: Old age

This was the first time Wuming took the initiative to find Huo Yuanzhen, which surprised Huo Yuanzhen.

He was surprised to invite Wuming in, and then Huo Yuanzhen took the initiative to make tea for Wuming, and he greeted him very attentively.

But Wuming obviously didn't eat Huo Yuanzhen's trick, and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot, don't be busy anymore. I am not thirsty or hungry, and I have no desires or requests. I just want to tell the abbot something."

"Please speak with the nameless elder."

Huo Yuanzhen hurriedly did it well, and what Wuming said must be little known.

Putting his hand on the arm of the chair, Wuming's fingers gently tapped, brewing for a while, and saying to Huo Yuanzhen: "The abbot knows that my surname is Du, but he doesn't know what my name is."

"I really don't know about this monk."

Wuming's eyes were a little confused at this moment: "My original name is Du Kunshan, and this year... I have forgotten how old I am, but one thing that is certain is that I am at least over 110 years old."

"After one hundred and ten years old!"

Huo Yuanzhen opened her mouth wide in surprise. The abbot's demeanor could not be maintained at this moment. In other words, Huo Yuanzhen did not want to deliberately maintain anything in front of Wuming.

I always heard of old monsters, but I never really saw them. Now I finally know that there are such old but immortal and lively guys in the world.

"Elder Wuming, are you sure you are not wrong. You must be over 110 years old?"

“It won’t be wrong.”

Wuming smiled and looked at the table. Since Huo Yuanzhen had already made tea, he simply picked it up and took a sip.

"Well, it's not bad. I haven't tasted the tea in years."

Wuming's first question had not been answered yet, and Huo Yuanzhen asked the second question: "Elder Wuming, I have always been puzzled, how did you come from and what did you eat in the thirty years of your life in the cave? And your..."

Wuming laughed: "This question is very simple. In fact, in addition to loneliness, it is not particularly difficult to endure in the cave. There is sunshine. However, you have to follow the sunshine so that it can shine on you. Since the sunshine can shine in, then the rain can also seep in. Although I am trapped there, my skills are still there. I can't die if I don't eat for a month. Besides, occasionally a rabbit can run in, a snake or something, and there are mushrooms in the cave, so I can live."

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen's questionable eyes, Wuming said: "I know what you are thinking. I eat less and basically don't need to excrete it. Besides, just think of a way to solve this problem."

After hearing Wuming's explanation, Huo Yuanzhen solved the doubt in his heart and continued: "How can the elder be sure that you are over 110 years old?"

"When I was about eleven or twelve years old, I once saw the white-haired blood demon Ding Buer with my own eyes, and Ding Buer has disappeared from the world for a hundred years. How old do you think I am now?"

"That's really over 100 years old, it's not easy." Huo Yuanzhen nodded frequently.

Wuming glared at him, "It's not easy for me to live more than 100 years. You have never seen an old man."

"It's not easy for you to say it's not easy. It's not that my abbot took you out of the cave, and you're still counting crickets there."

Although Wuming is an elder, he is the abbot, and the authority of the abbot must be maintained. Besides, when talking to Wuming, there is no need to worry about anything. This old man who is over 100 years old has a thicker face than the courtyard wall of Shaolin Temple.

Sure enough, Wuming was so arrogant that he lost his words. After a while, he said, "I originally planned to tell you something, but now I don't know what to say."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled: "Is the woman who came last night very old too?"

Wuming's eyes widened: "Do you know that person came last night? It doesn't make sense!"

"Everything is in the control of this abbot. You still fought with that woman, but you let her go."

Wuming was even more surprised this time. He fought with the white-haired woman in just a short moment. How could Huo Yuanzhen discover it? What he had observed carefully, no one would see it.

"Abbot, what else do you know?"

"I'll know this anymore. Your daily diet and daily life are really worth noting."

Wuming observed Huo Yuanzhen suspiciously for a long time before saying, "I have always felt that Shaoshishan seems to be under some surveillance, but it has not been found. No one in the world can monitor me for a long time and not be discovered, so I have some doubts. Now I think about it, I guess that big eagle is the abbot's eyeliner."

Huo Yuanzhen felt a stern in his heart when he heard this. This nameless elder, regardless of martial arts, was very comparable to that of humans. The Golden Eagle as a high-altitude reconnaissance satellite has never been seen through, but now it has been inferred by Wuming.

This means that Wuming stayed in Shaolin Temple for a long time, and his martial arts skills were too high. I believe no one could monitor him all the time, so he targeted the Golden Eagle. He would never see through it if he had someone else.

"The elder is keen, but he still hopes to keep a secret for this abbot."

Now that things have come, Huo Yuanzhen has no longer concealed Wuming.

