Looking at the two people who were gradually arguing with their faces turning red, Luo Qing thought for a moment before interjecting: "Dad, Master Xingzhong, I have a deal with Shaolin, do you want to consider it?"
Dad and everyone in the group were stunned and turned to stare at him.
The crowd went directly from a state of debate to a state of solemnity and solemnity: "Amitabha, Lord Luo, please speak."
Dad glanced at the guy with some speechlessness, turned around, grabbed Chen Long, and walked to the dining table, muttering not knowing what he was talking about.
The group of people looked there once or twice, and turned back frequently, as if they were afraid that Chen Long would run away, but they did not dare to pursue him because of the big evil spirit in front of them.
Luo Qing smiled, ignoring the anxiety of the crowd, and asked gently: "Master, I won't talk nonsense. I have a martial arts inheritance from the age of gods and demons, and I want to exchange inheritance with Shaolin."
The crowd paused and turned their heads to stare at Luo Qing. They immediately forgot about Chen Long and said with some excitement: "The age of gods and demons? Really? To what extent?"
Although Shaolin is not the only one practicing martial arts in Blue Star, these martial arts are indeed discovered by future generations on their own. Without him, if martial arts wants to break through to legend, it requires martial arts heart + absolute talent.
These two points have already wiped out most people. After all, the lifespan of martial arts is not as exaggerated as that of magic. If you cannot reach the realm of a martial artist, that is, a magister, before your body ages, then the lifespan of a warrior will not be increased much at all.
At most, the human race's limit is 150 years old. In addition, martial arts requires strong energy and blood power, but the energy declines with old age, which is much more difficult than magic.
Starting from the Archmage, the lifespan of a mage's body will be nourished by magic power, gradually surpassing the limits of the human race, and starting to move towards immortality. The average lifespan of an Archmage can reach more than 200 years, and the maximum lifespan is close to 300 years. age.
All this shows that the world favors mages, and it is also the reason why the inheritance of mages is more preserved than the inheritance of martial arts.
Martial arts is too difficult. A mage without talent can become an apprentice, or even a formal one. But without talent in martial arts, it is really a three-legged cat kung fu for a lifetime, even an apprenticeship is difficult.
Of course, those who have the conditions to take drugs are another matter. After all, with Luo Qing's current alchemy level, it is not difficult to change a person's qualifications.
Luo Qing thought for a while and replied: "Martial master, no matter how high you are."
The eyes of the crowd brightened, and the whole old face became excited. He even ignored Luo Qing's identity as an evil spirit, grabbed Luo Qing's hand, and said excitedly: "Amitabha, benefactor of great kindness, the door of Shaolin Temple will always be open to you, When will it be exchanged?"
Luo Qing struggled twice unconsciously, but he didn't break free. Looking at the bursts of golden light emitting from the old monk's body, he reluctantly used the power of the evil spirit.
His hand became blurred, and he took out his pinched white hand, his tone still easy-going: "Don't worry about this, I will go to Shaolin in a few days, I remember you have a crystal-shaped magic item, it seems very good look like."
The crowd paused, the enthusiasm on their faces subsided a little, and they said with some embarrassment: "That is Shaolin's treasure [Ananda Rosary]. It was made with great difficulty by our ancestors and is not given to outsiders."
Luo Qing smiled and said: "I have a potion here called Life Potion, which can increase a person's life span by fifty years. I think Master may need it?"
The group looked embarrassed for a moment, but shook their heads: "You know, Shaolin will not exchange the achievements of its ancestors for its own future, needless to say the donor."
Luo Qing stretched out two fingers and said with a smile: "Two bottles."
"Amitabha, the origin, destiny, and destiny are all over. Flowers bloom and fall. Flowers return to the dust. The Buddha teaches the law of destiny. This thing is indeed destined to the donor. It is not easy for a poor monk to stop it." The faces of the monks showed a solemn appearance and they said in a solemn tone. .
