Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

Shaolin Temple.

The sweeping monk who was giving a sermon suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

"All things are impermanent, and this is the law of arising and ending; life must cease, and that is bliss."

"Amitabha!"

The Shaolin abbot asked, "Senior monk, what do you mean by this?"

The sweeping monk sighed deeply, "The catastrophe of Jiuzhou is coming, and it is time for us, the Buddhist disciples, to save all living beings from suffering."

The abbot put his hands together and said, "Senior monk is old, and the matter of exorcising demons and monsters will be left to us."

The sweeping monk also put his hands together, "Amitabha, I have lived for 180 years, and have seen countless joys and sorrows, and the rise and fall of many sects in the Central Plains. Now that the catastrophe of the human race has come, how can I retreat?"

A monk from the Dharma Academy asked, "May I ask, senior monk, where did Haojie come from this time?"

The sweeping monk looked into the distance, looking towards the direction of the capital: "The Daming Palace, the gate to the underworld."

"The underworld... Doesn't this mean that the enemy is a ghost? "What?" The abbot said: "The senior Dharma is deep, but it is the real living Buddha of my Shaolin Temple. It is a testimony of Shaolin. This battle allows our juniors to go. Come ... "" Then go without returning! "... Feiyan Town, located in the boundary between Daming and Da Yuan. A broken arm man burst into a simple house. The one who opened the door was an old man with gray hair, vigorous and with bulging temples.

"You are..."

"Ancestors, please accept my respects!"

The man with the broken arm bowed his head and kowtowed three times on the bluestone floor.

"Gusu Murong family..."

"That's right!" The man with the broken arm wept, "Junior Murong Fu, please come out and restore our Great Yan!"

The old man was the ancestor of Gusu Murong family, the founder of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Can He Zhi, the once famous and invincible Murong Longcheng!

"Murong... Fu, hey, the descendants of the Murong family are still so persistent, get up and talk."

Murong Longcheng let Murong Fu into the house and brewed a pot of tea by himself.

"Ancestor, I finally found your whereabouts. Please come out and revive the former glory of my Murong family, rebuild the Great Yan Kingdom, and then unify the world!"

Murong Longcheng did not speak, but just sipped the tea.

Murong Fu said anxiously: "I heard that there was chaos in the palace of the Ming Dynasty. There will be chaos in the world in the future. This is the perfect time for our Murong family to start a rebellion. Please think twice!"

Murong Longcheng sighed and said: "I am tired of disputes. It doesn't matter whether the surname is Zhu or Murong in the Ming Dynasty."

Murong Fu was anxious, his eyes were red, and his tone was a little higher: "Have you forgotten how powerful Murong's ancestors Murong Ke and Murong Chui were in the past?

In Xiangyi, Murong Chui defeated the 50,000 elite soldiers of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Sima Huan Wen with 8,000 cavalry and beheaded 30,000.

After that, he established Dayan and ruled it with Fu Pi of the Former Qin Dynasty. Li!

Now there is only one Gusu Murong family left in Dayan. Are our ancestors willing? Can they swallow this breath? "

Murong Longcheng sighed slightly and said helplessly: "What can we do if we are unwilling? Now the heroes of the world have risen together. I heard that Lin Fei of Yunlai Town has a profound cultivation. Even the Holy Son of the Great Brahma Sound Temple of Xuzhu Kingdom is not his opponent. How can the Murong family make any waves? "

"Lin Fei!" Hearing this name, Murong Fu's voice became colder, "Even if he cut off my right hand, I will not let him go even if he becomes a ghost!"

These days, Murong Fu has been in Quanzhou, practicing Taixuan Four Wonders under Mu Daoren and Longmu Island Master, and clearing the Japanese pirates along the coast.

But as his martial arts improved, his hatred for Lin Fei, which had originally calmed down, burned again.

Lin Fei humiliated him many times, snatched Wang Yuyan, and cut off his right arm, making him lose face in front of the heroes of the world.

How could he not take revenge for this?

Murong Longcheng sighed deeply: "Young man, you are still too young... Well, it's time for me to relax my old bones."

Murong Fu was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly:"Thank you for your help, ancestor!"

...

Zhongnan Mountain, Quanzhen Sect.

Wang Chuyi held a letter, frowning.

Qiu Chuji said: "Shaolin Temple sent a pigeon to deliver a letter, it must be a very urgent matter, right?"

Wang Chuyi handed the letter to Qiu Chuji: "Take a look for yourself."

Qiu Chuji took the letter and became more and more shocked.

"What? The netherworld is opening, and the nine states are in disaster?"

...

Xueyue City, Xiangyang City, Quanzhou City, Yuan Dadu, including the hidden ancestors in the major sects, almost all received this news at the same time.

Some people were worried about the fate of the human race, some shared the same hatred, and some scolded Zhu Wusi for starting the disaster.

There were also people who secretly planned to seek opportunities to rise from this chaotic world.