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"Look at these monks, they're so rich! They're living in guest rooms all the time."
"cut!"
"What's so strange about that? Shaolin Temple has been rich for a long time. Haven't you seen that their Buddha statues are all gilded?"
“These are all minor matters. What I’m more concerned about is that the Shaolin Temple of the Song Dynasty has practically mobilized its entire force this time.”
"What do they want to do?"
"During the last disturbance, there were people from the Shaolin Temple of the Great Song Dynasty among them. Could they be here for revenge?"
Upon hearing this, a wandering swordsman nonchalantly remarked, "Isn't that even better?"
"The Shaolin Temple masters were compassionate and sacrificed their own lives to let us witness Mr. Li's unparalleled swordsmanship."
(vi) Similar to feeding
"They are great people!"
"hey-hey!"
"That makes sense. The master is indeed a master. I admire him!"
Upon hearing these words from the martial arts practitioners, the members of the Great Song Shaolin Temple all had black lines on their faces.
The host probably doesn't really want to do that, does he? Can we beat them?
The chatter in the inn did not stop because of the resentful look in Shaolin Temple's eyes.
Some people are discussing the appearance of Feng Qingyang from Mount Hua, while others are discussing the arrival of Duan Zhengchun.
But no one noticed that there was a small table in the corner of the inn.
A monk, a Taoist priest, a swordsman, and an old servant sat around the table.
"Last time I came in a hurry, so I didn't get to properly appreciate the beauty of Ping An Inn."
"Revisiting this place now, it truly has a unique charm!"
"Oh dear! It's not as mystical as Master Zhang makes it out to be. Young Master's inn is just a place for relaxation." - B
Chapter 219 Discussing Buddhism, Taoism, and the martial world, Ximen Chuixue inquires about the Dao!
Yes, that's who's sitting around this small table.
These are Zhang Sanfeng, Feng Qingyang, and the Sweeper Monk, two living fossils of the martial arts world.
Almost the entire Shaolin Temple came out, and the sweeping monk naturally mingled in the group.
However, in everyone's eyes, he was just an "old monk sweeping the floor," and naturally, he had no share in things like guest rooms.
He originally just wanted to find a quiet corner in the inn to listen to stories, but unexpectedly he sensed three powerful auras in one corner.
Then he received an invitation to sit down.
It's quite a coincidence that Old Huang came into the public eye a long time ago.
At first, everyone really thought he was Jian Jiuhuang, but as time went on, the more they looked at him, the less he resembled him.
Because Old Huang didn't exude any air of a master, over time the wandering travelers in the inn stopped paying attention to him.
Everyone thought that the one who created the world-shaking sword technique "730" was someone else.
Mr. Li simply changed the description of the man's appearance to Old Huang.
However, this disguise could fool most people, but it couldn't fool the highly skilled Feng Qingyang and Zhang Sanfeng.
In response to Lao Huang's words, Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard and smiled, "This is the most precious thing."
"The world is in turmoil, how many people can truly find freedom? I, an old Taoist, have lived for over a hundred years before I finally achieved freedom."
"Mr. Li has attained true freedom at such a young age, which is far more impressive than the old Taoist priest."
"Hahaha!"
"Master Zhang, if that's what you're saying, then am I still trapping myself in my own web?"
Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "But that makes sense. You and Mr. Li are the real free spirits."
"Or rather, am I the only one among you who can't enjoy this freedom?"
The four of them chatted freely at a small table, discussing everything from Buddhism and Taoism to the martial arts world. Anyone who didn't know them would think they were old friends who had known each other for many years.
(What? Why isn't the Sweeper Monk acting aloof? Zhang Sanfeng: Pshaw! It's one thing to show off to a junior, but to try and show off to me? Are you older than me?)
After a while, it was time for the storytelling performance to begin.
That familiar voice rang out again.
"Mr. Li, come out and tell your story!"
Wow!
A figure slowly descended from the skylight, dressed in white like an immortal.
