The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 679

The tax-collecting monks and soldiers of Miyin Temple only dared to show their power and prestige to the common people, and they would not be able to fight against the masters.

A few monks and soldiers didn't know what to do, they came forward with weapons, and were kicked away by Chen Zhao, and the rest immediately dispersed, not taking away the tax-collecting ox cart.

Chen Zhao distributed the taxes on the car to the people in the village, and immediately asked them to worship, and Chen Zhao lived in this village.

He is superb in martial arts, kind-hearted, and drove away the monks of Miyin Temple. Although some old people were a little worried, many young people admired him.

On the third day, the Ni Bodhisattva rushed to find him: "Daxia Chen, the masters from Miyin Temple are here."

Miyin Temple is the largest temple in Miyin Mountain. It governs the entire Miyin Mountain, a city with a radius of tens of miles, more than 50 towns, thousands of villages, 10,000+ hectares of fields, and more than 10 people. Although it is famous in the whole world It is unremarkable and inconspicuous, but after all, it is a decent school, high above the ground, and any disciple who comes to patrol below is the lord of a city, and must be received solemnly.As for the head of the pavilion, the head of the village, and others, of course, they can only be respectful.

Of course, it is not by relying on a few monks and soldiers who can only bully the common people to stand out in the local area. Although they don't have any great masters, there are still many masters who can run rampant in the rivers and lakes.

So what came this time was not the miscellaneous people from Miyin Temple, but three masters.

They came on horseback.

Miyin Temple is not well-known in Jianghu, but the Buddha statues are solemn and resplendent, which is enough to show the wealth and wealth.

The mounts of these three great monks are all high-headed horses, extremely majestic, and behind them are the pavilion chiefs, Li Zheng, and village chiefs in this area, and the old man of the village has already hurried over to pay their respects.

"Let Zhang Lu roll over, and that kid who knows a little bit about martial arts."

The leader shouted as soon as he got off his horse.

He is more than 30 years old. He is wrapped in a white monk's robe, revealing a strong body like an explosion. His aura is as fierce as a bear's. Between his closed eyes, there is light shining. He is a master of hard work. It looks like I'm afraid it is several times stronger than Huineng.

"Old Zhangtou will come right away..."

Mr. Muramasa said quickly, with a submissive tone, and be careful with him.

The Clay Bodhisattva came in a hurry and said with a smile on his face: "Young man, I'm going to pay homage to three eminent monks. I'm a bit disappointed in greeting you from afar, but I hope you'll forgive me."

"Old man Zhang, don't say polite words to me. You took in a fool and injured me, Si Huineng, and you still haven't handed him over. Otherwise, your house will be burned down and you, an old man, will be fed to the wolves. .”

On the left, a younger person shouted.

Needless to say, the Ni Bodhisattva had already seen it, and Huineng followed. He was just behind the three great monks, and his expression changed suddenly: "Master, this is just a misunderstanding, Master Huineng..."

"Old man Zhang, my uncle is here. Even if you argue strongly, I will arrest you and that bastard in the near future."

Huineng gritted his teeth.

"This..." Although Clay Bodhisattva has low martial arts skills, he has extensive knowledge and was about to speak.A cold voice came from the side:

"Are you talking about me? It seems that the last lesson was a bit light."

Everyone turned around and saw Chen Zhao walking slowly, accompanied by Xiao Ling'er.

Back then, there was a lot of cloth on the oxcart left by the monks and soldiers, and a skilled woman in the village got it. She was grateful and made a suitable suit for him. Chen Zhao suddenly turned into a handsome young man, dressed in green clothes, with a handsome appearance. , like a son in troubled times.

"It's you, pretending to be a decent sect, and beating the monks and soldiers in my temple?"

The three people from Miyin Temple looked at him at the same time. They were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes suddenly showed sarcasm.

Chen Zhao's breath converged and condensed to a point.Even the well-informed Ni Bodhisattva couldn't tell his depth. To outsiders, he was just an ordinary mortal who had practiced some rudimentary fists and kicks at most. He didn't look like a knight who traveled around the world and traversed the rivers and lakes.

"It looks good, but it's a pity that the embroidered pillow is just an ordinary person."

The person on the right shook his head.

"Pretending to be a disciple of a famous sect, and beating my monks and soldiers of Miyin Temple, you will be killed according to the law." The person on the left snorted coldly.

"Come here, kneel down and lead to death!" The leader made a final decision.

The three great monks spoke at the same time.The surroundings were suddenly quiet.

The village chief Lizheng and fellow villagers who were present at the scene were suddenly too frightened to speak, and did not dare to speak out.You must know that Miyin Temple has dominated this place for 200 years. Even the oldest old people in this area have lived under the rule of Miyin Temple since they were sensible. Which one of their wives, sisters and daughters did not stay in Miyin Temple? It takes several months to get married?
Under such coercion, the villagers kept silent, how could they dare to have the slightest thought of resistance?It is true that one word can determine life and death, if you say you are born, you will live, if you say you will die, you will die!

Huineng looked at Chen Zhao with revenge in his eyes.

"Master Rongzhen, the little old man and Master Fuxu..." Ni Bodhisattva also wanted to explain. The young man on the left waved his hand directly, and an invisible force surged out:

"I'll wait for the decision, how can you speak?"

