When Zhen Mu returned to Shaolin Temple, he attracted the attention of many disciples.
There was no other reason.
Masaki's injuries were still not healed, and his clothes were in tatters. His clothes were dyed red with blood, and his sorry figure naturally attracted the strange gazes of many disciples in the temple.
"Senior Brother Masaki, what exactly happened?”
"What heavy injuries…"
Many disciples walked over with concerned faces, supporting the pale and tottering Maki.
Even though he circulated his internal strength to recover some of his injuries, the power of the hidden wolf king's claw was too terrifying, causing Masaki's injuries to definitely not recover in a short period of time.
If nothing unexpected happened.
Three days later, the triennial Buddhist Sect competition would have nothing to do with Zhenmu.
It was impossible for him, who was seriously injured, to obtain first place in the Grand Tournament.
Unless…
In these few days, he would be able to obtain that kind of medicinal pill with overbearing medicinal effects.
But it was obvious.
If there really was such a pill, it wouldn't be used by Zhenmu.
Having missed the opportunity to participate in this Buddhist competition, Maki was not discouraged.
On the contrary, he felt very fortunate that he did not die under the claws of the hidden wolf king. He was saved by a senior monk in the temple with profound Buddhist teachings.
"I'm already satisfied that I was lucky enough to survive. I don't dare to be greedy.”
If it wasn't for Masamu's good luck, he would have been dead long ago. Under the attack of the hidden wolf king, he had narrowly avoided the critical position of his body.
"Junior Brothers, please inform me if Great Master Abbot is in the temple?”
Masaki took a deep breath and ignored his heavy injuries. He asked the many concerned disciples beside him sincerely.
"Yes, the abbot is in the temple.”
He received the disciple's answer.
Zhen Mu's eyes lit up. He hurriedly bid farewell to the disciples and rushed to where Abbot Chen was.
Moments later.
From afar, the huge building of the World Honored One Temple could already be seen.
Maki dragged his heavy body, his face was particularly pale, and his breathing was very chaotic and rhythmic. He quickly pushed open the temple door and stepped inside.
As expected!
Just as the disciples in the temple had said, he saw the meditating Abbot Liaochen the moment he stepped into the temple.
"Abbot Liaochen…"
Maki coughed, and blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth. His tone was hurried.
"Hmm?"
Liaochen, who had been meditating, opened his eyes when he heard Zhen Mu's voice. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the heavily injured Zhen Mu. His expression changed slightly.
"True wood? What happened?"
Liaochen naturally had a deep impression of this outstanding disciple of the temple.
"Abbot, I am truly ashamed. After I broke through to the fourth grade, I ignored the advice of the elders and entered the periphery of the Three Thousand Mountains without hesitation…"
"Unexpectedly."
"Outside the Three Thousand Mountains, I encountered a hidden wolf king comparable to a sixth grade martial artist. In the end, he was severely injured by the hidden wolf king and almost died on the spot.”
Maki revealed a particularly ashamed expression.
At that time, he had just broken through to the fourth grade of the Martial Path, and he was in high spirits. He thought that with the strength of the fourth grade, he could easily sweep through the periphery of the Three Thousand Mountains and not be ahead of any threat.
But in the end.
However, he almost lost his life under the claws of the hidden wolf king.
"Foolish!"
After listening to Maki's introduction, Liaochen's tone was a little angry." Don't talk about martial arts fourth grade. Even if they had reached the fifth or sixth rank, there were still many dangers in the periphery of the Three Thousand Mountains.”
He paused.
Liaochen could not help but sigh." I know that you want to defeat Zhen Yan in the triennial Buddhist League competition in three days and obtain first place.”
"Remember, you have to act according to your ability.”
" Don't lose your life because of recklessness…"
Masaki lowered his head in shame." I'll follow your teachings. I'll definitely temper my mind in the future and won't do such impetuous things again."”
This incident was enough to leave a deep impression on Maki for the rest of his life.
He was only half a step away from death!
"Let me ask you, how did you escape from the claws of that hidden wolf king?”
Liaochen continued to ask.
"This is also the main reason why I came to find the abbot.”
Masaki's eyes were filled with admiration." At that time, I was already in a desperate situation and all my thoughts were burned. However, I never expected that at that time, a dazzling Buddhist light as bright as the sun would appear, as if it had appeared out of thin air…"
"Just a moment!"
"This ball of Buddhist light directly killed that hidden wolf king that was comparable to a sixth grade martial artist!”
"I didn't see clearly who the person wrapped in the Buddhist light was. However, this person's Buddhist Dharma is extremely profound. Among all the people this disciple has seen in his life, his Buddhist Dharma is the most terrifying existence!”
"I dare to guess that this person is definitely at the Xiantian realm. "Other than that, the Buddhist Dharma he possesses might even be above yours, Abbot!”
Maki had been in the temple for more than twenty years, so he had naturally seen Liaochen's Buddhist Dharma. He had also seen the Buddhist Dharma of the heads and elders of the various courtyards in the temple.
