Chapter Seventy-Two: Monk, I am a thief, once the first rate in the world!
"Lang Jun Lang Jun, are we going to go far away?"
Beside Yuan Sheng, the big orange dog was like a wild horse, and he was curious to run around in the middle of the South Mountain.
It's just that when the big orange dog moves, it is not nearly thirty or fifty zhang away from Yuan Shengzhou, and when he occasionally turns back, he can clearly see that the big orange dog in front of him has a somewhat active look on his face.
After a while, the big orange dog seemed to think of something, and when he was beside Yuan Sheng, he saw Yuan Sheng in front of him curiously.
"Do you want to go far away?"
Yuan Sheng was slightly stunned by Huang Xiao's words, he had never thought about going out of the mountain before. After all, he even refined the plausible and non-martial arts incarnation, and if he really went out of the mountain, he also had his own martial arts incarnation that moved with his thoughts.
"I don't really think about it, it's just that when the old master was still there, he often said how prosperous Bianjing City was."
"The old master seems to have been to Bianjing when he was a teenager, I just thought, I want to go to Bianjing City to see, what is the most prosperous realm in the world called by the old master......
The yellow dog listened to Yuan Sheng's rhetorical question, and a look of longing appeared on his face again, and then he said such duplicitous words.
"Lang Jun is a very tolerant person, and he stays in the mountains for half a mile!"
"I want to go and see what the old master said about Bianjing, but I am really reluctant to leave Lang Jun's side......
The dog also seems to be aware of his duplicity, and when he shakes his head, he no longer hides his thoughts, and only says what he desires in his heart.
"But if the dog leaves the mountain, what if someone breaks into the mountain and steals something from the house?"
Yuan Sheng didn't think about it, but this dog from the countryside had a heart to see the world.
He didn't know why he came down the mountain, or because of the strangeness of the young monk, he wanted to see the monk in person, or Yuan Sheng felt that he had no worries and no longer needed to sit in the mountain.
Or, just thinking about it quietly, thinking about it, coming out of the mountain, and seeing the world outside the mountain in person?
Listening to the yellow dog's words at this time, Yuan Sheng couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, he has worked hard to deduce martial arts these days, but he has forgotten the essence of life?
If it is for those who have a limited lifespan, it is natural that every second counts.
But he is clearly an immortal guest in the world, even if he does something, he doesn't need to be so urgent, right?
When such a thought was born in Yuan Sheng's mind, Yuan Sheng did have a few thoughts of walking out of the mountain and seeing the world outside the mountain.
When Yuan Sheng spoke, he couldn't help but tease Huang Xiao in front of him.
And after the yellow dog heard Yuan Sheng's words, the dog was full of interest, and it was inevitable to have a thoughtful look on his face at this time.
Unconsciously, Zhongting Hill is already a place like home for Huang Xiao.
There is a big cat at home, a big snake in the well, and a sweeper in the library who will cook some delicious food.
The fish in the Silver Mirror Lake have grown fat and strong, and there is a new big fish living in the lake, and the big fish can talk and fly into the sky with wings.
There is an extra grass house by the lake, but unfortunately, the yellow dog has not had time to get familiar with the owner of the grass house.
But as far as the yellow dog is concerned, it is so familiar everywhere in the mountains, and when he hears that outsiders will steal things from the house when they break into the mountains, the yellow dog's face is tangled for three or two breaths.
After three or two breaths, the yellow dog seemed to be deflated, and wagged its tail without a match.
"Well, don't leave the mountains......"
When Huang Xiao sighed, he couldn't help but look back, as if he wanted to see if there would be thieves in the mountains after he left the mountain.
It also remembered that a group of gangsters broke into the mountain a few months ago, and now that I think about it, I am afraid that those gangsters should be the thieves in the mouth of his own Langjun.
"There are sweepers in the mountains, and there are big snakes in the wells in the dogs' mouths, and there are also building trees, which are not so easy to get into thieves."
Yuan Sheng saw the appearance of the dog in front of him turning back three times in one step, and couldn't help but reach out and rub the dog's head, and then said something of relief.
"Since the dog wants to go to Bianjing City to have a look, how about we go to Bianjing City to have a look?"
"But before that, we have to meet a great monk first, if that great monk is the person I want, this world will be very interesting."
When Yuan Sheng pinched the cheeks of the dog's meat, he laughed again and said such words.
The dog listened to Yuan Sheng's words, and his face, which was a little down, couldn't help but show a little excited, even if he was pinched by Yuan Sheng's cheeks, he could see that the dog had a little smile on his face.
"Lang Jun Lang Jun, who is the great monk?"
"Is it like the big fish in the lake, our future neighbors?"
When the dog smiled, he paid attention to the big monk in Yuan Sheng's mouth, and then raised his head and couldn't help asking.
"If the great monk is really that person, whether he is willing to be neighbors with us has to say another matter!"
Yuan Sheng shook his head, he didn't hide his face, Huang Xiao's body shape is here again, seeing such a big yellow dog, goodbye Yuan Sheng is hanging an inch in the air, not stained with mortal dust, there are already many people in the mountains who have got the news.
They wanted to come and see Yuan Sheng in front of them, but Yuan Sheng was nearly a hundred zhang around, as if there was an invisible repulsion.
These Jianghu guests could only stand from afar and look at Yuan Sheng a few times, but they couldn't get closer, let alone get close to Yuan Sheng's side.
When the warriors of the rivers and lakes in the mountains gathered, there were many discussions, and most of the words were curious about why the gods came out of the mountain with the yellow demon.
