Simultaneous time travel, starting from Little Li Flying Dagger

When it rains, the mountain wears a hat; when it doesn't rain, the mountain bends over.

It was the season when the mountains were closed off by ice and snow and pilgrims were nowhere to be seen. On top of that, there was rain and snow, which was a very unpleasant weather. Chu Ke was wearing a raincoat. Looking at the blurry mountain scenery in front of him, he thought that he would make a fuss about this with Shaolin.

When the time comes, we must vent our anger on their library!

We climbed the mountain for more than three hours before finally seeing the magnificent halls of Shaolin Temple.

The palaces and pavilions are connected, reaching straight into the clouds, with countless layers.

It is supposed to be a place to escape the mortal world, yet it is also considered one of the most luxurious and extravagant places in the mortal world.

Accompanied by the ancient Buddhist chants, Master Xinmei led the group to the backyard.

Unlike the previous temple, this place was unusually quiet, with only the sound of snow melting on bamboo leaves and chess pieces falling.

Deep within the bamboo forest was an elegant Zen retreat. Peeking through the open window, two people were playing chess.

On the right is a gaunt old monk, while on the left is a tall, thin old man with a narrow forehead, thin face, and a prominent nose like an eagle. Just one glance is enough to make one feel an awe-inspiring authority and charisma.

That's the vast array of weapons, the all-knowing scholar who discusses all the heroes of the world!

Chuk suddenly laughed when he saw Bai Xiaosheng.

In the original story, Xinmei and Tianqi, who were traveling with Li Xunhuan, both died from the deadly poison of the Five Poisons Child. Bai Xiaosheng seized on this and framed Li Xunhuan for the crime, trapping him at Shaolin Temple.

Now that he himself was involved, and with his mind still sharp, Chu Ke wanted to see what other tricks this all-knowing scholar had up his sleeve.

When Master Xinhu and Bai Xiaosheng saw that the group had arrived, they got up and stopped ten steps away from Li Xunhuan.

Master Xinhu sized up Li Xunhuan, while Bai Xiaosheng stared intently at Chu Ke!

Chuk was speechless.

Why is this old man staring at me? Does he think I'm his love rival?

He certainly knew that Bai Xiaosheng, the mastermind behind the Plum Blossom Thief group, was also Lin Xian'er's biggest lover.

This blatant hostility convinced Chu Ke that Lin Xian'er must have already spoken with Bai Xiaosheng.

Maybe the person they most want to get rid of right now isn't Li Xunhuan, but themselves!

"It's been a long time since I've seen the third-ranked scholar," Master Xinhu said, pressing his palms together.

Li Xunhuan bowed humbly and said:

"Master Xinhu is highly respected and revered throughout the world. I am but a humble student of the martial arts world, yet I never expected that the master would recognize me."

Before the mutual flattery performance was over, a sinister voice rang out.

"A man like Li Xunhuan is known throughout the martial arts world, but I never expected that you would be the Plum Blossom Thief."

Bai Xiaosheng finally turned his attention to Li Xunhuan, speaking sweet words while harboring treacherous intentions.

Li Xunhuan chuckled, "Shaolin has two branches, North and South, with three thousand disciples. Who in the martial world doesn't fear us? If I were truly the Plum Blossom Thief, how would I dare come to this ancient temple?"

"That's precisely where your exceptional intelligence lies." Bai Xiaosheng was clearly prepared.

"He tried to use his own body to cover up his treacherous nature, but unfortunately, this trick cannot fool true wise men. Master Xinhu and I absolutely do not believe it."

Bai Xiaosheng cupped his hands in greeting to Xinhu, and as he spoke, he had already pulled Xinhu into his camp.

Chu Ke shook his head as he looked at the smug Bai Xiaosheng.

People who think they know everything and act profound are truly annoying.

After eating Li Feidao, he behaved himself.

Li Xunhuan was even more amused by Bai Xiao's anger, and he opened his mouth to ask:

"I wonder what evidence you have to accuse me, Li, of being the Plum Blossom Thief? Convicting someone without any evidence is not the style of the number one sect in the martial arts world."

While throwing knives are sharp, Li Xunhuan's words are even more formidable.

