Monk Huiqing was not angry. He blinked calmly and stroked his beard, as if thinking about something.
After a while, Monk Huiqing spoke again: "Actually, it might be a good way for the little benefactor to come to my Shaolin to become a monk. Otherwise, given your current situation, I'm afraid you won't survive more than ten days."
"Can't survive ten days? How can I say this?" Deng Fang was shocked and asked in response.
"Hahaha, no one is guilty of harboring a jade! Do you really not know the Bei Tian Sword Technique of Senior Li Yuanfeng?"
Deng Fang was so surprised that there was a loud thunder above his head.
"Why do you think I want the Bei Tian Sword Jue? How can I know the Bei Tian Sword Jue?"
Monk Huiqing squinted his eyes, stared at Deng Fang and asked, "Does the little donor really not know?"
Deng Fang nodded firmly.
"Hey, is it possible that the news leaked from Moon Toad Palace is false? Probably not." Monk Huiqing frowned and lowered his head, thinking deeply.
After a moment, Monk Huiqing raised his head again and asked, "Have you met Senior Li Yuanfeng?"
Deng Fang said yes, and then told Li Yuanfeng that he had met Li Yuanfeng at night, and that Li Yuanfeng had rescued him from Miss Ye.
After hearing this, Monk Huiqing seemed to have a sudden enlightenment and burst into laughter.
Deng Fang was curious and asked why he was laughing.
"Little donor, Senior Li has really helped you a lot!"
"Senior Li is the supreme master of the contemporary martial arts world. He lives in Qiyun Mountain and possesses Bei Tian sword skills that no one can defeat in the world."
"He has only one disciple, who is called Miss Lianzhu in the world. This person is extremely talented and has a very high understanding of martial arts. She has perfected the Beitian Sword Technique more than ten years ago!"
"However, for some unknown reason, Senior Li is still unwilling to teach the last level of Sword Technique to Miss Lianzhu. This is something that everyone in the world knows."
Deng Fang interrupted: "What does that have to do with me?"
Monk Huiqing smiled knowingly: "Half a year ago, there was a rumor in the world that Senior Li was assassinated by Taoist Lihen using Liuyu Marrow Pill. He is in danger and his whereabouts are unknown."
"Miss Lianzhu tried her best to find the whereabouts of his master but found nothing. Recently, news of Senior Li's appearance came out of Yue Toad Palace. This is related to you!"
Deng Fang was surprised: "Me?"
"Haha, yes, don't you want to be famous all over the world? Everyone knows that Senior Li is dying soon, and when he showed up for the last time, he said that he had something important to entrust to you."
"And in the entire Jianghu, except for him, not even Miss Lianzhu has the complete Beitian Sword Technique. What exactly is the matter he wants to entrust to you, others will know as soon as they think about it."
Deng Fang was shocked by Monk Huiqing's words and froze on the spot like a piece of wood.
"But...but Li Yuanfeng didn't give me the Bei Tian Sword Jue!"
Monk Huiqing raised his eyebrows and responded with a hint of sarcasm: "Alas! What you want is to be famous all over the world, not the Bei Tian Jian Jue. He has already helped you!"
"If it goes as expected, the news that Senior Li passed on your Bei Tian Sword Jue before his death will spread throughout the world in nine states within three months. By then, you will be truly famous all over the world!"
Deng Fang took a few deep breaths, her mind went blank, and she murmured to herself: "According to you, those who arrested me before were all here for the Bei Tian Sword Technique?"
Monk Huiqing's eyes sparkled, he clapped his hands suddenly and shouted: "That's right! People all over the world will covet your sword skills. This misunderstanding is huge."
Deng Fang listened to Monk Huiqing's words in his heart, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Although the sun was warm at the moment, the cold sweat on his forehead had already wet his clothes.
"So, from now on, it's not just Miss Ye who wants to harm me, but everyone in the world who wants to get the Bei Tian Sword Art?"
Monk Huiqing nodded in response: "That's about it!"
Deng Fang's eyes darkened and he fainted...
"Oops! Donor, please don't faint. I haven't finished speaking yet."
When Monk Huiqing saw Deng Fang fainting, he hurried up to help him and squeezed him hard for a while, and then he woke up Deng Fang.
As soon as Deng Fang woke up, she stared straight at the sky and ignored Monk Huiqing. There was no life in her eyes, and she looked like she was hopeless.
After a moment, Deng Fang suddenly sat up and shouted to the sky: "Li Yuanfeng, you shameless old thief, I'm going to kill you!"
Seeing this, Monk Huiqing quickly comforted him: "Don't be like this, little benefactor. If you come back to Shaolin with me, I will ensure that nothing happens to you with the status of our temple in the world!"
Deng Fang turned around and looked at him with disdain: "After talking for a long time, it turns out that you still want me to become a monk."
Monk Huiqing covered his mouth and snickered: "Oh...hey, this, without being ordained and ordained, becoming a lay disciple is a good destination."
"Can I practice the martial arts of Shaolin Temple as a lay disciple?"
This question stunned Monk Huiqing.
"This...rudimentary martial arts is still acceptable."
Deng Fang remained silent after hearing this, lowering his head and thinking that what Monk Huiqing said made sense.
At this moment, he is the target of public criticism. If he falls into the hands of others, his life will be in danger. It is better to go to Shaolin first to keep him safe for a while.
Seeing that Deng Fang was a little moved, Monk Huiqing immediately took advantage of the opportunity and persuaded her in his ear.
"Going to Shaolin will not only protect your life, but also ask the abbot of our temple to announce to the world that you have no sword skills on your body, and restore your innocence. Isn't this a good thing in pairs?"
When Deng Fang heard this, he immediately became interested and nodded in agreement: "In that case, I will go to the Shaolin Temple with you."
"Haha, good, good!" With that, Monk Huiqing put the Diamond Sutra away.
Later, Monk Huiqing said to Deng Fang confidently.
"This place is southeast of Suizhou. If you and I travel quickly, we will be able to leave Suizhou in less than half a month. The Shaolin Temple is in the hinterland of Zhongzhou. I estimate that if we go all out, we can arrive in about three months!"
Then, a look of pride appeared on Monk Huiqing's face and he added.
"And along the way, there will definitely be many desperadoes coming to harass me for the Bei Tian Sword Art. Let me be a bodyguard for my little benefactor!"
When Deng Fang heard what Monk Huiqing said, he felt a lot more at ease. After all, he had easily saved himself before. It seemed that with his good martial arts skills, he would be able to live in peace along the way.
Now that he had a place to go, most of the worries in Deng Fang's heart were relieved, and he lay down on the ground.
There were luxuriant flowers and grass among the mountains and forests. Deng Fang looked sideways at the young grass above and suddenly felt hungry.
Yes, Scarface vomited everything he ate before, and after running around for so long, his stomach was already deflated.
"Master, how long do we have to walk before we can enter the city?"
Monk Huiqing stood up and looked around, already having a result in his mind.
I saw him pointing to the mountain road aside: "Let's go in this direction and we can enter the city in less than three days!"
Deng Fang looked in the direction pointed and said with a wry smile: "Oh! You were so confused that you were forced to go to Shaolin..."
