Chapter 127

“Di Di Shitian? His big plan must be dragon slaying!”

“Activate the Heaven-rank number one spy at Heaven’s Gate and have him keep a close eye on Di Di Shitian.”

“Once he really wants to slay the dragon, send the news back immediately.”

Ying Ying Ziyu ordered.

The spies under him were also divided into levels.

According to the spies in various top-tier forces in the Nine Provinces, there were at least ten people at each level.

These people didn't know each other’s identities.

Only Ying Ying Ziyu, Jin Luo I, and the Gold Gongs responsible for the Night Watchers in various regions knew of their existence and how to contact them.

“This subordinate understands!”

Jin Luo I said; he would never disobey Ying Ying Ziyu’s orders.

Moreover, he would earnestly complete any task assigned by Ying Ying Ziyu.

Without asking for reasons, without asking for right or wrong.

In Jin Luo I’s heart, whatever Ying Ying Ziyu said was correct.

This was the highest standard in the hearts of all Night Watchers.

“Master, there is one more thing.”

“Zhou Zhou Zhiruo of the Mount Emei Sect, Lin Lin Shiyin of the Great Ming, and Wang Jiang Yuyan of the Northern Song have also entered the territory of our Great Qin.”

“In addition, Qingniao has become the Xia Kui of the Nong Family and has been waiting for your next instructions.”

Jin Luo I said.

When he reported the situation, he didn't report it wherever he thought of it.

But felt which matter was more important, so he reported that one first, and then deduced from there.

“I know, tell Qingniao to eliminate the part of the Nong Family that split off as soon as possible; if any aid is needed, just say so.”

“Must firmly grasp the Nong Family in hand; this is part of my plan.”

Ying Ying Ziyu said.

“This subordinate understands!”

After speaking, Jin Luo I left.

After explaining these things, Ying Ying Ziyu laughed.

Zhou Zhou Zhiruo, Lin Lin Shiyin, and Wang Jiang Yuyan had come, and seven people had gathered in Xianyang territory all at once.

Enough to summon a divine dragon!

As for how to appease these people, Ying Ying Ziyu naturally had plans long ago.

Loving each other is what makes a family!

Ying Ying Ziyu had this confidence and grasp.

……

Northern Song, Shaolin Temple.

Since Abbot Abbot Zilan Xuan Ci’s scandal was exposed.

Although the status of Shaolin Temple in the Northern Song martial arts world remained unshakable.

However, many people already felt that the monks in Shaolin Temple were all empty shells and felt that Shaolin Temple was hiding filth.

In the Scripture Library, the Sweeping Monk knew the current situation of Shaolin Temple like the back of his hand.

Looking at the pile of fallen leaves in front of him, he put his palms together and said indifferently: “Everything has its cause and effect.”

“The cause of the day before, the fruit of today.”

“Bodhidharma Patriarch, you who are facing the wall in the back mountain, can you still see through the various changes in the Nine Provinces today?”

The Sweeping Monk looked at the back mountain of Shaolin Temple.

That was where Bodhidharma Patriarch, who founded Shaolin Temple, lived.

He was the true pillar of Shaolin Temple; if he didn't fall, Shaolin Temple wouldn't fall.

However, the Nine Provinces had been changing recently, making it impossible for people to see what was hidden behind it; the Sweeping Monk couldn't see through this situation, and didn't know how to break it.

Wanting Shaolin Temple to stay out of it, after the Abbot Zilan Xuan Ci incident, this wish was obviously impossible.

Since they were already in the vortex, they had to survive in the vortex.

If it were in the past, the Sweeping Monk would have absolute certainty.

But this time his heart told him that the situation was very unusual.

“Be at ease!”

Bodhidharma Patriarch’s voice entered the Sweeping Monk’s ears.

“Amitabha!”

The Sweeping Monk put his palms together toward the back mountain and bowed his head to chant.

Bodhidharma Patriarch responded, which proved that things were still beyond the Patriarch’s control.

The Sweeping Monk felt a trace of peace of mind.

Just then, the Gold List vibrated.

The words on it clearly wrote: Martial Arts Sect List, Sixth Place—Shaolin Temple!

——

Fifteen thousand tomorrow!

[Martial Arts Sect List, Sixth Place!]

[Shaolin Temple!]

[Sect Master: Abbot Abbot Fangzheng!]

[Realm: Late Grandmaster!]

[Number of Sect Powerhouses: One Land Immortal Heaven-Immortal realm, five Land Immortal Heaven-Human realm, four Land Immortal Innate realm, six Land Immortal Mortal realm, twenty Grandmasters, thirty Masters, over two hundred Innate realm!]

[Number of Sect Members: Over a thousand!]

[Reward: Heaven-grade mid-level treasure: Mysterious Yellow Sanskrit Sound Kasaya, which releases bursts of Sanskrit sounds when used, making people rise the idea of putting down the butcher knife and converting to Buddhism in their hearts; used for the sect, it can act as a protective role.]

[Cultivating Buddhist martial arts will get twice the result with half the effort, can make Buddhist disciples enlightened, inspire wisdom roots, and achieve sudden enlightenment.]

Seeing this, the Sweeping Monk, who had always been calm, showed rare surprise on his face.

He had originally been worried that Shaolin Temple would have a bad result in this Nine Provinces vortex.

He had just heard Bodhidharma Patriarch’s reply and had calmed down a bit.

As a result, Shaolin Temple climbed the Gold List.

The rewards obtained also had such a great blessing for Buddhism.

This was tantamount to pushing Shaolin Temple to the forefront, making Shaolin Temple the public enemy of Buddhism in the Nine Provinces.

“It’s truly an eventful autumn!”

The Sweeping Monk shook his head.

He didn't think that Bodhidharma Patriarch’s Land Immortal Heaven-Immortal realm would play a decisive role in the upcoming Nine Provinces changes.

The higher the realm, the more one understands a truth—the Nine Provinces is unfathomable!

The Nine Provinces is vast, and it is unknown how many hidden forces are lurking in it, among which there must be more powerful existences.

Otherwise, Bodhidharma Patriarch wouldn't have been facing the wall in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years, pondering supreme and strong martial arts techniques, in order to seek breakthroughs in realm and strength.

“Tell me in detail about Abbot Zilan Xuan Ci’s matter.”

Bodhidharma appeared beside the Sweeping Monk at some point.

His tone was very light, but it could be heard very clearly.

“Patriarch, this junior thinks we should summon all the high monks in Shaolin Temple who are in seclusion.”

“Now the Nine Provinces is in an era of great change and great contention; if we don't think of a way, I’m afraid it will be very unfavorable for the future development of Shaolin Temple.”

“Secondly, the Heavenly Dao’s reward this time is also very unfavorable for our Shaolin Temple.”

“The Buddhist forces in the Nine Provinces, in order to improve their sect’s strength, will inevitably have ideas about the Mysterious Yellow Sanskrit Sound Kasaya.”

“Even Buddhism outside the Nine Provinces will participate.”

“Buddhist forces in countries like Tubo, Dongying, Tianzhu, and Siam will inevitably send people.”

The Sweeping Monk put his palms together and said his thoughts.