Mixed in the heavens, merits and virtues become immortals

Chapter 65 I'm the One Who Can't Be Provoked

Mount Shaoshi is majestic and steep, with winding mountain roads. Gu Qing stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up. He remembered that when traveling in modern times, it took a long time to sit in a shuttle bus alone, but now it is just pure steps and people have to walk all the way.

The current Shaolin Temple does not accept female relatives, and Gu Qing did not insist on bringing his wife up the mountain. He walked alone on the mountain path, climbing the stairs and admiring the Shaolin scenery. When he was near the gate of the mountain, he saw many Mongolians and some monks in charge of receiving guests at the gate of Shaolin, and they directly sealed the gate.

Gu Qing frowned and continued walking towards the mountain gate.

"Shh! Shh!"

The Mongolian man standing at the door directly drew out his scimitar, which flashed with cold light in an instant, and he was about to chop at Gu Qing regardless of anything.

"Sir, please hold back! Sir, please hold back!"

The monk in front of the mountain gate was afraid that these Mongols would commit murder, so he quickly stretched out his hands to block the Mongols.

A monk came up to Gu Qing and said, "We have a distinguished guest at Shaolin Temple today, so it is not appropriate to receive pilgrims. You can go down the mountain first and come back tomorrow." After saying this, the monk whispered, "These Mongolians are not easy to mess with!"

The monk had a very good attitude and advised Gu Qing in a kind way.

Gu Qing lowered his head and whispered, "To be honest, little monk, I have killed more than a thousand Mongols at the foot of the mountain. I have been haunted by demons lately and have developed a habit of wanting to kill any Tartar I see. You should hurry to Shaolin Temple and make these Tartars leave. I am the one who is not to be trifled with!"

As he spoke, Gu Qing's right hand kept shaking, as if he was ready to move.

The little monk looked at Gu Qing in surprise.

If the young monk heard such words at that time, he would just think it was a joke. But today, the reason these Mongols went up the mountain was that a big demon appeared at the foot of the mountain and killed Mongols indiscriminately. It is said that he has killed thousands of them, which gave the Mongolian masters a headache. So this master named Huluhun came to Shaolin and wanted to ask the master chef of Shaolin Temple to come out of the mountain to subdue the demon.

In this situation, the devil came up the mountain and frightened the little monk so much that he took two steps back.

"Humph!"

The Mongols brandished their swords again, ready to take action.

"You can't do it!"

The young monk hurriedly tried to persuade these Mongols. Now they were not protecting Gu Qing, but these Mongols. After all, they were in front of the gate of Shaolin Temple, and Shaolin was also in the territory of the Mongols, so they didn't want any killing to happen.

"I'll go inform the abbot inside."

The young monk said, "We must not fight." The "we must not fight" behind it was telling the surrounding monks to control the situation. At the same time, he whispered Gu Qing's identity.

When the monks guarding the door heard that Gu Qing was the devil, they all behaved strangely.

After giving his instructions, the little monk hurried into the temple gate.

Gu Qing stretched himself lazily. He had walked all the way here and his legs were tired. He wanted to sit on the ground, but his clothes were made by Cheng Ying and Gu Qing cherished them. So he told the monk at the gate, "Bring me a chair."

The gatekeeper monk heard this and feared that Gu Qing had murderous intentions, so he ran into the yard immediately, brought a chair for Gu Qing, and even found a quiet place for Gu Qing to sit down and enjoy the Shaolin Mountain scenery.

The little monk moved very quickly. Not long after, a big monk hurried over. He came to Gu Qing, clasped his hands together and saluted. He asked, "Is this Gu Qing from the Wulin Alliance, the leader of the alliance?"

Although the Shaolin Temple was closed, it was still well-informed about the news in the martial arts world, especially Gu Qing's killing spree in Dengzhou, which had aroused the enthusiasm of the martial arts alliance to resist the Mongols. Therefore, after Gu Qing revealed his identity as a murderer, the monks of Shaolin welcomed him with martial arts etiquette.

