The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 120 Xing Xiu
The Five Decays of Heavenly Beings, in Buddhism, refers to the various strange phenomena that occur when a heavenly being is about to die.

Your clothes are dirty, your hair is withered, your armpits are sweaty, your body is smelly, and you are not happy with me.

Its appearance represents a real step towards death.

Once you possess two of these, you will immediately fall into the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man". From the moment you appear, your remaining life span will be measured in seconds. The higher your martial arts skills, the faster you will die.

Take Li Miao for example, he possesses three supreme paths, but he deliberately left one step untaken on each of the three paths. So his three supreme paths are all "fake", without the magic, which is why he can jump around so lively.

In the battle on Mount Tai, he perfected the "Vajra" on his own in order to fight against Yun Zelin. It seems that only his hair has turned white, which does not seem serious, but if he does not regress, then the "Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man" will become more and more serious as time goes by.

Within a day, Li Miao will also die.

But the man who commanded Zhu Zai to bombard Shaolin, looking at his leisurely and calm attitude, does not look like someone who has less than a day left to live.

Although this person's symptoms of the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man" were more serious than Li Miao's on Mount Tai, they seemed to have been stagnated by some means and showed no sign of continuing to develop.

Li Miao smiled silently.

When he was in Shuntian Prefecture, he rarely showed off his martial arts skills. Even in front of Zhu Zai, he avoided talking about his progress, just to guard against those people and things hiding behind the scenes.

Relying on his own special features, he thinks he is a child of destiny and acts recklessly. He will only die unclearly like Zuo Lishan.

The essence of martial arts is violence, and all power is based on violence.

The person who eats the most may not be the most righteous or the most popular, but he is definitely the best fighter.

The Great Shuo court has ruled the world for nearly two hundred years and has enjoyed the four seas. It would be strange if it did not master the secrets above the top.

After that man gave the order, Zhu Zai ordered his men to fire a few shots as a test.

Just when several Jinyiwei pulled the cannons over and were about to blast open the Shaolin gate.

But then I saw the door slowly open.

An old monk came out from the door. Seeing the many Jinyiwei outside the temple and the cannons with ignited flames, he was not panicked. He put his hands together and bowed to Zhu Zai.

"Master Zhu."

Zhu Zai suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist, signaling the Jinyiwei who were about to fire to stop, and then bowed to the old monk: "Master Xingxiu."

"The imperial court received news that Shaolin was besieged by Mingjiao thieves, so they came to rescue it. Have the Mingjiao thieves retreated?"

The old monk who opened the door and walked out was the junior brother of the contemporary Shaolin abbot Master Xingchi, and one of the only two surviving Shaolin monks of the Xing generation.

Shaolin and Wudang are both known as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, so naturally they had to deal with the Jinyiwei. Zhu Zai came to Shaolin and got to know him.

"Yes, thank you for your concern. I am deeply grateful to you."

"Since you have come from afar, why don't you come to our temple to have a rest and have some vegetarian food and tea?" Xingxiu said.

Zhu Zai turned his head and glanced at the man with the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man": "Brother, how is it?"

The man chuckled and said, "Since Shaolin is fine, I will go back first. I am tired."

"Go and ask about the situation on that day, write a memorial and hand it in. You don't need to reply to me."

After saying that, he turned around, returned to the sedan chair, and slowly left.

Zhu Zai gave an order and asked many Jinyiwei to camp outside the Shaolin Temple first. He also selected a few confidants and followed Xingxiu into the Shaolin gate.

After entering the temple, Zhu Zai saw that the ground was covered with bloodstains that had not yet been cleaned up, but there was no corpse.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, most of them had collapsed, with only a few remote Buddhist temples still intact. Zhu Zai nodded secretly.

It seems that the news received by the court is true. Given Shaolin's background, the Ming Cult must have sent out all its forces to turn Shaolin into this state.

He immediately asked Xing Xiu in front of him, "I wonder how Master Xing Chi is doing now?"

When Xingxiu heard this, he did not stop and said calmly: "Brother is seriously injured, and he has three days to live."

Zhu Zai paused: "Is that so... With your temple's means, who could have hurt Master Xingchi to such an extent?"

"The Ming Cult's donor."

"impossible."

Zhu Zai said firmly: "He is dead. He died in Miaojiang. I saw it clearly that day."

"To prevent the evil of witchcraft, we cut his body into several pieces and transported them to Shuntian in boxes made of cast iron. We had them cut into pieces and finally burned them into a pile of charcoal with my own hands and scattered them into the river."

"No matter how great his martial arts skills are, he is still a human being. No matter how strange his witchcraft is, it is impossible to bring him back to life."

Xing Xiu still said calmly: "I have never practiced martial arts, I have only devoted myself to studying Buddhism. My senior brother asked me to hide that day, so I did not see the situation with my own eyes."

"Master Zhu, please go to see Senior Brother and ask him about all the matters."

After saying that, he took Zhu Zai towards the main hall of Shaolin.

Seeing the temple door slowly closing, Li Miao lightly fell from the treetop, stood there, twirling his fingers, and thought for a moment.

Shaolin didn't seem to have any major problems, which did not surprise Li Miao.

Shaolin has been passed down for thousands of years, so how could it not have some unusual methods?

Over the past thousand years, many outstanding geniuses have emerged in the world. If Ji Tianrui alone could destroy Shaolin, then Shaolin's thousand-year heritage would be a bit ridiculous.

I just don’t know why the Ming Cult attacked Shaolin.

Li Miao turned and left, and found Yin Minjun and Yongjie.

"Elder Yin, take my badge and go find Captain Zhang. Ask him to tell the commander that I will meet him at three o'clock tonight."

"If the man is here, have him hang a lantern outside his tent. If he is not here, have him hang two."

"Yes, sir." Yin Minjun took the badge and left.

Li Miao turned to look at Yong Jie again: "Master, judging from the situation in Shaolin, it should be safe now."

"You can go by yourself. You are Master Xingchi's disciple. The Royal Guards will not stop you. Just don't reveal any information about me."

"If you see Master Xingchi, ask a question for me."

"I am Li Miao, a junior student, who has had some problems with the Ming Cult, and I am willing to help your temple avenge them. However, I have some questions that I would like to ask Master Xingchi for advice."

"I will go to the temple tonight to find you. Let's agree on a place first. If Master Xingchi is willing to see me, please take me there."

Yongjie nodded, agreed on a meeting place with Li Miao, and turned to walk towards the gate of Shaolin Temple.

After being stopped by the Jinyiwei, he explained the situation and then entered the mountain gate.

Li Miao stood there, looking at the thousand-year-old Shaolin temple from afar, without saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)