Longevity: Starting from Kaiyizhuang

Chapter 96 is not included
On the official road, two people in Taoist robes were riding their horses at a rapid speed. They were Zhang Chu and the two men in black.

Since he had not decided to go to Shaolin, Zhang Chu did not delay and set off that day.

The truth is that his time is too tight. In a month, Taoist Qianhe will arrive, and in a month and a half, a new batch of zombies will be unearthed.

He didn't have time to waste on the road.

Therefore, the two of them just rode forward on horseback. Apart from resting, they were on the road. As for other things, they were simply put aside.

In just a few days, the two of them rushed from Jingzhou to the Shaolin Temple's sphere of influence.

"Master, we are almost there!"

The man in black had a tired look on his face, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes as he looked at the calm and composed Zhang Chu.

Although both of them were on the road, he looked exhausted, while Zhang Chu was full of energy. Just from this point, we can see how big the difference between the two was.

What's more, Zhang Chu has to go out for a while late at night every day, and has less time to rest than him. How can he not be envious?
"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Chu also slowed down the horse, "Let's find a place to pack up first, and come to your house tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

The man in black nodded and galloped away again.

In just a few days, they had changed more than ten horses. Even if the people were not tired, the horses would get tired too.

Fortunately, the Taoist master has enough money, otherwise, the constant replacement of horses would be enough to cause financial bankruptcy.

In ancient times, the price of a good horse was quite expensive.

By the time they arrived at the foot of Mount Song, the sun had already set.

The two men rode their horses directly into a small town at the foot of the mountain and walked towards the inn.

The foot of Mount Song is the core sphere of influence of Shaolin.

Here, although not everyone worships Buddha, everyone has a great fondness for Buddhism.

After all, you are a tenant of Shaolin Temple. Do you dare to complain against your master?
When the two Taoists stepped into the small town at the foot of Mount Song, they immediately attracted the curious gazes of the townspeople.

How could there be Taoists coming to such a Buddhist place?
However, no one came forward to ask.

They are just farmers who make a living from the land. The disputes in the world have nothing to do with them.

When they arrived at the town, Zhang Chu and Hei Yi directly found an inn and stayed there.

The horses were naturally taken away by the waiter.

Nothing happened that night. In the early morning, Zhang Chu and the two men in black headed towards Mount Shaoshi.

Mountain roads are very difficult to walk on for ordinary people, but for top masters like Hei Yi, it is as easy as walking on flat ground.

And what about Zhang Chu?

The reversal of magic power directly turned him into a half-human, half-corpse body. Fatigue did not exist at all.

In just half an hour, they had walked from the foot of the mountain to the gate of Shaolin Temple.

Many dignitaries and poor people come here to burn incense and offer money.

The monk at the temple gate saw two Taoists coming and immediately went to greet them. It went without saying that the two Taoists were from the martial arts world.

After all, how could a Taoist come to Shaolin Temple to burn incense?
"Greetings, two Taoist priests!"

The monk in charge of reception clasped his hands together and said, "I don't know what you are here for."

"Jingzhou City South Yizhuang,"

The man in black walked up to the monk in charge of reception and said, "I am here to pay my respects to the abbot of Shaolin Temple!"

"Jingzhou City South Charity House?"

The monk in charge of reception was immediately shocked and his tone became sharp.

Even though he was in Shaolin, which had already been closed, the name of Yizhuang in the south of Jingzhou City was still well known.

Nine top masters were gone just like that. As a member of the martial arts world, how could Shaolin not know about it?
Right now, people from the charity cemetery in the south of Jingzhou City come to pay their respects to the mountain. How can the monk in charge of receiving guests not be shocked?
"Brother, what's wrong?"

It seemed that the monk in charge of reception spoke a little louder, and many Shaolin disciples gathered around.

"Nothing, nothing!"

The monk in charge of reception secretly glanced at the expressions of the two Taoists in front of him and said, "You two should go about your own business!"

"I will just let this humble monk receive the two distinguished guests!"

Seeing so many fellow disciples leave, the monk finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If we get into trouble with a terrorist force like the Yizhuang in the south of Jingzhou City because of a small matter, it would be a loss.

"Two Taoist priests, please follow me to the guest room and wait for a while."

The monk in charge of reception folded his hands together and did not mention the fact that Shaolin Temple was closed to outsiders and would not interfere in the affairs of the martial arts world. "I will report this to the abbot right away!"

"Ok!"

Blackie nodded.

The monk in charge of reception whispered a few words to the young monk beside him, and the young monk took Zhang Chu and the others to the guest rooms.

As for the monk in charge of reception, after he left the sight of Zhang Chu and the others, he used his lightness skills to head towards the abbot's meditation room.

The Yizhuang in the south of Jingzhou City came to pay a visit to the mountain. This matter is particularly important and must be informed to the abbot as soon as possible.

When the other monks in the temple saw the monk in charge of reception running fast, they all looked surprised and then became nervous.

Those who can become the monk in charge of reception at Shaolin Temple are all smart, mature and steady people.

Something big must have happened to make the monk in charge of reception so hurried. How could they be so calm?
After speeding all the way, the monk in charge of reception soon arrived outside the abbot's meditation room.

“Abbot, Abbot!”

Without knocking on the door, the monk in charge of reception spoke up, "Something happened!"

"Amitabha!"

The abbot was meditating. He frowned at the anxious monk who was in charge of reception. "Why are you so panicked?"

"Don't mess up your Zen mind!"

"Abbot,"

The monk in charge of reception couldn't care less about his Zen mind now. "Jingzhou South Yizhuang, come and pay your respects to the mountain!"

"What did you say?"

The abbot didn't even bother to strike the wooden fish. He just stood up with his eyes wide open.

"The Yizhuang in the south of Jingzhou City came to pay respect to the mountain!"

The monk in charge of reception repeated it again.

"Amitabha!"

The abbot chanted a Buddhist name, but his heart was also in a mess.

When he first heard that the nine top martial arts masters were trapped in the charity cemetery in the south of the city, he didn't care.

The Shaolin Temple has been closed, and what happens in the martial arts world has nothing to do with Shaolin at all.

Unexpectedly, such a short time had passed and the people from the charity cemetery actually came to pay their respects!
"Are you sure it's the Jingzhou City South Charity House?"

Thinking of this, the abbot confirmed again.

"Sure!"

The monk nodded affirmatively, "The owner of the charity cemetery may not be sure what he looks like, but I still know what the Taoist priest in black looks like!"

When the Taoist priest in black was young, he was also a famous figure in the martial arts world. Many people in the martial arts world may not have seen Zhang Chu, but they are quite familiar with the Taoist priest in black.

After all, the fact that Hei Yi had joined the charity cemetery south of Jingzhou City was known to everyone in the martial arts world.

"Where are they now?"

After the abbot calmed himself down, he slowly asked.

"The disciple has already asked the novice monk to take them to the guest room!"

"Uh-huh!"

The abbot did not pursue the matter of the monk in charge of reception making the decision on his own initiative. Instead, he nodded in appreciation.

Shaolin has closed its doors and does not accept visitors from the martial arts world. However, that also depends on what kind of martial arts world they are.

Coincidentally, Chengnan Charity Cemetery is not on the list!

"Lead the way, I'm going to meet them!"

(End of this chapter)