The November day seems to be not clear, and it is always dark and hazy.

It finally fell in Shaoshi Mountain.

Huo Yuanzhen stood on the bell tower and slowly pushed the wood to hit the wood. The melodious bell sound seemed to be spreading further in the snow.

After ringing the bell, he slowly got off the bell tower, and Yichen stood below.

"Mysteriously left?"

"Yes, senior brother of the abbot, he learned about our identities and refused to stay. He left last night."

"Well, just leave. I didn't have much hope for this."

Yichen followed Huo Yuanzhen and asked with some confusion: "Junior brother is a little confused. How do you want to get the masterpiece into the master? Our Shaolin disciples have made rapid progress in martial arts. Brother Yijing has already broken through to the middle stage of the acquired world. The third generation of disciples have several more qualified and have reached the late stage of the acquired world. After this winter has passed, I believe that at least half of the people in the third generation of Shaolin can reach the middle stage of the acquired world. Huiwu and Huijian may even enter the innate world. Why do you have to take in the Mymita true person?"

Huo Yuanzhen walked slowly, stepping on the snow and making a slight sound: "It's not that I, Shaolin, lacking his combat power, but that I want to show others that Buddhism is vast and has a fate. Even if he was our enemy before, even if he was a Taoist priest before, he could enter my Buddhism. In this way, people in the world will definitely have a higher evaluation of Shaolin. They will not be willing to be mortal enemies with Shaolin, and will be much more convenient for their actions in the future."

"So that's it, my junior brother has received the teachings."

Yichen nodded, and then he realized Huo Yuan's true intentions.

"By the way, when I left a letter, I left behind, please read it."

After saying that, Yichen took out a letter in his arms, which was actually a page of paper folded together.

Huo Yuanzhen turned out to be a letter, and asked while opening the question: "What did he say when he left?"

"I didn't say much, I just said that he was a Taoist disciple. I couldn't stay in Shaolin. He was unconscious for several days because of the destruction of the Taoist temple. When he woke up, he felt a little weak, but he only stayed for less than half a day before leaving. I didn't see it when he left. Zhi saw the letter in the room, but the junior brother read it, but he didn't understand what he was writing."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded and opened the letter.

The handwriting is vigorous. The iron drawing of silver hook is penetrated through the back of the paper. A paragraph is written on it.

"I am in Shandong, and I have ten brothers from my family. I have been born in Huafa and returned to Xicheng. I have meditated on my own mistakes and have no intention of quarrels, even if I beg for food along the street. There is no hope of peace, tears are covered with scarves, and the coldness of winter is bleak, and the religion cannot be judged. My homeland is difficult to move, and the fire covers the real gold and rubble."

This is a poem. It looks a bit sad, like a parting poem written by a person who is discouraged.

Huo Yuanzhen took the letter and looked up and down. After reading it for a long time, he still couldn't see any clues.

He said a little frustratedly: "This mysterious real person. Either don't leave, and you can tell the words clearly if you want to leave. If you write such a song, don't know what it means?"

Yichen tentatively said, "Maybe he was in a bad mood, he wrote the essay. Look at that sentence, it was bleak and slashing in the heavy snow. Isn't it snowing today? There is also the sentence, "I had a long time to give birth to Huafa and return to Xicheng. Maybe he felt that he was old and his hair was white, so he went home."

Huo Yuanzhen glanced at Yichen: "What else do you have?"

"There are also these things. Thinking about one's own mistakes and not being interested in disputes means that he feels that he was wrong before, so he wants to quit the world. Even if he begged for food along the street, it means that he would rather beg for food than leave the world again."

"Then there is no hope for Anbang, and what about tears that are covered with scarves?"

"This may be because he had aspirations before, but now he can't realize it, so he's sad and crying."

"Then, I am in Shandong and I have ten brothers in my family."

"This, maybe his home is in Shandong Province and he has ten brothers."

Yichen explained that he was sweating a little because he found that he couldn't explain it.

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head, "Your explanations are far-fetched, and the Mysterious True Man will definitely not have such a simple meaning. He seems to want to tell us something, but we did not find the key."

"So we should find it back and ask clearly?"

"No need. Since he wants to leave, let him leave. Moreover, he has not said many things clearly. There must be difficulties. We force him to say it hard, and I'm afraid we can't ask anything."

Huo Yuanzhen took this letter and returned to his room. He studied it for a long time without any results. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like he was scratching, so he simply walked out and looked for Shaolin people to read the letter one by one, but no one could tell what the letter meant.

Finally, Huo Yuanzhen found Wuming.

After Huo Yuanzhen's nagging, Wuming had to read the letter. After reading it, Wuming pondered for a while and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "This letter is quite mysterious. Although I can know a little bit, it is only a little bit, but it is still deeply trapped in it and has a unclear thoughts. You should look for someone else."

"I've looked for all the others. Elder, what did you see?"

The nameless general returned the letter to Huo Yuanzhen, then picked up the broom to sweep the snow, swept a few times, and said, "This mysterious true man is also a good person. At least his heart is not bad. From his perspective, he is not wrong with your previous fights."

