Thousands of martial artists were gathered outside Shaolin Temple. However, they were all from small and medium-sized sects. Large sects like the Five Mountain Sword Sect watched from the side and decided what to do when the situation developed.?
Shaolin Monks held long staffs in their hands and guarded the gate of Shaolin Temple. The situation was very tense.
"Ask Abbot Guo Jie to come out. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude.”
"So many of us came to Shaolin to ask for an explanation. What's the reason for your Shaolin to avoid us?”
“......”
When the Jianghu people saw that no one from Shaolin had come out, they were impatient.
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, a loud and clear voice was heard. The voice contained internal energy, and some people with weak internal energy were directly shaken until their blood surged.
A benevolent figure wearing a yellow frock and a red kasaya walked out, giving off the feeling of an accomplished monk. It was Abbot Guo Jie of Shaolin Temple.
"Abbot Guo Jie, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to show off the power of your Shaolin Lion's Roar?”An elder of the Golden Spear Sect said with a livid expression. Some of his disciples were so shocked that they spat out blood.
"We're here to demand an explanation. Is Shaolin going to use its power to suppress others?”Someone in the crowd said.
"Is Shaolin really that domineering? It seemed that the recent rumors were most likely true.”
The Misty Rain Guild's spies followed suit, causing the situation to become even more tense.
"Everyone, please calm down. This old monk doesn't have that intention.”Guo Jie was also very anxious. This matter was a great disaster for Shaolin Temple. If it was not handled well, Shaolin Temple would suffer a great loss and even be in danger of being destroyed.
"Abbot Guo Jie, we are here today to seek an explanation for the rumors in Jianghu. I hope Abbot can give us an explanation. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude.”The Five Tigers Sect's sect master said. His son was from the Black Mountain Stronghold. When he heard that the Black Mountain Stronghold was supported by Shaolin, he ran over in a rage to seek an explanation.
"Everyone, listen to this old monk. The rumors in the martial world are purely rumors.”
"Abbot Guo Jie, we've investigated this matter on the way here. Our Five Tigers Sect, Golden Spear Sect, Water Cloud Sect, and several other sects have joined forces to capture the Black Mountain Stronghold Chieftain. Now, we'll interrogate him in public and bring him here.”The Five Tigers Sect's sect master had his disciples bring the Black Mountain Stronghold's chief over.
The leader of the Black Mountain Stronghold was called Song Yun. Ling Feiyu had even sent people to help them in secret. Otherwise, with their strength, it would be impossible to break through the Black Mountain Stronghold, let alone capture Song Yun alive.
When Guo Jie saw Song Yun, he had a bad feeling. The Black Mountain Stronghold was indeed supported by Shaolin. They had secretly eliminated some people that Shaolin could not attack and had also provided a lot of wealth for Shaolin.
"Today, in front of all the heroes in the world, you'd better tell the truth so that you won't suffer physical pain.”
"How can my Black Mountain Stronghold have anything to do with these bald donkeys from Shaolin? I'll take responsibility for what I did. Today, I've fallen into your hands.”Song Yun knew that Shaolin Temple was his only chance to live. If he gave up Shaolin Temple, he would definitely die a miserable death.
"Let's see if your bones are stronger or my blade is stronger.”The Five Tigers Sect's sect master used the large saber in his hand to cut him.
"If you have the guts, give me a quick death. What kind of hero is torturing me like this?”
"Hmph, you'd better tell me the truth today. Otherwise, I'll let you have a taste of what it means to wish for death.”The Five Tigers Sect's sect master cut him again.
This Song Yun was also considered a tough nut to crack. He just gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"Amitabha, torturing people like this is not the doing of the righteous path. Buddhism is a peaceful place. Patron, aren't you going too far by doing this?”Guo Jie was worried that Song Yu wouldn't be able to hold on, so he said.
"Could it be that Abbot Guo Jie wants to protect him?”
"This old monk didn't mean that. It's just that my Buddha is merciful and forgives people wherever possible.”Guo Jie said with pity.
