plumnovel Chapter 96 The Destruction of Shaolin Shocks All Four Directions!
Chapter 96 The Destruction of Shaolin Shocks All Four Directions!
Chapter 96 The destruction of Shaolin Temple shakes all directions!
The Sweeping Monk possessed refined internal energy, and his decades of quiet cultivation in the Sutra Repository allowed him to remain effortlessly at ease even amidst an attack by thousands.
After Zhuge Zhengwo unleashed another stunning spear strike, he was forced back several steps by the Sweeper Monk.
Just as the Sweeper Monk was trying to escape, Zhu Wushi descended from the sky, his Absorption Technique pressing down and once again holding the Sweeper Monk back.
"You're asking for it!"
The sweeping monk had a ferocious expression, with veins bulging on his face. He unleashed his pure Shaolin Nine Yang internal energy, and his wolfish ferocity disregarded Zhu's palm strike!
"Bang!"
A shockwave shot out from between the two men's palms, sending a large group of people flying.
The Sweeper Monk was proficient in all Shaolin martial arts. He was convinced that his martial arts skills were the best in the world and that no one could withstand his full-force attack.
But the next moment, the sweeping monk's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, unleashed a hidden divine skill, and widened the distance between himself and Zhu Wushi.
"What kind of martial art is that? It can actually absorb my internal energy."
The sweeping monk, still shaken, stared at Zhu Wushi in horror, his heart filled with turmoil.
With just a slight contact, he keenly sensed the strangeness of Zhu Wushi's martial arts. He had never seen such a strange skill that could absorb the opponent's power before.
Zhu Wushi didn't speak, but just snorted coldly. With a move called "Great Shift of the Universe," he approached the Sweeper Monk again, unleashing a huge suction force from his hands as he attacked the Sweeper Monk.
The sweeping monk frowned slightly and raised his palm to meet the attack, but it was just a feint. After a brief contact, he retreated rapidly, trying to escape the encirclement of the crowd.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Cheng Shifei let out a strange cry, leaped up, and reached out to hug the sweeping monk.
"You're asking for it!"
With a murderous look on his face, the sweeping monk suddenly unleashed his powerful internal energy, striking Cheng Shifei with all his might, aiming to kill him in one blow!
"Clang!"
A loud clang echoed across the battlefield, but Cheng Shifei, who had taken the blow, remained unfazed, holding the Sweeper Monk tightly and bringing him back to the battlefield.
The sweeping monk was on the verge of collapse, roaring in a hoarse voice, "What kind of martial arts is this?! Why is my Vajra Palm completely ineffective against you?!"
Cheng Shifei laughed loudly: "I told you, this is the Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill. You can hit me all you want. If you can make me back a step, I'll call you grandpa!"
The sweeping monk was furious and unleashed more than a dozen Shaolin Dragon Claws, but Cheng Shifei just laughed and used his golden-glowing body to take them all without even flinching.
This scene drew the attention of everyone present.
Cao Zhengchun, Yu Huatian, Zhuge Zhengwo, and others never expected that this unknown top imperial spy of the Dragon Guard Manor would have such high martial arts skills.
Hulong Manor truly is a place where dragons and tigers dwell!
Even Zhu Wushi glanced at Cheng Shifei a couple more times.
In particular, his formidable Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill reminded him of an old friend.
Gu Santong, the number one martial arts master in the world who lost to him by half a move back then!
Gu Santong also had another identity: Su Xin's lover.
Whenever he thought of this, Zhu Wushi felt a deep pang of heartache.
But now is not the time to think about that. After Cheng Shifei controlled the Sweeper Monk, Zhu Wushi quickly followed and once again used the Absorption Technique to blast at the Sweeper Monk.
At the same time, Cao Zhengchun also stepped forward and struck the Sweeper Monk with a powerful blow, "Ten Thousand Rivers Return to the Sea".
Yu Huatian also attacked at the same time, striking at the Sweeper Monk.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
The sweeping monk felt several malevolent internal forces wreaking havoc throughout his body.
What's most infuriating is that Zhu Wushi's Absorption Technique is continuously draining his refined internal energy, which he has painstakingly cultivated over decades.
"Want my inner strength? Dream on!"
"I'd rather die than give it to you!"
The sweeping monk stared intently at Zhu Wushi with a ferocious smile, then brazenly self-destructed!
Sensing something was wrong, the group retreated beforehand.
Only Cheng Shifei was already clinging to the Sweeper Monk, refusing to let go.
"boom!"
After a deafening roar, the Sweeping Monk had turned into countless specks of dust in the air.
The ground was blasted into a large crater by his fearless self-destruction before his death.
Deep within the pit, Cheng Shifei, bathed in golden light, lay unconscious.
"To make things complicated!"
Gui Haiyi and Duan Tianya felt a pang of anxiety and quickly stepped forward to check the situation.
Wuqing approached Cheng Shifei, frowned, and examined him before exclaiming in surprise, "How could this be? He has no injuries whatsoever."
"It seems he was just knocked unconscious by the massive impact?"
Upon hearing these heartless words, the expressions on everyone's faces became even more fascinating.
Cheng Shifei, who was directly attacked by the Sweeper Monk's self-destruction, was completely unharmed, only stunned by the shock.
What exactly is the origin of this Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill? Its defensive power is unparalleled in the world!
After staring at Cheng Shifei for a while, Zhu Wushi turned his gaze to the finely chopped meat sauce of the Shaolin masters on the ground and asked a question.
"Have all the Shaolin monks been wiped out?"