"Actually, I should have guessed that although the abbot's martial arts skills are not very good, he has a great skill. I have carefully studied the miracles of our Shaolin. It is indeed extraordinary. It can even be said that it is not something that ordinary craftsmen can build. I have never believed it very much about the sayings of gods and Buddhas, but now I can't help but not believe it."

After saying this, Wuming drank all the tea again: "And there is another point. The speed of the abbot's martial arts learning is really beyond my understanding. Sometimes, I feel that the abbot's martial arts are only at this level, but the abbot often brings surprises to me. It seems that you have learned a lot of things overnight. This makes me firmly believe that the abbot can indeed communicate with the Buddha."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and didn't respond. He was a traitor and a sloppy man. This sentence is correct. He can't communicate with him too carefully about this matter, otherwise he might not notice the truth of the matter.

Seeing that Huo Yuanzhen didn't say anything, Wuming continued, "And many of the abbot's things are magical. The wooden fish and the abbot's robes are all extraordinary things. Are these gifts from the Buddha?"

"Of course, everything in Shaolin is given by the Buddha."

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen had to bite the bullet and stand up.

"So that's the case, but according to my observation, it seems that the days given by the Buddha are often the end of the month. Once the end of the month comes, the abbot can bring out good things. Has the abbot made an agreement with the Buddha when will he meet each month?"

The more I heard Wuming say it, the more sweating the Huo Yuanzhen felt on his head. He couldn't continue talking, and couldn't continue talking.

Although Huo Yuanzhen was extremely sure that Wuming could not understand what the abbot's system was, what he said now was very close to the truth. If he continued to guess, he would not know what else he could guess.

In order to change the topic, Huo Yuanzhen took out the Lion Roar secret book and the six-character mantra that he had prepared.

"These two books are the skills of sound attack. You have strong internal strength. If you learn these two things, I believe that you can get your strength to the next level."

After hearing that Huo Yuanzhen was so respectful, Wuming also curiously took these two books, read them twice, and was immediately attracted.

"Okay, very good, lion roar! I can finally learn this Buddhist supernatural power. Thank you, the abbot, and the six-character mantra, very good!"

Wuming was not too excited, but it was proved that Huo Yuanzhen chose something that was right. Wuming's martial arts and body skills had basically reached a peak. If he wanted to make progress, Huo Yuanzhen could not help, and this sound attack was not something that everyone could do, but it was exactly what Wuming like.

Seeing Wuming seemed to read the book with relish, Huo Yuanzhen hurriedly said, "You haven't said you want to tell me what you want to tell me?"

"oh!"

Wuming then remembered his purpose and put away the book.

"Since I have taken your stuff, I will tell the abbot more things."

Huo Yuanzhen has no words and is too concerned about Wuming, so he may easily get angry and have problems.

"My original name is Du Kunshan. I really became famous eighty years ago. Eighty years ago, I entered the innate realm and became a master of the younger generation."

Huo Yuanzhen calculated that Wuming was in his 110s. If he was eighty years old, he would be in his early thirties. The innate realm of his early thirties was indeed extremely powerful.

"I won't mention too many past events. More than thirty years ago, I finally entered the late stage of the innate stage and met the Kongfan monk and Kongyin monk in Nan Shaolin. I was influenced by them. That was why I had the idea of ​​entering Buddhism, but there was one thing that had not been resolved at that time."

"What's the matter?"

"It's not because of the disaster left by Ding Buer. Have you heard of that monk, Taoist nun?"

"I've heard of it."

"A hundred years ago, the monks, Taoist and Niangs were Ding Buer's capable subordinates. Among them, the Taoist, known as Lao Buddy, was called Immortal Taoist. He has been in charge of the Immortal Palace for many years and has done countless bad things with Ding Buer. Later, Ding Buer suddenly disappeared, and the monks, Taoist and Niangs gradually faded out of the world. Until thirty years ago, this Lao Buddy actually emerged again. And it was on the side of Songshan Mountain. Under its call, some old demons that had not appeared for many years emerged in the world. It is said that they were going to carry out the blood demon inheritance and welcome the blood demon back."

Huo Yuanzhen was confused when he heard this, but he also felt the danger. If this matter was true, then it would be terrible. I didn’t expect that so many old guys from a hundred years ago were not dead yet, but what kind of inheritance could make Ding Buer appear again?

"Just for this matter, but ten top masters in the world gathered in Songshan. I made an appointment with the monk Kongfan and others. As long as I defeated the old man, I could join Nan Shaolin."

"Top Ten Masters?"

Huo Yuanzhen did not ask about the follow-up matters, but instead turned his attention to the top ten masters. Does the top ten masters Wuming mentioned have anything to do with the woman who came last night?

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Chapter completed!