The moon was at its zenith, a few scattered stars dotted the night sky, and gray-black clouds were floating in between, adding a depressing atmosphere.
Since learning of Guo Nuan's death, Zhou Yi has been sitting alone on the city wall, gazing into the distance without saying a word.
Since they met at the Tianshan Martial Arts Contest, Guo Nuan has been Zhou Yi's best guide in the martial arts world.
"A thousand cups..." Emperor Bing of Zhao slowly walked to Zhou Yi's side. He was about to say a few words to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say. He hesitated and slowly retracted his outstretched hand.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, don't worry! This is just a game, and I'm not as fragile as you think." Zhou Yi suddenly turned around and smiled.
"That's the best!" Zhao Dibing said with a smile, "First destroy Emei, then defeat Shaolin! The time for Molantuo to challenge Shaolin is just around the corner. Now Shaolin Temple is sending out invitations to heroes from all over the world to attend this meeting. You can go without any worries!"
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "I'm sorry. I originally wanted to be your vanguard and capture Yangzhou as a gift to you, but now it's impossible."
"Hahaha!" Emperor Zhao laughed loudly and said, "You even beat back Jade Rakshasa. If I can't even destroy the little Ming Zhu Jianan, how can I hold my throne securely?"
Zhou Yi nodded. With Song Wen and Zhao Dibing joining forces, how could a mere Zhu Jianan be their match
"But...how is your injury?"
"No problem!" Zhao Dibing waved his hand and said calmly, "The Xiantian Qiankun Gong of our Song Dynasty Zhao family is very effective in healing injuries, and I have the help of Dragon Yuan. I believe my strength will be restored soon. Moreover, I can finally read the martial arts scroll left by my ancestor Zhao Kuangyin. When we meet again next time, my strength will be even better than before!"
Zhou Yi said with relief: "Then I feel relieved!"
Zhao Dibing gently patted Zhou Yi's shoulder and said, "There will be many enemies on this trip to Shaolin. You made Tang Shangxin and Su Haoran..."
"No need!" Zhou Yi waved his hand and declined, "You are about to conquer the world, and these people are all experts. How can they be bound by such a small matter as mine? It just so happens that Mu Yu wants to send Huang Quan Shidu back to Shaolin Temple, so I can go with him."
"But... ... "
"No buts!" Zhou Yi stood up and faced Zhao Dibing, his eyes full of confidence: "In the whole world, the master who can deal with the combination of me and the little monk has not been born yet!"
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Without much equipment, Zhou Yi and Mu Yu rested for a few days, waiting for their injuries to heal and their strength to recover. Then they set out on their journey. With their physical strength, it was not difficult to travel a thousand miles a day, but it was too tiring and would make them exhausted. So they slowly rushed to Shaolin at a speed of three hundred miles a day.
On the way, I also met many people from the underworld who were going to the same destination. Watching them chatting, bragging, and of course fighting over a disagreement, they lived a life of swords and rain, taking revenge, and it seemed that this was the underworld!
As Mu Yu listened, a dazed expression appeared on his face. He was stunned by their intimidation. It was obvious that in terms of martial arts skills, he was probably one of the top masters in the world, but he still had a pure heart. He was truly enviable.
As for those boastful and bragging people in the martial arts world, Zhou Yi was too lazy to expose them. He mingled with them and actually arrived at Shaolin Temple safely, one day earlier than the scheduled date.
That night, the moon had just climbed up above the branches, but Zhou Yi's mind had already begun to move.
"Mu Yu, let's sneak into Shaolin Temple tonight!" Zhou Yi lowered his voice, leaned over to Mu Yu's ear and whispered.
"Why?" Mu Yu was stunned. He didn't have as many thoughts as Zhou Yi, so he asked the question without thinking.
Zhou Yi knew that he would ask this question, so he was calm and said, "Do you remember the masked monk who captured you and sucked your power from the "Washing Marrow Sutra"? What kind of martial arts did he use?"
"The internal energy is the "Xi Sui Jing", and the rest are some Shaolin Temple martial arts, right? What's wrong?"
"I remember that the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills are never passed on to outsiders, right?"
"But he was able to steal my "Marrow Cleansing Sutra" and secretly learn some Shaolin martial arts, so what can I do?"
"But how did he know that you knew the "Marrow Washing Sutra?"
After Zhou Yi's reminder, Mu Yu seemed to have thought of something and asked in surprise, "What do you mean? That guy is hiding in Shaolin Temple?"
"It's possible!" Zhou Yi frowned and said, "Tomorrow we have to prepare to deal with the challenge of Maranduo. The masters of Shaolin Temple should be practicing martial arts in seclusion. Let's sneak up from the back mountain tonight to take a look. What do you think?"
"Okay! I'm not smart, so I'll listen to Brother Qianbei!" Mu Yu touched the back of his head naively and agreed with a smile.
At night, the two changed into the prepared night clothes, left the yard and headed for Shaolin Temple in Songshan.
The two chose to climb the steep cliff behind Mount Shaoshi. Because of the dangerous terrain, it was difficult for monkeys to climb, and naturally even the guards of the Shaolin Temple were not strict.
Zhou Yi and Mu Yu were both people with profound internal strength. They could even make palm prints on the steep cliffs with their flesh and blood bodies alone. Using the palm prints to generate power, they climbed up step by step. They actually climbed up the back mountain very quickly and broke into the heart of Shaolin Temple.
The mountain behind the Shaolin Temple was just like the Wudang Sect where Zhou Yi grew up, with dense forests and layers of trees that looked like a maze. Both of them were new there, and soon they got lost, confused as a monk.
Fortunately, Zhou Yi's Nine Heavens Spiritual Perception was extremely powerful, and he soon discovered a light-transmitting passage. When he and Mu Yu walked to the end of the light-transmitting passage, he realized that he seemed to have entered a forbidden area of Shaolin that he should not have entered...
Not only does a garden appear before your eyes, but there is also an unusually high and wide stone wall with the two large characters "Shaolin" engraved on it. Even a blind person can tell at a glance that this is Shaolin!
"Could it be that this is the legendary Bodhidharma Stone Wall in Shaolin Temple?" Mu Yu asked doubtfully.
"Dharma Stone Wall, what is that?"
"It is said that after Bodhidharma went to the Central Plains from Nalanda Temple, he settled in Shaoshi Mountain and faced the stone wall at the back of Shaolin Temple for nine years. He finally achieved enlightenment and created the four great Shaolin skills and seventy-two unique skills that were unprecedented and unparalleled. He opened up the Shaolin Temple lineage that has been glorious through the ages and is known as the source of martial arts in the world."
"And this place is probably the Bodhidharma Stone Wall that is considered a forbidden area by Shaolin Temple!"
Following the sight of the wooden fish, Zhou Yi slowly raised his eyes and immediately felt a very mysterious Zen meaning hidden between the stone walls, which made him feel like worshipping. (To be continued)