Duan Tianya bowed and reported, "Reporting to Lord Shen, we cannot find any other living people from Shaolin Temple for the time being."
"Keep searching! We must eradicate them completely! Everyone connected to the Shaolin Temple must die!"
"Yes, my lord!"
Cao Zhengchun, Yu Huatian, Zhuge Zhengwo, and Shen Lian all meant the same thing.
After eliminating the Sweeping Monk, Abbot Xuanci, and Master Fangzheng, tens of thousands of imperial guards launched a thorough search of the Shaolin Temple ruins.
During the patrol, they did not find any other living creatures, but they did find a lot of gold and silver scraps on the ground.
These are the golden Buddha statues that were shattered after being bombarded by more than three hundred rounds of artillery fire.
Tens of thousands of imperial guards and constables searched for survivors while picking up scraps of gold and silver to clean up the battlefield.
The sight of the imperial court bombing Shaolin Temple sent chills down the spines of the martial arts community watching from all around.
They never expected that the imperial court would not defeat the Shaolin Temple in a fair and square manner through force, but rather through direct confrontation.
Instead, they brought out such powerful weapons and directly used firepower to flatten the entire Shaolin Temple.
Looking at the ruins of Shaolin Temple, everyone asked themselves what would happen if the imperial court also subjected their sect to more than three hundred rounds of cannon fodder cleansing.
Their sect, like the Shaolin Temple, probably turned to dust.
This made these martial arts practitioners take the imperial court seriously for the first time.
As for what happened later, when the imperial court besieged the Shaolin masters, Cheng Shifei and Zhu Wushi displayed amazing martial arts skills, which paled in comparison to the more than three hundred rounds of artillery fire that had followed.
Ye Gucheng also took in this scene. He lowered his eyes slightly, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.
He wasn't afraid, but excited.
He had just witnessed this scene, and faced with over three hundred rounds of artillery barrage, he felt a long-lost sense of pressure.
That's the pressure between life and death.
He was invincible for too long, and lonely for too long.
He needed this kind of life-or-death pressure to stimulate his lonely heart.
It's just a pity that in the battle a few months later, the imperial court couldn't possibly use those three hundred cannons to cover the Forbidden City, could it?
Zhu Chongyao, the heir apparent of the Southern Prince, wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling an overwhelming pressure.
But he was determined to give it a try.
After all, standing beside him was the invincible sword saint of the era, Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City!
Zhu Chongyao glanced at Ye Gucheng beside him, and his mood calmed down a bit.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Wuji's face darkened slightly, his mood like a rollercoaster, plummeting from its peak to its lowest point.
When the imperial court failed to achieve its goal in the face of Shaolin Temple's provocation, Zhang Wuji was somewhat disappointed, but still relaxed.
Although the Shaolin Temple did not deplete the imperial court's strength, it convinced him that the imperial court's strength was only so-so, and there was no need to worry about it.
But then, the more than three hundred rounds of artillery fire completely shattered his dream of rebellion.
Faced with a powerful imperial court and a capable ruler like Zhu Houzhao, did the Ming Cult truly have any hope of success?
But now that the die is cast, there's no turning back.
Even if he backs down now and wants to go back on his word, his group of Ming Cult members who risk their lives will not allow it.
A direct assault is definitely not going to work; the only way to succeed is through strategy.
Zhang Wuji's eyes were gloomy. After taking one last look at the ruins of Shaolin Temple, he turned and left.
He had to reconsider the Ming Cult's plan, after all, he couldn't guarantee that if the plan failed, Bright Peak wouldn't become the second Shaolin Temple.
The news that Shaolin Temple had been bombed to the ground by the imperial court with cannons quickly spread throughout the entire Ming Dynasty thanks to the deliberate efforts of people in the martial arts world.
The abbots of other temples in the Ming Dynasty were terrified when they heard that even the famous Shaolin Temple had been razed to the ground by the imperial court for refusing to pay taxes.
Are you kidding me? That's the Shaolin Temple!
What it has in abundance is various masters with superb martial arts skills.
And what about the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple, the Five Hundred Arhats of Shaolin Temple?
Even the once-powerful Shaolin Temple is now reduced to ruins. What right do these small temples have to oppose the imperial court?
Therefore, temples such as Huangjue Temple, Lingyin Temple, Xuankong Temple, Jiming Temple, and Emei Temple obediently prepared the taxes due to the officials who came to collect taxes.
They repeatedly assured that they would voluntarily go to the nearest Ming Dynasty bank to pay their taxes and would never steal a single penny of the imperial court's tax revenue.
After confirming that there were no more survivors at Shaolin Temple, Cao Zhengchun and his group began cleaning up the temple's ruins to see if there was anything of value left.
At the same time, a large number of imperial guards, led by Qinglong, Baihu, Ma Jinliang, Pi Xiaotian, Wuqing, Tieshou, Duan Tianya, Cheng Shifei and others, began to investigate temples in various places.
All privately built temples without official records will be shut down and restructured.
Those monks and nuns who entered monastic life without official ordination certificates were not only forced to return to secular life, but also faced severe punishment from the Ming Dynasty court!
Because monks don't have to pay taxes or work, they only need to chant scriptures every day, and people will send them money and food, and there are plenty of farmers cultivating the temple fields for them.
Such a life was incredibly attractive to ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty.
Therefore, the number of people who privately shave their heads and become monks every year is countless, and the imperial court has repeatedly tried to prohibit it but to no avail.
But after this vigorous anti-Buddhist movement, I'm afraid no one will dare to become a monk on their own anymore!