chapter 87

Going up Shaoshi Mountain, the disdain in Kong Jian's heart was even greater, and it was already written on his face.

The arrogance between his eyebrows was also thicker.

The eldest disciple of the abbot of Shaolin Temple was an Old Man over sixty years old.

He didn't expect him to be so ordinary.

His martial arts cultivation was at the second stage of the Houtian realm.

What was this?

It was nothing. He had never seen such a crappy person.

What he didn't expect even more was this Shaolin Sect's encampment on Shaoshi Mountain.

The spiritual energy was so barren. What future did the sect have if it was established here?

Even bandits might dislike this desolate place. Your Sect's encampment should at least be a treasure land with the spirit of the mountains and rivers, right?

And this Shaolin's dilapidated and old courtyard and meditation room were really shabby.

Only these palaces and pavilions looked grand and imposing.

It had some face.

But the whole Shaolin was cold and cheerless. It was located in the depths of the mountains and forests with barren spiritual energy. Compared with their Wenshu Yuan, it was simply a poor place.

A small temple with no prospects for development.

Wenshu Yuan was in the sky, and Shaolin was on the ground.

"Alas."

Kong Jian couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. He couldn't understand why Baoguang Temple would give the place to Shaolin.

What virtue did Shaolin have?

What was Shaolin?

Although Baoguang Temple was the weakest existence in the Martial Arts Federation in Tianbei City.

But compared to Shaolin, it should be countless times stronger, right?

"Please wait here for a moment."

Outside the abbot's meditation room, Wuzhen bowed. This time, Kong Jian didn't even respond.

The arrogance between his eyebrows was even more obvious, and he unconsciously exuded a domineering aura.

He didn't even look at Wuzhen again.

Wuzhen walked into the meditation room. Not long after, Xuanxin, who was wearing a brocade cassock and had handsome facial features and extraordinary temperament, appeared. His whole body exuded a sacred and extraordinary Buddhist aura.

He walked out with a powerful aura.

"Amitabha."

"I am Xuanxin."

Chanting the name of Buddha, Xuanxin assumed an unfathomable posture like a divine monk.

His aura was tightly controlled.

Xuanxin glanced at Kong Jian. Although his expression was calm, his heart was in turmoil.

The Martial Dao aura that this person exuded was pure Buddhist aura. Stepping on the wind, he had actually reached the Xiantian Realm at such a young age.

It was obvious that he was a genius.

"I am Abbot Wenshu Yuan's eldest direct disciple, Kong Jian. Greetings to Abbot Shaolin and Master Xuanxin."

Kong Jian, who was filled with disdain and contempt, was shocked when he saw Xuanxin. He did not expect Abbot Shaolin to be so young.

There was such a strong Buddha nature in his body.

The Buddhist aura was vast and mighty. It could be seen that his attainments in Buddhism were definitely not inferior to his master, Guang Liang.

Immediately, he put away the arrogance and contempt on his face and hid his contempt and disdain in his heart. He bowed respectfully to Xuanxin.

"Master, Kong Jian invited you to Tianbei City under the orders of my master."

"Wenshu Yuan, Heng Dao Sect, Wujian Villa, and Nangong family. The five major Sects will discuss important matters of TianBei City Martial Alliance."

On the surface, Kong Jian showed enough etiquette and put himself in the position of a junior. He raised his hand and invited, "Master, the carriage is ready at the foot of the mountain."

Wenshu Yuan was in charge of TianBei City Martial Alliance. The Sect Competition was a major event that happened once every ten years.

It was hosted by Wenshu Yuan.

Before the Competition, the leaders of the various sects would be invited to discuss it together.

Now that Baoguang Temple was willing to give up its position as one of the five major Sects to Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple replaced Baoguang Temple as one of the five major Sects in Tianbei City.

"Amitabha, please wait for this poor monk to make some arrangements."

