C72 (1/2)

The moon was bright and sparse.

The Shaolin Temple was quiet and peaceful as usual.

Occasionally, there would be a gust of wind, and the swaying branches and leaves would scatter mottled shadows under the light.

Master Ku Chan's right hand was still twirling beads while his left hand was tightly shut.

He frowned slightly.

Ever since his last visit to the Iron Sword Villa, seeing the ”Ten Thousand Demon Hands”, which had disappeared for dozens of years, suddenly reappearing in the martial arts world had left him in extreme shock!

He knew that the martial world would no longer be peaceful. At the same time, he had clearly predicted that the appearance of the ”Ten Thousand Demonic Hands” was not just for the martial arts world! It was also for Hero Wu Lin, who had participated in the massacre of the demons in Mount Hua that year!

Thinking back to the vigorous and vigorous heroes of the younger generations, he was now old and decrepit!

The extermination of the five gangs in the martial arts world and the massacre of Emei in one night were just the beginning. It could also be said that this was a warning to the entire martial arts world! The real blood was coming!

He let out a long sigh.

Looking at the fiendish demons stirring up trouble again, there seemed to be no one in this world who could save Martial Arts from fire and water! Although there had been many martial arts rookies in the martial arts world in recent years, there were not many people with truly high attainments in martial arts!

A sense of vicissitudes of life suddenly arose.

”Clang!”

After the first chime from the temple, it was even more sonorous and melodious in the quiet forest.

Suddenly, Master Ku Chan's long eyebrows trembled and his right hand stopped.

”Since old friends are here, why don't you come down and take a seat …” Withered-Zen Grandmaster's mouth didn't move as he lightly said this, as if he was afraid of waking the sleeping people up.

”Hahahaha...” A white silhouette flashed and actually floated down from the third floor of the ”Scripture Pavilion”!

”Aiya! This old man has been a thief! Haha – but don't worry old monk, I'm not interested in your family's treasures! ”Haha …”

Before he finished speaking, a white-robed old man was already standing five feet away from Master Ku Chan. He raised his right hand and gulped down the wine pot in his hand.

It was none other than Immortal Walkabout!

”Amitabha — Brother Xiao Yao has already been inside for an hour. I don't know what he has discovered … Haha …” Master Ku Chan had already stood up as he spoke to the Xiao Yao Immortal with a smile.

”Oh? Hahahahaha … ”Immortal Walkabout was stunned for a moment, and then he pointed his right hand at Master Witherwood, laughing loudly.” Ah! I was wondering why I didn't see you come up when I had already wandered around your building! I thought my Qing Gong had improved a lot! It turned out that the old monk knew about this a long time ago! ”Hahahaha …”

”Amitabh — — look at who's ability that is so light. It's not that I've discovered you —” The Withering Buddhist Grandmaster pointed his left hand at the wine jug in the Carefree Immortal's hand. ”Your wine sold you out, haha — — hmm, let's go sit inside the house!” With a wave of his left hand, he brought the Carefree Immortal into the Scripture Pavilion and directly headed towards a small room on the right.

This was actually a small resting room. It was small but neat. The tea set for the chairs was also prepared.

”Haha, aiya, this place isn't bad at all!” The moment the Carefree Immortal sat down, he once again began to laugh loudly.

”Brother Xiao Yao has been living in the Celestial Land for a long time. How can this place compare to Penglai's!?” However, it was rare to come by once in a while. One could only eat with coarse tea and have a light meal to satisfy the needs of the landlord — — ”Master Withered-Zen sat cross-legged on the prayer mat and slowly brewed some tea. In truth, he had long ago discovered that the Carefree Immortal had come to Shaolin Temple. He also knew that he must have come to see Lin Xuanzi.

”Sigh!” There was no need for the old monk to be polite! ”Hahahaha …” The immortal elder Xiao Yao drank another mouthful of wine. ”Ai, I'll have to go see how my disciple is doing in a bit …”

”Hehe, Brother Xiao Yao is indeed a man of character. Rest assured, he's fine! — — ”Master Ku Chan handed over a cup of tea, but frowned slightly,” It might take a while!

”Hahahaha — hmm, as long as it's fine!” Of course the Carefree Immortal knew that the period of time that was required wasn't something that could be spent in just one or two days.

”Hmm? That's right! Ha ha-ha ha, this old man really has something that I need your help with! ”The Carefree Immortal suddenly thought of something and took out a piece of parchment, placing it in front of Master Ku Chan,” Ah! I say, Master, you have to help me figure this out! I believe only you can understand this thing! Un, help to create a more popular language. The more detailed the better! ”Hahahaha …”

”Amitabha — Brother Xiao Yao is too polite!” This old monk really doesn't understand what can stop you in this world! ”En —” While teasing, Master Ku Chan spread out the piece of parchment in front of his table, took hold of the oil lamp, and began to closely study it.