There are also smart and witty people, Yuan Sheng and Huang Xiao first, go to the end of the road to take a look.
When they walked a little longer, they could see a young monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, reciting some Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, as if waiting for someone.
It's not that the sweeping monk doesn't know the number of etiquette, but the sweeping monk is clearly standing at the foot of the mountain A foot away from the bronze monument, and has not set foot in the Nanshan dojo of the gods, it seems that the visitor is waiting for the master's family to come to the courtesy, and he can be allowed to enter the mountain.
The words of the gods who came out of the mountain only for a great monk spread throughout the mountain in a short period of time.
Those Jianghu warriors are also curious about what kind of magic is in the great monk, and they can attract the gods to pick it up in person, but it is not that there are no reckless people who are jealous and envious of the treatment of the great monk and want to do something out of the ordinary.
But then thinking that this great monk had caused the gods to come down the mountain in person, those reckless Jianghu guests were pressed down by the martial artists of the rivers and lakes near Zhou.
There was such a big commotion, and the sweeping monk also heard the news of the gods coming down the mountain from his own three words in the past three words.
Even though the sweeping monk was so self-contained, when he heard that the gods came to greet him in person, he couldn't help but have some emotional changes on his face.
When he saw a young man in green clothes walking slowly in the distance, followed by a yellow dog the size of a foal, the sweeping monk got up again, and when he was in the monk's robe, he stood in front of the bronze monument of the grandmaster, with a little more respect between his eyebrows.
The so-called master is the teacher, not to mention that Yuan Sheng is the first-class immortal, and at this moment he is personally coming to greet him, no matter how big the sweeping monk is, he will never dare to sit in place like before.
"When a guest comes to visit, why don't you go into the mountains, but hesitate in front of the mountain gate?"
When he saw the great monk in front of him with his own eyes, the more serious the sense of disharmony between the youth and the twilight in Yuan Sheng's heart became.
When he looked at the sweeping monk again, after Yuan Sheng looked at it a few times, he was already six or seven points sure in his heart, and the monk Mo Youzhen in front of him was really the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple.
It's just that I don't know what happened to make his face repeat the appearance of youth?
"If you don't worship, you're a thief!"
"The old monk has no face, he has already been a thief, and since he is aware of it for the master's family, what kind of face can he be a thief again?"
The sweeping monk listened to Yuan Sheng's words, but he bowed his head and bowed to Yuan Sheng in front of him.
He worships the immortal god, and when the Nanshan Dojo was not opened before, he had already entered Nanshan without telling him, and apologized for being a thief in his mouth.
"If you say so, aren't all the people in the mountains thieves?"
After Yuan Sheng listened to the words of the sweeping monk, his eyes flashed suddenly, it turned out that this sweeping monk actually entered Nanshan once unknowingly?
Looking back on his memory, Yuan Sheng was probably sure when the sweeping monk in front of him would go to the mountains.
"God's man is ...... his word"
"The gods scattered the dead line in the mountains, and laid down the grandmaster martial arts in the mountains, the original intention was to invite the world's rivers and lakes to go to the mountains."
"How can they be called thieves when they are invited?"
"The so-called thief, but there is only one old monk!"
When the sweeping monk bowed his head and folded his head, he sighed softly again.
Until this moment, the sweeping monk also felt that Yuan Sheng came down the mountain, afraid that he wanted to see what he looked like as a thief who entered without telling him.
After all, when the sweeping monk entered Nanshan, he took advantage of the loophole, and saw Yuan Sheng take Wang Anshi into the mountain, so as to find a sheep intestine trail into Nanshan.
At that time, Nanshan had not yet been opened to many people in this world.
"Don't say that this thief is not a thief."
"I was able to go to Nanshan when I didn't even notice it, and you were the first person in the world before."
"You also said that my Nanshan invites people from all over the world to come, and the things in the mountains are originally prepared for the people of the world.
"If it's fate, why talk about thieves?"
Yuan Sheng approached the sweeping monk, and he and Huang Xiao beside him were curious to look at the sweeping monk in front of him.
The difference is that Huang Xiao is simply curious that this sweeping monk is actually the thief that his own Langjun said, while Yuan Sheng is completely confirmed that the monk in front of him is clearly a sweeping monk.
With such a close approach, Yuan Sheng could see more clearly that the bone marrow of the sweeping monk had undergone several transformations.
He could see clearly that the bone marrow of the sweeping monk's body was like the lead and mercury, and the blood of the lead and mercury bone marrow contained surging vitality, which was the real reason why the sweeping monk's face returned to youth.
"It's also a coincidence, when Yuan was in the mountains, he was thinking about the second possibility of martial arts."
"When I raised my eyes again, I clearly saw that someone was one step ahead of Yuan, and he had already embarked on the second possible path of martial arts.
"If it's you, an old monk, it's not strange."
Yuan Shengzai carefully probed the sweeping monk in front of him for a while, and then said his intention slowly.
Although those people in the rivers and lakes who surrounded Yuan Shengzhou for nearly a hundred zhang could not hear Yuan Sheng's words, they also had a few strange people who knew lip language and interpreted the words that Yuan Sheng said.
After Yuan Sheng's words were turned to the left and right by the man, the many people in the rivers and lakes surrounding the foot of the mountain looked at the sweeping monk one by one, and there was already some doubt in their eyes.
How could they never have thought that this seemingly ordinary young monk was actually the first person in the world before Nanshan was opened?
Even this sweeping monk is one step ahead of the gods in the mountains, and in addition to today's martial arts, he has opened a second martial arts path?
(End of chapter)