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Volume 1 The Rise of Shaolin Chapter 736 The world¡¯s martial arts emerged from Shaolin

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    In Chang'an City, the current sage Zhao Yuankui sat behind his dragon case, frowning and listening to the reports of the people below.

    "Your Majesty, the Shaolin Temple leaders led the martial arts men from the Central Plains to fight a bloody battle with a martial arts sect outside the Great Wall. The casualties were heavy. Not only were almost all the elites from the Zhonglin Wulin Temple killed or wounded, but even the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Monk Yijie, died together with Na Ding Buer.  .¡±.

    "Is this serious?"

    "It's absolutely true! We found several martial arts people who survived the battle outside the Great Wall. They all said that they saw Yijie and Ding Buer die together. In order to avoid any mistakes, we also asked many indirect questions at that time.  In the situation, their answers are all the same, they must be true."

    "Then who is the abbot of Shaolin Temple now?"

    "Your Majesty, your imperial uncle is in charge. He is now called Abbot Yideng. However, it is said that he has lost his skills and is now recuperating in the abbot's courtyard. Not only has he lost his skills, but everyone who went there this time, even those who came back alive,  It¡¯s because the power is gone.¡±

    Hearing the confirmation from his men, Zhao Yuankui let out a long breath and leaned softly on the dragon chair.

    "I really didn't expect that someone like Yijie would actually die!"

    Zhao Yuankui was muttering to himself, and the people below were stunned. Is it any wonder that he would die?  Who will not die?

    "It's ridiculous to say it. I once thought that a monk like Yijie might really be the incarnation of a god or Buddha, and he might actually be able to live forever. To be honest, I was really afraid of this person in my heart."

    In front of his close men, Zhao Yuankui no longer had any scruples about speaking. Perhaps Huo Yuan's death really made him relax and he dared to say a lot of things.

    "Your Majesty, even if Monk Yijie survives, he will not pose any threat to our court, right?"

    "How to put this, it is unlikely that he will cause trouble, but what we need to be wary of is the power of their religion."

    Zhao Yuankui's face became solemn, "I have been paying attention to the situation of Shaolin Temple. Their prestige among the people is very high, and countless people have become their believers. If the abbot of Shaolin stands up and shouts, I am afraid there will be thousands of people."  People responded, at that time, my country would be unstable."

    "It would be fine if Yijie had always been the abbot. This monk has an otherworldly temperament. I believe that he will not come to compete for this world, but once he stops being the abbot, I will have to beware of the next abbot.  Got it."

    "Your Majesty, this is the current abbot. He is your imperial uncle!"

    Zhao Yuankui nodded with a gloomy expression: "Yes, he is my emperor's uncle, but don't forget one thing, my emperor's uncle is also a member of the royal family. If he wants to do something, then he will be more justified.  "

    "Your Majesty. They have all lost their martial arts skills and can't do anything big!"

    "Have you ever found out whether these people continue to practice after they return to Shaolin after losing their martial arts?"

    "After checking, these people are indeed still practicing."

    "That's right. The loss of martial arts is only temporary and will be restored sooner or later. Their Shaolin Temple is already number one in the world, and there is no opponent in the world. Why do they still practice such high-level martial arts? Once they can't be found in the world,  If you are an opponent, it is inevitable that you will have other thoughts, and we have to guard against it."

    "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

    Zhao Yuankui paced back and forth for a while, and finally stopped as if he had made up his mind, and stood on the Jinluan Hall with a firm gaze: "I was able to reach this position thanks to Abbot Yijie. If Abbot Yijie had always been  As the abbot, I don¡¯t have anything to worry about. But now that the person has changed, and the abbot Yijie is no longer here, then the Shaolin Temple will no longer be the original Shaolin Temple. In this case, let this influential temple disappear from now on, so as not to be left behind.  In the hands of people with evil intentions, some unnecessary troubles will arise."

    The people below listened and nodded frequently. Although Zhao Yuankui's method was cruel, it was really the best way. People in power generally would not allow religious forces to grow, let alone a royal person who became the leader of this force. Zhao Yuankui was worried  It is inevitable.

    "According to my decree, let General Zhang from Luoyang lead 20,000 troops to attack the Shaolin Temple immediately. The main force of the monks has lost their skills at this time. The rest can fight again. Let's see if they can resist the siege of 50,000 troops!  "

    The people below accepted the order and left, leaving Zhao Yuankui sitting back on the dragon chair alone, looking out the window, muttering to himself: "Abbot Yijie, I'm sorry, uncle Huang, I'm sorry, I don't have it either.  Method, for the sake of the country and the country, I can onlySo done.  "

    While he was thinking about these questions, a man suddenly walked in from outside the Jinluan Palace.

    "Who are you? Ah! There is an assassin! Escort! Escort!"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????The person who came in was a young man in brocade clothes, with a long and handsome face, a folding fan in his hand, and a sword on his back. He staggered in and looked at Zhao Yuankui smiling.

    "Zhao Yuankui, Your Majesty!"

