Huo Yuanzhen's plan was very clear, which was to absorb Yueshan into Shaolin Temple. In this way, his own side and Chen Ding and others would grow one by one, and his chances of victory would increase greatly.

Originally, Huo Yuan really thought that if he didn't have any chance to help Yueshan, he would come forward to recruit him, but he didn't expect that Yueshan would cause such a big deal, fighting ten people in Songshan, seriously injured nine of them, and slightly injured one, and he fell all over his body.

Now I want to treat Yueshan well. If there is no rush, Xiao Huandan is enough, but if I want Yueshan to improve quickly, I need good enough golden sore medicine.

In Huo Yuanzhen's opinion, the golden sore medicine is not as good as the golden sore medicine in the back mountain. It's a pity that there is a dead old man with extremely high martial arts skills there, and Huo Yuanzhen asked himself that he didn't have the ability to bring it.

But Huo Yuanzhen could not be willing to treat Yue Shan if he didn't cure him.

After thinking about it, Huo Yuanzhen decided to go to the back mountain to take a look.

Of course, it was not like stealing the medicine rashly like last time, but planned to talk to the old man.

Because the old man was locked onto the alchemy furnace by strange chains, he could not get out of the cave. As long as he talked to the old man outside the cave, he might get unexpected results.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuanzhen asked Guan Shanyue to take care of Yueshan, but he left Shaolin Temple and walked towards the back mountain.

When I arrived at the edge of Yinma Lake, I happened to see the young monk Puyin walking towards me.

Huo Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes slightly. Sure enough, these two monks from Mount Wutai had some ideas, but seeing that Monk Puyin's expression was as normal, I guess he didn't find anything.

The cave was quite hidden. If it weren't for the time when I happened to see the tiger going there that day, Huo Yuanzhen would have been unable to discover it.

Puyin originally walked with his head down, but he didn't realize it until Huo Yuanzhen came to him.

A hint of panic appeared on his face, and Puyin bowed to Huo Yuanzhen: "I have met Abbot Yijie."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded: "Puyin, why did you come to the back mountain?"

"Oh, nothing, I just think the scenery here is good, come and have a walk."

After Puyin learned from Pu Hang that Huo Yuanzhen's martial arts were extremely high, he no longer had a arrogant look. He hurriedly answered a few words and then walked back.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't stop him. Now he couldn't be sure of anything, and he couldn't ask anything even if he stopped him.

Anyway, the other party is in his Shaolin. If there is any disturbance, I will know sooner or later.

However, when Puyin left without any shadow, Huo Yuanzhen continued to go to the back mountain. After walking for a while, he suddenly used the light skills of crossing the river. After turning twice, he disappeared into the back mountain. If Puyin was monitoring Huo Yuanzhen in the dark at this time, he would definitely have lost his trace.

After turning a few turns, Huo Yuanzhen finally came to the huge rock.

Walking among the weeds, Huo Yuanzhen slowly approached the cave.

A faint smell of elixir came, less than ten meters away from the entrance of the cave.

After walking two more steps forward, Huo Yuanzhen felt that the distance was almost the same and dared not continue to move forward, so he sat down on the spot.

As soon as he sat down, a hoarse voice came from the cave: "Who is it? But the bald donkey who stole my husband's pills that day?"

Huo Yuanzhen calculated for a moment, and the old man here would definitely not be able to rush out, and said, "Damn old man, don't talk about bald donkeys or bald donkeys. You are now a ground mouse, and life and death are all within my control of me. You dare to speak rudely!"

"My life and death!".

The old man paused for a moment, then laughed: "It's ridiculous, you a little monk, dare to say that my life and death are in your hands, why are you?"

Huo Yuanzhen shouted: "I admit that you have a high martial arts skills, but you are now a turtle in a jar and cannot leave the cave at all. As long as I pile dry firewood on the entrance of the cave, ignite the wolf dung, and then blow the wind into your cave. For three days and three nights, I don't believe you can hold on for so long without breathing."

Sure enough, Huo Yuan really used this ruthless move, and the old man inside stopped talking and said for a while: "Little bald donkey, you are so cruel."

"If I weren't the one who had a hard head, I'm afraid even the body would be rotten now." Huo Yuanzhen still clearly remembered the iron-headed technician that day. He felt a little dizzy when the old man gave him that day, which shows the old man's skill.

The old man said again: "Little monk, who is your master? Do you understand the heart? Or understand the nature?"

Huo Yuanzhen's heart moved. He had never heard of these two names before, but the old man asked this question. Huo Yuanzhen was not easy to answer for a moment, so he simply said: "Guess."

