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Chapter 150 Shaolin Temple shrouded in dark clouds
Under Zhang Junbao's terrifying power, the five thousand surviving Mongolian soldiers gave up their resistance.

They allowed the warriors pouring out of the city to tie them up, without any soldier trying to resist.

They knew that they were lucky enough to survive Zhang Junbao's hands, and they couldn't ask for more.

The martial arts masters on the battlefield rushed over and surrounded Zhang Junbao and Guo Xiang.

They were all stunned by Zhang Junbao's performance just now.

The previous Zhang Junbao was already a god-level existence in their hearts, but the force displayed by Zhang Junbao at that time was far from such a terrifying level.

Especially after learning Jindan Martial Arts, some young warriors even dreamed of one day surpassing Zhang Junbao in Jindan Martial Arts, and becoming better than their masters.

But now no one dares to dream like this.

They knew that even after learning Jindan Martial Arts, there was still an incredible gap between them and Zhang Junbao, completely on two levels.

The head of the Qingcheng Sect, Yu Linze, exclaimed, "Little fairy, your move is really too powerful. That power, my dear, almost scared me to the point of peeing just looking at it!"

After Yu Linze learned Jindan Martial Arts, what he was most proud of was his Qinggong, which was said to be like a fleeting glimpse, a thousand miles away in an instant.

Originally, he thought that after possessing such strong physical skills, no one in the world could keep him. Even if he faced Zhang Junbao, he still had hope of escaping.

But facing this devastating attack just now, Yu Linze felt a suffocating despair.

What's the use of running fast? Even if he were allowed to run for 10 minutes first, he still wouldn't be able to escape Zhang Junbao's attack range.

The old naughty boy also came over with a smile: "Jun Bao, your move looks so interesting, I want to learn it!"

Seeing the old naughty boy, Zhang Junbao also showed a smile on his face: "Uncle Zhou, if you want to learn, then I will definitely be willing to teach. I will find a time to teach you when I return to Xiangyang City."

The relationship between Zhang Junbao and the old naughty boy is quite good. First of all, the old boy does not treat Zhang Junbao with the same respect as others, which is very bad for Zhang Junbao's temper.

Secondly, he is Guo Jing's brother, which is roughly equivalent to Guo Xiang's uncle. To put it bluntly, we are all members of the same family, so there is no need to speak two languages.

The city gate opened, and Zhang Junbao slowly returned to the city surrounded by a group of martial arts people.

At the city gate, many ordinary people who had received the news gathered here and lined the streets to welcome the martial arts people who returned to the city.

Their expressions were filled with joy and a hint of heaviness. Some even some elderly people were laughing and crying at the same time, as if they had a mental problem.

“My son, my son, your death was not in vain!
Defend the city, defend the home, defend until the gods come down from the sky and kill the Meng Yuan people! "

Their eyes were red, and they were crying and shouting, and their voices were even hoarse from crying.

There was an old man with white hair who even cried until blood and tears oozed from his eyes, but even so, he still had a smile on his lips.

These decades of war have been too long and too heavy for the border people.

Zhang Junbao was no stranger to the situation in front of him. He had already experienced such a scene once in Xiangyang City.

But seeing such a scene again still touched his heart a lot.

People suffer in times of prosperity, and people suffer in times of death. The real victims of war are always the people.

Officials in the city invited Zhang Junbao to attend the celebration banquet. Zhang Junbao naturally would not refuse. He could live without eating, but Guo Xiang could not do that.

It took most of a day to get to the border from Wudang Mountain. Guo Xiang had not touched a drop of water during such a long time, so Zhang Junbao would not let her return to Xiangyang City hungry.

Knowing that the little fairy will also participate in tonight's banquet, the chefs here used what they have learned all their lives to make each dish with a full color, fragrance, and spicy taste. Even Zhang Junbao, who is used to eating different world cuisines, couldn't help but The index finger moved wildly, and I was eating happily.

The morale of the military personnel attending the banquet was very high.

Today's victory was really exciting. Although they only played the role of a cheerleading team, it did not affect their excitement.

During the banquet, they talked loudly and brought up many ideas that they had never dared to think about before.

Some people even proposed to regain the lost territory, regain the Yanyun Thirteen States, restore Chinese orthodoxy, and then further counterattack Mongolia to completely establish the orthodox majesty of the Celestial Kingdom.

Zhang Junbao actually agreed with this idea. After all, there was no reason to guard against wolves all the time. How could the couch beside him allow others to snore.

It's just that Zhang Junbao didn't like the rule of the Song Dynasty.

Zhang Junbao had already obtained the 5000-year history of China from Lu Mingfei. Zhang Junbao’s evaluation of the Song Dynasty was more than above, less than above, and more than below. Compared with the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, the Song Dynasty actually did quite well, but compared with the powerful Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty. , the Song Dynasty had many shortcomings.

The banquet is over, but everything is not over yet.There were also many martial arts people who came to support at the border. The impact of this battle shocked the entire martial arts world.
This battle simply refreshed their outlook.

