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The bright moon fell, the ice in the courtyard was already three feet frozen, and the cold wind squeaked lightly against the windows. The pearl-white moonlight shines through the ice and folds on the windowsill, reflecting an old and kind face.

The years have carved a sorrow on this face.

If it weren't for those sharp eyes, which still exude the light of the world, who would have thought that this figure living in the darkness would be a chivalrous peerless man who has dominated the rivers and lakes several times?

Wushuang is nearly eighty years old this year. He practiced martial arts at the age of eight, because of his talent, within five years, he practiced a hundred martial arts, and took its essence, created his own exercises, unique, and since then he has been invincible all over the world, known as the peerless teacher.

Five years later, at the age of eighteen, Wushuang's skills have entered an immeasurable level, making the world unreachable. The heads of the nine major sects in the rivers and lakes joined forces to resist, but they couldn't be defeated!

Since then, under the torture of endless emptiness and loneliness, Wushuang has seen through the world, escaped into the empty door, and became a monk in Shaolin Temple, with the law name Tianlong.

It is another three years, Wushuang studied Buddhism in Shaolin Temple, and learned all the martial arts classics in the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion, and at the same time, because of the extremely high attainment of Buddhism, he obtained an unprecedented and unprecedentedly respected status in Shaolin Temple, known as the Tianlong Monk. And the two Dharma Academy and Luohan Hall, which specialize in teaching the martial arts of the world, were handed over to the Tianlong Monk. Since then, the Tianlong monk has been in the Shaolin Temple, teaching martial arts to this day.

The night was deep, and the wind was as cold as a knife.

The Tianlong Monk stood in front of the window, looking at the bright moon that was gradually silent, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The only thing that I can't rest assured of is my peerless martial arts, if it also returns to dust? Wouldn't it be a waste of my life's work?

But looking at the fact that he has accepted hundreds of apprentices in half his life, and in the end, there is no genius who can inherit what he has learned in his life, and when he thinks of this, he can't help but feel endless sadness in his heart.

Before you know it, it's already dawn.

The Celestial Dragon Monk turned around and lifted his bag, and then took a step, walked out of the Dharma Temple, and walked outside the temple.

Outside the temple. Tallinn.

There is a trail in Tallinn, and although it is a path, it is the only shortcut other than the avenue.

The Heavenly Dragon Divine Monk took a step, his qi penetrated his body, and he unfolded the peerless martial arts of this body, and his body suddenly swept up in the air like lightning, heading straight down the mountain.

Suddenly, a white shadow flew out of an unknown place in Tallinn, rising from the ground like a sharp arrow, and the figure of the dragon monk collided together, and then the gray and white shadows flickered up and down, high and low entanglement, only to see the light of the sheng, the fallen leaves in Tallinn flying, the wind swept like a dragon, but it was not clear at all the figures of the two people.

A moment later, there was a sudden bang and a crisp explosion, and the white figure retreated from the air and fell back to the ground, staggering several steps before it stabilized its figure. At this time, looking at this person again, it turned out to be an old monk in a white robe, with a kind face, kind eyes, and an indescribable otherworldliness all over his body.

This old monk is the abbot of Shaolin Temple Tianyun, Tianyun immediately folded his hands in front of his chest, and smiled at the Tianlong monk who fell back to the ground steadily: "Senior brother!"

The Heavenly Dragon Divine Monk immediately bowed in return, "Senior Brother Abbot, are you..."

"Hehe, of course I'm trying my cultivation, it seems that even if I am extremely poor all my life, it is impossible for me to catch up with you when I have a chance!"

"Senior Brother Abbot, you are too humble! Are you here to see me off?"

Tianyun nodded silently, but then asked, "Senior brother, do you really have to go?" Could it be that there are so many disciples in Shaolin Temple, and there is really no one who can inherit what you have learned all your life?"

The Heavenly Dragon Monk sighed softly, nodded helplessly, and said earnestly: "I have studied Buddhism for many years, and I know that the way of martial arts cannot be inherited or forced by people who are not gifted, so I decided to travel all over the world to find a person with amazing bones, accept him as a disciple, and teach him martial arts." ”

"The world is so big, the sea of people is vast, can you really find it?"

"The world is so big, if it is fate, you will definitely be able to find it!"

"Since the junior brother has an obsession, then I will no longer force it, and I hope that the junior brother will go and accept a good apprentice back as soon as possible!"

"Thank you Abbot Senior Brother Ji Yan, farewell!"

Since then, the Tianlong monk left the Shaolin Temple, traveled the world with a long-cherished wish of his life, traveled all over the world, famous mountains and rivers, and began to carefully look for disciples.

However, just as the senior brother Tianyun Abbot said, the rivers and lakes are vast, the world is so big, how difficult is it to find people with extraordinary talents and excellent roots?

Time flies, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and it is three years in the blink of an eye.

In the past three years, the Heavenly Dragon Monk has almost traveled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but he still has found nothing. Seeing that the years were getting older and the gray hair was more abundant, I couldn't help but feel anxious, but the monk never gave up.

On this day, the Tianlong Divine Monk came to the depths of the vast grassland, a remote town called Chenjiagou.

When he walked into the town, it was dusk, the sunset was like blood, and the sunset was like blood.

The beautiful sunset shrouded the quiet village, which looked peaceful, but the strange thing was that it was still early, the streets were empty, all the doors and windows were closed, all the sounds disappeared, and the terrible silence shrouded here like death, which made the Tianlong Monk feel very surprised and uneasy!

He looked around, trying to find a house to knock on the door and see if there was anybody. But at this moment, a short figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village.

The Heavenly Dragon Divine Monk immediately fixed his eyes, and was immediately attracted by this short figure, and even the moment he saw this child clearly, with his cultivation and knowledge, he couldn't help but be shocked.

It was just a boy who was no more than seven or eight years old.

But the boy, who was only seven or eight years old, carried a gray wolf on his back, which was even larger than him, and the wolf was paralyzed, his neck was on the boy's shoulder, and the wolf's head hung down on his chest, as if he was sleeping peacefully.

The Tianlong Divine Monk couldn't help but be stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the child had come to him with the gray wolf on his back, stood up, and then stared at the Tianlong Divine Monk with a pair of big and round eyes full of curiosity, and then asked curiously, "Uncle, I don't seem to have seen you, where are you from?"