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Shaolin has not been nervous for a long time.

If anything, it was thirty years ago when Murong Bo sent a letter to Abbot Xuanci to instigate matters at Yanmen Pass.

Now this incident is more terrifying than Yanmen Pass because it involves the future survival of Shaolin rather than the secrets of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The content of the letter's title card was extremely simple, and was almost already known to the world when Kuai Ma was sent to Shaolin. The content above was brief:

"Taoism and Buddhism are competing. On August 15th, the Xiaoyao Sect comes to Shaolin!"

Just sixteen words, an understatement, only revealing the time and place, are enough to show how strong the other party's confidence is. The most important thing is the first four words, Taoism and Buddhism are competing.

Shaolin couldn't even come up with a reason to resist, because this was originally a dispute involving the concept of Taoism. This was still relatively ordinary in the world of martial arts. If it were in the world of temples, the dispute over Buddhist and Taoist doctrines would be murderous.

"Brother, do you have any suggestions?"

Xuanci took the letter and asked bitterly.

Many eminent monks of the Xuan generation were silent, and finally sighed: "There is still one month left, so we can only prepare ourselves to face the bloody storm."

This can only be done, but it still cannot dispel the haze in everyone's hearts.

It would be fine if Chen Jun was the only one in the Xiaoyao sect. Even if there is no master who can defeat him in Shaolin, it is well known in the world.

The Shaolin sect has never been famous in the martial arts world just because of the strength of one person, but often one master is famous in the world, and many masters are also famous in the world, such as the world-famous Bodhidharma Hall, Luohan Hall masters, etc.

But the current situation of the Xiaoyao Sect is that according to the news that came three days ago, all seventy-two sects in the thirty-six caves in the southeast have joined the Xiaoyao Sect, pushing the entire sect's power to the pinnacle level of the martial arts.

If Shaolin wants to rely on the human sea tactic, it must also take into account the opponent's similar human sea.

Alas~

The glorious and majestic Mahavira Palace was left empty with a sigh.

August 15th, the day of the eve of the moon.

Just after dawn, a few birds were startled from the deep woods. On top of Songshan Mountain, the earth shook violently. The sound of trampling could be clearly heard from a distance, as if a large army was coming from afar.

Not long after, more than a dozen fast horses galloped to clear the way, followed closely behind by the horse team sweeping in like a black wave. They were out of sight. The monk who ordered him to watch was horrified and hurried to report.

Shaoshi Mountain, in front of Shaolin Gate.

Chen Jun heard the bell ringing warning sound coming from inside, and said to the people accompanying him: "Just wait outside, there are still many people watching."

He looked around and saw that many famous sects had come to watch the battle!

The fight between Taoism and Buddhism is rare in a century. This will be a battle that affects the entire martial arts landscape. Regardless of the interests and authority involved, it will be related to the entire martial arts world.

But to be honest, Chen Jun didn't care.

This so-called struggle between Taoism and Buddhism is just a name he borrowed, Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism. He has no knowledge and no opinions, because the modern scientific system and the modern philosophical structure have already stripped it apart. With him,

With the modern style of conduct, if one had not come directly to the Xiaoyao sect, it would be more likely that he would be labeled a devil.

There is a vest that is easy to do, but I wonder if the system will arrange for him to become a monk in the future?

"Sir, they are coming." Wang Yuyan reminded from the side.

A few of his temples were bulging high, and it looked like a master showing off his martial arts. Zhike Monk stretched out his hand and said, "Your Majesty, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Then it's okay to wait a little longer!" Chen Jun glanced sideways: "Bring her over!"

Without anyone to escort him, a middle-aged woman with a haggard face but quite good looks walked over quickly and said anxiously: "You said you can see my son, even if I die."

This person was Ye Erniang, who loved to play with babies until they died. Over the past twenty years, she had tortured and killed thousands of babies.

Moreover, she didn't care about her behavior at all. Instead, she was just like ordinary people buying chickens, ducks, fish and sheep at the vegetable market, choosing the best and the best. Such an ugly human nature is simply outrageous!

The crimes of the so-called evil people in the world all seemed kind compared to her.

"It is true that it is not a pity for you to die, and it is not an exaggeration to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, but even if you cannot die so easily, you should not be in vain to benefit from that hypocritical villain who indulges you."

Chen Jun led several people into the Shaolin Grand Hall!

Looking up, many masters from Bodhidharma Hall and Luohan Hall, including Xuanci, lined up in two rows and stared at Chen Jun, especially at the long sword in the hands of Mei Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum and Wang Yuyan for a long time.

He didn't bring a sword, but every sword behind him could become his sword!

"Are you so afraid of me?" Chen Jun calmly glanced at the old monks in brocade robes one by one: "Can we discuss any agenda? Songshan Mountain is the root of Zhongzhou in China, which is conducive to the development of the sect. I want it.

Do you have any opinions?"

"Your Majesty, this is too overbearing. We cannot accept such a proposal."

Chen Jun heard what the words revealed. They accepted negotiation and compromise, but there was a bottom line, but this was his fundamental condition.

"Are you Shaolin Abbot Xuanci?"

"The poor monk is Xuanci!" The old monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a solemn appearance: "But now he is not the abbot of Shaolin!"

"snort."

Chen Jun sneered: "You also know shame?"

"To be honest, the Yanmenguan Massacre happened so many years ago and it has nothing to do with me, and I don't have much objection to you in my heart. But one of your most despicable things led to the death of thousands of infant babies. You...

How can a person like this have the face to survive in this world?”

"Ye Erniang, come out!"

When Xuanci saw Ye Erniang coming out slowly, his whole body was shaken, and his face was as pale as white paper.

"Ci Lang, they said our child is hidden in Shaolin, I have to come!"

As soon as these words came out, the group of monks and heroes burst out into an uproar. The look of shock on everyone's face was really indescribable.

Their hands and feet were cold, and they all thought of a fact with horror.

In the world of martial arts, Ye Erniang was regarded as the chief culprit of the massacre and torture of millions of babies. However, Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin, was well aware of this kind of behavior, but in the past twenty years he had never stepped forward to stop any of it, not even secretly.

When it comes to being the chief culprit, Xuanci is even more so.

"well!"

A long sigh came out of Xuanci's mouth, "Good, good, the sins of the past have brought bitter consequences, and the old monk is willing to bear them!"

As he spoke, a trace of blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he had severed all the meridians in his body.

He looked at Chen Jun with a little sparkle in his eyes: "The crime is mine. I just hope that Quanjiao can give me peace in Shaolin."

"Abbott!"

"Brother!"

"Junior brother!"

Many monks cried out and rushed to catch Xuanci's body. Even though they were shocked by the truth about Ye Erniang, they could not help but feel sad when they saw the scene before them.

"There are so many cheap things in the world. It's so beautiful to think about."

Chen Jun gestured, and Ye Erniang saw a thin, ugly young monk appear at the side door of the palace. Just at this glance, her eyes suddenly went dark, and her body fell to the ground and died.

"Amitabha...Amitabha...!!"

The Buddha's chants were sounded one after another, and the monks saw that the abbot Xuanci was dead, and the palace was spattered with blood. This was truly unprecedented in Shaolin, and something had to be done.

The eminent monk of the Xuan generation shouted fiercely: "Form up!"

Eighteen eminent monks in the treasure hall agreed in unison, and suddenly jumped up, either holding their Zen staffs horizontally or raising their swords, and surrounded Chen Jun.