Autumn.
Konoha rustled.
Outside the gate of Shaolin Temple, the once prosperous martial arts holy land has disappeared. There are only a few pilgrims and withered leaves everywhere, creating a lonely and desolate scene.
Ever since the "Six Absolute Crazy Guests" arrived at the Shaolin Temple, no one knows what kind of changes have occurred. The Shaolin Temple has been closed to this day and only occasionally receives a few wealthy pilgrims.
A man in white clothes walked up the stairs, stepping on the rustling fallen leaves.
He seemed to have come from a very far away place, with a tired and desolate look on his face. But his whole body was spotless, and the snow-white clothes seemed to have just been taken out from under the iron.
Although he was dressed simply, he was very luxurious.
But these are not his attractive features.
What is attractive is his temperament - an indescribable arrogance.
The Shaolin Temple is closed, and the few pilgrims it receives are either rich or noble.
But these people couldn't help but stay away from the man in white, because no matter who walked with him, they would feel ashamed, as if they were beggars and princes, as if they were clouds and mud.
A sharp-eyed monk who knew the guest had already come up to him. He could naturally see that this man was definitely not a believer who burned incense and worshiped Buddha. He clasped his hands together and bowed: "The young monk has seen Tan Yue, but he doesn't know what Tan Yue did when he came all the way..."
The man in white stood tall with his hands behind his back, and suddenly interrupted him: "Yulian City is in your Shaolin Temple?"
When the monk Zhike heard the words 'Yulian City', he showed respect and said, "Yutan Yue is in the Shaolin Temple."
The man in white smiled, with a compelling arrogance in his smile: "There are only a few people in the world worth finding, and the 'Six Ultimate Crazy Guest' is one of them. I want to see him."
The monk who knew the guest said: "The jade donor is in the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion and sees no outsiders."
In fact, in the past six months, martial arts masters have occasionally come to Yulian City.
What happened in the Shaolin Temple back then was unknown to the outside world. But Bai Xiaosheng was also a man of great influence, so the Shaolin Temple naturally couldn't hide his death. It only told the outside world that he was killed by a sword due to a conflict with the "Six Ultimate Crazy Guests".
In addition, there are rumors in the world that Yu Liancheng killed Yi Chou with a sword and seriously injured Xiao Li with a flying knife. Even though he lived in seclusion in Shaolin Temple for more than half a year, he still has his prestige in the world.
His reputation has not diminished, and naturally there are many masters who want to use him to become famous, but they are all dismissed by the Shaolin Temple.
"I can't see him?" The man in white gave a stern look, and an invisible and sharp energy burst out of his body. The monk couldn't help but take a half step back, his legs trembling.
"Jade Almsgiver has given instructions that he... he will not be seen for the time being..." Zhike Monk was trembling as he spoke. Other monks had noticed this scene and rushed towards the temple gate.
"It's okay if I don't see you... I've walked a long way to see him, so he should also walk a long way to see me." The man in white murmured to himself: "However, if I don't use a skill or two, what will happen to him? Will you come to see me?"
The figure of the man in white floated in vain and landed in front of a big stone next to the temple gate.
His arm suddenly stretched forward, like a cloud dragon probing its claws.
"Tell Yu Liancheng that I will wait for him at the shop at the foot of the mountain."
After saying this, the man in white took a scoop, like a cloud or a crane, and flew down the mountain. His Qinggong was not inferior to that of the eminent monks of the Shaolin generation.
Zhike Monk and a group of Shaolin disciples walked to the big stone, took a closer look, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
There was actually a word carved on this big stone.
——Lu.
The big stone has been beaten by wind and rain, and is harder than refined iron.
Ordinary masters can only leave shallow scratches on it with their swords.
But there was absolutely no weapon in the man's hand before, and the monks could see it clearly.
And looking at the outline of the trace, it looks more like it was drawn with a finger.
How much inner strength does this require?
It's incredible.
…
"Lu?"
In front of the temple gate, Yu Liancheng looked at this square of bluestone and raised his eyebrows.
More than half a year has passed, and his appearance seems to have remained the same as before he entered the temple, and he seems to be a completely different person. There is a look of compassion hidden in his extremely handsome face. The eyes are deep and contain the light of wisdom.
Yu Liancheng stretched out his hand and touched the scratches. They were smooth and flat, as if they had been carved out by magic weapons. But as the monk Zhike said, the man came with bare hands and no weapons.
"The person who can carve words with his fingers must have practiced some kind of strange martial arts, or his internal strength has reached an unprecedented level." Abbot Xinhu stood next to him and frowned slightly: "I don't know when there was such a thing in the world. Such a character, Amitabha.”
"It's not that difficult to insert your fingers into the stone tablet. When you practice the 'Iron Finger Zen Skill' to its peak, you can penetrate the stone tablet at will with your five fingers."
Having said this, Yu Liancheng stretched out his index finger, poked it into the stone, and then shook his head: "But if you want to carve words on the stone tablet, it is not easy."
His index finger traced on the stone, and his robes swelled. When he took his hand back, there was another word "jade" on the stone tablet.
It's just that the word "Jade" is written very "childishly", like a child putting it together stroke by stroke, and the "writing" is very shallow.
The word "LV" is an iron painted silver hook, with dragons and phoenixes dancing, powerful and powerful. Anyone with a little bit of vision can see the difference between the two.
"Even Yutan Yue, you can't do this?" Monk Xinhu was slightly surprised.
Over the past six months, Yulian City and Shaolin Temple are no longer as incompatible as they were at the beginning.
Firstly, Yu Liancheng is extremely smart and rare in the world. Although his research on Buddhism is not as good as that of the six eminent monks of the "heart" generation, his unique insights and witty remarks often benefited several eminent monks a lot.
Secondly, Yu Liancheng not only studied the seventy-two stunts, but also practiced the "mind-taking technique" in "Lianhua Baojian" at the same time, using invisible mental fluctuations to affect the minds and emotions of others. The people in the Shaolin Temple naturally became the subjects of his research.
Under the influence of Ming Ming's spiritual power, their resentment towards Yuliancheng disappeared, and they were secretly grateful to Yuliancheng for going out for them and Bai Xiaosheng.
"I really can't do this." Yu Liancheng nodded, his eyes flashing: "But I already know who that person is, and I know that he has practiced a miraculous skill with his fingers."
"who is it?"
"Fifth in the Weapons Chart, 'Silver Halberd Wenhou' Lu Fengxian."
"Isn't this person's weapon a silver halberd? When did he develop such fingering techniques?"
"Lu Fengxian was arrogant and arrogant. Ranking fifth in the weapon spectrum was a great honor in the eyes of others, but it was a shame in his eyes. So he destroyed his silver halberd, found another way, used his hands as weapons, and practiced even more terrifying stunts."
"Tan Yue knows a lot." Abbot Xinhu looked at him deeply.
"Because my memory is indeed very good, just like I remember that my sister is a traitor."
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, looked down the mountain, and murmured: "Well, after living in seclusion for more than half a year, it's time to go to the world for a while. This kind of hard training is really boring."
