Chapter 67: On a dark and windy night, when Shaolin was massacred
Xu Qian did not go straight into the Shaolin Temple, but under the cover of night, he sneaked all the way to a small mountain peak to the north of the Shaolin Temple.
The peak is only a hundred feet away from Shaolin. There is a bare flat land on the top of the peak, and there are no houses. Only three tall pines stand. The works are arranged in a glyph shape, with their branches thrust into the sky, looking like dragons.
This small mountain peak is the place where the "Three Crossings of Shaolin" in the original book practiced practice!
The "Three Crossings" are the three monks: crossing the disaster, crossing the disaster, and crossing the disaster. Decades ago, they were defeated by Yang Dingtian. When crossing the disaster, Yang Dingtian lost an eye. The three brothers wanted to take revenge.
, I sat in Zen for decades and worked hard to achieve the "Vajra Subduing Demon Circle".
Unfortunately, before the three of them could seek revenge on Yang Dingtian, Yang Dingtian disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. Now the three of them are Shaolin's biggest trump cards.
If the three of them join forces, in the original book, only Zhang Sanfeng may be able to defeat him, and even Zhang Wuji, who has mastered the Nine Suns Magic Skill, is no match for him.
To destroy Shaolin, Sandu was definitely a hurdle, so Xu Qian came here specially to remove this hurdle first.
Looking at the three pine trees under the night, Xu Qian thought about a question in his mind: 'I wonder where Sandu was when Zhao Min defeated Shaolin in the original book? It stands to reason that the movement of Zhao Min's defeat of Shaolin was definitely not small, and Sandu was not
Maybe they didn't know it, but they didn't take action to stop it. There is only one explanation: the three of them felt that even if they took action, they would not be able to defeat the troops brought by Zhao Min, so they simply hid and stayed still.'
A big mystery in the original book: When Zhao Min besieged Shaolin, where was the Sandu monk who could defeat Zhang Wuji?
‘These three old guys know how to protect themselves wisely!’
While thinking about it, Xu Qian held Yitian and dived toward one of the pine trees. His breath was very well controlled, and he lurked in the dark night, walking in silence. When he got within ten feet of the pine tree, he suddenly burst into action.
The sword shadow was swift, and Xu Qian had coated the sword with light-absorbing material in advance, so it did not shine. Before the man in the pine tree could react, the sword pierced his body.
"Ah!"
Only a death scream was heard, and the sword energy instantly tore apart people and trees, but this scream also woke up the people in the other two pine trees.
"Junior brother (senior brother)!"
Two old exclamations rang out, and three lightning-like eyes opened in the dark night, but before they could see clearly who was committing the murder, the silent sword shadow had already struck at the two of them.
The sound of waving iron ropes came in the night, and two long snake-like ropes were strangled with the sword shadow, "pang, pong, pong", and sparks flew out between the sword and the iron rope.
Duhe and Duhe were extremely frightened. Where did this swordsman appear from? Not only did he kill Duhe silently, but he also suppressed them with the two of them joining forces.
Taking advantage of a slight gap, Du'e said: "Who are you, and why did you kill my junior brother?"
But no one responded to him, only the sound of swords and iron ropes clashing continuously.
Suddenly, the sword shadow's moves suddenly changed, and the internal force added to the sword body increased in an instant. He was about to increase his internal force simultaneously when he was about to overcome the disaster, but the sword shadow fell on the iron rope, and the two iron ropes were split instantly.
A dim shadow of the sword then fell into Du'e's eyes.
'He is holding the Yitian Sword, but isn't the Yitian Sword in the hands of the head of Emei? Could it be...' Just as he thought of this, the shadow of the sword enlarged in Du'e's eyes, and he felt a pain in his body, and then lost all consciousness.
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Seeing that the iron rope was cut off, Du Nan had the same idea as Du E. There were not many weapons in the world that could cut the iron rope in their hands. The Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword were two of them. The Dragon Slaying Sword had been missing with Xie Xun for many years.
And this man is obviously holding a sword, it must be the Yitian Sword.
But here comes the problem. The Yitian Sword has always been in the hands of Master Miejie, the leader of Emei, and Miejie went to Guangmingding to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect. How could the Yitian Sword appear here? And it came to attack and kill them!
