"Abbot Qiqi, there are Wudang disciples outside the door asking to see you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" a novice walked into the Daxiong Treasure Hall and said to Master Buyue.

"Yes, please. Master Buyue opened his eyes and replied.

A young Wudang disciple walked in outside the door and respectfully handed a letter to him.

Master Buyue took the envelope, opened the letter and saw that it was the handwriting of the dustless Taoist, writing some of the 60th birthday of the day has been more than a year ago, and he misses Master Buyue very much, and hopes that Master Buyue can come to Wudang again to discuss the true meaning of martial arts.

Remembering that he hadn't seen his old friend for more than a year, and it happened that some time ago there was news in the rivers and lakes that the dustless Taoist chief was sick and went into hiding, so Master Buyue cleaned up, took two personal novices, and set off for Wudang on the second day.

After Master Buyue left, the Shaolin Temple returned to its former calm, and various matters in the temple were in order under the auspices of another non-senior monk.

Time passed day by day, and unconsciously, it had been more than half a month since Master Buyue left the temple, and according to Master Buyue's previous arrangement, he should have returned to the courtyard at this time. With doubts, the temple sent another disciple to Wudang to inquire.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the disciple returned to the temple to report that Master Buyue had left Wudang a long time ago.

At this time, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter, and the whole temple panicked, could such a big living person disappear out of thin air? And this person is not an ordinary person, but a martial arts master Buyue.

The senior monk who presided over the work immediately made a decision, and immediately sent someone down the mountain to find the master who was not greedy, and now at this critical moment, he could only ask the master to come back to preside over the matter.

In this way, after a few more days, Master Bu Greed hurried back to Shaolin Temple when he heard the words.

After listening to the narration of the relevant personnel, Master Bu Feng frowned and asked, "Has anything unusual happened in the temple during this time?"

The monks touched the top of their heads, and for a while they couldn't remember what was unusual.

However, one of the young novices spoke: "A few months ago, a woman came to the mountain gate and dragged a dying man to ask the head for help, and in the end the head only woke him up, but did not agree to the woman's request to teach the man the Yi Jin Sutra. Do you think they have held the head hostage with hatred?"

"Where are these two now?" asked Master Bugreed.

"Speaking of this, I also remembered, at first they said that they were looking for Uncle Bu Uncle. Another monk said.

"They now live in that abandoned house halfway up the mountain. The little novice replied.

With doubts in his heart, Master Bu immediately got up and headed for the halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the Shaomuro Mountain, after a period of cultivation of the Nameless Mind Method, a pot of drinking miraculously stood up and resumed normal activities.

For this reason, Yu Muyan was overjoyed, and burned incense many times to worship the Buddha and thank God.

In fact, I knew in my heart that the mysterious voice that day should be Master Buyue of Shaolin Temple, and it must be his bodhisattva's heart, seeing that he was too pitiful, so he secretly taught himself the Yijin Sutra, so his heart was full of admiration for Master Buyue.

But since the other party secretly taught him martial arts, he didn't want to rush to the door to thank him, after all, he violated the rules of the ancestors of Shaolin Temple. Therefore, I can only keep in mind the kindness of Master Buyue, and find an opportunity to repay it in the future.

However, although his hands and feet recovered their flexibility after drinking a pot, there was still no trace of his internal force, and no matter how many times he practiced this set of mental methods, he still could not recover his former internal strength.

However, it is already thankful that he can restore his meridians and drink a pot, and he no longer insists on internal strength. In this way, you can completely stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and spend the rest of your life here with Yu Muyan peacefully.

Every time they think of this, the two of them will show a smile of relief.

But today, a visit by one person shattered the tranquility of the past.

Master Bu Greed came to the halfway point of the mountain, recognized the two of them at a glance, laughed and pulled up a pot to get drunk, and finally was stopped by Yu Muyan, saying that he had just recovered from a serious illness and could not drink.

is not greedy, the master is not reluctant, and he roughly said a thing or two about his intentions.

