swing, a large number of wings and pilgrimage halls are erected, and then there are already some people who worship Buddha to add incense.

Looking at the people at the foot of the mountain who carried baskets up the mountain from time to time to make incense, the smile on the face of the little monk Mingyuan did not stop.

"Little master, there is news from the dark line, there are dozens of gangs in the martial arts gathered in the capital city of Yuantian Mansion, and they are asking about Shaolin everywhere, what are you going to do?"

The one who spoke was a Captain Huben, this is the secret hand left by a person of the same origin to the little monk Mingyuan, who was afraid that he would not have a suitable knife to use when he first arrived, leaving hundreds of veterans of a hundred battles.

The little monk Mingyuan grinned, and his face did not have the slightest worry: "Are you here? It's good to come! I'm worried that they won't come! A "Reckless Cow Spirit" can drive out all the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, how wonderful, how wonderful!"

Captain Hu Ben's face was full of surprise, and he didn't know why in the face of dozens of Jianghu sects, this little master who looked exactly like the little master could still laugh.

Jianghu people don't act like the government, and they have to take a rule for everything.

If necessary, those outlaws who lick the knife to live will be full of people at every turn, and now Shaolin has not yet built a temple, and those recruited warrior monks are only six or seven hundred people, how to deal with it?

"Captain Wang, how is Hao Yanjiedu's preparations over there?"

Captain Huben Wang Qingyi arched his hand: "Little master, Jiedu has mobilized 50,000 troops over there to block the official roads of Qingtan County and Poyang County, and on the grounds of border training, they will not let the people in the rivers and lakes over there cross the border. ”

The little monk of Mingyuan bowed his head, he didn't expect Hao Yan Wanliang to be able to stop those Jianghu sects in Poyang County, all he needed was a buffer stage.

Shaolin has been recruiting monks for half a month, and there are more than 700 people who can be used after screening, most of whom are ordinary warrior monks of the first and second grades.

But fortunately, there are a lot of good seedlings among them, and even among them, there are old people who survived the Wanfa Temple back then, their strength is quite strong, and they are at the peak of the seven grades, and they can become an underground boss in Qingtan County.

This person's Buddha name is Monk Zhimin, who is now seventy years old, and since he saw Mingyuan's little monk playing a hand of "King Kong Fuhu Fist", he has not left here without saying a word.

Under the side knock, the little monk Mingyuan realized that the old monk Zhimin was actually a closed disciple of the original master of Deyuan of Wanfa Temple, and that master became famous in the world with "King Kong Fuhu Fist".

The old monk Zhimin is not saying that his talent is very weak, on the contrary, his qualifications are quite high, and the reason why he is still stuck in the realm of the seventh rank after decades is that there are still secrets.

At that time, Wanfa Temple was encircled and suppressed by many major powers, and the great master of Deyuan was dying, and passed on all his life's skills to Monk Zhimin, for fear that he would explode and die, or added a lot of imprisonment.

It's a pity that before he had time to explain how to unseal this huge internal force, the great master of Deyuan died violently, and this internal force left a deep hidden danger for the old monk Zhimin.

For fifty years, most of the cultivation of the old monk Zhimin had to be used to suppress the internal force of the original inheritance.

"Where's Master Jimin?"

The old man on the side quickly ran out: "The master is practicing the fourth form of the "King Kong Fu Demon Stick" given by the little monk, and the seventy-two stick monks are practicing against him, and the stone slabs in the martial arts arena are about to crack. ”

Clapping his hands, a smile appeared on the corner of Mingyuan's little monk's mouth: "It's really talented, seventy years old and strong, it's only been a long time before the method of Vajra subduing demons has entered the realm of Xiaocheng." ”

After walking back and forth a few steps, looking at the Shaolin Temple that had gradually taken shape, there was a faint domineering aura escaping from the eyes of the little monk Mingyuan.

"Cast the net, it's time to deter a group of people, the deity is running out of time. ”

Captain Wang, Lao Chang and others bent down and gave their hands and took the order to leave, they were going to arrange the defense of Shaolin Temple to prevent those martial arts sects from pressing on the door.

The strength that the rivers and lakes pay attention to, without the strength background, even if it is dumped by other sects, it is only regarded as their own incompetence.

The government basically doesn't care about the fighting of the Jianghu sects, unless it involves innocent people, or it is too tragic and causes local unrest, and the guards of the state capital will intervene.

Shaolin Temple is bound to go through a fight, get through it, then you can get the recognition of the surrounding sects, and you are qualified to open a sect in Qingtan County, if you fail...

The result is undoubted, either the gold and silver treasures were plundered, or the entire sect was burned.

In the capital city of Yuantianfu in Qingtan County, the three sects and nine streams are used by all kinds of people, and thousands of people from the rivers and lakes enter this prosperous city with weapons in hand.

At the gate of the city, hundreds of soldiers of the city guards were armed with spears and steel knives, staring at the people in and out of the rivers and lakes, and such a large number of masters entering the city really surprised the city guards of Yuantianfu.

Hongyun Restaurant is a first-class restaurant in Yuantianfu, and business is unprecedentedly good these days, and the hundreds of tables of eight immortals in the seven-story high-rise building are almost full of merchants or people from the rivers and lakes.

At a vermilion table of eight immortals in the northeast corner of the fourth floor, there were four men and women in strange costumes.

"Feng Niangzi, I found out where the things the master wanted?"

The bald man at the head was full of stubble, and a scar across the entire face under his fierce eyes looked extremely terrifying, and his white teeth crunched on the pork bone in front of him.

"After checking it out, the thief and bald donkey of the round wheel are hiding in Shaolin, and the little girl of the Lu family seems to be in the courtyard on the top of the mountain, and there are many monks guarding it. Iron Head Tu, the Lord only allows success, not failure, otherwise you know the result. ”

The bald man grinned, and poured the liquor in the sea bowl into his mouth in one gulp: "What is there to worry about the Sprinkle family's work and Feng Niangzi, besides, this time the Sprinkle family also invited my fifth sister and sixth brother, and the three of them are not afraid of joining hands with super-first-class masters." ”

Feng Niangzi wore a light blue veil, smelled the smell of wine sprayed from the opposite side, and looked displeased, but these people worked hard for the master, and she was not good at saying anything at this time.

"I hope so, this is a deposit of 6,500 gold dragon coins, and I will pay the other half after the deed!"

Feng Niangzi's bewitching body stood up and dropped a bag of gold dragon coins and five or six gold seal treasure banknotes with a denomination of one thousand gold dragon coins.

Looking at the departing Feng Niangzi, a trace of fire flashed in Tietou Tu's cloudy eyes, it was a pity that such a beautiful girl didn't have his share.

If the other party is not that person, he will really use some means to scoop this beautiful woman into bed and enjoy it.

The bald man and the other two men and women are famous bandits in Qingtan County, killing people and goods, doing all kinds of evil, collectively known as the Qingtan Seven Thieves, and the iron-headed butcher led by him has hundreds of lives on his hands.

When the figure of Feng Niangzi was completely far away, the old lady of the five snakes, who had been silent, sneered twice: "It's a good calculation, more than 10,000 gold dragon coins to buy a few people's heads, it is worth more than our Qingtan Seven Thieves." ”

"Those lords of the Daqian Empire have countless gold, silver and wealth, and this is just a drop in the bucket for us, for that lord, we have carried a lot of black pots, and the days of hiding in Tibet are not easy. ”

Another person, his fingers lightly touched the short knife in his hand, and the green looked like it was smeared with poison.

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