Looking at Ning Wanjun, Huo Yuanzhen said: "The first word in the first sentence, the second word in the second sentence, the third word in the third sentence, and so on, the first five sentences are connected to the height of Shaoshi Mountain. Add the last sentence, the relics in this life are left, which means that the relics are on the height of Shaoshi Mountain."

Seeing Ning Wanjun being shocked, Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "Miss Ning, isn't I right?"

"Ah! No, Abbot, you are right. Wanjun didn't expect you to think of the key so soon."

"The height of Shaoshi Mountain, so Miss Ning believes that the highest point of Shaoshi Mountain is on the Yuzhai Mountain where our Shaolin is located, but the highest place is in the back mountain. If Miss Ning wants to go, she must pass through Shaolin Temple, so she thought of coming to Shaolin and letting the iron cow and the tiger stay and finding the place of the relics."

"Abbot, actually, Iron Niu doesn't know these things at all. Instead, it's the tiger rhubarb. rhubarb is very spiritual and can always find some special things. I asked rhubarb to stay because I wanted to find out where the relic is. But it is estimated that the relic cannot be placed in the open air, so I want to wait for me to come here, rhubarb can take me to find the location of the relic, so I can take out the relic."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded, thinking that the tiger was thinking about stealing elixirs all day long, and he might not be able to complete the task of finding relics.

"This relic is very important to Miss Ning?"

Ning Wanjun hesitated for a long time before saying, "I was given a relative by my father since I was a child. The other party was a child of a martial arts sect. I don't like that person very much. Moreover, this person was infected with cold poison a few years ago, and he has been relying on his elders to help him with internal strength to maintain it. If you want to cure cold poison, you must have the treasure of the yang for many years. Kongjin was practicing the yang technique, so his relics should be able to cure cold poison."

"Do you want to treat someone you don't like?".

"I didn't want to care about him at first, but because that person knew that he was in poor health, he hoped... I hoped to get married soon, but I didn't like him at all, so how could I marry him? So we made an agreement that as long as I could cure the cold poison on him within three years, he would agree to terminate the engagement with me, so I worked so hard to find a way to treat the cold poison."

"I see!".

It turns out that Ning Wanjun came to Shaolin because of this.

Huo Yuanzhen thought for a while and said, "Miss Ning, if you follow what I think, you don't have to be too anxious. Many things cannot be obtained by anxiety. Since there are relics on the mountain, it cannot fly. I will go to the back mountain to look for it in a few days. You can stay nearby. If there is any news, I will definitely notify you."

Ning Wanjun thought for a while: "Abbot, this is good, but I am worried that people from Mount Wutai will find this relic first."

"Don't worry, they can't find it."

Huo Yuanzhen knew that the highest place in the back mountain was the big stone next to the cave, but the relics would never be inside the stone. If there were really relics, the greatest possibility would be in the cave.

But if it was really in the cave, Huo Yuan really believed that no one could get it easily, and he could not get it because of the existence of that weird old man.

However, Ning Wanjun came with full of hope, and Huo Yuanzhen couldn't let him down too much, and said: "Miss Ning doesn't have to place all her hopes on this relic. Not to mention whether the relic really exists. Even if it does, he may not be able to cure that person's cold poison. There is more than one way to treat cold poison in this world."

"That person is the cold poison of the Qingming Divine Palm. This Qingming Divine Palm is the unique skill of the Shurakshasa in the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions. This person has practiced this palm for decades and is not so easy to resolve."

"All things in the world are mutually generated and restrained, and there is no poison that cannot be degraded, and nothing that cannot be transformed. It's just that there is no right way to find it."

Huo Yuanzhen said a few unnutritious words and continued: "When I see the girl entering this pagoda, my eyebrows are shiny and radiant. I guess it is the time to move forward. The troubles that bother you should be resolved soon. I congratulate the girl first."

Ning Wanjun was also full of joy when she heard Huo Yuanzhen say this.

After many tests, and Huo Yuanzhen has always been unfathomable and so smart, Ning Wanjun has already believed Huo Yuanzhen psychologically. When she heard him say this, she naturally felt that things were about to be resolved.

Xunkou asked: "Why don't you know what other ways in the world can resolve the cold poison of the Qingming Divine Palm?"

Huo Yuan didn't even think about it and answered directly: "The Nine Yang True Qi can resolve all cold poisons in the world."

Ning Wanjun's eyes suddenly glowed and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot, what are you talking about the Nine Yang True Qi? Is the legendary Nine Yang True Sutra?"

After hearing Ning Wanjun say this, Huo Yuanzhen remembered that he didn’t know the Nine Yang True Sutra himself, and he didn’t expect that someone in this world had heard of the Nine Yang True Sutra? The first volume of the Nine Yang True Sutra was created by Master Bodhidharma. How did Ning Wanjun know it?

