The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

Qiao Feng caused a scene at Shaolin Temple, wanting the abbot to explain to him what happened to the leader of the gang back then.

However, Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple had already led his men to Tianlong Temple in Dali, and Qiao Feng's attempt to find them ended up in vain.

However, Xiao Feng did not give up. Instead, he waited for Xuan Ci to return at the foot of Shaolin Temple.

After waiting for more than a month, Xuan Ci finally arrived.

However, when Qiao Feng asked him, Xuan Ci only looked sorrowful and didn't say a word.

This behavior angered Qiao Feng, who then attacked Xuan Ci in a fit of rage.

However, Xuanci led many Shaolin masters to Tianlong Temple this time, and Qiao Feng alone was no match for the combined forces of a group of Shaolin Xiantian masters and was detained by Shaolin Temple.

Upon hearing this news, the Beggars' Sect was the first to react.

As the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng remained highly popular within the sect, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation upon hearing that he had been detained by Shaolin.

Led by the four elders of the Beggars' Sect, numerous Beggars' Sect disciples surrounded Shaolin Temple completely.

"interesting."

Lu Yao smiled, not expecting that Qiao Feng would still find Xuan Ci, the real target.

Lu Yao immediately changed his mind and decided to go to Shaolin.

Lu Yao used to be somewhat wary of the Sweeping Monk, a grandmaster, but now that he himself has reached the grandmaster level, he is naturally no longer afraid of the Sweeping Monk.

"Let's go to Shaolin Temple."

Lu Yao chuckled, turned his horse around, and set off for Shaolin.

"Young master, why should we listen to him?"

Bao Butong had been puzzled all the way, and finally couldn't hold back any longer. He came to Murong Fu's side and asked in a low voice.

Murong Fu's expression remained unchanged as he glanced indifferently at Bao Butong.

"He has already reached the Grandmaster level. What can we do if we don't listen to him?"

Murong Fu's expression changed, and he was also very wary of Lu Yao.

He once considered Lu Yao and the Xiaoyao Sect as allies, only intending to exploit them.

Unexpectedly, the situation has changed drastically. Even the Western Xia has submitted to the emperor. What is his Great Yan, which has not yet been restored, compared to this?

"Whether our Great Yan can be revived now depends on his decision."

Murong Fu's eyes flickered slightly, and some thoughts began to form in his mind.

Meanwhile, Bao Butong and his retainers were too shocked to speak.

"So Lu Yao is already a Grandmaster?"

Feng Bo'e stammered, somewhat incredulous.

They had never directly witnessed Lu Yao's martial arts prowess, nor did they know how strong a Grandmaster's level was. They only knew that Lu Yao's martial arts were not low, and even their young master might not be able to defeat him.

But unexpectedly, Lu Yao was actually a Grandmaster.

"No wonder."

Deng Baichuan sighed. He had been wondering why his young master had suddenly become so respectful to Lu Yao all the way. Now he knew it was because of this.

"Let's go. With a Grandmaster as our backer, the revival of our Great Yan is within reach."

Murong Fu looked somewhat excited, pulled on the reins of his horse, and chased after Lu Yao and the others.

Deng Baichuan and the other four retainers exchanged glances and quickly spurred their horses to follow.

A few days later.

The Western Xia region was not too far from the Shaolin Temple. Lu Yao and his group traveled at a leisurely pace and finally arrived at Shaoshi Mountain.

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, martial arts practitioners were everywhere, coming and going, with the Beggars' Clan being the most numerous.

"Are you young heroes also here to rescue Master Qiao?"

Upon seeing Lu Yao and his group riding towards them, a Beggar Clan disciple stepped forward and asked.

Where is Qiao Feng now?

Murong Fu glanced at Lu Yao, stepped forward, and asked.

"Master Qiao is currently imprisoned at Shaolin Temple."

Seeing the extraordinary bearing of the group, the Beggar Clan disciple guessed the identities of Lu Yao and his companions.

"Then why didn't you go and save him?"