There is only one explanation for this. Master Miejie has suffered an accident on the Bright Summit, and the Yitian Sword has fallen into the hands of others!
Something unexpected happened to Miu Miu, what about the Shaolin monks who went with her?
I'm afraid it's hard to stay safe!
This man has very high martial arts skills and possesses the Yitian Sword. Both of his senior brothers are dead. He alone cannot resist. The only solution for now is to escape!
The idea of overcoming the crisis changed and he no longer fought against the sword shadow. He broke through the tree hole and fled down the mountain. He had good qinggong and was very fast, but the person who attacked them was faster.
After only a few feet of escaping, his body stagnated. He felt a heart-pounding pain coming from his chest. He stretched out his hand and felt a warm liquid covering his palm.
'This is my blood...' was the last thought in Du Nan's mind. His body fell to the ground in front of him under the action of inertia and never got up again.
After killing Sandu, Xu Qian even confiscated the body and sneaked towards the Shaolin Temple. It was a dark moon and windy night. When he killed and set fire to someone, not long after, screams came from the Shaolin Temple. Each scream represented a Shaolin.
The monk died.
A signal arrow rose in the night sky and bloomed into a firework.
After receiving Xu Qian's signal, more than a hundred Mingjiao disciples who had been prepared went to the Shaolin Temple. Soon, the shouts of killing were everywhere in the Shaolin Temple. The smell of blood overflowed in the temple. The pilgrims who stayed overnight were frightened and hid in the wing and closed their doors tightly.
Doors and windows, dare not make a sound.
They were frightened and curious, who was attacking Shaolin at night?
This is Shaolin, which is also known as the "Taishan Beidou" of martial arts together with Wudang. The sect has been established for nearly a thousand years, and there are endless masters in the temple. A stomp of a foot can cause earthquakes in the world. Who dares to attack?
Listening to the screams and exclamations outside, it seemed that Shaolin was still on the disadvantaged side. This shocked the pilgrims even more. The side that attacked Shaolin was actually going to win? Could it be that Master Zhang came down from Wudang Mountain overnight?
Leading the Six Heroes of Wudang to kill Shaolin?
Are they going to witness history tonight? This thousand-year-old temple, a holy place in the martial arts world, will disappear tonight?
The pilgrims wanted to hide in the wing until everything was over, but this wish soon came to nothing. One monk fled to the courtyard where the pilgrims lived, and the pursuers followed closely, forcing them to leave the wing.
At this time, the pilgrims saw the true appearance of the group of people who caused the massacre in the Shaolin Temple tonight. They were a group of unknown young men, and none of them were masked. This showed that this group of people did not care about their true appearance being seen at all, thus exposing them.
Identity.
After seeing the true appearance of these murderers, the pilgrims all turned pale, closed their eyes and lowered their heads in fear, for fear of being killed, but the murderers did not kill them, and only kept them in the courtyard.
It was not until late at night that the shouts of killing and the screams gradually decreased, but the smell of blood in the temple became stronger. The pilgrims thought to themselves: All the masters of Shaolin may have been slaughtered...
Xu Qian was currently in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, casually flipping through a scripture. This was his first target after sneaking into the Shaolin Temple after killing Sandu last night. More than a dozen monks' corpses lay buried inside and outside the Sutra Pavilion.
, the blood on the corpse has solidified.
A Mingjiao disciple walked into the pavilion from outside and asked Xu Qian: "Master, how should we deal with those pilgrims?"
While reading the scriptures, Xu Qian casually replied: "Let them go, they are not from Shaolin, there is no need to kill them!"
The disciple wondered: "But the leader... let them go, what if this matter is spread?"
Xu Qian asked back: "Could we kill those pilgrims so that the matter would not be spread? This matter cannot be hidden. Sooner or later it will be discovered. There is no difference whether it is sooner or later. It is more beneficial not to kill them than to kill them."
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The disciple of the Ming Cult thought carefully for a moment, understood what Xu Qian meant, and respectfully replied: "I understand, leader!" Then he turned and left.
The sun sets in the early morning, shining in the Shaolin Temple. The main hall and the Buddhist hall are still the same, but the familiar sound of chanting scriptures no longer sounds. A gust of wind blows, and the faint blood smell in the air drifts away...