Ten years in the cold window, only to find out that it is a martial arts

"What a deep breath."

Li Xianyu was secretly startled.

"Amitabha."

The sound of a Buddha's horn came straight into Li Xianyu's ears.

"Monk."

Li Xianyu's face changed slightly, and the experience in Shaolin Temple once again appeared in his mind.

That prying look!

"You guys have fun here, I'm going to meet a guest." Li Xianyu stood up, smiled and said something to the girls, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"guest?"

All the women were stunned.

On the east bank of Mantuo Villa.

Li Xianyu stood against the wind, staring at the approaching fishing boats in Taihu Lake.

There are two people on the fishing boat.

One person's aura is quite strong, and the other person's aura is not at all.

Li Xianyu took a step forward, and the next moment his figure appeared on the bow of the fishing boat.

"That day in Shaolin, were you looking at me?"

Li Xianyu stared at the man in black robe who was breathless, and asked slowly.

The black-robed man chuckled, stretched out his hand and lifted the black cap on his head, revealing a golden bald head.

"For three days after Shibai, you should look at him with admiration. The old saying is really good." The golden monk looked at Li Xianyu and sighed softly.

"You are Li Xianyu?" Murong Kuan stared at Li Xianyu and asked coldly.

Li Xianyu glanced at Murong Kuan, then set his eyes on the golden monk.

Murong Kuan's breath is very strong, but in the eyes of Li Xianyu today, he is no different from an ant.

And this golden monk made Li Xianyu feel extraordinary pressure.

"Did you come to find me on purpose?" Li Xianyu asked.

The golden monk smiled and said, "I'm here to congratulate you."

"Oh?" Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Congratulations, young master, for finding the way of longevity." The golden monk said meaningfully.

"The way of longevity...?" Li Xianyu's eyes became deep, and he asked, "You... have been following me?"

The golden monk shook his head and said, "I was wrong, I just thought you were a lucky moth."

"You say that, it makes me feel that you are even more terrifying." Li Xianyu whispered.

If this golden monk has been following him, it would be shocking to find that he has found his own 'way of longevity', but it is still understandable.

And now, this golden monk didn't monitor him all the time, but he was able to discover his secret thousands of miles away, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

"Asshole, do you think that the old man doesn't exist?"

Murong Kuan, who had been ignored all this time, said angrily.

Li Xianyu looked at Murong Kuan for the first time, and said: "Shaolin really has a profound heritage, I'm curious, how much fighting power does Shaolin have like this old monk?"

Murong Kuan frowned and snorted coldly: "This old man is not a Shaolin monk."

The golden monk smiled and said: "When I came here, I thought that this old layman Murong could at least fight a hundred tricks with you, but now it seems that I was overthinking."

"Old Layman Murong?" Li Xianyu smiled, and said leisurely, "What a coincidence, recently, I killed two men with the double surname Murong. They are a father and son."

Murong Kuan's face instantly became extremely gloomy.

"Asshole, are you provoking the old man?"

Murong Kuan stared at Li Xianyu, his whole body was full of qi, and he wanted to burst out.

"What is the significance of you bringing him here?" Li Xianyu looked at the golden monk and asked.

The golden monk smiled and said: "The immortals should not appear in the world, otherwise it will affect the general situation of the world."

"The Immortal..." Li Xianyu said thoughtfully, "So, all your achievements will be counted on him."

Murong Kuan frowned, glanced at Li Xianyu, then at the golden monk, and said nothing rationally.

Although it was very aggrieved, the reality at the moment was... these two people were all stronger than him, and much stronger.

Compared with these two, his strength is not at the same level at all.

The golden monk said softly: "If you are willing to abide by the rules, we can sit down and discuss the Tao and discuss the road to longevity together."

"Abiding by the rules?" Li Xianyu whispered, and suddenly asked, "How many immortals like you are there in the world?"

Chapter 272

"How many immortals like you are there in this world?"

...

Li Xianyu was very curious about this question. He vaguely felt that there should be some immortals in this world.

After all, talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

In every era, there must be the most monstrous Tianjiao. After reaching the peak of cultivation, it is very likely that they will explore the road to longevity.

Like Xiaoyaozi, the founder of the Xiaoyao faction, Li Xianyu suspected that this big brother is very likely to be a long-lived person.

Murong Kuan also looked at the golden monk, he actually had much more doubts than Li Xianyu.

In the past, he had thought that there might be hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Shaolin Temple, and there were many reclusive eminent monks.

But... I never thought that there would be such an unimaginably powerful figure as the golden monk.

"Not much." The golden monk smiled.

"Not many... In other words, there are other people besides you?" Li Xianyu stared at the golden monk.

