The Bodhidharma Hall disciples led Xiao He and Bingqi to the Sutra Pavilion, then stopped there, put their hands together and bowed slightly, turned around and left again.
Under the huge dead tree, only Xiao He and Bingqi were left. Just as they were about to take a step, a familiar voice sounded in Xiao He's ears: "Brother Xiao He, we haven't seen each other for a hundred years! And the Bingqi sect master, last time
Thanks to the help of Nihan Dongtian, the incense of the Shaolin lineage has been preserved. I have long wanted to have a long talk with the leader of the Bingqi Sect!
So, Xiao He also stopped and shouted to the Buddhist Scripture Pagoda with a smile on his face: "Yes, brother Lekong, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, how are you doing, brother?"
Immediately, with a sudden sound, the door of the Buddhist Scripture Pagoda opened alone, and Liao Kong said again: "Please come in! Two old friends, the poor monk has finished sweeping the first floor!"
Xiao He and Bingqi smiled at each other and walked towards the Sutra Pagoda together. Compared with the depression of the ancient Shaolin Temple, the scene inside the Sutra Pagoda has not changed in a hundred years, and it can be regarded as protecting the ancient Shaolin Temple.
A piece of pure land.
After all, the two of them were still guests, not to mention that they were in a Shaolin forbidden area like the Sutra Pagoda. Xiao He did not continue to climb the tower, but waited on the ground floor with Bingqi. Not long after, he left with a broom in one hand when he was free.
After walking down the stairs, he was still wearing a blue cassock, with a broad heart and a fat body, and a big smile, just like the Maitreya Buddha. For a hundred years, his appearance had not changed at all. For some reason, all this made Xiao He feel extremely at ease.
However, Xiao He and Liao Kong looked at each other, and both of them were shocked at the same time! In just a moment, their expressions returned to their natural state.
"Brother Kongong, I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I miss you so much, brother!" Xiao He sighed again.
"Yes! Brother Xiao He, as a brother, I have meditated in the Tower Facing the Wall for eighty-one years, and have been cleaning the Sutra Pagoda here since then. I actually heard that your whereabouts, brother, have disappeared from the mainland for nearly a hundred years! Isn't it like this?
Did you find a place to face the wall like a brother?" Liao Kong asked jokingly.
Xiao He opened his mouth and replied: "It's almost like facing a wall!"
Bingqi also said: "I don't know where he has been in the past hundred years. When we meet again, his cultivation is beyond my reach. With a wave of his hand, hundreds of Guangluo Cave Heaven disciples died instantly."
"Amitabha!" Liao Kong took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh.
Xiao He said: "Brother, please don't worry. All the enemies who came here died by the Jiuzhuo River. The ancient Shaolin Temple is not stained with blood."
"The ancient Shaolin Temple was saved once again by you and Nihan Dongtian, brothers!" Liao Kong sighed again.
"The thousand-year-old ancient temple is now being bullied by the youngest members of the Thirty-Six Caves. How could the world be like this!" Bingqi also said.
When Xiao He heard this, he couldn't help but smile. He looked at Kong, as if he saw some secret, and said, "I think this situation will change soon, right, Brother Kong."
Liao Kong just smiled and didn't comment on Xiao He's words. This made Bingqi beside him confused, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"Let's not chat here anymore. You two come with me, and we will choose another place to go!" Liao Kong said happily, and took Xiao He and Bingqi away from the spotless Scripture Depository Pavilion.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them were led by Liao Kong to the rugged peak of Shaoshi Mountain and sat around on the ground. While Xiao He and Bingqi were confused, Liao Kong gave a mysterious smile.
, lifted up a stone slab, and there were actually several jars of fine wine hidden under the stone slab.
When Bingqi saw this, he immediately laughed and said: "You two brothers are really in sync with each other. Just now at the foot of the mountain, Xiao He even lamented that he should bring some jars of fine wine to see you."
But Xiao He stared at the jars of wine with a completely stunned expression. The familiar aroma of wine coming from the shop made him fascinated. After a while, he asked: "Could this be a gentleman's wine? I thought it was a gentleman's wine."
I can never drink it again!"
Hearing Xiao He's words, Liao Kong's expression became even more proud and he said, "How? I secretly hid this a hundred years ago. I didn't expect it!"
Xiao He's expression seemed to be drunk, and he no longer listened to Kong's show off, all his energy was focused on the wine jar.
In this way, the three of them kept drinking and sighing on the top of the mountain, day and night without stopping.
In the past hundred years, this may be Xiao He's most comfortable day. Even he himself has forgotten the last time he was like this between heaven and earth, blowing on the mountain peaks, wandering around, and drinking wantonly. Along the way, he
He was carrying more and more heavy burdens, weighing him down to the point where he could hardly breathe.
Only on this day, only when he was drunk, would he feel so relaxed and happy.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, Bingqi was sleeping among the rocks with an empty wine jar. Xiao He and Liao Kong didn't know when he got drunk. Looking at Bingqi's drunken state, Xiao He thought in his mind that someone of similar age to himself
, he wants to be the leader of the cave world, so he must have his own pressure!
"Brother Xiao He, what surprises have you encountered in the past hundred years that your cultivation has improved so much?" Liao Kong suddenly asked calmly.
Xiao He took a deep breath against the mountain wind and finally told Kong what happened to him on Dazhi Island. Hearing the words, Kong was shocked and said, "Dazhi Island! That is the place where the Buddha is said to have sat down and transformed into a Buddha.
