Chapter 203

He usually did not show his face in the Shaolin Temple, and even many people in the Shaolin Temple did not know of his existence.

Even the previous Abbot Zilan Xuan Ci did not know.

This was also the status quo of many hermit experts in the Shaolin Temple.

Most other sects that had been passed down for a long time were also like this; until the very last moment, one would never know how many experts were hidden in the sect.

However, this did not hinder their concern for the sect in the slightest.

The Sweeping Monk was just like this.

He did not show his face usually, but in his heart, he was always thinking about and worrying about the Shaolin Temple.

"This statement is reasonable!"

Bodhidharma Patriarch said indifferently.

He founded the Shaolin Temple with one hand, so he naturally would not watch the Shaolin Temple be destroyed.

Soon, including the current Abbot Master Fangzheng, Bodhidharma Patriarch called all the high monks in the Shaolin Temple who were in seclusion to the back mountain.

When Master Fangzheng saw these people who only existed in the legends of the Shaolin Temple, he was incomparably shocked in his heart.

If it weren't for the Golden List, he might never have known in this lifetime that there were so many high monks in the Shaolin Temple, and that even Bodhidharma Patriarch was still alive.

Bodhidharma Patriarch sensed the Mysterious Yellow Sanskrit Sound Kasaya rewarded by the Heavenly Dao and found that it was also helpful to him.

This made him feel somewhat surprised.

It also gave him a clearer understanding of the Heavenly Dao's rewards.

"Alright."

"Since everyone is here."

"Let us discuss the next direction for the Shaolin Temple."

Bodhidharma Patriarch put down the Kasaya and said with a calm gaze.

At his current realm, even if external objects were helpful to him.

He would not be greedy enough to occupy the whole thing, but would share it out, letting everyone enjoy it together.

"Amitabha!"

Everyone said in unison.

……

Northern Song, Bianliang.

Song Huizong Zhao Ji frowned.

He did not know the realm divisions within Land Immortals.

However, having looked at the list so many times, he also understood that the one introduced at the very beginning was definitely the most powerful.

The ones in front were all Heavenly Man Realm, and this suddenly appeared a Heavenly Immortal Realm.

The latter must definitely be even more powerful than the former.

This made Zhao Ji feel very displeased in his heart.

In his view, within the Nine Provinces, besides Daoism, all other sects and forces should be completely eradicated.

"Minister Huang, is this person at the Heavenly Immortal Realm the one who stopped you back then?"

Zhao Ji's tone and attitude were both very bad.

He was not like this towards Huang Chang; he was purely unhappy with the Shaolin Temple.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, no!"

"There are at least three people inside the Shaolin Temple who are on par with me."

"This powerful expert at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, I deduce, might be the Patriarch of the Shaolin Temple, Bodhidharma!"

Huang Chang's tone was extremely firm.

As a Land Immortal, he knew clearly how mysterious Land Immortals were.

The changes in every realm were very large.

Without personally reaching that step, one could never experience it.

"What?"

"Bodhidharma?"

"Didn't he die a long time ago?"

Song Huizong Zhao Ji asked incredulously.

It was no wonder he was so surprised; after all, Bodhidharma was already a person of several hundred years old.

In the cognition of normal people, such a person would have long since returned to dust and earth, dead thoroughly; how could he still be alive?

"Your Majesty, once one steps into Land Immortal, one can no longer be treated as a normal person."

"Especially powerful Land Immortals, their abilities are all unfathomable."

"Without personally fighting them, one will never know what strange methods they have, and even less know how long they have actually lived."

After Huang Chang finished saying this, he sighed for a long time.

Not to mention others, just himself alone, as long as no accidents occurred, living for several hundred years was simply easy.

"It really is a terrifying and strange matter."

Zhao Ji's tone carried fear and also carried envy.

Fear because he realized for the first time that Land Immortals were no longer mortals.

Envy because Land Immortals could live for a very long time.

He himself did not have the talent for cultivation.

However, even so, it could not change his attitude towards the Shaolin Temple.

Just at this moment, a secret agent of the Imperial City Division suddenly appeared.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Urgent reports from Liang Shan and the south."

"Liang Shan leader Song Jiang died suddenly."

"Fang La's army in the south is advancing like a hot knife through butter and has already occupied most of the land in the south."

The agent of the Imperial City Division stated the intelligence in detail.

These people only had the qualifications to transmit intelligence and did not have the qualifications to give suggestions.

"How is this possible?"

Song Huizong Zhao Ji widened his eyes in great surprise.

What he was surprised about was naturally not Song Jiang's death, but why the insurgent army led by Fang La could develop so quickly.

From the uprising until now, it had only been half a year; how could they occupy most of the land in the south? No matter how one thought about it, this was a thing that could not be done.

Huang Chang frowned tightly; the thing he was worried about had indeed happened.

The person behind the scenes had taken action once again.

The intensity of this time and the shaking of the Northern Song were more serious than the Shaolin Temple incident.

Stirring up the Shaolin Temple only messed up the martial arts world of the Northern Song and could not hurt the foundation of the Northern Song, but Liang Shan and Fang La were different.

These two were insurgent armies, and what they directly shook was the rule of the Northern Song.

Moreover, the Liang Shan matter happened too suddenly.

Originally, he had already secretly sent people to contact Song Jiang and knew that the other party had the idea of wanting to be recruited.

Both sides had already secretly discussed all matters and were just waiting for Song Huizong to issue an edict, and everything could be accomplished naturally.

By then, they would arrange for these Liang Shan people to pacify Fang La.

No matter who won, it would be a good thing for the Northern Song court.

Everything was planned very well.

But accidents happened at such a time.

"Damn it, who exactly is it? Why use such methods against my Great Song?"

Huang Chang's mood was somewhat irritable.

The plans were all disrupted, and next, not only did they have to re-plan.

They also had to think about how to quickly pacify Fang La's rebellion, otherwise the Northern Song would definitely be hurt to the bones.

By then, the Northern Song would simply have no way to fend off the Great Liao in the north, the Western Xia in the northwest, and the Southern Song in the south.

"Minister Huang, what should be done now?"

Song Huizong Zhao Ji also panicked and had no ideas in his heart at all.