Ye Xiuwen's ability to capture things from a distance was amazed by these monks in Shaolin.

Of course, this cannot be said that Ye Xiuwen was already at the top of this world at this time, but that Ye Xiuwen had such profound attainments at such a young age, which is really amazing.

Ye Xiuwen really did not disappoint these Shaolin monks. Not only did he find a shortcut, but he also opened another channel for Guanyin Cave in less than an hour.

The law enforcement elder was so amazed that he kept saying, "Prince? Are you really wise? Why didn't I expect to open up a path on the side of the Broken Dragon Stone? Is it a mistake, I am really a mistake."

"Hey, Master, you are just a moment of impatience and dementia. And I am a bystander." Ye Xiuwen said with a smile.

"Amitabha, no matter what, the prince is my great benefactor of Shaolin."

The law enforcement elder said again, and all the monks bowed to Ye Xiuwen.

Ye Xiuwen returned the ceremony and then said, "Several masters, let's go in and see how the monks are doing."

Ye Xiuwen said at this time, and the law enforcement elders and others walked quickly into the cave.

When they entered the cave, there was air inside. The law enforcement elders and others let out a long sigh. Because there was air, the people inside could live. Although it had been a week, the martial arts practitioners had much better physical fitness than ordinary people.

I walked all the way to the cave and saw that the cave was indeed very spacious. From the inside out, it was divided into three levels, upper and lower, with a total of nine caves with a radius of hundreds of feet.

This cave was used by the masters of Shaolin all dynasties to practice martial arts. All the hard stones were footprints left by the monks.

The law enforcement elder said that each footprint is a unique skill in Shaolin. The monks in Shaolin use these footprints and palm prints on the stone wall to prove their martial arts.

Some people say that this skill is stern, and that's a dead end. But then again, if many people really do it and play the same moves, it's probably not that easy.

Therefore, this Shaolin martial arts is not only unfathomable, but also has its unique features.

Shaolin martial arts confirm that there is no end to martial arts, and there is no right or wrong, it depends on whether you work hard.

"Report to the law enforcement elder, no one can be found everywhere." At this time, a disciple was rewarded, and the law enforcement elder was also shocked and thought to himself: How is this possible? Put down the Broken Dragon Stone, and there is no reason for several uncles from the Qing generation to disappear?

"Have you found all?" the law enforcement elder said anxiously.

"I have found all of them, but I have never been to the Taoist temple of Master Daoming." The disciple replied. But at this time, Ye Xiuwen was frowning because there are rules for the order of generations in Shaolin Temple.

The blessing, wisdom and wisdom of the son can realize it.

Zhou Hongpu Guangzong, [Daoqing Xuantong] ancestor.

Pure and true as the sea, quiet and pure.

Virtue will last forever, and the wonderful body will always be strong.

The heart is bright and the deep, and the nature is clear and the honor of fortune.

Be honest and kind, be happy, be cautious and support the country.

Xueting is the tutor and leads you back to Xuan Road.

In other words, the generation of the Daoming Patriarch was actually ranked ahead of Qingyuan.

Can anyone really live that long? Ye Xiuwen is a little skeptical. Because Master Qingyuan is all over ninety, then the age of Master Daoming must be at least over one hundred years old.

"Your Majesty, don't be surprised. This Dao Ming Patriarch is only 110 years old. Unfortunately, he was injured back then, otherwise his cultivation would be much higher than now." The law enforcement elder Taoist. At this time, Ye Xiuwen thought for a while and said, "How high is the Dao Ming Patriarch? Are there masters in the legendary realm?"

"Haha, if Master Daoming was not injured, he would have broken through the legendary realm sixty years ago.

The prince will tell you that Master Ming was no worse than you back then, and he was also the most powerful genius a hundred years ago. Whether it was martial arts or his Buddhist teachings, they were beyond the reach of these Shaolin disciples a hundred years later.

I guess that if the uncles of the masters are not here, they must have gone to Master Daoming to listen to the Dharma. The prince invites him,..."

The law enforcement elder led the way, while Ye Xiuwen was thinking that Daoming had lived for more than a hundred years and had extremely high martial arts skills. Even if he was not as perverted as the Legend Realm, could he be the opponent of King Yan?

And even if you are not a match for King Yan, you can still consume King Yan.

Ye Xiuwen conceived many possibilities in his mind, and finally decided that no matter what method he used, he would let this Daoming come out. If he could come out of the mountain, then the capital would have a little more chance of winning against the King of Yan.

He followed the law enforcement elders and walked towards the top of the Guanyin Cave. And the ancestor Daoming had a temple here.

The temple is also very magnificent. The law enforcement elder said that it once accommodated more than 300 Shaolin disciples to preach.

Ye Xiuwen believed in this, because he had just entered the cave and saw how empty the spacious cave was.

The candle fires around were extinguished, and the air was relatively thin. Ye Xiuwen felt that because it was because of the top of the cave, the exit of the cave was below, and the air was getting higher and higher, so this was the case here. In addition, nine old monks sat cross-legged here, the oxygen consumption would be even greater. Therefore, even the candle fires were extinguished here.

"Old ancestor? How many uncles?"

But when the nine old monks sat cross-legged there motionlessly, the law enforcement elder ran over.

He touched this and knocked that, and his body was already cold.

"Oh, Master, Uncle Master, I, Shaolin, the sky has collapsed."

The law enforcement elder knelt down and cried, and Ye Xiuwen shook his head helplessly. He originally wanted to invite Patriarch Daoming to come out of the mountain, but he did not expect that these nine old monks actually died in the cave.

He even felt that this was God's will, and God's will did not let the King of Yan die.

At this time, the monk knelt all over the ground, crying, and Ye Xiuwen had to persuade him: "Master, let's be mournful, people cannot be resurrected..."

"What are you crying?"

Suddenly, a sound came. I don’t know where the sound came from, because the sound was like it suddenly sounded in everyone’s ears.

The monks looked at each other, but Ye Xiuwen looked at the Taoming ancestor.

Master Daoming did not move, his body did not move, his expression did not move, and his mouth did not move. But the voice came out and fell into everyone's ears.

Ye Xiuwen could never do this based on this point alone. Because even if it was a thousand miles of voice transmission, his lips would move. Because as a person himself, he would have to speak. It would be impossible not to speak.

Some people say that people who know how to verbally can not speak without talking. His mouth will not move.

But as long as someone is interested, you know that even if his mouth does not move, the mouth must be opened, because it is still the same thing, it is impossible for a person to speak with his mouth closed! ...
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