Recently, a group of monks came to Suzhou City. They all looked dull, but their clothes were very glamorous. Needless to say, the group of monks who escaped from Shaolin Temple, led by Zhang Huen, had only more than 1,900 Shaolin monks who were left behind, and escaped and disappeared half of them. Some monks disagree with him and went to Nan Shaolin. Some monks were unwilling to obey the command of a lay disciple. They went to Wutai Mountain, Tiantai Mountain, Lushan and other temples. There were only 216 monks who came to Suzhou. Among them, Fang Zheng and Master Fang Sheng were all monks of the minor generation, and among these monks, there were 184 monks.+

Their identity is no longer a Shaolin disciple. Six days ago, the Chinese Mountain Sect had burned the Shaolin foundation. The monks fought and died one after another. Even the sweeping monks were not among the ten thousand horses of the Huashan Sect. The rumors said that they trapped the sweeping monk in the Bodhidharma cave and closed it with smoke and fire. It took three days before the sweeping monks passed away came.

A group of monks stood under the largest restaurant in Suzhou. All the silver notes swept through Zhang Hu'en's rivers and lakes turned into their expenses along the way. Finally, they bought dry food steamed buns and prepared to find a dilapidated temple room outside Suzhou City to temporarily shelter from the wind and rain.

Seeing these monks gnawing on steamed buns and pancakes and thinking about their generous life in Shaolin, Zhang Huen shook his head and dragged such a large team to settle down. It was a problem.

The martial arts people who came and went to look at the group of exterminated monks with different expressions, but no one dared to make any decisions about them. Shaolin Temple has a deep accumulation and a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Who knows if there are any masters among these monks?

"Mo Chou, does Suzhou's power seem very complicated?"

Zhang Hu'en said in a low voice, Mo Chou drank a cup of tea, and the sneaky figures that kept appearing on the streets and alleys said:

"Suzhou Pingtong Escort Agency, Eight Immortals Sword Sect, Pudu Temple, Shenquan Sect, Haisha Gang, Youlong Gang, Duxian Sect, these seven sects united to fight against Yanziwu. Everyone has their own ideas, how can they not be confused?"

Of course, the chaotic group of monks was clean, and monks dressed with robes decorated with gold-edged monks were surrounded by the leader. The Wu Dynasty was no longer able to do so, and the monks had nowhere to take their salaries. The people in the martial arts world all ate themselves. The bandits who occupied the tiger skins and robbed locally and robbed along the way have already filled the whole world. Sects like Pudu Temple that occupied the southern city of Suzhou have completely lost the meaning of Buddhism, and have fallen into the whirlpool of robbing territory with the second and third-rate sects in the world.

"Are you Shaolin disciples who escaped from Shaoshi Mountain?"

The people who came said it was polite. The Shaolin monks kept silent. Zhang Hu's support was with Zhang Hu's responsibility for everything, big and small. He walked out and looked at the monks and said:

"What's wrong with you?"

"We host to let you go."

"What are you hosts? You don't even say the word "Application?"

"So brave!"

The leading monk shouted loudly and said:

"You stray dogs dare to be arrogant here..."

"Bang!"

Zhang Hu'en took a palm from the air and immediately slashed the golden monk. When the monks who were traveling with them saw them take action, they immediately beat him with sticks. Zhang Hu'en clicked a few times and pulled back. Mochou's ice soul silver needle swept over, and immediately dozens of ice sculptures were added to the scene.

"The demon monk witch is the demon monk witch!"

The people in the martial arts world recognized the two of their signature martial arts and screamed in surprise. The remaining monks rushed to run away. Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng and the monks silently recited Amitabha Buddha with a group of monks. Zhang Hu'en said with a smile:

"Chasing! There is no place to eat, so they come to provoke me. We should be planning to do it."

A group of monks followed him to Nancheng. After walking around the streets for about half a quarter of an hour on the road, he came to the Pudu Temple. The Pudu Temple was on a very lively street. From a distance, he found that there were a group of people gathered. However, the other six sects heard about the demon monks and witches, and they all came to support Pudu Temple. Xiong Yuanxian, the chief escort of Pingtong Escort Agency, relied on his connections in the scene, blocked everyone with a golden sword, and shouted:

"As the saying goes, a strong dragon does not suppress local snakes. You are eminent monks from the West. Do you have to treat martial arts fanatics so rudely?"

"Get out!"

Zhang Hu'en was upset when he saw him and reached out to point his hand. Xiong Yuanxian quickly blocked the knife with a knife and pointed it on the thick knife surface. The big knife was immediately broken into two pieces. Xiong Yuanxian looked at the broken knife in his hand, looked frightened and shouted:

"The outsiders have bullied the locals, brothers are standing side by side."

When he turned around, he saw that no one dared to move. He felt shameless and cursed with shamelessness. He then took his subordinates away. The remaining leaders of the sects saw that the other party was extremely skilled and he was no match at all. He quickly moved away and said:

"We are all fellow martial arts, so don't hurt the harmony."