The golden monk said: "Xiaoyaozi, the patriarch of your Xiaoyao Sect, he is the immortal."

"Oh?" Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know Xiaoyaozi?"

"He once came to Shaolin to discuss with me." The golden monk's eyes flashed a touch of nostalgia, and he sighed softly, "Some people's longevity is achieved through untold hardships.

And some people's longevity is doomed from birth. "

"What do you mean?" Li Xianyu asked calmly, and some legends about the Eternal Spring Valley came to mind.

The golden monk shook his head, didn't say much about Xiaoyaozi, and instead said, "The rules of longevity are very simple. You should live in seclusion and live alone, and you can't show up in the world."

Li Xianyu narrowed his eyes, and asked: "Hiding in the world, not showing up in the world... I understand these two. But living alone... What do you mean?"

"You should understand." The golden monk said meaningfully.

Li Xianyu's face was slightly cold, and he said: "You are hiding in Shaolin Temple, you are not living in seclusion, let alone living alone."

"Shaolin is a place beyond the square." The golden monk smiled and said, "Besides, I have never shown up in Shaolin. No one knows my existence, and I don't have any relatives."

"Who made this rule?" Li Xianyu asked coldly.

The golden monk said: "Let's talk about it in another place."

The voice did not fall.

Li Xian's fish eyelids jumped suddenly, and the whole fishing boat was covered with golden light.

Shua~.

In an instant.

Li Xianyu's body shot out countless silver-white true qi threads, which instantly penetrated the golden light, like the roots of a tree, rooted in Taihu Lake.

In an instant, the water of Taihu Lake with a radius of ten feet was completely frozen into ice.

Around the fishing boat, there was even more extremely cold and thick ice air, and the temperature instantly became icy cold.

"Huh?" A flash of surprise flashed in the golden monk's eyes, and he smiled lightly, "Fellow Daoist, you are too nervous."

Li Xian smiled and said: "Let's talk here, the three of us, none of us can leave."

"Okay, as you wish."

The golden light emitted by the golden monk has all disappeared, and the fishing boat still stays on the Taihu Lake.

The only difference is...

The water of Taihu Lake under the fishing boat has condensed into ice.

"So strong!"

Murong Kuan's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was terrified to the extreme.

Originally thought that even if he was not as good as Li Xianyu, the gap in strength between the two would not be too far.

Now, he finally fully understood why the golden monk followed.

Li Xianyu's power is beyond his imagination.

It was unimaginable in the past that the Taihu Lake could be frozen ten feet in just an instant.

"Is this your own martial arts?" The golden monk asked curiously.

Li Xianyu asked back: "The golden light you just emitted was created by you?"

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere." The golden monk said directly.

Li Xianyu also said: "The Ice Age."

This is his random name, inspired by an anime related to pirates.

The two looked at each other, and after a long time, almost at the same time, they avoided their eyes.

"You are stronger than I imagined." The golden monk said with emotion.

Li Xianyu said the same thing: "You are also better than I imagined."

"You are all countless times stronger than this old man." Murong Kuan complained in a dismayed way.

Apparently, no one paid him any attention.

"You can't let go of your gentle hometown?" asked the golden monk.

Li Xianyu said lightly: "I am different from you, you are too old, I am afraid that you have long lost love in your heart, and you may even have no compassion for the world.

And I, in my prime, have everything you have lost or voluntarily given up.

Today, if I listen to your request and give up my family and my confidante, I feel uneasy. At that time, even if I can truly live forever, what is the point? "

"Even if you don't give up on them, they will still turn into pink and dry bones after a hundred years." Said the golden monk.

"Perhaps." Li Xianyu said with a smile, noncommittal, "My love does not lie in everlasting, but in having once had."

The golden monk smiled, "You are very naive."

"Oh?" Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Just now you have exposed your level of strength and your weakness." The golden monk smiled.

Li Xianyu nodded and said, "And I don't know anything about you."

The golden monk said: "A long time ago, my Dharma name should be Huiwu."

"Huiwu?" Li Xianyu whispered, then chuckled, "I thought you were Bodhidharma."

"I have met Patriarch Bodhidharma." Hui Wu said meaningfully.

"Oh?" Li Xianyu raised his brows lightly, unable to calm down in his heart.

A flash of nostalgia flashed in Huiwu's eyes, and he said softly, "Before he passed away, the one thing he wanted to do most was to get rid of me."

Li Xianyu looked at Huiwu calmly, looking at Huiwu quietly.

"Do you know why Patriarch Bodhidharma wanted to build a Shaolin Temple in Mount Song?" Hui Wu asked.