Murong Fu frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Cough cough cough, the Shaolin Temple is closed and no one comes out, there's nothing we can do about it."

The Beggars' Sect disciple's expression suddenly became indignant as he spoke.

The Shaolin Temple was also troubled by the Beggars' Sect's encirclement of the mountain. They couldn't just start a massacre, or Shaolin would lose its place in the martial arts world.

However, releasing Qiao Feng directly is also not an option, as it would damage the prestige of Shaolin.

Lu Yao and the others walked up Shaoshi Mountain and arrived at the gate of Shaolin Temple.

There were already many heroes of the martial arts world here, including the four elders of the Beggars' Sect.

"We've been waiting for days, but Shaolin Temple is still closed. This is outrageous!"

Elder Wu of the Beggars' Sect snorted coldly, his patience worn thin.

"That's right! Shaolin treats us so disrespectfully!"

"That's right! Is this how Shaolin Temple treats its guests?"

A group of chivalrous heroes couldn't help but shout loudly.

"I never imagined that the Shaolin Temple, which is renowned throughout the martial arts world, would be in such a predicament."

Lu Yao chuckled lightly; he wanted to see how Shaolin would respond.

"Crack!"

Just then, the tightly closed gates of Shaolin Temple slowly opened, and several martial monks emerged, wielding staffs.

"Amitabha! Everyone, Shaolin Temple is too small to accommodate so many people. The abbot will come down the mountain later. Please descend the mountain."

A monk stepped forward and addressed the crowd.

"Duan Zhengchun? What are you doing here?"

Lu Yao was slightly taken aback when he saw the monk who came out.

“Amitabha! I never expected to meet Benefactor Lu here. However, my current Dharma name is Ben Chi.”

Duan Zhengchun bowed to Lu Yao and said softly.

Xuan Ci led many Shaolin masters to Tianlong Temple. The Dali Duan family was powerless to resist and ultimately had to hand over the Six Meridians Divine Sword to prevent the destruction of Tianlong Temple.

However, after this battle, the strength of Tianlong Temple was greatly reduced, which led to the subsequent movements of the Song Dynasty and Western Xia.

Duan Zhengchun personally handed over the Six Meridians Divine Sword at Tianlong Temple.

After this incident, he was filled with grief and voluntarily became a monk at Shaolin Temple, following Xuanci in his practice.

Xuan Ci also discovered that the Yi Jin Jing was not stolen by Tianlong Temple. Feeling guilty, he took Duan Zhengchun into Shaolin Temple and left behind several innate masters to rebuild Tianlong Temple.

It was thanks to the intervention of the Shaolin Temple that the actions of the Song Dynasty and the Western Xia Dynasty came to a halt.

Han Xin could only defend Wangshu City and dared not send troops deeper into Dali.

After a while.

Xuan Ci brought Qiao Feng, whose meridians had been sealed, to the foot of the mountain.

"How despicable! Your Shaolin Temple is a disgrace to the righteous path of martial arts, how dare you treat Master Qiao like this!"

Elder Wu, his expression slightly angry, questioned Xuan Ci.

“Amitabha Buddha, Shaolin Temple did not mistreat Qiao Feng, Elder Wu, why do you say such a thing?”

A senior monk behind Xuan Ci looked at Elder Wu and said calmly.

"If that's the case, why not release Qiao Feng?"

A chivalrous figure from the martial world countered with a question.

"Our Shaolin Temple is well aware of Qiao Feng's reputation for chivalry and righteousness, but how do you explain his attack on and injury of one of our Shaolin monks?"

Another expert next to Xuan Ci looked annoyed and shouted a question.

"this..."

The people present looked at each other in surprise, not expecting such a thing to happen.

“Benefactor Qiao, our temple has not pursued this matter. How about we let it go?”

Xuan Ci opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Feng, asking a question.

"Then please tell me, Abbot, who exactly was the leader back then?"

Qiao Feng stared at Xuan Ci stubbornly, insisting that Xuan Ci tell him the truth.