All People's Cave: I Created the Supreme Fairyland

"This [Three Lights Divine Water] must have been given by Master Fang, right?"

The sweeping monk's eyes flickered and he asked softly: "If the old monk guessed correctly, Master Fang is the Lord of the World from the outer world, right?"

Fang Yu did not deny it: "Not bad!"

Murong Bo on the side was shocked. He did not expect that Fang Yu was actually the legendary Lord of the World.

There was a fiery look in the eyes of the sweeping monk: "May I ask Master Fang, if we people from the Nine Provinces Continent can become...the Lord of the World?"

Fang Yu said calmly: "I can answer you, but before answering, you must answer my question first."

The sweeping monk said: "Excuse me, little layman Fang?"

Fang Yuxing looked directly into the sweeping monk's eyes and asked word by word: "What is your true identity?"

The sweeping monk's expression was indifferent, and he said, "Master Fang, your question has already been answered by the old monk Xiao!"

"The old monk is just an ordinary sweeping old monk in the Shaolin Temple."

Fang Yu curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Old monk, do you have any misunderstanding about the word 'mediocre'?"

"If a strong man at the peak of the Alchemy Realm is just an ordinary sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple, then Shaolin would have unified the Nine Provinces long ago!"

"Old monk, given your age, you are quite capable of showing off!"

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Xiao Feng, his son and Murong Bo's pupils shrank suddenly.

The sweeping monk's eyes narrowed and he took a deep look at Fang Yu, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

He didn't expect that he couldn't see through Fang Yu's cultivation, but Fang Yu could see through his own.

Although the sweeping monk was a little shocked in his heart, he remained as stable as an old dog on the surface. He said softly: "I didn't expect that Master Fang has such cultivation at such a young age. He is worthy of being the legendary Lord of the World. He is indeed extraordinary!"

His tone was slow, as if he would die suddenly if he couldn't take a breath.

Then he changed the subject and said: "Xiao Xiao, if you tell the old monk how to become the master of the world, whether the layman wants magical secrets, magical weapons, heavenly materials, earthly treasures, or anything else, the old monk will Satisfy you.”

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the sweeping monk with a half-smile: "Old monk, if I want your life, will you give it to me?"

The sweeping monk's eyes flashed, a trace of anger emerged in his eyes, and disappeared in an instant: "Amitabha."

"Little layman Fang, your joke is not funny at all!"

Fang Yu said playfully: "Who said this emperor was joking with you?"

Then he said to himself: "Old monk, although you don't want to answer my questions, I can still guess a thing or two about your true identity."

After saying that, Fang Yuxing looked directly into the sweeping monk's eyes, which became extremely deep, like the vast starry sky.

The sweeping monk frowned slightly.

He felt as if under Fang Yu's starry eyes, he had been stripped naked and exposed in public.

This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Are you Xiaoyaozi, the founder of the Xiaoyao sect, Duan Siping, the great ancestor of Dali, or Murong Longcheng, the ancestor of the Murong family in Gusu?"

Fang Yu kept talking while secretly observing the sweeping monk.

He found that when he said the first two names, the sweeping monk looked indifferent.

But when he said the last name, the sweeping monk's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.

Although the sweeping monk hid himself well, he still did not escape Fang Yu's eyes.

He has identified the sweeping monk.

Without waiting for the sweeping monk to answer, Fang Yu added: "Old monk, eyes are the windows to the soul. Your eyes have betrayed you."

"Tell yourself, should I call you 'Murong Longcheng' now, or should I continue to call you 'Old Monk'?"

Murong Bo on the side suddenly looked at the sweeping monk, with a look of disbelief on his face, and exclaimed: "You...you...are you really...the ancestor of Dragon City?"

Others don't understand Murong Longcheng, but Murong Bo, who is a descendant of Murong Longcheng, naturally understands it very well.

In fact, Murong Longcheng was still his idol, and he had determined to catch up with Murong Longcheng since he was a child.

Murong Longcheng was the ancestor of Gusu Murong and a martial arts wizard in the late Five Dynasties.

Yanziwu was built by their Longcheng ancestors.

At that time, the Longcheng ancestors of the Murong family created unparalleled martial arts such as "Shenhe Zhi", "Dou Zhuan Xing Yuan", and "Dragon City Sword Technique", which made them famous far and wide and unrivaled in the world.

He did not forget the teachings of his ancestors and gathered heroes with the intention of rebuilding the Yan Kingdom.

At that time, many heroes were vying for power. They wanted to join the battle, but it was very difficult to be attacked from both sides. In the past, Khitan Khan Yelu Abaoji founded the country, and in the later Zhou Dynasty, General Zhao Kuangyin established the Song Dynasty.

As the saying goes, there is a wolf before and a tiger behind, but in the end, there is still nothing to do. I have no choice but to do everything I can, but I have no choice but to accept fate.

Although the ancestors of Longcheng were unparalleled in their cultivation back then, the world was at peace and people's minds were in order, so nothing could be accomplished in the end.

It is said that the ancestors of Longcheng had no choice but to give up their former infatuation and passed on what they had learned throughout their lives to future generations, thus ending in depression.

Could it be that the ancestors of Longcheng, like me, also faked their own death and secluded themselves from the world?

Murong Bo's eyes flickered, and he vaguely felt that the plain-looking old monk in gray clothes in front of him was the ancestor of his Murong family.

