Chapter 302: Jianghu loyalty
In the living room of Zuo Mansion in Luoyang, after Zuo Lengchan received the news, he sat there thinking for a long time. He just couldn't figure out the meaning of the Demon Cult's sneak attack on Shaolin.

This style of doing things is very un-Dongfang Bubai.

A moment later, Mo Da and Yue Buqun stepped into the doorway almost at the same time, both of them with solemn expressions on their faces.

Obviously, they have also learned about this news that is enough to make it to the hot search list.

"Please take a seat, my two junior brothers." Zuo Lengchan waved his sleeves, motioning for the two to sit down and chat, "What do you think of the Demon Cult's sneak attack on Shaolin this time?"

Mo Da unconsciously stroked his sparse beard with his fingers, his eyes full of confusion.

He pondered for a while, but ultimately could not say anything. He just shook his head, lamenting the unpredictable changes in the world.

Yue Buqun couldn't help but speculate: "Could it be that Dongfang Bubai is really that strong that he can withstand the attacks of Ren Woxing and Shaolin Temple at the same time?"

Zuo Lengchan didn't say anything. He recalled that night many years ago.

Even though he has mastered the swordsmanship now, he is still not sure of winning when facing Dongfang Bubai's ghostly movements.

But if he fights with Master Fang Zheng, it is still unknown who will win or lose.

Then he thought of Ren Woxing again, and Zuo Lengchan was surprised to find that he might be the only person in the martial arts world today who had fought with Dongfang Bubai, Master Fangzheng, and Ren Woxing and was still alive.

It was just a tentative exchange with Master Fang Zheng. The old monk's strength was unfathomable, but he did not have the huge gap between them that Dongfang Bubai brought.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lengchan slowly said, "Dongfang Bubai is a powerful martial artist. It will be stressful for him to deal with Master Fang Zheng and Ren Woxing at the same time. But we all know that Shaolin Temple and Ren Woxing cannot be in collusion."

These words surprised Mo Yue and the others, because Zuo Lengchan said "some pressure".

So in the mind of Alliance Leader Zuo, is Dongfang Bubai already this strong? .
"According to Senior Brother Zuo, what should we do now?" Yue Buqun asked with a bow.

Zuo Lengchan smiled and said slowly: "Don't worry, Junior Brother Deng has already arranged what we should do. Now we just have to see how Shaolin reacts."

After saying this, Lao Zuo laughed even more happily. It turned out that it was so cool to sit on the mountain and watch tigers fight. No wonder Master Fang Zheng liked it. Now it was finally his turn to enjoy this treatment.

Mo Da and Yue Buqun looked at each other, both showing helpless expressions. Senior Brother Zuo was too arrogant.
At the same time, outside Fudian Town at the foot of Mount Song, Dong Qianfeng gathered the escaped brothers of Fenglei Hall.

After counting the number of people, there were 300 heroes when they left, and 108 people returned. This sneak attack can be said to be a huge loss!
Several brothers went to the town to buy a lot of food and drinks. Everyone ate while waiting to see if there were any brothers who were left alone to join them.

But they waited from morning till sunset, and there was no change in the number of people.

"Damn it!" Dong Qianfeng suddenly smashed an empty wine jar. He never expected that even his eldest brother and third brother couldn't escape.

As the saying goes, when you are in the underworld, you must be loyal. If he doesn't care about his eldest brother and third brother, how can he survive in the underworld in the future?

At this time, a middle-aged man came over, bowed and asked, "Deputy Hall Master, the brothers are now in a panic and don't know what to do. Please tell me what we should do next?"

Dong Qianfeng closed his eyes and thought for a while before he spoke: "Let the brothers disguise themselves and go to Shaolin Temple to gather information and see what the brothers who were captured by those bald donkeys are like. If they are still alive, we must find a way to rescue them! If not, we will fight to the death with Shaolin!"

Still want to go to Shaolin?
The middle-aged man looked embarrassed. The brothers had just left that place, and he was afraid that few of them would be willing!
He thought for a while before saying, "Deputy Hall Master, when we talk about Shaolin now, the brothers will inevitably feel scared. We have just escaped from danger, and I'm afraid the brothers will not be willing to set foot in Shaolin again."

Dong Qianfeng frowned slightly. He glanced at the listless crowd and knew in his heart that he could not force them anymore, otherwise it would definitely lead to the team's disintegration.

"Ugh"

He sighed and said earnestly, "How could I not know that you brothers are afraid? But we in the Divine Religion put righteousness first! Now, my eldest brother, my third brother, and many other brothers are trapped in Shaolin and their lives are uncertain. How can we just sit there and watch? I assure you that this trip is only to find out the truth, not to fight. Don't worry, brothers!"

Dong Qianfeng looked around and said firmly, "I believe that none of you brothers are afraid of death. We have come out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. How can we be frightened by a mere Shaolin? If anyone is willing, go to Shaolin with me to rescue the brothers and fulfill the loyalty of our hall!"

After saying this, he waited for a moment, and saw dozens of people gradually step forward from the crowd, their eyes determined and without any fear.

Dong Qianfeng felt very pleased, knowing that these brothers were true patriots!
As for those who were unwilling to go, he did not force them to go. Instead, he arranged for them to disperse near Songshan Mountain, ready to pick them up at any time.

With the help of a brother, Dong Qianfeng disguised himself as a dark-faced man, thinking of pretending to be a pilgrim to burn incense in the temple and taking the opportunity to investigate.

But what he didn't expect was that when he arrived at the foot of Mount Shaoshi, he saw a constant stream of people from all walks of life, some in a hurry, some stopping to talk, their faces all filled with curiosity and excitement about what they were about to witness.

Dong Qianfeng was speechless. This sudden bustle forced him to rethink his plan. After all, with so many eyes and ears, entering the temple as a pilgrim would be particularly eye-catching.

He led his brothers to a handsome young man, wanting to hear what so many people from the underworld were doing in Shaolin Temple.

After asking around, I found out that these people went to Shaolin to join in the fun. They all heard that Shaolin Temple was attacked last night and even the Main Hall was burned down. How could they not watch such a sensational event in the martial arts world?

After hearing this, Dong Qianfeng couldn't help but glance at the brothers behind him and asked in a low voice: "When you left, did you see that the Great Hall was on fire?"

Several brothers looked at each other and shook their heads, saying that when they evacuated, they only saw the Heavenly King Hall on fire, and the fire in the Main Hall seemed to have been extinguished.

Dong Qianfeng looked at the crowd and immediately chose to join them, following the team up to Mount Shaoshi.

Compared to pilgrims, they are indeed more suitable to play the role of people in the world.

However, when everyone approached the Faru Pagoda, they were stopped by Shaolin monks.

In response to everyone's questions, the monk kindly said that Shaolin was giving a lecture and it was not convenient to receive fellow martial artists.
(End of this chapter)