At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

PS: There are too many things to do, I just finished coding. Thanks to the book friends for the reward, there is one more chapter today, and I will update normally in the last few days.

"What's the matter?"

Bai Shijing glanced coldly at Elder Xu, his eyes fell on Quan Guanqing, and he also felt a little angry at having his ugly deeds exposed.

Although the adultery was known to both of us, he still cared about his reputation and could not bring it up in private like the two of them did.

Quan Guanqing smiled, leaned forward and whispered, "Has Elder Bai decided to confront that Niu?"

Bai Shijing's expression paused slightly, and he couldn't help but frowned, saying, "What if we make it clear? What if we don't make it clear?"

"If we don't make it clear, there's no guarantee that the kid will change his mind at the last minute and ruin our plans." Quan Guanqing slowly stood up and said with his hands behind his back.

"If we make it clear, then we'll see if he refuses or not. If he doesn't refuse, we'll have to make him hand in a letter of surrender. If he refuses, hehe..."

"What is Captain Quan's plan?" Bai Shijing couldn't help but look at Quan Guanqing.

To be honest, although he was seduced by beauty this time and did something shameful, he believed that he still had a bottom line in his heart.

Otherwise, he would not have flatly refused to murder Qiao Feng when that woman threw him into bed a few days ago.

Quan Guanqing smiled lightly, glanced at Elder Xu again, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said faintly:

"This is a major event that involves the safety of the martial arts community. How can we allow it to be leaked? If that kid doesn't know what's best for him, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he will have to stay in Taoyuan County."

"I agree!" Without waiting for Bai Shijing to express his opinion, Elder Xu slammed the table and stood up with a red face.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows how to respect the elderly and love the young, but Niu Dingtian didn't even look at him. He had already been unhappy with him!

Seeing that the two hit it off immediately and looked at him with burning eyes, Bai Shijing frowned and said thoughtfully:
"Just looking at the attitude at the table just now, I know that this person is not easy to deal with. After all, he is not an ordinary person. If I really force him to make a pledge, I am afraid that the gain will outweigh the loss."

As soon as he finished speaking, Quan Guanqing smiled and leaned forward and whispered:

"No matter how difficult he is to get along with, he is still a young man full of vigor and vitality."

"Given Madam's beauty and means, it's hard to say who will force whom."

Bai Shijing was stunned when he heard this, and when he reacted, his face changed slightly.

"boom!"

He was about to refuse sternly when he saw Elder Xu swing his fist and slam the table. His eyes suddenly glared at him and he said sternly:

"Quan! How dare you let your wife accompany his gigolo? I'll chop you to pieces!"

……

But when Niu Dingtian left the Beggars' Sect's territory, it was almost evening.

Holding Black Rose, he walked on the street back to the inn. Not far away, he noticed two figures following him.

"You are really courting death..."

Niu Dingtian shook his head and sighed softly.

He then mounted his horse, ignoring the two people following closely behind him, and went straight back to the inn, entered his room and fell asleep.

Now that the Beggars' Sect had people to search for him, Niu Dingtian did not leave the house for the next two days, except for eating and drinking. He stayed in his room all day to recover his strength.

During these two days, most of the Beggar Gang disciples in Taoyuan City, whether they were on the regular or not, dispersed outside the city, looking for a place called Black Dragon Pond.

Such a big commotion at the Dazhi branch of the Beggars' Sect naturally attracted the attention of spies from other surrounding factions.

No matter what, the Beggars' Sect will never do anything without a purpose!

This was the first thought in everyone's mind, and they began to speculate what the purpose of the Beggar Gang's action was.

Thinking of the "dragon" in the Black Dragon Pond and the "dragon" in the Beggar Gang's Twenty-Eight Dragon Subduing Palms, some people began to imagine.

Gradually, word spread from somewhere that the Black Dragon Pool was suspected to contain the Beggars' Sect's magical skills, which led to the Dazhi branch working so hard to search for it.

