Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

Before entering the hall, Xie had no time to examine the plaque on the door closely.

Upon seeing the four Buddhist verses engraved on the bronze mirror, he immediately understood.

We've arrived at Bodhi Monastery!

He was familiar with the original work, so he naturally knew that the Shaolin martial art Yi Jin Jing was hidden behind the mirror.

This divine skill, along with the Six Meridian Divine Sword of the Dali Duan family, was hailed by Murong Bo as one of the two greatest martial arts of the time.

Xie Buruo was overjoyed: "If we, as martial arts practitioners, see a supreme skill and do not acquire it, wouldn't that be disrespectful to this precious manual?"

Based on the principle of respecting Shaolin martial arts.

Without hesitation, he leaped forward and pressed the four characters "一梦如是" one by one onto the inscription on the bronze mirror.

With a click-clack of the mechanism, the bronze mirror slowly flipped up.

Just then, the sounds of battle outside the hall grew closer and closer.

It's clear that the South China Sea Crocodile God and his gang have already fought the Shaolin monks to the door.

Xie Buruo dared not delay, so he quickly took a small package from the back of the bronze mirror, put it into his wooden box, and then put the bronze mirror back in its original position.

It was at this moment.

With a muffled thud, a Shaolin monk crashed through the window and slammed in.

Immediately afterwards, the four people, including the Crocodile God of the South China Sea and Ha Daba, rushed in together.

The Shaolin monks followed closely behind, relentlessly pursuing them.

Ha Daba was still carrying Doctor Xue on his back, and it was clear from his posture that he was going to kidnap him again.

As he swung his palm to repel the Shaolin monks, he turned and cursed at the Crocodile God of the South Sea.

"Yue Laosan, you've got me killed!"

"Why are you rushing into the palace instead of running down the mountain? Are you out of your mind?!"

He was only focused on breaking out and completely ignored Xie Buruo in the hall.

The Crocodile God of the South China Sea is different.

Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.

Upon seeing Xie Buruo, he immediately abandoned the monks in front of him and roared fiercely.

"You brat, you were hiding here after all!"

Suddenly, the large scissors in his hand opened wide and slashed viciously at Xie Buruo's lower body.

Seeing that he was coming at her fiercely, Xie Bu Ruo knew she couldn't confront him head-on, so she dodged behind the bronze mirror, but her mouth didn't stop, and she started cursing.

"Old Yue! How many times have I told you, I didn't kill your apprentice!"

"His martial arts were so poor, his very existence was a disgrace to our sect. Even if I really did kill him, you should thank me for cleaning up your sect!"

Yue Laosan was taken aback upon hearing this, and found it to make a lot of sense.

But he quickly came to his senses.

"It's not your turn to clean house!"

As he spoke, the alligator scissors stabbed forward with tremendous force.

Xie should dodge and avoid it again.

A loud crash.

The alligator scissors were incredibly sharp, and with one thrust, they pierced a large hole in the bronze mirror.

His attack missed, and Yue Laosan's anger intensified. He drew his crocodile scissors and pounced again.

Tan Qing caught a glimpse of the pierced bronze mirror, which was hollow inside. His heart skipped a beat, and he instantly guessed that there was a hidden mechanism inside.

His heart immediately burned with excitement.

"Shaolin is the holy land of martial arts in the Central Plains. The bronze mirror in the hall contains a hidden secret, which must be a peerless martial arts manual."

"For us martial arts practitioners to enter Shaolin Temple without stealing its scriptures would be a grave disrespect to this ancestral home of Zen Buddhism!"

Based on the principle of respecting Shaolin martial arts.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Tan Qing circled around to the mirror, reached into the hole and groped around, but the hidden compartment was empty, with nothing inside.

His furtive appearance was clearly seen by the island lord standing nearby.

"Tan Qing! With a formidable enemy at hand, why don't you join us in defending against them?"

"You two, one a complete idiot and the other just dawdling around. In a few moments, those bald monks from the Xuan generation will arrive, and none of us will escape unscathed today!"

As he spoke, the island lord struck out with two more swords. With a flash of sword light, two Shaolin disciples fell to the ground.

These words reminded Tan Qing.

He suppressed his greed, and although he was filled with regret, he knew the situation was urgent, so he quickly shouted to Yue Laosan.

"Second Uncle, let's stop for now! Let's leave Shaolin first, and settle accounts with this brat later!"

But Yue Laosan was consumed by rage and only wanted to capture Xie Buruo. He refused to listen to advice and lashed out with his crocodile tail whip, striking a Buddha statue in front of him.

With a loud crash, half of the Buddha statue collapsed, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

Xie Buruo turned around and circled between two other Buddha statues, shouting to himself, "Yue Laosi, you have committed blasphemy against the Buddha! Your crime is truly heinous!"

The Shaolin monks in the hall were furious and filled with righteous indignation when they saw the Buddha statue collapse.

Several monks immediately abandoned Ha Daba and attacked Yue Laosan with their sticks, their sticks flashing and their attacks ruthless.

Xie Bu Ruo seized the opportunity, flicked his wrist, and launched a hidden arrow from his sleeve, secretly aiding the monk soldiers.

Seeing that there were more and more monks in the hall, Tan Qing knew that he could not delay any longer. He exchanged a glance with the island master, and at the same time, he gathered his energy and leaped up, breaking through the tiles with a move called "Dry Land Uprooting Onion", and jumped onto the roof.

In an instant, two piercing screams came from the roof.

Several monks who were guarding the upper floor had already been murdered.

