Li Ying saw a strange look on his face and chuckled: "Why, senior, you actually know about Jinguang Temple?"
"What are you doing with Jinguang Temple?"
"We once saw a record about Jinguang Temple in an ancient book. It is said that Jinguang Temple is also a great temple, so we came to take a look."
"You actually know the location of Jinguang Temple?" The old man in gray robe frowned and said, "You can be considered a thoughtful person."
"This is natural." Li Ying nodded: "We admire Jinguang Temple very much and searched hard for it."
"What do you want from Jinguang Temple?"
"Let's see if there are any relics or belongings of any master, so that we can understand Buddhism."
"Hmm..." The old man in gray robe looked at Fakong.
Fakong was as calm as water and allowed Li Ying to speak.
Li Ying chuckled and said, "We're leaving this time. You won't be entangled anymore, right?"
The old man in gray robe was silent for a moment.
Li Ying's show of weakness made him not only less courageous, but also more vigilant.
A handsome middle-aged man floated over and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Fang, they said they were looking for Jinguang Temple, but who knows if that's true or not. They might be plotting against our White Crane Sect!"
The old man in gray robe turned his head and glared at him fiercely.
The handsome middle-aged man said unconvinced: "Uncle Master..."
There are only two of them, and there are seven of them, not to mention four grand masters, which is more than enough to deal with them.
I really don’t know what kind of evil the uncle has committed. Could it be that he was moved by the beauty of this woman?
Uncle, is this old tree sprouting new shoots?
He cursed endlessly.
The old man in gray robe said slowly: "Shut up! Mouth!"
"It's better to keep them." Junyi, a middle-aged man, said unconvinced: "If we leave like this, we will be in endless trouble."
"Shut up!" the old man in gray robe shouted.
His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he glared fiercely at the handsome middle-aged man.
Li Ying looked at the seven of them with a smile, and shook her head secretly. Sure enough, Jiang was old and hot.
The six of them were not aware of the danger yet, but the old guy was aware of it, obviously due to experience.
Being able to live to this age is definitely not a fluke.
It must have gone through countless lives and deaths to hone such intuition, the intuition for danger.
And this intuition should have helped him overcome countless dangers.
Did he have extraordinary intuition first, so he survived many dangers and survived until now, or did he develop such extraordinary intuition after going through many dangers?
The handsome middle-aged man was still unconvinced. Even though he was glared at by the old man in gray robe, he wanted to speak again. As soon as he opened his mouth, the old man in gray robe waved his sleeves away and landed a hundred meters away.
The handsome middle-aged man's face turned red, he became angry with embarrassment, and glared at the gray-robed old man fiercely.
The old man in gray robe also stared at him fiercely. The two of them stared at each other like two wolves, and they were in a stalemate for a while.
The other five middle-aged people smiled bitterly, but they didn't know what to say.
One is an elder, and the other is the elder's nephew. There is really nothing I can do to persuade him. Maybe the repeated persuasion will cause them to act in unison, and then I will no longer be a human being.
After the middle-aged Junyi glared for a few times, he knew that he couldn't beat him, so he could only suppress his anger.
The old man in gray robe saw him retracting, then he snorted, turned to look at Li Ying and Fakong, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "You two, please."
Li Ying chuckled lightly, shook her head and said, "If you let us go like this, I'm afraid we'll be in trouble."
"If you don't care about the heroine, please——!"
"Senior, do you know the details of Jinguang Temple?"
"Jinguang Temple, I have indeed heard of it."
"I would like to hear the details!" Li Ying said curiously: "Senior, you won't be stingy in giving me advice, right?"
"Actually, there's nothing much to say. It's just an ancient temple."
Li Ying smiled and shook her head: "Senior is trying to fool us."
"...I don't know much." The old man in gray robe said solemnly: "I only know that the Jinguang Temple back then was extremely powerful and not something that ordinary sects can match."
"They are not comparable to ordinary sects, which means they are very powerful. How powerful are they?"
"It's been so long that I can't explain clearly. I only know a general idea of the situation. How can I know the details?" The old man in gray robe shook his head and said, "After all, I am not from that era."
"Baihemen..." Li Ying nodded lightly.
The handsome middle-aged man has drifted back and is extremely unhappy with the gray-robed old man's attitude.
This is simply a step back.
At the beginning, I wanted to keep them, but now not only do I not keep them, I even talk to them in a nice and angry manner.
And the woman has obviously surrendered, as if she is afraid of their Baihemen, why is the uncle still so humble?
They were extremely puzzled, but limited by the authority of the elders, they could only stare angrily to express their dissatisfaction.
Li Ying turned to look at Fakong.
Fakong looked at the gray-robed old man thoughtfully.
Li Ying looked at his expression and said with a smile: "Is your senior a descendant of the lay disciples of Jinguang Temple?"
The old man in gray robe was startled, then quickly shook his head.
"Senior is indeed dishonest." Li Ying chuckled and said, "Actually, we are just paying our respects."
"You two made a mistake." The old man in gray robe said solemnly.
Li Ying smiled and said: "The Supreme Golden Light Spell..."
The expression of the old man in gray robe changed slightly, but he was busy and recovered again.
Li Ying shook her head and sighed: "It's such a pity that senior is so stingy."
"...The existence of the Supreme Golden Light Curse is rarely known to the world. How do you know about it?" The old man in gray robe hesitated and said.
"Of course there is a chance." Li Ying said with a smile: "Senior, do you know which eminent monk has mastered this spell?"
"Although the Supreme Golden Light Spell is powerful, no one has mastered it." The old man in gray robe said solemnly.
"Really not?"
"Really not!"
"Well..." Li Ying shook her head: "No one can practice such a wonderful Buddhist mantra."
"Yeah..." The old man in gray robe sighed: "Future generations can only blame themselves for being unworthy and incompetent."
"Then I'll say goodbye." Li Ying glanced at Fakong.
Fa Kong nodded lightly.
"I'm sorry to send you off so far." The old man in gray robe clasped his fists and saluted Fa Konghe: "Although the Supreme Golden Light Mantra is wonderful, after all it is just a Buddhist mantra, a legendary mantra. Master, you don't have to be too persistent."
Fa Kong smiles.
He still admired this old man in gray robe. It was true that having an old man in the family was like having a treasure.
According to the temper of those six middle-aged people, they would never let the two of them go. Once they did something, they would be injured at least or lose their martial arts skills at worst.
For the White Crane Clan, having several great masters injured is not a small loss. They may continue to entangle and then be killed by Li Ying, resulting in heavy losses.
Li Ying looked at the handsome middle-aged man with a smile, and her clear eyes swept over the other five people, like the water in a lake.
"Farewell." She chuckled, and she and Fa Kong turned around and walked away.
The handsome middle-aged man took one step forward and wanted to speak.
"Bang!" He was once again swept away by the sleeve of the gray-robed old man, and landed on a hill a hundred meters away.
The old man in gray robe stared coldly at the backs of Fakong and Li Ying until the two of them disappeared into the night, then he let out a long breath.
His body relaxed, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
"Elder Fang..." A middle-aged man with an average appearance clasped his fists and asked cautiously: "What's weird about them?"
"Huh, you're looking for death!" the old man in gray robe said angrily: "I almost died this time!"
"What a fuss!" Middle-aged Junyi came back again and said unconvinced: "They are just two guys, their cultivation is average."
He had carefully sensed that one had a very shallow cultivation level, while the other could only reach the level of a grand master.