"Miss Ning has also heard of the Nine Yang scriptures?"

"Well, the Nine Yang True Sutra is the legendary supreme martial arts treasure book. It is said that a person practiced this martial arts a hundred years ago, but this person seemed to be unable to learn anything. He was killed by Ding Buer in a battle with the white-haired blood demon Ding Buer. However, that was the first time Ding Buer was injured since his debut, and the injury was not very minor. In addition, the Nine Yang True Sutra learned by that person is not perfect, which shows the degree of power of this martial arts."

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned and then said, "I wonder if Miss Ning had ever heard of the Nine Yin Scriptures, Tathagata's magic palm, finger-blinking magical powers, star-absorbing **, Sunflower Treasure Book, Wu Mu's suicide note, etc."

Ning Wanjun thought for a while: "Some have heard of it, some have not heard of it, Tathagata's magic palm, Sunflower Book and Wu Mu's suicide note."

Huo Yuanzhen was really surprised this time. He didn't expect that in this world, there were all kinds of unique skills he knew in his previous life.

Of course, there are many unique skills that I have not mentioned, and there are many that Ning Wanjun may not know. In short, I don’t think it is as simple as I imagined. Even if I have the abbot system in my hand and I have obtained the peerless martial arts, I don’t have to worry about not having an opponent in the future.

After thinking about it again, Huo Yuanzhen had heard the name of the white-haired blood demon Ding Buer several times, and said to Ning Wanjun: "What kind of kung fu has this white-haired blood demon practiced? How far has it reached?"

"The white-haired blood demon Ding Buer is a genius who practices the Blood Shadow Magical Art. After the magical art is completed, he is covered in white hair and a blood-colored robe. He has a bad temper and strange temper and kills countless people. He is the public enemy of the righteous path. The top ten masters of the righteous path once joined forces to fight the White-haired Blood Demon on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, but in the end he escaped. It is difficult to find traces afterwards. Occasionally, it is a bloody storm, but I don't know why it disappeared in the end."

After Ning Wanjun said that, he looked at Huo Yuanzhen: "The Nine Yang True Sutra is the legend, and Wanjun is not sure whether it exists. Now he can only place his hope on the abbot, hoping that the abbot can find a solution for Wanjun."

After saying that, I bowed again.

Huo Yuan couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. Did this job fall on him?

However, the image still needs to be maintained, and I can only say to Ning Wanjun: "The world's cause and effect are all fixed. All dharmas are born, and the cause and condition are destroyed. My master's great monk often says, since you have established a marriage with him, you will naturally suffer a lot if you want to end it, but as long as you have a firm heart, you will eventually succeed."

Ning Wanjun bowed his head and received teaching: "Thank you for advice from Abbot, Wanjun will go down the mountain now and stay in the inn at the foot of the mountain. She comes to Shaolin every day to burn incense and worship Buddha, and wait for the abbot's good news."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said unspeakable, thinking that whether you are burning incense or worshiping Buddha, should you give some incense money? What's more, I'm sorry to persuade you again and again. As my abbot, shouldn't you be willing to do it?

But unfortunately, Ning Wanjun seemed to be slow in responding in this regard. Perhaps he thought he was a monk and was afraid that money would desecrate him, so from beginning to end, he didn't mention this at all.

It was not until Ning Wanjun left Wanfo Pagoda that Huo Yuanzhen sighed.

Women are just stingy and stingy. Although you think I can't accept it, you should be kind enough. What if I accept it.

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Before he knew it, it was getting late. Huo Yuanzhen shook his head and sighed, leaving Wanfo Pagoda, locked the door and was about to go back when he suddenly saw two black shadows walking quietly from a distance and heading behind.

who?

At night, there were not many people in Shaolin Temple. Huo Yuanzhen was familiar with everyone. Those who practice martial arts during the day were very tired. They basically rested at night. People generally would not come out so late to walk.

He felt alert and hid in the dark and observed quietly. Then the dim moonlight found that it was Pu Hang and Pu Yin.

These two monks from Mount Wutai were sneaky, walking along the shadows in the corner of the wall, looking like a textbook-like thief.

"You two have only played one game and lost. Now they still want to do these things in my Shaolin. How can you get involved in the relics!"

Since I heard about the relics, Huo Yuanzhen has no intention of handing over them. The relics and the elixirs in the cave can only be their own, and Nan Shaolin cannot take them away, let alone these two foreign monks.

"These two people went to the back mountain. Even if they couldn't find the relics, they might find the cave in the back mountain. If not, I have to go over and take a look."

Making up his mind, Huo Yuanzhen used his light skills like a ghost, following behind the two and heading towards the back mountain.

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ps: The donors are very smart, and Shi Qiujia was lucky enough to guess correctly, but you won’t guess it so easily next time, this time it’s just a little bit.
Chapter completed!