nine thousand years old

Chapter 278
Shaolin Temple!
The melodious bells roared mightily between the sky and the earth, and the whole sky and the earth seemed extraordinarily oppressive. Among the lush greenery all over the mountains and plains, an ancient temple stood deep in the mountains. Among the red bricks and white tiles, there were countless figures shaking.

On the wide training ground, there are countless Shaolin monks, lined up neatly, waving sticks, knives and guns, and their cold shouts echoed continuously between the heaven and the earth, with awe-inspiring aura.

In the depths of Shaolin Temple, where the Buddhist scriptures are stored, the sunlight poured down faintly, shining on this ancient temple deep in the mountains. An old monk stood with his hands clasped together, with serious eyes and unconcealable worry, standing at the door place, in a low voice.

Not long after, another old monk came up from the bottom of the mountain, and stood respectfully behind the old monk. He bowed his hands respectfully, and asked in a low voice,

"Uncle Master, is there still no movement inside?"

"Hey!"

The old monk sighed slightly, with unconcealable sadness and helplessness on his face, and said in a low voice,
"No movement!"

"I don't know what Master and the others are going to do."

"Master uncle, don't worry!"

The old monk behind him bowed his body slightly and said in a low voice,

"The martial arts of the several ancestors are superb, and they have all broken through the realm of congenital perfection. They may even touch the realm of longevity. In today's Jianghu, they are absolutely invincible!"

"No matter how powerful the eunuch is, he can't be the opponent of these masters!"

"We don't have to worry!"

"Shaolin Temple has been standing in Jianghu for thousands of years, and the catastrophes encountered are rare. As long as the sky does not destroy my Shaolin, Shaolin will not be destroyed!"

"Hey……"

The old monk sighed slightly, with deep worry on his withered face, and said in a low voice,

"Having said that, it's different this time!"

"This governor, at a young age, has already seen through the realm of congenital perfection. He is presumably a supreme martial arts genius, and besides these, this governor's mind is even more exquisite. It can be seen that the chains are intertwined!"

"Now he has Dongchang as his backing, this world, Shaolin, I'm afraid it's really...dangerous!"

"Don't worry, Master Uncle, with Master and the others around, it will be fine!"

The old monk read another sentence in a low voice.

"Hey……"

"Let's go back!"

The old monk in front of him took a last look at the closed door of the Sutra Pavilion, then turned around and walked down the mountain, and the old monk followed suit.

The two of them had just walked not far away when they saw a figure of a young novice at the bottom of the mountain. The little novice was panic-stricken and rushed towards the Sutra Pavilion, as if he had encountered what a big deal.

"Master Uncle..."

Soon, the little novice ran in front of the two of them. He obviously ran over in a hurry, his pale face was covered with sweat and full of panic, and he saluted the two old monks in a panic. , hurriedly said,
"Something is bad!"

"The soldiers and horses of the East Factory are now at the foot of the Shaolin Temple!"

"what?"

When the two old monks heard the words, there was unconcealable shock and a trace of panic on their faces. How could the speed of Dongchang be so fast?A few days ago, wasn't he still in Weizhou City?Moreover, aren't they still some small sects in the rivers and lakes?It's over so soon?
"Uncle Master, go down and have a look!"

"Those people in the Jianghu are about to mess up, and they are all waiting for you two. If you don't show up again, there will be civil turmoil!"

The little novice said in a panic, because of his anxiety, he gestured anxiously with both hands.

"go!"

After hearing the little novice's words, the two old monks showed unconcealable seriousness on their faces. The two looked at each other and headed straight down the mountain. The long mountain road is very difficult for the two masters who have already stepped into the sky. , It was nothing at all, less than a quarter of an hour, the two of them appeared on the training ground of Shaolin Temple.

At this moment, the training ground is already overcrowded. The monks who were practicing martial arts were neatly arranged in a corner of the training ground, holding Shaolin long sticks in their hands, with awe-inspiring expressions, and the Bodhidharma Hall, Discipline Hall and other people also stood awe-inspiring. Left and right, eyes dignified.

In the center of the martial arts training ground, there are a group of Jiang Hu people, most of them are the disciples left over from the six major sects, and there are also some small sects, who have no sects and no sects, came to Shaolin Temple to seek refuge. At this moment, I heard that Dongchang The soldiers and horses had already arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, and the dead souls who had already been frightened were yelling and shouting, wanting to let the masters of Shaolin Temple come out to preside over the overall situation.

"Master Zhijue has come out!"

"Master, the soldiers and horses of Dongchang have arrived at the gate, you should think of a way!"

"That's right, Dongchang brought crossbowmen, firecrackers, and countless followers this time. Please quickly invite the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple to come out. If you don't come out, we will all be finished!"

Seeing the appearance of the old monk, all the people in the rivers and lakes showed nervousness and worry, and rushed to the old monk, shouting at each other.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk bowed slightly, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and swept across the crowd of Jianghu people with a strong look of sadness in his eyes, he pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice,

"Everyone, don't worry!"

"My old man has already talked about the affairs of Jianghu with Master, and Master will not sit idly by. The critical moment will definitely appear, and he will preside over the overall situation of Jianghu justice!"

"So, don't worry!"

"That's good!"

"With Master Zhijue's words, we can rest assured."

"That's right, there is an eminent monk from the Shaolin Temple, and that eunuch is a dead end. The eminent monk from the Shaolin Temple became famous a hundred years ago!"

"Yes, with the eminent monks from Shaolin Temple, they will be safe and sound!"

"That's right, Master Zhijue, let's invite some eminent monks to come out now, and go down the mountain to meet that eunuch!"

"I've waited for the people in the Jianghu, and I've held my breath for a long time. This time, I must kill that eunuch and everyone in Dongchang!"

"Yes, vent your anger on my Jianghu!"

People were filled with righteous indignation, and their faces showed unconcealable ferocity, arrogance, and awe-inspiring look.

"Uncle Master, you..."

When all the people in the rivers and lakes were shouting, the old monk behind the old monk Zhijue had a serious look in his eyes, lightly touched his shoulder, and said in a low voice,

"Isn't this deceiving them? Master and the others didn't move at all!"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk Zhijue sighed slightly, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, and said bitterly,

"It's only going to be like this!"

"If the truth is told, these people must be in a mess. How to deal with the menacing Dongchang?"

"Forget it..."

Zhijue sighed slightly, then looked at the countless people from all walks of life who were looking forward to it, then clasped his hands together, and said in a low voice,

"Shaolin master is in retreat!"

"It's not convenient to go down the mountain!"

"All of you go down the mountain with the old man first, to meet the Dongchang eunuch!"

"Alright."

"I'll take the lead first, and kill the majesty of the eunuch!"

A group of people from all walks of life shouted loudly, with awe-inspiring aura...

(End of this chapter)