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The Buddhist monk wanted Wu Yuxue to explain the situation.

Wu Yuxue nodded and said, "Looks like the old monk's skills are even better than before. It is indeed the grace of Buddha. You don't have to be so polite, just lead the way. "

The Buddhist monk replied, "Yes," then turned around and walked inside.

The young monk that walked over from Wu Yuxue's side said his farewells. He then followed the monk inside.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes and only a pine oil torch was burning nearby. From time to time, it would emit crackling sounds, and wisps of oil smoke would rise into the air before transforming into a clear white dragon that was not dispersed by the wind. It was a strange thing.

The gallery stretched far away, covered with thatch, and covered with stones, the pillars of which were made of thick juniper wood that had been there for many years, and which, over the years, seemed to glow with a layer of white. The entire corridor looked simple and unadorned, but it was ancient and very elegant.

The Buddhist Monk who was walking in front had light, nimble steps and a serene expression. From the looks of it, he knew that his martial arts skills were not ordinary.

After passing through the long corridor and the main hall, they arrived at the stone chamber on the back mountain. Since this was where Monk Chu Yun trained, disciples of the Pingji Temple were not allowed to enter and leave without special permission.

In front of the door stood a pair of stalactites. On top of them stood a tall paper lamp, and the stones on the ground stretched out in a winding manner, making a very artistic spread. In twos and threes, it extended all the way to the end of the stone room.

Wu Yuxue was already a frequent visitor, and her relationship with Monk Chu Yun was already very close. He was very clear about everything here. Take the stones on the ground, for example, if one did not know the profoundness of the stone, it would be very difficult to walk.

When the monk came to this place, he stopped and turned around. He said, "Mister, you can go in yourself. I will go take care of the breakfast."

Wu Yu Xue thanked him and waited until Buddhist Monk turned around to leave before he turned back to the stone meditation room. With a sigh, she asked, "How have you been?"

Just as Wu Yuxue finished her sentence, a person in the stone room sighed and said, "A rabbit is blocking the ancient road. Only then did the fly get caught alive. A... Mi... Tuo … "Buddha …"

Wu Yuxue halted her steps and gritted her teeth in hatred. He knew that it was useless to be angry at her. What the old monk didn't want to say was, even if you put a knife to his neck, you shouldn't even think of making him spit out a single word.

Since Wu Yu Xue's anger was gone, she sighed and helplessly sat down on the chair. She looked at the old monk with a bitter smile and said, "Alright …" Let's not talk about this anymore. "Since you didn't say anything, this trip was a waste of time."

"You didn't come for nothing." The old monk's eyes were full of spirit as he looked at Wu Yuxue and said, "At least we will save you from calamity."

"Dissolve the calamity." Wu Yuxue said with a smile, "Tell me about it."

The old monk nodded and said, "From now on, you will stay with me. After seven days, the world will be peaceful."

"You want me to leave after seven days?" Wu Yuxue asked.

"Right." The old monk said.

"No way!" Wu Yuxue sneered and said, "I've already explained the reason …" "Forget it, I originally wanted to drag you down the mountain and lend me a hand. However, from the looks of it now, my hopes are slim." Even so, Wu Yuxue still held a glimmer of hope. She looked eagerly at the old monk and said, "You know that my 'Iron Body Art' is insufficient. I can't defeat his' Black Hand Barrier '…"

"It's more than 'Black Hand Piercing the Wall' …" The old monk said coldly.

"So …" If you are willing to help me, just with your Jade Pipa and my Yan Clan's unique skill, hmph hmph … Even if he is powerful, he is not our match. "

The old monk smiled coldly and said, "Amitabha... This old monk is someone who has long since stepped out of the mundane world.

Wu Yuxue was stunned and nodded, "Very good! I finally got to know you. "

The old monk chanted another Buddhist prayer before saying, "You and I are in a different situation today, we can't talk about everything at once … Little Yan'er, don't disturb my old monk's state of mind... "Immeasurable Buddha …" When he was chanting, he rubbed the buddhist beads with his hands and slightly lowered his head. He actually closed his eyes.

Wu Yu Xue was stunned for a while. She thought of the calamity that was about to befall the Bai family and couldn't help but be confused. Suddenly, she saw Bai Xiao Jiao's figure. Her deep yet innocent eyes were fixated on her. Just a face waiting to die.

In a split-second, Wu Yuxue was covered in cold sweat.