Although Zhang Junbao's performance in Xiangyang City last time was equally astonishing, many martial arts people did not believe that it was true. For them, hearing is false and seeing is believing.

In the eyes of these people, Zhang Junbao is just a charlatan. He hired people to spread the news in the martial arts world in order to become famous.

They even secretly laughed at the martial arts people who rushed to Xiangyang City to attend classes. They didn't even have any brains to be fooled by such cheap tricks.

But this time they couldn't laugh anymore. In just two months, these martial arts people who went to Xiangyang City to study had changed completely, and they were no longer in the same style as them.

Especially after they knew that the martial arts classes in Xiangyang City had been closed, they even sighed and regretted why they were so stupid in the first place and missed such a good opportunity.

It wasn't until they learned that Zhang Junbao was going to open a school in Wudang Mountain to publicly teach Jindan Martial Arts that they turned from sadness to joy.

However, the Wudang Academy is still under preparation, and it will take a long time to wait. Many martial arts people even spontaneously plan to go to Wudang Mountain to serve as volunteers. Many martial arts people also donate heavily, just to help the Wudang Academy be built as soon as possible.

Through the news channels of these people in the world, the deeds of Zhang Junbao and the masters of Xiangyang City spread all over the country in a few days.

Zhang Junbao's god-like performance is certainly shocking, but what surprises people even more is the performance of Xiangyang City's masters. In just over two months, these people have made such earth-shaking changes, which makes everyone jealous. !
With the news coming from all directions, even some extremely stubborn old antiques have to believe that it is all true.

The whole world was boiling with excitement. Almost all the martial arts people in the streets, alleys, teahouses and restaurants were discussing Zhang Junbao and Wudang Academy.

The entire world was immersed in an atmosphere of joy and excitement.

Zhang Junbao's great spirit of spreading martial arts all over the world has conquered the hearts of almost all martial arts people.

The only exception is the Shaolin Temple.

The Shaolin Temple can be described as gloomy these days, and the entire temple is shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

Above the Main Hall, the six elders of the Heart Zen Hall are sitting cross-legged. Opposite them are Abbot Tianming of the Shaolin Temple, the first Zen Master Wuxiang of the Bodhidharma Hall, and the first Zen Master Wuse of the Luohan Hall.

Abbot Tianming sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his face full of sadness, his slender eyebrows wrinkled, and the word Sichuan was squeezed between his eyebrows.

If outsiders saw Abbot Tianming's current appearance, they would definitely not believe their eyes.

As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Abbot Tianming is the leader of the righteous path in the world and holds a high position of authority.

It can be said that there are few things in the entire world that he cannot do.

Who else could see him showing such an expression?

Except for Abbot Tianming, the other eight old monks also had equally ugly expressions.

They gathered together, looking at each other in silence, and a gloomy atmosphere kept brewing among them, as if they were attending a memorial service.

Abbot Tianming let out a long sigh: "Masters and uncles, I have no appearance or color. Things have come to this point. The general situation is difficult to change. Where should the future of Shaolin go?"

The atmosphere in the venue was very solemn, and no one answered Abbot Tianming's question.

After a long time, Zen Master Wuxiang slowly spoke: "Zhang Junbao opened the door of convenience in Xiangyang City to spread the golden elixir martial arts he created, regardless of family background or origin.

No matter he comes from a famous family or is a layman.

As long as you have good intentions and can pass Zhang Junbao's test, you can learn this wonderful martial art from his hands.

But he only shuts out our Shaolin Temple. As long as the disciples who have been in the Shaolin Temple, whether they are ordained monks or lay disciples, he is not willing to teach Jindan Martial Arts.

He is really bullying people too much. He wants our Shaolin Temple to die!
Although he is very reluctant to admit it, the power of the Golden Elixir Martial Arts he created is really too powerful. If he cannot be taught by him, in the long run, Shaolin Temple will not only be unable to maintain its current status, but will also become a third-rate sect. "

The more Zen Master Wuxiang spoke, the angrier he became, as if he couldn't breathe.

If you want to say which martial arts school in the world knows Zhang Junbao the most, it must be the Shaolin Temple.

A few months ago, when the news spread for the first time in the world that Zhang Junbao defeated the [-] Mongolian army with one man, all the sects in the world were doubtful about the news. Only the monks of Shaolin Temple were the first to hear the news. Just believe it's true.

After all, Zhang Junbao's flying sword was just as sharp when it slashed them. If Master Jue Yuan hadn't intervened, the Shaolin Temple would have been a river of blood that day.

When they heard that Zhang Junbao was publicly teaching Golden Elixir Martial Arts, the monks in the Shaolin Temple took action and sent many monks to Xiangyang City to learn Golden Elixir Martial Arts, but they were all rejected by Zhang Junbao.

　I've encountered some things recently, and I'm so worried that I can't explain it in words. The update is also very Buddhist, so I'm really sorry!I finally got everything settled today and can update normally. I will work hard to make up for all the debt I owe before!
　　
　
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