As a result, Du Xu looked at the invitation in Lin Da's hand, and sure enough, it was Liu Zhengfeng who wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin, and the plot finally began.

"Do you want to go?" Du Xu looked at the invitation in his hand and fell into thought, the purpose of his coming to this world was to obtain the source point and improve his strength.

Now that he has found a way to obtain the source point of life, his realm has also reached the level of artistic conception in terms of strength, and the innate bottleneck can be broken at any time. Because he has been busy with gang affairs, except for the last time because of the evil sword spectrum, he rarely participates in the battle of the rivers and lakes.

"Whew!"

"Let's go out and have a look, it's strange enough to develop quietly like me and not do things. Du Xu exhaled deeply, and finally decided to go to the Central Plains to have a look, since he came to this world, he has never stepped out of Fuzhou Mansion, thinking that he himself is drunk.

In the next few days, he continued to arrange what everyone in the gang would do next, and this time it might have been a little longer to go out.

This time when he went out, he was a little relieved about the safety of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, after all, who knew if someone would break in when he left.

Fortunately, Lin Zhennan, who has been cultivating "Xiangyang Duel" for a period of time, has reached the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, and he has arranged more than a dozen elites in the gang to secretly protect him, unless he is a congenital master, it is difficult to hurt the dart game.

After thinking about it, he handed over the original sword spectrum to Lin Zhennan, and told him that if he threw the sword spectrum out when he encountered danger, there was still a great possibility that his life would be saved in the first place.

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A few days later, in the morning, Du Xu was already riding his white horse on the way to Putian, he was dressed in white, his eyebrows were delicate, and his eyes were lazy, like a scholar who went out to play.

There is still more than a month before the golden basin washes his hands, and he still has enough time, so he is ready to go slowly and enjoy the scenery and sects of this world along the way.

Putian South Shaolin was the only big force in Fujian before Du Xu took over the Haijiao Gang, although it was not as famous as Songshan Shaolin Temple, but its strength should not be underestimated.

Nan Shaolin, as the closest faction to him, was of course the first target he chose to visit.

Lin Yuantu, the founder of Fuwei Dart Bureau, was once a disciple of Southern Shaolin, and was called Duyuan Zen Master at that time.

The Huashan faction was due to Yue Su, and Cai Zifeng watched the Southern Shaolin "Sunflower Treasure Book", and after returning home, there was a conflict in memory that led to a dispute over sword qi, which split into the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect.

The Duyuan Zen Master who went out of the mountain to track down watched the incomplete "Sunflower Treasure Book" of the Huashan School, created the "Sword Book to Wars Off Evil Spirits", and also created the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

As he got closer and closer to Southern Shaolin, this information was filtered out in Du Xu's mind, and he was still a little interested in this trip to Southern Shaolin.

Since he read the original book before, he had a doubt, that is, the original "Sunflower Treasure Book" should still be in Southern Shaolin, because Huashan sent Yue Su and Cai Zifeng to record part of it from memory, but it was not mentioned in the original.

Of course, he didn't come to South Shaolin for the "Sunflower Treasure Book", just to come to see the famous scenery of Putian Shaolin and feel the cultural atmosphere of ancient buildings in this era.

In the afternoon, the sun had gradually set, and the afterglow shone on the clouds, like clouds burning, covering most of the sky.

On a hill outside the South Shaolin in Putian, Du Xu led his horse to look at the burning clouds in the sky, which looked quiet and serene under the illumination of the setting sun.

He squinted his eyes, stretched out his hands, and the cool breeze on his face ruffled the hair on his forehead, and his face showed a look of intoxication, he had never realized that the creation of nature was so fascinating.

"Knock, knock......" At this time, there were bursts of bells ringing in the distance, and the time between them was evenly proportioned, and the bells looked quaint and peaceful in the afterglow of the sunset.