    This person first called Zhao Yuankui, and then shouted "Emperor". Zhao Yuankui trembled in fright and almost fell off the chair.

    "Where have all the people died!? Get out of here quickly and capture this madman!"

    "You don't have to scream. The guards around the palace all think they are dead now. I let them experience the underworld."

    Zhao Yuankui shouted at the top of his lungs for a long time, but no one came in. He finally got scared and looked around, and found a sword hanging on the wall behind.

    "Zheng!" With a sound, Zhao Yuankui took the sword in his hand and said to the young man tremblingly: "Who are you? What do you want to do to me?"

    The young man looked at Zhao Yuankui's clumsy movements and smiled: "Your Majesty, don't worry. I want you to die. No one in the world can save you. I am here just to see what a little person the current emperor is."  Man? You actually want to attack the Shaolin Temple. Have you forgotten how the abbot of Shaolin taught and enlightened you? Without his enlightenment and Chang'an's rescue, would you still be in the position you are in today?"

    "You have all heard it! Although I am wrong about this, Abbot Yijie is already dead."

    "Then you are going to attack the Shaolin Temple!"

    The young man suddenly became angry. He waved his hand fiercely and slapped his palm out in the air. He actually slapped a palm print on the ground!

    Zhao Yuankui was so frightened that he was trembling all over. What does this boy do?  You must not offend him at this time, otherwise your life will be at risk.

    "Then I will ask my subordinates to come back and stop delivering orders. Sir, you should calm down!"

    Zhao Yuankui finally gave in. The higher the position, the more he cherishes his life.

    Unexpectedly, the young man waved his hand: "No need, Jun Wu, since you have already issued the decree, how can you not implement it? Just let your army attack the Shaolin Temple."

    "But but!"

    "There's no need to be a pessimist. How about this, Your Majesty, let's make a bet?"

    "How to bet?"

    "Didn't you send 20,000 troops to attack the Shaolin Temple? Let's bet on who can win!"

    Zhao Yuankui was stunned for a moment, and then said confidently: "If Abbot Yijie was still there, even if I were given an army of 200,000 people, I would not be confident of victory. But now that Abbot Yijie is gone, all the masters of Shaolin have also lost.  I have already investigated martial arts. In Shaolin, there are only a few masters such as Yi Jing, Hui Jian, Hui Wu, Hui Niu, etc., which are not enough to stop my army. Therefore, we must win this battle.  of."

    "Well, since the emperor is so confident, let's make a bet. If Shaolin Temple loses this battle, it will be wiped out. Needless to say, if Shaolin wins this battle, then the emperor will have to work hard for you."

    "What do you want me to do?"

    The atmosphere of the conversation was not tense, and the young man did not seem to have any ill intentions. Zhao Yuankui gradually relaxed and regained his emperor's bearing.

    "It's very simple. Your Majesty, please work harder, go to Shaolin Temple, and then hang a plaque at our mountain gate. You can inscribe it yourself on the spot and write a plaque saying "The No. 1 Temple in the World"!"

    "Write a plaque, it's easy, no problem."

    "It's not over yet. Not only do you have to write this, but you also have to write a plaque on the Shaolin martial arts field. Just write the words "The world's martial arts comes from Shaolin." And these two plaques must be written in public.  , let everyone in the world see it.¡±

    Zhao Yuankui was stunned for a moment, these two conditions were a bit harsh, but he believed that his army would not fail, so he nodded and agreed.

    "The last point is that if you fail, after you finish writing the plaque, you have to leave this in your ancestral precepts. As long as they are your descendants, no matter who is in power, they are not allowed to trouble the Shaolin Temple. The Shaolin Temple is also  It will definitely not be involved in royal matters.¡±

    "Isn't this equivalent to a gold medal to avoid death?"

    "Yes, that's what I mean. The future of Shaolin can no longer be harassed by people like you. It's better for you to have less interference in the affairs of the world. What's more, in the future, when the martial arts of Shaolin people recover, you will act recklessly.If you don't move, you can only ask for trouble.  "

    Zhao Yuankui thought for a long time and finally nodded with difficulty. Now he was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

    After finishing these things, the young man walked up to Zhao Yuankui, raised his hand, pushed Zhao Yuankui aside, and sat down on the dragon throne.

    Zhao Yuankui's expression suddenly changed. He wanted to have an attack but didn't dare. He could only look at the young man with bulging eyes.

    The young man moved back and forth a few times: "This chair is really not that good. It has nothing but good looks. It is not as comfortable as sitting on a futon. Forget it, I'll let you sit on it."

    After finishing, the young man stood up and walked outside.

    He walked out without looking back and said as he walked: "I believe that the battle over there will be resolved soon. Remember, I have been living in the cold palace in your palace for the past few days, waiting for news. Remember  , one is the No. 1 Temple in the World, and the other is Shaolin, the World's Martial Arts. These two plaques have to be written. In the past few days, you should practice your calligraphy. If what you write does not satisfy me, be careful to let you  Rewrite in front of the people!¡±

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