Chapter 484

For the long Nu lie, no one on the scene to expose, to avoid her embarrassment.

Fang Bai's eyes turned from long Nu to long Jingtian. After looking at long Jingtian for a few times, Fang Bai said politely, "this old man is the grandfather of group leader long. I heard the old man's name mentioned by group leader long before. When I saw him today, he was worthy of his reputation. Disrespect! Disrespect

When Fang Bai joined the Dragon Guard, he knew that her grandfather was named long Jingtian. He was the current leader of the legendary Dragon Guard, but he never met with long Jingtian.

On the way to Shaolin, Fang Bai released his divine sense and found out that Longnu and a Tian level warrior were following his apprentices. Although he had guessed that the Tian level warrior might also be a member of the "Dragon Guard", he did not know that it would be long Jingtian himself.

It's no wonder that the mysterious and powerful "Dragon Guard" of China was praised as the "guardian of China" by the warriors of ancient martial arts.

Long Jingtian is also the first time to see Fang Bai. His sophisticated eyes twinkle. He looks at Fang Bai with great interest. The more he sees, the more surprised he is.

In the eyes of long Jingtian, Fang Bai has a demeanor of being aloof from the world, superior to the common customs, and never haunted by anything. Looking at the whole Chinese secular and ancient martial arts world, the only people who can do this, including his dragon Jingtian, are just a few people who can do this.

What's even more surprising to the dragon is that Fang Baiming has only the first level cultivation at the prefecture level. However, no matter how he intimidates him, he is not affected at all. He has the tendency of "I will not be affected by the wind and waves you may encounter.".

It's unbelievable that a man of the first rank at the prefecture level can resist the pressure of a warrior at the heaven level.

This square white, either is concealing own strength, the real cultivation is higher than oneself.

Or they have cultivated extremely powerful skills and have the ability of leapfrog fighting.

Long Jingtian's heart is more inclined to the latter, otherwise a person is only 20 years old, but his strength surpasses his existence. It is too hard for people to accept, and it is almost unheard of.

"Four benefactors, please talk to me at the back mountain tower. My elder martial brother Xuannan is waiting for you!"

Long Jingtian has countless questions in his mind. He wanted to hold Fang Bai and ask him to understand. However, he was interrupted by xuanku's voice.

"Well, let's meet Master Xuannan together!"

Long Jingtian knows that this is not a suitable place to talk, so he decides to wait until he leaves Shaolin and then chat with Fang Bai carefully.

"The seven of you, come here with us!"

Xuanku looked at his seven Shaolin old monks, including his Abbot Jue Ren, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion elder Jueyi, Dharma hall elder Jue Li, Prajna hall elder Jue Zhi, Luohan hall elder Juexin, commandment hall elder Jue Cong, Zhike hall elder Jueming, and said faintly.

"Yes."

Seven old monks, such as Jue Jen, answered, and were overjoyed.

They already know that Xuannan is a heaven level martial artist. If you go to Tallinn and are lucky to get Xuannan's advice, they will be of great benefit for their whole life.

At present, xuanku led the way ahead, Fang Bai and long Jingtian walked side by side, Guishou and Longnu followed closely, and seven elders, including Jueren, followed behind and walked towards the Pagoda Forest in the back mountain.

The Pagoda Forest of Shaolin is composed of hundreds of large and small tower shaped buildings, mainly masonry structure, high and low, arranged in different shapes.

In the Pagoda Forest, there are not only tombs where the bodies of eminent monks of all ages are placed, but also those for monks to practice in seclusion. It is a forbidden area in Shaolin. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter.

The most prominent one in the tower forest is a nine story Pagoda in the middle. The nine story pagoda is built on the highest part of the terrain. It looks solemn and simple, full of the vicissitudes of time.

Standing at the bottom of the nine story pagoda, you will feel a kind of heavy and heavy pressure like a mountain. If you are a little weaker, you will not be able to breathe under this kind of pressure. You have to avoid it far away.

The gate of the nine story pagoda was originally locked and closed, but now it is concealed. I don't know who opened it.

When Fang Bai, Guishou, long Jingtian, Longnu, xuanku, and Jueren came to the nine story pagoda, xuanku said solemnly: "this nine story pagoda is called the Wudao pagoda. It contains the most powerful martial arts inheritance in Shaolin. Only Shaolin disciples who have reached the level of prefectural perfection and are expected to break through the heaven level realm can learn the cultivation in it ……”

When xuanku said this, he shook his head and sighed, and continued: "unfortunately, since senior brother Xuannan, none of Shaolin's disciples has been able to reach the requirements of entering the pagoda to understand and practice in the past 100 years, so elder martial brother Xuannan has to guard in the tower all the time..."

Seeing that xuanku's eyes swept over them, the seven old monks, such as juehen, felt ashamed with disappointment in their eyes.

In the past hundred years, Shaolin disciples have gone through generation after generation. Not to mention the prefectural level's perfection, even the high-level ones at the prefecture level are hard to see. It's really not competitive.

In juaren's generation, the strongest warrior monk is the middle rank of the prefecture level.

And Jue Jen is 60 years old. It is almost impossible for him to reach the level of Jin and enter the nine storey pagoda for enlightenment and cultivation.

"Xuanku, the distinguished guest has arrived. Would you like to enter the tower for a talk?"Xuanku wanted to say something more. Suddenly, an old and deep voice came from the tower, which reverberated in the ears of everyone under the tower.

"Yes, elder martial brother! Benefactors, please follow me into the tower

Xuanku responded and made a gesture of invitation to long Jingtian and Fang Bai. Then he led the way in front of him. Fang Bai and long Jingtian were still behind. Others followed in turn and entered the tower.

This "Wudao pagoda" has gone through thousands of years. Under the erosion of wind and rain, its appearance looks very old, but the tower is clean and almost spotless.

"Wudao pagoda is the holy land of Shaolin. Since it was built, it has been managed by a specially assigned person. After elder martial brother Xuannan entered the pagoda to practice, I took over the task of cleaning. I cleaned it every morning and evening, and was responsible for the daily life of senior brother Xuannan. Time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, it has been decades... "

Xuanku said with emotion while walking.

Everyone was listening to xuanku, but Fang Bai's divine consciousness had already spread and reached the ninth floor of the tower.

On the ninth floor, there is only a bookcase and an old monk.

There are several yellowed ancient books in the bookcase, which are obviously very old. From the literal meaning of the cover of the ancient books, we can understand that these are the inheritance of Shaolin's martial arts.

The old monk sat cross legged on a futon. He looked haggard, with long beard and long eyebrows. He looked older than the monk who swept the floor.

Although the old monk has restrained his martial spirit, Fang Bai can still feel his accomplishments.

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