In the two worlds that Song Xing had experienced before, there were legends about the ancestor Chen Tuan, the founder of the Huashan sect, the art of Bigu Bigu, the Sleeping Immortal, the Huashan Mountain that lay high for more than a hundred days, the three chess games to win the Huashan Mountain, etc., which are worthy of mention. A god-like existence.
Before Song Xing came to the world of Tianlong, he even exchanged the Zhixuan chapter secretly passed down by the ancestor Chen Tuan of the world of martial arts.
According to legend, Patriarch Chen Tuan was born in the late Tang Dynasty. He read Confucian and Taoist classics and was rich in knowledge.
After middle age, Chen Tuan devoted his love to the mountains and rivers. He met a hermit at Jiu Shiyan in Wudang Mountain and learned the Taoist inner alchemy technique of Hiding the Dragon in Sleep, which allowed him to prolong his life.
Song Xing was so surprised when the sweeping monk talked about being rescued by Pan Lang and Chen Tuan.
"Did Mr. Xiyi save you?"
The sweeping monk nodded and admitted: "Yes, Pan Lang was dissatisfied with my experience and foresaw that I was in danger, so he went to Huashan in person to find Mr. Xiyi. Mr. Xiyi had had a relationship with his father several times, and he couldn't bear it. He begged hard, so he personally went down to Mount Huashan and rescued me when I was dying and took me to Mount Huashan. Since then, I have faked my death and escaped and settled in Mount Huashan."
Song Xing frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that there was such a link in it.
The sweeping monk continued: "After Mr. Xiyi rescued me, he promised to have a master-disciple relationship with me for ten years and took Pan Lang and I under his sect."
Song Xing said sincerely: "I am so lucky to have Mr. Xiyi teach me. Master."
From this point of view, the Xiaoyao Yufeng Sutra that the sweeping monk learned was passed down by ancestor Chen Tuan, so only the Xiaoyao sect and the sweeping monk know this skill.
The sweeping monk sighed secretly: "It's a pity that we only have ten years of fate. The master taught me and Pan Lang the Xiaoyao Yufeng Sutra, saying that it was the most essential chapter in the Taoist Zhuangzi Xiaoyaoyou, but he did not teach him the most proud chapter. The inner elixir is Zhe Longmian. In his mind, none of us can be considered his true disciples."
Song Xing's expression moved slightly and he asked, "Is Mr. Xiyi still alive?"
Thinking that the sweeping monk had lived for more than 140 years, Song Xing couldn't help but wonder whether Chen Tuan was still alive.
The sweeping monk shook his head and said: "Ten years after Master taught us, our fate was over, and he drifted away without a trace. A hundred years ago, Master, he would have been 130 years old. If he is really still alive, , isn’t he over two hundred and forty years old now?”
Thinking about how anyone could live such a long life, the sweeping monk shook his head and wiped the thoughts from his mind.
Although Qiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, and Huang Shang were listening, they didn't know who Mr. Xiyi and Pan Lang were, but they heard that Mr. Xiyi could teach the sweeping monk casually for ten years and actually made him reach such a state. They were even more worried about this. Yearn for it.
Seeing that everyone was listening attentively, the sweeping monk continued: "After Master left, Pan Lang told me that he must seek justice for me and returned to the world of mortals. And I lived in seclusion in Huashan Mountain, and since then every other Pan Lang would come back to Huashan once every ten years and tell me not to give up, he would soon be able to seek justice for me."
"After forty years like this, he went up to the mountain again and told me that he had established a sect in Tianshan, and would use the sect as the foundation to organize the world and wait for opportunities to cause trouble."
When Qiao Feng and Huang Shang heard this, they looked at each other and guessed that Pan Lang mentioned by the sweeper was Xiaoyaozi who Song Xing had been tracking down.
"At that time, I had already cultivated the skills passed down by my master to the point where there was no further progress. After quiet reflection, I walked down Mount Huashan for the first time in fifty years to experience the world of mortals."
