Ever since he became a monk in the monastery, Duan Zhixing practiced martial arts and chanted scriptures every day. He felt that his mind was pure and had no desires.
"Emperor, the Sect Master of Beggar's Sect has come to visit.”
On this day, he had just finished his morning class when he heard Zhu Ziliu come to report.
"Why is my old friend here?" One Lamp was surprised.”
Zhu Ziliu replied,"Other than Gang Leader Hong, there are also the Jiangnan Seven Monsters and his disciples." Moreover, Senior Hong Qigong had become so young. He looked less than twenty years old. If he hadn't told me about his past with you, I wouldn't have recognized him.”
"There is such a thing!" One Lamp tidied his monk robes and stood up." Then let's go welcome my old friend."”
Both of them were martial arts experts, and they moved very quickly. Soon, they saw Hong Qigong and his group of eight.
One Lamp could not believe his eyes when he saw the young man in the lead.
This person was dozens of years younger than the last Huashan Sword Seminary, almost like an eighteen-year-old youth.
Perhaps because he was young, Hong Qigong was no longer as slovenly as before. Instead, he tied up his hair and wore neat patched clothes. He did not look like a beggar, but more like a down-and-out young master.
"You are Seventh Brother?" One Lamp asked in a trembling voice.
Hong Qigong laughed out loud." Yi Deng, how is it? You can't believe it, right?”
"What kind of fortuitous encounter did you get?”One Lamp walked forward and took a closer look. A hint of passion flashed in his eyes.
Although he was an eminent monk, he was still a mortal. How could he see through life and death?
In this world, how many people could see through life and death, desire, and power?
Many people who were indifferent to fame and fortune just did not have the ability to fight for it and then went into seclusion.
"You want to talk here?" Hong Qigong smiled. You're not going to invite us in for a cup of tea?”
" Haha…" One Lamp laughed awkwardly." This Penniless Monk isn't. Please."”
Arriving at the secluded place, Hong Qigong and the others saw a quiet courtyard.
Even though he had become a monk, One Lamp had not mistreated him. Although the place he lived in was not bustling, it was not bad.
The group entered the house and Hong Qigong introduced them to One Lamp.
Both sides bowed and took their seats.
One Lamp looked at Guo Jing in surprise, his heart trembling.
This young man's martial arts were so brilliant. With just a glance, he felt a terrifying demeanor, just like Wang Chongyang back then.
Perhaps even stronger.
Looking at Hong Qigong carefully, this aura was even more vast.
"Seventh brother, your disciple is not simple.”One Lamp praised.
Hong Qigong knew what he meant and did not beat around the bush. He directly explained his intentions.
After hearing what Hong Qigong said, One Lamp was instantly shocked.
It was a cultivation technique, a rejuvenation technique, and could be mass-produced.
Was this really not a dream?
When he thought about how an ordinary martial art body (later world-grade) could live for 300 years, his heart instantly burned.
Glancing at Zhu Ziliu and the other four guards, he saw that they were also jumping for joy.
It was obvious that the four guards were tempted.
"Since Seventh Brother has invited me, then I won't be pretentious.”One Lamp did not think for long before agreeing," However, the Xiantian skill that Brother Chongyang gave me belongs to the Quanzhen Sect. Forgive me for not being able to offer it.”
"Haha…of course. Actually, someone from Quanzhen Sect was already explaining the Daoist Canon to Young Master Gu. Quan Zhen Sect's Xiantian skills would probably be sent over by them very soon.”Hong Qigong did not care.
The group of people rested at One Lamp's residence for a while, then packed their luggage and left overnight.
As for Aunt Pang, who was living in seclusion, she did not receive any news at all.
Peach Blossom Island.
It was now August, and the peaches in other places had already ripened and been picked clean.
On Peach Blossom Island, the peach trees were still full of fruit and fragrance.
Ever since Huang Yaoshi left the island, Zhou Botong had been like a child after an adult left home. He was extremely happy. Every day, he wandered in the peach forest and ate peaches leisurely. His days were extremely comfortable, and he felt like the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, had entered the Peach Garden.
"Aiya, I'm so bored. Old Evil Huang and Little Huang Rong aren't here. There's no one to play with me.”Zhou Botong was lying on a peach tree. He reached out and plucked a large peach, took a bite, and then threw it on the ground.
Looking at the sea, his expression changed.
A small boat was approaching quickly from the sea. On the deck of the boat, a man in green and a man in a Taoist robe stood against the wind.
"Eh, a Daoist robe from the Quanzhen Sect? Could it be that Huang Laoxie went to Quan Zhen Sect to capture them and then wanted me to submit?”
Zhou Botong was shocked and immediately became anxious.
He did not care about life and death.
However, Quan Zhen Sect was a sect founded by his senior brother, so he could not destroy it in his own hands.
Just as he was thinking, he saw the two people suddenly descend from the small boat. They stepped on the waves as if they were walking on flat ground and quickly arrived.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them landed in the peach forest and arrived in front of Zhou Botong.
Zhou Botong stared blankly, unable to react for a moment.
"Qiu Chuji of Quanzhen Sect greets Martial Uncle.”Qiu Chuji heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhou Botong was in high spirits and that his body was not injured.
Zhou Botong came back to his senses and jumped down from the tree, his expression curious."What fast speed! Qiu Chuji, how did you do it?”
He glanced at Huang Laoxie and chuckled.
"Huang Laoxie, with my martial nephew here and me, you won't be a match for him.”
As he spoke, he was eager to try.
When Qiu Chuji saw this, he quickly reported,"Martial Uncle, please wait. This disciple has come to tell you something important.”
"Something important?" Zhou Botong didn't care at all." I don't care. You guys can handle the Quan Zhen Sect's matters by yourselves. Don't look for me, I don't know anything about it.”
Qiu Chuji was speechless. His Martial Uncle was still so unreliable.
"Martial Uncle, don't you want to know why my martial arts became so powerful?”Qiu Chuji smiled mysteriously.
"You've practiced Xiantian arts?" Zhou Botong guessed.”
"No." Qiu Chuji quickly shook his head." Master doesn't allow us to practice. How could we dare to disobey his orders?”
"What's that?" Zhou Botong's interest was piqued.”
"It's a pill." Qiu Chuji didn't keep them in suspense and told them the whole story." Martial Uncle, Shaolin has already pledged allegiance to Master Gu. If we don't join them, I'm afraid we'll soon lose our reputation as the number one sect in the world and become a third-rate sect. We've let Master down, to actually let the sect fall in the hands of our generation.”
" This..." Wang Chongyang was Zhou Botong's only weakness. Hearing this, he immediately became anxious," He wants the Nine Yin Scripture?" Aiya, what's so good about this martial arts!"
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