The old man said, "Hmph, what's there to guess? The three people in your master's generation, Mingxin, Mingxin, Mingxin martial arts are the best, Mingxin Buddhism is the best, Mingxin is nothing good, but I still have to be liked by Kongxian monks. That day, you should be Mingxin's disciples."

"Hmph, it's ridiculously wrong." Huo Yuan was confused when he heard it and didn't know what to say.

"Then even if I say it wrong, I ask you, where is the old bald donkey Kongfan now? It will be twenty years soon. He wants me to do it, and I have done it too. Why haven't he appeared yet? How long does he want to trap me?"

Huo Yuanzhen thought in his mind that although what this old man said sounded stupid, it was not without traces. When he first saw him that day, he said that he was a bald donkey from Shaolin Temple, but this Shaolin Temple has only been established for more than ten years. The old man said that he had been trapped for almost twenty years, which means that when he was trapped, there was no Shaolin Temple here.

In this way, the Shaolin he mentioned is likely to be Southern Shaolin.

Mingxin and others should also be monks from Nan Shaolin and the monk Kongfan, and are likely to be old monks.

However, I knew nothing about these things and said rashly, which would only leave mistakes. Huo Yuanzhen thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, I'm here to find you today, just to tell you to give me your Great Return Pill."

"Great Return to the Pill! You need another gourd! You are simply dreaming! I have only refined less than three gourds for many years. Each gourd is thirty. You open your mouth and want one gourd, thinking it's fried beans!"

Huo Yuanzhen also knew that it was not that easy to get there, so he asked for a price all over the place. Seeing that the old man refused, he said again: "It's okay if you don't have the Big Ding Dan, but you can give the little Ding Dan two gourds."

"No, these medicines are kept for processing. You took away a little gourd that day. I have to spend more than a month to refine them and I can never give them to you anymore."

"I don't give this, nor that, old man, I tell you, if you don't give anything today, then you'll be ready to enjoy a big smoke meal. I don't have that good temper."

Huo Yuanzhen was furious outside the cave and wanted to hear how the old man answered.

"Oh, hasn't this little monk Mingxin told you that his unique palm technique was taught to him by me? It's really a reward for grudges and hatred. If you really want to get something from me, then you can take these golden sore medicines. After you go back, tell Kongfan or your master, and say that Mo Tiancheng has been waiting for a long time and ask them to get what they should take."

After the old man finished speaking, a gust of wind came, and a ball of things fell outside the hole with a "splash".

Huo Yuanzhen looked down and saw that the neatly plaster-shaped objects weighing about ten pounds in a straw bag.

This is the golden sore medicine, which is the purpose of my trip.

Huo Yuanzhen picked up the golden sore medicine, thought for a while, but did not leave immediately, but said to the cave: "Old sir, I offended so much. I like to listen to the stories told by the old sir. If I have time in the future, I will come to discuss with the old sir every month."

"Go, remember to notify your master and the others, hoping that you will bring good news to me next time you come. Oh, I have been staying in this cave for too long,,,,."

Huo Yuanzhen put away the golden sore medicine and left here.

However, he did not follow the nearest road, but circled twice and then went to the highest point of the back mountain.

Looking around, I didn't see Puhang's master and apprentice or the tiger.

After leaving the back mountain, Huo Yuanzhen returned to Shaolin Temple.

When he returned to his room, Guan Shanyue was still there, Huo Yuanzhen handed over the golden sore medicine to him.

Guan Shanyue took the medicine, took it and studied it carefully for a long time, and said in surprise: "Abbot, the quality of this golden sore medicine is not simple. Junior brother, I have lived a good life and have never seen such a good medicine."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded, without explaining the matter, but said, "Yichen, have you ever heard of the name Mo Tiancheng?"

Guan Shanyue was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and shook her head: "Young brother has never heard of it."

"Then have you ever heard of the Kungfu Monk?"

Guan Shanyue still shook her head in a daze.

Huo Yuan was really a little depressed. Even Guan Shanyue, the old man in the cave, didn’t know these people. What kind of life did the old man in that cave talk about!

Seeing Guan Shanyue, Huo Yuanzhen didn't know anything, and said to Guan Shanyue: "When you have the golden sore medicine, how long will it take for Yueshan's injury to be cured?"

"If everything goes well, Yueshan will recover in seven days."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded. Although these old things can still be mysterious, it is still true to deal with the upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival arena.

After receiving the help of Yue Shan, Huo Yuanzhen had more cards available in his hand, and he had a little confidence in the nine-game five-win arena for the first time.

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ps: (Fourth update) repay (55th maximum) Chapter 1 of the head of the sect. Also, thanks to the donor (Piaoyi Peng), I, Shaolin, have another new helm leader.
Chapter completed!