Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World

Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 732

Walking slowly in the courtyard of Shaolin Temple, Huo Yuanzhen still had nameless words echoing in his mind.

"Only be outwitted, not rival", this is Wuming's advice to himself.

Obviously, Wuming has realized the strength of the incoming person. This is the result of a brief discussion between himself and him. It is best not to fight.

And Huo Yuanzhen didn't think that a battle was going to happen today. The white-robed woman appeared very strange, but she didn't show any hostility.

Under the moonlight, a long shadow was drawn from his body, and Huo Yuanzhen strolled to the front of the Guanyin Temple.

From a distance, a white clothed man stood at the entrance of the Guanyin Temple, with his hands on his back, looking at the statue of Bodhisattva Guanyin in the Buddha Temple, wondering what he was thinking.

It's still the big white robe that can't tell the body, or the huge hat that can't tell the face. Under the pale moonlight, there is an unreal feeling.

Huo Yuanzhen walked over slowly, facing the back of the white-robed woman and said, "Whenever there is a mountain, you need to open a road, and when you enter the temple to worship the Buddha, don't the donor know this?"

As the Abbot of Shaolin, Huo Yuanzhen has always maintained a respectful attitude towards the Buddha. Seeing someone standing there staring directly at Bodhisattva, he was still a little uncomfortable.

The white-robed woman didn't look back, but answered Huo Yuanzhen in her soft and gentle voice: "I can jump over every mountain, I don't need to open the way, I entered the temple to tell you something. , of course, there is no need to bow to the Buddha."

Huo Yuanzhen slightly frowned, the woman's words did not mean respect, but it did not make people feel like they wanted to get angry.

"You monk is quite smart and knowledgeable. Knowing the couplet of Guanyin, you can also think of me waiting for you here."

The white-robed woman seems to praise Huo Yuanzhen said a few words, but Huo Yuanzhen didn't hear any fluctuations in her emotions, and she didn't know whether the compliment was sincere or fake.

The two sentences that the woman and Huo Yuanzhen received during the day were a couplet from Bodhisattva Guanyin. The woman in white robe told Huo Yuanzhen in this way that she wanted to meet him here.

Huo Yuanzhen's thoughts are a bit turbulent. If he can't understand her words or connect the couplet, how will the other party see him?

Now is obviously not the time to slip away, Huo Yuanzhen opened the mouth again and said: "benefactress, this poor monk also wants to ask you something."

"Well, so do you. The person who is about to die, just ask what you want to ask, if I know it, and it is not a secret thing, I will tell you, and I will ask you when you are finished."

The white-robed woman He almost made Huo Yuanzhen faint on the spot, why is he going to die? Are you going to hit me suddenly?

Although the white-robed girl didn't look back, she seemed to sense what Huo Yuanzhen was thinking, "Mo Tianxie has come to challenge you, I don't think you are very hopeful to survive."

As she spoke, the white-robed woman came directly to the futon in front of the Guanyin Hall, sat down in front of one of the big futons, and turned her back to the Guanyin Hall.

It is rare to see such casual people in temples, and Huo Yuanzhen was not used to it for a while.

But he couldn't force everyone to pay homage to the Buddha, so he had to turn a blind eye to the matter for the time being.

However, he still had to ask many questions in front of the white-robed girl.

After pacing back and forth a few steps, Huo Yuanzhen's eyes fell on the woman.

Huo Yuanzhen has a feeling that although this woman wants to ask herself some questions, she doesn't seem to be in a hurry, and even has an attitude of being able to ask or not to ask, even though she said that she should ask herself first, she I looked bored and waited there. I actually raised the index and middle fingers of my left hand, two fingers facing down, walking back and forth, jumping, and even dancing on the ground like a little person.

Looking at the huge hat, Huo Yuanzhen asked the question in his heart.

"Who are you?"

The woman was spinning with two fingers without any pause. She seemed to have known that Huo Yuanzhen was going to ask this, and said casually: "Very much. You'll find out soon."

"You know Ding Bu'er?"

"Yes."

Hearing this answer, Huo Yuanzhen felt in his heart There was already a judgment, and instead of asking another question, a request was made.

"Can you take off the bamboo hat, this poor monk wants to confirm something."

The woman's movements suddenly stagnated: "Don't take it off, just talk like that. Isn't it bad?"

Although Huo Yuanzhen didn't know what she was worried about, since she said so, Huo Yuanzhen couldn't force it, said with a slight smile: "Alright, then I don't know if the benefactress came to Shaolin What do you want to find this poor monk?"

The woman retracted her hand, and then straightened her waist, but under the cover of the wide white robe, she could not see her figure.

"I want to ask you, what is the relationship between you and Li Qinghua?"

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned for a moment, then, if he realized something, he thought about it: "We are friends. ?"

"What kind of friend?"

"A very close friend."

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, the white-robed girl paused, Then he said: "Then what kind of relationship do you have with An Ruhua?"

"It's the same as Li Qinghua."

Huo Yuanzhen doesn't know if she can understand I mean, but I can only answer like this right now, other answers are inappropriate.

