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Volume 1 The Rise of Shaolin Chapter 737 The emperor comes to visit, Shaolin is mighty!

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    Half a day of hustle and bustle, a night of wind and snow, Shaoshi Mountain is covered with snow after the snow. Yesterday's war has passed, and people's worries have also disappeared with the wind and snow.

    Luye Town at the foot of the mountain was in chaos. The army retreated overnight. People opened their doors in panic in the early morning, only to find that the army had gone empty. Only messy tents, food and grass were left, as well as horses and vehicles everywhere. Judging from the situation at the scene,  Look, you can see how embarrassed the army was when they retreated.  .

    People were at a loss. The 20,000 troops just left. What happened to the Shaolin Temple?

    Some brave people wanted to go up the mountain to have a look. Before they could set off, waves of melodious bells echoed in the mountains again.

    "It's the bell of Shaolin, listen! It's the bell of Shaolin!"

    "Shaolin is fine, the bell is still ringing!"

    "Amitabha! Buddha is compassionate and bless Shaolin for peace, and bless the safety of our people in Dengfeng!"

    devout people knelt down and worshiped from afar, and some who were more impatient dragged their families to the Shaolin Temple to worship Buddha and burn incense as soon as possible.

    The imperial army's crusade against Shaolin made people panic, because when these troops came, they said that Shaolin Temple was a cult that deceived people's hearts, and the imperial court would definitely destroy it.

    When the news first came, many people didn¡¯t care and thought it was a rumor. After all, the current abbot of Shaolin is the uncle of the current emperor. Such an identity is a talisman. How could the emperor attack his own uncle¡¯s temple?

    But the army that followed shattered people¡¯s illusions.

    Those officers said that those who now draw a clear line with the Shaolin Temple can forget the past things. If they persist in following the Shaolin cult, they will wait until the army captures Shaolin.  There must be a settlement of accounts later in life.

    People are worried.  Fearful, but most people did not waver.

    Shaolin has been here for several years.  The doctrines and concepts preached have been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and faith is not so easy to shake.

    Fortunately, the army¡¯s primary target is the Shaolin Temple.  People still have time.

    It turns out that today, many people are ready to sacrifice their lives for righteousness. If Shaolin is destroyed, they will defend their beliefs to the death and will not bow to the court.

    "But I never expected that the screams on Shaoshi Mountain last night were endless, and when I woke up this morning, I found that all the troops had withdrawn.

    Can it be said that Shaolin Temple won this defense battle?

    Inside the Zen Forest Inn in Luye Town.  The waiter was telling the story of last night.

    "Fellow folks and elders, you don't know. Last night, I secretly went to the Shaolin Temple. I thought that if the Shaolin masters were defeated by the imperial army, I could take advantage of the chaos to protect some scriptures and Buddha statues, but you  Guess what I saw?"

    "Does it need to be said? The masters of Shaolin must have fought bravely to defeat the enemy. Each one was worth one to a hundred to repel the invading imperial army. Otherwise, how could the army retreat this morning?"

    The waiter shook his head proudly: "I'm afraid you won't believe it if I tell you. We are all adults, not children. No matter how brave the masters of Shaolin are, they can't do it with one against a hundred.  The masters of the Eight Bronze Men are now practicing in seclusion, and Shaolin's combat effectiveness can be said to be at the lowest level in history. The one who truly defeated the imperial army of 20,000 was not the Shaolin master."

    "Who is that? Is it the ghost of Abbot Yijie who has returned?"

    "Although I also miss Abbot Yijie very much, it is not the ghost of Abbot Yijie who appears. You must not have imagined that what really defeated the imperial army was the wasps all over the sky!"

    "Hornet?"

    "Yes, it's a wasp, my God! I, Chen Xiaoer, swear that I have never seen such a huge wasp in my life. That wasp flying in the sky is about the same size as a pig!"

    "Don't talk nonsense. If it's as big as a pig, can it still be called a wasp?"

    "I knew you wouldn't believe it, but it's true. And then there are the little pigs. Have you seen the little pigs? They are not much bigger than a watermelon. The wasps are each as big as a big watermelon. They fly in the sky. Okay.  Guys! They¡¯re buzzing and blocking out the sun! I can¡¯t see exactly how many wasps there are at night, but they¡¯re definitely no less than the troops that came here.¡±

    The waiter said, mysteriously: "And I guess that these wasps may have received orders from someone, and they were merciful. They did not kill all the imperial troops, but they did not let any one go. Basically, every time  Every imperial soldier has been stung by a wasp, but the sting was not severe, it only caused their heads to swell a few times."

      "Yes, yes! It's no secret that there are wasps in Shaolin Temple, but they didn't seem to be this big before!"

    "As long as Abbot Yijie is here, no magical things are considered magical. I didn't expect these wasps to be so loyal. Even though Abbot Yijie is gone, they are still guarding Shaolin firmly."

    "Abbot Yijie is not only an upright man, but also has profound Buddhist teachings and wonderful calculations. Although he is gone, he still takes care of Shaolin and the people here!"

    Chen Xiaoer's eyes turned slightly red after listening to everyone's words: "Yes! These wasps must have been left by Abbot Yijie. After defeating the imperial army, the wasps flew back. They actually did it without killing anyone. It's really  Be merciful!"

