Chapter 986

A gentle force supported Zhang Xiaohua and stopped him from kowtowing.

"You don't have to be so courteous. Young Benefactor Ren, please forgive me for being too simple!" Master Chang Sheng's voice was unusually amiable and pleasant to listen to.

Zhang Xiaohua was convinced and said, "It's my great fortune to be able to meet you. How can I be so calculative about such things?"

"Haha, good. Young Benefactor Ren may be young, but you are experienced in dealing with people. It's no wonder that you were able to receive the favor of your esteemed leader and deliver the invitation on behalf of a direct disciple!"

"It's nothing …" Zhang Xiaohua said humbly, "It's all because I have some strength. Only the esteemed leader sent me here."

"Oh?" Master Chang Sheng was puzzled.

"Hehe, it's like this …" Master Chang Xing stepped forward and explained the matter in detail. In the end, he explained, "Without the abbot's permission, this poor monk acted on his own accord. Please punish me, abbot!"

"Haha." The abbot smiled and waved his hand. "Junior, you're wrong. All the martial arts in the world originate from the great forest. The martial arts of the Dalin Temple are meant for everyone to cultivate. Although Young Benefactor Ren is a disciple of the Fragrant Religion …"

Zhang Xiaohua was delighted when he heard this, but he was immediately disappointed. Master Chang Sheng continued, "Although we can't let him cultivate the secret inner strength cultivation method of the Dalin Temple, there's no harm in letting him take a look at ordinary … fist techniques and sword techniques …"

However, Zhang Xiaohua still thanked him. He wanted to learn about the Dharma Swordsmanship in advance, but he was afraid that the Great Master Chang Geng would be suspicious. Therefore, he could only keep it a secret!

After receiving Master Chang Sheng's approval, Master Chang Sheng heaved a sigh of relief. Zhang Xiaohua took the opportunity to take out the jade slip and handed it over respectfully. He said, "This is the invitation that my esteemed leader sent me to deliver. Please accept it!"

Master Chang Sheng nodded. "You've worked hard to deliver this invitation. How can I not accept it?"

As he spoke, he took the jade slip and immersed his divine sense into it. After a while, he raised his white eyebrows and asked, "Young Benefactor Ren?

Has your Fragrant Cult's Sect Protecting Array been completely destroyed? "

"Yes, Master Chang Sheng." Zhang Xiaohua then told him about the Incense Cult. Master Chang Sheng frowned slightly. After a while, he sighed and said, "It's fate. People in Jianghu have no choice, even if …"

Then, he chanted the name of Buddha and said self-mockingly, "As an outsider, I've made a fool of myself in front of you!"

Zhang Xiaohua shook her head and said, "Master is merciful. In the spirit of 'If I don't go to hell, who will?', being in the Jianghu is really beyond my reach …"

Then, he glanced at the Great Master Chang Geng, who was standing beside him with his head lowered. He probed, "Changsheng Abbot, I'm slow-witted. There's one more thing that I need your approval for …"

"Is there anything else?" The elder asked with a smile.

At this moment, Great Master Chang Geng raised his head and said, "Senior Abbot, I know what Benefactor Ren wants. It involves the secrets of the Dalin Temple …"

"Oh?"

The elder was taken aback. He turned to Zhang Xiaohua and said, "In that case, would you please wait outside for a while?"

Zhang Xiaohua quickly got up and cupped her hands. "This matter involves my Senior Sister Zixia's past. If possible, I hope Master can be merciful!"

The elder nodded slightly and smiled without saying anything.

Zhang Xiaohua left the simple meditation room and stood outside. He waited for about half a meal. During this time, he wanted to release his Divine Sense several times to see what was going on inside. He also wanted to burrow into the ground and listen to what was being said. However, he was afraid of being discovered by the elder. More importantly, he was afraid of angering the Dalin Temple. They didn't need to punish him. They only needed to politely say, "I'm sorry, this is a secret of the Dalin Temple. It can't be told to outsiders."

Well, his dream of finding out about his origins was once again lost.

Perhaps Zhang Xiaohua could restrain Great Master Chang Geng and use the Bewitching Finger to force him to confess. However, if the Tenryū Sect's spy could escape the Bewitching Finger, how could the Dalin Temple not be able to do the same?

Just as Zhang Xiaohua was thinking and scratching her head, the door of the meditation room opened. Master Chang Xing and Great Master Chang Geng came out. Zhang Xiaohua jumped over and asked anxiously, "Master, why …?"

Great Master Chang Geng smiled and said, "Abbot is merciful and has approved it. However, this matter happened a long time ago. Let me think about it carefully before informing you!"

Zhang Xiaohua was pleasantly surprised and quickly bowed. "Thank you, Master, I …"

"Young benefactor doesn't need to be so courteous. Abbot has said that there's no need to thank him in person. A monk should be considerate.

In addition, Abbot will definitely attend the martial arts assembly of your esteemed Sect. Young benefactor can go back and report this to Shitai Jing Yi. "

"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Xiaohua stood outside the door and bowed deeply toward the meditation room.

However, a gentle force came from inside the room, supporting him and preventing him from bowing. Although this force wasn't worth mentioning to Zhang Xiaohua, Zhang Xiaohua hesitated for a moment before standing up respectfully.

"That's enough, young benefactor. Abbot doesn't allow you to thank him, so you don't need to thank him. Why do you need to be so formal?"

