Even though Ning Chen had reached the half-step Earth Immortal realm, he still spent a few days reading through most of the scriptures.
"Burned?"
Ning Chen casually flipped through Bodhidharma's "diary".
"Not feasible, not feasible."
"If it were me, I wouldn't want to see my diary burned by future generations.”
"Moreover, we don't know if the black-robed man and the evil disciple are looking for these three scriptures. It's not appropriate to burn them rashly.”
"Oh right!"
Ning Chen slapped his forehead as his eyes lit up.
"I'm just a sweeping monk. Why should I worry about this?”
"Give the three scriptures to Abbot Jue Yuan and let him have a headache!”
Ning Chen laughed happily, his expression saying," I'm so smart."
At this moment, an anxious call came from outside the Scripture Depository.
"Saint Monk Miao Chen, Saint Monk Miao Chen, Jue Yuan requests an audience!”
"I was just about to look for him when he came to me of his own accord.”
Ning Chen waved his monk robe and pushed open the door of the Sutra Depository with a long and gentle force.
"Please come in, Abbot."
A clear and lofty voice came from the top floor of the Scripture Depository.
The anxious and impatient Abbot Jue Yuan was pacing back and forth at the entrance of the Sutra Depository.
Abbot Jue Yuan could not help but be overjoyed when he heard that Ning Chen was willing to meet him.
Abbot Jue Yuan hurriedly entered.
When she went upstairs, she saw the extraordinarily handsome Ning Chen sitting in the lotus position.
In front of him, there was a praying mat that seemed to be prepared for him.
Abbot Jue Yuan put his palms together and bowed."Amitabha. This old monk Jue Yuan greets…the holy monk.”
Ning Chen raised his palm and nodded slightly, gesturing for him to sit down.
"Thank you, Holy Monk."
Abbot Jue Yuan sat down carefully.
As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he was actually a little cautious and nervous when facing a sweeping monk from the Sutra Depository.
The little monk who had once shaved his head had now grown to a height that he could not look up to!
He felt like he was on a pilgrimage, but he also felt a little complicated.
"I wonder why Abbot is looking for me?" Ning Chen asked.”
Abbot Jue Yuan said anxiously,"Holy Monk, the imperial court has issued an order to destroy Buddhism. The governor and Zhizhou have led an elite army to attack the Shaolin Temple's mountain gate!”
" Buddha Annihilation Order!?"
Ning Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at Abbot Jue Yuan in surprise.
Did Shaolin Temple have so many disasters?
The Demonic Sect had just finished fighting when the Imperial Court attacked again.
"Holy Monk, is there any way to save them?" Abbot Jue Yuan asked.”
Ning Chen sighed and raised his palm with one hand. He chanted,""Amitabha. This is truly an eventful time.”
"To deal with the Buddha Annihilation Order, it's naturally up to the person who tied the bell to undo it.”
"It seems that this penniless monk will have to take the lead in making a trip to the Great Zhou Imperial City to visit the current Emperor.”
Ning Chen glanced at the three ancient scriptures.
He had originally planned to throw a hot potato at Abbot Jue Yuan.
This time, he didn't get rid of a hot potato, but he got another hot potato.
"Abbot of Shaolin Temple, all the monks in the temple, I give you a quarter of an hour to come out and accept your surrender. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and burning the Shaolin Temple down!!”
(Note: 15 minutes.）
The governor shouted outside the mountain gate. His voice was loud and deafening, so loud that even the Sutra Depository could hear it.
All the monks in the temple panicked.
"What should we do? Are we going out?”
"Why go out? You'll die if you go out!”
"Haven't you heard? Emperor Wen issued the Buddhist Annihilation Order, and countless temples were burned to the ground. Monks and nuns were killed until their heads rolled off!”
When the monks in the temple talked about the Buddha Annihilation Order, their expressions changed and they kept quiet out of fear.
A warrior monk's eyes were about to pop out as he said angrily,""Amitabha, isn't Emperor Wen afraid of retribution?”
"Retribution? Emperor Wen was the Son of Heaven, the ruler of a dynasty. With the blessing of fate, it was very difficult to deal with him.”
"Buddha above, please send down the Buddha's anger and punish those who blaspheme Buddha.”
"Sigh, I wonder what happened when the abbot went to invite the holy monk.”
The despairing monks could only place their slim hopes on the Saint Monk Miao Chen.
Outside the Shaolin Temple, cold armor and iron clothes, weapons were awe-inspiring.
Groups of elite soldiers blocked the mountain gate like dark clouds pressing down on the city. The army was majestic and solemn.
Unlike the disciples of the Demonic Sect, the Great Zhou army brought discipline and killing intent, unlike a mob.
The governor, who was wearing a court uniform embroidered with a white crane, snorted coldly and waved his hand."It's already half an hour. Set fire to the temple!"
"Understood!"
Team after team of archers drew their bows and shot arrows, taking turns.
The night deepened.
"Bang!"
The first arrow was like a faint spark, barely visible. It pierced into the roof tiles of the Heaven King Palace Hall with a " ding " sound.
The next moment, the night sky was lit up!
"Whoosh whoosh…"
Hundreds and thousands of arrows, burning with fire, tore through the sky and fell on the temple.
Seeing that the ancient temple that was hundreds of thousands of years old was about to be destroyed, a monk in a green monk robe appeared on the roof of the Heaven King Hall.
Ning Chen stood with one hand behind his back, facing the flaming arrows shooting at him from the night sky with an indifferent expression.
With a wave of the wide sleeves of his monk robe, a majestic force rose out of thin air and turned into a golden gale that extinguished the flames. It rolled up thousands of arrows and fell to the side.
The mighty arrow formation was easily neutralized by Ning Chen.
"Hmph, put up a stubborn resistance!"
The governor snorted coldly.
Knowing that there were experts in Shaolin Temple, the governor not only mobilized a large number of troops, but also equipped them with heavy weapons-Meteor Crossbows!
The Meteor Crossbow had great penetrating power. It was the Great Zhou Imperial Court's weapon against high-ranked powerhouses.
A Meteor Crossbow might not be able to hurt a high-ranked powerhouse.
But what about the ten Meteor Crossbows?
A hundred Meteor Crossbows?
Furthermore, the governor had ordered the soldiers to bring three cannons over!
A hundred Meteor Crossbows could break the formation and threaten Level Six and Level Five experts, so cannons were used to deal with Level Four experts.
In the governor's eyes, the young Ning Chen was at most a fifth rank monk in the temple.
A hundred Meteor Crossbows were enough to deal with them!
"Meteor Crossbow, prepare."
The archers switched to their Meteor Crossbows.
He forged the crossbow bolt with fine iron and quickly installed it on the crossbow arm, aiming at Ning Chen who was standing on the roof of the Heaven Seat King Palace.
The Zhizhou beside the governor smiled." Sir, do you think that monk is stupid? He actually stood on a high spot and became a live target for our archers."”
"Could it be that he has cultivated the Shaolin Temple's unique martial arts, the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art?”
"So what if he's an Invincible Vajra? Under the Great Zhou's Meteor Crossbow, he could only become a porcupine.”
Then, the governor raised his voice and waved his hand."Shoot!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sound of an arrow leaving the bowstring and the bowstring vibrating could be heard.
Arrows made of refined iron shot out at Ning Chen with unimaginable penetrative power.
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