In terms of relationships, he and the Bai Clan were only friends for a few times, and there was no deep relationship between them. Even if he was only at the White Jade Rank, it was just a conversation. Was there really a need to meddle in this matter? What was more, it was a matter of life and death. And then he just couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, unless he was a wooden person who didn't want to think about it. A man of flesh and blood would never let his words go, let alone show mercy and righteousness.

Even in the direct sunlight, his face was too pale.

Wu Yu Xue's heart was excited and her blood was boiling as if it was going to spurt out. The more she was like this, the more furious she became when she saw the old monk not caring about her. She really wanted to jump up and give him a good kick — "Swallow School" was one of the best places in the martial arts world. This was the result of 'bitter training'. If he succeeded, then all emotions and desires would not be easily affected, so it would not be easy.

Yan Xue (Wu Yu Xue) was quite confident in her family's inherited martial arts. He had gained a lot from this, but today …

The old monk did not actually enter a meditative state. His bright eyes stared at the young man before him through the slits of his eyes. His every move, no matter what he was thinking, could not escape his eyes.

"Ah …" Mi... Tuo … "Buddha …" The old monk said a Buddhist prayer for no reason and thought: "It seems that you are determined to care about this!"

Wu Yuxue replaced the answer with a resolute look.

The old monk murmured, "You have taken my life, I will repay your debts, you love my heart, and I love your beauty. Because of fate, after thousands of trials and tribulations, I have always been tied down …" As he spoke, he opened his eyes and stared straight at the other party.

Wu Yu Xue couldn't help but be shocked by his sharp gaze and subconsciously avoided the gaze of the old monk. After a while, his gaze returned to the old monk's face.

"Little Yan'er, listen to me. You don't need to interfere in this matter." The old monk was actually very sincere, but the young man in front of him was not moved at all.

"Let me tell you the story." The old monk almost begged him, "Do you know how your uncle Yan Zi, Old Heroic Assassin, broke his left arm?"

"What does that have to do with it?" Wu Yuxue asked.

"It does not have anything to do with this, but it does seem like a warning to you." The old monk said.

Wu Yuxue heaved a sigh of relief. Honestly speaking, he was in no mood to listen to these words.

However, the old monk pretended not to know and continued, "Forty-one years ago, no... "Forty-two years ago, on a snowy night, your uncle had meddled with a matter of business in order to save a young nun who refused to go abroad …"

"That's my aunt, 'female flying guard' Shi Mingyu." Wu Yuxue said.

"That's right!" Is Stone... "Mingyu!" The old monk said coldly, "The other party is the notorious' Green Bamboo Tang Lord ', Ear less Old Ni. She had great difficulty in accepting her proud disciple. She wanted to impart her own martial arts to him, but your aunt had no intentions of doing so … That day, I was in the middle of a game of chess with your grandfather. When your uncle came, I still remember the conversation between father and son! "

Wu Yuxue was silently watching the old monk, trying to understand the meaning behind his words.

The old monk snorted and continued, "After the father and son's exchange, your grandfather said that without ears it is not easy to provoke. Since your uncle ignored your grandfather's words, your grandfather asked him how much the Yan Clan's ultimate technique, 'Seventy-Two Swallows Fly', had learned. Your uncle said he would, and your grandfather told him to show it to him. "

Wu Yuxue was startled when she heard this. It seemed like she had heard of this before. However, there was also some doubt. "Wait a moment. Could it be that you saw it with your own eyes?"

The old monk smiled, nodded and said, "Good question! "Your Yan Clan's ultimate technique does not allow outsiders to spy on it. Even I, as its founder, was no exception. I tactfully avoided it."

Wu Yuxue nodded in agreement.

"Your uncle seemed to have performed it when I came back," the old monk said. "Your grandfather let him go."

"Is that because my uncle is already proficient in my family's unique skill?" Wu Yuxue asked.

"No," the old monk said coldly, "your grandfather told me at the time that your uncle didn't even have half the temper."

"Then... Why... "Yet another …?" Wu Yuxue wanted to continue speaking, but the old monk stopped her with a gesture, saying, "Your grandfather continued to play chess with me. Halfway through the game, he stopped talking. When I looked at him, he was actually crying."

Wu Yuxue asked, "Why is that?"

"Sigh!" The old monk sighed and said, "At that time, my buddhist skills were not deep, and I was also lost. When I saw your grandfather crying in his heart, your grandfather unconsciously asked him what was the reason. Your grandfather then told me that your uncle's departure was a calamity, and that even if he didn't die, he would definitely end up with a miserable ending. "

"Ah!" When Wu Yuxue heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.