Bang!
Although Clay Bodhisattva knew some basic kung fu, he was old and frail, and had poisonous sores on his body. He had no room to resist in front of a master of hard kung fu. He slashed the air with his sharp palm, which spanned several feet and hit him on the body, directly knocking the clay out. The Bodhisattva spat out blood, flew upside down a foot away, counted on the ground, trembling all over.

Fortunately, this guy didn't bother to kill an old man, he just taught him a lesson, otherwise the mud bodhisattva would surely die.

"grandfather!"

Xiao Ling'er yelled, with pea-sized teardrops streaming down her face, she ran over to help the mud bodhisattva, her little face was filled with anger and sadness: "My grandpa just said a word, and you are all bad guys!"

"Isn't your Miyin Temple too overbearing?"

Several young people in the village couldn't help but shout.

"You are so impudent. If you dare to say anything again, I will kill everyone in your village, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!" the elder said calmly.

Everyone suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

Only now did they think of the cruel methods of Miyin Temple. About five years ago, Lizheng, a small town nearby, had a bad relationship with a monk with a high status in Miyin Temple.The eminent monk took the opportunity to directly charge him with resisting taxes and killed the whole family.

Looking at the three eminent monks riding on tall horses overlooking the crowd, the many folks who dared not speak out and had to bow their heads, and the triumphant Huineng.Xiao Ling'er was so frightened that she couldn't help crying loudly.

He was young and not yet sensible, but he already understood that the group of bald monks in front of him looked at them like pigs and dogs, and could slaughter them at will.

She looked terrified, her eyes were full of despair, and her beautiful eyes could not help but glance at Chen Zhao, as if looking at the last straw.

Chen Zhao looked calm and stepped out slowly.

Even if the little girl didn't beg him, Chen Zhao would make a move just because of the hospitality these few days and the bad words of the three monks in Miyin Temple.

"It seems that I have not recovered from my injury, and my heart has softened. Some ignorant people think that I am weak and can be bullied. Anyway, if you don't kill a few chickens, you monkeys will be unscrupulous."

Chen Zhao walked forward step by step with his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold.

"You know you're scared now, and want to beg for mercy? It's too late! If you kneel down and kowtow nine times to the uncles, my uncle might be merciful and spare your life."

Huineng sneered.

"What I'm thinking is, who gave you the guts to make you so arrogant?"

Chen Zhao said lightly.

He stretched out his palm, retrograde the true essence, an invisible force formed out of thin air, suddenly sucked Huineng from the crowd in the distance, grabbed it in his hand, and then, under Huineng's horrified gaze, he slammed into it with all his strength. vomit.

"Oh!"

This Miyin Temple was in charge of rent collection, and in the eyes of the villagers, the hard-working eminent monk had his limbs and head severed by Chen Zhaozhen. He didn't even say a word. His body was torn apart and he died immediately.

"hiss!"

The whole place was silent.

The three eminent monks of Miyin Temple immediately turned solemn, and looked at Chen Zhao in surprise.

The three of them naturally knew Huineng's strength.Even the strongest of the three of them would have to use at least seven or eight moves to kill him.This person in front of him can catch people from a distance, and with a single vomit, he can be separated from his limbs, which is easier than killing a chicken. This ability is really shocking.

"Isn't this young hero too ruthless? This Huineng is from my Miyin Temple, how can you strike at will?

The leading monk frowned slightly.

Who can get a position in Miyin Temple, who is not a master of adapting to the changing circumstances?Best at talking to people when meeting people, but telling ghosts when seeing ghosts?Seeing Chen Zhao's strength, he couldn't help but be horrified, and quickly changed his name to Shaoxia, completely without the arrogance he had just now.

But Chen Zhao didn't care about the thoughts of these guys, he stood with his hands behind his back, and said coldly, "Kneel down for me, kowtow to apologize to this grandpa and grandson, kowtow to apologize to the villagers here, and I will spare you all!"

"Insanity!"

The young monk on the left directly reprimanded him.

The other two also changed color suddenly, and the leader said coldly: "Your Excellency is indeed very powerful in martial arts, but don't think that killing Huineng will make me afraid of Miyin Temple. My Miyin Temple has Zen Master Buxu who is famous in the world. There are five or six masters, and many disciples. There are many masters, no matter how strong you are, this is not a place for you to play wild."

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of many villagers changed at the same time.

Why do ordinary people have to endure the exploitation of Miyin Temple and pay taxes every month?

Wasn't it because the monks in Miyin Temple knew martial arts, and there were so many of them, each of them was mighty and domineering, and those who disobeyed were killed at every turn, and a tyrannical rule was established with fists and blood.

Martial arts masters are a mountain that weighs on the common people. In this era when the ruling power of the imperial court is extremely weak, the reason why the major martial arts sects can dominate the world and replace the imperial court to control hundreds of millions of people is because of the martial arts masters one by one. .

Otherwise, these village chiefs could summon thousands of strong men and beat these three monks to death with their lives.

But they are useless when they face top masters like Buxu. Such top masters overwhelm thousands of people, and when one person travels freely, it is as if no one is in the middle of thousands of people. This is why the martial arts sect can coerce the dynasty , The reason for ruling the peoples.

"I will make you kneel!"

Chen Zhao snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and his skill was self-contained.

(End of this chapter)