Tianfenbao

Chapter 146 Who Gives You a Bag of Rice

How many floors can a bag of rice resist (feel the pain)...

A bag of rice can resist the second floor (think about the pain)...

A bag of rice is so tiring (accept the pain)...

A bag of rice is very tiring (understand the pain)...

Mouth muddy (start now)...

Who will give you a bag of rice (let the world feel the pain)...

Yang Xin in the sky took off his disguise and controlled the sand cloud to descend to a distance where Fang Zheng and others could see his face.

At this time, Yang Xin and his party in the sky were all dressed in black-bottomed red cloud clothing, which was only strongly requested by Yang Xin before the trip. Not to mention, everyone immediately felt domineering and incomparable when they put on the Xiao organization clothes. I feel that my group has an invincible power!

Yang Xin suddenly took a step forward, just stood in the air, closed his eyes, then opened them, the original eyes turned into eyes of reincarnation, only to see Yang Xin stretched out his hands to embrace, as if embracing the whole sky.

"Spicy Tensen (Shinra Tenzheng)!"

"Boom!"

The entire Shaoshi Mountain began to shake, and then shook like an earthquake, and the remaining buildings in Shaolin were instantly shattered.

"Run!" Ren Woxing yelled at Xiang Wentian, and grabbed Ren Yingying.

As a result, Linghu Chong first grabbed Ren Yingying, and then the two of them flew into the sky.

Ren Woxing's expression changed several times, he glanced at Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying who were flying like celestial beings, and then at Yang Xin who was unparalleled in the air, turned his head, raised his internal strength to [-]%, and ran down the mountain.

Fangzheng was also terribly frightened, and his heart was about to be shattered. Such an attack method and power were beyond human capabilities.Fangzheng saw that Ren Woxing turned his head and ran away. He wanted to call for Daoist Chongxu to run away together, but in a blink of an eye, he found that Daoist Chongxu ran earlier and faster than Ren Woxing. After drinking, the Shaolin disciples fled down the mountain.

Not only the Shaolin disciples escaped, but at the foot of the mountain, the Five Elements Banner group led by Lan Fenghuang and others, as well as the alliance of evil-proof swordsmanship practitioners led by Lin Zhennan, and the Jinyiwei who hung far behind everyone also fled.

Just a few breaths, the huge Shaoshi Mountain was like a magnitude [-] earthquake, and the ground was shaken, and it was overturned, and it was impossible to see that the Shaolin Temple had ever existed. Only a few people such as Fangzheng escaped from the Shaolin Temple, and the rest of the disciples died one after another. Send it under Yang Xin's "Shenluo Tianzheng".

After the gate of Shaolin Mountain was destroyed, and Shaoshi Mountain completely disappeared without traces of Shaolin, Yang Xin controlled the sand cloud to slowly fall, and landed in front of Shaolin Fangzheng.At this time, there were only 30 to [-] people left in Shaolin, and they were still surrounded by the heroes of the five tyrants, the alliance of evil swordsmanship practitioners, Jin Yiwei, and Xianyuemen.

"Yang Xin, why did I destroy my mountain gate and my inheritance?" Fangzheng stared at Yang Xin who had fallen from the sky, and roared.

"Because this place is destined for me, so I'm here to cross it! You see, this Shaoshi Mountain is covered with purple clouds, and Xiaguan's extraordinary splendor appears in the east of me, and it will surely flourish in the future..." Yang Xin said lightly, as if he had no intention of Take the matter of extermination to heart.

"This Shaoshi Mountain belongs to my Buddhist sect, how could it be destined to you?" Fangzheng interrupted Yang Xin's serious nonsense, and angrily said.At this time, the mountain gate has been destroyed, the inheritance has been broken, and there are very few masters left in the sect. Fang Zheng can only rely on the dispute of words, hoping that Yang Xin can let Shaolin preserve some incense and pass it on.

"Owned by your Buddhist sect?" Yang Xin sneered disdainfully, and said, "Shaolin Temple was founded in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Emperor Xiaowen Tuoba Hong of the Northern Wei Dynasty settled down the Indian monk Ba Tuo who came to teach Hinayana Buddhism in the Northern Wei Dynasty. It was built at the northern foot of Shaoshi Mountain, Songshan Mountain. Am I right?"

"What the real man said is very true." Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief. Since Yang Xin can talk to himself calmly, it means that Yang Xin can still reason. Block Buddhism is good at it, because Fangzheng has never lost in reasoning.

"What about before that?" Yang Xin said suddenly.

"Before this? What do you mean?" Fangzheng was taken aback for a moment, with a vague premonition.

"I mean, before the Indian monk Batuo founded Shaolin in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty, who owned Shaoshi Mountain?" Yang Xin said with a teasing smile.

"This..." Fangzheng stared, how could he answer, there was no Shaolin Temple before that, Fangzheng opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to spit out a sentence: "What is the real person's opinion?"

"Xia, Shang, Western Zhou, and Buzhou are divided into two sections, Spring and Autumn and Warring States, Qin and Han are unified, Wei, Shu and Wu are divided into three, and the second Jin Dynasty extends forward and backward. The Southern and Northern Dynasties stand side by side... Shaolin was built in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Can it be said that, Before that, when there was no Shaolin Temple in Shaoshi Mountain, Shaoshi Mountain belonged to Jin?" Yang Xin said.

Fangzheng opened his mouth and could only say yes.

"Everything in the world is the land of the king, and the shore of Linggui is the king's ministers. In other words, since ancient times, Shaoshi Mountain has been our territory of China and an inseparable part of our China. To be more specific, Shaoshi Mountain has been owned by all emperors since ancient times. , am I right?"

Fangzheng was speechless and could only nod again.

Yang Xin reached out and drew his hand, and an imperial edict appeared in Yang Xin's hand. With a wave of his hand, Yang Xin threw the edict to Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng quickly opened it and saw that the edict clearly stated that Shaoshi Mountain and the fields that originally belonged to Shaolin were to be transferred. They were all assigned to the Xianyue Sect, and the imperial edict was stamped with the human emperor's seal. It couldn't be more true.

Fangzheng held the imperial decree in his hand, feeling that the imperial decree in his hand was more important than a thousand weights.Fangzheng was breaking out in cold sweat, and wanted to tear up the imperial decree. Not to mention that destroying the imperial decree is no different from rebellion, just saying that if Yang Xin can get one imperial decree, he can get two imperial decrees, and tearing up the imperial decree is not easy to create. There is no opportunity for equal dialogue.

Just as Fangzheng's thoughts were turning sharply, Yang Xin's next words extinguished the luck in Fangzheng's heart.

"Destroy you, what does it have to do with you!"

Fang Zhengzheng felt a thunder explode in his mind. Fang Zheng staggered a few steps, his face turned pale, and he sat down on the ground. Yang Xin reached out to guide the holy finger in his hand, and slowly flew into Yang Xin's hand, and handed it to him. Yue Buqun died.

Yue Buqun was taken aback, and quickly put away the imperial decree.

"The real person wants to kill them all?" Fangzheng roared like a wild beast that was dying.

"Forget it, I'll give you a chance. Whether Shaolin can survive or not depends on God's will."

"What is God's will?" Fangzheng said eagerly like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Contest! Two wins in three rounds, Fang Zheng. If you win, you can take your disciples down the mountain and go to Putian Shaolin Temple to make it continue to be passed on; Bully."

Yang Xin seems to remember that in the original play, after the heroes of the five tyrants besieged Shaolin, there was a plot of winning or losing in three battles, so he might as well put an end to his trip to the world with winning or losing in three battles.

(End of this chapter)