After saying that, Wuming went away while sweeping the snow, refusing to talk to Huo Yuanzhen again.

Although Wuming said this, Huo Yuanzhen still had no idea and had to walk away in a depressed manner.

Since he couldn't see the clues, Huo Yuanzhen simply stopped thinking about him, but went back to continue practicing the boy's skills.

After spending a month in the valley and practicing, the boy's skills have made great progress. At present, not only has the middle stage of acquired life been completely stable, but also has diligence. Because of the concentration of cultivation, the diligence is not small. Huo Yuanzhen estimated that if this continues, he may enter the late stage of acquired life within two years. If he practices in the Luohan Hall, he may enter the late stage within one year.

Among the three tasks in the system, the most difficult one is Boy's Kung Fu. The other two have traces to follow. As long as your martial arts are high enough, you can cultivate as many outstanding disciples as possible, and promote good Buddhist teachings, then with the assistance of the system, it is not particularly difficult for Shaolin to become the number one in the world. There is even more hope for becoming the leader of the martial arts world. However, this Boy's Kung Fu requires a step-by-step approach, without any loopholes, and there may be no cheating.

I stayed indoors for three consecutive days and did not leave until the fourth day of November when I left indoors and went out for a walk.

After he came out, Yichen came over to inform him that the Qiyun Pagoda of Baima Temple in Luoyang would be consecrated on the winter solstice, and invited fellow Buddhists and Taoists to visit the ceremony. At that time, fellow Buddhists in the capital, Daxiangguo Temple, Wutai Mountain Wenshu Temple, Hangzhou Lingyin Temple, Suzhou Hanshan Temple and other Buddhists will send people to visit the ceremony, and Shaolin Temple also received the invitation.

Huo Yuanzhen nodded and took the invitation. It was sent by Monk Daoming, the abbot of Baima Temple.

Putting the invitation aside, Huo Yuanzhen said: "White Horse Temple is in Luoyang, not far from us, so we should go there now, and the winter solstice is even the day of sacrifice, so it is just right to consecrate."

Yichen nodded: "Yes, but the abbot, although it is now in the cold winter and the threat of war is gone, there is an undercurrent in the world, and many people are not very at ease. You should be careful when you go out."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled: "It's okay. Now there are not many people in Henan martial arts world that can be called a threat. The Heavenly Dao Alliance will not be able to relieve it for a while. Others want to harm me, but they are afraid that they are not capable enough."

Huo Yuanzhen thought it was right. Except for the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Monks and Dao Niangs, no one wants to deal with him now, but the Heavenly Dao Alliance is in a weak position and should not be a threat to him. After two lessons, monks and Dao Niangs will probably restrain themselves a lot.

Seeing that the abbot's chest was confident, Yichen felt at ease.

The abbot is the pillar of Shaolin. Although he is not old, he is the best choice for both Buddhism and martial arts. No one in Shaolin can do it, but he can't do it.

"That abbot, the junior brother can accompany you."

"Okay, you're calm after all."

The two chatted casually for a few words, and Yichen said again: "I wonder if the abbot has ever realized the mysterious true faith."

"It's ashamed to say that I have never realized it."

"I think the abbot doesn't have to worry about this. I have heard of some of his things before. Before he became a monk, he liked to pretend to be a god and a ghost, pretend to be mysterious, and he doesn't speak directly, and he always beat around the bush."

"When did he enter the Taoist sect?"

"It's been about twenty years. He is about the same age as me, so I know a little."

Huo Yuan really thought for a while: "Do you know where he was before he became a monk?"

"This mystery wanders around before becoming a monk, and I don't know his hometown."

A little disappointed, Huo Yuanzhen continued, "Do you know his subdistrict name?"

Yichen scratched his head and thought for a long time: "After many years, I really can't remember so much."

"Don't you even remember the last name?"

"It seems that my surname is Chen! Well, my surname should be Chen."

After listening to Yichen's words, Huo Yuanzhen didn't say anything for a long time.

In fact, he didn't have any guesses at all, but he just looked at flowers in the fog and his thoughts were incoherent, so the letter left by this mysterious real person was like a heavenly book.

But now Huo Yuanzhen suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and hurriedly took out the letter from the Mysterious True Man and read it carefully there.

Yichen saw that the abbot was immersed in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak, so he just waited by the side.

About half an hour later, Huo Yuanzhen suddenly slapped his thigh: "Okay! What a mysterious real person, I won't save him once in vain! It's true that he is still kind!"

"Abbot, what did you guess?" Yichen asked tentatively.

"It's not accurate, but I'm already inseparable. Yichen, go and find Su Can for me... No, don't look for him first, I have to go to another place."

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ps: The second update is here. The puzzle of the last time was easily deciphered by everyone. It seems that I underestimated the wisdom of the donors. This letter is much more difficult. The answer will be revealed in the near future. I wonder which donor can see the clues.

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