    As he spoke, he seemed a little worried: "But I am just worried that these imperial troops were stung by wasps. Will they come back? Since the imperial court is determined to attack Shaolin, maybe this battle is not over yet.  "

    He was worried when suddenly the sound of horse hooves came from far outside, and the earth trembled under the trampling of horse hooves.

    The faces of the villagers in Luye Town changed. Could it be that the imperial army really came to kill such a large cavalry again?

    ¡°If it were true, these people probably wouldn¡¯t be able to run away.

    While people were worried, the cavalry quickly approached.

    I only heard an officer with a loud voice starting to shout from a distance: "Don't worry, fellow villagers, the emperor has come to Luye Town today. The emperor said that yesterday's attack on the Shaolin Temple was a misunderstanding. Now the emperor comes to visit in person.  The Shaolin monks will never fight again!"

    People were stunned for a moment.  Then the loud cheering started.

    The doors of every house are open.  People poured into the streets like a tide. They were naturally happy to be able to avoid fighting.

    A group of cavalrymen wearing yellow jackets walked neatly on the street.  The Emperor's frame followed.

    "The current sage, Zhao Yuankui, actually sat in front of the car for the first time and waved to the villagers in Luye Town.  Express friendly feelings.

    People knelt down to greet His Majesty the Emperor.

    People here welcome the arrival of the Holy Master, and the gates of the Shaolin Temple are also wide open.

    Zhike Monk is slowly cleaning up. There is no mess like a battlefield, nor is there bloodstains everywhere. There are just some weapons and other things left in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and they are now being collected.

    The temple door of Shaolin opened with a "squeak", and then the mountain gate opened wide, and Abbot Yideng walked out first.  Standing in front of the mountain gate.

    The monk who knew the guest hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Amitabha, why is the abbot up?"

    Yideng smiled and said: "I got the news last night that His Majesty the Emperor will come to my Shaolin Temple today. So I got up early to greet him."

    The monk Zhike was stunned: "Abbott, isn't the emperor going to attack our Shaolin? Why are you still welcoming them?"

    "That's all yesterday's old calendar. Today's emperor came to Shaolin. It's definitely not for fighting, but to send a plaque to our Shaolin Temple. Haha! Speaking of which, the current emperor was still Lao Na's nephew when he was a layman. This  The boy¡¯s handwriting is pretty good.¡±

    The monk Zhike couldn't understand what Abbot Yideng said. Yesterday he was a life-or-death enemy, but today he was fine. He still wanted to send a plaque. Could it be that the wasps in Shaolin Temple stung all the imperial troops into pig heads? This was still a good thing.  Can't?

    But after the abbot said this, he naturally couldn't say anything. He could only endure his curiosity and look at the mountain road in the distance.

    After a while, all the Shaolin monks, big and small, came out, with their fighting strength on both sides of Yideng Abbot, ready to welcome them.

    After a while, the monks on the bell tower sent a message: "Abbott, a caravan from a distance is coming up, oh no! It's a lot of people. Those people abandoned the car and were on their way. A man in the middle, wearing a  Yellow robe, seems to be"

    "No need to say more, he is the only person in the world who can wear a yellow robe. It seems that senior brother senior brother, he really did not lie to me. This nephew of mine is actually here."

    Next to Yideng stood Monk Yichen. Hearing Yideng's soliloquy, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Abbot, I seemed to have heard you mention the word "senior brother" just now. Could it be that? Our senior brother he met yesterday.  Passed you?"

    Yideng waved his hand hurriedly: "No, no, no! I have never met my senior brother. It was my senior brother who gave me a dream yesterday and told me about today's situation, so I came out early to greet him."

    Yichen expressed doubts about Yideng¡¯s words. Can Abbot Yijie be able to tell dreams?  Why do I feel like there is something hidden behind this matter???

    While talking here, Emperor Zhao Yuankui¡¯s team finally arrived in front of the Shaolin Temple.

    Zhao Yuankui saw his uncle standing in front of the team from a distance. He hurriedly walked a few steps and came to Yideng. He bowed and saluted: "Uncle, the emperor has suffered here. My nephew, leave this place to the emperor."  apologize."

    "Amitabha! Your Majesty, I am no longer your imperial uncle. The person standing in front of you now is just the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Yideng. There is no need to be more polite between you and me."

    Zhao Yuankui raised his head and looked at his imperial uncle, feeling extremely upset in his heart.

    "I didn't expect that my 20,000-strong army was completely defeated overnight. It was actually a group of wasps that defeated the army. It sounds like a fantasy, but it happened.

    There was no other way, he lost to that young man with extremely high martial arts. Zhao Yuankui had to come here for the sake of his own life, and personally delivered plaques to Shaolin Temple saying "The No. 1 Temple in the World" and "The World's Martial Arts Come from Shaolin".

    Who is that mysterious young man?  Why does he want to help Shaolin Temple so much?

    People didn't know what the emperor was thinking, but when they saw the emperor personally inscribing and writing a plaque on the Shaolin Temple, they understood that after this battle, Shaolin's status in the world and in the secular world had been greatly improved.  Stable as a mountain, the leader is a leader!

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