!You actually encountered me and you were able to practice like this!"
"Yeah, brother, I also think it's a bit unreal!" Xiao He also said.
"So, brother, not only do you possess unique magic elements, but your life experience is probably rare in the world. You must be a person with great Buddhist connections to encounter this!" Liao Kong said again.
Xiao He turned around and smiled, looked down at the wine jar in his hand, and said softly: "Brother, I don't know what the Buddhist bond with me is!"
"Sooner or later, everything will have an answer!" Liao Kong said.
Xiao He smiled again and said no more. In his heart, there were too many answers he wanted to find.
What Xiao He didn't know was that the tall Buddha statue in the Realm Cave on Dazhi Island had a Buddha tear under its eye. It was quiet and peaceful, as if it had existed for ten thousand years.
After a brief night together, Xiao He said goodbye to empty words. Naturally, Bingqi returned directly to Nihan Cave Heaven, and Xiao He did not go directly to find Tianyuan Academy. He had personally promised Taoist Mu Lian yesterday at the Jiuzhuo River that he would be here today.
How could he go back on his promise to visit Guangluo Cave? So, when they were parting, he and Bingqi asked for the specific location of Guangluo Cave, and went straight there after leaving Shaolin.
The Taoist Mu Lian of Guangluo Dongtian, including their sect master Ying Liu, did not wait quietly in the sect for Xiao He's arrival. After hearing the description of Elder Mu Lian, Ying Liu, the sect master of Guangluo Dongtian, was also very panicked.
, he asked himself that even if he took action, he might not be able to kill hundreds of disciples in Dongtian with one move, not to mention the person named Xiao in Taoist Mu Lian's mouth.
He's a young man who used this move so calmly. Without thinking too much, it was almost certain that this person must have occupied a high position in the Zhenwu Shen Sect. He was similar to the young man who drunkenly mentioned poems at the Qianxun Tower.
A radical change.
Now that he knew that he was unable to resist, Ying Liu's first reaction was naturally to immediately ask for help from the Cantian Sword Sect. However, for some unknown reason, the Cantian Sword Sect did not give any response.
This made the Yingliu Sect Leader feel disheartened. The two major forces were blooming more and more aggressively at the moment. There were wars in all the thirty-six caves. How could the Cantian Sword Sect ignore a distress message from a cave at this time?
He was an abandoned son of the Cantian Sword Sect from the beginning, right?
The sad look on Yingliu Sect Leader's face made Elder Mu Lian become anxious along with him.
"This is all the fault of the old man, who was quick to talk for a while, otherwise the sect would not have suffered this disaster!" Taoist Mu Lian said sadly and angrily from the side.
"I can't blame you." Yingliu Sect Master began to persuade: "It was the Cantian Sword Sect's order to attack the Immortal Blessed Land, and it was my order to seize the Buddhist scriptures from the Shaolin Temple through the passage. Such a thing was not done by the Zhenwu Shen Sect named Xiao He.
When the elder catches up, no matter how you deal with it, he won't let it go, so how can I blame you?"
Hearing that his sect master was so considerate of him, the pressure in Elder Mu Lian's heart was a little less. However, he was still worried about Xiao He who might come to make trouble at any time, so he continued: "Thank you sect master for being so tolerant of junior brother, but the trouble has been caused after all.
Now that the Cantian Sword Sect has left it alone, what should we do?"
After thinking calmly for a long time, the Yingliu Sect Leader said: "Take your disciples all the way to the west, to the Forest Fire Cave, and ask for the blessings of the Guangsha Sect Master. The two of us are friends of eight worshippers, and he will definitely help!"
"Sect Master, what about you?" Taoist Master Mu Lian asked quickly after hearing this.
Hearing this, Yingliu Sect Leader showed a smile. He sat on his sect leader's throne. His old face looked around the solemn sect main hall. He slightly raised his hands and said slowly: "I will sit here and wait here.
Then when Xiao He comes, this is where I will die!"
"Sect Master, ask junior brother to stay with you!" Taoist Mu Lian said anxiously again.
The Yingliu Sect Leader smiled again and asked: "If you stay with me, who will lead the disciples to survive?"
Taoist Mu Lian said without hesitation: "Senior brother, you take the disciples and leave, I will wait for him here!"
Yingliu shook his head and said: "It has been almost two thousand years since Guangluo Sect ascended to the position of Dongtian. I am the third sect leader, and I should live and die with Dongtian. Besides, you have no ability to deal with him! Leave quickly, if he arrives,
Not only can you and I not be able to leave, but thousands of disciples of our sect will also lose their lives!"
"Senior brother!" Taoist Mu Lian said again.
"Let's go!" Ying Liu said, closing his eyes tightly and no longer paying attention to Taoist Mu Lian.
Taoist Mu Lian looked at his senior brother and thought of the thousands of disciples whose lives were hanging by a thread. Of course, he also understood that this was definitely not the time to be indecisive. Every moment of the day, the sect was in more danger. His senior brother Ying Liu did this.
Naturally, it was to let him leave incense for Guangluo Cave Heaven.
"Senior brother, don't worry. Junior brother, I will definitely fulfill my mission and live and die together with the thousands of disciples in Guangluo Cave Heaven!" After saying this, Taoist Mu Lian left the main hall of the sect with tears in his eyes.
And Yingliu, the master of Guangluo Cave Heaven, has been sitting on his sect leader's throne, unmoving, he is waiting.