"There's no need to go through so much trouble to make him confess. Our Beggar's Sect's Elder Chen has a bewitching technique.”Elder Wu of Beggar's Sect said.
"This old monk has also heard of this bewitching technique. After the soul is searched, the person will become stupid.”Guo Jie was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. If Song Yun really told him everything, Shaolin's century-old reputation would be ruined.
"He has committed so many murders that he deserves to die. What has he done to offend the heavens? Elder Chen, please help him.”
"Puff!" However, before Elder Chen could use the bewitching spell, Song Yun bit her tongue and committed suicide.
The Five Tigers Sect's sect master immediately placed his finger on Song Yun's neck and said,""He's already dead."
When Guo Jie saw this scene, he was very happy. Shaolin's reputation was finally preserved.
"Song Yun is already dead. Everyone should go back. The Buddhist Sect is a quiet place. It's really not convenient to entertain you.”
"Bald monk Guo Jie, your Shaolin Temple has committed more than one crime. Do you think your Shaolin Temple will be fine just because Song Yun is dead?”At this moment, a loud voice came from afar. A person flew over with light footsteps.
" Fire Cloud Evil God Ancient Sword Soul!" Many people in the crowd had seen the Ancient Sword Soul before. During this period of time, the name of the Ancient Sword Soul was like thunder in the Jianghu.
"Benefactor Gu, why did you come to Shaolin?”Guo Jie's expression became tense again when he saw Sword Soul Gu.
"Bring him up!"
As Gu Jianhun's voice fell, a few people carried a chair over. There was a person on the chair, but he was already crippled.
"Isn't this the Yellow River Hero, Huang Hetian? I saw him a few days ago. How did he become like this?”A voice from the crowd said.
"Hero Huang He was a chivalrous man. How could he end up like this?”
"Bald monk Guo Jie, on the way to Shaolin, Huang Hetian saw a bald monk of Shaolin bullying a young girl. He tried to save her, but his hands and feet were crippled by your Shaolin bald monk's Vajra Finger. If I hadn't happened to pass by, I would have been silenced. Shouldn't Shaolin give me an explanation for this?”
"Almsgiver Gu, there are so many temples in the world. Although the Great Strength Vajra Finger is the ultimate technique of our Shaolin Temple, it has also been spread.”
"Bald monk Guo Jie, I knew you would quibble. We've already investigated the bald monk who committed the crime. It's the head of your Shaolin Commandment Yard, Fang Zhen. He used to be the rapist Wang Batian in Jianghu. Although he escaped, he was also hit by me.”
Guo Jie thought to himself,'Not good, Fang Zhen went out a few days ago and didn't come back, but I can't explain it now.'
"Those great thieves and rapist became eminent monks of your Shaolin Temple after shaving their heads. Such cases often happen around Mount Song. I'm afraid it has something to do with your Shaolin Temple.”Gu Jianhun continued. Fang Zhen had indeed done it, but he had been hit by Gu Jianhun's palm. It was impossible for him to return to Shaolin alive.
"Abbot Guo Jie, hand over Fang Zhen. Are you trying to protect him?”Someone in the crowd said angrily.
"Amitabha. Fang Zhen left the mountain a few days ago and hasn't returned yet.”Guo Jie put his palms together and said.
"I think your Shaolin Temple is trying to protect Fang Zhen. Just let us go in and search if he's in the temple.”
"Yeah, let's go in and search.”
“......”
"The Buddhist Sect is a peaceful place. How can we allow you to be so wanton?”Guo Jie shouted sternly. Although these people said that they wanted to go in and search for Fang Zhen, most of them were going for their Shaolin martial arts manuals.
Once so many people entered, they would not be able to stop them even if they wanted to.
"Is Shaolin really going to protect Fang Zhen? If you don't hand Fang Zhen over today, don't blame us for being impolite.”
The heroes all held their weapons in their hands and threatened the Shaolin Monks.
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