"I just like to cooperate with an eminent monk like you." Luo Qing smiled: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
The faces of the attendees also showed kind smiles: "Shaolin is waiting for your arrival."
As he said that, he glanced at the uncle and nephew who were mumbling over there and hesitated.
In his eyes, Chen Long really has a high talent for martial arts. It would be a pity not to take this good young man to learn martial arts.
But he also knew that his father would not let Chen Long enter Shaolin, which was difficult to do.
Luo Qing noticed his expression, smiled and said, "Uncle Long will not become a monk with you."
The crowd nodded: "I know, it's just such a good talent."
"I think you and dad have a pretty good relationship. Why do you insist on accepting a disciple? If I have the chance, I will also give my martial arts skills to Uncle Long." Luo Qing said when he saw Xiaoyu coming out with a yawn. He walked over with a smile.
Only one sentence was left: "Master, you have to know that I don't care much about your so-called Anan rosary and Shaolin secrets."
The crowd was stunned, and there was a trace of confusion on the old face. He looked at the young man's back thoughtfully.
No. Do you care? Then why. That is a very important inheritance.
He looked at the scene in front of him, which was like a happy family. The middle-aged and stubborn old man who bowed his head after being lectured, the well-behaved fat apprentice and the pair of young girls were a little stunned.
The law should not be passed on lightly. In fact, apart from the interests of the sect, the fear is that it will be passed on to people with evil intentions, which will eventually cause disaster.
But at this time, everyone thought about the recent outbreaks of monsters that have become more and more frequent. Just yesterday, monsters appeared in Fengdu, Desert, and Monkey Valley.
"It's impossible for Chen Long to go to Shaolin with you. You should give up on this idea." The father's voice came, pulling everyone's thoughts back.
He looked at his father's awkward expression and smiled. He walked closer quickly and said with a smile: "The poor monk said that children have their own way to go, and elders cannot decide other people's lives based on their own preferences. Hahaha, you’re obsessed with your appearance.”
"Oops~" Dad's face became angry, and he was immediately ready to fight this shameless monk.
But the crowd completely ignored their father's anger. They looked at Chen Long and took out an ancient book from his arms with a solemn look on his face and said: "Xian Nephew Chen Long, this is the Yi Jin Jing. You should learn it first. As long as My nephew wants to join me at any time in Shaolin."
"Um, sorry Master, I."
Snapped! Ouch~
Before Chen Long could refuse, he was interrupted by his father's two-finger meditation. He snatched the books from the hands of the practitioners and ordered: "Chen Long, why don't you thank the masters of the practitioners?"
Chen Long covered his forehead, a little confused: "But dad, I don't want to be."
Snapped! Ouch~
"No one asked you to be a monk. This is a gift he gave to you as a junior. Just keep it." The father said and stuffed the book into Chen Long's arms, not giving him a chance to refuse.
Although I don’t know why this stingy and shameless monk suddenly became generous, it does not prevent Dad from thinking that this is a good thing.
"Um, thank you, Master Xingzhong." Chen Long covered his head and was a little confused. Does he no longer need to be a monk?
"Old monk, since I have given you the Yi Jin Jing, don't hide any of the seventy-two special skills. To learn martial arts, you need to practice both internally and externally." The father kindly poured a pot of tea for the practitioners, without the slightest trace of what had just happened. There is also an angry look.
The crowd's lips twitched slightly, and they said he was shameless. You, Haha, don't give in too much, right?
Just as the crowd was about to say something, Dad placed two pieces of bread next to his tea and added seemingly casually: "Oh, by the way, this is Tru, my apprentice, and this is Xiaoyu, my grandnephew. Girl, as an elder, you can’t just give it to Chen Long, right?”
Xiaoyu and Toru stood up straight and smiled obediently at the crowd.
Public:.
Sure enough, this shouldn't have been started.
After a moment of silence, the crowd smiled with difficulty and said, "Old Haha, do you think I can hide seventy-two books on my body?"
