When Wan Lin heard Feng Dao's answer, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. The little monk who was putting his head into the stream heard the sound of Feng Dao. He raised his head, wiped a handful of water drops from his bald head and said, "Leopard
... Leopard Head, they are... they should be practicing... in the mountains, they can't run... faster than me and Ling... Yu, they are... they are a bit weak."
When Feng Dao heard the boy's cry, he quickly looked to the side of the hillside. He saw that there were no armed police officers and soldiers around, so he picked up a stream of water and threw it at the young monk: "You brat, what are you talking about? Do you think everything is wrong?"
Do people practice martial arts since childhood like us?"
Wan Lin and Cheng Ru also raised their eyes and glared at the boy fiercely. When the little monk saw the looks of several people, he quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, glanced around furtively, and then whispered in a low voice.
Said: "I... my voice was very low, he... they didn't... hear me."
He then looked at Feng Dao and said: "Brother Feng... I... I didn't look down on those armed police brothers. I... I just suggested that they... should practice more... more in the mountains.
.I...I can run in the mountains, just...because, I...I grew up in the mountains, and the mountains...are like walking on flat ground."
Wanlin and the others heard this boy talking endlessly, and they all shook their heads helplessly. They knew that this boy was right. Those armed police soldiers lacked experience in fighting in the mountains, and they should indeed be there.
More military training is carried out in the mountains.
But Wan Lin and others also know that the armed police force is mainly responsible for maintaining urban security and dealing with urban emergencies. Their training subjects are mainly urban combat, which is different from the tasks of their own field troops.
Feng Dao heard the little monk's discussion. He stood up and kicked the boy with his big foot. He cursed with a smile on his face: "You brat, talk about it forever? It's still like... walking on flat ground, you
I’m so angry, get out!”
"Yes, yes, get out... get out, I... I'll get out now." The boy jumped back like a spring. When he landed, he ran down the mountain. As he ran, he turned around and shouted: "Lingyu, little...
Hua, get out of here with me, they...the adults are talking and they don't like me...being interrupting."
As the boy shouted, the little flower lying in the stream jumped out with a "pop" sound. It shook its body vigorously in the air, and among the water drops flying in the sky, it rushed straight to the little monk below.
Lingyu wiped the water droplets on her face in the water falling from the air. She stood up with a giggle and ran down the hillside in a hurry.
The old man from the Wan family looked at the little monk running down the hillside and smiled: "What a boy!" He then leaned his back against the rock, raised his head and looked up at the blue sky quietly, his eyes deep and calm.
Chengru and Feng Dao stood up and walked from the stream below to Wan Lin and the old man. The two sat on the rocks by the stream. Feng Dao glanced at the old man who was looking up in thought. He whispered to Wan Lin: "Leopard"
Head, I have ordered He Feng to seal all the cave entrances on the cliff with rocks before letting them leave, and strictly prohibit anyone from entering."
After Wan Lin listened to Feng Dao's report, he pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, there are so many venomous snakes there that the cave entrance should be sealed to prevent anyone from accidentally entering."
As he said that, he looked at the old man and asked hesitantly: "Grandpa, what do you plan to do with the other jewels in the cave?" Chengru and Feng Dao also looked at the old man attentively. The jewels in the cave are priceless. If you leave the cave,
Once it sees the light of day again, no matter where it is used, it will be a huge wealth.
When the old man heard Wan Lin's question, he stared at the white cloud floating on the top of the mountain in the distance. He was silent for a moment, then looked at Lingyu who was running with the young monk in the mountain and said: "This treasure is a relic of Xuanxu Guan. To outsiders,
He has no right to use it. Lingyu is the descendant of Xuanxu Guan. When Lingyu becomes successful in her studies and grows up, let her decide the use of this treasure."
He then looked at Wan Lin and the others, raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "We are all witnesses to this huge treasure, so from today on, we are also the guardians of this treasure!"
The old man paused for a moment when he said this. He raised his head and stared at the old site of Xuanxu Temple not far away. He said with a somewhat gloomy expression: "When Lingyu becomes an adult, no matter where she uses this huge treasure, as long as it is
If it is used wherever it is useful, you all must support it unconditionally and protect the successor of Xuanxu Guan!"
Wan Lin didn't say anything when he heard the old man's instructions. He lowered his head and was silent for a moment, and his eye circles suddenly turned red. He then raised his head and looked at his grandfather and said softly: "Grandpa, you are the head of the Wan family, and you are also the head of Xuanxu.
A close friend of Taoist Master Guanxu, Lingyu is the descendant of Xuanxu Guan, so you should always protect her."
Cheng Ru and Feng Dao also took a deep look at the old man, then silently lowered their heads, with a sad look on their faces.
They already understood from the old man's instructions that the old man had completely entrusted the huge treasures of Lingyu and Xuanxu Guan to them. The old man was telling them that he was already old!
The old man smiled when he saw Wan Lin's red eyes. He raised his big hand, patted Wan Lin's shoulder gently and said: "Birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws. Grandpa is old. There is nothing to be taboo about. Don't worry, grandpa is in good health.
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He then looked at Chengru and Feng Dao, who raised their heads, and said, "Xiao Cheng is a disciple of my Wan family, and Xiaofeng is also a registered disciple of my Wan family. Sooner or later, the Wan family will be handed over to you."
The old man stood up from the rock as he spoke. He looked at the towering peaks around him and said, "It's so beautiful here!" Wan Lin and others also stood up silently, looking up and looking around. Since they came here last night
Finally, this was the first time they truly felt the surrounding scenery.
In front of us is a dark cliff hundreds of meters high. From the cracks in the cliff are several large trees as thick as a person. Their broad branches and leaves are like giant umbrellas, inserted diagonally on the steep cliff.
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On the spacious cliff between several big trees, there are several mottled dark red pillars inserted. There are some ruins around the pillars, and piles of broken bricks and tiles are scattered in the mountains below.
The dark cliffs, mottled pillars, piles of ruined walls, and piles of broken bricks and tiles under the cliff give people an extremely depressing and desolate feeling.
The old man looked at the dark cliff quietly for a while, raised his hand and pointed to some ruins on the cliff, and said in a leisurely tone: "That's the original Xuanxu Temple. I didn't expect that a large-scale and spectacular Taoist temple would actually survive after being passed down for thousands of years.
, it’s just gone!”
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