The Heavens: Beginning with the role of a young boy, Broken Waves

Chapter 48 Shaolin Sutra Pavilion!Shaolin three crossings!

"Understood, son, let's solve it quickly."

On the square, I heard Zhao Min's slightly beating and urging words.

Not caring about playing and paddling anymore, the Hebi Weng among the two elders of Xuanming first responded loudly to Zhao Min, then he waved the two big pens in his hand, and directly wiped the previous piece of paper on the square of Shaolin Temple. Some monks who resisted fiercely lost their lives.

Only some Shaolin monks who had not resisted so fiercely before, as well as high-level Shaolin monks like Kongwen Kongzhi were intentionally left behind.

Although the purpose of their trip was mainly to capture the six sects, subdue and manipulate them one by one as much as possible, theoretically there is no need to hurt or kill people.

However, in the process of carrying out this step, if they encounter those who are particularly disobedient and who try their best to resist from the beginning to the end, He Biweng and others will never be stingy to make an example to others.

"Good job."

Sitting in the shade of a tree, enjoying the coolness of the breeze.

Looking up, seeing the fierce actions of He Biweng and others, Zhao Min couldn't help nodding slightly, with admiration in his eyes.

Speaking of which, the main purpose of her attacking the six sects of the Central Plains this time is naturally to subdue them as much as possible, and then make them gradually become part of Yuan Ting's subordinates, and work hard for Yuan Ting from then on.

Just like how we dealt with the Mingjiao before, through the joint efforts of the six sects to encircle and suppress all the resistance forces in the Central Plains martial arts, and stabilize the hearts of the people in all regions of the Central Plains as much as possible.

But if this biggest goal can't be achieved, it's not that Zhao Min didn't prepare for the six sects.

Even the high-level figures of the six sects are determined to make trouble with Yuanting, and none of them are willing to become a member of Yuanting.

Then, Zhao Min can also support any disciple of the six sects at will, and then reward them with all the profound martial arts collected by the six sects, and gradually support them to the top.

In the end, through the internal corruption bit by bit, like water dripping through stone, all the six major sects were gradually assimilated from the inner core into Yuanting's own people.

And this is the reason why Zhao Min not only did not kill all of them on the spot after capturing the top six sects, but instead planned to take all of them to Yuan Da Du Wan'an Temple for imprisoning.

Just like now, even if Cheng Kun, the Shaolin Temple, should be poisoned through Hunyuan Thunderbolt, they will all be caught with Shixiang Ruanjin Powder directly.

But besides capturing so many monks, big and small, Zhao Min is not only worried about forcing all these Shaolin monks to Yuan Dadu, but she is also thinking about many people in the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Top martial arts.

Soon, after Crane Biweng, Luzhangke and others in Shaolin Square gave up all procrastination.

Within a few minutes, they killed and tied up all the monks in the square, big and small, and dealt with them one by one.

Seeing that her subordinates had completed the processing, and Zhao Min, who had been under the protection of Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San under the shade of the tree, she instantly lost the intention of resting any longer.

He shook his body a little and stretched his muscles and bones.

Zhao Min didn't stop at all, and started to take the elders of Xuanming and the others from the Vajra Sect of the Western Regions, and quickly headed towards the Shaolin Cangjing Pavilion not far away.

On the canopy of the tree, Zhao Min and others have already set off for the Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion.

With a thought, Xie An's footsteps were ethereal, and he also followed closely behind them and began to move towards the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Even relying on his superb lightness kung fu, he didn't intentionally pull himself too far away from Zhao Min and his party, and just kept following them into the Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion with only a distance of tens of meters.

After entering the Shaolin Scripture-Depository Pavilion, Xie An observed the situation several times, and saw that there were indeed no other possible troubles in the Scripture-Depository Pavilion, and all the Shaolin defense forces had indeed been used by Zhao Min and others. The fragrant and soft gluten powder is swept away.

In such a situation, his eyes couldn't help flashing brightly, and an idea popped into his mind suddenly.