The father smiled and nodded, and said very gently: "Xiaoyu, Tru, Chen Long, thank you Master Xingzhong. Let's go to Shaolin after we finish going to Luode Temple. He has already agreed."
Xiaoyu bowed decisively: "Thank you, Master."
Tru and Chen Long were a little embarrassed, always feeling like they were trying to trick others.
But under the eyes of his father, he still bowed shyly: "Thank you, all the masters."
Practitioners: If you give something, it’s a master; if you don’t, it’s an old monk.
The smile on his face disappeared, and he said with gritted teeth: "Old Haha, you are so shameless."
"Excellent qualities must be learned. Dad suddenly saw a lot of shining points in you." Dad took a sip of tea happily and praised with a smile.
The group took a deep breath and barely maintained their dignity. They stood up and made a slight Buddhist salute to Luo Qing, then turned around and walked back to their small wooden boats. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but start a quarrel again. .
The father took a sip of tea in a good mood and said slowly: "One more thing, Chen Long has the foundation, but lacks the energy to learn martial arts. You should prepare some big and small Huan Dan."
The crowd paused, and then walked faster and faster. He shouldn't have spoken like this. If he had known, he would have left the Yi Jin Jing and run away. Now he would have suffered a huge loss.
"And one more thing"
boom!
The moment the father's words appeared again, golden light erupted from the crowd. They grabbed the boat with one hand and walked directly on the water. In almost the blink of an eye, they could only see a piece of golden light moving away rapidly.
Dad paused for a moment, but he was still not satisfied. He thought for a while, then picked up a sandwich with some satisfaction and took a bite.
"Oops~ Why is the sandwich made with ham, but Dad's edamame sandwich?" Dad said dissatisfied.
A soldier standing upright in the distance was pulled out of the shock by his father's voice. He responded decisively, turned around and ran towards the cabin.
No wonder all orders from above are obeyed by these people, it turns out.
"Uh, dad, does this count as robbery?" Xiaoyu asked Luo Qing in a low voice, seeing her dad's contentment.
"It doesn't count." Luo Qing shook his head gently, recalling something.
That Anan rosary should be the gem that the three men of the demon dragon grabbed when they came out. It has the function of turning into a cannon and a hammer.
This thing actually looks pretty powerful, but from Luo Qing's current perspective, it's not that good.
The reason why Luo Qing wanted this thing was simple.
That thing seemed to be the product of alchemy. It was most likely not made by the monk named Anan, but more like something left by the goblins.
In the ancient times of this world, there were many tribes and planes everywhere. It was a very glorious world.
And the goblin can leave Blue Star and almost become the final winner, and its alchemy level at that time will definitely not be bad.
Maybe it could make up for his lack of knowledge in alchemy.
"Isn't this considered robbery?" Xiaoyu was shocked: "It's obvious that the monk is very unwilling."
Luo Qing smiled and responded: "If he doesn't want to, he can refuse."
"It's really complicated." Xiaoyu commented, but she quickly asked enthusiastically: "Does Shaolin really have the Tathagata's Palm? Can I learn it?"
Luo Qing:.
The cruise ship traveled all the way, and the simple waterway from Fengdu to Huashan was not possible, so when the waterway was completed, the journey was almost over.
Dad stood on the shore and murmured with emotion: "It's almost done."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, opened a green portal in the eyes of others who didn't understand, and walked inside: "Follow me."
Luo Qing and Chen Long looked at each other and followed their father inside.
The scene in front of them changed rapidly. When it stabilized, a scene of beautiful mountains and clear waters and fairy spirit came into view. Directly in front of them was a vermilion door. It seemed to have a long history, and one could feel the weight from above. At the same time, it doesn’t feel corrupt.
Behind them was a very long staircase, with a looming mist blocking part of the line of sight, making the staircase look endless and shocking.
