Just as Emperor Shengde escaped from the Heavenly Prison, Ye Xiuwen was still in seclusion in Hengyang.

Ye Xiuwen believed that the overall situation in the south was no longer a problem. Therefore, there was no need to hurry back to Beijing, not to mention that he was injured at this time, so he planned to stay in seclusion until he recovered from his injuries and then bring a large group of troops back to the capital.

However, Ye Xiuwen was only in seclusion in his room for one day, and Meng Qinglong knocked on the window and said, "Fifth Master, something big happened."

Ye Xiuwen did not shut up, but woke up as soon as there was a sound, and he finished his work and said, "Come in."

Ye Xiuwen said to come in, Meng Qinglong flashed in, lowered his voice again and said, "Fifth Master, something happened, Shaolin was taken away by the Seven-Colored Hell."

"When did it happen?" Ye Xiuwen frowned.

"The news has just arrived. The monks from Shaolin are about to set off. I think this time Shaolin came to quell the rebellion, which is for your sake. And if Shaolin is in trouble, we may not look good if we don't show up." Meng Qinglong said.

"kindness!"

Ye Xiuwen responded and stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look with me."

"Your injury?" Meng Qinglong said.

"It's much better, I want to meet the monks in Shaolin."

Ye Xiuwendao and Meng Qinglong rushed to the residence of the Shaolin monk.

At this time, the monks in Shaolin were packing their luggage, and some of them had already lined up.

Ye Xiuwen arrived at the front of the team, and the Shaolin law enforcement elder was scolding his disciples in line.

"Law Enforcement Elder?" Ye Xiuwen said to the law enforcement elder.

"Ah? King Qingyang? Why did you come out of seclusion?" The law enforcement elder knew that Ye Xiuwen was seriously injured and should be in seclusion at this moment, so he said in surprise.

"I have heard about Shaolin, so I came out of seclusion. Master? Can you listen to me?" Ye Xiuwen said.

"King Qingyang, but it's okay." Zhang Laodao, the law enforcement officer.

"Master, please stay for a while, and I will assemble a large army and return to Shaolin with you." Ye Xiuwen said.

"How can this be made? Although King Qingyang is in good terms with me, Shaolin, the soldiers and horses of the court may not be easy to move." The law enforcement elder declined.

"Hey, how can this be possible? If the emperor knows, he will send troops. The master waits for a while and waits for me to gather troops."

After Ye Xiuwen said that, he said to Meng Qinglong: "Go and tell the Silver King, the Southern King, and the Vermilion Bird, the army gathered, we set off immediately and rushed to Yongzhou."

"Um!"

Meng Qinglong responded and turned around and left. At this time, Ye Xiuwen said to the law enforcement elder: "Elder is waiting for a moment... By the way, I just heard Meng Qinglong say something, the Seven-colored Hell occupy Shaolin. Who are they? Could it be the Seven-colored Venerable?"

"I haven't heard of this path, as if it is the fifth, third, and second in the seven-color hell." The law enforcement elder said.

"I have seen the third brother of the seven-colored hell. This man is about thirty years old. He is wearing a long robe of a literati, with a Xiaoyao fan in his hand, and a large brush behind him, as if he is called Bai Xiaosheng, right?" Ye Xiuwen said.

"Yes, this is the third child of the seven-color hell. Although this person looks like a weak scholar on the surface, his strength is unfathomable.

And the old fifth, known as Qingdao Niu, is also the law-enforcement venerable of the seven-color hell.

She is a Taoist nun, and she thinks that only Taoist dares to respect the saint, so she removed the word "Saint Qing Taoist nun" in her nickname. Otherwise, she should be called "Sheng Qing Taoist nun".

This person has a seventh level of Lingyuan Realm, but that was a year ago. I'm afraid that now, even if he has not broken through the eighth level of Lingyuan Realm, it will be almost the same."

Speaking of this, the law enforcement elder paused for a moment, then seemed to be sorting out his thoughts, and then said: "As for the second son of the seven-colored hell, this person is too difficult. This person is called Black Snake, and he has only heard of his name, but has not seen him."

"Why is this?" Ye Xiuwen asked back.

"According to legend, this man not only has unfathomable martial arts skills, but few people who see him survive.

So he also has two nicknames, the Black Viper and the Black Big Snake.

So this time, if you want to retake Shaolin, this black snake will become our biggest obstacle. And you still have injuries, alas,..."

When the law enforcement elder said this, he sighed. Ye Xiuwen said, "No obstacle, we have so many soldiers, I'm afraid that the seven-color hell will escape when he hears it."

Ye Xiuwendao, but his eyes turned, changed his mind and said to the Shaolin law enforcement elder: "Master, I have a plan."

"Sha? What strategy?" the law enforcement elder asked.

"We do this, then do this, then do this, like this,..."

Ye Xiuwen attached to the law enforcement elder's ear and lowered his voice.

The law enforcement elder was shocked after hearing this: "Prince? Is this OK?"

"Now when the Ming Dynasty is in a turbulent state, it is difficult to maintain peace without using strong medicine. Now Master Xuanku and Master Qingyuan have been transformed one after another, and the Eighteen Arhats have also left for this battle. If I do something for Shaolin, I will feel uneasy!" Ye Xiuwen said.

At this time, the law enforcement elder clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the abbot of the sect, and Master Qingyuan, did not misunderstand the person. The King of Qingyang is righteous and unfair, I admire him."

"The master is over, you leave first, and I will come with people. Remember, you must wait for me." Ye Xiuwen reminded him again, and the law enforcement elder bowed and immediately took people away.

At the same time, Ye Xiuwen rushed to the conference hall to discuss this matter with King Silver, King Nan and Zhuque.

When Ye Xiuwen arrived, the Silver King, the Southern King, the Zhuque, Yue'er and Yuan'er had already arrived, but the army did not gather, only the Zhuque and Yue'er gathered the troops from the six gates.

When Ye Xiuwen heard Meng Qinglong's report, he was a little displeased and asked King Yin and King Nan: "Why don't the two princes gather troops?"

"King Qingyang? Let's say that, when Shaolin is in trouble, we should indeed go to save it. But don't forget that the emperor is still suffering in the capital. If your injury heals, we should go back to Beijing immediately. To rescue the emperor." The Silver King said in a questioning tone.

However, after hearing this, Ye Xiuwen laughed dryly, and then said, "I can understand what the Silver King said, but I can't agree with what you do. Shaolin had Master Xuanku, Eighteen Arhats, Master Qingyuan, and monks who died in battle for my Ming Dynasty. At this time, Shaolin was in trouble, but you said, should you save the emperor first?

The emperor naturally wanted to save him, but at this time, Shaolin was already in dire straits.

You abandon them now, do you want to watch them die?"

"I don't want the Shaolin monks to die, I just hope they can wait. We return to the capital, save the emperor, and then return to save Shaolin. Is this different? King Qingyang? Why can't you turn this corner?"

The Silver King was so anxious that he flicked his hands!......
Chapter completed!