Chapter 50 Wusheng’s discussion on the Tao! The Songshan Incident!

Muye was restless at home. He found an excuse and said that he wanted to go out to relax, so he left Xitong and walked towards Shaolin Temple by himself.

On the way, he used a disguise and changed back to the appearance of Wusizi.

However, the closer we get to Shaolin Temple, the more Makino remembers what the clown did that day.

Finally, he stopped by the tree and started to retching.

Wusheng came over.

"Makino donor, you have been away from the temple gate for a long time. When you come back today, why are you retching here and you are in a state of malfunction?"

Makino smiled.

"It's okay, is Master Fangzheng in the temple now? I want to see the abbot."

"I'm here, I don't know what's important?"

"I report to the abbot."

Makino rushed into the temple.

The harlequin's face still appeared in front of him. Last time, several brothers died, and this time they were intervened by the Demon Cult again. Will there be more people to die?

The door of the abbot's house was turned away and the master was writing on the table.

Seeing Makino coming, the abbot looked up.

"Makino, do you know you're back?"

"Abbot, I have something important to report."

"Main thing?"

"Yes."

"Then I have to use my internal force to isolate the two of us so that there will be ears in the partition wall."

After everything was ready, Makino informed the abbot in detail what he saw and heard.

Fang was walking in the room, shaking his head.

"Makino, I should tell you some things."

"What's the matter?"

"That day your fiancée Xitong once came to Shaolin Temple, and then she threw her cup and left in anger. Do you know what's going on?"

"What's the matter?"

"She was ordered by the King of Zhenbian to betray the current emperor and serve him with the King of Zhenbian."

"What? They actually had such a plot? It seems that the King of Zhenbian is going to rebel?"

"The rebellion is obvious, but how can Shaolin Temple agree? The disputes between the countries and the people are suffering. Now that the countries are unified and the people are healthy, how can we risk the world's tyranny?"

"So, if he can't get the King of the Border, he will destroy it?"

"Destruction is just the surface. In today's world, marching and fighting is not just a matter of military force, but still requires the help of high-level warriors. There are many high-level warriors in all major sects in the world. Whoever supports more will be the best in the world in the combat effectiveness of the army."

"So, when Shaolin Temple is destroyed, there will be fewer sects supporting His Majesty, and more troops supporting him, the Border King will become more. So?"

"In this way, he will shock the border king, and mobilize the army and fight with His Majesty. At that time, I am afraid that the creatures will be ruined again."

Makino nodded.

"These situations must be reported to His Majesty quickly."

The abbot smiled.

"I have been thinking about the heart of the King of Zhenbian for a long time. I had a secret letter to the emperor the day before yesterday. I believe that your Majesty will come in person recently. This matter involves the royal relatives, and the King of Zhenbian still has heavy troops in his hands and cannot be handled easily."

Makino breathes.

"I thought the abbot was not prepared, but Muye despised it. However, Dugu Bo's name in the world is very terrible. I don't know how he would treat Shaolin Temple, so the abbot still needs to take more precautions."

"This is natural. By the way, Muye, the bodies of your fellow brothers have been recruited and have been buried in the cemetery of Shaolin Temple. You can go and pay tribute."

The boy was moved.

"I'll go now."

In front of the tomb of the brothers, Makino put a few incense sticks in his head and sighed.

Wusheng came over.

"You are not blamed for this."

"If I had chosen my brothers that day, maybe they wouldn't have died."

"The clown actually didn't mean to let anyone go. No matter how you choose, everyone will fall down on the cliff. Neither you nor the donor Xitong died, it was your luck."

"Why did that clown have to set such a dead end?"

"I've traveled through the world, and this matter can be speculated."

"Senior Brother Wusheng, please come quickly."

"There are many thieves like harlequins in the world, but they are not as crazy as harlequins. Many thieves are not warriors, but mortals."

"mortal?"

"Yes. Mortals live at the bottom of society, are always despised, and their lives are also very bad. Sometimes they are forced to take revenge."

"Today is the prosperous era of the Han and Tang dynasties, how could they live so passionately?"

"Because you are a warrior, Muye donor, you are a warrior. However, I have heard that you have swept the floors of the Huashan Sect for decades. During this period, I believe you are unforgettable. However, you are in the sect, and if you are in the mortal world, the pain will only double."

Makino didn't say anything, and for a long time, he asked.

"How did you study your mortal cultivation method?"

"It didn't work much. The Shaolin Temple's martial arts have never considered the role of a mortal."

"This may be the rule of this world."

"If this is the rule of this world, then I will definitely destroy this world."

Makino looked at Wusheng and was surprised that he could say these words. At this moment, there was a light in Wusheng's eyes.

Seeing that Makino kept looking at him, Wusheng turned his head and laughed.

"This is my way."

When Makino went down the mountain, he was still worried about shaking the Bian Wang. At this moment, he had returned to the appearance of a long-haired boy.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the mountain road, Makino saw Lin Yuhai from afar.

Makino walked forward.

"What are you doing here with Miss Hai?"

"I just went to your mansion to find you, but I couldn't find it. I wondered if you came to Shaolin Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, so I came to have luck. I didn't expect you to be here."

"What's going on?"

"Our leader was assassinated and he couldn't afford to be seriously injured. Now the Songshan Sect is in chaos, don't know what to do?"

"Oh? Let's go to Songshan School to take a look."

Along the way, Muye's mind was in a mess. The three major sects of Songshan: Shaolin, Songshan, and Songyang, are now in trouble one after another. Everything behind this is probably inseparable from the King of Zhenbian. How much does he want to do?

After entering the sect, Wang Ze was standing on the steps of the hall to appease the disciples. It took him a long time before the disciples returned to their residence.

Makino walked onto the stage.

"Can the leader be healthy?"

When Wang Ze saw Muye coming, he felt a little happy in his anxiety.

"The situation is not very good. I have been causing trouble these days and spreading fear. I just calmed down. I really don't know where the Songshan Sect should go. Brother Muye, you are the second guard in front of the imperial court. I have many ideas. I let Haixun come."

"I probably already know the situation. Let's go and see the head."

When entering the master's residence, several elders were healing their injuries by using their abilities to heal them.

Makino shook his head.

"The leader is also a first-level warrior. What kind of person is he who can actually hurt the leader."

Wang Ze answered on the side.

"The incident happened suddenly. The head of the sect was busy for a day and took a nap on the desk. At this time, a masked man broke in and stabbed the head of the sect. The head of the sect wanted to defend, but found that his internal strength could not be used. Fortunately, I came to report the situation to the sect, and I was lucky enough to delay the time and called the elders to help and drive away the thieves, but the head of the sect was seriously injured during the battle."

"What a thief's strength?"

"The gods on the ground."
Chapter completed!