When the sweeping monk mentioned the first time he went to Huashan Mountain, his emotions were a little turbulent. "It took me five years to travel throughout the Central Plains before I discovered that the Song Dynasty was governed in an orderly manner and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. However, my uncle Guangyi had also passed away. It’s been thirty years.”
"At that moment, all the obsessions in my heart disappeared, and I finally understood the purpose of Master teaching me the Xiaoyao Wind Control Sutra. In the following decades, I traveled around the world, and later lived in seclusion in Shaolin, comprehending Buddhist principles, and trying to Integrate it into martial arts and break through the realm that even the master could not break through back then.”
Qiao Feng and Huang Shang made a rough calculation and found that the sweeping monk had been practicing martial arts for a full one hundred and twenty years. No wonder he could achieve such a shocking achievement, knocking Qiao Feng back just by relying on his body-protecting energy.
"Thirty years ago, Pan Lang came to Shaolin Temple again to find me." After hearing that thirty years ago, everyone was refreshed and knew that they were close to the truth of everything.
The bloody eucalyptus at Yanmen Pass, Murong Bo's rebellion against the Song Dynasty, and the internal strife of the Xiaoyao sect, all happened thirty years ago.
In the back mountain of Shaolin, only the voice of the sweeping monk slowly sounded: "He came to me, with an excited expression, and said that after ninety years of planning, he could get justice for me. Now everything is ready, all I need is the east wind, as long as I stand Come out and raise your arms, great things can be accomplished!"
Song Xing could already imagine that Xiaoyaozi had deployed a series of back-up tactics in Tubo, Xixia, Liao and Song Dynasties, and then used Murong Bo to detonate the blood gum at Yanmen Pass. With just one lead, the world could be in chaos.
He had been looking forward to justice for ninety years and was about to get it for his friend. The excitement and joy he felt was so exciting.
He couldn't wait to share this joy with his friends.
See, I promise you justice, and even if it takes ten, fifty, or a hundred years, I will get it for you!
But looking at the chaos that the Xiaoyao Sect has experienced over the past thirty years, Song Xing can already predict what kind of ending Xiaoyaozi would have faced thirty years ago.
When the sweeping monk mentioned thirty years ago, he still felt deeply guilty in his tone: "I looked at his excited face, but told him that I gave up!"
"He was stunned and asked me what I was talking about?"
"In the back mountains of Shaolin, I told him that I had given up my obsession. Now that the world has been in peace for a long time, it doesn't matter who is the emperor. I don't want to go back there again, and I once again advised him to give up this idea. .”
When Qiao Feng and Huang Shang heard this, their eyes showed a trace of regret for Xiaoyaozi.
Anyone who has been striving for an illusory goal for nearly a hundred years, and when he is about to succeed, is told to give up, your efforts are useless and meaningless.
This kind of blow to faith is the most fatal.
The sweeping monk's voice was hollow, as if floating down from nine days away: "That time, it was the first time I saw him angry. He was so angry that he asked me if I was crazy. He said that we had fought hard for the original justice. After a hundred years, why do you suddenly say give up when you are about to succeed!"
"Seeing that I was unmoved, he acted like a man possessed and claimed that if I didn't stand up, he would first slaughter all the Shaolin people, and then go down the mountain to stir up chaos in the world, recreating the situation of the first five Song dynasties, which made me completely regret it!"
Hearing this, Huang Shang couldn't help but ask: "What then?"
He knew that Xiaoyaozi was not dead, but had disappeared for thirty years. What happened to the sweeping monk and Xiaoyaozi during these thirty years?
The sweeping monk looked down at the fallen leaves at his feet and said: "He couldn't help but fight me in the end. However, he has been running around for hundreds of years, while I concentrated on martial arts. The martial arts he was proud of eventually failed to defeat me. .”
"I defeated him and forced him to swear an oath to imprison himself in the back mountains of Shaolin for fifty years. Unless he can beat me in martial arts, he will not be allowed to leave Shaolin for fifty years!"
