I am a hero in online games

Chapter 187
Ling Xuzi didn't know how to explain it for a moment. Fortunately, this was not the first time that he had asked questions in front of Lord Grim. Lord Grim didn't ask too many questions and immediately drew his attention back to the scene.

Lord Grim whispered: "The man in the cloak must be the leader of this army. He seems to be negotiating with Abbot Zhengyin... If they are ordered to clear out Shaolin, what else will they have to talk about?"

Hearing Lord Grim's words, Ling Xuzi also felt strange in his heart. Indeed, with the strength of Luo Zhao's men, if he directly issued an order to wipe out the entire army, no sect would be spared, but now his men The generals are actually negotiating here. Could it be that the order they received wasn't to destroy Shaolin?
The two of them took advantage of the fact that no one was around and took a few steps forward. They held their breath and heard the conversation between Zhengyin and the general.

Zhengyin's voice was very peaceful and steady, and it sounded like it had the power to calm people's minds: "Almsgiver Han, this is wrong. I, the Shaolin Temple, have never asked about government affairs. How can we break the rules and regulations?"

General Han replied: "Abbot, I respect that Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple, so I talked to you about this. Otherwise, do you think you can defeat the general's iron cavalry?"

Ling Xuzi and Lord Grim looked at each other, both puzzled in their hearts. From the meaning of their conversation, it seems that General Han came to Shaolin Temple to seek cooperation?

I only heard Zhengyin answer: "Amitabha, Master Han, this is the land of Buddhism, you must not be tempted to kill!"

General Han sneered and said, "We are not Buddhist disciples, so there is no precept against killing. We sincerely invite you, but the abbot is so unreasonable, so don't blame us for being rude!"

"Bold and reckless! How dare you act wildly in a Buddhist place!"

Suddenly, a very fiery voice sounded, which was completely different from Abbot Zhengyin's peaceful aura. It was hard to believe that it was the voice of a Buddhist.

Before Ling Xuzi could ask a question, he heard a very heavy sound, like a heavy object falling to the ground. Ling Xuzi, who was separated by a wall, felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly.

Lord Grim said in a low voice: "It seems that Master Zhengwu is here."

Although Ling Xuzi felt that it would be too strange for him to ask again, Ling Xuzi was very curious about such a hot-tempered monk, so Ling Xuzi secretly asked: "Brother Jun, who is this Master Zhengwu?"

Lord Grim glanced at Ling Xuzi strangely, and explained patiently: "Master Zhengwu is the younger brother of Abbot Zhengyin, both of them are comparable in martial arts strength, and they are both peerless masters in today's martial arts world. Haishuang Luohan. It's just that Master Zhengwu has a hot temper, so he failed to become the abbot of Shaolin Temple."

Ling Xuzi nodded thoughtfully, and said in his heart that the martial arts in the world came from Shaolin. He never thought that one sect could have two peerless masters in the martial arts at the same time...

Ling Xuzi couldn't help but think of the sweeping monk he had seen in martial arts novels... He couldn't help but sigh that Shaolin really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Lord Grim said in a low voice: "Master Zhengwu is already angry, I'm afraid this is about to start."

Hearing this, Ling Xuzi forcibly restrained his urge to jump onto the wall to see the demeanor of the two arhats, and continued to lurk here with Lord Grim, listening to their conversation.

General Han seemed to have seen Master Zhengwu, and his tone was a little more respectful, and he said with a smile: "It turns out that it is Master Zhengwu. I have admired his name for a long time."

Zheng Zheng interrupted impatiently: "The monks don't covet false fame, it doesn't matter if you have long admired the big name and the small name, in short, Shaolin will not compromise!"

General Han sighed: "Master, people say that those who know the current affairs are outstanding. Hasn't your Buddha taught you this truth?"

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "No! Don't insult Buddha with words!"

Ling Xuzi and Lord Grim were both startled, this voice was very familiar to them, they had heard this voice at the birthday banquet of the Tang Sect and at the Huashan Discussion of Swords, the person who came was none other than "Peach Blossom Monk" Shanming.

Shanming was filled with righteous indignation: "You want our Shaolin Temple to become the court's pawns to persecute people in the martial arts. We monks eat fast and chant Buddha. How could we do such outrageous things? We will not give in!"

General Han sneered: "Where did this little monk come from? How dare you be so unruly, you dare to rush to talk to me before your abbot speaks?"

I only heard Abbot Zhengyin say: "Donor Han's words are wrong. This junior brother Shanming is my master's close disciple. Although he is young, he should be my equal in terms of seniority."

Both Ling Xuzi and Jun Moxiao were shocked, they didn't expect this stupid little monk to be the disciple of the current holy monk, they thought that Shanming would be their apprentice or reincarnated disciple...

At the same time, they did not expect that the purpose of General Han under Luo Zhao's command was to invite Shaolin to help them eliminate other martial arts sects.Now it's no wonder that General Han is still standing in front of the negotiation with Abbot Zhengyin.

Hearing this, General Han knew that the mission of buying Shaolin Temple had failed, and he no longer pretended to be respectful. Instead, he became angry from embarrassment. Very annoying.

Immediately he said angrily: "Okay, okay, you bunch of thieves and bald donkeys! It's really a toast and you don't eat fine wine! Since you are so ignorant of current affairs, don't blame me for being rude! As far as I know, these few days Today, more than half of the Buddhist and lay disciples have already rushed to South Shaolin."

"Although I don't know why you sent them to South Shaolin," General Han smiled sinisterly, "but I know that since you are short of manpower, just wait to be trampled to pieces by us!"

"Bah!" Master Zhengwu yelled angrily, "Evil heretics, today I will show you how powerful Shaolin is! Go to the eighteen bronze figures!"

Ling Xuzi's heart trembled, he had seen Shaolin's "Eighteen Bronze Man Formation" many times in novels, he did not expect to see this world-famous formation with his own eyes, which really surprised him.

As soon as the words fell, 54 Shaolin bronze men rushed out together, and a group of three formed a formation of eighteen bronze men, encircling General Han's regiment here.

Ling Xuzi couldn't bear the temptation, so he slightly raised his head and leaned over to look in, only to see that the abbot was standing in the middle, wearing a bright red treasure cassock, while the old monk on his right was in good health, bare-chested and bare-armed, holding a Holding a huge Zen stick that looks very bulky, it must be the tremor that Ling Xuzi felt just now.

Ling Xuzi couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Looking at this Zen staff, it seems to weigh more than 60 kilograms. If it's not for someone with natural power, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold it at all."

(End of this chapter)