The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

It's still a bit early, so Linghu Chong, unable to sleep, went out for a walk.

Linghu Chong was strolling around when he unknowingly came to a small hill, and not far away was a nunnery.

"Huh? Baiyun Nunnery?"

Linghu Chong was surprised, not expecting that he had unknowingly arrived near Baiyun Temple. He then wanted to turn around and go back to the house, but his gaze sharpened as he looked at a tiled house not far from Baiyun Temple, where three people were talking outside.

"Huh? Junior Sister Yilin? Master Bujie?"

Linghu Chong recognized two of them as Yilin and Bujie, but he couldn't recognize the third person.

The third person was an old nun. Yilin was holding her hand and talking to her. The old nun looked at her with a kind smile. Bujie stood next to the two of them and watched this scene with a smile on his face.

"It seems this old lady is Junior Sister Yilin's mother."

Linghu Chong thought to himself upon seeing this scene, but at this moment he also felt a little strange.

"Judging from that old lady's attire, could she be a nun? A nun and a monk have gotten married."

Thinking of this, Linghu Chong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The old nun who was talking not far away suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked at Linghu Chong at the same time as Bujie.

"It happened."

Linghu Chong thought to himself, but since he had been discovered, he might as well come out.

"Junior Sister Yilin, Master Bujie, good evening."

Upon seeing that it was Linghu Chong, Bujie's expression softened, while Yilin's expression was even more varied, first showing joy, then sadness, and then forcing a smile.

"Brother Linghu."

After seeing Yilin's expression, the old nun glanced at Linghu Chong but said nothing.

"Weren't you at Wuse Nunnery? What are you doing here?"

He remained doubtful.

Linghu Chong scratched his head and laughed, "We've already met with Uncle Dingxian. I had nothing to do and couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk."

After saying that, Linghu Chong looked at the old nun.

Who is this?

Yilin quickly said, "Brother Linghu, this is my mother. You can just call her Grandma Mute."

A mute old woman?

Linghu Chong was taken aback.

He could see the old nun talking from a distance. She was clearly not mute, so why was she called "mute old woman"?

Linghu Chong was puzzled, but he still said, "Greetings, Granny Mute. I am Linghu Chong from the Huashan Sect."

The mute old woman smiled at Linghu Chong but didn't speak, as if she really was mute.

Linghu Chong found it even stranger.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, hurry up and go. I'll see you off."

Bu Jie waved his hand, about to pull Linghu Chong away.

Linghu Chong was taken aback. Was he really going to leave?

However, since Bu Jie had already said so, he had no choice but to leave.

Seeing Linghu Chong turn and leave, Yilin opened her mouth as if she had something to say, but ultimately remained silent.

After Linghu Chong left, the mute old woman looked at her and spoke.

Is he the person you like?

……

"Master Bujie, there's no need to see me off."

After seeing Linghu Chong off, Bujie did not return. He continued to escort Linghu Chong until they were almost at Fengxi. It seemed as if he was about to take him inside. Linghu Chong quickly said...

Bu Jie finally stopped, but didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at him with a serious expression.

Seeing Bujie's expression, Linghu Chong looked puzzled.

Bu Jie said, "I have something I'd like to ask you."

Linghu Chong was surprised, but still said, "Master, please ask."

Bu Jie looked at Linghu Chong with a serious expression and said, "When you were at the foot of the mountain, your junior brother said that Master Lingxuan was fine the night before you left, but passed away the next day. I want to know what you talked about that night."

Linghu Chong looked surprised.

"Master Bujie, you..."

Linghu Chong was puzzled as to why He Jie was so concerned about the death of Zen Master Lingxuan. He subconsciously wanted to ask him, but then realized what he was doing.

Without abstaining... Without confusion...

Looking at Bujie's expression, Linghu Chong suddenly understood.

Bu Jie also said, "Some things are my own private matters, but I will not hide them from you. I was once a monk at the Southern Shaolin Temple. Master Lingxuan was my master. I want to know what he said before he passed away."

Linghu Chong nodded; he understood.

"That evening, when my fellow disciples and I went to see Zen Master Lingxuan, he asked me what I had gained in the Sutra Repository..."

Don't be afraid to listen patiently.

"Later, my junior brother said he was also interested in a martial arts technique and wanted to know if it was still in the Southern Shaolin Temple."

Upon hearing this, Bu Jie's gaze sharpened, and he quickly pressed for more information.

"What kind of cultivation technique?"

"The Sunflower Manual"

Chapter 539: The Hanging Temple

"What did you say?"

Bu Jie's pupils dilated, and he looked astonished.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Linghu Chong looked at him with a puzzled expression, not understanding why Bujie was reacting so strongly to this.

Bu Jie continued to stare intently at him.

"You said your junior brother mentioned the Sunflower Manual. Why did he bring it up? Why did he single it out?"

Linghu Chong frowned, puzzled.

Is there a problem with the Sunflower Manual?

"Answer me first!"

Unable to contain his anxiety about this issue, he demanded an explanation.

As the two were talking, a figure stood quietly on a distant hill, watching them.

Linghu Chong felt suspicious at this moment, but because the other party was Yilin's father, he did not doubt too much and explained, "My junior brother said that he had heard that the Sunflower Manual was once in the hands of the Southern Shaolin when he was traveling in the martial arts world, so he asked about it out of curiosity."

Upon hearing this, Bu Jie frowned and pressed for an answer.

"That's all?"

Linghu Chong nodded.

Bu Jie fell into deep thought, his expression constantly shifting.

"No, that's not right, it's not that simple, otherwise he wouldn't be dead..."

Bu Jie paced back and forth, muttering to himself, his expression growing agitated.

Linghu Chong, seeing his obsessed attitude, couldn't help but wonder...

"Master? Is there a problem?"

Bu Jie stopped and turned to look at him.

"It's nothing. Since you're already here, I won't see you off. Goodbye."

After saying that, Bu Jie turned and left without waiting for Linghu Chong to speak.

"Huh? Master?"

Linghu Chong looked bewildered. Seeing Bujie's figure quickly disappear into the night, he shook his head, said something strange, and left as well.

At that moment, the figure on the high slope not far away glanced at Bu Jie as he walked away, then at Linghu Chong, and then turned and left as well.

When Linghu Chong returned to Fengxi and was about to go back to his room to sleep, he found Jiang Ning outside, gazing intently at the night sky.

"Junior brother? You're still awake?"

Linghu Chong was surprised; he had thought Jiang Ning was already asleep.

Jiang Ning turned around and looked at him, then smiled.

"Couldn't sleep, so I came out for a walk to clear my head. Where did Senior Brother go so late?"

Linghu Chong also laughed and said, "I couldn't sleep either, so I came out for a walk. Now I'm going to bed."

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, watching Linghu Chong enter the house.

Just as Linghu Chong was about to return to his room, Linghu Chong turned around and looked at him again.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ning smiled.

Linghu Chong looked hesitant, then walked over and sat down next to Jiang Ning.

“Junior brother, I actually walked to Baiyun Nunnery without realizing it while I was taking a walk just now. I saw Master Bujie, Junior Sister Yilin, and an old nun talking outside the house.”

Jiang Ning remained silent.