Dad frowned, a trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes, and the powerful aura on his body slowly emerged, covering the entire Huashan.
In an instant, the vermilion door opened, and powerful auras burst out from Lode Temple, approaching quickly.
"Old Haha, you are finally here. Luode Temple is really in full bloom."
An old voice sounded, and a fat man with white eyebrows and a bald head, wearing a yellow and red robe, flew through the air.
Next to him, a tall and thin old man wearing a white robe and a white hat followed closely with a kind face. He was no weaker than the senior mage in front of him. It was obvious that this was the holy master of Lode Temple.
Dad glanced at the holy master indifferently and said somewhat coldly: "Let's visit. After the visit, dad will leave."
As he said this, he took Xiaoyu's hand and walked slowly inside without waiting for the abbot and the holy master to greet him.
The abbot paused, and his smiling face froze slightly for a moment, but he quickly recovered and quickly followed his father's footsteps, saying in a low voice:
"Old Haha, I investigated and found out that the prophecy came from the previous Holy Master and has nothing to do with the current Holy Master. It was only when someone came across the prophecy while flipping through the book that they regarded it as the work of the current Holy Master."
Dad ignored it and walked silently with Xiaoyu who was a little silent.
Buzz~
At this time, a powerful aura of justice burst out, and the father and the abbot paused and turned to look.
The entire Lode Temple seemed to be shrouded in righteousness, and a young man in black was blocking the door, seeming to want to keep him out.
Luo Qing noticed his father's eyes and smiled gently.
A trace of dark clouds began to gather in the sky, turning the already dark dusk completely into night.
Luo Qing ignored the surprise and fear of the holy master and abbot, and slowly forced his foot into the gate of Luode Temple.
Roar~
A roar like an evil spirit coming from the abyss suddenly exploded, and pairs of scarlet eyes loomed behind Luo Qing, which directly defeated the protective magic of Luode Temple, causing the righteousness that shrouded the entire temple to collapse.
Luo Qing came to his father's side gently and smiled apologetically at the abbot and the holy master: "Sorry, I couldn't hold on for a while. If necessary, I can help you arrange protective magic again."
After the words fell, the scene was a little awkward for a while.
The surrounding monks rushed over from various places and looked at Luo Qing with fearful eyes. The evil spirit's aura just now made them feel uneasy.
"Haha, heroes come from young. Good or evil in power has never been the basis for judging good or bad. It was our negligence." The abbot laughed dryly, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.
Dad still didn't speak. He just looked calm and walked deeper into Lode Temple again.
When the rumor spread to the whole temple and no one stopped it, it was enough to explain a lot.
If you don’t have that kind of intention, why not speak out to stop the rumors? Why do you say come here and awaken when you go out to look for Saints?
Dad will never underestimate the greed of the human race. This greed can make the human race superior to all races, and can also allow the human race to fight the entire Blue Star alone. That is the power of the Saint Seiya.
Whether it's Lope's awakening or someone coveting the power of the Saint.
This is something my father can't bear, because the current Saint Seiya blood holder is Xiaoyu.
The fact that he could hold back from falling out was because of their decades of friendship.
Otherwise, why would he go to Fengdu first? And then waste a whole day on a boat ride?
If you came this time and saw a damaged Lode Temple and the Holy Master being liquidated, then everything would be easy to say, but
The abbot looked at his father's back with some embarrassment, sighed and followed, explaining something in a low voice.
Chen Long and Tru followed silently, not to disturb their father's judgment.
Luo Qing walked at the end, looked at the Holy Master who was about to chase the abbot, smiled and said: "Holy Master, let's talk?"
The Holy Master turned his head, fear flashed in his eyes, but there was a gentle smile on his face: "Of course, I know what you want to talk about, and I will tell you everything."
Luo Qing strolled, looking at some of the exquisite pavilions and pavilions in Luode Temple, and said casually: "For example, when did Luode Temple become dirty?"
