Zongwu: Invincible from Huang Rong

The luxurious carriage went up the mountain steadily.

The people on the mountain and below seemed to have their vocal cords removed and could not utter a sound for a long time.

Chapter 58 Ren Yingying, Princess Yunluo

Inside the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple.

The confrontation between good and evil.

The Shaolin abbot, Master Fangzheng, is an old and steady man. He is the only one among all the Shaolin temples who has mastered the Yi Jin Jing. However, he has wasted his time until now because of the vow he made when he was young not to enter the celestial realm.

"Amitabha, Master Linghu, Miss Ren was not captured by us, but came to Shaolin Temple with this girl."

Fang Zheng spoke earnestly, but before he could finish his words, Mount Shaoshi began to shake.

The surging sword and knife energy and the sky full of rosy clouds made the young girl in front of the Buddha couldn't help but feel curious.

The girl was extremely beautiful, with a charming fox-like face, a high nose bridge, long black and shiny hair, a pointed and upturned chin, snow-white and flawless delicate skin, and she was wearing a fiery red dress, which seemed just like her spoiled, willful and passionate character.

The girl was naive, or perhaps extremely bold. She looked outside with a pair of clear eyes filled with curiosity.

"Sister Ren, why is it suddenly like this outside? Are there experts fighting?"

The girl was so excited that she was about to run out.

However, Ren Yingying beside her had already figured out the girl's character. She grabbed her pale arm in advance, glared at her and said, "There's a struggle between heaven and man outside. Do you want to die? Stay in the palace obediently!"

Ren Yingying was wearing an emerald green dress. She was about twenty years old, with a delicate oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows like distant mountains, big watery eyes like the clear water of a cold pond, a small and straight nose, pink makeup, cherry red lips with a slight smile, and dimples on her cheeks. She was truly as beautiful as a fairy, with a beauty by nature. Her coquettish look reminded people of the older sister next door.

After stopping the girl, Ren Yingying reluctantly bowed to Fang Zheng and whispered:

"I, Ren Yingying, was praying for my father, but I didn't expect to alarm so many fellow martial artists and disturb the peace of Shaolin. This is really wrong."

Fang Zheng's mouth twitched.

Your father Ren Woxing has been missing for more than ten years. Isn't it a bit too much of a hindsight for you to come and pray for him now?

Glancing at the group of evildoers behind Ren Yingying, Fang Zheng fully demonstrated his self-restraint. He smiled like the Maitreya Buddha receiving guests and raised one palm in front of his chest in a salute.

"Donor Ren is both chaste and filial, I'm sure the spirit of old Patriarch Ren would be very pleased in heaven."

"What a thief baldie! How dare you curse my cult leader!"

Among the evil demons, a burly and rough old man became furious when he heard Fang Zheng's words. He took two steps forward, his cloth clothes lifted up by his innate energy, and pointed at Fang Zheng's nose and started cursing.

"My old leader fell into the trap of a villain and was trapped at the bottom of the West Lake for more than ten years. It is a great thing to be freed now. My eldest daughter is here to pray for him."

"You baldy thief, what are you talking about? Are you really cursing my old leader?"

Ren Woxing is still alive?!

Fang Zheng's expression froze for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at the old Taoist priest beside him, and saw the solemnity in their eyes.

Back then, Ren Woxing was able to dominate the martial arts world with his Star-Absorbing Art, and the Sun-Moon Divine Sect was very powerful in the southwestern border, and was showing signs of entering the Central Plains martial arts world.

I thought he had gone insane and died since he hadn't shown up for nearly twenty years, but I didn't expect he was still alive!

Fang Zheng secretly cursed Dongfang Bubai in his heart for being so dishonest as to leave such a serious threat behind.

But he smiled honestly:

"Are you the Left Envoy of Light, the Heavenly King, Xiang Wentian? The old leader Ren has been out of the martial world for many years, and now he has seen the light of day again. If he can reform himself, it will be a happy thing."

Fang Zheng's words were soft but sharp. Although he was at a disadvantage in the situation, he did not feel much fear in his heart.

No matter whether it is the previous abbot, the monk Lekong, or the four famous monks, none of them can compare to the evil demons in front of them.

