pertwk Chapter 72 Fang Zheng, get out here!
Chapter 72 Fang Zheng, get out here!
Zhong Yuan raised an eyebrow.
Duan Zhengchun?
The withered and flourishing old monk?
It turned out that the old monk was not from Shaolin Temple, but from Tianlong Temple.
Judging from their voices...
It seems they came in search of Duan Yu?
Duan Yu has been kidnapped?
He is also one of the top martial arts masters in the world!
now.
A rather absurd thought suddenly flashed through Zhong Yuan's mind.
Li Qiushui...
Duan Yu...
Could it be that Li Qiushui kidnapped Duan Yu?
if it is like this.
Wouldn't that kid Duan Yu be in for a treat and have a great time?
After all, given this kid's personality, if he saw Li Qiushui, wouldn't he be so happy that he wouldn't want to leave, and would want to chase after Li Qiushui every day calling her "Fairy Sister"?
Li Qiushui also liked to keep male lovers.
Duan Yu is a pretty boy again.
These two are a perfect match!
Could it be that Li Qiushui kidnapped Duan Yu because she had taken a liking to him and was planning a twilight romance?
The thought of Duan Yu possibly holding the eighty-year-old Li Qiushui and calling her "sister" is unbearable.
Zhong Yuan couldn't help but get goosebumps all over.
At this time.
The eminent monk Xuanji, standing in the middle, addressed the Zen Master Kurong beside him, saying, "Master Kurong."
"Should we wait for Chief Qiao of the Beggars' Sect?"
Zen Master Kurong nodded slightly.
"This time, rumors have spread throughout the martial arts world that the Heavenly Child Granny of Lingjiu Palace stole the Shaolin Temple's Yi Jin Jing, the Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Stick Technique, the Dali Duan Family's Six Meridian Divine Sword, the Suzhou Murong's Star Shift Technique, as well as martial arts manuals from various sects. There must be a big conspiracy behind this."
"Since we are gathered here, we should pool our collective strength!"
"In the martial arts world today, the Beggars' Sect is the largest sect!"
"The Beggar Clan's Chief Qiao is a peerless hero."
"If we enter Lingjiu Temple before he arrives, it would be disrespectful to the Beggars' Sect."
At this time.
Suddenly, someone shouted loudly from the other side.
"Qiao Feng of the Beggars' Sect arrived a step too late!"
"I am deeply grateful to Master Kurong for his high regard!"
"Qiao Feng thanks you!"
Wow!
As that rough voice rang out.
All eyes turned to that direction.
Under the watchful eyes of that group of martial arts practitioners.
A tall, imposing man, dressed in simple cloth, led a group of beggars whose clothes were patched and who carried sticks, and strode over.
Hu Yanbao, standing beside Zhong Yuan, saw this and a look of joy flashed across his face. He excitedly asked Zhong Yuan, "Brother Fang, did you see it?"
"That's none other than Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect!"
"A first-rate hero, a true champion in the martial world today!"
"The Beggars' Sect and Shaolin Temple are the leading forces in the martial arts world today."
"I've long heard of Qiao Feng in the North and Murong Fu in the South!"
"Now that I see him, he truly is a magnificent man, worthy of his reputation as a powerful and influential figure in the martial world, a leader among men!"
"This trip was definitely worthwhile!"
Hu Yanhu, who was standing to the side, also had a look of amazement in his eyes.
"Qiao Feng led the Beggars' Sect for many years, taking it upon himself to assist the imperial court and resist foreign enemies."
"He truly deserves the title of a great hero."
Zhong Yuan was also quite surprised that Qiao Feng could come to Lingjiu Temple at this time.
It seems the Xingzilin Conference has not yet been held.
Today, he remains a great hero and a great man admired by everyone.
The phrase "spirited and vigorous" is not enough to describe Qiao Feng at this moment!
It would be a great pity if such figures could not be recruited into his Ming Cult.
Fortunately.
It's not too late!
at this time.
Qiao Feng walked up to the three monks, including Master Kurong, Xuanji, and Xuantong, and greeted them with clasped hands and a bow, saying, "Master Kurong."
"Master Xuanji, Master Xuantong!"
"Long time no see!"
Upon seeing this, the monk Xuanji's face flashed with appreciation, and he then said to Qiao Feng, "Since Chief Qiao has also arrived."
"Now it's time to knock on the door and invite the master of Lingjiu Temple out for a chat."
Just then.
Then they heard Bao Butong's voice coming from the other side!
"No, no!"
"Do the high monks of Shaolin Temple only know 'Qiao Feng of the North' and not 'Murong of the South'?"
"It's possible that the 'Star Shift' technique of my Murong family in Gusu has already been stolen by that sorcerer, Tianshan Tonglao."
"My young master is, after all, a figure on par with Chief Qiao!"
"You knocked on the door before my young master arrived. Do you think you're disrespecting him?"