"What about Dongfangqing? Is it the same?"

This white-robed woman seems to know a lot of people and a lot of things. Although Huo Yuanzhen can answer, she always feels in her heart Ashamed.

"That's right."

Huo Yuanzhen replied, he almost knew who the woman in front of him was, but he didn't understand why she asked An Ruhuan?

I felt a little nervous in my heart. If she was really the legendary character, why did she come? Are you planning to settle accounts with yourself?

After the woman finished asking, she didn't say anything accusing like Huo Yuanzhen thought, but hesitated for a long time before asking, "How did you do it? "

"Ah....this poor monk...."

Huo Yuanzhen didn't understand, the woman said again: "I mean, you How can you get along so well with these women? Don't you feel tired? Don't you feel annoyed?"

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned, the white-robed woman in front of him was very strange.

"Why do you feel tired and annoyed?"

"I think Dongfangqing is very annoying. Li Qinghua has also lost her Sect, and she has to worry about Dongfangqing's revenge. , it should also be annoying, you are sandwiched between the two of them, why don't you find it annoying?"

The woman's question was a little naive, but it was very simple and clear, pointing directly to the essence of the problem, in her opinion Come, it is difficult to find a solution to the problem of Dongfang Qing and Li Qinghua.

It can also be said that this woman has no pretense at all. She used the simplest words to express some complex issues.

And when she spoke, she was still a little absent-minded, Huo Yuanzhen could feel it.

This is the first time I have dealt with such a person, Huo Yuanzhen thought for a while: "This poor monk believes that whether people are annoying or not is determined by their mentality, with a good heart, specific goals and goals. Pursuit, then people will have motivation, and they will not feel bored in doing things... On the contrary, if there is no ideal and pursuit in the heart, then whatever you do will be boring."

Huo Yuanzhen had already seen some of the woman's mentality and her unpretentious character, so she simply pointed it out.

"Ideal.... Pursuit, then what is your ideal and pursuit?"

The woman stopped playing with her fingers and asked Huo Yuanzhen slightly solemnly .

Huo Yuanzhen said without the slightest hesitation: "The ideal of this poor monk is to be able to return to the vulgarity, and the pursuit is to live a happy and happy life."

The woman lifts the head in amazement, Looking at the monk in front of her with a blushing face and a heartbeat, she thought that Huo Yuanzhen could say a lot, but didn't expect the other party to say that ideals are vulgar.

When she looked up, she saw Huo Yuanzhen's face, and Huo Yuanzhen also saw the faintly discernible face under the bamboo hat.

Although it wasn't real, Huo Yuanzhen's heart felt as if he had received a heavy blow from that startling glance.

A dreamy face, maybe only that person has such a face.

Huo Yuanzhen wanted to make sure that this white-robed woman was the person he imagined.

Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuanzhen said, "Li Qinghua's flying knife is very difficult to deal with, and I don't know how it is better than her Master?"

The woman in white robe did not answer.

"She founded the Falling Flower Sect, Megatron Martial Arts, this poor monk thinks her Master will be proud of her."

Speaking, his eyes swept across, The woman in the white robe remained indifferent.

But Huo Yuanzhen was not discouraged, and continued: "Dongfangqing served as Murim Alliance Lord, breaking through to Innate Perfection, Sunflower Treasure Scripture and Heavenly Demon Eight Sounds let Jianghu people become terror-stricken at the news, really. I don't know how her Master taught such an excellent Disciple."

The white-robed woman seemed to smile, although Huo Yuanzhen couldn't see it, she did feel that the other party was smiling, but it didn't matter. With a radical expression, Huo Yuanzhen was also unsure of the identity of the other party.

But Huo Yuanzhen still has a way, and continued: "Mo Tianxie's rain-covering sword has extraordinary formidable power. He entered Innate Perfection with this move, and now he is also the lord of the cult. I don't know who Li Qinghua, Dongfang Qing and Mo Tianxie are, who is the most accomplished Disciple in the eyes of their Master?"

The woman raised her head and seemed to want to shake her long hair, but suddenly realized When you reach the hat you are wearing, the movement stops halfway through.

However, Huo Yuanzhen's words have no effect.

Huo Yuanzhen face doesn't change, and continued: "Zhu Yuan is now my Shaolin third generation disciple, and the acquaintance monk in front of the mountain gate. If you calculate the seniority, it is this poor monk. Disciple, then even if his Master Ran Dongye came here, he would probably be called this poor monk senior, haha, but I don't know if she called me Master or Martial Uncle? The things in this world are really interesting."

His voice didn't fall, he had always looked relaxed, just like the white-robed woman who came to chat with Huo Yuanzhen, the relaxed look disappeared without a trace, and she flicked angrily. Head, fiercely gave Huo Yuanzhen a blank look.

Huo Yuanzhen slightly nods, not afraid that you will be angry, but that you will not respond, so it seems that something should be confirmed.

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PS: This chapter was supposed to be updated last night, but I was tired and fell asleep when I wrote it after ten o'clock, so I only got up this morning to update it. I'm very sorry. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)