Chapter 477

Putian.

Southern Shaolin.

Several heads of the Southern Shaolin Temple sat together, looking at the Peerless Martial God List in the firmament and discussing it.

"Talents are emerging in the demonic path."

"Yes, who can say otherwise? Demon Blade Ding Peng received the inheritance of Martial Ancestor Baili Shenyou and is already a Heavenly Man Rank 9 in his thirties."

"That Little Demon Master Fang Yeyu is even more terrifying; he is already a Heavenly Man Rank 9 at twenty-three."

"Fortunately, there is a Sweeping Monk hidden in our Buddhism; otherwise, the current Buddhism would be at the bottom of the four paths."

"Yes, who can say otherwise."

Just as the heads were discussing.

Abbot Fang Zheng of Southern Shaolin walked over from there with a blank expression.

Fang Zheng had been very unhappy recently.

Because a Sweeping Monk had appeared in Northern Shaolin.

This made him, who was full of ambition before, wilt like a frost-bitten eggplant.

Many things he had planned before were thrown to the back of his mind.

The heads saw Fang Zheng walking over and hurriedly paid their respects to Fang Zheng.

At this time.

Fang Zheng said: "Junior brothers, right now, Northern Shaolin is powerful, so we should keep a low profile."

"These days, I have been thinking about it."

"I still think it is better for us to stay in the temple for now."

"As for those who have gone out to find our Buddhist secret books, I am afraid they will not be able to return for a while."

"Even if we welcome back the secret books, it will probably be difficult to surpass Northern Shaolin in a short time."

"After all, the power of a Land Immortal is truly too great."

The monks nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Abbot is right; Abbot, rest assured, we will all practice in the temple with peace of mind."

Just at this time.

A flash of golden light appeared on the Peerless Martial God List in the firmament.

Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo's name appeared.

Fang Zheng and all the heads looked at the Peerless Martial God List without blinking.

The more they looked, the more fascinated they became.

Until the introduction about Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo ended.

Fang Zheng and the heads looked at each other.

One of the heads spoke first: "Abbot, this is a good thing."

"Northern Shaolin Abbot Xuanci is incompetent; he was actually played around by this Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo, killed innocent women and children, and hid the truth for thirty years."

"This is a huge blow to Northern Shaolin's prestige."

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "Not enough, far from enough. From this, Xuanci can at most be considered as not knowing people well; the biggest root cause is still in Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo."

"Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo played Xuanci around, faked his death to escape, and stole the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple."

"This person is truly remarkable."

The other heads spoke one after another.

"Abbot, should we do something now!"

Fang Zheng said: "Everyone, remember what I just said; as long as the Sweeping Monk is still in Northern Shaolin, Northern Shaolin will not fall for a day..."

The heads lost their voices upon hearing this.

……

Northern Song Dynasty.

In a mountain tea stall not far from Northern Shaolin Temple.

An old man wrapped in black clothes was drinking tea.

The old man looked seven or eight parts like Qiao Feng, only much older than Qiao Feng.

At this time, the old man was glancing at the Peerless Martial God List in the firmament.

A flash of disdain crossed his face.

"Hahaha..."

"Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo, you old thief!"

"So, the mastermind behind the destruction of my family was you!"

"For so many years, the one who fought with me in Northern Shaolin was also you!"

"Good!"

"Truly very good!"

"After so many years, I finally know who my real great enemy is!"

"Good, truly very good."

"Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo, I will definitely kill you!"

……

Great Ming.

Wudang.

In front of Zhenwu Hall.

Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Cuishan, master and disciple, looked at the Peerless Martial God List in the firmament with emotion.

Zhang Sanfeng said slowly: "In the Nine Provinces and the four seas and eight wildernesses."

"There are not a few people with superior intelligence."

"This Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo is one of them."

"It is a pity that this person, for the sake of restoring his country, did not hesitate to provoke the dispute between Liao and Song."

"He harmed the lives of innocent people."

"The more such people there are, the more chaotic the Jianghu will be."

Zhang Cuishan said to the side: "Master, this Benefactor Benefactor Murong Bo stole the seventy-two unique skills of Northern Shaolin; Northern Shaolin has lost all its face."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed slightly and said: "Northern Shaolin, a tall tree catches the wind."

"But, no matter what, we still have to set off for Northern Shaolin."

"Cuishan, you still have half a month; after half a month, we will set off, and then we can arrive at Northern Shaolin as agreed to rescue Susu!"

Zhang Cuishan said immediately upon hearing this: "Master, rest assured, I will definitely practice with all my strength in this half month!"

"I will strive to penetrate the mysteries of the Great Dao True Explanation a bit more."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, looking at the golden list shining in the firmament, and said: "Cuishan, in the past few days, my right eyelid has been twitching, as if something bad is about to happen."

"Do you have this feeling?"

Zhang Cuishan said upon hearing this: "Master, in the past few days, I have indeed been feeling restless."

"I thought it was because the ten-year agreement was approaching."

"I didn't expect Master to also..."