After drinking a pot and listening to it, he sighed and described the experience of himself and Yu Muyan being chased and killed by Yang Mingjing.

Master Bu Greed immediately realized the seriousness of the situation, and it seemed that Master Buyue's disappearance was intentional by Wu Dang. Wudang has a huge power, and it may not be appropriate to rush to ask for the guilt.

At this time, a pot of wine gave a suggestion: Dragon Pavilion!

The master of non-greed suddenly realized and applauded. When he traveled in the rivers and lakes in the past, he had also frequently heard about the glorious deeds of the Dragon Pavilion Divine Catchers, and if this matter was investigated through the Dragon Pavilion today, it would be very appropriate. At that time, the Dragon Pavilion will be in the light, and he will be in the dark, and with a two-pronged approach, he will definitely be able to investigate everything to the ground.

Thinking of Master Buyue's kindness to him, he decided to go to Zhongzhou with Master Buyue, hoping to help him.

In this way, the next day, I drank a pot and said goodbye to Yu Muyan at the door.

"Big brother, it's very dangerous to go this time, and now that you have lost all your skills, you must be more careful. Yu Muyan took a pot of hands with concern and said.

Drinking a pot and gently patting the back of Yu Muyan's hand, he said with a smile: "Master Buyue is kind to me, I must go this time." Don't worry, with the master of not being greedy by my side, plus the help of the Dragon Imperial God Catcher, I think that even if Yang Mingjing has the ability to reach the sky, he should not be able to help me. ”

"Well, I'll be here all the way to your return, remember, your life is not yours alone, you are what I worked so hard to save, don't squander it. Also, you are not allowed to drink alcohol. Saying that, Yu Muyan secretly glanced at Master Bu Greed.

Master Bu Greed laughed and said, "What a housekeeper's daughter-in-law! You tell Brother Yu that such a lover of wine does not drink, it is better to kill him with a knife." ”

Swallow a pot and shake his head and smiled: "Don't be greedy, the master is joking, I am now in such a body, I will definitely not dare to drink, rest assured." ”

No matter how difficult it is, there will be a moment of parting, and finally, I took a pot and carried my bags, waved goodbye to Yu Muyan, and turned around to go down the mountain with Master Bu Greed.

At the door of the thatched house, Yu Muyan stood alone, watching the two leave, refusing to turn around for a long time, and finally, until their figures disappeared into the woods, she sighed, reached out to close the door, and returned to the house.

Big brother, you must come back, I will wait for you here all the time.

On the way down the mountain, the master who is not greedy and drinks a pot chatting.

"You kid seems to be very familiar with the Dragon Imperial Pavilion, haven't you been there before?" asked Master Bu Greed with a smile.

"Dragon Imperial Pavilion, that's the Holy Land of Catching Realms, how can I have that blessing. I've only been in Tianzhao Academy for a while. Forget it, I don't want to mention the past, I think it's better for me to dress up in disguise when I go back with you, so that some people I don't have the face to see again will recognize me. He sighed after a pot.

"Hehe, it's okay, in this way, you can pretend to be a little monk, just like me, a Hun monk who eats wine and drinks meat. The master laughed and took out his razor, ready to help him drink a pot of shaving and become a monk.

Hurriedly dodged a pot and shook his hand and said, "Don't, I'm a monk, it is estimated that Mu Yan will kill me directly, so you can spare me." ”

Master Bu Greed smiled and said, "You are really a wretched person who is afraid of his wife." ”

After speaking, he took out a human skin mask from his bosom and threw it to a pot.

"Yo, it turns out that the master has been ready for a long time, this mask, even the bald head has been made, it seems to be painstaking. Drinking a pot of fiddling with the human skin mask in his hand, he smiled.

"Less poor, hurry up and bring it, it can be more natural after wearing it for a long time. Master Bu Greed urged.

In this way, two monks, one big and one small, ate wine and drank meat along the way, and headed for Zhongzhou.