From the beginning to the end, what Shaolin Temple feared was the mysterious sword master Xie Xiaofeng.

Xiang Wentian had a hot temper and could not bear to hear such veiled words. In a rage, he wanted to clapped his hands and hit Fang Zheng.

But the girl in the red dress was clever and eccentric, and she took advantage of Ren Yingying's unpreparedness, broke free from her hand, and wanted to go out to see what was going on.

Just in time to see Xiang Wentian's palm coming down, she was immediately frightened and turned pale.

"Uncle Xiang, stop it now!"

Ren Yingying's face wasn't much better, and she wanted to call out to Xiang Wentian in panic.

With Grandmaster Xiang Wentian's skills, he was already able to control the power of his palms freely, but if he did so, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Xiang Wentian didn’t think much about it. It was better for others to get hurt than for himself, so he just slightly moved his palm.

When the girl saw this, she felt that her death was imminent. Tears welled up in her eyes and she closed her eyes in fear.

The next moment!

A knife energy cut through the air and a sword energy suddenly jumped out.

The knife energy cut Xiang Wentian into two, and the sword energy knocked the blood and corpse aside.

The girl's heart was pounding, but she didn't feel any pain for a long time, so she boldly opened her eyes.

It was immediately covered by a hand.

Su Yun looked at the girl helplessly, and hooked her nose skillfully. With a doting tone, he said, "Yunluo, why don't you stay in the palace? Why are you here?"

If he and Xie Xiaofeng had not sensed what was happening in the hall and acted at the same time, this girl would have been frightened.

???

This voice...

Is he back?

"Brother Yun?"

Yun Luo carefully pried open his fingers and saw that it was indeed the person in his memory. He immediately smiled happily.

Only the two of them were happy.

The evil people behind Ren Yingying were not happy.

Especially the pale-faced man in the lead, who looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness. His face was red and his eyes were sad.

"Senior, although Brother Xiang has an impatient temper, his crime does not deserve death. Since you acted so violently, do you dare to leave your name?"

"Violent?"

Su Yun helped Yun Luo tidy up his slightly messy hair caused by the palm wind. He glanced at the man, who was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. His strength was only that of a five-element master. His internal force was chaotic and disordered. Although it was suppressed, there were always hidden dangers.

Such distinctive features allowed him to immediately recognize the other party's identity. It was none other than Linghu Chong, the abandoned disciple of Mount Hua!

He sneered:

"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you speak out?"

"What a bunch of rotten things you are! If my Yunluo gets hurt, you will all die in this great hall!"

Su Yun's words were extremely greasy.

Except Yun Luo blushed.

Both the good and evil sides fell into an eerie silence.

Witness Fang was an experienced man. Seeing that Xie Xiaofeng said nothing, he guessed that Su Yun was the other celestial being who had just fought with him, and the person who should not be provoked the most in the scene was this girl who had no martial arts skills at all.

But Linghu Chong is a man of loyalty, and even though Xiang Wentian had just betrayed him not long ago, he still wants an explanation from Xiang Wentian.

Clang!

He drew out his sword, pointed at Su Yun and shouted:

"Senior, be careful!"

Then he stabbed out with a sword.

The action was so fast that even Ren Yingying, who was standing by, couldn't stop it.

Xie Xiaofeng had a strange expression on his face. Are all young people these days so brave?

Su Yun was full of impatience, and the Heavenly Sin in his hand was useless. He blew Linghu Chong into pieces with a glare, then covered Yun Luo's eyes intimately, raised his chin towards Fang Zheng, and said:

"Monk, hurry up and wash the floor."

Chapter 59: The matter is over, Yunluo County Lord's observation

Whether it was Su Yun's decisive move or Linghu Chong's easy kill, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned.

Especially the evil side, their momentum plummeted. If it weren't for Xie Xiaofeng's support, they would have fled from the main hall.

The people from Shaolin Temple were all smiling happily, not knowing where they got such a help from. Fang Zheng even thought that the master was sent by the King of Han.

But Su Yun's blunt words still made Fang Zheng feel embarrassed. The smile on his face froze for a moment, and then became more intense.

"Donor, you are right. Shaolin is a quiet place, but now it is indeed a bit filthy!"

