"Hmph! Over and over again, do you really think that my Huashan Mountain is made of mud?"

Huang Lin shouted gloomily:

"Hu Kui!"

"exist!"

Hu Kui immediately bowed his hands.

"Two pieces of news! There is a rumor that there is an inn in various places, and we will spread it with all our strength in ten days!"

“First, we should report the cases of obscene begging for children and secret possession of wanted criminals in Buddhist temples in various places in recent years, including 37 temples including Guanghua Temple in Kaifeng, Dadong Temple in Nanyang, and Baoguo Temple in Beijing.

After the people at the inn sorted it out, they reported it to the local government in hiding! I want this matter to spread throughout the Ming Dynasty!"

"Secondly, the Shaolin Temple has invaded fertile land, concealed its population, and set up private monks and soldiers. Even the Buddha statues are made of fine copper, and even have gold bodies. They have money, food, and soldiers. What do you want to do? Rebellion!"

After Huang Lin finished telling the two pieces of news, he turned to Hu Kui and asked:

"These two pieces of news will be distributed in ten days. All major inns will have them. Don't just play in our inns. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Tell the story of "Xiantian Gong" back to Huashan so that the mountain can be prepared!"

"yes!"

"In addition, let me spread another piece of news, saying that the next generation leader of Huashan, Huang Bulin, will visit the young master in ten days and visit Shaolin!"

"yes!"

One day later, there were rumors in Henan that Huang Bulin, the youngest master in the world and the next generation master of Huashan, was going to test the sword in Shaolin!

In the following days, the news spread out of Henan like a hurricane, and the world was boiling.

Many martial arts people rushed towards Songshan Mountain.

Songshan Mountain is located at the easternmost end of Henan Prefecture, and further east is the boundary of Kaifeng Prefecture.

There is a county town at the foot of the mountain named Dengfeng.

According to legend, Wu Zetian changed its name after ascending Mount Song to enshrine Zen.

Although Dengfeng is only a small county town, it has a lot of people because of the Shaolin Temple and Songshan Sect nearby.

Inns of all sizes are scattered throughout the city, and one inn also has a branch here.

"Junior Brother Huang, why are you suddenly going to sword test Shaolin?"

In the backyard of the inn, Huang Lin and Yue Buqun were sitting in the courtyard.

"Haha, you will find out when you return to Huashan. There are still surprises waiting for you."

Huang Lin did not directly answer Yue Buqun's words. He did not know these things yet, nor did he know that he was about to become the next generation to take charge.

"It's mysterious. Hey, how did it feel to kill someone when you first came down the mountain?"

When Yue Buqun asked this question, he was quite embarrassed.

"I don't feel anything. It's not like you haven't killed chickens before in the mountains, so killing people is no different from killing chickens."

Huang Lin said with an indifferent expression.

Yue Buqun curled his lips when he heard this and said:

"Hey, just brag, I don't believe it."

"You've never heard of the name 'Guest in Blood Clothes' in the area south of Xi'an Mansion?"

Huang Lin glanced at him and spoke lightly.

Yue Buqun's eyes suddenly opened wide and he murmured:

"That copycat killer who visited five villages in one day and killed hundreds of people was you?"

"Okay, let's go rest and accompany me to Shaolin tomorrow!"

Huang Lin's face darkened, he stood up and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Can you chat? What a copycat killer! How many years has it been? There are still people who remember it!

The next day, the tenth day of May

The two of them rode out of the city together, both wearing improved Huashan sect uniforms. I wonder where Yue Buqun found someone to change them.

"Brother Yue, what do you think of this Shaolin Temple?"

Huang Lin asked softly, not paying attention to the people flying by on the road.

"Shaolin? A great sect of righteousness. It has been the leader in the world for hundreds of years. It is the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. It is admired by people."

Yue Buqun had a look of respect on his face.

"Forget it, don't talk casually after we get up there."

Huang Lin has no intention of training Lao Yue right now. Let Ning Qingyu teach him after he returns to the mountain.

"Ah? Okay."

Yue Buqun didn't understand why Huang Lin suddenly changed his tone, but since he said this, there must be something he didn't know, so he nodded in agreement.

Not long after, they saw Zuo Mu leading a group of Songshan sect masters waiting here, and Zuo Lengchan was among them.

"Bu Lin has met Master Zuo!"

Huang Lin led Yue Buqun to dismount, saluted Zuo Mu, and introduced them to the two of them:

"Senior Brother Yue, this is Senior Uncle Zuo Mu Zuo, the head of the Songshan Sect."

"Uncle Zuo, this is Yue Buqun, the leader of Ning."

"Huashan Yue Buqun has met Master Zuo!"

Yue Buqun is a talented person and his demeanor is beyond words.

"Hahahahaha, there are so many talented people in Huashan, I envy Zuo! Leng Chan, come over and meet the two masters from Huashan. You are similar in age. Let's get closer in the future!"

After another salute, everyone walked up the mountain. Zuo Mu and Huang Lin walked in front and whispered:

"Master Nephew Huang, Zuo never expected that you would reach the top. It's just unwise to be so impulsive!"

"Master Zuo is worrying too much. This matter has been spread throughout the world. It's just a discussion. In addition, the Demon Sect may make some moves in the near future. Please pay more attention to Master Zuo."

Huang Lin smiled, he was not worried about the Songshan Sect either.

However, the Songshan Sect is not having a good life now, and they are still struggling to survive with Shaolin.

Chatting all the way up the mountain.

Not long after, he met people from other Wuyue sects one after another. Huang Lin only knew Tu Dongqi from the Hengshan sect and was not familiar with the others. After several introductions, they got together and went to Shaolin.

Ning Qingyu originally sent people over, but Huang Lin drove them back to prevent the Demon Cult from attacking the mountain.

When he reached the gate of Shaolin Mountain, before the visiting monks could approach him, Huang Lin raised his spirits and spoke:

"Huashan Huang Bulin, come and pay homage to the mountain!"

The sound was loud and resounded throughout Shaolin.

There is no echo in the mountains!

"Is this Huang Bulin? He is really young!"

"Hey, I just looked at him several times and thought he was a junior from some family!"

"What a profound inner strength!"

When the knights and knights at the Shaolin Mountain Gate saw this, they started talking one after another.

They knew that this group of people were from the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but they didn't know Huang Lin, and thought he was just following him to gain more knowledge.

Huang Lin doesn't make many public appearances, and most people only know his name. This is the first time he has appeared publicly.

"Amitabha~"

A Buddha's chant came from the mountain, suppressing the noisy sounds around the mountain gate.

There was no echo again.

The two of them exchanged a move in the air, no matter who won or lost!

Outside the Main Hall is a wide square.

Abbot Wen Zai of Shaolin led the heads of each academy to receive the heroes who had entered Shaolin.

Hearing Huang Lin's voice coming from the bottom of the mountain, he immediately called back the Buddha's name.

Then he stood up slowly and said:

"Amitabha, everyone, please wait a moment. The head of each courtyard will follow Lao Na to greet the little benefactor Huang from Huashan Mountain!"

"Master, Huang Bulin is just a junior. Do you and the leaders need to greet him in person?"

Fang Sheng asked softly.
To be continued...