But Bai Xiaosheng smiled slightly like a victor, "Even Buddha Tathagata can't help but roar like a lion when he sees a villain. As long as the third-ranked scholar stays in Shaolin, I will naturally be able to find evidence."

Li Xunhuan shrugged and said:

"If that's the case, then everyone, please shout it out."

Master Xinhu sighed upon hearing this, and then a group of monks and disciples suddenly appeared from all directions, surrounding the group of people.

Today was originally a trap set by Li Xunhuan to capture Shaolin, so Master Xinhu had naturally made arrangements in advance.

"Amitabha Buddha, as Bai Xiaosheng said, you should stay at Shaolin for the time being until the truth comes out."

Master Xinhu clasped his hands together at his chest and uttered a low Buddhist chant.

"Since Master Xinhu is such a hospitable guest, I would be impolite to refuse."

Li Xunhuan sneered and agreed without hesitation.

He originally intended to find the truth at Shaolin Temple. Bai Xiaosheng thought he had successfully kept Li Xunhuan there, but in reality, it was Li Xunhuan who successfully made Bai Xiaosheng keep him there.

As for Chu Ke, he had no intention of getting involved in the feud between Li Xunhuan and Bai Xiaosheng, and helping the third-ranked scholar clear his name was not part of his plan.

Chuk's purpose for this trip has always been singular.

The Library of Scriptures!

That being said, it was the abbot of Shaolin who invited me to be his guest.

I can only say that I have a real connection with Shaolin Temple!

..........

The cold moon hangs in the sky, and all is silent and deserted.

Under the moonlight, Chuk arrived at a lake. In the center of the lake stood an ancient pavilion with the three ancient and vigorous characters "Scripture Repository" on its plaque.

The Shaolin Temple built its Sutra Repository in the middle of the lake to be close to the water for fire prevention and to protect those priceless ancient books.

Despite arriving at the important Shaolin Temple, Chu Ke felt no tension.

Just because...

At this moment, all the Shaolin monks were drawn to Li Xunhuan, and the Sutra Pavilion was at its weakest point in terms of defense, creating a great opportunity for Chu Ke.

Li Tanhua suffered hardship, and the infamy... he still had to bear it.

There were two monks on night duty at the entrance of the pavilion. Chuk did not approach them, but instead took out a plum blossom needle from the shadows and pressed it on the Fengfu acupoint on the back of their necks. After they lost consciousness, he quickly entered the library.

Upon entering the attic, Chuck noticed a faint medicinal fragrance permeating the air, presumably used to repel insects and protect the books.

All was quiet and deserted; the bookshelves were antique and exquisite...

Chuk immediately began searching extensively within the library.

Many ancient books, though their pages are yellowed, are still well preserved, and some fragments are neatly stored on the lower shelves.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Chuck quickly flipped through the pages.

He vaguely remembered that the Yi Jin Jing had been stolen by Xin Jian and was intended to frame Li Xunhuan, so his goal for this trip was not this temple's unique skill.

Even martial arts like the Seventy-Two Shaolin Arts are sufficient.

Although these seventy-two unique skills are like a curse, the more one learns, the more malevolent energy one will be entangled in, and the more tragic the end will be.

But what does this have to do with Chuk?

He learned martial arts in just four words.

The more the better.

Before long, Chuk had searched several bookshelves and indeed found something.

"Great Monument-Smashing Hand, Dragon Claw Hand, Great Compassionate Thousand-Leaf Hand..."

"Breaking the Rules Knife Technique, Hidden Universe in the Sleeve, Sun and Moon Whip Technique..."

But after looking through it again, Chuk frowned deeply, feeling resentful.

The loss of assets by Shaolin Temple is extremely serious!

Not to mention sixty or seventy books of these seventy-two unique skills, they couldn't even find twenty or thirty books in one night.

Shouldn't the monk Pingchangxinhu take a look at the secret manuals stored in the Sutra Repository?

Feeling somewhat disappointed, Chuk couldn't linger any longer.

After rummaging through the library, Chuk was suddenly startled.

Under the moonlight, on the only wooden bridge leading away from the Sutra Repository, stood a tall, thin, and strangely shaped figure holding a fan.

............