The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 84 Let me borrow your Sutra Library to read it, I wonder if it is okay?

"Everyone, what do you think of this matter?"

In the abbot’s meditation room of Shaolin Temple, the Prajna Hall, Arhat Hall, Bodhidharma Hall and other halls gathered in one room. At this time, Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin, held a letter of worship in his hand, with a very serious expression on his face.

"Abbot, this person has just destroyed the Songshan sect, and he sent a letter of worship right after that. This is not a good person!" The head of the Bodhidharma courtyard showed a sad look on his face.

"This matter is really difficult!" The head of the Prajna Hall had an ugly expression on his face, "This Dudu Lin is not an ordinary person. Now he is a military officer, and he is in charge of Jinyiwei, who has power all over the territory of the Ming Dynasty. He is a disciple and belongs to the most popular figure in the imperial court!"

"In the past, the imperial court didn't pay much attention to the power of the Jianghu, but now it seems that the new emperor's accession to the throne is dissatisfied with the current power of the Jianghu. He wants to use the hands of the Lin Dudu to rectify it!"

"Yeah, this time, one of them can't handle it well, and the other party has caught it. I'm afraid our Shaolin Temple will face the biggest catastrophe in the past century!"

"What are you afraid of? Soldiers will come to cover you with water and soil. Our Shaolin sect is not a small sect that lacks foundation like the Songshan sect. If we really fight, Lin Nuo's three thousand royal guards may not be able to please!" Impatient, very dissatisfied with the pessimistic views of the other heads.

"Okay, there's no need to quarrel!" Master Fangzheng waved his hand, "Although Lin Nuo is powerful, our Shaolin is a decent family recognized by the court after all. Without a suitable reason, he can't do anything to us!"

"Besides, this may not be a bad thing for us Shaolin!"

"Nowadays, Shaolin is not valued by the imperial court, and even has the intention of suppressing it. Compared with Wudang, our status is very embarrassing. If we can build a good relationship with this imperial envoy who inspects the place on behalf of the emperor this time, it will be a lot of money in the court in the future. I got a backer!"

"Everyone go down and make preparations, open the mountain gate wide, and prepare to welcome the arrival of Dudu Lin!"

Now that the abbot has made a decision, the other chief seats stopped talking, got up and saluted, and left in a hurry.

In the early morning of the next day, three thousand Jinyi guards were deployed at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. The extremely conspicuous Jinyi guard robes, coupled with the bows and crossbows behind them, were like a bottomless black abyss, giving people a feeling of extreme panic .

But now, Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, stood on the high platform of the Zongmen, looking at the three thousand elite army, with a hint of fear in his expression.

As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Fangzheng intensively studied the Yi Jin Jing, and his cultivation was unfathomable, but even so, facing an elite army with a well-established system, and an army equipped with a strong bow, he was not innate, and no one dared to say for sure. can survive.

In the mountain road, suddenly there was the sound of gongs and drums. Surrounded by the magistrate of Dengfeng County and others, Lin Nuo stepped into the Shaolin boundary without any haste, wearing the guard of honor of an imperial envoy.

Today's Lin Nuo is dressed in the uniform of a first-grade military officer. Although he looks very young, his years of official career have made him more and more majestic. Every move has a kind of official authority that people dare not look directly at.

Especially today, with the great power of destroying the Songshan School, some younger monks felt a pressure that made their hearts palpitate before they approached the gate of Shaolin Temple.

This kind of invisible pressure is invisible and intangible. It is a kind of coercion formed by the combination of martial arts experts and superiors. For ordinary people, under this kind of coercion, they can't even raise the idea of ​​resistance.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Fangzheng welcomes the imperial envoy!"

The gate of the temple was opened, and the gentle and peaceful Master Fangzheng walked out with a group of eminent monks, clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and looked at Lin Nuo with kind eyes.

"Master, you're being polite. This time, Lin came here uninvited, and I'm bothering everyone!" Lin Nuo didn't intend to tear his face apart before he found a suitable reason to move Shaolin.

"Master Imperial Envoy is joking, it is our temple's honor that you can come to our temple, why bother?" While speaking, Fang Zheng stretched his hand back and said, "Master Imperial Envoy, please come inside!"

When they met for the first time, the Shaolin monks felt pretty good about Lin Nuo.

This governor, after all, was born as a first-class Jinshi. Although for some special reasons, he was a first-rank military officer and also served as the commander of the Jinyiwei, he did not have the arrogant and domineering posture of ordinary warriors, but gave people a kind of politeness. Feel.

Along the way, Lin Nuo and Fang Zheng had a very happy chat. Whether it was Buddhism or the current philosophy of governing the country, the two could talk for a long time in detail.

"Grandmaster's Buddhism is profound, but I didn't expect to be quite talented in governing the country. If he returns to the vulgar, he will definitely become a famous official for thousands of years!"

"Your Imperial Envoy is absurd. In terms of Buddhism, you are not inferior to the poor monk. If you were born in my Shaolin Temple, I am afraid that the position of the abbot of the poor monk will be given up to the virtuous!"

The two exchanging pleasantries, which were half praise and half tentative, and then visited some historical sites in Shaolin Temple. Lin Nuo stopped making detours and directly expressed his intention.

"Master Fangzheng, I heard that Shaolin Temple is the most righteous way in the world, and there are countless martial arts secret books in the Sutra Pavilion. I wonder if Mr. Lin is lucky enough to be in the pavilion for a look?"

Fangzheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and his eyes swept across the heads of the leaders without a trace, and then a more modest smile appeared on his generous face.

"Since the imperial envoy has this intention, the poor monk dare not refuse, my lord will come with me!"

If it were other people from the world who dared to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read the words, the monks in the Arhat Hall would have rushed up and beat each other into small cakes.

But now facing Lin Nuo, a first-rank official who was ordered to inspect the place, the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple acted as if they didn't hear him, allowing Fang Zheng to take him to the location of the scripture storage pavilion.

In the eyes of people in the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, and the imperial court is the imperial court. The two have nothing to do with each other.

However, since Lin Nuo's army wiped out the Songshan Sect effortlessly a few days ago, even the eminent Shaolin monks with a lofty posture have re-examined the relationship between their sect and the court at this moment.

It turned out to be very sad to find that although Shaolin Temple is known as the leader of the righteous way in the Jianghu, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the imperial court. Among other things, the three thousand elite Jinyi guards in Lin Nuo's hands alone are not what they can compete with. of!

It was precisely because he had figured this out that when Lin Nuo proposed to go to the Sutra Pavilion to read it, no one objected, from the abbot to the ordinary monks.

Anyway, it's not the first time that their Shaolin Temple secret books have been leaked, and this time is not too much, and the other party is a member of the imperial court after all, not a member of the Jianghu, so there is no need to worry that the secret books will fall into the hands of other sects.

(End of this chapter)