C10 (1/2)

The autumn wind carried with it the last breath of the season. It was blowing fiercely in this small town, bringing with it a bit of the sharpness of the cold wind.

The evening wind sent a chill down the spines of the idlers outside. He hurried back to the house and closed the door.

At this moment, the Niu Yang Yamen was brightly lit.

Under normal circumstances, Ah Bao would already be at the ”Drunken Flower Hall” by this time. In fact, he was still standing guard at the entrance of the yamen with his hands folded inside his sleeves. A gun had been shot slantingly and listlessly under his arm. However, he could not hide the nervousness written on his face, just like the face of Qin Gang beside him. Until now, the two of them had not spoken a word.

According to past experience, this situation could only be explained in one way. Something big was happening.

It was indeed a big matter. For Master.

Through the bright light, the living room window cast a shadow, moving quickly from side to side.

There were three people in the hall.

He was pacing back and forth in front of the coffee table, frowning.

There were two people sitting on both sides of the table. One was the ”Silver Swallow Plum Blades”, the terrifying ”Cold-blooded Thirteen Swords” was commanding the Wind Slaughtering City. At this moment, the scar on his face was shining under the light, while the other was an old man, about sixty years old. He wore a grey robe, and had an eight inch white beard, five inch white eyebrows. What was strange was that those two hands were blood-red in color. His ten fingers also had two inch long fingernails and the same blood-red fingernails! It was none other than one of the five wonders of the martial arts world, ”Ancestor Bai Shan”. There was no one in the martial arts world who did not know of the name 'Ancestor Bai Shan'. Thirty years ago, he became one of the top five experts in the world with the help of the ”Blood Demon Grand Magic”. Together with Tian Shan's ”Grandmaster Ming Meng”, Shaolin's ”Mirror Master”, Wu Dang, Daoist Master Zhang, the legendary ”Carefree Immortal” and the Murong Family's ”Murong Yunfei”, he was also known as the ”Five Geniuses of the Jianghu”. Patriarch Bai Shan's martial arts were profound and complex, and he was almost proficient in the essence of every sect's martial arts. He was both righteous and evil, but his personality was especially eccentric. In his entire life, he had taken in three disciples, the ”Three Friends of the Peach Blossom Bamboo”.

Among the five, the ”Bright Mirror Mage” had long since inherited the ”Bone Ablutionary Scripture” and was wandering around the four seas. Zhang Zhenren had always cultivated in seclusion, rarely going down the mountain; the Murong Family had interacted with the Young People of the Jianghu; the ”Carefree Immortal” had rarely been seen in the Jianghu; the ”Grand Master Mingyan” had disappeared after the battle of the Tianshan Mountains and his whereabouts were unknown; and the Jianghu had long spread that the ”Old Patriarch of the White Mountain” had faded out of the lake after the battle of the Tianshan Mountains ten years ago.

He had never thought that 'ancestor Bai Shan' would appear at Niu Yang yamen at this moment.

Master Diao walked to the window again, only to see that there were five corpses on the floor beneath the window! From the Baihui Acupuncture Point to the Qi Sea, six ”Soul Chasing Arrows” were neatly stabbed into the bodies of the five Chen Brothers.

Master Diao frowned and turned around. He looked at ”Ancestor Bai Shan” with suspicion.

”Master, you said …” Is this really the 'Flowing Cloud Soaring Sleeve'? ”

He actually called ”ancestor Bai Shan” his master? It seemed to be the truth. Otherwise, no one would be able to easily invite 'ancestor Bai Shan'. Master Diao's feelings were none other than ”Bai Shan Ancestor's” eldest disciple, ”Peach Blossom Fan” from Southern Palace City!

”Yes …” The ancestor stroked his beard and said, ”Although I have never seen 'Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves' with my own eyes, but looking at this technique, only 'Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves' are able to shoot out six arrows evenly and hit the same spot. The accuracy of the acupuncture points and the power of the attack are things that can only be accomplished by 'Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves' in this world.”

”But according to what Master knows, 'Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves' is actually the ultimate technique of the Penglai Divine Monk Xiao Yao. Master has never seen this person in his life but twenty years ago, someone saw him use this technique to eliminate the 'Black Mountain Monster'. ”Moreover, it is said that the 'Flying Cloud Sleeve Technique' is only a small part of the 'Primordius Primordial Scripture' …”

Upon hearing ”Primordius Sutra”, Master Diao's eyes suddenly lit up, ”Master, you said that the” Primordius Sutra ”really exists? That Blood Rings Saber of his wife also exists?! ”

”Yes, the 'True Primordius Scripture' is hidden within the blade scriptures. In order to obtain the 'True Primordius Scripture', one must first obtain the blade …”

”Is the legend of the martial arts world true or not?!”

”Patriarch White Mountain” sipped his tea and did not reply.

”So you're saying that the Free and Unfettered Immortal has come for Kaifeng as well? ”This is strange …”

”Mm …” ”This chance is not high.” Patriarch Bai Shan waved his hand and said, ”After all, this is a rumor in the martial arts world. I think there might be someone else who knows of the Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves …”

”Kaifeng has such an expert? But we don't know? ” Master Diao took a few steps closer. He simply could not believe it.

”Humph!” You … ”There are many who don't know …” With a flick of his right sleeve, Patriarch White Mountain picked up his teacup again and said no more. He really did have a bit of a temper.

”Eh?” Master Diao turned to face the city. ”Take your brother and check if there are any suspicious people in Kaifeng and Niu Yang Town …”

”Sigh, Big Brother.” Tu Feng City raised its head, ”I've specially assigned the 'Hidden Dragon' to thoroughly investigate the entire Kai Feng City and Niu Yang Town today …”

”Is there anything wrong?”

”Yeah, there's a situation. According to the citizens of Niu Yang City, Old Man Chu of the Five Edge Academy left Niu Yang Town together with his grandson. He still hasn't returned …”

”Hmm?” He turned his head sideways.

”Besides, I have another information. ”This old man is not a native, he came from a foreign land eight years ago. I heard that he went to Shaolin Temple for help …”

”Shaolin Temple?” ”Ask for treatment?” Who are you looking for? ”

”...” When he was exploring Shaolin Temple today, according to the tasty monk who had cooked for thirty years in the temple, he vaguely remembered one night eight years ago when he was carrying water through the Tallinn, he saw an outsider bringing a child to find Master Ku Chan … ”

The Embroidered Uniform Guard was indeed extraordinary. They would consider everything without leakage.

”Shaolin Temple?”

”Withered-Zen – Great Teacher?” A cold light flashed in Master Diao's eyes.

Ten miles southwest of Niuyang Town is Shaolin Temple.

In the last two years, the Shaolin Temple has been full of incense and fire, and has been favored by the emperor.

At this time, it was midnight. Although it was a bit cold, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The shadow of the moon danced in the sky, and the surroundings were completely silent.

On the ridge that led to Shaowang Mountain, a black shadow flew up like black smoke.

Around the Great Hall, about 150 steps along the stone road on the left was the Shaolin Temple Tallinn. Above the Tallinn was the Bell Tower.

Behind the clock tower was the treasure trove of Shaolin Town, the ”Scripture Pavilion”!

It was a place that martial artists would even dream of.

Yet it was also a place that ordinary people could not come to.