The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Ji Wu Shi used to be very confused about what kind of person Jiang Ning was, and who was he, the King of Hell or the hero. But now Ji Wu Shi finally understood that it was both of them, he was the King of Hell and the hero.

After standing there for a long time, Ji Wu Shi felt very calm.

After a long time.

Ji Wu Shi turned around and left, no longer following Jiang Ning and his group south. He was no longer interested in this.

After Ji Wu Shi left, he never showed up in the world again, and no one knew him anymore. The people just had another traveling doctor who saved the dying and the wounded.

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Fuzhou Prefecture is hundreds of miles away from Yanping Prefecture. Under normal circumstances, Jiangning and his two companions could arrive there in a few days by horseback riding. However, they had to carry these children and dozens of other boxes of silver on the road, so they were inevitably delayed for a few days.

It is now mid-to-late September, and Jiang Ning and his group have finally arrived in Fuzhou Prefecture.

When he saw the familiar place where he grew up, Lin Pingzhi's eyes were filled with emotion.

"Brother, my home is on Ximen Street. Let me lead the way."

Lin Pingzhi said.

Jiang Ning nodded. "Okay."

Led by Lin Pingzhi, the group headed towards Ximen Street in Fuzhou Prefecture. The road was paved with bluestone slabs and went straight forward. At the end, a magnificent mansion appeared in front of Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong.

There were two flagpoles erected on both sides of the gate of the mansion, but the flagpoles had been broken into two pieces. Above the gate were written the words "Fuwei Escort Agency".

The mansion was magnificent, but the dust on the front door, pillars, and plaque on the gate indicated that no one had lived here for a long time.

"Two brothers, we are here."

Lin Pingzhi said to Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong.

"Junior Brother Lin, your house is really magnificent."

Linghu Chong was amazed when he saw the magnificent Fuwei Escort Agency.

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said nothing.

No matter how magnificent it is, the people who once lived in it are no longer here.

"go in."

Jiang Ning said.

The two men responded, Linghu Chong invited the children to come in, and Lin Pingzhi pushed open the door of Fuwei Escort Agency.

Pushing open the door, you will see the front yard, which is very spacious and quiet.

Lin Pingzhi stared at everything here in a daze.

"Dad, mother, the child is back."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were dazed and he was mumbling something.

In his eyes, he seemed to see his former self playing here again, his parents were still there, there were many bodyguards around, and there was laughter and joy all over the place.

But in a blink of an eye, the place was deserted.

Lin Pingzhi didn't say anything, but two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

Suddenly he noticed something strange happening on his shoulder, and turned around to see Jiang Ning patting him on the shoulder. He then joined Linghu Chong in greeting the children.

Looking at the figures of Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong, Lin Pingzhi's originally dazed eyes became firm again, and he said silently in his heart.

"Dad, Mom, don't worry, I'm fine. I've joined the Huashan Sect, and my brothers and sisters are all very kind to me. I'll live well."

The Fuwei Escort Agency is large enough to accommodate dozens of children.

However, since the Fuwei Escort Agency was too large, it was difficult for Jiang Ning and the other two to clean it up, so Lin Pingzhi paid someone to clean the Fuwei Escort Agency. He then went to purchase a lot of food. He was very busy, but Lin Pingzhi enjoyed it.

The last time he and Cheng Buyu came here, they just paid homage to their ancestors and were chased before they had time to clean up the Fuwei Escort Agency. Now that they are finally back, Lin Pingzhi decided to clean up the place properly.

After settling them, Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong decided to go to Quanzhou Prefecture to visit Putian Shaolin Temple first, while Lin Pingzhi would stay in Fuzhou Prefecture to look after the children. When they returned, they would bring the children back to Huashan.

Lin Pingzhi had no objection. After all, these children did need someone to take care of them, and he also had to reorganize the Fuwei Escort Agency.

After the discussion, Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong did not stay for long and left Fuzhou Prefecture on horseback.

Putian was not far from Fuzhou Prefecture. Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong did not rest on the way and arrived there after a day of riding.

Putian Shaolin Temple.

"Xu~~"

Linghu Chong reined in his horse and stopped, and he and Jiang Ning saw a stretch of magnificent buildings before them.

This is Putian Shaolin Temple.

The two men dismounted and walked away. There were two monks guarding the gate of Shaolin Temple.

After seeing the two men, the two monks stepped forward and asked.

"Excuse me, who are you two?"

Jiang Ning spoke.

"The Huashan Sect is visiting."