As Bao finished speaking.
Over there, a path was cleared through the crowd.
Led by Murong Fu, and with Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e as his assistants, they emerged from behind the crowd.
Bao Butong appeared to be defending Murong Fu.
Upon seeing this, the monk Xuanji immediately clasped his hands and said, "So Young Master Murong has also arrived!"
"It is we monks who have been impolite!"
Murong Fu, with the air of a refined gentleman, waved his folding fan, displaying unparalleled elegance.
He smiled at the monk Xuanji and said, "Master Xuanji, please don't take offense!"
"My brother is always outspoken."
"No malicious intent!"
Murong Fu's opening remarks perfectly showcased the demeanor of the "Southern Murong".
Xuanji said, "No, no."
"This benefactor is clearly a straightforward person. It is a blessing for Young Master Murong to have such a capable person under his command."
Murong Fu stood humbly to the side, but out of the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at Qiao Feng.
The two had just exchanged a glance.
Qiao Feng gave Murong Fu a polite nod.
Murong Fu returned the greeting as a matter of courtesy.
This was the first time that the two most renowned martial arts masters of the time had come into such close contact.
now.
Zhong Yuan looked at the elegant Murong Fu and couldn't help but think to himself.
This really put Murong Fu in a bad position.
The people from the martial arts world around them all showed strange expressions.
Qiao Feng of the North!
Nan Murong!
These two are the most prominent figures in the martial arts world in recent years!
now!
The two of them gathered together!
It was truly an eye-opener!
Hu Yanbao muttered to himself, "This Murong Fu does seem to have quite a presence."
Hu Yanhu nodded slightly.
Mu Wanqing stood beside Zhong Yuan, looking at no one but at Zhong Yuan's profile, lost in thought.
Just now.
The monk Xuanji was already preparing to step forward and knock on the door.
But then the tightly closed gates of Lingjiu Temple slowly opened!
The door hinges made a creaking sound!
The sparrows under the eaves were startled and flew away.
A novice monk dressed in grey robes stepped out and greeted the assembled martial arts heroes outside the courtyard with his hands clasped together, saying, "Esteemed benefactors!"
"My host has been waiting for you all for quite some time."
Immediately.
The novice monk turned and went back to the courtyard.
Seeing this, the group, led by Shaolin monks Xuanji and Xuantong, followed closely by Qiao Feng, Zen Master Kurong, and Murong Fu, all headed towards the temple.
Zhong Yuan and the others waited until most of the martial arts practitioners had entered before slowly making their way inside.
The temple courtyard was spotless, with moss growing in the cracks between the blue bricks.
In the stone incense burner in front of the main hall, a stick of sandalwood incense was emitting wisps of smoke, the fragrance mingling with the sweet scent of the old osmanthus in the courtyard, filling the entire area.
Although Zhong Yuan was in the back, he could still see the plaque of the Mahavira Hall at a glance.
The plaque had lost its vermilion color, and there were many cobwebs between the brackets, but it did not appear dilapidated. Instead, it exuded a tranquil atmosphere of being at peace with the world.
I think so.
Lingjiu Temple isn't very popular, otherwise it wouldn't have such a tranquil atmosphere.
At this time.
An old monk with a white beard emerged from the main hall. He was hunched over and looked at the many martial arts practitioners who were pouring into the hall.
There seemed to be little unusual color, only a calm as deep as a valley.
The white-bearded old monk clasped his hands in greeting to the crowd and said, "This old monk is Huishen."
"Honorable monks, your presence at Lingjiu Temple is truly a privilege."
"This is truly an unprecedented event in the hundreds of years that our temple has never seen before."
"Esteemed benefactors, if you have come seeking martial arts manuals, you may now turn around and leave."
"If you're here to meditate and worship Buddha, you can stay a little longer."
The white-bearded old monk uttered these words.
This immediately angered many people in the martial arts world!
Someone shouted!
"Old monk!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Did you hide all the martial arts manuals that Tianshan Child Granny stole in your Lingjiu Temple?!"
"If you don't give us an explanation today!"
"Don't even think about us coming down the mountain!"
"That's right!"
"We must get an explanation!"
"Otherwise, we'll turn your Lingjiu Temple upside down!"
"We must also find our lost martial arts manual!"
"That's right, the martial arts manuals of my Qingcheng Sect cannot simply disappear for no reason!"
"Our Kongtong Sect also needs an explanation!"
The group of martial arts practitioners started shouting and yelling at each other.
The white-bearded old monk standing in front of the main hall remained calm and composed, displaying an air of composure that would not waver even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
At this time.
Qiao Feng stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to the white-bearded old monk, saying, "Master Huishen!"
"I am Qiao Feng of the Beggars' Sect!"
"Today, heroes from all walks of life have gathered at your esteemed temple."
