Just on Zhaobao Mountain, not far from Weiyuan City, there is an ancient temple, called Baotuo Temple. There are only two monks in the temple, one old and one young.

That day, the old monk Haikong was meditating and chanting in the abbot's room, and the little monk Pingbo was sweeping the floor outside the door.

Suddenly there was a boom, and the houses trembled.

Pingbo threw away the broom, ran into the abbot's room, and shouted, "Master, Master, hurry up and run, it's an earthquake!" ”

The old monk remained motionless and said calmly: "Don't panic, it should be somewhere under the mountain that is making a blast." ”

The little monk said, "I'll go and see." ”

Just as he was about to run out, the earth trembled again, and a rumbling sound came at the same time, mixed with a strange roar.

The little monk was feeling strange, and the old monk was suddenly startled and shouted, "Pingbo, go to the lock Jiao Pavilion in the back and have a look." ”

The little monk said yes and went out through the back door of the temple.

After a while, he hurriedly ran back and said in a panic: "Master, Master, it's not good, the lock Jiaoting has collapsed!" ”

Haikong stood under the eaves of the abbot's outdoor porch, looked at the void in the distance, and chanted "Amitabha".

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The little monk thought he hadn't heard, and repeated, "Master, Master, the Lock Jiao Pavilion has collapsed!" ”

Haikong sighed and said, "If it collapses, it will collapse, and it will collapse one day." ”

And he said, "It's good to collapse!" It's collapsed! ”

The little monk Pingbo seemed to understand and asked, "Master, why did it collapse?" ”

Haikong said, "It's collapsed, we can go." ”

"Let's go, where are we going?"

"Do you know where the temple came from?"

Pingbo shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The sea and sky looked at the east, and his eyes were full of piety: "Putuo." ”

"Putuo? Is it that Putuo? ”

"Yes, it's that Putuo."

"Why did you move here?"

"For the sake of ...... Mission, right? ”

"Master, is it the master's order or the mission?"

"Well, it's all there."

"Which teacher's destiny and what mission?"

"That's a long story."

The old monk Haikong told the story slowly.

The little monk Pingbo listened attentively and didn't notice that at this time, a cluster of purple clouds rose from Zhaobao Mountain and filled the sky.

I only felt that Haikong's body became sacred in a heavy purple light.

When Haikong finished speaking, the sun was setting, and the purple light in the sky also dissipated.

Pingbo reminisced about the magical story, looked at the master with adoring eyes, and asked with infinite longing:

"Master, are we going back to Putuo now?"

"No, don't go back to Putuo." Haikong shook his head.

"Where are you going?"

"It's vulgar."

"Ahh Pingbo was taken aback, "What are you doing here?" ”

"It's vulgar, ask for a wife." Haikong said calmly.

……

The Yongjiang River surging from the foot of Zhaobao Mountain, the river is surging, flowing into the East China Sea.

Ships on the river come and go, in and out of the port wharf.

Just on the other side of the river, there is a small wharf, which is just opposite the Weiyuan City Tower. Dozens of large and small ships are docked at the pier, and in the setting sun, the shadows of the boats sway in the water.

As the sun sets, the surface of the river gradually darkens, and the shadow of the ship fades more and more, and finally disappears into the river.

Until one day when the purple light dissipated, the shadow of the ship moved leisurely, and it actually left the hull of the ship, went ashore at a very fast speed, and moved towards the dense buildings in the distance in the twilight of the riverbank, and disappeared into the vast night of Yongcheng in a flash.

Liu Zhenwu stood on the library building with a long history of the Liu family, looking out from the railing.

The young elites of the family were all sent out, several elders personally led the team, and the head of the family, Liu Jinsheng, also went out, and he has not come back yet.

Liu Zhenwu's eyelids kept jumping.

He had an ominous premonition.

At the martial arts conference, he saw with his own eyes the terrifying power displayed by Li Muchen. This ability has surpassed the limits of martial arts.

Liu Zhenwu can see it, and Liu Jinsheng can certainly see it more clearly.

He didn't understand why the head of the family had to work against Li Muchen. Even if there is hostility among the people, it is not impossible to resolve it, otherwise they would not have cured Liu Jinsheng's hand at the martial arts conference.

The Liu family has been inherited for hundreds of years and dominates Yongcheng, which is not easy. A family needs to be run, not just a battle for supremacy in force.

But if he is an enemy of Li Muchen, unless he is killed, there will be endless troubles.

Liu Zhenwu didn't think that those big families in the capital would really help the Liu family. They just use the Liu family as a tool.

After the collapse of the Yuan family, the entire Qiantang area, equivalent to half of the Nanjiang River, became a partner of the Li family. The Liu family, how can they be alone, let alone go against the trend.

Liu Zhenwu didn't know what the boy from the capital gave Liu Jinsheng. Not explosives for sure. The ability to make some explosives, the Liu family still has.

When twilight fell, the sky in Yongcheng was not calm.

The chaotic purple light that came from nowhere made Liu Zhenwu's eyes a little uncomfortable.

His eyelids jumped even harder.

After the sun sets, the lights of thousands of homes are lit up.

Liu Zhenwu saw a dark shadow move past the roof of the residential building in front of him. He thought it was the shadow of a plane in the sky.

But suddenly I woke up, it was already dark, where did the shadow come from?

Looking up, there were no planes flying in the sky.

What is that?

When I looked at it again, the black shadow had already moved to the Liu family's compound.

Then, like smoke, he burrowed into a building on the left, where Liu Jinsheng lived.

Liu Zhenwu was taken aback, and his first instinct was that a thief had come.

I heard that there are ways to hide your whereabouts in the Lanmen Secret Technique and Dongying Ninjutsu, and both of these are thieves, and they are both involved with the Liu family.

As soon as he stretched his figure, he jumped down from the library building, and in a few arrow steps, he rushed into the hall of that building.

There is nothing there.

Liu Zhenwu looked around, and there was nothing missing.

He suddenly remembered that the Liu family's heirloom sevenfold treasure letter was in Liu Jinsheng's study. That's what the thief should be targeting.

Liu Zhenwu took a breath and went up to the second floor as fast as he could.

The door to the study was locked.

Liu Zhenwu kicked away without hesitation.

There was no one in the study.

He kicked the door open, the window shut, and the contents inside, including the few secret marks he knew, did not move.

There wasn't much room in the study to hide people, so he checked it and found nothing.

With such a small space, even if it is a grandmaster, it is difficult to hide.

Liu Zhenwu breathed a sigh of relief and blamed himself for being too sensitive.

But for some reason, his eyelids were jumping even harder.

Just as he turned to walk and was about to leave, he suddenly saw his own shadow.

Liu Zhenwu's pupils shrank sharply, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and fear arose spontaneously.

Because his shadow did not follow his footsteps.

As he walked, the shadow remained in place, unmoving.