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

The courtyard was quiet, and a cool breeze was blowing.

There is a bamboo grove in the courtyard, and deep within the bamboo grove is an elegant Zen retreat.

Looking through the open window, you can see an old monk meditating.

The old monk had an unusual appearance and a serene expression, as if he had become one with the quiet world.

But the silence was soon broken as a monk swiftly entered the meditation room.

Although he walked very fast, he dared not make too much noise, and tiptoed in.

No matter how careful he was, the old monk who was meditating had already noticed him.

The old monk, without even opening his eyes, asked:

"What is it?"

His voice was like a morning bell or evening drum, loud and deep, as if the Buddha were chanting sutras, with lingering echoes.

It's hard to imagine that this seemingly frail monk could speak with such a resounding voice.

His martial arts skills are clearly evident.

The monk, who had tiptoed in, quickly bowed and said:

"Master, Second Uncle has been brought back."

It turns out that this old monk is none other than Master Xinhu, the current head of the "Northern Shaolin" school—"Songshan Shaolin Temple".

The monk who relayed the message was his disciple.

Xinhu suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were not as cloudy as those of a seventy or eighty-year-old man; instead, they were bright and clear, conveying a sense of returning to simplicity.

Xinhu sensed something amiss in his disciple's words and asked:

"Sent back? Why was your second uncle sent back to the mountain?"

The monk dared not conceal the truth and replied:

"Second Uncle seems to have suffered a serious injury. At this moment, Fourth Uncle and Seventh Uncle are already examining his injuries."

"Also sent along was Nangong Ling, the current leader of the Beggars' Sect. He was accompanied by Chu Liuxiang, the 'Thief King'."

Xinhu had already stood up and said:

Where are they right now?

The monk bowed and said:

"It's right outside Second Uncle's meditation room."

Before he finished speaking, Xinhu had already stepped out of the meditation hall.

Xinmei's meditation room is not far from the main hall.

At this moment, Afei was standing under the eaves, gazing at the majestic roof ridge of the main hall with Chu Liuxiang.

Because female guests are not allowed to enter the meditation rooms of Shaolin disciples, Lianxing and Xingnu were taken to a nearby nunnery.

Lianxing was initially quite indignant about this, but after Afei kindly persuaded her, she obediently left.

The faint sound of chanting drifted through the cold wind, filling the world with an ancient and solemn mystery.

Chu Liuxiang sighed:

"With so many monks chanting scriptures for thousands of years, I wonder if Buddha has grown tired of listening."

Upon hearing this, Afei remained silent for a moment before speaking:

"The Three Martial Arts and One Sect did allow Buddha to rest, but his disciples certainly never complained of being tired when they were enclosing land and territory."

He never had any fondness for these idealistic things.

It's just an excuse for those who don't engage in productive work to exploit the poor.

Chu Liuxiang glanced at him, his expression full of surprise.

To say such things in a place is utterly outrageous.

Chu Liuxiang didn't speak, but his expression shifted as he sensed someone approaching.

Ah Fei looked at the person who had come.

A line of text popped up in front of him from the system "Ancient Martial Arts Records".

[Heart Lake discovered; cultivation technique detected: "Formless Divine Skill"; analysis to begin.]

Xinhu had already stopped outside the two of them.

His gaze fell on the two of them.

Chu Liuxiang's name is renowned, and almost everyone in the martial arts world knows his name.

Xinhu could tell at a glance which of the two was Chu Liuxiang.

It was only because Ah Fei next to him was too young. Although he looked calm, he still had a childish air about him.

Xinhu intended to take a few more glances at Chu Liuxiang, but his attention was drawn to Afei instead.

This boy has a really special aura.

He observed Ah Fei carefully, not wanting to miss a single detail, and he felt that Ah Fei was full of contradictions.

So young, yet with such a calm gaze.

With such delicate skin on his face and hands, he should be a pampered young nobleman.

But every glance and every movement of his concealed sharpness, clearly indicating that he had been immersed in martial arts for a long time.

Although he has a handsome appearance, he possesses a captivating and elegant charm.

Xinhu had no idea that this elegant temperament was something that Afei had acquired from "Born with Allure".

Because this martial art carries some demonic attributes, Xinhu naturally feels a sense of rejection towards it.

"Amitabha."

Xinhu clasped his hands together, uttered a Buddhist chant, and said:

"Do you two recognize this old monk?"

Ah Fei didn't speak, but Chu Liuxiang smiled and bowed, saying:

"Master Xinhu is highly respected and revered throughout the world as a towering figure."

"I have long wanted to see your splendor, but unfortunately I have never had the chance. I am very fortunate to have the opportunity to meet you today."

Master Xinhu bowed and thanked him:

"Master Chu, you flatter me. My junior brother was fortunate enough to be escorted up the mountain by you, and I thank you in advance."

Chu Liuxiang laughed:

"I wouldn't dare, Master, you've misunderstood."

"It was not I who escorted Master Xinmei of your sect up the mountain; it was someone else."

He glanced at Afei and introduced him to Xinhu:

"It was my brother Ah Fei who brought Master Xinmei here from afar; his contribution should be the greatest."

Xinhu looked at Afei and said:

"Your kindness is so great that I will never forget it."

"After this old monk has examined the injuries of my junior brother and Chief Nangong, I will come to speak with you, my esteemed benefactor."

Ah Fei replied casually:

"please."

As Xinhu entered the house, a voice as sharp as an eagle's cry suddenly rang out:

"The self-cultivation of monks is indeed beyond our reach."

"If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been so polite to you."

Afei immediately turned towards the temple gate and shouted sternly:

"Who is here?"

A thin, short old man slowly walked in from outside the courtyard.

Although he was short in stature, he had piercing eyes and a prominent nose like an eagle.

This man's aura made one completely forget his physique; one could only sense an unparalleled authority and charisma.

He chuckled softly:

"I am not very talented, but I know a little about the affairs of the world. Fortunately, I am known as 'The All-Knowing Scholar' by people in the martial arts world."

Chu Liuxiang was quite surprised. He clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"I never expected to find you here, sir."

Bai Xiaosheng is known as the "world's greatest sage," who is omniscient and omnipotent.

I never expected to run into you here.

Bai Xiaosheng returned the greeting with a slight smile and said:

"Chu Xiangshuai's friend is on the verge of death, yet he can still chat and laugh with the murderer."

"I truly admire such magnanimity."

Chu Liuxiang frowned and said:

"Sir, have you perhaps misunderstood something?"

"Nangong Ling was poisoned by the 'Five Poison Children of Bliss Cave,' and her injuries have nothing to do with A Fei."

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said:

"If it weren't for him, why would Chief Nangong have come all the way to Mount Song?"

"If he hadn't come, how could he have been injured by the Five Poison Child?"

He changed the subject and advised Chu Liuxiang:

"Commander Chu, it's best not to protect this young man. From what I've observed, he doesn't have long to live."

Chu Liuxiang was displeased, feeling that this all-knowing scholar was distorting the facts, but he still patiently asked:

What does this mean?

Bai Xiaosheng looked at him and said in a low voice:

"If someone killed your beloved disciple or injured your junior brother, would you treat them with courtesy?"

Ah Fei suddenly interrupted him, saying:

"Oh? Do you think that even the old monk Xinmei was injured by me?"