Chapter 502: Zen Master Lingxuan

The two monks were shocked when they heard this and bowed quickly.

"This humble monk greets the two donors."

Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong also returned the greeting. "Excuse me, Masters."

One of the monks said, "Our temple has known in advance that your sect is coming, and our abbot has been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me."

Jiang Ning nodded, and then he and Linghu Chong followed the monk into the temple.

The Shaolin Temple in Putian is built on a mountain, surrounded by nine peaks in a circle like a lotus, and the Shaolin Temple is located right in the middle of the nine peaks.

The Shaolin Temple has a vast area of ​​buildings, with pavilions, towers, colorful flowers and green willows. The halls are magnificent and majestic, and are in no way inferior to the Shaolin Temple in Songshan.

"The abbot of our temple was overjoyed when he learned that your sect was coming to visit. He looked forward to seeing you two coming day and night, and finally, you two are here."

Said the monk who led the way.

Jiang Ning said, "I'm sorry to have kept Master Abbot waiting for a long time."

The monk took Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong for a long distance and finally brought them to a Zen temple.

"Please wait here for a moment. I will report to the abbot of our temple."

Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong stood outside the courtyard waiting while the monk entered the temple.

Not long after, the monk came out again.

"You two, please follow me."

After Jiang Ning and Linghu Chong entered the Zen temple, they were taken into a Zen room where an old monk was waiting for them.

"My two benefactors, this is the abbot of our temple, Zen Master Lingxuan."

Zen Master Lingxuan?

Jiang Ning looked at the old monk.

Zen Master Lingxuan was a rather thin man, and looked to be about eighty years old, with wrinkles all over his face, and he looked very old.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Lingxuan looked at Jiang Ning and the others with a smile on his face.

"I am Lingxuan. A month and a half ago, I received a letter from Master Yue of your sect saying that he would send his disciples to visit my Southern Shaolin. Now I see that you two are so handsome and vigorous. You are indeed worthy of being disciples of a great sect. I wonder what your names are?"

When Yue Buqun wrote to the Shaolin Temple in Putian, he did not specify who he would send.

Linghu Chong bowed quickly and said, "Junior Linghu Chong of Huashan Sect greets the Zen Master."

Jiang Ning also bowed.

"Junior Jiang Ning, nice to meet the Zen Master."

When he heard Linghu Chong announce his name, Zen Master Lingxuan had a calm expression and a smile on his face. But when he heard Jiang Ning announce his name, Zen Master Lingxuan's expression paused and he looked at Jiang Ning.

Who?

Who do you say you are?

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Zen Master Lingxuan's turbid eyes changed.

"Young man, are you the world-famous Jiang Ning, known as the King of Hell Ning in the Jianghu?"

Jiang Ning laughed.

"Master, you are too kind. I am not famous in the martial arts world. I am just a disciple of Mount Hua."

Looking at Jiang Ning's humble appearance, those who don't know him might think it is true, but those who really know him know what the three words "Ning Yanwang" mean.

Zen Master Lingxuan had no expression on his face, but ripples were forming in his heart.

He originally thought that the people from Huashan Sect who came this time might be masters of Yue Buqun's generation, or some second-generation disciples, but he didn't expect that Jiang Ning would come.

If Yue Buqun had not written a letter in advance to give them a heads-up, he would have thought that the Huashan Sect was going to go to war with his Southern Shaolin.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Lingxuan couldn't help chanting a Buddhist name, and after gently suppressing his emotions, he said, "Have you two young heroes had a peaceful journey?"

When Yue Buqun wrote to Zen Master Lingxuan, he mentioned that the person he sent came down the mountain in early July, and according to the distance, he would arrive in two months. If he could hurry up on the road, he would arrive in late August. As a result, Zen Master Lingxuan started waiting in early September, and now it is mid-to-late September, which is almost half a month. According to the distance, it should not be so slow.

Linghu Chong glanced at Jiang Ning without saying anything. Jiang Ning took over and said, "My two brothers and I were indeed delayed on the road. We are sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

Zen Master Lingxuan chuckled and shook his head.

"Sooner or later, it will arrive."

Every word and action of Zen Master Lingxuan is full of mystery.

"You two have come all the way from Shaanxi, and I'm sure you must be exhausted from the journey. Why don't you take a rest today? I will discuss the scriptures with you two tomorrow."

Jiang Ning stood up. When Linghu Chong saw that Jiang Ning had stood up, he also stood up quickly.

Jiang Ning bowed and said, "Then I'm sorry to bother your temple."