I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 145: Battle of Shaoshi Mountain

Monk Wu Se was straightforward and hospitable. He personally led Master Zhao Zhijing and his disciple up the mountain.

The mountain path leading to the temple was quite wide. Wu Se led the way and introduced, "This was the road that Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty dug when he was on tour. It is eight miles long."

After passing the mountain gate, there is a forest of steles shaded by green pines and cypresses on both sides of the mountain road. Emperors and generals of all dynasties, as well as calligraphers and painters who have left their names in history, have left their works of calligraphy here.

"Master, please look, this stele contains the imperial edict bestowed by Emperor Taizong of Tang to the Thirteen Stick Monks of Shaolin Temple."

"There were quite a few Shaolin monks who joined the Tang King's army back then, and among them, there were thirteen who had the most outstanding military achievements."

Zhao Zhijing had never met Monk Wu Se before, but at this time Monk Wu Se was enthusiastically introducing him to the scenic spots and historical sites in Shaolin Temple one by one, as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for a long time. His character was quite similar to that of Lu Youjiao.

"According to the original development, Master Wu Se and Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, became close friends sixteen years later. Now it seems that he is indeed a cheerful person."

Zhao Zhijing thought to himself, "In addition, Master Wu Se, Guo Xiang, and Zhang Junbao each listened to a part of the Nine Yang Magic Art when Jue Yuan passed away."

"Wu Se realized the Shaolin Nine Yang Kung Fu from it, spanning the two eras of The Return of the Condor Heroes and The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, and can be considered a figure who connects the past and the future."

The few of them walked for a while and came to a high place in the mountains. Looking back, they saw that the mountains were as small as insects and ants. The sound of the temple bells could be heard in the wind, which made people feel relaxed and happy and forget the worries and affairs of the world.

Looking towards the Shaolin Temple, I felt that it was extremely vast, with halls in the front and monks' quarters in the back, probably thousands of rooms.

"The Chongyang Palace is already very magnificent, but compared with the Shaolin Temple, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, it still lacks the heritage."

Seeing the magnificence of Shaolin Temple with his own eyes, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but sigh in his heart that no matter how dynasties rose and fell, or how turbulent the world was, Shaolin Temple remained as unshakable as Mount Shaoshi.

"Master Zhao, please."

With Wu Se accompanying them, naturally no one in Shaolin Temple could stop them. They first passed through the Hall of Heavenly Kings, then the Main Hall, and finally came to the West Zen Hall where guests were received.

Zhao Zhijing bowed and thanked him, "Thank you for your hospitality, Master Wu Se. I came here so suddenly, and I am really overwhelmed by your kindness."

"Master, you are too modest. Although I am a monk now, I still like to interact with heroes in the world."

The colorless monk reached out and touched the bald head. "The Taoist priest defeated the Red Snake Fairy Li Mochou, and fought against the hero Guo and the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Huang, and recently he led his disciples to wipe out the bandits in Erlong Mountain."

"If it weren't for the strict rules in the temple, I would have gone to the Jade Maiden Peak of Huashan Mountain to see the Taoist master in person!"

With Wu Se being so enthusiastic, this trip to Shaolin Temple will surely be much smoother. The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Zhao Zhi Jing went straight to the point and stated his purpose.

"I came here this time to inquire about an old matter that involves the private affairs of your temple, but it is of great importance. I hope you will forgive me for any intrusion."

"I see."

Wu Se hesitated for a moment. He originally thought that Zhao Zhijing's visit was to build relationships according to the rules of the martial arts world, or perhaps to exchange martial arts.

Seeing Zhao Zhijing's serious words, he also became serious, "Master, please go ahead and say whatever you want."

"This happened a hundred years ago, when the emperor Zhezong was still in power."

When Wu Se heard that this was an old story that happened a hundred years ago, he immediately became more careful.

"A leader of the Beggars' Sect named Zhuang listened to the slander of a villain and sent out invitations to heroes from all over the world to gather at Shaoshi Mountain to witness the Beggars' Sect and Shaolin Temple compete for the position of leader of the martial arts world."

