Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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Temple, Great Hall

"Brother Abbot, Yuan Zhen wants to see you and is waiting outside the hall now."Inside the Mahavira Hall, the monk Kong Zhi said to the abbot Kong Wen.

"Hmm? Yuan Zhen?" The abbot Kong

Wen, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, stopped twirling his rosary with his hands and said in a deep voice,"Let him in."

Yuan Zhen, in fact, is Cheng Kun.

He is a disciple of the Shaolin Yuan generation and a senior disciple of the late monk Kong Jian. He has a high status in Shaolin Temple.

"Yuanzhen greets the abbot."

After a while, the monk Kongzhi brought Cheng Kun over. Cheng Kun walked into the main hall, stood behind the abbot Kongwen, and bowed to Kongwen.

"Yuan Zhen, what can I do for you? Kong Wen asked with his back to Cheng Kun.

"Abbot, do you know what day it will be in a few days?" Cheng Kun asked

"What day?" Abbot Kongwen asked calmly, still with his back to Cheng Kun.

"It's Zhang Sanfeng's birthday." Cheng Kun said calmly

"Oh, it's Master Zhang's 27th birthday. Luckily you came to remind me, I almost forgot about it."Abbot Kongwen said calmly.

Shaolin and Wudang are the two great temples. Zhang Sanfeng is going to celebrate his birthday, so Shaolin Temple will come to congratulate him.

"Abbot, the evil villain Su Ming has a close relationship with Master Zhang. Now Master Zhang is going to celebrate his birthday, and I expect Su Ming to be there. Don't forget that Master Kong Xing and the eight chiefs all died under Su Ming's gun. This is a good opportunity for revenge."Cheng Kun's eyes were dark and grim.

"Su Ming! This evil devil who has committed ten sins and is unforgivable!"

Thinking of what Su Ming had done, the monk Kongzhi, who was listening in, gritted his teeth. His fellow apprentice Kongxing was killed by Su Ming, and the eight chief monks of the Dharma Academy were also killed by Su Ming. How could he not hate him? His hatred was overwhelming!

Speaking of Su Ming, Abbot Kongwen stood up, looked at Cheng Kun and asked:

"Yuan Zhen, this big devil Su Ming has superb spear skills and is said to have reached the Grandmaster level. Looking across the entire world, I'm afraid no one can match him. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Abbot, I do have a solution, but I'm afraid you won't adopt it," Cheng Kun said, deliberately keeping the secret.

""What on earth can you do?" Abbot Kongwen asked.

Su Ming, the great devil, killed innocent people indiscriminately, took human life lightly, and his hands were stained with the blood of Shaolin disciples. He is still at large. Kongwen and Kongzhi want to execute Su Ming on the spot all the time.

"By chance, the disciple got a pack of Ten Fragrance Softening Powder, which was colorless and tasteless. No matter how high Su Ming's martial arts skills were, as long as he got a little bit of it, he would immediately become weak all over. If he didn't have any internal strength, he would have to surrender."Cheng Kun's eyes flashed with cunning light.

"Ten Fragrance Softening Powder? You want to poison Su Ming?" Kong Wen raised his eyebrows and shook his head, saying,"Shaolin is a famous and upright sect. Using such a despicable method is not fair enough. If it gets out, it will definitely cause losses."

"Abbot, Su Ming killed so many of us, don't you want revenge?" Cheng Kun thought to himself that Kong Wen was really pedantic and stupid.

"Of course I want revenge, but poisoning is really not honorable.……"Abbot Kong Wen pondered and said.

At this time, Kong Zhi said,"Brother Abbot, to deal with a person like Su Ming, there is no need to follow the rules of the martial arts world. It doesn't matter if it is fair and just or opportunistic. As long as we can kill this beast with our own hands, it will be a great threat to the martial arts world."

"Abbot, Master Kongzhi is right. Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. If we don't get rid of Su Ming this time, we will have no chance in the future."Cheng Kun urged Kongwen.

Abbot Kongwen thought to himself that what they said was right. The sooner Su Ming was eliminated, the sooner the world would be peaceful, and the wronged souls in the underworld could rest in peace.

"Okay, then let's use the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder." Abbot Kong Wen thought about it and finally nodded in agreement.

Cheng Kun's eyes lit up and he was immediately satisfied, but to be on the safe side, he still instructed:

"Abbot, when Zhang Sanfeng's birthday comes, I will have someone secretly put this Ten Fragrance Muscle Softening Powder in his wine. When the drug takes effect, you can start your action."

"Amitabha. Abbot Kongwen clasped his hands together and murmured,"In order to get rid of Su Ming, the great devil, I can only destroy my reputation in this life."

This time when Zhang Sanfeng celebrated his birthday, Abbot Kongwen and Monk Kongzhi decided to personally lead the team to Wudang Mountain to celebrate his birthday. Cheng Kun stayed in Shaolin Temple to take charge.

"Abbot, I am leaving now. Cheng Kun said everything he needed to say, and then left the main hall.

After leaving the main hall, Cheng Kun came to his own meditation room, wrote a secret letter, tied it to a carrier pigeon, and then secretly released the pigeon when no one was paying attention. The carrier pigeon set off from Shaoshi Mountain, flew over thousands of mountains and rivers, arrived at the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, and flew directly into the Ruyang Palace. Finally, it was caught, and the secret letter was taken and handed over to Zhao Min.

"Princess, this is a pigeon letter from Master Yuan Zhen, please take a look at it yourself.

"Master Yuan Zhen? A pigeon letter?"

Zhao Min, who was painting, paused for a moment and said calmly,"Put it on my desk first, and read it after I finish this painting."

""Yes, Princess!" The confidant placed the letter on the table and then left respectfully.

Zhao Min was the only one left in the room. She stood in front of the easel with a paintbrush in her hand, sketching a portrait stroke by stroke. As the painting became more and more perfect, the smile on her face became more and more intense.

"Well, the painting is finally done."

After an incense stick, Zhao Min put down her brush and stared at the person in the painting. She smiled with satisfaction.

307 On the white drawing paper, the first thing that caught the eye was a long street. A young man in white stood on the street, holding a silver spear in his hand, with a red tassel. The young man was both unruly and unrestrained, with a pair of starry eyes that made him look heroic. Opposite the young man stood a little girl with a quirky face. She held a strand of hair in her little hand and handed it to the young man in white.

"���Ming, this princess has grown up and is no longer a naive child. We will meet soon."

After talking to the boy in the painting for a while, Zhao Min walked to the front of the table, picked up Cheng Kun's secret letter and began to read it.

"Well, Master Yuan Zhen did a good job."

After reading the contents of the letter, Zhao Min smiled with satisfaction and thought to herself:

"Wudang Sect's Zhang Sanfeng celebrated his birthday, and the heroes of the martial arts world gathered at Wudang Mountain. With Master Yuanzhen and I working together, we can use the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder to paralyze them all. This time, we will definitely catch all these rebels in one fell swoop!"

The heroes of the martial arts world generally opposed the Yuan Dynasty and secretly opposed the court, which has long been a major concern for King Ruyang.

Since Zhao Min grew up, King Ruyang has transferred part of his power to her, allowing her to lead the masters in the palace to kill all the people in the martial arts world.

Of course, it would be best if they could be used for their own purposes. If they don't surrender, they will all be killed._To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Feilu Novel APP!