Chapter 199 Shaolin's Sorrow
"Master, is what Marquis Fu'an said true?"

After Zhu Chengwu finished his story, before the monk Wuxiang could reply, Zen Master Fangsheng at the side could not help but speak first.

Fang Sheng really didn't know that the ability of his master to contend with Marquis Fu'an just now was not mostly from his own strength, but from the luck of Shaolin.

If this is the case, then what Zen Master Fang Sheng had just thought in his mind, that the four of them could most likely defeat Zhu Chengwu if they worked together, would be a complete joke.

However, if this is the case, many things will make sense!

Zen Master Fang Sheng said how come Marquis Fu'an, who was able to defeat the four great masters of Shaolin Temple in a one-on-four situation 25 years ago, was unable to break through the defense of his master, the divine monk Wuxiang, 25 years later.

Zen Master Fang Sheng thought that Zhu Chengwu had regressed!
Some people in this world are just like this!
Always think of things in the most favorable way for yourself.

Even though they clearly know that the speculation that is in their favor is the real low-probability event.

As for the fact that Zen Master Fang Sheng was unaware that the Wuxiang Divine Monk had used the power of luck to bless himself, it was not that the Wuxiang Divine Monk deliberately concealed it, but that the Shaolin Temple had its rules. The way of luck was the biggest secret of the Shaolin Temple, and no one except the temple's grandmaster and the Shaolin abbot was allowed to know about it.

Although according to this rule, Zen Master Fang Sheng was the only Shaolin high-ranking official among the four present who did not know about the way of destiny, the Divine Monk Wuxiang still did not break the Shaolin inheritance rules and told the Divine Monk Fang Sheng about the way of destiny.

From this, we can also see that although Wuxiang Shenseng was biased and relied on his status as the only elder to obtain a lot of resources for his disciple Master Fangsheng, Wuxiang Shenseng, who cared about Shaolin Temple, did not violate some issues of principle and some Shaolin ancestral precepts.

"Marquis Fu'an, if you really want to do this evil thing, aren't you afraid that I will use my last resort to perish with you?"

However, the monk Wuxiang no longer had the time to answer the questions of his disciple, Zen Master Fangsheng.

Zhu Chengwu's words made it very clear that he might slaughter all the Shaolin monks and trap them to death in this main hall.

This situation is also what the Wuxiang monk is most worried about.

Therefore, the monk Wuxiang repeatedly suggested to Zhu Chengwu that he should end this feud by achieving nirvana himself.

"The devil's way? What is the devil's way? If you win, it's the right way, and if you lose, it's the devil's way!"

Zhu Chengwu still didn't take the threatening words of the Wuxiang monk seriously.

"Also, Senior Wuxiang, do you really have other means that you haven't used yet? Do you really have any means to die together with me? If so, please use them as soon as possible, otherwise, you may not have the chance to use them!"

Zhu Chengwu looked at the Wuxiang Monk and others with a sneer.

Zhu Chengwu didn't believe that under such circumstances, the Wuxiang Monk and other Shaolin high-ranking officials still had some hidden cards that they hadn't used.

Zhu Chengwu is more than 80% sure that this blessing of luck should be the last resort of Shaolin Temple.

The one who actually has the strongest trump card that has not been used is not Shaolin Temple, but Zhu Chengwu.

Just now it seemed that Zhu Chengwu was helpless against the twelve levels of the Golden Bell Cover blessed by the formless monk's luck, but in fact, Zhu Chengwu did not use his full strength at all.

As early as the place where Yang Lei Zhen Yan was formed, Zhu Chengwu had already pushed the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm to the level of a true master that surpassed the twelve levels of the Golden Bell Cover.

However, in the deduction of the "Jade Book", the full-strength burst of the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm consumed too much energy.

Even with Zhu Chengwu's current foundation as a grandmaster, once he unleashed the Blazing Sun Fiery Palm with all his strength, it would be enough to drain Zhu Chengwu's true energy in an instant.

