"Creak, creak..." The mechanical sound on the mountain wall finally stopped, and several old monks were seen slowly walking out from the cave.
White eyebrows, white beard, wrinkles, and dry skin all show the grayness of time.
"Awakening Master."
Sikong Laodao, the leader of Wudang in the stands, his expression became extremely solemn when he saw the first old monk coming out.
Master Awakening, the previous generation elder of the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Shaolin Temple, was of the same generation as Master Sikong Laotao. He was a bit older than Master Sikong Laotao. Even Master Sikong Laotao was respectful and polite when he met Master Awakening.
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At that time, the Awakening Master was very famous in the entire Chinese martial arts world. Even if he wanted to be the head of the Shaolin Temple, there was no problem. However, the Awakening Master at that time had no interest in the identity of the Shaolin head.
He devoted himself to training all his life, and only wanted to climb to the highest peak of martial arts. He spent all his time in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion, studying Shaolin martial arts. People in the world gave him the title of Shaolin Martial Arts Idiot, and he was known as the number one master of Chinese martial arts in that era.
"This old monk is actually still alive."
After Sikong Laodao recognized this old monk, he took a breath of cold air.
Sikong Laodao's master passed away ten years ago. At that time, Sikong Laodao's master was already ninety-five years old when he passed away. And this awakened master was at least ten years older than his master at that time. Then
Doesn't it mean that this old guy is nearly one hundred and twenty years old?
"That one is Juechun, and there are Juehong, Jueyue, and Shi Yongxing."
As the old monks came out one by one, the expressions of the heads of the twenty-three major forces and family heads in the stands became more solemn, and there were gasps of cold air.
These five old monks, Wu Chi Awakening aside, the remaining four old monks were all well-known figures in the martial arts world decades ago, and none of them was famous throughout the world.
"Ahem, cough, cough! I really didn't expect that the old monk and I have not been born for decades, but there are still people who know the old monk and me.
Little guy, you look familiar to me. If I wasn’t an old fool, you should be Xiao Zhong’s disciple. I remember the last time I saw you, it was fifty years ago. You were still a hairy boy at that time.
The head boy."
The leader of the Awakening Master's eyes flashed with cold light.
He looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind, but being targeted by this old monk made even a top martial arts master like Sikong Laodao feel doubly stressed.
"Little guy?"
Everyone was shocked to hear that such an old monk was looking at one of the martial arts masters, the leader of Wudang Sect, Sikong Laodao, who called him little guy.
However, Sikong Laodao had a bitter expression on his face at this time and managed to force out a smile.
In this world, the only ones who dare to talk to Sikong Laodao, the leader of the Wudang Sect, are the old monks in front of me, especially this awakening master.
Others may not be able to tell who the little bell that Master Awakening mentioned just now is, but Sikong Laodao knew that the little bell that the old monk spoke of was none other than his master, Taoist Master Zhong Hua. Even Sikong Laodao’s master was surprised when he saw it.
It's very respectful. It's definitely not an exaggeration to call Mr. Sikong a "little guy".
"Master Sikong, the leader of Wudang, has met Senior Awakening."
Old Taoist Sikong didn't dare to show off at all, so he stood up and bowed respectfully to Awakening.
At this moment, Sikong Laodao has decided that the alliance with Li Erdan will be terminated immediately, and he must break away from Li Erdan, otherwise, the Wudang Sect will face annihilation.
These old monks in front of me were the top masters of the Great Perfection in the late prefecture-level decades ago. They have devoted themselves to practicing for so many years. Every one of them is unfathomable. If the hermits and cultivators cannot come out, these five
An old monk is an invincible existence.
Hey! Little friend Li Erdan, it’s not that I, Sikong, is unethical, I am the leader of a sect after all, and I think about my entire sect.
Old Taoist Sikong thought that Li Erdan helped him refine elixirs, and those three first-grade elixirs were probably the guarantee for him to break through to the heaven level in the future. But now that he had to betray this ally, Old Taoist Sikong felt a little guilty in his heart.
At this moment, those who hold the same idea as Sikong Laodao include Feng Changqing of the Kongtong Sect, Zheng Baishun of the Diancang Sect, Lang Tieqiao of the Qingcheng Sect, and Hu Qingming of the Hu Family in the Desert.
Even among the four major teams, the families represented by the elders such as Long Shaoyun, Gao Qiang and others secretly decided at this moment that their family's power must not lie in this muddy water, lest it bring disaster to the family.
If I were to say that I was happiest at this time, it would be Shi Yongxin.
At this time, after Shi Yongxin respectfully saluted several old monks, he narrowed his small eyes into a small slit and began to look at the changes in the expressions of the twenty-three major power leaders in the stands, especially when he saw the expressions of the master Sikong.
My uncle was so respectful, and I was secretly proud of him.
You bastards, didn’t you think that our Shaolin Temple can still have such a strong foundation? Over the years, I, Shi Yongxin, have been strategizing and sparing no effort, spending a lot of human, financial and material resources to buy, acquire and rob all kinds of heaven and earth elixirs.
, just give it to these old monks, so that these old monks can live to this day.
Over the years, Shi Yonghu and Shi Yongshan have secretly and cryptically suggested to me, asking me to give up these old guys and keep the financial resources to develop and strengthen myself. I have resisted all opinions, and today I can finally use this trump card.
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Seeing the heads of the twenty-three first-class powerful families in the stands, and seeing the obedient looks of several old monks coming out, Shi Yongxin had the urge to look up to the sky and scream.
"Junior brother, what's going on? What's going on in our Shaolin?"
A young old monk asked with cold eyes.
The reason why this old monk is said to be young is that compared to the other four old monks, this old monk has a little less trace of age on his face, so he looks young.
Shi Yongxing, senior brother of the Shi generation, is nearly twenty years older than Shi Yongxin, and is also a well-known figure in the Shaolin Temple. When the previous head of the Shaolin Temple abdicated, Shi Yongxing was already nearly seventy years old. Otherwise, he would not have been able to reincarnate at all.
Shi Yongxin would not have been able to become the head of Shaolin.
"Senior Brother, several uncles and uncles, I, the incompetent abbot, asked a little devil to kill us in Shaolin. Several juniors at the late prefecture level died tragically. Take a look, their bodies are still there.
Their blood has not yet dried, and I am really unable to avenge them, so I have no choice but to call my senior brother and several uncles to solve the biggest crisis in Shaolin for thousands of years."
Shi Yongxin said with runny nose and tears, what he said was pitiful.
"Who, who is so bold, wants to destroy our Shaolin Temple and kill our disciples in our Shaolin Temple? Come forward."
Shi Yongxing's eyes instantly became cold and stern, and a murderous aura rose in his heart.
Several old monks actually found several corpses on the ground when they came out, but they all suppressed their anger. Now hearing Shi Yongxin's cry, they couldn't help but become furious.