As soon as the news came out, a large number of people from the martial arts world flocked to Taoyuan County within one day, and even the inn where Niu Dingtian was staying became crowded.

"Master, our shop is full. Please go somewhere else."

At noon, Niu Dingtian finished his practice and walked out of the room. He drank downstairs while listening to the diners around him talking about Black Dragon Pond. After three glasses of wine, he couldn't help but look towards the door. As soon as his eyes reached the door, he saw the waiter apologizing with a smile to an old monk holding a pestle outside the door.

“What a strong breath.”

Niu Dingtian paused for a moment with the wine glass in his hand, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After all, he had been to the top of the mountain, and even though he was no longer at that level, he still had a special sensitivity to the aura emitted by the powerful internal force.

If Murong Fu's breath was a pond, then the old monk outside the door had definitely become a small lake.

"It's worth a full-scale fight." Niu Dingtian took a sip of wine and thought to himself.

Perhaps sensing the prying eyes, the old monk raised his head and looked, and met Niu Dingtian's eyes. He paused for a moment, then looked at the spacious seat beside him, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Master, if you don't mind, you might as well share a table with me." Niu Dingtian smiled slightly and greeted him at the right time.

There are many dishes on his table, and if he doesn't nod, the waiter will not give him the empty seat even though it is the peak meal time.

"Amitabha, I would like to thank you for your generosity."

"Please, little donor, bring me a bowl of vegetarian noodles."

The old monk picked up the Buddhist pestle, walked slowly to the table, performed a Buddhist salute to Niu Dingtian with one hand, and then gave gentle instructions to the waiter.

After the waiter left, the old monk took his seat. Niu Dingtian picked up the teapot on the table, poured him a glass of water, and said with a smile:
"When you are out and about, be helpful to others and yourself. May I ask your Dharma name, Master?"

The old monk clasped his hands together and nodded, smiling and saying, "You are very lucky. It is a blessing to meet you here. I am Xuanbei from Shaolin Temple."

Mysterious sadness?

Niu Dingtian was startled. The area around the guest table suddenly became quiet, and the wandering people carrying weapons all looked over.

As a senior monk of the Xuan generation in Shaolin Temple, Xuan Bei has been famous for many years. His unique skill, the Great Vajra Pestle, is extremely powerful and has few rivals. He is far beyond the reach of ordinary masters.

"So it's Master Xuanbei." Niu Dingtian clasped his fists slightly and said with a smile: "I'm Niu Dingtian, I've heard of your name for a long time."

“He is Niu Dingtian?”

"Could it be Niu Dingtian who fought fiercely with Gusu Murong in Taihu Lake?"

"This person is so young!"

……

As soon as Niu Dingtian finished speaking, the people from the martial arts world at the surrounding tables began to discuss in low voices, and Xuan Bei's face suddenly became more solemn.

"Master, are you here for the secret manual of magical skills as well?" Niu Dingtian said with a smile.

Xuan Bei shook his head upon hearing this, a warm smile appeared on his old face, and he said:

"Divine power has its own destiny. This poor monk is traveling southwards, and I never expected to meet Young Hero Niu."

Niu Dingtian smiled, raised his glass to Xuan Bei, and said nothing more.

It was because the old monk died at the hands of Murong Bo on his trip to Dali that Murong Fu later took the blame and was targeted by everyone in Shaolin Temple.

Even Murong Bo's victory was narrowly achieved, so one can imagine how deep his internal strength is. At this moment, Niu Dingtian couldn't help but feel itchy to try his skills.

"I am traveling around the world this time, and I want to listen to some teachings from great monks to solve the confusion in my heart. I wonder if the master can give me some advice?"

After drinking a glass of wine, Niu Dingtian slowly put down the glass and asked.

In his previous life, he had no good feelings towards Shaolin Temple. People in the Buddhist sect all talked about the Buddha's compassion, but what they were talking about was the interests of their sect.