Moreover, having refined the Vajra Blood, Li Chengqian possessed an added touch of Buddhist nature, which made his temperament even more outstanding.
Looking at the figure outside the window, Wang Yuyan in the room couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "His appearance is as elegant as jade, like an immortal."
"Except for your body covered in three layers of snow, who in the world is worthy of wearing white?"
"Mr. Li is indeed a celestial being descended to earth."
Slowly landing on the high platform, Li Chengqian cupped his hands and smiled, "Everyone, it's been a long time!"
"Mr. Li, stop arguing. Don't think we don't know what you're thinking."
"You're just trying to stall for time with small talk, but we won't fall for it."
"That's right, stop rambling and start speaking quickly. I want to hear about Xu Changqing, the great hero of Mount Shu."
"Hehehe!"
Faced with the urging of the crowd, Li Chengqian smiled and said, "Please don't rush, everyone. I will explain now."
Wow!
The folding fan was unfolded, and the inn instantly fell silent.
"Let's pick up where we left off!"
"The head of the Shu Mountain sect, Qingwei, recounts Xu Changqing's past, unaware that Tang Xuejian is eavesdropping under the bed in the room."
Li Chengqian's voice echoed in the inn, and countless martial arts enthusiasts temporarily put aside their worldly concerns.
In all the world, only here can so many martial arts practitioners feel at ease.
Room No. 4, Tianzi.
Ximen Chuixue's face was more gloomy than ever before, because he seemed to hear his own shadow in Mr. Li's story.
If Xu Changqing wants to save Zixuan, he must unlock the memories of her past life.
However, once the memories of his past life are unlocked, Xu Changqing will be burdened by emotions, and he will be unable to attain enlightenment or become an immortal.
Mr. Li, are you referring to Xu Changqing or me, Ximen Chuixue?
Thinking of this, Ximen Chuixue looked at the figure outside.
Even just seeing that girl once made him unable to forget her.
Did Mr. Li foresee this day coming? And what should I do?
Ximen Chuixue was troubled by love, and Lu Xiaofeng, standing beside him, was equally terrified.
However, what he feared was not Ximen Chuixue, but Li Chengqian.
Lu Xiaofeng: This is too amazing! You not only predicted that the two of them would fall in love at first sight, but also...
You even foresaw that Ximen Chuixue would be in a dilemma, and now you've turned this plot into a story.
Is there anything in the world that you don't know?
Room Tianzi No. 1.
Dongfang Bubai's eyes were slightly cold.
She was very dissatisfied with today's storytelling because she felt that Li Chengqian was talking about her.
Tang Xuejian's repeated misdeeds—is he subtly criticizing him?
"Humph!"
"Go ahead and ascend if you want, I don't want you!"
Room No. 5, Tianzi...
Li Xunhuan started chugging wine again.
Zi Xuan's love spans three lifetimes, and she and Xu Changqing are entangled for three lifetimes as well.
But each time, the love was unrequited, and a happy ending was hard to come by.
Lin Shiyin's death, what I did back then, and Long Xiaoyun's betrayal.
As one thing after another flooded his mind, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of Li Xunhuan's mouth.
Zi Xuan and Xu Changqing have a chance to rekindle their romance. Will I have that chance? Is there really an afterlife?
"Ding! The inn staff have been stranded for two hours. Reward: 80000 popularity points."
Li Chengqian: (????)?
Upon hearing the system notification, Li Chengqian's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.
With 80,000 popularity points, just a little more and you can enter the gold prize pool.
This is the salary you should get when you're working.
Let's talk a bit more about 6460 in today's 893 miscellaneous chat.
Slightly pleased, Li Chengqian looked down at the martial arts practitioners who were discussing the matter.
"Damn! Is Tang Xuejian an idiot? She's always the one who ruins things. I hope Mr. Li will shut her up soon."
"Agree!"
"Women will only affect the speed at which we draw our swords. Whether it's Jing Tian or Xu Changqing, they were both implicated by women."