However, if he is the ancestor of Longcheng, why doesn't he show up and recognize me?

What?

Murong Longcheng?

Xiao Feng and his son also looked shocked.

Murong Longcheng is a legendary figure, and they have heard about it.

It is said that Murong Longcheng is the ancestor of Gusu Murong, a martial arts genius in the late Five Dynasties.

It is said that he is a martial arts genius who created unique skills such as "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi", and he is invincible in the world.

They did not expect that Murong Longcheng, who had disappeared for hundreds of years, was still alive.

Xiao Feng and his son did not doubt Fang Yu's words.

The sweeping monk heard the words, his eyes flashed, his face was normal, he put his palms together, and chanted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, Mr. Fang has such a keen observation. The old monk just showed a little strangeness, and you have already sensed it!"

"The past is like the past clouds and smoke. Murong Longcheng is already the past. The old monk is now just an ordinary old monk in Shaolin Temple. You should call me "old monk"! "

Fang Yu curled his lips.

Damn, he pretended again.

This Murong Longcheng is too pretentious!

Upon hearing this, Murong Bo knelt down in front of Murong Longcheng with a thump, and said respectfully: "Greetings... Ancestor Longcheng!"

"Ancestor Longcheng, my son has been driven crazy by these three people in front of me, you must make a decision for him!"

After confirming that the true identity of the sweeping monk was his own ancestor, Murong Bo did not care about the presence of Fang Yu and the other two and his own face, and knelt down to acknowledge his ancestor.

Seeing this, Murong Longcheng frowned slightly, he looked at Murong Bo and said lightly: "Get up!"

Murong Bo was stunned for a moment when he saw that his ancestor did not answer him directly.

But he still stood up obediently.

"Old monk, since you have already entered Buddhism, Buddhism emphasizes 'the four elements are empty'."

"Your descendant Murong Bo conspired to kill Brother Xiao's mother. Since ancient times, 'pay debts and pay lives'. This is a matter of course!"

Fang Yu looked at Murong Longcheng and said with some interest: "As long as you hand Murong Bo over to Brother Xiao and his son, I will not only tell you how to become the master of the world, but also give you the necessities to become the master of the world?"

Murong Bo looked at Fang Yu with a gloomy look, his eyes full of anger: "Boy, don't think about sowing discord here, my Longcheng ancestor..."

Fang Yu's sharp eyes swept towards Murong Bo: "Shut up! This emperor is talking to your ancestor, how can you interrupt!"

Murong Bo's body trembled suddenly, he felt a sting in his eyes, and staggered back a few steps.

Murong Longcheng's pupils suddenly shrank, because he saw Fang Yu looking at his descendant Murong Bo, and two purple swords flashed in his eyes.

Although it was only a flash.

But he was sure that he was not mistaken.

He saw Fang Yu and whispered: "Little layman Fang, when will the revenge end? Layman Xiao and his son have already killed Murong..."

Fang Yu interrupted Murong Longcheng directly: "Old monk, don't use the hypocritical Buddhist rhetoric of 'put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot' to evade this emperor!"

"This emperor has already made the conditions. As long as you do it, this emperor will naturally satisfy you!"

"Now you just need to answer this emperor, can you do it?"

Murong Longcheng heard this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his tone became unfriendly:

"Little layman Fang, the old monk is talking to you in a good way, why do you have to force him so hard and aggressively?"

He overheard the conversation between Xuan Ci and others, and after knowing that the conspiracy of his descendant Murong Bo was exposed, he notified Murong Bo and followed him secretly.

He originally planned to convert Xiao Feng and his son, and then ask them about Fang Yu's whereabouts.

But he didn't expect that Fang Yu was hiding in the dark.

Originally, he planned to capture Fang Yu and ask him how to become the master of the world.

The mysterious great man gave him the information that the master of the world could be on par with immortals and gods, and he also wanted to become the master of the world.

But when he saw Fang Yu break his Buddhist sound conversion with a light shout, he changed his mind.

Because he felt that Fang Yu's strength was not weaker than his, he was not sure to capture Fang Yu.

It was precisely because he was not sure to capture Fang Yu that Murong Longcheng did not act immediately.

Otherwise, he would not have said so much nonsense to Fang Yu.

Although he was not sure to capture Fang Yu.

But it does not mean that he is afraid of Fang Yu.

"Murong Longcheng, right? Master Fang is right. Since ancient times, debts must be paid and murder must be paid with life!"

Xiao Feng took a step forward, held his head high and said:

"The old thief Murong Bo killed my mother. If I don't help her get revenge today, I, Xiao Feng, am not worthy of being a son!"

"The old thief Murong Bo, my father and I will kill him today. If you want to stop me, just come!"

At this point, he changed the subject and said, "But Master Fang Yu has nothing to do with this matter. Murong Fu was driven crazy by my father and I. I hope you don't vent your anger on him."

After Xiao Feng knew that the gray-robed old monk was the ancestor of the Murong family and had the peak strength of the Jindan realm, he wanted to leave Fang Yu aside and didn't want him to get involved.

"Haha, Feng'er said it well. A good man should take pleasure in revenge!"

Xiao Yuanshan also took a step forward and laughed with his head raised.

After saying that, he looked directly at Murong Longcheng, without a trace of fear in his eyes: "Murong Longcheng, even if my father and I cannot defeat you today, we will not retreat even a single step!"

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