Rather than being charitable, chatting with fellow warriors, and making friends, what he cared more about was Xuan Bei's martial arts skills and how to test his skills later.

Xuan Bei's eyes were gentle. He took a sip of tea, looked at Niu Dingtian, and said in a gentle voice:
"Donor, please feel free to speak up. If I can help you solve your doubts, I will not refuse."

Niu Dingtian pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then slowly said, "I see that it is difficult to distinguish good from evil in this world, and people's hearts are complicated. I don't know how to uphold the righteous path in my heart. I hope the master can give me some advice."

After saying this, he refilled Xuan Bei's tea and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

The people in the martial arts world who heard the voices all put down their cups and chopsticks, and looked at the young man in black, or the old monk in apricot-yellow robes, or quietly pricked up their ears to listen to the wonderful music.

Xuan Bei did not hesitate and said thoughtfully:

"Good and evil exist in one's heart. If the heart is right, the body will be right. Just do what you think is right. Don't be deceived by worldly appearances. With compassion and wisdom, you can find the right path in your heart in this troubled world."

Niu Dingtian was startled, and seemed quite surprised by this answer. He stared at Xuan Bei and said softly:

"But what if someone does evil things in the name of goodness?"

"What if a reputable and upright sect seeks to gain the interests of our sect in the name of righteousness?"

Xuan Bei clasped his hands together and said slowly:

“Distinguish right from wrong and use good to overcome evil. However, we should not deny the good of many people because of the evil of one person, nor should we lose our original intention because of temporary difficulties.”

Niu Dingtian frowned and said:

“If one uses extraordinary means to achieve the right path, is that also considered evil?”

“If extraordinary measures are taken for the greater good, does that also count as doing evil?”

“If one knows that a serious mistake has been made, but still resorts to extraordinary measures, resulting in many serious mistakes, is this also considered evil?”

Three consecutive questions made everyone around fall into deep thought. Xuan Bei also looked at Niu Dingtian with deep eyes, as if thinking about something.

He always felt that these words seemed to be deeply targeted, but he had no evidence. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice:

"Extraordinary things may require extraordinary measures, but the means should not deviate from the fundamental principle of kindness, otherwise you will go to hell!"

After hearing this, Niu Dingtian remained silent.

"Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts."

After a while, he clasped his fists towards Xuan Bei, his eyes falling on the other's hands that were as dry as hemp branches. An inexplicable meaning appeared in his eyes.

"I just wonder if Master's martial arts skills were also obtained by following the right path?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the inn suddenly became tense and everyone was surprised.

Xuan Bei's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "My martial arts skills are acquired through years of practice. I only use them to protect myself and uphold the Way. I have never violated my chivalrous heart."

At this moment, no matter how slow-witted he was, he knew that the young man opposite him was not as kind as he imagined.

At this moment, the waiter came over with some vegetarian noodles, and the aroma of the steaming noodles instantly filled the air.

"Master, please use the noodles!"

Before the waiter put down the bowl of noodles in his hand, Niu Dingtian greeted him softly, then touched the corner of the table with his palm. Suddenly, an invisible force lifted up the bowl of noodles and slowly pushed it towards Xuan Bei.

Although the speed was slow, the bowl of noodles was moved in the air. Every inch it moved forward, there was a majestic momentum, pressing towards the opposite side layer by layer.

Xuan Bei's pupils shrank sharply when he saw this. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and slowly pressed down. An invisible force suddenly appeared, blocking the bowl directly, making it unable to move forward any further.

Gradually, between the two of them, on the dining table, with the bowl of noodles floating in the air as the center, two powerful and substantial energy forces began to emerge, entangling each other, unable to be defeated, and sending out wave after wave of air, rushing to the surroundings.

"They are competing in internal strength!"

"Get away from here!"

Seeing this scene, the diners around were shocked one after another. Seeing that the atmosphere in the inn was gradually suppressed, the experienced people in the martial arts world shouted hurriedly and picked up their weapons and retreated far away. (End of this chapter)