In that case, if an accident occurred, Zhu Chengwu would be at a loss.

Therefore, in order to avoid such a situation, Zhu Chengwu has always been cautious in his actions, whether in the Elbrus Mountains or the Songshan Mountains.

But today Zhu Chengwu decided not to hold back anymore!
He had to give it his all once, allowing Zhu Chengwu to experience his unreserved state.

The world must be allowed to see his peak state, so that people can understand the difference between nuclear weapons and star destroyers.

Moreover, the Wuxiang monk is unable to leave the Main Hall, the core of the Shaolin fortune-enhancing formation, making him an excellent target.

All conditions are ready, so Zhu Chengwu naturally wants to try his best.

"Wang Taoshan, Yang Yanwu... the five of you retreat and leave the Songshan Mountains immediately! If you do not wait, you will bear the consequences!"

Having made up his mind, Zhu Chengwu directly used the Thousand Miles Voice Transmission to convey his arrangements to Wang Taoshan and others outside the Main Hall.

Hearing Zhu Chengwu's words, Wang Taoshan and others who were fighting with the monks of Shaolin Temple were stunned.

Then he responded respectfully, "Yes!"

Although they didn't understand what Zhu Chengwu was going to do, the time they had spent together with him over the past few days had already made them understand one thing: they must listen to Zhu Chengwu, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

What's more, Zhu Chengwu's voice is now more serious than ever before.

They don't want to offend Zhu Chengwu!

As Wang Taoshan, Yang Yanwu and others withdrew, the Shaolin monks outside the Main Hall finally rushed into the Main Hall.

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

...

After entering the Mahavira Hall, countless Shaolin monks began to pay their respects to Shaolin Abbot Fang Zheng.

Zhu Chengwu did not make any unusual movements at this time to interrupt their exchange of greetings.

"Evil thief!"

However, Zhu Chengwu, who was recovering and preparing for the next big move, did not provoke these Shaolin monks who had just entered the main hall. Instead, these Shaolin monks took the initiative to find Zhu Chengwu.

A hot-tempered Shaolin monk, upon discovering Zhu Chengwu as an uninvited guest in the main hall, swung his Zen stick and smashed it down on Zhu Chengwu's head.

"stop!"

"Unbelievable!"

Following the Shaolin monk's movements, several different voices rang out simultaneously.

The voice of "Stop" was made by Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng and others who were enveloped by the Golden Bell's real shadow, because they did not want this Shaolin monk to seek death.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities" is Zhu Chengwu's voice.

As Zhu Chengwu finished his words "you don't know your own limitations", a spark flashed, and the Shaolin monk waving the Zen staff in his hand was knocked away immediately.

Not only did he pay the price for his own recklessness, but when he flew backwards, he also took several fellow monks with him.

Implicate, connected...these two words are well interpreted at this time.

"Hurry up and leave Shaoshi Mountain. Don't get involved in the battle here!
You are no match for Marquis Fu'an, and the battle here is not something you can interfere with!"

After the body of this overconfident Shaolin monk fell, the Wuxiang Divine Monk fixed his eyes on Zhu Chengwu and gave instructions to the Shaolin disciples around him.

Although the Wuxiang Divine Monk did not believe that Zhu Chengwu had any other trump cards, sometimes there was no harm in having two plans.

If Zhu Chengwu really has a backup plan, then these Shaolin monks who have left Shaoshi Mountain now are the seeds for the future reconstruction of Shaolin Temple.

"Grandmaster..."

"Master-uncle..."

"Master uncle..."

…After hearing the order from the Formless Divine Monk, all the monks from the Duolin Temple present looked at him in disbelief.

Although the words of the Wuxiang Divine Monk now pointed out that the person who came was the recently reappeared number one master of the Ming Dynasty - Fu'an Hou Zhu Chengwu.