"it's me."

Gu Qing stood up at this time.

The big monk hurriedly introduced himself and said, "I am Wu Se from Shaolin Temple." Gu Qing looked at the big monk and knew that this monk was the head of the Arhat Hall and had a high status in Shaolin Temple. He exchanged a few polite words with Wu Se and, under the guidance of Wu Se, walked towards the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple.

"Shaolin Temple has been closed for a long time and has not visited the secular world. Although this Mongolian prince is begging for help, Shaolin Temple has absolutely no intention of coming down the mountain to help."

Monk Wu Se told Gu Qing about Shaolin Temple's position.

Just as the Mongolian prince came, the people from the Wulin Alliance arrived right after, putting Shaolin in a dilemma. That's why Monk Wu Se brought the abbot's message, asking Gu Qing not to think too much about it.

“It would be great if Shaolin Temple could have this intention.”

Gu Qing smiled upon hearing this and said, "Today I came to Shaolin only as a person. To be honest, I was born in Quanzhen. In our Quanzhen Sect, we emphasize the unity of the three religions and recite the Heart Sutra. Over time, I have come to admire Buddhism. Recently, there have been too many killings and I feel uneasy. I came to Shaolin specifically to study Buddhism."

Gu Qing knew that Monk Jueyuan was easy to talk to, and Monk Jueyuan didn't think the Nine Yang Manual was that precious, so as long as he made an agreement with the Shaolin monks and went to the Sutra Repository, he would naturally be able to get the Nine Yang Manual.

After hearing this, Monk Wu Se immediately took Gu Qing to the Sutra Library.

When Gu Qing was in modern times, he had been to Shaolin's Sutra Library. It was not very big, but in this martial arts world, the layout of the temple had changed. Monk Wu Se took Gu Qing along the mountain road. Not far away, they saw a group of monks standing on the mountain road. Among them, one of them looked very old, and his robes were the most dazzling. He sat in the middle of the mountain road.

"Elder!"

When Monk Wu Se saw the old monk, he bowed to him.

The old monk did not nod, staring at Gu Qing, and said: "Quanzhen Sect is the world's leading sect, and Shaolin Temple is not a place where people can look down on it!"

Gu Qing nodded, agreeing with the old monk.

Shaolin Temple has a long history in the Golden Universe and can be called the longest river.

The old monk frowned slightly when he heard that Gu Qing actually agreed. To be honest, if it was normal times, when Gu Qing came to pay his respects, Shaolin Temple would welcome him politely, and the two sides would have had some exchanges and developed a relationship, which would have been good for both sides. But the timing of Gu Qing's coming today was too coincidental.

There is a sense of accusation.

Moreover, in front of the mountain gate, Gu Qing asked the Shaolin monks to move a chair for him. He looked bossy and didn't seem very friendly.

But when they were in front of Gu Qing, they were surprised by his easy-going manner.

"You said you are Gu Qing, the deputy leader of Wulin. Do you have any evidence?"

The old monk looked at Gu Qinghao and asked with his eyes lowered, still with a condescending attitude.

"There is evidence!"

Gu Qing answered, and at that moment, his figure flashed, and he was like a wisp of green smoke in the Shaolin Temple, extremely fast. The old monk felt that this light skill was difficult to handle, and frowned slightly. He watched Gu Qing flash through the Shaolin pavilion and return in a blink of an eye, holding several heads in his hands.

Wu Se recognized them at a glance. These were the Mongolians standing in front of the Shaolin Temple gate. In the blink of an eye, Gu Qing chopped off their heads.

"Look at how skillfully I kill the Tartars!"

Gu Qing said with a smile.

Gu Qing only gave face to a stranger once, but the old monk got a little embarrassed the second time he showed off.

What's more, the Mongolian in front of the door dared to draw his sword against him first, which meant he was doomed to death!
(End of this chapter)