After chanting the name of Buddha, Xuanxin turned and went to the Martial Monk Meditation Hall to make some arrangements.

Then, he brought Wuzhen down the mountain.

Xuangang Xuanyuan and Wutian Wuyan had to seize the time to cultivate in seclusion. Therefore, Xuanxin could only bring Wuzhen with him.

Tian Bei City was more than a hundred li away from Shaoshi Mountain, but the official road was wide and flat, plus this extraordinarily handsome exotic beast steed.

The carriage was very fast. It took less than half a day to reach Tianbei City.

Kong Jian drove the carriage quickly on the official road.

In the carriage, Xuanxin was meditating with his eyes closed. Wuzhen was waiting on him respectfully.

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Tianbei City was a huge city with a population of more than two million people. It was prosperous and bustling with martial arts.

For the people in the city.

The biggest event today was the gathering of the five major Sects in Tianbei City. The leader of the five major Sects, the leader of the five major Sects, Zhuang Zhu, the abbot …

They were going to discuss the once-in-a-decade Sect Rookie Competition in the City Lord's Mansion.

"Have you heard? The five major Sects have gathered in Tianbei City. "

"Of course, the abbot of Wenshu Yuan, the leader of the Heng Dao Sect, the leader of the Nangong family, the Wujian Villa, and the Baoguang Temple are all here."

"Haha, you don't know. The abbot of Wenshu Yuan settled at the east gate of the city. The leader of the Heng Dao Sect came from the west gate of the city. The leader of the Nangong family came from the north gate of the city. The Wujian Villa has already settled in the city, but the one who came from the south gate is not the Baoguang Temple."

"What? How can it not be the Baoguang Temple? "

"Of course not. I saw it with my own eyes at the south gate of the city. Master Kong Jian of Wenshu Yuan personally invited Abbot Yuan Tong of the Baoguang Temple."

"This time, the Baoguang Temple did not come to Tianbei City."

"Not Abbot Yuan Tong? Then which Sect replaced the Baoguang Temple? "

"Yes, why is there no news at all? Which Sect has risen to replace the Baoguang Temple and become one of the five major Sects?"

"Haha, you didn't expect it, did you? This time, the one who replaced the Baoguang Temple and became one of the five major Sects is the Shaolin Temple."

"Shaolin Temple? Are you kidding? Is there such a temple in Tianbei City? "

"I saw it too. The abbot of the Shaolin Temple is staying at the Yuelai Inn in the south of the city."

"I seem to have an impression of it. I heard something about it recently in the Fallen Immortal Town …"

"Really? Then it's interesting. A new Shaolin Temple has risen. "

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In front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, countless people gathered here and watched excitedly.

They were inquiring about the news of the new Sect Competition.

There was a lot of discussion.

At this moment, a majestic middle-aged man in a brocade robe walked out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Dozens of armored soldiers rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion.

They lined up to welcome him.

Jin Mofu, the City Lord of Tianbei City. When the countless onlookers saw this City Lord, the noisy scene instantly quieted down.

It could be seen how majestic this City Lord was normally.

At this moment, on the main road of the city, a horse carriage under the protection of armored soldiers slowly drove over.

The horse carriage stopped in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

City Lord Jin Mofu immediately smiled and cupped his fists to welcome him. A grey-robed, white-haired old man came down from the horse carriage.

This person was the Wujian Villa's Zhuang Zhu Ji Yuan.

At the same time, a black-robed, white-haired young man with a huge sword on his back leapt down from the horse carriage.

This young man had a threatening aura between his eyebrows.

It was like a treasured sword that had not been unsheathed.

The white-haired old man, the Wujian Villa's Zhuang Zhu Ji Yuan, exchanged greetings with City Lord Jin Mofu. The two of them were like old acquaintances, laughing and chatting happily.

The cold-looking white-haired young man with the huge sword on his back was respectful.

Like a junior, he bowed towards City Lord Jin Mofu.