Master Chang Xing smiled and said, "You'd better follow me to the Sutra Depository and find your sword techniques, fist techniques, and so on. We'll talk about it later."

After finding clues to Meng's origins, Zhang Xiaohua was no longer as enthusiastic about sword techniques, fist techniques, and staff techniques. Thinking about Meng, who was waiting outside the temple, Zhang Xiaohua probed, "Can I go outside the temple first and tell Senior Martial Sister Zixia about this matter?"

Master Chang Xing waved his hand. "This matter isn't urgent. Just find a disciple and tell him about it. I'll send you to the Sutra Depository. I still have other matters to attend to."

Zhang Xiaohua happily said, "Thank you, Master."

Soon after, he thought of another matter and asked, "That's right, before I came to the Dalin Temple, the Sect Leader repeatedly urged me to pay my respects to Grandmaster Yuantian if possible. Should I report this to Grandmaster Chang Sheng?"

"That's easy. I'll report this to Abbot in a moment. Before young benefactor leaves, you can go to the pagoda forest!"

"The pagoda forest?"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned. Before he could ask, Master Chang Xing had already walked ahead, as if Zhang Xiaohua should know something about the pagoda forest.

He followed Master Chang Xing to the front of an extremely ordinary pavilion. A grey-robed monk came out to welcome them. Master Chang Xing pointed at Zhang Xiaohua and said, "This is Ren Xiaoyao, the messenger of the Fragrant Religion. The abbot has decreed that you can choose a sword technique, palm technique, or any other ordinary secret manual to read in the Sutra Depository. You can't take it out of the Sutra Depository, and you can't copy it!"

"Yes, I'll comply with the abbot's decree.

Benefactor, this way please! "the monk said with a salute.

"This … is the Sutra Depository?" Zhang Xiaohua asked in astonishment as he looked at the ordinary Sutra Depository.

"Young benefactor Ren, what do you think the Sutra Depository looks like?" Master Chang Xing asked with a smile.

"This … no matter what, there should be monks with high martial arts as guards. No matter what, there should be …" Zhang Xiaohua almost blurted out the appearance of the Misty School's Sutra Depository.

"Haha, young benefactor, you're thinking too much!"

Master Chang Xing said, "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. No one said that the Sutra Depository has to be a solemn image!"

Master Chang Xing then waved his hand and said, "This old monk still has other matters to attend to. After Benefactor Ren finishes reading the secret manual, this old monk will send you on your way!"

"Send me on my way?" Zhang Xiaohua secretly curled her lips. "This sentence seems to have two meanings!"

"I don't dare to nag Master. Master, please do as you wish!"

After Master Chang Xing left, Zhang Xiaohua followed the monk into the Sutra Depository. The Sutra Depository wasn't big. It was only twenty feet in size. There was a small wooden ladder in the corner that led to the second floor. Zhang Xiaohua knew that the second floor wasn't something she could go up by herself, so she didn't look there.

The monk led Zhang Xiaohua to a row of bookshelves, pointed at them, and said respectfully, "Benefactor Ren, this row contains our sect's collection of sword techniques, palm techniques, fist techniques, staff techniques, and so on. Benefactor Ren, please choose one. This poor monk will wait for you here!"

Zhang Xiaohua understood immediately. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Master. This one understands."

Then, Zhang Xiaohua released her divine sense slightly. She used her eyes to look at the books while using her divine sense to distinguish them.

Unfortunately, just as Master Chang Xing had said, these were all ordinary secret manuals from the Dalin Temple. Zhang Xiaohua searched the entire bookshelf but couldn't find any fluctuation of the Dao of Immortals. Unknowingly, when Zhang Xiaohua randomly selected a secret manual, she released her divine sense and shrouded the entire Sutra Depository. She checked every bookshelf one by one. Just as she was filled with disappointment and was about to use her divine sense to look at the wooden ladder again, her eyes inadvertently swept past and she was stunned on the spot!

He saw a thin and short old monk dressed in grey robes. He had a hunched back and was holding an old broom in his hand. He stood beside the wooden ladder and was meticulously sweeping the ground with his head lowered.

"Woosh!" Blood rushed to Zhang Xiaohua's head. She scanned the area with her divine sense again in disbelief. Still, she couldn't find any trace of the old monk.

"This …" Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to force her way in and quickly retracted her divine sense. Even the thought of forcing her way into the Sutra Depository at night was dispelled. After pretending to search for a while, Zhang Xiaohua asked as if nothing had happened, "Master, who is the master sweeping the floor in front of the wooden ladder?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaohua mention the old monk, the disciple was stunned. He looked at the monk in the distance and said softly, "This one doesn't know the Grandmaster's Dharma name. This one only knows that he has been sweeping the floor in the Sutra Depository for as long as I can remember …" Then, he said respectfully, "Also, I heard from the Martial Uncles that they have seen him sweeping the floor since they could remember. As for his Dharma name and age, no one knows!"

"Oh ~" Zhang Xiaohua nodded thoughtfully.

Perhaps only the Head Elder would know the origin of this old monk.

Since there was such a mysterious person overseeing the Sutra Depository, not to mention others, even Zhang Xiaohua did not dare to covet it. How could the Dalin Temple not be reassured?

Why are there still monks outside the door?

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua withdrew her Divine Sense and concentrated on looking for the secret books with her naked eyes …

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