At night, the golden-eyed eagle descended from the sky like a dark cloud, swooping down directly at lightning speed, and the target was Huo Yuanzhen's room in Shaolin Temple.

Huo Yuanzhen was originally practicing on the cushion, but when he felt that the Golden Eagle had returned, he reached out and pushed open the window.

He closed his wings and walked into the window, and the golden-eyed eagle fell to the ground.

He came to Huo Yuanzhen swayingly, and Huo Yuanzhen reached out to touch the big head of the golden-eyed eagle.

This golden-eyed eagle has not been in Shaolin Temple recently, but has been sent out by himself to follow Ning Wanjun.

Otherwise, I would have known where Molan was going. Without these eyes in the sky, I would have unknown where Molan went.

Huo Yuanzhen felt everything that the Golden Eagle saw silently, and the more he felt, the more shocked Huo Yuanzhen felt.

Ning Wanjun is about to come back, and she is with her fiancé.

Originally, Huo Yuanzhen thought that Ning Wanjun's fiancé should also be a martial arts figure, but what he never expected was that her fiancé was actually the current second prince Zhao Yuankui.

The current emperor Zhao Song has three sons and two daughters, among which Zhao Yuanji is the eldest daughter, the eldest son Zhao Yuanbo, the second son Zhao Yuankui, the third son Zhao Yuandong, and the youngest daughter Zhao Yuanying.

Among them, Zhao Song's favorite son is the second son Zhao Yuankui.

When Zhao Song was not emperor, he had made friends with some people in the martial arts world. Mo Tianxie, the leader of the Demon Sect, had a close relationship with him.

It is said that Mo Tianxie made great efforts to ascend the throne to Zhao Song.

Later, Zhao Song even made a baby marriage with Mo Tianxie. When Mo Tianxie's daughter Ning Wanjun grew up, she married Zhao Yuankui, the emperor's favorite son.

Originally, everyone thought that Zhao Yuankui would take over the throne in the future, but an accident happened. When Zhao Yuankui went out, he actually met Shuraksha, the old demon of Jianghu. For some reason, there was a dispute. Shuraksha killed more than ten guards of Zhao Yuankui and then gave Zhao Yuankui a Qingming Divine Palm.

Shurakshasa did not use much power, but only allowed the cold poison of Qingming Divine Palm to invade Zhao Yuankui's body. This poison is extremely domineering. The emperor asked famous doctors all over the world but failed to cure it. Seeing Zhao Yuankui spending his life in pain every day but was powerless.

In this way, Zhao Yuankui's desire to be the crown prince became a vain, and no one wanted a sick man to become the crown prince.

Zhao Yuankui himself was also in pain. He wanted to leave his children before he died, so he wanted to get married to Ning Wanjun.

However, Ning Wanjun didn't like him at first and did not agree to get married with him. Zhao Yuankui's health could last for about four or five years, so the two made a three-year agreement.

Now that Huo Yuan has really obtained the relics, Ning Wanjun went to Chang'an and secretly took Zhao Yuankui over.

As for why he came secretly, of course, it was because Henan was Guan Tianzhao's territory. If Zhao Yuankui's identity was exposed, it would be very likely that he would be in danger and become a hostage to Guan Tianzhao as a bargaining chip to go to war with the royal family in the future.

So the two of them took a light car and took a few servants to Henan quietly after putting on makeup. Now they were only a few dozen miles away from Shaolin Temple. The Golden Eagle was the first to come back to report to Huo Yuanzhen.

Of course, the Golden Eagle could not observe these details. The news it brought back was that Ning Wanjun brought a prince to Shaolin Temple. Based on this information, Huo Yuanzhen also inferred something.

It is September 18th now, and in more than ten days, the martial arts conference of the Songshan School will be held. During this period, Huo Yuanzhen has been practicing implicitly, hoping that his internal strength can be increased a little.

But Ning Wanjun brought the person back, and Huo Yuanzhen had to see him.

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Zhao Yuankui rushed to the road overnight and arrived at the foot of the mountain early the next morning. After arriving here, he did not go up the mountain immediately, but rested in the inn for a long time. After noon, he set out for Shaolin.

On the mountain road, Zhao Yuankui and his servants, Ning Wanjun and Xiao Cui were also taken, and several people walked slowly forward.

Zhao Yuankui's face was pale and a little blue. He was troubled by the Qingming Divine Palm for many years, making him look very thin and weak.

But although his health was not good, his arrogance did not fade. After he started walking up the mountain, his mouth never stopped.

"This mountain is pretty good, the environment is good, and the mountain gate is still well built. But unfortunately, the texture of this step is too poor. Ordinary bluestone strips cannot show the identity of the temple at all. Not to mention the palace, it is more than one level worse than Daxiangguo Temple. Wanjun, are you sure this temple has relics? Can I cure my emperor... my illness?"

When he came, he made an agreement. Zhao Yuankui called himself Mr. Huang. Unfortunately, he couldn't control his words and wanted to keep his identity on his lips at all times so that people could remember that he was the prince.

Ning Wanjun did not look at him with a direct look and said lightly: "Young Master Huang, Wanjun, do not agree with this statement. The good or bad of a temple is not reflected on the steps. It is like a country. You can see how powerful and rich he is outside, but in fact, how many hidden worries are inside? I'm afraid Mr. Huang knows better than me."

