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Yue Fei, who was suddenly swept into the darkness by the torrent, felt his vision turn pitch-black. Because the waterfall had eroded the accumulated embankment, he was able to catch his breath, calming his mind, relying on his deep night vision and inner force, he was able to see the shape of the cave more or less.

The cave was shaped like a trumpet, and the waterfall flowed out to form a dark river, which was closest to the waterfall. The cave entrance was the widest, the deeper one went, the smaller the cave was, and the narrower the river was. From the situation of the crescent boat drifting with the water, the deeper they went into the cave, the lower the ground became. Yue Fei didn't want to give up, so he put down the bamboo pole and allowed the water to carry him and the small boat further away.

Yue Fei did not row the boat, but his head did not stop for a moment. Along the way, the cave wall was flooded with water, and there was no place for him to stand; as for the food box sent by the little monk, he had already reached the end of the river, but he did not discover anything strange in front of him. Could it be that the little monk was trying to conceal his identity?

Just when Yue Fei was worried that the small boat would crash into the cliff in front of him, the narrow river made a turn here.

After turning a corner, there was an empty cave in front of them. The spacious cave was irregular, and many parts of it were criss-crossed. Because the narrow passage blocked the flow of the dark river, the sediment had formed a plain beach here, the whole mountain wall was filled with stalactite milk, the white condensed from polyester made the entire cave as if it was day, the calm dark river disappeared here. Entering the cave made people feel as if they had entered a palace carved from white jade. While Yue Fei was sighing at the supernatural works of nature, he could not help but take a few more glances at the cave's environment.

The small boat was close to the beach, and Yue Fei used his bamboo pole to touch the shore. Other than the creaking sounds of the sand, he could also get on the shore. Yue Fei jumped onto the shore, placed the boat and bamboo pole on the beach, and stepped into the stalactite cave. Yue Fei stood still, carefully searching for a place to stay, but it was so white that he couldn't see any flaws or cracks in the cave.

Just as Yue Fei was looking over, he heard the sound of metal scraping on the ground from where the teeth had intersected. At first, Yue Fei thought it was the sound of water dripping, but after careful observation, it was different from the sound of water dripping, Yue Fei stealthily pulled out his Zhanlu sword, raised his leg, and lightly touched the ground where the teeth had intersected.

Yue Fei had not even arrived at the place yet, when suddenly, a muffled sound of laughter filled with the vicissitudes of life came out from the place where the teeth had intersected. After hearing about Young Hero Yue's reputation, this old monk was disrespectful! Please excuse me! "My apologies!"

It seemed like the little monk was not a good person either, judging from the current situation, the situation was unclear, and he had to go in alone, so he decided to be more careful, and said: "Blood Palm, I wonder how much your martial arts have progressed since we parted. If you lose, who would dare to say anything? Today, I, Yue, have chased you all the way here, to the Blessed Paradise, to the Spirit Orchid Mountain, to be your burial ground.

This kind of arrogant and conceited speech was not Yue Fei's nature. Since he had entered the world, this was the third time Yue Fei had said such words, the first time was when he angered Ouyang Rui at the Taihang Martial Arts Competition, the second time was when he fought against Ouyang Feng at White Hunchback Mountain, causing Ouyang Feng to become angry. This time, he even wanted to anger the bloody handprint and lure him out, so that he could fight in a broad area.

"Hahaha!" What a heroic young hero! This old monk is impressed! " Laughter came from the cave again. Yue Fei was startled, but the Bloody Hand Seal called itself an old monk. No matter who he was, as long as he was a threat to the martial arts world and the people, I, Yue Peng, will never let this matter rest, and said: "Bloody Hand Seal, as a Buddhist disciple, I will keep the rules and regulations, sooner or later, I will pay my respects, but before the Buddha, I will wait for an incense of time.

"Hahaha!" As expected of Zhou Dong old hermit's people, the old monk enlightened, it is a pleasure to meet Young Hero Yue! Seeing you today, you really live up to your name! " The old voice said.

His words caused Yue Fei to be stunned. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Oh! "The bloody handprint that will bring disaster to the martial arts world is Grandmaster Enlightenment. Is Grandmaster Enlightenment the bloody handprint?"

"Young Hero Yue, you misunderstand. A bloody handprint is a bloody handprint, while an enlightened person is an enlightened person. This old monk, Wu Cheng, does not dare to do things that would deceive the world." The reason why I didn't mention my name just now was because I wanted to see Young Hero Yue's courage. Now that I have met you today, you are indeed a young hero. " The old voice said.

Yue Fei was a little confused. It was clearly the sound of a bloody handprint, but for no reason, Master Chen came out. It was difficult for Yue Fei to determine whether his words were true or false. Sui Yan said, "If you are a respected and respected Grandmaster Enlightenment, then you might as well invite Senior out for a chat.

"Young Hero Yue, since when did this old monk not want to go out? In the past two years, you have been the first person to visit this poor monk." "Yes." Oh! "Why is that?" Yue Fei asked in surprise.

"This old monk is a cripple now, locked in a cave. How could he have any freedom? It's just that in the silence, his hearing ability is still quite good. When he heard footsteps on the sand, this old monk guesses that it must be Young Hero Yue." Master Enlightenment said.

"Oh!" How can you judge this one by the sound of my footsteps? " Yue Fei's tone clearly became a lot gentler. He told the old monk that during the day, Young Hero Yue went to the near buddhist temple to search for the poor monk. Since he had no results and had just left the mountain, the old monk thought that after two years, every time Zhi Xin left, he would never return. In the time it took for a meal to eat, only Young Hero Yue had been able to enter the Wu Yun Cave.

