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Chapter 65
The battle of Taihu Lake shocked everyone in the world.

Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the Money Gang, and Jing Wuming, the shadow swordsman, died.

At the same time, this battle also established the pattern of Tianxinhui dominating the world.

After the death of Shangguan Jinhong, the money gang has no leader.In less than three days, the Tianxin Society took over the helm, the high-level surrendered and the killed were killed.

The sphere of influence under its jurisdiction is accepted by the Tianxin Society.

Everything they did before seemed to be nothing more than making wedding dresses for Tianxinhui.

After the Qiang Gang fell and collapsed, there was no longer any force in the entire Jianghu that could stop Tianxinhui's footsteps.

It is like a flood that bursts a dike, and everything that dares to stand in front of it is washed away, and even wrapped in the torrent, becoming a part of the flood.

On August 21, the Kongtong faction was broken by Leitang Li Liang, and Zhang Zhaolong, the head of the sect, led all the sects to Shun Tianxinhui.

On August 25th, Huashan was destroyed, the leader Gongye Chengwen was killed by A Fei, and the eldest disciple Fu Meisheng led the rest of the disciples to surrender.

On the first day of September, "Canghe" Liu Song, "Flying Snow Swordsman" Bai Wuya, "Tian Zhan Yidao" Yagyu Ichiro and many other masters tried to assassinate Long Xiaoyun, but failed and all died.

The fifth day of September...

Today's Tianxinhui can be said to be invincible and invincible.In just a few days, most of the rivers and lakes have been engulfed, which is even more terrifying than the money gang in the past.

But even so, Tianxinhui's reputation is not bad.

One is because of the propaganda of "Jianghu Seven Daily Magazine".

The second is that Tianxin never kills innocent people indiscriminately, and is a teacher of benevolence and righteousness.And once you sit down to promise, you will never go back on your word.

……

On this day, two figures, one old and one young, came outside Shaolin Temple.

The old man was tall and tall, with white beard and white hair, and a rosy complexion, like a fairy.It's just that in the vicissitudes of life, there is a hint of sharpness, like a sheathed sword.

The other person was a child, who looked only eleven or twelve years old, but his gestures showed an extraordinary posture, which was extraordinary.

Shaolin has been closed for a long time, and the formerly prosperous martial arts holy land is now gone, with dead leaves all over the ground, presenting a lonely and desolate scene.

"Old owner, it's all up to you this time. If it's not necessary, I don't want to go to war."

"Leave the master to me. The old man has decades of friendship with Monk Xinhu, knows his temperament, and is [-]% sure to persuade him."

"Well, it's best if you can persuade."

Two people, one old and one young, stepped on the dead leaves, rustling, and went straight to the gate of Shaolin Mountain.

"Monk Xinhu, an old friend is here as a guest, why don't you open the mountain gate quickly, and serve you with good tea."

A clear voice resounded from the old man's mouth, crossed the high wall, and resounded throughout the Shaolin Temple, showing profound and unparalleled inner strength.

In less than a moment, there was a melodious bell ringing in this pure place of Buddhism.At the same time, the footsteps of a group of Shaolin monks came, and the gate of the temple burst open.

An old monk with a strange appearance stood in front of the monks, with a smile on his face, it was Master Xinhu, the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, why don't you have time to come to Shaolin Temple today, you old dragon, please come in quickly, please come in quickly."

Master Xinhu laughed, with the joy of reuniting old friends.

"Hey, Monk, we have met once, and we are considered friends. Why do we only invite the old owner and not me." The child came out from behind the old man, with a bright and innocent smile on his face.

"Ghost-faced boy!" The abbot of Shaolin Temple suddenly changed color.And the monks behind him couldn't help but panic for a while, and then they glared angrily.

"Tsk, I'm still a child." Xia Wuji shook his head with a heartbroken expression: "For such a cute and well-behaved child, with your appearance, you are not afraid of the Buddha's blame."

"Old Master You, the old monk regards you as a close friend, what do you mean by that?"

Abbot Xinhu's complexion darkened, and he looked directly at the old man, only to say, "I never thought you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would betray the revolution."

"Old monk, don't be in a hurry, please let us in first, and then we will talk in detail."

It turned out that the person in front of him was the old owner of Hidden Sword Villa, You Longsheng's father.

He is close friends with the heads of Shaolin, Wudang and Emei sects.

In the first battle of Xingyun Village, Xia Wuji subdued You Longsheng.

And this old dragon also returned to Tianxinhui half a month ago.

This old dragon has high martial arts skills, high morals and high prestige, and is very popular in the world.Because of him, several forces were recruited into the Tianxin Society without bloodshed.

This time, Xia Wuji brought him to Shaolin Temple again.

"Talk? What is there to talk about? Could it be that the Shaolin Temple will let me join the Tianxin Society, a monster heretic!" Abbot Xinhu snapped.

"You two good friends are slowly talking about the old days. I'll go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to take a look, and then come to me after we've settled the deal." Xia Wuji said as he was about to step into the Shaolin Temple.

The last time I sneaked into the Buddhist scripture pavilion and sneaked around, I haven't watched it enough, I bumped into the monks Xinhu, Xindeng, and Xinzhu, and returned disappointed.

This time, he wanted to enter the Sutra Pavilion openly and aboveboard.

In front of these bald men, watch Shaolin's unique skills.Thinking about how they gritted their teeth but didn't dare to make a move, it's not a kind of ntr.

A group of Shaolin monks couldn't suppress their anger, and they were about to move forward, but they were stopped by Abbot Xinhu, who sighed: "Amitabha, Fawu, take this dragon benefactor to the Sutra Pavilion for a walk."

"……Yes."

Facing the strong Xia Wuji, Abbot Xinhu chose to compromise.

Xia Wuji went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the result of the discussion between the good friends was not in his consideration.

Now that the general trend of Tianxinhui has been established, even the Taishan Beidou of Shaolin Temple can be easily destroyed.

It's best if it can be done, and it doesn't hurt if it doesn't.

Xia Wuji's eyes scanned the books of Buddhist scriptures.

He randomly took out a book, but it was not a stunt, but a Buddhist scripture, and read it line by line.

These Buddhist scriptures contain the thoughts and comprehensions of Buddhist sages, and it is beneficial to read them.Moreover, being proficient in Buddhist principles is also of great help to comprehend Buddhist martial arts.

Two hours later, there was a sound of footsteps.

But he saw Master You and Master Xinhu walking over.

Master You said with a smile on his face: "Return to the master, the subordinates have lived up to the entrustment, and Shaolin Temple is willing to join the Tianxin Society."

Xia Wuji laughed, and patted Xinhu on the shoulder: "As long as you can hand in your gun and surrender to the emperor... ah bah... Tianxinhui will guarantee your prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life, the golden ticket is big..."

With a bitter expression on his face, Master Xinhu slightly bowed his body: "The old monk has met the leader."

……

On the first day of October, Shaolin Temple surrendered.

On the eighth day of October, Wudang returned to obedience.

On October [-]th, the martial arts are unified, and Tianxin is in charge of the world.

(End of this chapter)