Chapter 131

He still had no small measure of confidence.

Of course.

Even if he didn't get it, it didn't matter.

In any case, the main purpose of this trip was still to recruit Li Taibai.

If he really could recruit him.

A mere spiritual herb of two thousand years' age — he truly wouldn't care!

The most important thing was.

After the exposure by the Heavenly Dao Golden List.

He already had some understanding of Li Taibai's habits.

Such a fine opportunity as the Huashan Sword Discussion — to show off one's brilliance before all the heroes of the world, before countless experts.

Would Li Taibai let it slip by?!

Hard to say.

Without even needing to actively approach the Qinglong Society, he could meet Li Taibai himself!

"Naturally, no objection."

Si Hanfei, who had thought of the same point.

Smiled faintly and agreed.

At the same time.

A thick fighting spirit welled up in his heart.

Clearly, having not crossed hands with anyone for many years.

He was also somewhat itching for a fight.

"Good! Then let me wish my clan uncle an early victory in advance!"

"This Khan will await the good news in the imperial city."

Tie Muzhen said with a deep chuckle.

The same scene was also unfolding in the Great Ming, Great Song, and Great Qing dynasties.

Only, compared to Tie Muzhen's schadenfreude.

The hearts of the lords of these three great dynasties were filled with intense wariness!

They had been frightened by Ximen Wudi's style of conduct and his utterly Gu Ji attitude!

At the same time.

Because of Song Huang Zhao Ji's scheme, similar thoughts had also arisen.

If, he too took out a two-thousand-year spiritual herb.

Could he also take the chance to recruit one or two experts?

Once this thought emerged.

It immediately took root and grew wildly in the hearts of the three Emperors.

Before they knew it, they fell into contemplation, quietly mulling over its feasibility.

Great Song, Yunzhou Shaolin Temple.

Compared to the near-deafening uproar outside.

At this moment, Shaolin was terrifyingly quiet!

Even the atmosphere carried a faint sense of a storm about to break!

Inside the Mahavira Hall.

As one figure after another appeared in succession.

Abbot Xuan Ci sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, eyes tightly shut, his face showing no ripple.

Only after everyone had arrived did he slowly speak.

"Have you come to demand an accounting of my crimes?"

"What do you think? Do you know how the jianghu is talking about our Shaolin right now?"

"Or do you want Shaolin's centuries of prestige destroyed in a single morning?!"

Xuan Nan roared, his face full of discontent.

That smooth forehead, because he was speaking with too much agitation, had veins showing.

Not a trace of a Shaolin master's bearing remained.

Though Xuan Ku, Xuan Bei, and the others beside him said nothing.

The expressions on their faces were likewise filled with displeasure.

The gazes they turned on him carried a hint of accusation.

"Finished?" Xuan Ci opened his eyes.

His tone was calm and unhurried.

As if none of this outside had produced the slightest effect on him.

"You!..." Xuan Nan was at a loss for words.

In his heart, he felt even more aggrieved.

As if the ultimate move he had been holding back for so long had struck nothing but cotton.

Xuan Ci, seeing this, did not spare him a glance.

Raising his head, he met the gazes of the others squarely, was silent for two seconds, then spoke lightly.

"Now is not the time to assign blame."

"This matter has come about in a strange way, and the news has spread far too fast. It's obvious someone did it deliberately."

"In that case, does it even matter whether this old monk committed such a crime or not?"

The crowd fell silent at his words, having no reply.

One after another, they lapsed into silence.

Even the originally somewhat aggressive momentum dissipated into nothing at this moment.

Seeing this.

A glint flashed through Abbot Xuan Ci's eyes.

He deliberated for a few moments, then continued.

"For this Huashan Sword Discussion, not only must we go, we must go with great fanfare!"

"Furthermore, at critical moments, we still need to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, to strike the mountain and shock the tiger!"

"Regardless of whether this matter is true or false, whatever ironclad evidence the other side produces, we must insist to the last that it is a frame-up!"

"Otherwise, Yunzhou Shaolin's centuries of foundation will be destroyed in a single morning, and we shall all be sinners!"

Once these words were spoken.

The crowd shuddered all over, instinctively frowning and falling into thought.

It must be said.

That one could sit upon the seat of Abbot of Yunzhou Shaolin.

Abbot Xuan Ci, whether in eloquence or wisdom, was extraordinary.

With only a few brief sentences.

He not only linked his own past misdeeds to Yunzhou Shaolin's reputation.

Even the crowd's fury was dispelled in an instant.

Moreover, he thereby united everyone's heart as one, to face the enemy together!

From this, one could see how terrifying he was!.

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Yuelai Inn.

As the earliest and largest chain inn in the Nine Provinces.

At this moment, because of the Huashan Sword Discussion and the Yunzhou Shaolin Temple turmoil.

The inn had already received no small number of jianghu folk.