The filth that Fang Zheng referred to was these evil ways, and his implication was that he wanted to drive these people out.

Unfortunately, Su Yun was just annoyed with Xiang Wentian and Linghu Chong, and didn't want to ruin Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Wusi's plans like a fool.

Following Fang Zheng's words, he said with a smile: "Shaolin Temple is a quiet and secluded place, but you have to interfere with the secular world. Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect, so it is reasonable that Shaolin Temple is now filthy."

Fang Zheng was stunned, then an idea suddenly occurred to him and he realized that the celestial being in front of him was trying to seize power, not to help Shaolin Temple!

Ren Yingying's eyes were already a little dim. If there were more celestial beings on the Shaolin Temple side, she would definitely not be able to complete the mission of guarding Long Villa.

But I didn't expect Su Yun to say that!

For a moment, he looked at Su Yun in surprise and doubt.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Su Yun, the number one secret agent of Hulong Villa. I've been ordered to come here to deal with the evil demons and heretics besieging Shaolin and ensure that the Shaolin heritage will not be destroyed."

Su Yun said that he was helping Shaolin, but whether it was Xie Xiaofeng, Ren Yingying, or Fang Zheng, they all heard the hidden meaning in his words -

Just leave a few monks to the Shaolin Temple to carry on the tradition!

"Amitabha, what crime has Shaolin Temple committed to deserve being targeted by the imperial court!" Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and pretended to be pitiful, attempting to move Su Yun with his heartfelt words.

But Su Yun had no friendship with the Buddha. He glanced at the dazed Ren Yingying and whispered, "Miss Ren, can you command these evil demons?"

If I can't give you the order, I will kill them all myself!

For some reason, these words suddenly popped up in Ren Yingying's mind, and she hurriedly gave the order to take action against those crazy, weird and evil demons.

Fang Zheng's external aid, such as Wudang, Emei and other famous and upright sects, did not curse Su Yun as a court running dog and then stand up to help as usual after hearing his identity. Instead, they stood aside obediently and begged for mercy from Su Yun.

Are you kidding? I just came here to show my support. How could I possibly fight with Tianren just for Shaolin Temple?

These people are naturally not included in the scope of the purge.

Xie Xiaofeng faced off against Master Bitter Melon, Monk Iron Shoulder and Master Great Compassion among the four great monks. He used his sword technique of stealing the sky and changing the day to make the three of them suffer terribly. It was not until Fang Zheng, the abbot who could enter the heaven but did not, joined in that the two sides ended up in a draw.

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant sounded from outside the hall, like the sound of thunder, the roar of lions, and the sound of a huge bell like the Buddha preaching, which kept echoing in the hall.

"Amitabha!"

Just four words made 70% of the people in the hall deafened and covered their ears in agony.

This indiscriminate AOE move immediately put an end to the dispute in the hall. Both the monks and the evil demons looked outside the hall.

Four figures stepped in one after another, one in front and three behind.

The old monk at the front looked calm and composed, with a faint smile on his face. Even when he saw the solemn main hall stained with blood, he never frowned.

It was the former abbot of Shaolin, Master Liaokong.

The last three men had messy white hair and tattered monk robes. They were blind in one eye and held long whips with copper rings in their hands.

It turned out to be the divine monk Sandu who had not left the mountain for many years.

"I know everything about what Su Tianren did. Now both sides have suffered heavy casualties. How about asking Su Tianren to give me some face and stop now?"

After a pause, Liaokong continued, "I swear here that from today onwards, Shaolin Temple will dismiss 70% of its disciples, close the mountain and the temple, and the remaining disciples in the temple will not be allowed to enter the secular world for 20 years, and will not accept any more disciples!"

Liaokong's words were extremely harsh.

In an instant, countless hateful gazes pierced Su Yun like needles, and countless monks wanted to skin him alive.

"The old monk is very calculating. 70% of the Shaolin disciples are out there, doing evil or doing good, but they are still maintaining the reputation of Shaolin."

"I have been cultivating in seclusion for twenty years, but people like the head monk of the Arhat Hall can still come and go. Closing the temple? It's just a way to make money by cutting off the incense offerings!"

Su Yun's tone suddenly turned cold: