Looking at Ning Wanjun, Huo Yuanzhen said: "The first word of the first sentence, the second word of the second sentence, the third word of the third sentence, and so on, the first five sentences are connected, which is the high place of Shaomu Mountain, plus the last sentence, the relics of this life are left, which means that the relics are in the high places of Shaomu Mountain."

Seeing that Ning Wanjun was shocked, Huo Yuanzhen smiled: "Miss Ning, but what the poor monk said is not right?"

"No, Abbot, you're so right, Wanjun didn't expect you to think of the key so quickly."

"The height of Shaolin Mountain, so Miss Ning thinks that the highest place in Shaolin Mountain is on the Yuzhai Mountain where our Shaolin is located, but the highest place is in the back mountain, if Miss Ning wants to go, she must pass through the Shaolin Temple, so she thought of coming to my Shaolin, let the iron ox and the tiger stay, looking for the place of the relics."

"Abbot, in fact, the iron bull doesn't know these things at all, but the tiger rhubarb, rhubarb is very spiritual, for some special things can always be found, I let rhubarb stay, is to find out where the relics are, but it is estimated that the relics can not be placed in the open air, so I think when I have the opportunity to come here, rhubarb can take me to find out the location of the relics, so that I can take out the relics."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded, thinking that the tiger had been thinking about stealing pills all day long in the back mountain, and he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the task of finding the relics.

"This relic is very important to Miss Ning?"

Ning Wanjun hesitated for a long time before saying: "I have been given a kiss by my father since I was a child, the other party is a disciple of the martial arts sect, I don't like that person very much, and a few years ago, this person was also hit by cold poison, and he has been relying on his elders to give him internal strength to maintain, if you want to cure the cold poison, you must have the treasure of the Yang to wear it for many years, and the monk of the Void Cause was the Zhiyang Gong method that was practiced back then, so his relics should be able to cure the cold poison."

"Do you want to treat someone you don't like?".

"I didn't want to care about him, but that person wanted to get married as soon as possible because he knew that he was not in good health, but I didn't like him at all, how could I marry him, so we made an agreement, as long as I could cure the cold poison on his body within three years, he agreed to break the marriage contract with me, so I worked so hard to find a way to cure the cold poison."

"I see!".

Ning Wanjun originally came to Shaolin because of this.

Huo Yuanzhen thought for a while and said: "Miss Ning, if you think according to the poor monk, you still don't have to be too anxious, many things can't be obtained by anxiety, since there are relics in the back mountain, then it can't fly, wait for a few days The poor monk will go to the back mountain to look for it, you live nearby, if there is news, the poor monk will definitely notify you."

Ning Wanjun thought for a while: "Abbot, this is fine, but I'm worried that the people of Wutai Mountain will find this relic first."

"Don't worry, they won't find it."

Huo Yuan really already knew in his heart, the highest place in the back mountain was the big stone next to the cave, but the relics would not be in the stones, if there were really relics, I am afraid that the biggest possibility was in that cave.

But if it is really in the cave, Huo Yuanzhen believes that no one can easily get it, including himself, because of the existence of that strange old man.

But Ning Wanjun came with hope, Huo Yuanzhen didn't want to let him down too much, and said: "Miss Ning actually doesn't have to pin all her hopes on this relic, not to mention whether the relic is real, even if there is, he may not be able to cure that person's cold poison, there is more than one way to treat cold poison in this world."

"Among that person is the cold poison of the Green Immortal Divine Palm, this Green Immortal Divine Palm is the unique mastery of the Western Regions Tianshan Shurakshasa Sect, this person has practiced this palm for decades, and it is not so easy to resolve."

"Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing, there is no insoluble poison, there is no incomprehensible thing, but there is no right way."

Huo Yuanzhen said a few words that were not nutritious, and continued: "After the poor monk saw the girl enter this tower, her eyebrows were shining, and her face was radiant, it must be a sign of the time to run, and the troubles that bother you should be resolved in the near future, and the poor monk congratulated the girl first."

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen say this, Ning Wanjun was also full of joy.

After many temptations, coupled with the fact that Huo Yuanzhen has always behaved unfathomably, and he is so smart, Ning Wanjun already believes in Huo Yuanzhen psychologically, and when she heard him say this, she naturally felt that the matter was about to be solved.

Xun Kou asked: "Then I don't know if there is any other way in the world to dissolve the cold poison of the Qing Ying Divine Palm?"

Huo Yuanzhen didn't think about it, and replied directly: "Jiuyang True Qi can dissolve all cold poisons in the world."

Ning Wanjun's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot, what are you talking about Jiuyang True Qi? But the legendary Jiuyang True Scripture?"

Hearing Ning Wanjun say this, Huo Yuanzhen remembered that he didn't know the Jiuyang Sutra, and he didn't expect that there were people in this world who had heard of the Jiuyang Sutra? The first volume of the Jiuyang Sutra was created by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, how did Ning Wanjun know?

"Miss Ning has also heard the Jiuyang Sutra?"

"Well, the Jiuyang Sutra is the legendary supreme martial arts classic, it is said that a hundred years ago there was a person who practiced this martial arts, but this person seems to have learned poorly, and was killed by Ding Buji in a battle with the white-haired blood demon Ding Fuji, but that was also the first time that Ding Fuji was injured since his debut, and the injury was not light, plus the Jiuyang Sutra that person learned was not perfect, which shows the strength of this martial arts."

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned, and then said: "I don't know if Miss Ning has ever heard of the Nine Yin True Scripture, the Rulai Divine Palm, the Finger Magic Power, the Star Absorbing **, the Sunflower Treasure Book, Wu Mu's Testament or something?"

Ning Wanjun thought for a while: "Some have heard of it, some have not heard of it, such as the Divine Palm, the Sunflower Treasure Book and Wu Mu's Testament."

Huo Yuanzhen was really a little surprised this time, he didn't expect that in this world, there were all kinds of immortal learning that he knew in his previous life.

Of course, there are still a lot of peerless learning that I haven't said, and there are many that Ning Wanjun may not know, in short, I don't want to be as simple as I imagined here, even if there is an abbot system in hand, and the peerless martial arts are extracted, there is no need to worry about having no opponent in the future.

After thinking about it again, Huo Yuanzhen had already heard the name of the white-haired blood demon Ding Fuji several times, and said to Ning Wanjun: "What kind of kung fu has this white-haired blood demon cultivated?

"The white-haired blood demon Ding is a genius of the heavens, practicing the blood shadow magic skill, after the completion of the magic skill, full of white hair, wearing a blood-colored robe, he is short-tempered and eccentric, killing countless people, he is the public enemy of the righteous path, the top ten masters of the righteous path once joined forces to fight the white-haired blood demon on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, but in the end he escaped, and then it was difficult to find a trace, and occasionally there was a bloody storm, but I don't know why it disappeared in the end."

Ning Wanjun looked at Huo Yuanzhen after speaking: "The Jiuyang True Scripture is a legend, and Wanjun is not sure whether it exists, and now he can only pin his hopes on the abbot, hoping that the abbot can find a solution for Wanjun."

After speaking, Yingying bowed down again.

Huo Yuanzhen couldn't help but feel a little big, this errand just fell on his head?

But the image still has to be maintained, and he can only say to Ning Wanjun: "The cause and effect of the world have a fixed number, all the laws are born by fate, and the fate is still extinguished.

Ning Wanjun bowed his head and was taught: "Abbot Xie instructed, Wanjun will go down the mountain, stay temporarily in the inn at the foot of the mountain, come to Shaolin every day to worship the Buddha, and wait for the good news of the abbot by the way."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled silently, and said in his heart, whether you go to incense or worship the Buddha, shouldn't you give some incense money, not to mention that the poor monk persuaded you three times and twice, with my abbot, shouldn't you mean it?

But it's a pity that Ning Wanjun seems to be very slow to react in this regard, maybe she thinks that she is a high monk and is afraid that money will desecrate her, so she didn't mention this stubble at all from beginning to end.

It wasn't until Ning Wanjun left the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda that Huo Yuanzhen sighed.

Women, it's stingy, and it's dead-eyed, although you think I can't accept it, but you should also take out something to be polite, in case I accept it.

Unconsciously it was getting late, Huo Yuanzhen shook his head and sighed, left the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, locked the door and was about to go back, when he suddenly saw two black shadows quietly walking from a distance and going to the back.

Who?

At night, there are not many people in Shaolin Temple, all the people Huo Yuanzhen is familiar with, those who practice martial arts and Buddhism during the day are very tired, and they basically rest at night, and people generally don't come out and walk around so late.

Vigilant, he hid in the dark and quietly observed, and then in the dim moonlight, he found that it was Puhang and Puyin.

These two monks from Wutai Mountain were sneaky, walking along the shadows in the corner of the wall and watching, looking like textbook thieves.

"You two, you have fought a total of one ring and lost, and now you still want to do these things of chickens and dogs in my Shaolin, how can you get involved in relics!".

Since he heard about the relics, Huo Yuanzhen didn't plan to hand them over, the relics and the pills in the cave could only be his own, and Nan Shaolin couldn't take them, let alone these two foreign monks.

"These two people went to the back mountain, even if they can't find the relics, I'm afraid they may find the cave in the back mountain, no, I have to go over and have a look."

Having made up his mind, Huo Yuanzhen performed light skills, like a ghost, followed behind the two of them and went to the back mountain.

ps: The donors are very smart, and they guessed correctly, but next time you won't guess so easily, this time it's just a small meaning.

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