"It's only to solve the problem of the martial arts manuals that have been stolen from various sects in the martial arts world."
"If this matter is related to your temple, please speak frankly, Master Huishen."
"If this has nothing to do with your temple, Master Huishen, please clarify whether you have any connection with that traitor of the Free and Unfettered Sect, Tianshan Tonglao!"
"Restore your temple's innocence!"
"Otherwise, with the public outrage today, your century-old temple might be destroyed in an instant."
When Qiao Feng spoke, the assembled heroes of the martial arts world fell silent.
The white-bearded old monk glanced at Qiao Feng, then smiled faintly.
"Chief Qiao of the Beggars' Sect is indeed extraordinary."
"However, your school's Dog-Beating Stick Technique should not have been lost."
"Why should Steve Jobs get involved in this mess?"
Qiao Feng said, "Our Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Staff Technique has indeed not been lost, but it may have been copied by others."
"Therefore, Qiao Feng has come today to get to the bottom of this matter!"
The white-bearded old monk nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. He looked up at the crowd, then his gaze fell on Xuanji and Xuantong of Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Kurong of Tianlong Temple, and Murong Fu.
"Masters Kurong, Xuanji, and Xuantong, and Young Master Murong!"
"None of the martial arts manuals of your three families have been lost."
"But since you've all come, you must all share the same thoughts as Steve Jobs, right?"
Xuanji held his hands and said, "Master Huishen, the Yi Jin Jing is a secret martial arts manual of our Shaolin Temple that is not passed on to outsiders."
"This humble monk, along with my junior brother Xuantong and Zen Master Kurong, once personally visited the Langhuan Blessed Land at the foot of Wuliang Mountain."
"Indeed, I saw bookshelves in that blessed land of Langhuan, with the names of various martial arts manuals and secret techniques engraved on them."
"Although the bookshelf was empty, it's likely that if that person hadn't hidden those martial arts manuals in the Langhuan Paradise, how could the bookshelf have remained empty!"
"Therefore, we monks have come here today to find out the truth."
"We implore Master Huishen to do us this favor!"
at this time.
Master Huishen sighed softly.
"All is emptiness, but cause and effect are not empty."
"Gentlemen, since you are so insistent on this, then please do as you please."
"You may search the entire Lingjiu Temple."
Master Huishen's attitude greatly surprised many people in the martial arts world.
It's unclear whether the old monk did this on purpose or was genuinely unafraid of what might be found during the search.
Someone shouted it out loud!
"Don't be fooled by this old monk, everyone!"
"If Lingjiu Temple didn't have the martial arts manual hidden by the Heavenly Mountain Child Granny!"
"How could Duan Yu, the heir of the Prince of Zhennan of Dali, make such a baseless claim that the various secret manuals stolen by Tianshan Tonglao are all hidden in this Lingjiu Temple!"
"I think it's obvious that the old monk has been in cahoots with that Heavenly Mountain Child Granny all along!"
"Let's all work together!"
"Today, we'll turn this Lingjiu Temple upside down!"
"We also need to find our stolen martial arts manuals!"
At this time.
A loud shout came from outside the temple.
"A bunch of ignorant and stupid fools dare to cause trouble at Lingjiu Temple!"
"Let's see who dares to make a move at Lingjiu Temple!"
"Grandma, I will definitely not let a single one of them go!"
Wow!
As the voice faded away.
Lingjiu Temple fell into a moment of silence.
next moment.
All that could be seen was outside Lingjiu Temple.
Hundreds of figures rushed in and gathered around Lingjiu Temple.
A petite figure flew directly in from outside the temple, passing over the heads of the group of martial arts practitioners.
It landed above the main hall of the temple!
Zhong Yuan looked up and saw that Tianshan Tonglao's face was also covered with a black veil.
A fierce glint flashed in her eyes as she swept her gaze across the martial arts heroes in the courtyard below!
This scene, witnessed by many martial arts practitioners, left them all astonished by Tianshan Tonglao's incredible lightness skill.
Many people stared in astonishment at the Heavenly Child Granny on the main hall.
Standing to Zhong Yuan's left, Hu Yanhu, upon seeing this, murmured in astonishment, "This... could it be the great demon, Tianshan Child Granny?"
"Truly a child's body, yet possessing the appearance of a demon!"
Zhong Yuan raised an eyebrow.
The Heavenly Child Granny has truly appeared!
It seems there's quite a lively scene at Lingjiu Temple today!
Li Qiushui might be arriving soon!
Just then.
Then, the Mountain Child Granny looked around the arena and let out a loud shout.
"Proof!"
"I know you're here!"
"Get out here right now!!!"
As Tianshan Tonglao finished speaking.
It instantly ignited the entire venue!
Many martial arts practitioners were taken aback, their expressions changing as they looked bewildered.
"Symptoms?"
"Who is Fang Zheng?"
"This female demon must be the Heavenly Child Granny!"