However, many Shaolin monks were still surprised by the order of Wuxiang Divine Monk, the most senior monk in Shaolin.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there have been many number one masters in the world. Among them, has anyone been able to truly force the Shaolin monks to abandon Shaoshi Mountain, the base camp and ancestral land of the Ming Shaolin Temple?
No!

not a single one!

Moreover, many of them have been in Shaolin Temple since they were old enough to understand, and would rather die than become deserters.

Of course, many of them were too embarrassed to leave due to the influence of the people around them, and had to follow the crowd and express their "reluctance to leave"...

“Follow the orders of Uncle Wuxiang, all Shaolin monks must leave Shaoshi Mountain immediately. If our Shaolin Temple survives this disaster successfully, you can come back. If the heaven wants our Shaolin Temple to be reborn in Nirvana, then you are the hope for the reconstruction of our Shaolin Temple!”

Seeing that the Shaolin monks around were still hesitating and unwilling to leave, the Shaolin abbot Fangzheng Zen Master in the Golden Bell Shadow showed his authority and gave orders.

Although in terms of strength, Fang Zheng is not the strongest person in Shaolin; in terms of power, Fang Zheng is not the one who can truly decide the fate of Shaolin.

But in terms of influence on the middle and lower level monks of Shaolin Temple, Fang Zheng, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, is undoubtedly the number one person in Shaolin Temple.

After all, the abbot is in charge of secular affairs, while the master is in charge of the foundation!
"Yes, Abbot!"

Hearing Fang Zheng, the current abbot of Shaolin Temple, say this, the Shaolin monks around the main hall looked at each other and reluctantly agreed.

Of course, how much of this is truly forced and how much is just superficial reluctance, only they themselves know.

"You want to leave now, have you asked me?"

Just as the Shaolin monks began to leave gradually, Zhu Chengwu, who had remained silent and allowed the Shaolin monks to arrange their internal communication, suddenly spoke.

After regulating his breathing for dozens of breaths, Zhu Chengwu finally recovered all the energy he had consumed from his attack on the Golden Bell Real Shadow.

In fact, if Zhu Chengwu had not been interrupted by the hot-tempered Shaolin monk just now, he would have recovered even faster.

When everyone turned to look at Zhu Chengwu because of his sudden words, they suddenly sensed that the fire-attributed heaven and earth energy in the main hall began to violently riot in an instant.

This level of intensity is unprecedented!

"Marquis Fu'an, what do you want to do?"

The formless monk, who sensed the movements around him, roared in horror.

Zen Master Fangyuan and Zen Master Fangzheng instantly stepped out of the protection range of the Golden Bell Shadow and rushed straight towards Zhu Chengwu.

Just now when they were communicating with the ordinary monks of Shaolin Temple, Zhu Chengwu remained silent except for killing the Shaolin monk who took the initiative to attack him. Wuxiang, Fangzheng and others thought that Zhu Chengwu was particular about the demeanor of a strong man and was unwilling and disdainful to attack the ordinary monks of Shaolin. Zhu Chengwu was waiting for them to drive away the ordinary monks of Shaolin Temple, and then fight them to the death.

However, this sudden change made Wuxiang, Fangyuan, Fangzheng and others understand instantly that Zhu Chengwu was not talking about the demeanor of a strong man just now. Was he waiting for them to settle and drive away the ordinary Shaolin monks?
Zhu Chengwu was clearly accumulating strength for his sudden outburst just now!
In an instant, it caused such a violent fluctuation in the vital energy of heaven and earth, the amplitude of the fluctuation even reached a degree that was visible to the naked eye and caused the air to be distorted.

The strength of Zhu Chengwu's upcoming move can be seen at a glance.

What's more, this is a move that even Zhu Chengwu, with his current strength, needs time to accumulate strength before he can perform.

So even though Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng knew that once they left the protection of their uncle/grandmaster Jin Zhong Shiying, they would not be able to withstand a single blow from Zhu Chengwu, they still resolutely rushed out of Jin Zhong Shiying's protection.

