"King Qingyang!"

"Fifth Master!"

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But when Ye Xiuwen and others arrived, Zhuque, Qiongqi, and Bi Fang's three doors knelt on the ground with their swords.

But the names of everyone are different. The sword-wearing name of the Zhuque Gate is called Ye Xiuwen by King Qingyang, while the people from Qiongqi Gate and Bifang Gate call Ye Xiuwen by the Fifth Master.

The sword-bearing man from the Zhuque Gate was surprised, but Ye Xiuwen waved his hand and said, "Get up."

"Here!"

Everyone stood up, and Ye Xiuwen said: "I also know that you are working hard. We are almost exhausted in Hengyang in this battle. I originally wanted to rest for a few more days in Hengyang. But there was another problem with Shaolin Temple.

The second black snake in the seven-color hell, the third hundred Xiaosheng, took out a fifth Taoist nun and occupied the Shaolin Temple.

You all should know Shaolin Temple, right? It is the temple that the emperor values ​​the most.

Moreover, Shaolin's deaths and injuries in this battle for Jiangnan are extremely heavy.

First, Master Xuanku advised Xiao Lingfeng not to raise an army, but was cruelly killed by Xiao Lingfeng. Then the Eighteen Arhats died on the road to retreat in order to ensure the safe withdrawal of our Ming army.

In the battle of Hengyang, everyone here also saw that Master Qingyuan, in order to let me kill Xiao Lingfeng, he finally died with Xiao Lingfeng.

So we must help in this battle in Shaolin. Do you have any objections to those here?"

Ye Xiuwen asked back at the end, but how dare everyone have any objections? He just kept refusing to promise.

"Haha, the morale is not high? But it doesn't matter. When I arrive in Yongzhou, I will have money. I don't have to go back to the capital. I will give you a reward first..."

"well!......"

Ye Xiuwen had not finished speaking, but his morale rose. It was a world of difference from before.

"Your success is really embarrassing to me?" Zhuque said angrily.

"Hey, people die for money, birds die for food, this is a fixed number of heaven and earth. I think I like them very much. It is natural to kill people and get money, hahaha!"

Ye Xiuwen laughed, but the six doors of the swords shouted long live the Qingyang King. Because they felt that following people like Qingyang King would be the most enjoyable. Putting aside all justice and loyalty and filial etiquette, the most important thing is to pick up: people die for money and birds die for food.

Just one classic saying is enough. For example, those who speak benevolence, righteousness, morality, loyalty, filial piety, etiquette, and shame. If you ask him, what are you doing if you don’t give you money?

He would definitely wave his hand and say: I won’t do it.

So such people are too hypocritical. Ye Xiuwen is different. If you don’t tell you about loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, or whether you are right or wrong about this matter, just tell you that you will work hard with me today, and then I will give you as much as possible.

And who doesn't like such people?

The six doors of the sword suddenly had a high morale. But Ye Xiuwen suppressed their voice and said, "Don't just be happy, use all your abilities. We set off for half a day with the monks of Shaolin Temple and followed them. Until night, we followed the monks of Shaolin Temple and went up the mountain. Remember, the person we were going to kill this time was the seven-color hell.

By the way, what if you meet the masters of the Seven Colors Hell?”

Ye Xiuwen suddenly asked again.

"Attack them in groups." One of the masters of Suzaku Hall said.

"stupid!"

Ye Xiuwen said that he was stupid with a knife, and he stuck out his tongue and quickly retreated.

At this time, Ye Xiuwen said again: "This kind of idea is unsatisfactory! There are three masters in the Seven Color Hell in Shaolin Temple. I don't know where it is. If you meet them, you will definitely die. So, once you encounter such a master, you have two things to do. First: escape. Second: throw out sparks to report to me. Because these masters are not something you can deal with, I don't want you to die in vain. Do you understand?"

"Here!"

Everyone spoke in unison, and they all praised Ye Xiuwen for his goodness in their hearts. They thought to themselves: The King of Qingyang is so kind. When they meet a master, they are afraid that they will die and let them escape and report the news. If they change to another commander, I am afraid that whoever runs away will be killed. But the King of Qingyang is not like this, and said: When you meet a master, you only need to do two things. The first thing to escape, the second thing to report the news, and throw out a fireworks. Isn’t that a problem?

Therefore, everyone praised the goodness of King Qingyang in their hearts.

After everyone agreed, the troops began to divide into multiple teams and hid in the forest.

There must be more than 10,000 people with swords on the Six Doors, and so many people. If they act together, they will inevitably be known to the spies of the Seven Colors Hell.

However, it is strange at this time. How did the Seven Colors Hell know that Shaolin is empty and takes advantage of the situation?

And this matter starts with Qing Dao Gu occupying the head of the Beggars' Sect.

Qing Daogu took advantage of the empty army of the Beggars' Sect and occupied the Beggars' Sect. Later, he found out that the Beggars' Sect was defeated, and Mu Jiugong, Empress Ma and others disappeared.

Qing Dao Gu was complacent and thought to himself: I did the right thing, and the Beggars' Sect is indeed over. I have obtained the foundation of the Beggars' Sect for many years in vain.

The news was sent back to the main altar of the Seven Color Hell. The Seven Color Hell's elder three hundred Xiaosheng was uncontrollable and thought to himself: This is an opportunity. And when he heard the imperial army heading south, he went to find Qingdao Gu with the Seven Color Hell's elder black snake.

When Bai Xiaosheng and Qing Dao Gu talked about this, the two hit it off. This was the best time for the Seven Colors Hell to expand its power.

Three people conquered multiple sects in Yanzhou and Tengzhou. At this moment, someone heard that Shaolin Temple had come out in full swing and went to Jiangnan to fight against the Tianxia Alliance. And he also heard that Master Xuanku of Shaolin and the eighteen Arhats were all killed in battle. The imperial army was fighting against the Tianxia Alliance in Hengyang, and the war was probably not optimistic.

Upon hearing the news, Bai Xiaosheng calculated.

Logically speaking, they can't move Shaolin Temple. Even though Shaolin masters have all come out, Shaolin has a century of foundation.

However, this was broken by the rebel monks in Shaolin.

This person is a fireman from Shaolin Temple. He was depressed and unsuccessful in Shaolin. His martial arts skills were extremely high, but he was not valued and kept burning fire in Shaolin Temple.

But when he saw that all the masters of Shaolin had gone down the mountain, he went down the mountain himself. He found a tavern to drink.

After drinking a lot of wine, he began to recite poems: "The Xuanshi seeks talent and seeks expelled ministers, and Jia Sheng's talent is even more incompetent. It's a pity that the seat is empty in the middle of the night, and he doesn't ask the people about ghosts and gods."

This is Li Shangyin's poem, which says that because the emperor's mind is not about seeking talents, talent cannot be used even if he has talent.

The first two lines of the poem are to be suppressed, and Emperor Wen of Han called him "seeking talents, but not seeking talents." The last two lines criticized Emperor Wen for not paying attention to talents with the fact that "don't ask the people and ask ghosts and gods", and lamented that Jia Sheng was full of talent but was not valued, just to satisfy Emperor Wen's curiosity.

So at this time, this Toutuo was sighing that he could not get the value of Shaolin Temple.

By the way, Bai Xiaosheng happened to pass by here and heard the poem. He saw that this person with no hair on his head and shaved four outer circles like a pot lid, and he had a plan! ...
Chapter completed!