There was only one monk in Pu Tuo Monastery.
When Li Hao came over, he greeted him.
However, the monk remained silent. He pointed at his lips, indicating that he was meditating.
Li Hao didn't mind. He found a random place to rest against the wall.
At this moment, he was very close to Kuaiji Mountain. He had to conserve his energy and prepare to take out the treasure.
The sword intent in his body was restrained. He looked like an ordinary youth, but in fact, his strength was already comparable to 70% of Sword God Li Chungang's.
During this period of time, Li Hao had only come out of Yangzhou City and crossed the Qiantang River. However, his acting progress had already reached 63%.
This change made Li Hao understand.
Perhaps, the Supreme Sword Dao acting was not only realistic, but also required feedback from the outside world.
Although he did not do anything during this period of time, his reputation had almost spread throughout the world.
It was obvious that the outside world had already given feedback on Li Chungang's image.
"Greetings, young master. May I know how to address you?”
Li Hao was deep in thought with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard someone coming over.
He opened his eyes and saw a disheveled scholar looking at him in surprise.
Beside the scholar stood a handsome youth with extraordinary bearing.
Li Hao didn't pay attention to the youth. He looked at the scholar and asked,""Who are you?"
"I am Kong Xueli, a descendant of the Kong Clan of Qufu. Greetings, brother.”
After mentioning the Kong family in Qufu, this scholar's dejected expression gave rise to some pride.
"Qufu's Kong family?"
"After Kong Qiu?" Li Hao sneered.”
Kong Xueli was instantly displeased when he heard Li Hao call Confucius by his name."That's right, I am the descendant of Confucius.”
Li Hao didn't say anything else when he heard this. He glanced at the paper, brush, and Buddhist scriptures in his hand. It was obvious that this scholar made a living by copying Buddhist scriptures in the temple.
Seeing Li Hao's gaze on her, Kong Xueli also felt embarrassed. As the descendant of Confucius, she had no choice but to help the monk copy Buddhist scriptures to make ends meet. It was truly too embarrassing.
"I have a close friend who is a county magistrate in Tiantai, Zhejiang Province. He invited me to help him, but before I could go, my friend passed away.”
"I don't have much money on me, so I have no choice but to make a living.”
"This brother is Young Master Huangfu. He invited me to his house to teach him poetry and classics. Tonight, I came to bid farewell to the old abbot.”
"I see."
Li Hao nodded and continued to close his eyes, treating the scholar and the youth as if they didn't exist.
Kong Xueli still wanted to say something, but the youth called Young Master Huangfu pulled him away.
"Young Master Huangfu, why are you in such a hurry? I'm still busy talking to that rude person about etiquette.”
Young master Huangfu laughed bitterly when he heard Kong Xueli's words."Since Teacher Kong has already bid farewell to the old abbot, then let's leave now.”
"That young man is carrying a long sword. I'm afraid he's someone from the martial arts world. He might draw his sword and rise up if he doesn't agree with us.”
Not only was he a Jianghu person, but when he was inside, Young Master Huangfu could vaguely sense the sword intent on Li Hao's body, which shocked him and he did not dare to say a word.
He knew his own situation. If he angered the cultivators, the other party might have to subdue the demons.
"Then let's forget about it. It's a pity that a good young man doesn't come home to study the Sage's classics and actually mingles in the martial arts world.”
Kong Xueli finally let out a long sigh and left with Young Master Huangfu.
After they left, Li Hao opened his eyes and chuckled."What an interesting little fox."
With his foresight and strength, he could tell that Young Master Huangfu was a vixen the moment he appeared in front of him.
He wondered if he was the rumored vixen from the ancestral land of the three great nine-tailed celestial foxes.
Li Hao continued to close his eyes and regulate his breathing. It was not until dawn that he finally regained his energy.
However, when he opened his eyes again and looked at the wall in front of him, there was a trace of surprise on his face.
The old monk still closed his eyes and shut his mouth, as if he was meditating, treating Li Hao as if he didn't exist.
However, this was not what surprised Li Hao the most.
After he entered, he actually did not notice the murals in the hall.
At this moment, Li Hao noticed that the murals on both sides of the wall were very exquisite. The characters on them were lifelike.
On the east wall, there were many paintings of fairies with scattered flowers. In the middle of them was a girl with drooping hair. She was holding a flower in her hand and smiling. Her cherry lips seemed to want to speak, and her eyes seemed to be moving.
"Interesting."
Li Hao muttered to himself as he looked at the mural.
An inexplicable feeling welled up in his heart.
As long as he continued to pay attention to the scene on the mural, his primordial spirit would very likely enter it.
Li Hao glanced at the monk beside him and saw that he still had his head lowered and did not move.
"Heh, since you want me to go in, then I'll go in and take a look.”
Thinking of this, Li Hao did not deliberately block the power from the mural.
Very soon, he felt his body floating leisurely, as if he was riding on clouds and mist, and he had already arrived at the mural.
He saw that the palaces and pavilions were stacked one after another, no longer a scene of the human world.
There was an old monk preaching Buddhism on the throne, and many monks surrounded him to listen.
Li Hao focused his gaze on these monks and found that they seemed to be illusory, completely ignoring Li Hao's existence.
He wondered if he should make some noise and see what was going on in this place.
At this moment, someone behind him seemed to be secretly pulling his collar.
Li Hao turned around and saw that it was the girl with drooping hair that he had noticed outside. She looked at him shyly and then walked away with a smile.
Seeing this, Li Hao turned around and glanced at the monks who did not respond. Then, he followed the girl.
After passing through the winding fence, the girl entered a small house. Li Hao stopped in his tracks for a moment and was considering whether he should go in.
The girl seemed to have sensed something. She turned around, raised the flower in her hand, and greeted him from afar.
The flower in the girl's hand was a wintersweet flower that only appeared during the cold moon. It was extremely extraordinary.
The entire temple, including the painted wall, gave Li Hao an extremely strange feeling.
He had a thought and decided to go in and ask this girl.
Who knew that the moment he entered, the young girl actually hugged him and wanted to take off his clothes.
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