He is going to find Shaolin Sandu.

At this moment, there is a high probability that Shaolin Sandu is practicing in the back mountain.

For Zhao Min and others' sudden attack on Shaolin, these three old monks who have been practicing in the back mountain all year round are of course not aware of it.

In the original book of Yitian Tulongji, even until Zhao Min and others destroyed Shaolin, all the monks in the temple were taken away. They didn't find out because the place was too secluded and they didn't care about world affairs all year round.

But they are Shaolin people after all, and they are quite bloodthirsty and tyrannical in body and mind.

If Xie An can call them here at this time, then Zhao Min and others will be in big trouble, and Xie An himself can take advantage of this time to directly collect most of the treasured secret books in the entire Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Pack it up and take it away.

With such a plan in mind, Xie An was very motivated and did not stay too long in the scripture storage pavilion.

After observing that Zhao Min and others decided that it would be difficult for them to plunder all the martial arts cheats in the Sutra Pavilion, he immediately started rushing to the back mountain of Shaolin without stopping.

When he arrived at the back mountain, Xie An didn't think too much about the plan.

In order to lure out Shaolin Sandu, the three guys who were like tortoises shrinking into a hole for years without moving a step, he directly roared with all his strength on the back mountain.

"Crossing the calamity, crossing the calamity, crossing the calamity, you three old tortoises, the Shaolin Temple is about to be wiped out by the Human Demon Sect, yet you are still secretly cultivating your Vajra Subduing Demon Circle."

"If you guys don't leave the customs again, it is estimated that your Shaolin Buddhist scripture pavilion will be looted by others later."

On the mountain behind Shaolin Temple, Xie An's voice was rolling like thunder.

Hearing this sound, Du E, Du Jie, and Du Nan were originally huddled in a remote cave in the back mountain, and had not stepped out of the mountain for 30 years.

All of a sudden, they were like rats whose buttocks had been burned by fire, swishing, and their imperial envoys rushed to the top of the back mountain with a step of ten meters.

But seeing them coming, Xie An didn't have any plans to stay on the back mountain.

He just let out another roar from his throat, and briefly stunned Shaolin Sandu's mind with a huge sound wave, and then he started to rush towards the location of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Shaolin Temple at high speed.

boom!
Shaolin Sandu was completely enraged.

They followed closely behind Xie An, whips in their hands whistling continuously, as if blasting thunderbolts out of thin air, they only bombarded the ground behind Xie An until it exploded and smoke billowed.

It's just that, although Shaolin Sandu's attack is fierce, but Xie An, who is constantly running in front of them, is obviously much higher than the three of them when it comes to lightness kung fu.

So no matter how hard they pursued, when the three of them followed Xie An to the vicinity of the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion, they couldn't see Xie An's figure at all.

What clearly appeared in front of their eyes was the figures of monks of Shaolin Temple who were firmly tied up with hemp rope on the ground in front of the Sutra Pavilion, and fell unconscious in groups.

As well as the guards beside them, a large dense area was specially left by Zhao Min to watch the guards.

"Ah! Damn you!"

"A group of demon cultists dare to insult my Shaolin disciples like this!"

Swing the whip hard and whip seven or eight bloody heads flying in an instant.

Shaolin Sandu, who was deliberately brought in front of the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion by Xie An, their tone was full of endless tyranny, they completely gave up the idea of ​​finding Xie An's trace in their hearts, and started rushing like a tiger into a flock. Into the group of guards, he frantically killed the killer.

In the dense crowd of guards, as the three of them kept moving, dozens of people fell to the ground in an instant.

But at the same time, those Yuan Court guards who were killed by them, in order to avenge Shaolin Sandu, and vent the last madness before dying.

When Shaolin Sandu crazily killed more than half of them, they also brought a full twenty or thirty Shaolin monks who were still in a coma into the underground of Huangquan.

It only splashed the entire square in front of the Shaolin Sutra-Keeping Pavilion, bloody everywhere, and the bald heads of various colors rolled continuously all over the place.

(End of this chapter)