One way and two Buddhas are not that simple.

Xuan Ming shook his head and said, "I acquiesced to the end of the matter, and I will end up with it."

"I've been cowardly for a lifetime, so I should do something I want to do."

When Lefan was cut off his arm, he did not come forward.

The lay disciple was expelled, but he did not come forward.

He did not come forward even when Le Chen died. Now it is related to the thousand-year inheritance of Shaolin. As the abbot of Shaolin, he should take on his own responsibilities.

"But have you ever thought about how to lead him out of Beijing?"

"Don't forget where the capital is!"

As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although the court now has very weak control over the world, it is not yet time for the court to go west.

What's more, it is the capital. It is said that when the palace was being built, Liu Bowen set up a magic circle in the city to block the real immortals on land.

Xuan Ming said calmly: "Use your body as bait, he will come."

Luo Yidao glanced at him and said lightly: "I am the only one, not enough!"

Xuan Ming smiled and said, "I have visited several friends."

Luo Yidao inserted the sword into the ground and turned around and walked towards the hut.

A cold voice came slowly:

"good!"

Even though lay disciples were expelled, when Shaolin was in trouble, many people stood up without hesitation and risked offending the Jinyiwei.

Shaolin is unkind, but they cannot be unrighteous!

After all, it was Shaolin who made them successful!

Some people in the martial arts world are afraid of death, some are greedy for money, but some are handed down.

Xuanming smiled slightly, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Peach blossoms bloom in an instant!

...

Inside the Fushi Department of the North Town,

Lin Mang was having dinner.

Suddenly, the energy of the entire Beizhen Fushi gathered.

A terrifying aura rose from the ground, extremely oppressive.

A thick layer of ice crystals formed on the ground, filled with cold mist.

Lin Mang's expression moved.

Put down the bowls and chopsticks and hurried to the place where the breath explodes.

Soon, he came outside the secret library.

At this moment, the entire Jinyiwei in the Northern Fushi Division was also attracted.

Many people looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

Lin Mang frowned slightly.

This momentum is comparable to that of the Grand Master.

Could it be that old Taoist priest?

"Click..."

Layers of ice crystals spread out on the ground, and dark blue mist spread out.

Clouds and mist gather in the sky, rolling up a majestic cloud of vitality.

At this moment, most of the capital was shocked.

Many masters looked up and looked towards the direction of the Northern Town Fushi.

This mountain-like aura reminded them of a scene a few months ago.

As if confirming Lin Mang's thoughts, the door to the secret library slowly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a figure dressed in a tattered Taoist robe walked out of the secret library.

As he walked out, a layer of ice crystals was covered with the stone gate of the secret library.

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and bowed slightly to Lin Mang.

There was a smile on his face.

I was trapped here for more than ten years and finally made a breakthrough.

...

In the lobby,

Lin Mang picked up the tea and took a sip, looked at the old Taoist priest, and asked with a smile: "Senior, are you planning to leave?"

"No." The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "My deadline is not over, and it will take several years."

"In addition, Lord Lin can call me Zhang Xuanyuan."

"Actually, I should thank Master Lin for his talent."

"Thank me?" Lin Mang said with great interest: "I didn't help you."

Zhang Xuanyuan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Does Lord Lin know about luck?"

"Since ancient times, there have always been people who can help the emperors and generals, and these followers have achieved remarkable achievements."

"Mr. Lin thinks who made it?"

Lin Mang's expression moved slightly.

Zhang Xuanyuan smiled and said, "Yuan Changqing was deposed for twenty years, but he has walked his own path. When did it start?"

He had never thought about it before.

Until recently, it seemed that since the tutor took control of the tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor's tutor until recently, it seemed that he had a

It's like there's a force pushing it out.

His master once calculated for him that he had entered the opportunity of heaven and man three years later.

Zhang Xuanyuan pointed to the Pixiu lying in the yard again and said, "Everyone knows that Pixiu is full of luck, but he doesn't know that Pixiu is also pursuing luck."

Lin Mang put down the teacup and chuckled, "Maybe."

He doesn't believe in luck.

He only believes in the knife in his hand!

After the two communicated for a while, Zhang Xuanyuan returned to the secret library.

...

Time passes quietly,

There was early snow falling in the north.

Lin Mang stood under the eaves and looked up at the sky.

Beside him, Jiang Yuyan was wearing a snow-white coat and carrying a food box.

"It's a turbulent time."

Lin Mang slowly withdrew his gaze and sighed.

This year, there will be locust plague in the north, floods in the south, and Mongolian land barbarians will invade the border Liaodong.

Chaos are beginning to appear!

The entire Beizhen Fufusi Jinyiwei has been transferred to various places, and even many newly recruited Jinyiwei have gone to Kaifeng and other places.

The floods and floods in Kaifeng and other places are the most severe. If the treatment is improper, it may be another turmoil.

If calculated based on official history, the Ningxia Mongolian rebellion is near.

If it weren't for the many things that happened recently, he actually wanted to go to Ningxia.

If you are not of my race, your heart will be different.

Some things need to be resolved as soon as possible.

If you really let it start a turmoil, it will be even more troublesome.

At this time, Tang Qi walked out of the courtyard, holding a secret report in his hand.

"Sir, letter from Fujian Jinyiwei."

Lin Mang chuckled and said lightly: "It seems that Nan Shaolin has taken action."
To be continued...