Zhao Zhijing explained the cause of the incident. "At that time, in addition to the position of the Zhuang Gang leader, there was also a Xingxiu old immortal from Xingxiu Sea, named Ding Chunqiu." "Because of his sinister and vicious methods, most people in the martial arts world call him Xingxiu Old Monster."

Monk Wu Se suddenly realized and said, "Master, are you talking about the great battle on Mount Shao Shi?"

"Exactly."

The former leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng; the eldest son of the Dali Duan family, Duan Yu; and the master of the Lingjiu Palace on Piaomiao Peak, Xu Zhu.

The legend of the three men swearing brotherhood in front of heroes all over the world and then fighting a great battle with Gusu Murong Fu, Xingxiu Old Monster Ding Chunqiu, and the leader of the Beggars' Sect at Shaoshi Mountain is so popular that it is still mentioned by people in the martial arts world, who marvel at what a grand and magnificent martial arts event it was, even though it happened a hundred years ago.

Monk Wu Se was a bandit before he became a monk. He loved listening to these passionate stories about the martial arts world. After he joined the Shaolin Temple, he specifically inquired about the relevant details.

So when he heard what Zhao Zhijing said, he reacted immediately.

"The one who fought against this old monster from Xingxiu was the Palace Master of Lingjiu Palace, Xu Zhuzi. We still don't know exactly what kind of thrilling fight it was. We only know that in the end, he was able to subdue Ding Chunqiu with a Death Spell."

Zhao Zhijing tried to keep this part brief. After all, Xu Zhuzi was the son of Xuan Ci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple at that time, and Ye Erniang, one of the four evil people. Talking about it in detail at this time would only increase the embarrassment.

"After that, Xu Zhuzi, out of compassion, locked Ding Chunqiu up in the Discipline Court of Shaolin Temple, hoping that he could be influenced by Buddhism and slowly get rid of his hostility and sins."

At this point, Zhao Zhijing asked again: "Master Wu Se, do you know what Ding Chunqiu's most powerful kung fu is?"

Monk Wu Se thought for a moment and replied, "It should be an evil skill called Hua Gong Da Fa, and it also has a poison skill that makes people defenseless."

"It is undoubtedly his poison skill. As far as I know, among the masters of poison in the past hundred years in the martial arts world, besides Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, Ding Chunqiu is the best."

Zhao Zhijing sighed, "Mr. Guo and his wife care about the world, and in recent years they have made various plans and investigations, and finally have a very reliable guess."

"The zombies that are wreaking havoc on the world are not a punishment from heaven, nor are they evil ghosts. Instead, they are a grand conspiracy secretly planned by the Fairness Cult!"

"what?"

When Monk Wu Se heard this, he was so shocked that he stood up from his chair.

After he joined the Shaolin Temple, he naturally had many dealings with the Gongping Sect. The most dangerous one was when he was poisoned by the Gongping Sect's corpse. He only survived thanks to the Shaolin Temple's miraculous medicine and his profound internal skills.

"Master, please don't worry. I will explain the reasons one by one."

Zhao Zhijing explained in detail Huang Rong's speculation, his own conjecture, and the evidence found on the prefect Ding Weizhong.

"How could such a thing happen? The evildoers of the Fairness Cult are truly intolerable!"

Monk Wu Se saw that what Zhao Zhijing said was well-reasoned and the clues were linked together, so he believed it about 70%. Moreover, considering the reputation of Guo Jing and his wife and Zhao Zhijing, they would naturally not speak rashly on such a matter.

"I believe what the Taoist said, but I don't know what this has to do with Ding Chunqiu?"

"Ouyang Feng lost his mind more than ten years ago, so it is impossible for him to have any connection with the Gongping Sect. That is why I always suspect that Ding Chunqiu or his disciples have something to do with the Gongping Sect, which is also good at using poison."

Zhao Zhijing said sincerely: "So I want to see you today, Master, because I want to ask your temple to tell me what Ding Chunqiu's final fate was."

(End of this chapter)