As soon as these words came out, all the Shaolin disciples clasped their hands together and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the two old monks were ready to die, Xue Muhua sighed and looked at the group of Shaolin monks.

"Well, fellow Shaolin sect masters, if you can return to the temple and the abbot asks you about the causes and consequences, I'm afraid you won't be able to answer."

"But because we need to rely on the help of two eminent Shaolin monks to eliminate this serious problem in the martial arts world, I can only tell all the masters about this shame."

"I just hope that this matter will not be publicized and that no one will know about it."

Hearing this, all the Shaolin monks nodded their heads and swore in front of Xue Muhua that they would not declare this matter.

Xue Muhua looked at Kang Guangling and said.

"Brother, my little brother will tell you the whole story."

Kang Guangling didn't care at all, but gave Doctor Xue a rather strange look.

"If you want to say it, just say it. Why do you ask me? How can I control you when you have a mouth on your body?"

"Back then, our master accepted a total of two disciples. One was our master, Mr. Congbian Su Xinghe, and the other was Ding Chunqiu."

"Master was accidentally attacked by the traitor and was seriously injured. However, Master was blessed with magical skills. Even so, Ding Chunqiu's men managed to survive until Master discovered the matter."

'The mechanism above is not broken. If Ding Chunqiu and the Xingxiu Sect members use artillery to blow up, they might accidentally hit the pile of explosives above.'

Xuan Tong asked, waiting for Doctor Xue's answer.

"Unfortunately, the master and his master had a great battle with Na Ding Chunqiu, and the master ended up accidentally falling into a deep valley and not knowing whether he was alive or dead."

"As time goes by, there will naturally be a winner between the two."

Bao BuTong wanted to ridicule, but was stopped by Deng Baichuan, so he had to swallow the words that came to his lips.

"In the end, if Ding Chunqiu hadn't been greedy for the master's secrets and was unwilling to kill the master, so that those magical skills disappeared, alas!"

Xuannan, Xuantong and others nodded slightly, as if that was the case.

"This is my senior brother Kang Guangling. He studied piano art and music theory and has good attainments."

Therefore, Fan Bailing turned around and ignored him, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Fan Bailing smiled modestly, but the words in his mouth did not back down.

Xue Muhua sighed helplessly and spoke to everyone.

"This matter will start from the time when my master and his junior brother, that is, the old devil Ding Chunqiu from the stars outside, have not yet broken up."

Seeing the reactions of several people, Xue Muhua didn't feel surprised at all, and slowly opened his mouth to explain to everyone.

Although the eight friends of Hangu had just met Bao BuTong, his unreasonable three-pointer behavior caught their eyes.

"I think Ding Chunqiu must have defeated your master, but why?"

Xue Muhua sighed softly, and everyone could guess what happened next.

However, Ding Chunqiu needed Xue Muhua to heal Huijing's hidden injuries, so it was unlikely that he would bury everyone underground directly.

"I was so dazzled by that demonic energy of Old Ding that I haven't introduced you to you yet. It's really rude."

However, the eight friends of Hangu in front of them, who were neither deaf nor mute, suddenly called themselves the disciples of the deaf-mute old man. What was going on?

"There are eight of us brothers. In addition to learning martial arts from our master, each of us has also learned a miscellaneous subject. Our master is much more distracted than us."

Xue Muhua was still introducing the identities of the eight friends of Hangu to a few people, but Ye Wuxin looked up at the sky, with an unknown premonition hanging over her heart.

He could save his life, but the people in the cave would be buried alive, which would be great fun.

The two old monks bowed to Kang Guangling. Bao BuTong wanted to complain, but his elder brother stopped him, so he could only curl his lips secretly.

"This happened when Ding Chunqiu betrayed the master. At that time, the master had not realized the serious harm of being distracted, so instead of prohibiting him, he praised him and gave him careful guidance."

When Xue Muhua said this, he pointed at the eight friends of Hangu.

"This dear friend is using a magnet as a weapon, which is a bit of a trick, but he doesn't behave like a gentleman."

"This matter is complicated to say. To put it simply, the master is distracted by various miscellaneous studies and has no intention of practicing martial arts, while Ding Chunqiu is dedicated to practicing martial arts."

Speaking of this, Xue Muhua sighed quietly, seeming to recall the past.

"Two masters, Mr. Deng, our mentor has a nickname in the martial arts world, Mr. Congbian."

Xue Muhua shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Because the master is distracted, he is naturally no match for Ding Chunqiu."

When he thought of this, Ye Wuxin shrugged subconsciously.

The eight friends of Hangu were expelled from the school, and Mr. Congbian also became a deaf-mute old man, and decades passed like this.

Inside the cave, the lights were dim, and Ye Wuxin quietly sat in a corner, secretly running the Ming Yu Gong.

Now that Xue Muhua is dead, who can heal Huijing? Who can take Ding Chunqiu to find the thousand-year-old ice silkworm?

At this time, when Xue Muhua introduced his second senior brother Fan Bailing, Feng BoEi who had recovered from the side suddenly spoke.

"However, my master was not deaf and mute decades ago. He was restricted by his oath and became deaf and mute."

"Ding Chunqiu concentrates on practicing martial arts. This is not a bad thing in the first place, but who would have thought that he would suddenly attack my master, and he didn't know where he had mastered several evil arts."

"My master created a deaf-mute sect, and his disciples are both deaf and mute. This is something that happened in recent years."

"People are divided into good and bad, and chess has black and white. It is admirable to be upright and upright, and strange tricks are also part of the way of chess. But this brother is rare and strange."

Mr. Congbian was also known as the deaf-mute old man. He was deaf and mute, so he was nicknamed "Mr. Congbian". His disciples all pricked his deaf ears and cut off his tongue. This was a well-known thing in the world.

There was an exclamation, and all three of them were startled, and their expressions became extremely strange.

The eight friends of Hangu looked sad, and you could tell by looking at their faces that this incident was a serious blow to them.

Bao BuTong nodded slowly, and the words in his mouth were completely opposite.

"The two's martial arts were originally evenly matched and it was hard to tell who was superior, but later on, they became superior."

"This is inappropriate, very inappropriate."

Xue Muhua, an old man playing the piano with one finger.

Converging the vision of the skill, a trace of internal energy is slowly injected into the paper figure incarnation on the chest to prepare for emergencies.

A group of Shaolin monks had just recovered from their injuries. They were all sitting cross-legged, slowly condensing their internal strength. Ye Wuxin blended in, not standing out.

After Doctor Xue introduced the identities of the eight friends of Hangu, a lot of the doubts in his mind had disappeared, but he still had doubts.

XuanNan clasped his hands together and asked the doubts in his heart.
Chapter completed!