Zhao Yuankui's face looked a little bad, and said to Ning Wanjun: "This is biased. How can a mere temple be compared with the country?"

"If you don't talk about the country, just talk about people. Mr. Huang, you have a noble status and outsiders respect you, but you must know what life you have. If you don't talk about whether you have your share in that position, you will have your share. If no miracle happens, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for the day."

Zhao Yuankui was really angry this time and said to Ning Wanjun: "Wanjun, don't say that too much. You can reject me now, but can you be sure that I must not be able to recover? If I recover and that position is mine, I will not believe it. When I have that identity, can you still refuse me? If you didn't want me to recover, why did you find this Shaolin Temple to heal me?"

"Mr. Huang, Wanjun hopes to heal you, and it is definitely not a place to be greedy for. As for why we have already explained it clearly. Wanjun just hopes that since you have come to Shaolin, you must believe them. Otherwise, Mr. Huang can turn around and leave now, and Wanjun will never stop him."

Facing Ning Wanjun's sharp words, Zhao Yuankui could not speak anymore. Although he looked down on this Shaolin Temple from the bottom of his heart, he had to come for his injury to be cured, and nothing could be compared with his future.

Seeing Zhao Yuankui repeatedly getting defeated in front of Ning Wanjun, his servant hurriedly changed the topic next to him, looked up the mountain, and then said in a slight voice: "Young Master, this monk from Shaolin Temple is really rude. I have sent Xiao Chengzi here to report this morning, saying that there is a distinguished guest coming and asked Shaolin monk to come out to greet him. Why haven't I seen anyone yet?"

Zhao Yuankui glanced at his subordinates with appreciation, and then said to Ning Wanjun: "Wanjun, Xiao Shunzi is right. He has already given Shaolin notifications, but no one has come out to greet him yet. Isn't this too rude? If I cure this time, it would be fine. If the cure is not good, I will definitely cure them at that time!"

Ning Wanjun glanced at the little shunzi and said coldly: "Have you notified Shaolin?"

"Yes, Miss Ning, we must inform you wherever we are going. Not to mention Shaolin Temple, even Daxiangguo Temple, we must line up to welcome our son."

"You told your son's identity?"

Xiao Shunzi nodded: "Yes, I said it, otherwise we wouldn't blame them for not coming out to greet him."

"madness!"

Ning Wanjun spit out these two words, and Zhao Yuankui's expression changed and said to Ning Wanjun: "Why is Wanjun talking like this?"

"Young Master Huang, have you forgotten where this place is? Isn't this Chang'an? This is Henan and the jurisdiction of the Jiedushi Mansion. Your identity is not only not good for you, but may also be harmful. Have you forgotten what the situation is now? Did you forget that someone almost discovered his identity when he came from Luoyang?"

After Ning Wanjun's words, his face changed drastically, and Zhao Yuankui's head instantly became sweaty. Yes, why did you forget this? If Guan Tianzhao knew that he was coming to Henan, it would be over.

"Also, you are actually embarrassed to blame Shaolin. If Shaolin monks go out to greet them now, can you think of what the consequences would be?"

Zhao Yuankui hurriedly reached out to wipe his sweat and said to Ning Wanjun: "What Wanjun said is that this time was indeed my young master neglected, and he would never make this mistake again in the future."

After saying that, he slapped Xiao Shunzi with his hand and said, "Damn it, do you want to kill me? If this young master makes a mistake, he will be the first to peel you off!"

Xiao Shunzi couldn't flatter him, so he slapped the horse's hooves and begged for mercy with a sad face.

"Enough, don't show off your prestige here, it's not good to attract attention."

When he was scolded by Ning Wanjun again, Zhao Yuankui didn't dare to say anything. Ning Wanjun, who had been engaged to him since childhood, had never given him a good face. Although he was a prince, he was suppressed by Ning Wanjun.

The group finally arrived in front of Shaolin Gate. At this time, the Shaolin Mountain Gate was wide open and pilgrims came and went.

"The incense is good. If they really succeed this time, I will let Zen Master Lizhi from Daxiangguo Temple come to them to Shaolin **, so that their incense will be more vigorous."

Zhao Yuankui thought that he spoke this time with good intentions. After all, Zen Master Lizhi of Daxiangguo Temple is a famous monk in the world. It is definitely a great honor to come to Shaolin to give them a gift.

But as soon as he finished speaking, another pilgrim next to him suddenly touched: "Young Master, are you talking about Zen Master Lizhi from Daxiangguo Temple?"

“That’s right!”

"Forget it! Zen Master Lizhi is just an incompetent person who deceives the world and steals reputation. He was refuted by our Abbot of the Dharma King Temple at the time. Are you embarrassed to come to Shaolin Temple again? It's just a joke."

Just after this, a pilgrimage pulled him over there: "Go away, let's talk about these pastoral gangsters who have never seen the world. If the fragrance is not available at night, it will be impossible to get the order."

Zhao Yuankui was stunned when he looked at the pilgrims as if he were looking at him in a country bumpkin.

Is this prince a country bumpkin who has never seen the world? Damn! Who are these troublemakers talking about?

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ps: Two chapters have been sent in a row, this is the first time I have tried to update continuously.

Congratulations to (maooo001) donor for becoming my new leader of Shaolin.

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