National Cave: I created the supreme fairyland

Chapter 311 The Identity of the Sweeping Monk
"This [Three Light 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, this question of yours has already been answered by Master Xiao just now!"

"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 has long unified the Nine Provinces!"

"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 topic and said: "Little layman 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 jokingly: "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 determined the identity of the sweeping monk.

Without waiting for the sweeping monk to answer, Fang Yu added: "Old monk, the 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 in front and a tiger in the back. But in the end, there is still nothing to do. I have no choice but to do my best, 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 at peace, 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 was the ancestor of Murong Gusu, a martial arts wizard in the late Five Dynasties. Legend has it that he is a martial arts wizard who has created unique stunts such as "Dou Zhuan Xing Shi Shi", and is invincible in the world.

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

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

When the sweeping monk heard this, his eyes flashed, his face remained as usual, he clasped his palms together and softly shouted the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, Master Fang has such keen observation skills. The old monk just showed a trace of something strange, but you have already sensed it!"

"The past is like the passing clouds. Murong Longcheng is in the past. The old monk is just an ordinary old monk in the Shaolin Temple. You should call me 'Old Monk'!"

Fang Yu curled his lips.

Damn, put it on again.

This Murong Longcheng is too pretentious!
Upon hearing this, Murong Bo knelt down in front of Murong Longcheng with a 'pop' sound and said respectfully: "Greetings... the ancestors of Longcheng!"

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

After confirming that the true identity of the sweeping monk was his ancestor, Murong Bo ignored the presence of Fang Yu and his old face and knelt down to recognize his ancestor.

Murong Longcheng frowned slightly when he saw this. 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 escaped into Buddhism, Buddhism emphasizes that 'the four elements are empty'."

"Your descendant Murong Bo conspired to kill Brother Xiao's mother. Since ancient times, 'pay debts to pay money, murder to pay life', this is a matter of course!"

Fang Yu looked at Murong Longcheng and said with some fun: "As long as you leave Murong Bo to Brother Xiao and his son, I will not only tell you how to become the Lord of the World, but also give you the means to become the Lord of the World." necessity?"

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

Fang Yu glanced at Murong Bo with a sharp gaze: "Shut up! This emperor is talking to your ancestors, it's your turn to interrupt!"

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

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

Even if it's just a fleeting moment.

But he was sure he was right.

When he saw Fang Yu, he said softly: "Little layman Fang, when is the time to retaliate? The father and son of layman Xiao have already killed Murong..."

Fang Yu directly interrupted Murong Longcheng's words: "Old monk, don't use Buddhism's hypocritical rhetoric of 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately' to offend this emperor!"

"The Emperor has set out conditions. As long as you fulfill them, I will naturally satisfy you!"

"Now you only need to answer my question, can you do it?"

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

"Little layman Fang, the old monk is kind enough to talk to you, so why are you so hard-pressed and aggressive?"

He overheard the conversation between Xuanci 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 save 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 how he could become the master of the world.

The mysterious power sent him the message that the Lord of the World could rival the immortals, and he also wanted to become the Lord of the World.

But when he saw Fang Yu break his Buddha's transformation with a light drink, he changed his mind.

Because he felt that Fang Yu was no weaker than him, he was not sure of capturing Fang Yu.

It was precisely because he was not sure of capturing Fang Yu that Murong Longcheng did not take action immediately.

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

Although there is no guarantee of capturing Fang Yu.

But it doesn't mean that he is afraid of Fang Yu.

"Murong Longcheng, right? Mr. Fang is right when he says that since ancient times, debts must be repaid and murders must be repaid with lives!"

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

"Old thief Murong Bo killed my mother. If I don't avenge her today, I, Xiao Feng, will become the son of a man!"

"Old thief Murong Bo, my father and son are going to kill me today. If you want to stop him, just come over here!"

At this point, he changed the topic and said: "But Mr. Fang Yu has nothing to do with this matter. Murong Fu was driven crazy by my father and son. I hope you will not take your anger out on him."

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

"Haha, Feng'er said it right, a good man should be happy to take revenge!"

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

After saying that, he looked directly at Murong Longcheng without a trace of fear in his eyes: "Murong Longcheng, even if my father and son lose to you today, we will not take a step back!"

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(End of this chapter)