Chapter Seventy-Seven: Putian
Yue Buqun was far away from showing his figure, and followed He Sanqi for a long time. He Sanqi was just walking through the streets and alleys to buy wontons, and there was no suspicious behavior, which made Yue Buqun very puzzled. Although he didn't know if it was a trip for nothing, Yue Buqun had already made up his mind to follow him for three days, and he would leave if there was no change in three days. In the evening, He Sanqi went to a broken temple to rest, and Yue Buqun spent the night on a tree not far from the temple.
After another two hours, He Sanqi, who had been resting for a long time, suddenly got up and hurried away overnight, woke up Yue Buqun, who had entered the meditation, and hurriedly followed. He Sanqi's martial arts are about first-class and inferior, much weaker than Yue Buqun, but his light skills are not bad, he runs extremely fast, and the burden of nearly 100 catties on his shoulders seems to be nothing. However, Yue Buqun's current light martial arts method is unmatched in the world, and he follows unhurriedly from behind, and He Sanqi doesn't know it, so he just buries his head in the hurry, and by dawn, he has already run to the suburbs of Fuzhou City.
Yue Buqun's heart suddenly burst out, and he said in his heart: There is a problem. I continued to follow, and found that He Sanqi had entered the west gate, and did not stop until the side of the Fuwei Dart Bureau; but after only looking at it twice, he continued to walk dozens of zhang, and really stopped next to a small inn, put the stall under the eaves, and turned around and entered the small inn. Yue Buqun saw it from a distance, and his heart shook violently, and it was really for the fact that he had left footprints in front of the Fuwei Dart Bureau.
After a while, He Sanqi turned around and came out, picked up the burden of wontons and walked towards the south gate. Yue Buqun figured in his heart, could it be that he was going to Southern Shaolin? Didn't Southern Shaolin close the temple a year ago? Last year, Southern Shaolin also held a special martial arts conference, and at the martial arts conference, all the grievances on the rivers and lakes were settled, and then the mountain and the temple were closed, and no longer took care of the affairs of the rivers and lakes, at most only receiving some ordinary pilgrims. Why? Is there a fake so-called closed temple in Southern Shaolin? Secretly there are still some things going on in the rivers and lakes?
Yue Buqun continued to follow He Sanqi all the way south with full thoughts, and He Sanqi really went straight to the Shaolin Temple in Putian. Yue Buqun's heart was full of apprehension, he must not have both the big opponent of the Demon Sect and the secret enemy of Nan Shaolin, a giant Mac, his own small body can't afford such a heavy responsibility. God seemed to hear Yue Buqun's prayer, He Sanqi did not go straight to Shaolin Temple, but came to a cliff in the mountain behind Shaolin Temple and stopped. Sitting silently waiting, it seems that he is waiting for an important figure in the Shaolin Temple. Yue Buqun hoped again, hoping that he was not the abbot of Southern Shaolin, the Mingxin Zen master among the peerless masters. Otherwise, Huashan is still the same as the original, a dead end.
Yue Buqun climbed the cliff with the technique of stepping on the mountain, and found a raised boulder that was a little closer but not easy to find, and waited on the stone secretly. It took three hours, and it was nearly dusk, before I heard He Sanqi stand up and speak, "Meet Master." Yue Buqun was shocked, the person who came was so profound, and he didn't even hear a single sound. Secretly probed and looked, only to see a white-eyed old monk wearing a big red robe appeared in front of He Sanqi ten zhang below the cliff.
The old monk was large and did not look like a skinny Jiangnan person at all. Looking at his age and dress, Yue Buqun was almost certain that he was the abbot of Southern Shaolin, Master Mingxin. Yue Buqun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was really a crow's mouth, what he said, something appeared. Immediately held his breath and calmed down, hoping that he would be lying here eavesdropping and not being discovered by the Mingxin Zen Master.
Zen Master Mingxin waved his hand casually and asked, "Who is the young man who left footprints in front of the Fuwei Dart Bureau yesterday? What is his experience? What is the purpose of going to the Fuwei Dart Bureau?" Yue Buqun said in his heart: It turns out that he is still causing trouble, and so is this Mingxin monk, who makes a fuss about a little thing, where does he look like a peerless master.
He Sanqi replied: "That person's surname is not Yue, but he is the eldest disciple of Duan Qingxuan, the head of the Huashan faction, and he once broke through the name of "Gentleman's Sword" in Shaanxi and Gansu three years ago. Later, for some reason, he never walked on the rivers and lakes, and there were rumors that the heir to the head of the Huashan faction had become a wind and a word. It wasn't until the beginning of this year that he went south to Shuzhong and was known again. Along the way, I saw him visiting masters from all walks of life, specifically looking for people to compete in martial arts, and some of them were like martial arts idiots. And treat others, whether virtuous or stupid, all of them are polite and polite, and it is easy to win the favor of people in the rivers and lakes. Although it is not supported by others, it is easy to gain the support of others. When he went out of the mountain this time, the disciple suspected that it was related to inheriting the position of the head of the Huashan faction, but he did not see him participate in the alliance of the Wuyue Sword Sect. And when the Wuyue Sword Sect met the alliance, it was always Feng Buyan who was managing the reception affairs of the Huashan Faction. After the Wuyue Sword Sect was hit hard, it did not see it rush back to Huashan Protector Sect, which is very puzzling. The disciple secretly thought that something must have happened to the Huashan faction, and that Yue Buqun might have secretly separated from the Huashan faction, so he ignored the affairs of Huashan. The disciple met with Yue Buqun yesterday on the Xianxia Ancient Road, and Yue Buqun was very shrewd, and he could see through the disciple's intention at a glance. However, judging by his words and deeds, it is expected that he just wants to ask Lin Zhongxiong of the Fuwei Dart Bureau for martial arts, and has no other intentions. It's just that the doorkeeper of the Fuwei Dart Bureau was very rude, and Yue Buqun stepped out two footprints in front of the door of the Dart Game as a warning. ”
Zen Master Mingxin nodded and said, "How about the martial arts swordsmanship that Yue is good at?" He Sanqi said: "The swordsmanship is good, he has obtained the essence of the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction, and the qigong is slightly stronger than the disciple, so he is worthy of being the chief disciple of the Huashan faction qi sect, and he is also the strength of a first-class low-grade grandmaster." It's just that he can step out on the green bricks, and he needs first-class internal strength to step out, but it makes the disciple a little strange? Could it be that there is a reason why the disciple doesn't know about this?"
After hearing this, Zen Master Mingxin couldn't help but sigh: "It should be the "Zixia Gong" of the Huashan School." This Yue Tan is no more than thirty times, he is a first-class and low-grade grandmaster, and ten years later, I am afraid that he will be a first-class and top-grade grandmaster, and there is a possibility of becoming a peerless master. This Huashan feng shui is so good, there have been geniuses in all dynasties. Eighty years ago, there were Yue Su and Cai Zifeng, fifty years ago there was Yue Wei, twenty years ago there was Feng Qingyang and Duan Qingxuan, and now there is another Yue Buqun. It seems that this Huashan faction has also inherited the legacy of the Quanzhen Sect, and it has been declining and continuous. ”
He Sanqi said with a smile: "No matter how powerful Huashan is, it can't compare to my Shaolin faction, my Shaolin faction has disciples all over the world, and there are dozens of branches. Regardless of the north and south of Shaolin, they can dominate the martial arts. Moreover, each generation of abbots in Shaolin in the north and south is at least a first-class master and master. Master, you are a peerless master of our time, and it is extremely difficult to find an opponent in the world. Master, why do you care about the Huashan faction that is on the verge of extinction. ”