"What is it? With the master's cultivation, who can lock down the senior? Even if the body is crippled, the master should pay respects in the temple. Yue Fei asked.

After a long moment of silence, Master Clear Cloud said, "Young Hero Yue, just now you heard the sound of iron chains dragging the ground. Master Clear Water said," Young Hero Yue, just now you heard the sound of iron chains dragging the ground. How could he guess other people's thoughts? The reason he had entered the cave tonight, wasn't because he wanted to get to the bottom of the cave. Wanting to linger around like this, how could he be a real man?

As he thought of this, Yue Fei didn't hesitate as he put his sword back into its scabbard and used his Qing Gong to move closer. It turned out that the connected stalactites were hanging upside down, blocking the entrance, making it hard for anyone who wasn't familiar with the cave's terrain to notice.

After all, there was such a bright light, and Yue Fei could see the old man inside the cave. It was better if he didn't look at him, but with a glance, Yue Fei turned pale with fright, and saw that there was a metal chain on each of the old man's left and right shoulder blades, and also a metal chain on each of his ankles. The iron chain was very long, almost to the point of the cave entrance.

The old man's tall stature was completely different from that of the bloody handprint. He had a round, delicate head, a long, thick beard, and a colourless robe, which was still neatly draped over his body.

Yue Fei entered the cave, bowed and said, "I, Yue Fei, am too ashamed to recognize a high monk. "I'm ashamed!" The old man clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, good! Excellent! Young Hero Yue is very bold, facing such a situation, it is not easy, this old monk is very courteous! "

He extended a hand to invite Yue Fei to sit down. Facing this bound old man, if Yue Fei wanted to be polite again, he would be petty. He invited Master Chen Cheng to not be polite, and then chose a suitable seat to sit down.

Yue Feiyan asked, "Grandmaster Enlightenment, with senior's cultivation, how many people in the world could possibly be a match for a grandmaster? How could you possibly suffer such a tragic fate?" Sigh! It's a long story. " "Grandmaster Enlightenment let out a sigh.

Yue Fei then added, "Master, since your disciple, Wisdom Master, knows that Master is in trouble here, why not ignore it?" Young Hero Yue, are you willing to listen to this old monk's story? " "Yes." I would like to hear more. " Yue Fei replied.

Fifty years ago, the bright peak near the Buddhist temple was filled with incense. The abbot in charge of the close Buddhist temple was a master of martial arts, Buddhist magic, and virtue, and among the younger generation, there was even a senior brother to dispel evil, a junior brother to alleviate suffering, and dozens of disciples.

Before Master Apocalypse left home, he had a daughter named Zha Qian. Due to the fact that her mother died early, she had been living at the foot of the mountain.

As the saying goes: Women change at the age of eighteen. In the past few years, Cha Qian had become an elegant and graceful lady in the eyes of the common people. Due to the need to live, Master Yan Qian often sent some disciples, who she relied on, to give her some useful things.

This disciple was handsome, tall and sturdy, and he was a favorite of Lady Zha Qian. She treated him like her lover, and promised him in her heart that as long as this disciple came, her family would be filled with joy and joy.

But the disciple turned a blind eye to Miss Zha Qian's enthusiasm and turned a deaf ear to it. This made the fiery girl extremely angry; after all, this Senior Brother was a Buddhist disciple, so it was reasonable for him to be a little stiff.

It was a romantic April with mountain flowers, and Ying Shan Hong was the wedding dress of the mountain. When it was time for the disciples to bring gifts for the young lady, the young lady pointed to a cliff that was over two zhang tall, and said to the young monk, "Senior Brother, please do not mistake him as a disciple of Master Chen, please do not mistake him as a disciple of Master Chen — the young monk. There is a very big cuckoo there, I like it so much, so help me take it off!"

The young monk took a quick glance before he picked the rhododendron and placed it on the ground, preparing to leave. Cha Qian could not take it anymore and said coquettishly, "Oh! You have dirty my flowers. I don't want it, I don't want it.

This time, the young monk did not dare act rashly. He gently placed the azaleas on the table and turned around, only to see that Lady Zha Qian was still unrelenting. "No, no, you broke my petal." As he said this, he pinched the petals with his fingers when the young monk wasn't paying attention and the petals landed on the table.

The young monk said innocently, "No! It was clearly a perfectly fine flower, how could it have shattered? " Lady Zha Qian deliberately said huffily, "Oh! Are you saying that I wronged you, that if you Buddhist do not use words, then I will use words! I want to talk to your abbot about this. "

The little monk said fearfully, "Amitabha! "My lady, please calm down. This is not what I meant. I will pick another one for you." He looked around for the red and large azaleas, a "dragonfly skimming the water", picking the flowers in his hands.

This time, the young monk holding the cuckoo was obviously at a loss. The cuckoo flower in his hand was like a hot potato, not knowing what to do, he said: "Female benefactor, flowers …" "This …" Seeing the little monk's embarrassed expression, Lady Cha Qian laughed like a silver bell. She was half shy and half commanding, "You will flower... Youre going to flower... Put it on my head. " As he finished speaking, he turned around shyly, waiting for the young monk to place the flower on his head. Unavoidably, he felt a surge of happiness.

After a short while, Zha Qian felt the azaleas on her head and turned around abruptly. There was still the shadow of the young monk, who was stunned for a moment when Zha Qian turned around and used the "Polo Bloom" from the "Doloro Leaf Finger" to insert the flower into her hair bun. Then, he used the method of "crossing the river with a bucket" and left the hut long ago.

She stomped her feet in anger and said hatefully, "Hmph! "See how I'll deal with you next time." Even so, Lady Zha Qian was still very satisfied. After all, it was not easy for a simple and honest young monk to pick flowers for her three times.