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Chapter 55
Half a month later, Shaoshi Mountain descended.

After half a month of busy work, the aftermath of Murong's rebellion finally subsided completely.

Up to now, anyone related to Murong's family will be beheaded, imprisoned, assigned, or prostituted, basically all have a result.

After finishing the trivial matters, the little emperor took his thousand soldiers and drove to the boundary of Shaolin Temple again.

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, when the little emperor arrived, a 5000-strong army led by the right commander of the Dragon Army had already been waiting at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Shaolin Temple is not like Canhezhuang, masters can't get three or two.

In the century-old Shaolin, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I don't know how many masters are hidden, among which there are nearly a thousand single monks.

Facing this sacred place of martial arts that has been passed down for hundreds of years, the army of thousands of people is really hard to swallow.

Therefore, after making the next decision to copy Shaolin, the little emperor has sent people eight hundred miles back to Bianjing to dispatch troops.

After receiving the emperor's order, after leaving more than [-] Conglong troops led by the left commander to guard the stability of Kyoto, the right commander led [-] soldiers and rushed all the way to Shaolin Temple.

Also yesterday, the day before the little emperor arrived with his army, five thousand troops successfully set up camp at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

When the little emperor arrived, Li Xun, the commander from the right of the dragon army, was in armor, and led the crowd out to meet the holy driver, and at the same time reported the current situation.

According to the emperor's order, as soon as the Dragon Army arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, the army immediately encircled the mountain. The entire Shaoshi Mountain was not allowed to enter or leave, and all monks were trapped in the Shaolin Temple.

But before the army led by Li Xun arrived, thousands of people from the rivers and lakes had already gathered at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Some of these people came to help with connections with Shaolin, and some came purely to watch the excitement.

But most of them were led by the public opinion of the little emperor's imperial edict, and brainwashed by countless scholars, thinking that Shaolin is a big disaster, and came to help the court to destroy Shaolin.

On the day when they arrived at Shaoshi Mountain, the little emperor ordered the army to besiege Shaoshi Mountain and did not order a general attack.

He is waiting, waiting for an attitude from Shaolin.

And Shaolin's attitude also determines his attitude.

However, the army surrounded Shaoshi Mountain until night fell, and no one came out of Shaolin and said a word.

It was as if they were unaware of the besieged army outside.

So far, the little emperor has understood Shaolin's attitude and made his own decision.

That night, after the meal, the little emperor went back to his room early, hid in the room alone, and carefully studied the "Su Nu Jing", which was priced at [-] points by the system.

Although Su Luo had clearly stated that the Su Nu Jing had no effect on him, the little Yellow Emperor was determined to see something from it.

Of course, after seeing the past few months, it has become a habit to read the "Su Nu Jing" in his arms, but he has gained nothing except that the intercourse technique has improved a few levels.

In this regard, the little emperor secretly lamented that the father of the system did not deceive me, and could only spend it by studying the "Su Nu Jing" more seriously every night.

As for why I know that there is no big power and secret in it, I still study it every day.

Hey, don't forget what kind of existence this "Su Nu Jing" is besides being worth [-] points!
Leaning on the dragon couch, the little emperor gently turned a page of the book, and was fascinated by it, when suddenly he frowned.

"who!"

"what?"

After the little emperor's scolding sound, there was a slight hum in the room.

The little emperor turned his head to look, and saw a man who was about two feet tall, with a ferocious face, who was said to be a Buddhist monk, and who was more like a gangster who murdered without batting an eye, was standing in the shadow of the lamp by the window with a look of surprise on his face.

"Bold and lunatic, how dare you break into my palace at night."

For the moment when Lian Ye came, the little emperor was not afraid, but more of a kind of anger.

This monk from Shaolin Temple is really lawless. He originally said that Shaolin hides filth and evil people, but it is just an excuse to send troops to Shaolin.

But he didn't expect that Shaolin would occupy his land and deceive his people, now he not only disobeyed the imperial decree, but even dared to send people to assassinate him at night.

Facing the little emperor's anger, the ferocious Toutuo didn't care, instead he smiled.

"What a handsome little emperor, with such a sharp spiritual sense, he is indeed a good seed for practicing Buddhism.

If I don't want to be the emperor of Lao Shizi, I will go to Shaolin to become a monk. "

These words were not loud, and they never even came out of this room, but to the ears of the little emperor, it was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, the sound was magnificent, making people unconsciously convinced.

There was a kind of bewitching sound mixed in the voice of this evil head.

If he was really an ordinary emperor, he might have followed his way, but what a pity, what he was facing was not an ordinary person, but a great master with innate extreme cultivation strength.

so.
Snapped!
A teacup flew towards him, brushed the skin between Etutuo's ears, and hit the window frame behind him.

"Exercise this kind of trick to confuse people's hearts, it really is a demon monk."

The little emperor's eyes were clear, his voice was cold, and he didn't appear to be bewitched at all.

"There is still some kung fu foundation."

Seeing that the bewitching failed, E Toutuo immediately changed his plan, with a grin on his face.

"Some kung fu has a better foundation, so as not to be ignorant.

Today I want you to know what the gap between nature and nurture is. "

As he said that, E Toutuo stretched out his right hand, and turned his innate essence into yellow dragon claws, and grabbed it towards the little emperor, but it was a unique technique of capturing dragons with one hand.

When controlling the yellow true essence dragon claw to grab the little emperor, E Toutuo still had a wry smile on his face.

"The little white-faced emperor, just to let you know that Ben Toutuo is a fire-burning monk in the Shaolin kitchen. He has blown fire for 50 years, and he has released a mid-innate internal force.

Like me, there are few common people in Shaolin Temple, I am here today, but I can save your life, if you still dare to invade Shaolin, Ben Toutuo will keep your head, other old guys may not recognize you as the emperor! "

As soon as the words fell, the dragon-capturing hand of the burning monk had already caught the little emperor's shoulder.

then
Silently, the yellow dragon claw, which was transformed from the innate true energy to activate the martial arts master dragon capture skill, dissipated the moment it touched the little emperor's shoulder, and turned into the most original energy between heaven and earth.

"How is this possible"

The fire-burning monk's unbeatable smile froze on his face, replaced by a look of horror in his eyes.

"Are you an innate master?"

When he said these words, his voice unconsciously raised several heights.

If it is not the only explanation that can explain why he failed in the dragon capture skill that he was determined to obtain, he is absolutely unwilling to accept this guess.

This guess is really too scary.

A 17-year-old innate master!
When did innate masters become so worthless?
You know, he entered Shaolin at the age of six, carried water for three years, chopped firewood for three years, and did laundry for three years. After that, he was transferred to the kitchen and became a fire-burning monk.

Watching other people practice martial arts every day, he would secretly write down, seeing how easy it is for others to burn fire, he would learn how to burn fire.

Over time, he actually accumulated a solid body of internal strength, until he realized that he had become a master, and it was time to break through the innate bottleneck.

And there are people like him in Shaolin, but they are definitely not as unknown as he said.

Not to mention that none of them will break through to congenital within 30 years.

But now, there is such a 17-year-old boy innate master in front of him, standing in front of him like this.

Looking at the boy with a boyish face in front of him, the monk who burned the fire couldn't help but doubt himself—could it be that all his fires of more than 50 years have been burned on the dog?
ps: The third update is here. Although it accidentally passed zero, it still counts as yesterday’s.

The burning monk revealed that there are more than one innate masters in Shaolin secretly hiding, and the little emperor seems to be in trouble copying Shaolin, and urgently needs the support of recommendation votes from everyone!
(End of this chapter)