Xingxiu Sect
Ding Chunqiu held the report with a gloomy expression.
That damned kid was already ranked tenth on the Innate Rankings?!
However, a Heaven's Favorite who had yet to mature was not even worth a fart!
"He's just an abandoned disciple."
He had thought that the little bald donkey had a powerful background.
Once he was done with his business, he would definitely go and settle the score with that damned little monk.
Not only did he have a grudge for killing his disciple, but he also had a grudge for hurting the man in white!
Revenge, old and new!
If he hadn't been injured by the white-robed man and spent a period of time recuperating, the little bald donkey's bald head would have been chopped off by him!
Forget it. Anyway, that little monk didn't have a big force behind him. He wouldn't be able to make a move for a few days.
Let him live for two more days.
Let's wait until after the exquisite chess game.
The exquisite chess game was not just a game of chess. It was related to Wu Yazi's inheritance and the position of the sect master of the Carefree Sect!
Back then, Ding Chunqiu was obsessed with martial arts and eventually went astray.
In order to obtain the Carefree Sect's martial arts secret manual, he threw Wu Yazi off the cliff and became a disciple who killed his master.
Wu Yazi was lucky enough to not die. He used three years to set up a precious chess game. He used his disciple Su Xinghe's mouth to declare that whoever broke this game would be able to inherit the Carefree Sect.
It attracted the attention of the Jianghu people!
Ding Chunqiu coveted the martial arts inheritance of the Carefree Sect!
Back then, he had betrayed his master Wu Yazi for the Carefree Sect's inheritance. Now, he had the chance to obtain the Carefree Sect's inheritance.
How could he ignore it!
Moreover, he still had to confirm whether that old thing Wu Yazi was dead or not!
He had a feeling that Wu Yazi wasn't dead.
If he didn't die, that old thing's internal energy would belong to him, Ding Chunqiu!
Ding Chunqiu's face was filled with killing intent.
"Take me to break the exquisite chess game, little bald donkey, you will definitely die!”
Shaolin.
Soon, the news reached Shaolin Temple.
"Sect Leader, Abbot, there's news from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.”
"Senior Brother Fahai defeated Murong Fu with one palm strike and is ranked in the top ten of the Innate Rankings!”
In the Great Buddha Hall, Taixu and the group of eminent monks were overjoyed.
"Good, good, good!"
"My disciple Fahai has the bearing of a celestial!"
At the age of fifteen, he was already in the middle stage of the Xiantian Realm and ranked in the top ten of the Xiantian Rankings!
If this wasn't a monster, then what was it?
What he said was true!
" However…" The young monk who sent the message hesitated for a moment. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
"But what? Just say it.”
"However, there are rumors in the martial world that Senior Brother Fahai eats wine and meat, kills people like flies, and is extremely cruel.”
"Senior Brother Fahai has broken many Buddhist rules.”
"What?"
Upon hearing this, the monks in the Great Buddha Hall changed their expressions.
Breaking the precepts?
This was no small matter!
Buddhism valued the rules the most. If Fahai really broke the rules, no matter how talented he was, he would be expelled from the sect.
Taixu's expression also changed, but he quickly adjusted himself and immediately spoke up to defend Fahai.
"Although Fahai is mischievous, he has been following the rules in Shaolin Temple for three years. He has never broken the precepts and is very respectful.”
What a joke. As Fahai's teacher and Shaolin's sect master.
How could Taixu suspect Fahai, a Shaolin Heaven's Favorite, just because he was making groundless accusations?
Taixu insisted that it was slander, and the monks did not say anything else.
Then, Taixu mentioned Ding Chunqiu.
"Ding Chunqiu, a mere grandmaster wants to attack my disciple. He really doesn't know what's good for him!”
The news of Fahai defeating Murong Fu and advancing to the tenth place of the Higher Heaven Rank had already become a treasure of Shaolin Temple.
He would never allow anyone to hurt him.
"No Flower."
No Flower stepped out of the crowd and bowed his head.”
"Go down the mountain and secretly protect your junior brother Fahai.”
"Yes, sir!"
No Flower lowered his head and replied respectfully, but a hint of gloominess flashed across his face.
Wudang.
Outside a bamboo house.
The handsome young man in the Wudang Sect disciple uniform held the information in his hand, but his expression was not very good.
"Fahai? Tenth on the Innate Rankings!"
He was originally ranked tenth on the Innate Rankings, but now he was pushed down by Fahai and fell out of the top ten.
"Looks like I have to follow father down the mountain to see this person.”
He wanted to see who could suppress him.
He was the third generation direct disciple of Wudang Sect, the eldest senior brother of the third generation disciple, Song Qingshu!
He was the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Wudang Seven Heroes, and the grand-disciple of the martial arts legend, Zhang Sanfeng!
That monk was an abandoned disciple, so how could he suppress him?
An indignant expression appeared on Song Qingshu's face.
Just as the martial world was boiling over because of Fahai.
On Fahai's side, it was the same as usual. He and Xuzhu were hurrying along.
He wanted to reach Immeasurable Mountain as soon as possible to solve the exquisite chess game.
On the way, he broke his drinking habit again.
"One more time."
Fahai counted for himself in a low voice.
He was just one more time away from receiving the critical hit reward.
It was also at this moment that the sound of fighting suddenly came from ahead.
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