As the voice was uttered, a figure floated lightly from the location of the ancient temple, like a kite.
It appeared to move very gently, yet it was like a phantom, and its speed was extremely fast.
In less than a breath, they traversed a hundred feet and landed a few feet below the back mountain.
He was a gaunt old man dressed in a blue robe and holding a broom in his hand. At first glance, he looked just like an ordinary, elderly monk sweeping the floor in a typical temple.
As the sweeping monk appeared in the sky above the back mountain, his rapidly moving figure suddenly froze in mid-air, and then slowly fell from the sky.
The speed was extremely slow, as if the person was not in mid-air, but falling slowly into a pool of water.
However, the moment the sweeping monk's feet touched the ground, Pang Ban, Si Hanfei, Ba Shiba, Murong Longcheng in the distance, and the black-clad masked man holding Xuan Ci all felt a wave of energy suddenly appear in front of them and sweep over them.
However, just as a burst of energy appeared, strange bursts of energy also appeared out of thin air, neutralizing the shockwave that had been created in front of Pang Ban and the others.
Upon noticing this, a solemn expression appeared in the sweeping monk's cloudy eyes.
Then he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, now that you have appeared, why continue to hide?"
When he spoke, the sweeping monk's voice was extremely low, as if he were muttering to himself.
But just as the sound came out, it was as if an invisible megaphone was right next to the sweeping monk's mouth, making it clear to everyone present that the sweeping monk could hear his words.
The moment the sound echoed across the mountaintop, a figure suddenly rose into the air from the southwest and walked step by step until landing in front of Pang Ban and the others.
Upon seeing Meng Chixing, Pang Ban and the others, who had been engaged in fierce battle with the Shaolin masters at the Celestial Realm, quickly retreated and flashed behind Meng Chixing.
Upon seeing this, the few experts at the Celestial Realm of the Northern Shaolin Temple, though eager to pursue and avenge the monks who had been killed earlier, were still determined to pursue them.
But when they saw Meng Chixing, who was facing the Sweeper Monk in the distance and had an extraordinary aura and was as calm as a high mountain, they hesitated for a moment and then moved behind the Sweeper Monk.
When Meng Chixing appeared, the Sweeper Monk put his hands together and said, "It has been many years since I last saw you. I did not expect that Benefactor Meng has also mastered the Demonic Heart Seed Demon Technique of the Demonic Sect. I am afraid that you have already been able to turn from martial arts to the Heavenly Dao. If it were not for the limitation of the power of heaven and earth, I am afraid that you would have already been able to step into the Divine Seat Realm."
In response to what the Sweeper Monk said, Meng Chixing slowly replied, "After a hundred years, Master, you still retain your former glory. I suppose that although you have not yet condensed your martial arts golden core by combining your essence, energy, and spirit, you have already completed the condensation of your three flowers. Not bad!"
Meng Chixing's voice was deep and resonant, filled with a strong sense of confidence.
Even when speaking to the Sweeping Monk, his tone of voice still gave the impression of an elder praising someone.
However, judging from their conversation, they clearly knew each other before. The Sweeper Monk showed no dissatisfaction with the arrogance in Meng Chixing's tone and posture.
After glancing at Pang Ban and the others behind Meng Chixing, the sweeping monk slowly said, "Originally, this humble monk thought that this matter was only instigated by the Murong family of Gusu, but I never expected that the Murong family of Gusu was just a pawn, and the real mastermind was the Great Yuan Kingdom."
"The fact that all the martial arts practitioners of my Great Song Dynasty have gathered here suggests that the Great Yuan Dynasty intends to take action against the Great Song Dynasty."
Meng Chixing laughed heartily and said, "That's right, it's just a pity that I found out a little late."
Upon hearing this, the sweeping monk shook his head and said, "For thousands of years, Shaolin has never been involved in worldly affairs. If the Great Yuan Kingdom wants to take over the Great Song Kingdom, it can go to the palace to seek that person. Why should it set its sights on a bunch of monks like us from Shaolin?"
Meng Chixing said calmly, "Someone has already helped my Great Yuan Kingdom resolve the situation with Ling Donglai."
Upon hearing this, the Sweeping Monk's expression changed drastically.
Even Chu Qinghe, Shuimu Yinji, and Lianxing showed a hint of surprise on their faces.
On the contrary, Qu Feiyan and the other two women looked puzzled.
Upon seeing this, Qu Feiyan asked, "Young Master, who is this Ling Donglai?"
Jellyfish Yin Ji replied, "I heard my master say that a peerless genius emerged in the Great Song Dynasty. He learned swordsmanship at the age of ten, studied the Book of Changes at the age of fifteen, and mastered it at the age of thirty. Then, at the age of forty, he had already entered the perfect realm of the Celestial Realm and begun to glimpse the Dao of the Celestial Realm."
"However, this is a dragon that appears and disappears without a trace. There has been no news of him in the martial arts world for a hundred years. I never expected that he would be in the imperial palace of the Song Dynasty."
Finally, Shuimu Yinji shook her head and said, "No wonder the Song Dynasty's royal family dares to indulge in pleasure. It turns out that they have a master like Ling Donglai, who is at the peak of the Celestial Realm, guarding the palace."
At this moment, Chu Qinghe stroked his chin and said, "In comparison, I am curious about who killed Ling Donglai."
Lianxing frowned and said, "According to Master, Ling Donglai's strength had already reached the peak of the Celestial Realm a hundred years ago. He was extremely powerful, and there were very few people in the world who could rival him. Judging from Meng Chixing's words, Ling Donglai was not killed by him. The Sweeper Monk also doesn't know who had such a motive and strength to attack Ling Donglai."
Just as Chu Qinghe and the others were beginning to have doubts, the sweeping monk in the room spoke up after calming down: "Does Benefactor Meng know who did this?"
When asked by the Sweeper Monk, Meng Chixing shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I'll find out later."
As he spoke, Meng Chixing slowly said, "Now, there are only two useless people at the Celestial Realm left in the palace of the Great Song Dynasty. They don't even have the right to die in my hands. After I get rid of your Northern Shaolin, I will storm the palace. At that time, my Great Yuan Dynasty can take over the Great Song Dynasty without shedding a drop of blood."
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