Random Thoughts of the Eight Heavenly Dragons
22 When I first arrived at Weihui

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The next day, Dongfang Sheng accepted the Abbot's invitation and went to the Great Buddha Hall of Shaolin. He saw more than a dozen eminent monks of the Xuan generation standing at the head of the hall. The third generation of the temple, Hui, Xu, and Kong, stood on both sides according to their seniority. Although there were many people, there was silence. Other than the annual Buddha's birthday or Patriarch Bodhidharma's birthday, Shaolin rarely summoned all the monks. Everyone knew that something big was going to happen in the temple.

Dongfang Sheng stood at the side and sighed in his heart that Shaolin was indeed the number one sect in the martial arts world. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, thousands of monks had gathered in the hall without a trace of chaos.

Just as Dongfang Sheng was letting his imagination run wild, he heard the bell ring three times and the monks chanted,""Namo Sakyamuni Buddha." Abbot Xuan Ci looked around at the monks in the hall and said,""Today, I have gathered all the monks in the temple to announce something.”As he spoke, he looked at Dongfang Sheng and nodded slightly. He continued,"After investigation, the person who killed the monk Xuan Ku of our temple might be someone else and intended to harm Qiao Feng. For this reason, our temple will send out many Wulin invitations to the Jianghu to clarify the truth. The disciples of the Void and Void generations each received a martial arts invitation and sent it to all the big sects in the Jianghu.”

As soon as he said this, the monks standing below couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The main reason why Qiao Feng became the public enemy of the martial arts world was not because of his identity as a Khitan, but because of the crime of killing the Shaolin monk Xuan Ku, which led to the later battle of Juxian Village. The Chinese server's martial artists had lost quite a number of good fighters in this battle. If Shaolin sent out a martial arts invitation saying that Qiao Feng was not the murderer of Xuan Ku, it would definitely cause an uproar in Jianghu and greatly damage Shaolin's reputation. How could the monks in the hall not be shocked? However, since the abbot had issued a decree, it must have been approved by all the monks of the Xuan generation, so no one said anything.

"Disciples of the Xu and Kong generations," said Abbot Xuan Ci,"will immediately go down the mountain after receiving the Wulin invitation.”

"Yes, Abbot," the monks replied.”Then, he left the hall. For a time, only the disciples of the Hui generation were still standing on both sides of the hall.

Xuan Ci then turned to Dongfang Sheng and asked,""Donor Dongfang, do you think our temple handled this properly?”

Dongfang Sheng cupped his hands and said sincerely,"Shaolin is indeed worthy of being called the most powerful sect in the martial arts world.”

"Benefactor, you flatter me." Xuan Ci shook his head slightly. This matter was originally caused by Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple did not dare to harm the world's martial arts world because of its false reputation.”

"Since this matter is over, I shall take my leave," Dongfang Sheng said.”

At this moment, an old monk beside Xuan Ci walked out slowly and bowed to Dongfang Sheng.""Donor Dongfang, please wait. This old monk has a presumptuous request.”

Dongfang Sheng could not help but be stunned when he heard this. He said,""Master, please speak."

"The other day, I heard that you defeated three famous Jianghu experts with one move." The old monk smiled. Benefactor, you've actually improved so quickly in a year. I, Xuandu, can't help but hope to exchange a few moves with you and verify your martial arts.”

Dongfang Sheng was a quick-witted person. He could figure out the key points with just a slight frown. Because of his great improvement in martial arts, Shaolin was still suspicious of him entering the Sutra Depository that day. Although he was suspected, he accepted it calmly in his heart. After all, his martial arts were indeed secretly learned from Shaolin. He was in the wrong. "Thank you for your guidance, Master."”As he said that, he floated back three feet.

The monks of the Xuan generation were slightly dismayed when they saw Dongfang Sheng's Lightness Skill. A leap of three feet was not worth mentioning, but Dongfang Sheng did not move his Qi, bend his knees, or exert his strength. He did not show any signs of movement, as if a weightless feather was lifted up by an external force. His Lightness Skill was at the peak. At least, none of the monks in the temple could do it.

Xuandu laughed and praised,"Benefactor, good qinggong.”As he spoke, he took three steps forward and extended his right hand. His index finger and middle finger gently crossed each other, and he flicked a finger at Dongfang Sheng with a smile.

If an ordinary person saw this, they would not understand what this old monk was up to. His fingers were as gentle as flicking the dew off a flower leaf. Dongfang Sheng was slightly shocked. Flower-pinching Finger? He didn't dare to be negligent and pointed forward with his right hand. He condensed his finger power and didn't release it, welcoming the faint finger wind that shot over.

There was a good reason why the Shaolin monks chose Xuandu to test Dongfang Sheng. This was because Shaolin's martial arts were known for their fierceness. If he used Abbot Xuan Ci's Great Vajra Palm, if the opponent's strength was slightly weaker, he would lose his life. Xuandu's Flower-pinching Finger was neutral and peaceful, suppressing the enemy without hurting anyone. He could test the other party's martial arts without hurting the harmony between the two sides.

With a soft sound, the force of the Flower-pinching Finger collided with Dongfang Sheng's finger flick and disappeared. Under the influence of the Qi, Xuandu's body swayed and he took a step back. He then looked at Dongfang Sheng, who was standing calmly in the hall. The monks were shocked again.