Seeing this, Ha Daba waved both palms at once, making a whooshing sound, and shook off the several long sticks that were sweeping towards him.

He tossed Xue Muhua, who was behind him, through the hole in the roof and shouted, "Old District, catch him!"

The island lord reached out and grabbed Xue Muhua. Without saying a word, he and Tan Qing separated and ran off in opposite directions, one to the east and one to the west.

Chaos erupted inside the hall, and Ha Daba had no time to care about Yue Laosan.

His arms flew, his palms moving in a wide, sweeping motion.

With a single move, "Angry Horse Leaps Through the Pass," he repelled all the monks who were surrounding him.

Then, with a swift movement, he burst through the wall.

"Amitabha!"

A powerful Buddhist chant suddenly entered the ears, causing dust to fall from the roof.

Ha Daba, who had just broken through the wall, flew back.

Its feet slid several feet across the ground, until it was forced right in front of the bronze mirror, but its momentum did not diminish.

He slapped out with his palm with all his might, and with a bang, cracks immediately appeared all over the mirror surface.

Only with the force of the recoil was he able to regain his balance.

The Shaolin monks were overjoyed upon hearing this and shouted in unison.

"Grandmaster Xuanbei has arrived!"

A yellow figure flashed past the broken wall and instantly appeared in front of Ha Daba.

The newcomer was a gaunt old monk, none other than Xuanbei.

Xuanbei remained silent, then raised his arm and threw a punch.

This punch looked ordinary, lacking both speed and fancy moves.

But as soon as the fist struck, a sudden gust of wind arose inside the hall, and everyone could only hear a buzzing sound.

Ha Daba's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly raised his arm to block.

With a loud bang, the two exchanged a punch in front of the bronze mirror.

Immediately afterward, a cracking sound was heard, and Ha Daba's right arm bone shattered on the spot.

He groaned, and his right arm could no longer be raised.

Xuan Bei then extended two fingers simultaneously, as fast as lightning, striking two major acupoints on him.

Ha Daba immediately froze on the spot, unable to move.

A group of Shaolin monks immediately stepped forward and used their staffs to firmly capture him.

Xuan Bei turned around again and was already in front of Yue Laosan.

Having witnessed his extraordinary martial arts skills, Yue Laosan dared not be negligent and attacked with all his might, using both whip and scissors.

The two fought for several moves, their figures clashing, when several muffled thuds were heard.

Xuanbei's withered arms, surprisingly strong as steel, slammed directly onto the whip scissors.

With a burst of powerful force, the alligator snips flew out of his hand and landed upside down on the roof beam, the snips still swaying on their own.

The crocodile-tail whip also crashed through the wooden window and fell outside the hall.

Yue Laosan's arms were sore and numb, and before he could recover, Xuan Bei's attack came again.

He forced himself to gather his strength and threw a punch to counter.

With three punches clashing, Yue Laosan staggered back six steps, felt a sweet taste in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xuanbei stepped forward slowly, gently patted his back, and sealed his acupoints.

The Shaolin monks who had been waiting nearby rushed forward and used their staffs to hold Yue Laosan firmly in place.

Old Yue was fierce by nature and unwilling to accept defeat. He struggled desperately, but his acupoints were sealed, and he could not use any of his internal energy. In the end, his efforts were in vain.

He continued to swear, but instead of shouting, he was silenced by the Shaolin monks' pressure points.

Several monks, harboring resentment, couldn't resist taking revenge. Taking advantage of the chaos, they struck him twice on the buttocks with sticks.

Xie Buruo, seeing that the crisis had passed, stepped forward and bowed.

"Many thanks to Master Xuanbei for his help."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Bei suddenly moved closer, his left arm reaching out to grab his pressure points.

Having grown accustomed to fighting these past few days, Xie Buruo naturally used a light-footed step to narrowly avoid Xie Buruo's claw attack.

Xuanbei's eyes widened in surprise. He exclaimed "Eh!" and switched to the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, reaching out again with his backhand.

Xie Buruo had only learned one move, Lingbo Weibu, and was ultimately unable to dodge, so Xuan Bei grabbed him by the Xinlingtai acupoint on his back.

The force penetrated, instantly sealing the acupoints.

Xuanbei subdued several people in succession. Looking around, he saw that the hall was in a mess, the Buddha statues had collapsed, and the bronze mirror in front of the Buddha had a large hole in it, with cracks all over the surface.

"Amitabha. You have trespassed into Shaolin Temple, stolen scriptures, injured people, and destroyed our Buddhist hall. You are guilty, you are guilty."

Xie Buruo spoke up, "Master Xuanbei, Physician Xue and I were chased into Shaolin by this group of thugs."

Several martial monks, having witnessed Xie Buruo deal with the South Sea Crocodile God, said, "Grandmaster Uncle, this benefactor did indeed lend a helping hand."

The monk Xuanbei simply waved his hand to stop the monks and gave them instructions.

"You all retreat to the outside of the hall and wait."

After the monks left, Xuanbei looked at the broken bronze mirror and pressed his hand against the four characters "一梦如是" (A Dream Like This).

The bronze mirror was severely damaged, and the mechanism was no longer working.

He sighed softly and punched the bronze mirror.

With a crash, the lenses flew everywhere and shattered on the floor.

Xuan Bei looked down at the fragments on the ground, then at the empty hidden compartment, his expression solemn.

He walked up to Yue Laosan and Ha Daba, touched each of them, and showed a look of disappointment.

Then he went to Xie Buruo, slowly extended his hand, and spoke one word at a time.

"The scriptures will be returned."