When the abbot of Shaolin spoke, even the tyrant with eyes above his head would not say much. Hearing the words, he said: "Master abbot has something to say, and I am naturally all ears."

Dugu Fangfang also said: "I was about to listen to the master's advice."

"It's good, it's good." Shi Yongxin said slowly: "It is said that Shaolin disciples are all over the world and they are the most well-informed. So the Luohan Academy of this temple made statistics. Three years and seven months after the Youth League was established, they sold 100 pieces of cloth.

800,000 horses, 105,000 dan of grain, 530,000 weapons of all kinds, 5,800 jins of gold sore medicine, 25,000 sets of farming tools, 176,000 daily utensils..."

"In addition, they also purchased 50 million jins of iron ore, 30 million jins of cotton, nearly one million plants of various Chinese herbal medicines, and various types of scrap iron..."

Through transactions with Qingniancheng, my Shaolin disciples all over the world earned a total of four million taels of silver, but spent eleven million. A total of 250 disciples went bankrupt and 970 disciples were in trouble. In addition,

There are still seven to eight thousand disciples who are living in poverty and have fled to Youth City, essentially breaking away from our Shaolin sect."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "My Shaolin sect has encountered such a dilemma, and I believe that all of you who will follow will also be in a similar situation. As the leader of the sect, Lao Na has always

I am walking on thin ice with trepidation, not daring to hope that I can carry forward the Shaolin sect, but I no longer want to fall in this generation. I am now seventy-five years old, and my fellow disciples from Luohan Hall, Bodhidharma Academy and others are also nearly seventy, and they are all buried up to their necks in the earth.

As a dying man, I don’t even know how long I can protect Shaolin from the wind and rain. My disciple Yilong devotes all his energy to martial arts and has not yet participated in the management of the temple. I worry that in the future, the Shaolin Temple will become the back garden of the Youth League.

ah."

The words of Shaolin Master Shi Yongxin made everyone present think.

The leader of Wudang, Chang Qingzi, is only forty years old, but he has been fighting for the Wudang faction for many years and has suffered a lot of injuries. He is afraid that he will have to abdicate before he reaches sixty, and by then he may not even be able to lift a sword.

Dugu Yifang is only forty or fifty years old, and he has his cheap elder brother, the sword master who swept across Japan, but after all, time is not forgiving. The younger generation of Wushuang City, namely Dugu Ming and Ding Song, are somewhat outstanding, and there are many others left.

He is a mediocre person. This is because in the past few years, Wushuang City has fought too many battles and many young masters have died in battle.

"Master Shi Yongxin is absolutely right." Chang Qingzi sighed: "What Master Abbot did not say is that the Youth League is not just Chen Zhao.

Differently, the martial arts of dozens of disciples have grown extremely fast. A month ago, one of his disciples, named Wang Qing, fought against the three masters of Dongyue Buqun, Nanluan Zhuge, and Xiling Laughing Buddha in forty or fifty rounds.

So he took their lives. And he was just an ordinary disciple of Chen Zhao."

"Taoist Priest Chang Qingzi is right!"

Cao Huachun stood up with a wry smile on his face: "Our orthodox dynasty is similar to those here. Tax revenue has dropped sharply, the combat effectiveness of the Forbidden Army has declined, and the people are unwilling to starve to death in An'an, and have fled to Youth City in large numbers. If this continues, within seven or eight years, our

The economy of the orthodox dynasty will collapse, and the people will follow the example of the praying mantis."

Huang Ying also interjected: "You are right, the products of Youth City are also sold to Japan. Our Japanese products cannot compete with the products of Youth City in the market. Many workshops have closed down, and the fiscal revenue has dropped significantly.

Therefore, even the emperor had to live frugally."

Speaking of this, Huang Ying said bitterly: "Nowadays, the economic lifeline of the world is completely controlled by Chen Zhao. Whoever they want to be poor can be made poor!"

Dugu Fang stood up and said: "Even the representatives of Japan said so. You can imagine how powerful they are. Even Chen Zhao's father-in-law, I, can't help but suffer from poverty. You can imagine that if nothing else is said, Jane

In other words, all the big guys’ money has been taken away by the Youth League.”

"After all, I wonder what Lord Dugu City has in mind?" Xiong Ba asked calmly.

He didn't like being alone in leading a meeting.

However, after Xiong Ba's battle with Jue Wushen that day, he became more cautious and would not act rashly.

You must know that Dugu Yifang has a sword master by his side and the Japanese master Huang Ying for support. If there is a fight, the Orthodox Dynasty, Shaolin, and Wudang will all stand by and watch. They may even have closer ties with Wushuang City.

Closer.

Therefore, if he takes action rashly, he could easily end up being beaten.

Thinking of this, Xiongba couldn't help but feel a little palpitated.

Once upon a time, Wushuang City was struggling to hold on under the offensive of the Tianxiahui. Unexpectedly, just a few years later, not only did they rise strongly, but they also relied on foreign countries and self-respect to form alliances with various major sects, showing signs of overpowering the Tianxiahui.
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