The Holy Master paused and frowned, but with Luo Qing's ability to directly break through the defense of their base camp, he finally swallowed his anger and asked stiffly: "What do you mean?"
Luo Qing didn't look at him. He followed his father's footsteps neither far nor close. He said gently: "Take back your little thoughts. Dad talks about friendship and morality, but I don't talk about it. What do you dare to do? I I dare to destroy your whole family."
Ahead, Xiaoyu looked around and finally turned to look at Luo Qing, showing that she had no love in her life. It was obvious that she didn't like this place.
"It's possible that even the Saints don't like this place. Isn't it obvious what you're thinking?"
Luo Qing quickened his pace, and when he was about to surpass the Saint Master, he still had a gentle smile on his face: "If you don't believe it, you can try it."
The Holy Master paused, his eyes flickering, with anger, doubt, unwillingness and other emotions intertwined with each other.
Finally, looking at Luo Qing's back, he turned around and left silently.
"Do you know that holy master?" Chen Long turned around and watched the holy master move away, and asked Luo Qing in a low voice, who was walking side by side with him.
"I don't know him, but I can be sure that our journey will go smoothly this time." Luo Qing replied with a smile.
"As long as there is no Holy Master causing trouble, everything will go smoothly, but there is something wrong with dad's mood." Chen Long sighed, thinking that dad might be really old and sentimental all day long, but he is still very powerful in beating people.
Luo Qing did not speak, but silently walked closer, just two positions behind his father and Xiaoyu, because he felt some special fluctuations, if something went wrong.
Dad seemed to feel something and stopped.
"Really, old haha, the previous generation of the Saint Master lineage also wanted to awaken the Saints and lead Lode Temple to glory again. There is no bad intention. I can't cut off the inheritance of my ancestors, let alone now The Holy Master didn’t make any mistakes either, so what’s wrong with you?”
The abbot who was in the process of persuading suddenly saw that there was no one around him. He couldn't help but turn around and ask. He immediately saw his father's somewhat disappointed eyes and his actions of protecting Xiaoyu behind him.
The abbot paused and frowned: "Old Haha, you."
"You have disappointed Dad." Dad calmly said his first words after entering the monastery.
When the abbot opened his mouth to say something, the father continued: "I have no objection to you plotting against Saint Seiya. At most, I think you have forgotten your ancestors. However, Xiaoyu is my father's granddaughter, and you, Zhang Dingyuan, are my father's granddaughter." friend."
The father said for a moment, then turned around and walked out silently: "No, I don't have you as a friend now. The Holy Court raises the evil god, Zhang Dingyuan, you really failed as a human being. This is the shame of the saint warrior."
"Evil God?" The abbot paused, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Old Haha, please tell me clearly, what evil god?"
Dad ignored it. He was already disappointed enough. He had obviously given this few friends many opportunities, but he was disappointed again and again.
Saints are saints of hope. Whenever there is overwhelming despair in the world, the power of saints will be born.
And Lope is an extremely special one among the Saints. His great plan is trying to turn the world into a human race.
Although this may be a shame for the word Saint Seiya to other races, Lope is a human being, and he is also a human being, and Lod Temple is also full of human beings.
Therefore, Dad is sad at the moment. After all, he really doesn't have many friends anymore, they can only be counted on the palm of a hand.
Chen Long and Tru were also a little confused, but they still followed their father outside silently, and suddenly they couldn't understand.
Luo Qing fell at the end again, with a humble expression on his face. Seeing what the abbot wanted to ask, he gently reminded: "Perhaps, the holy master has some ulterior arrangements that have not been discovered, and he should be withdrawing them now. You can go and have a look."
That holy master is a little aware of current affairs, which is good. There is no need to take action. The next thing is their Luode Temple's business and has little to do with him.
The abbot was stunned and turned around. His old face gradually became solemn. He closed his eyes and felt the subtle fluctuations. His body levitated and flew towards the depths of Luode Temple.
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(End of chapter)