Xuandu still had a smile on his face as he said,"Benefactor, what kind of finger technique is this?”Xuandu's martial arts were profound. After the two exchanged blows, they naturally knew that the other party was not using Shaolin martial arts. Not only that, but from the force of Dongfang Sheng's finger, it was not any martial arts that they knew.

"Thank you, Master." Dongfang Sheng bowed. This is the 'flick divine power' that I created myself.”Dongfang Sheng's finger technique was not learned from Shaolin, but was indeed created by himself. As for the Nine Yang Divine Technique he used, although it came from Shaolin, no one else had ever practiced it since Shaolin established itself. How could the monks recognize it? Moreover, after the last time he fell off the cliff, Dongfang Sheng's Nine Yang Divine Skill had reached the highest level of the Buddhist Sect, the " colorless and formless " state. There was no longer any trace of the original Nine Yang Internal Force.

" Flicking divine power?... What a good divine ability." Xuandu laughed and said," You're really a genius in martial arts. You've surpassed my decades of hard work in just two years." Just now, when the benefactor attacked, his finger force was condensed on his fingertip and he did not release it. He must have deliberately given way. I wonder if benefactor can let me see the whole picture?”

"Please enlighten me, eminent monks," Dongfang Sheng said.”After saying that, he took out a stone from his sleeve, put it between his middle finger and thumb, and flicked it toward the bronze cauldron in the hall. With a soft muffled sound, the bronze cauldron was pierced by the stone, and incense ashes leaked out from two small holes. The three incense sticks in the tripod were silently shattered into powder.

The monks in the hall turned ashen. "Amitabha." Almsgiver is indeed a rare talent. His self-created 'snap finger divine power' far surpassed the finger techniques of Shaolin. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I actually suspect that you're secretly learning Shaolin martial arts. Presumably, the seventy-two ultimate techniques were nothing in the eyes of the benefactor.”

Shaolin's martial arts had been renowned for hundreds of years and was the best in the Central Plains. The monks were quite proud of themselves. However, when he saw Dongfang Sheng's attack today, he felt that there was always someone better than him. Moreover, Dongfang Sheng had only practiced martial arts for more than a year, so he could not help but feel discouraged.

Dongfang Sheng realized that the monks were not looking good. He cursed in his heart," They've overdone it."”"If it weren't for Master Xuan Ku's careful guidance at Shaolin, I wouldn't have been able to enter the door of martial arts." Later on, he had many fortuitous encounters, which led to today's situation. Dongfang Sheng did not dare to forget the kindness he had shown Shaolin.”

Hearing Dongfang Sheng's words, the monks felt a little relieved. They also felt that although Dongfang Sheng's martial arts skills were high, he still respected Shaolin very much. Their good impression of him increased greatly.

After all, Abbot Xuan Ci was an accomplished monk. He had only been disheartened for a moment, but he had already recovered. Seeing that Dongfang Sheng did not mind Shaolin's probing, he smiled and said,""Donor Dongfang is generous and open-minded.”

Now that everything was settled, Dongfang Sheng bade farewell to the eminent monks. After coming down the mountain, Dongfang Sheng estimated that Qiao Feng and A'Zhu were still at Yanmen Pass and had not returned to the Central Plains. There was nothing urgent at the moment. However, he did not know if Xiao Yuanshan would change his mind and let Elder Xu and the others go after meeting him in Shaolin Temple. Dongfang Sheng pondered. Since he had nothing to do, he might as well go to Weihui City first and observe the situation. He could also wait for Qiao Feng and A'Zhu.

They rode on horses and arrived at Weihui City in a few days. Dongfang Sheng suddenly remembered that he was probably someone that Beggar's Sect had been keeping a close eye on for a long time. He was dressed in white and did not tie his hair up, so he was very easy to recognize. If they entered the city like this, Beggar's Sect would definitely notice and cause more trouble. 'If I had known earlier, I would have learned the art of disguise from the little girl A'Zhu,' Dongfang Sheng thought to himself. In fact, he was just thinking about it. It was not his style to change his appearance for a mere Beggar's Sect. He did not enter the city gate, but rode around the city. Wei Hui was not a fortress at the border, and the Song Dynasty had been peaceful for a long time. Therefore, the guards on the city wall were just for show. Dongfang Sheng found an empty wall and used his qinggong to climb into the city. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Moreover, the place where they landed was quite far from the main street, so no one noticed that someone had flown down.

Although he had been here for nearly two years, Dongfang Sheng still felt like he was traveling every time he walked into this ancient town. Dongfang Sheng was in a good mood as he looked at the noisy town. He was free, so he walked casually through the streets and markets. He was no longer as cautious as he was at the city gate. He was seen by many Beggar's Sect disciples on the way, but he was still unaware.

After strolling around the city for half a day, he found a restaurant and asked for a seat on the second floor facing the street. After sitting down, he ordered a few dishes and a pot of good tea. He leaned against the railing and leisurely enjoyed the Song Dynasty scenery along the street. As for this wine, Dongfang Sheng had stopped drinking it after drinking it a few times. Originally, he was not a wine lover. When he first arrived in the noble realm, he was just curious about the taste of this ancient wine. Later on, he discovered that the Nine Yang Divine Skill could evaporate the smell of alcohol. On a whim, he drank a few times and attracted everyone's attention. After a few times, he lost interest. However, this tea was to Dongfang Sheng's liking. It was not much different from the tea from a thousand years later. It could more or less bring back some of his past feelings.

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