Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

The First Master, Xinhu, naturally understood the meaning behind his Third Junior Brother Xinjing's words.

This fat monk not only made the flying sword have the effect of the "Bodhi Sword Technique", but also had an extremely strong hard skill for self-defense.

Moreover, he has an extremely accurate judgment of the situation and acts decisively, making him a very difficult character to deal with.

Xinhu never imagined that the thief who seemed so difficult to deal with was none other than Afei, who had escaped from his sight that morning.

Ah Fei naturally knew where Xin Hu's weakness lay.

The fifth-ranking monk in his hand, Xinshu, is someone that everyone in Shaolin must protect.

This is because the man's original name was Hu Yunji, and he was once known as the "Iron-Blooded Censor" for his literary and romantic life.

Moreover, he was Li Xunhuan's colleague when he was an official.

Ten years ago, he submitted a memorial impeaching Li Xunhuan, saying that although the third-ranked scholar was in the government, he secretly associated with bandits.

In reality, Li Xunhuan simply enjoyed inviting chivalrous figures from the martial arts world to gather and drink together.

At that time, Li Xunhuan, who was tired of fame and fortune and the treacherous atmosphere of officialdom, was already considering retiring.

Hu Yunji's impeachment made him make up his mind, and he took this opportunity to resign from his official post and go into seclusion.

Afei guessed that Hu Yunji was dumbfounded at the time: everyone was just impeaching each other for fun, just to show off, why did you take it seriously?

Unexpectedly, Li Xunhuan, one of the "Three Scholars of the Imperial Examination," actually resigned from his official post.

Not long after that, Hu Yunji felt that he was not suitable to be an imperial censor.

Because he felt guilty towards Li Xunhuan and knew that "too much talk leads to mistakes," he went into seclusion in Buddhism.

He became the fifth of the "Seven Sons of the First Seat," named Xinshu.

Ah Fei took him hostage, not for any other reason than his true identity—an imperial censor.

Although he has retreated into the Buddhist order, he has not resigned from his official post and is still an official.

If something happens to him at Shaolin, for whatever reason, do you think the government will let Shaolin off the hook?

No matter what kind of "strongest sect in the world" you are, which one dares to oppose the imperial court?

The "Three Wu and One Zong" regimes said they would just destroy Buddhism, but did they ever ask the Buddhist community for their opinion?

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Heart Lake to allow Heart Tree to get into trouble.

Xinhu's wrinkled face calmed down, and she said to Afei:

"Whether you are a disciple of Buddhism or not, don't you feel ashamed of such behavior?"

"How will you ever face anyone in the martial world again?"

Ah Fei chuckled. Was this old monk trying to force him with morality?

But he's never one to respond to force or persuasion.

He chuckled leisurely:

"No matter how my fellow martial arts practitioners view me, I'll only know if I'm alive."

"If I die here today, why should I care about my posthumous reputation?"

The eyes in the lake of the heart sparkle; if there are demands, there is something to talk about.

"Alright, as long as you release Fifth Junior Brother, this old monk guarantees you won't be harmed in the slightest."

Ah Fei sneered:

"Don't treat me like a three-year-old. What good are your promises? It's better to rely on yourself than on others."

Upon hearing this, Xinhu clenched her fists and her eyebrows shot up.

But he still spoke in as calm a tone as possible:

"This old monk's words are always kept; if you don't believe me, you might as well ask the fellow martial artists present..."

Before he finished speaking, his brows furrowed sharply, and his eyes searched around as if looking for something.

Seeing this, Ah Fei laughed:

"You just noticed? A few people are missing here?"

After checking several more times, Xinhu finally confirmed that Bai Xiaosheng and Chu Liuxiang, who had clearly been present just moments before, had somehow disappeared.

He then looked at Afei and said:

"Looks like you know where they went."

Ah Fei blinked and said:

"Yes, of course I know where they went, but why should I tell you?"

The angry voice in my heart was about to rebuke:

"you……"

But when he saw the ashen-looking Heart Tree in Ah Fei's hand, he suppressed his anger.

Xinhu clenched his fist, his inner energy circulating silently within him, and said:

"Alright, then what exactly do you want? Do you just want this old monk to let you go?"

Afei pointed at Lianxing and Xingnu.

Lianxing was still locked in a standoff with the old monk Xinjing, never letting up for a moment.

Since Afei appeared, Xingnu hadn't moved an inch, only staring at him without blinking.

After gesturing, Afei said to Xinhu:

"I'm going to take both of them with me."

After pondering for a moment, Xinhu said:

"Alright, as you wish."

Upon hearing this, the Heart Lamp and Heart Candle beside him said anxiously:

"Senior Brother, you mustn't! How can you bow down to such a villain..."

Xinhu waved her hand to interrupt the two, and said sadly:

"If we don't listen to him, must we really lose the Heart Tree's life?"

"Xinshu has already suffered enough in this life; how can we let him suffer this calamity again?"

The Heart Candle and the Heart Lamp exchanged a glance, sighed, and the Heart Candle said dejectedly:

"Should we just let him go like this? Wouldn't that only embolden him?"

Xinhu certainly understood what he meant.

As the head of the martial arts world, Shaolin Temple has lost face by letting the bandits who intended to steal the scriptures go.

Xinhu's eyes flickered, and she slowly spoke, word by word:

"I already have a plan in mind; let him be smug for a while longer."

Ah Fei felt contempt upon hearing this.

The old monk gave such a sanctimonious reason for releasing the man, but it was clearly because he was wary of Xinshu's identity.

But he was too lazy to point it out, and gestured for Lianxing and Xingnu to come closer to him.

The two women, wary of the monks, circled around to A-Fei's side.

Lianxing secretly asked Afei using her "telepathic transmission" technique:

"Can we go now? Have you finished your business?"

The Mingyu Gong manual originally contained the skill of "transmitting sound into secrets," and most mental cultivation methods in the world also possess this kind of technique.

She knew that Afei, who was also proficient in the Mingyu Gong, would definitely be able to use it as well.

Ah Fei glanced at her sideways and whispered back:

"No rush, let's play around with them first."

Lianxing was taken aback upon hearing this, never expecting that Afei would have such a playful side.

She didn't care; getting away wasn't a problem, but she still had Xingnu with her.

Among the monks present, Xinhu and Xinjing were two whose martial arts skills surpassed hers. Faced with such an enemy, she could not guarantee Xingnu's safety.

Although she was a maid, she didn't want Xingnu to get hurt.

Lianxing said somewhat anxiously:

"What time is it? Stop acting like a child and take this opportunity to get away."

"If you're still upset, come back in a few days, and I'll help you get revenge, okay?"

She even used a tone of voice meant to coax a child.

In a few days, Lianxing's "Mingyu Gong" will surely reach the eighth level. At that time, these monks will be no different from chickens and dogs in her eyes.

Ah Fei seemed to sense Lianxing's concerns and comforted her:

"Don't worry, I've already made a plan, and I certainly won't let either of you suffer any losses. Just wait a little longer."

Seeing the exchange of glances between the fat monk disguised as Afei and the burly monk disguised as Lianxing, Xinhu knew they must be plotting something.

He frowned and said:

"This old monk has already agreed to let you leave, why haven't you released my fifth junior brother yet?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dark figure flew out of the 'Scripture Pavilion' with a 'bang'.