Even Uncle Wuxiang's Golden Bell Cover, which has been blessed by Shaolin's luck, may not be able to withstand such a quick and drastic move that affects the surroundings.

And even if Uncle Wuxiang is able to hold on with the help of the Golden Bell Cover blessed by Shaolin's luck, don't forget that almost all the Shaolin monks on Mount Shaoshi are gathered around the Main Hall. Once they are all killed, the impact on Shaolin Temple will be enormous.

In addition, Zhu Chengwu, the Marquis of Fu'an, can use his ultimate move a second time after using it the first time.

How many times can Master Wuxiang's Golden Bell Cover, which has been blessed by Shaolin's luck, withstand the attacks?
At that moment, Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng both felt that the best option was to break out of Jin Zhong Shiying's protection and interrupt Zhu Chengwu's ultimate move.

After all, warriors all know that the more powerful the ultimate move, the more severe the backlash will be if it fails to be performed.

Given the strength of Zhu Chengwu's ultimate move, which requires a lot of energy, if they successfully interrupt Zhu Chengwu's performance and cause him to suffer a backlash, then this might be an opportunity for their Shaolin Temple to turn defeat into victory.

It is possible that Zhu Chengwu accidentally dug a big hole for himself by using his ultimate move.

Although Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng knew that their current choice was a gamble, and the probability of winning was not high, this was the best way Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng could think of at that moment.

If you do nothing, you can only wait for death!
However, Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng thought a lot, thought well, made decisions quickly, and acted quickly, but they seemed to have completely forgotten the huge gap in strength between them and Zhu Chengwu.

They also forgot to think. How could Zhu Chengwu not think of what they could think of?

The Blazing Sun Fiery Palm in full strength state and ordinary martial arts are two completely different concepts.

If we say that martial arts below the Grandmaster level are completely driven by one's own internal strength.

Grandmaster-level martial arts rely on one's own true Qi to draw upon the external Qi of heaven and earth, achieving tenfold effect with one point of strength, and thus have tremendous power.

Above the Grandmaster level, it is a completely different concept. Using one's own perception to replace the rules of heaven and earth, the rules become clear and the vital energy moves!

This state is absolutely incomparable to that of anyone below the Grandmaster or the Grandmaster's Yangshen!

Not only the power, but also the speed of activation.

"The blazing sun and fierce fire will burn the heaven and earth!"

boom…

As Zhu Chengwu finished speaking, Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng, who had not yet rushed to Zhu Chengwu, suddenly found that there was a sea of ​​fire in front of them.

No, not just the front!
The same situation exists on the sides and behind!
Fire, fire, fire…

There is fire everywhere!
The flame is in the sky, the flame is on the ground, and the flame is burning in the sea of ​​​​heart!

"Ah~~"

As the moves were launched, Zhu Chengwu could hear screams and wails coming from the surroundings from time to time, but soon, the screams and wails fell into silence.

Because the owner who was screaming and wailing was burned to ashes by the surrounding high temperature flames in a very short time.

After discovering the situation around them, Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng resolutely charged towards Zhu Chengwu, trying to get in front of him and interrupt him.

But they soon gave up the idea.

The closer to Zhu Chengwu, the higher the temperature of the flame and the greater its power.

After the surrounding flames took shape, Fang Zheng only tried one step and realized that if he took two more steps in the direction of Zhu Chengwu, he would be burned to death by the surrounding scorching sun and flames.

Fang Yuan, a master-level player, tried two steps and realized that if he took three more steps, he would be burned to ashes.

Before the surrounding flames appeared, with the help of their last visual memory, they knew that the distance between them and Zhu Chengwu was at least ten steps.

This is an insurmountable gap.

Finally, Fang Yuan and Fang Zheng had no choice but to retreat back into the protection of the Golden Bell Real Shadow of Uncle Wuxiang.

Because this kind of vital energy attack is still within the protection range of the Twelve-Level Golden Bell Cover.

(End of this chapter)