Du Xu closed his eyes and listened to the bell in the distance, as if he was experiencing a kind of historical precipitation, and his spirit seemed to be baptized.

"It's been a long time since I've been so relaxed. The sun was gone, the sky was getting darker, the bell had stopped, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled softly.

"Let's go, let's go see what the ancient temple with a long history looks like today?" Du Xu led the horse, patted its head, and walked slowly along the stone road.

As we approached, a tall building appeared at the end, with three large characters of astigmatism "Shaolin Temple" on the door plaque, and a wide gate below, in front of which two young monks were guarding.

Beyond the building, some of the stone towers emerge with pointed heads, which appear a little tall and quaint.

"Two masters, please, Lin Pingzhi came to visit in the Xia Fuwei Dart Bureau, and I am bothered to inform you. Du Xu led the horse to the door and greeted the two monks with a smile.

"You are Lin Pingzhi, the son of a loser in Fuzhou!" The two monks listened to Du Xu's words, were slightly stunned, and made their debut.

"It turned out to be Lord Lin, it's rude, please wait, I'll inform the abbot immediately. The monk on the right quickly reacted and ran in with a confession, leaving Du Xu smiling at the somewhat embarrassed monk on the left.

"Master Lin, please forgive me, the poor monk Guangming, I have heard the name of Lord Lin for a long time, and I was rude when I suddenly saw it. Guangming quickly reacted and took the initiative to apologize and introduce.

"Haha, it's okay, it seems that I still have some reputation in the rivers and lakes. Du Xu laughed, he had already cared about this statement.

"Amitabha, Lao Nan Shaolin Huiwen led the whole temple to welcome the young dart. Just as he was about to ask Guangming some questions, the door suddenly opened, and a monk in his fifties looked at Du Xu, followed by five middle-aged monks, and behind him more than a hundred middle-aged monks carrying sticks.

"Meet Master Huiwen, I have seen all the masters, Lin has admired your temple for a long time, this time I happened to pass by, I want to spend a night in your temple, please forgive me. Looking at Nan Shaolin's battle, Du Xu wanted to laugh a little, he didn't expect Nan Shaolin to see him bring so many people, which regarded him as a fault finder.

"I see, there is some misunderstanding of the temple with less dart, Guanghua, go and clean up the guest room, less dart, please inside. Hearing this, Hui Wen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and instructed a monk, and someone immediately stepped forward to pull Du Xu's white horse away.

"Thank you, Abbot, then excuse me. After he finished speaking, he followed the abbot inside, followed by the five middle-aged monks.

"A few years ago, Lao Qu and the head of the dart had a few faces, Mr. Lin is okay? Where is the head of the young dart going this time?" On the way, the abbot had a kind face, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, and when it came to the relationship with Lin Zhennan, it was also a look of reminiscence.

But Du Xu knew that what he really wanted to ask was the purpose of his coming to Southern Shaolin, and after a little thought, he guessed Huiwen's worries.

"I didn't expect the abbot to know my father, his old man has been very good recently, I went to Hengshan to witness the golden basin to wash his hands, the first time I went out, I passed by your temple to see one or two. ”

"Haha, I see, although the donor of Nalin can rest assured, I will take the donor to visit the Xia Di Temple tomorrow. ”

The group soon followed the corridor to a row of wooden houses, where the monk named Guanghua was already waiting, and he saluted Huiwen and led them to a room.

"Amitabha, the young dart head will stay here tonight, and I'll ask someone to bring some dinner later." ”

"Thank you, Abbot, your temple is clean and elegant, and I am very happy. ”

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South Shaolin, the abbot's residence, this room is not gorgeous, but it is very Zen furnished, and a fragrance surrounds the house.

"Abbot, that Lin Pingzhi is here for the Sunflower Treasure Book. As soon as the abbot of Huiwen and the five people entered the house, someone couldn't help but ask.

The others were also staring at Huiwen, as if they were sure of Du Xu's purpose in coming to South Shaolin.