Zhang Hu'en led the monks into Pudu Temple. Before he could take a closer look, he heard the whistle and dozens of sticks greeted them. Zhang Hu'en sneered, waved the knife, and the fiery red flame immediately burned all the sticks, and they were divided into two pieces, falling all over the ground with a slight slap. The young monks looked at the broken stick in their hands and were shocked. They all took a few steps back together. An old monk walked out with the help of his disciples and said together:

"Amitabha, I wonder what the Shaolin monk is trying to come to the door this time?"

Zhang Hu'en retreated sideways, and Fang Zheng walked out and said:

"Amitabha, I'm Shaolin's first witness. I've escaped here today and I'll have to bother you in your temple for a few days."

"It turns out that it is Master Fang Zheng, I am a monk, Daoqing, and I have met Master."

The disciples of Pudu Temple dared not speak out, but the monk Daoqing had to follow him this time. The Shaolin monks were settled in Pudu Temple and soon controlled the few disciples of Pudu Temple. Zhang Hu'en and Daoqing reached an agreement that the monks would not establish a sect or seize the property of Pudu Temple. They also helped Pudu Temple teach their disciples and consolidate their power. The condition was that Pudu Temple was responsible for providing for these guests.

Since the Shaolin monk entered Pudu Temple, the heads of the other six sects have asked people to come and see the ceremony. Seeing that the Shaolin monks had no intention of occupying the magpie's nest, they have been relatively relaxed. Everyone was suppressed by Yanziwu and could hardly hold on. Now there are a bunch of foreign players. As long as they don't go to drive them away, there will be no conflicts and more support. Why not do it?

The storm of the world suddenly arose. Since Shaolin destroyed Songshan and Huashan destroyed Shaolin, the Wudang Sect joined forces with the Quanzhen Sect, the Beggars' Sect and the Four Yue Sword Sects started a fierce battle. After another killing, no one got any benefits. They retreated to their territory and began to consolidate their sphere of influence. Half a month later, Gu Hongzi, the new leader of the Emei Sect, died in Jinding. The Emei Sect, which was in name only, was finally wiped out by the Qingcheng Sect, which also opened the curtain for the large forces to begin annexing small forces.

Within one month, the Duan clan of Dali integrated Tianlong Temple and destroyed the Wuliang Sword Sect, Shennong Gang, and Wanjie Valley, completely expelled the forces of the Five Poison Sect from Nanzhao and became one of the three evil spirits in the southwest; the Qingcheng Sect integrated the remnants of Emei and dominated Shuzhong; the Iron Palm Sect destroyed the remnants of the martial arts in Hunan, and the Funiu Sect devoted themselves to the Iron Palm Sect in order to protect themselves; the rest of the rest are not repeated. In short, the world has now formed the nineteen major sects dominated by Wudang, Quanzhen, Dali Duan clan, Xiaoyao, Gusu Murong, Sun and Moon Divine Sect, Beggar Gang, Xingsu Sect, Taohua Island, Ming Sect, Huashan, Changle Gang, Iron Palm Sect, Kunlun, Blood Sword Sect, Shenlong Sect, Red Flower Society, Tiandi Society, and Kongtong. Although the other small sects are still struggling, their foundation is weak and will sooner or later be destroyed in the struggles in the martial arts world.

Shaolin monks lived in Pudu Temple, so they naturally had to contribute to Pudu Temple. Zhang Hu'en took over the task of revitalizing the sect in the hands of the sweeping monk, so they naturally had to "do their best" to the cause of Shaolin resumption. Due to the increasing fighting in the martial arts world, the number of actors is declining. He has rarely made any creation points recently. In addition, the tendency to be possessed by the devil, in a saying, Zhang Hu'en's big knife is already hungry and thirsty.

The Pudu Temple hopes that they can participate in tomorrow's operation against Yanziwu. In fact, they are snatching the former site of Guiyun Zhang on the edge of Taihu Lake. The number of disciples of the seven sects is similar to that of Yanziwu, but the high-end combat power is insufficient. So the monk Daoqing came to Fang Zheng and hoped that the Shaolin monks would do some efforts. Zhang Hu'en volunteered to take over the task. This time he did not bring Mo Chou with him. He followed the monks of Pudu Temple to meet in Taihu Lake alone. The disciples of the seven sects had a total of only more than 2,000. Fortunately, the southerners were not as good as those of the northerners.

If you are good at fighting, you naturally cannot compare to the power of Huashan's cavalry with tens of thousands of cavalry. It is said that there are only 1,500 people in Yanziwu, but the combat power is generally stronger than that of the disciples of the Seven Sects. The disciples of the Seven Sect have no friendship with Zhang Hu'en, and will not take the initiative to come to make friends. The Shaolin monk naturally has to leave, and he may become enemies in the future, so he did not communicate at all. He just gathered silently on the edge of Taihu Lake, looking at the former site of Guiyunzhuang ahead, which has been occupied by the Gusu Murong family, the Gusu Wang family, as a gatekeeper, and recruited disciples.

The disciples of the seven sects just need to wait until the evening to launch an attack and try their best to kill the new disciples recruited by the Wang family for the Murong family. If they can rob Guiyunzhuang, it is the best. If they cannot, it is also good to kill Yanziwu disciples to the best of their strength.
Chapter completed!