However, in his eyes.
No one in the temple, including the abbot, could be compared to that mysterious existence when it came to Buddhism.
They were like pearls of rice, compared to the brilliance of the sun and moon!
" That mysterious existence's Buddhist light…"
"Even from thousands of meters away, I can still affect it.”
" When I am enveloped by the Buddha's Light, I always feel that my body and mind have become ethereal. All the troubles in the world have been swept away, as if I have returned to my mother's embrace..."
"It's even to the extent that I feel like kneeling down and worshipping Buddha from the depths of my heart.”
"His Dharma is simply unfathomable!”
As a rank-four martial artist, when he mentioned this matter, the fanaticism and worship in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
"Are you sure?"
"Is it really as profound as you say?”
Liaochen's pupils constricted as a shocking guess suddenly surfaced in his mind.
An eminent monk who was even more profound than him had appeared in the Three Thousand Mountains?
Could it be…
Was it a certain reclusive monk in the temple?
"Absolutely!"
Maki nodded solemnly.
"Could it be…"
Liaochen opened his mouth as his thoughts spun wildly in his mind.
"Abbot, do you know the Dharma name and identity of this eminent monk? Is this senior monk some reclusive senior monk of our Shaolin Temple?”
Seeing Liaochen's dazed expression, Maki couldn't help but ask.
"This old monk can only guess.”
"If it is really as you say."
"Then this eminent monk can only be the Saint Monk Dao Comprehension from 300 years ago!”
"As you described, the only person who fits the criteria is the Saint Monk who comprehended the Dao three hundred years ago.”
Liaochen exhaled heavily, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement.
Saint Monk was a title that could only be given to those who had reached the Connate Realm!
If the Shaolin Temple could give birth to a holy monk, it would naturally be easy to resolve the current predicament of the Shaolin Temple in the martial arts world.
In the world today, there were less than six people whose cultivation had reached the Connate Realm.
And these six people were all absolutely taboo existences in the martial world!
If the Shaolin Temple could give birth to such an existence, it would undoubtedly return the Shaolin Temple to its former supreme position in the martial arts world and even the throne of the greatest Buddhist sect!
There was no doubt about that.
It was at this thought that Liaochen, the abbot, became so excited.
"Enlightenment Saint Monk?"
"Abbot, are you talking about the Enlightenment Saint Monk who suddenly disappeared mysteriously after the disaster that broke out in the temple three hundred years ago?”
Masaki was shocked.
The Enlightened Divine Monk from 300 years ago didn't die?
He had still lived until now?
So…
The person he met outside the Three Thousand Mountains was the legendary Enlightenment Saint Monk from 300 years ago?!
"Most likely."
Liaochen exhaled gently and nodded.
He was actually more excited than Maki.
Because he knew better than anyone else.
If the Enlightened Saint Monk from 300 years ago was still alive, then Shaolin Temple and the entire Jianghu would be safe from now on.
At the same time.
No sect dared to covet the many martial arts manuals in the temple's Sutra Depository!
A Saint Monk was enough to intimidate half of the Jianghu!
Generally speaking.
A peak Inborn expert was enough to have a righteous sect.
It was imaginable.
A terrifying existence that was above the Connate Realm, how powerful was it!
The birth of any existence above the Connate Realm was a major event that was enough to shake the entire martial arts world!
"This matter is of great importance. I need to contact the various Headmasters and Elders to discuss it.”
Liaochen's tone was serious and solemn.
"Abbot, this disciple will take his leave."
Masaki calmed himself down and announced his departure.
"Go get a Hundred Herbs Pill. Your injuries are too serious. Although the Hundred Herbs Pill can't help you recover in three days, it can help you recover half of your strength in three days.”
"This way, you won't be unable to participate in the competition three days later.”
Liaochen thought for a moment before speaking.
"Thank you, Abbot!"
Maki left with excitement.
Watching Maki leave, Liaochen's tightly clenched fists slowly loosened.
The moment he heard the news, even his calm temperament was deeply affected.
"Enlightenment Saint Monk…"
"Why has there been no news for the past three hundred years?”
"Now, it suddenly appeared without any warning?”
"Can I try to contact the Enlightenment Saint Monk? She told him about the predicament Shaolin Temple had faced in the martial arts world over the years.”
"If there was a holy monk in the temple, the sects would never dare to look at the martial arts manuals in the Sutra Depository. In this way, he could eliminate a lot of trouble.”
Liaochen fell into deep thought.
After a while.
He decided.
He spread this exciting news to all the Headmasters and Elders in the temple.
After all.
The appearance of a holy monk could change too many things!
To Shaolin Temple…
A saint monk was a guardian!
This was a matter of great importance. Even Liaochen, the current abbot of the Shaolin Temple, had to immediately contact the heads and elders of the various courtyards in the temple to discuss this matter.
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