Chapter 159: Finally arrived at Jinshan Temple, the conspiracy came out (Subscription required)
Looking at this scene, even a fool would understand that Master Xuan Ku probably suffered a lot in the fight with Shi Jian.

As the abbot of Shaolin, Xu Lu understood what his ancestor's nod just now meant!
Tengteng Town is waiting for its own ancestor to bring a group of Shaolin monks. Doesn't this mean that Shaolin can no longer remain isolated from the world from now on?

Taking a deep breath, Xu Lu looked particularly depressed. Looking at the somewhat weak eyes of his ancestor, he still mustered up the courage to ask what was in his heart.

"Grandmaster, our Shaolin will no longer be secluded from the world from now on, right..."

"Hey!

Xulu, yes..."

Master Xuan Ku sighed deeply. He never thought that he would lose to Shi Jian in one move.

Shi Jian's thunder magic was too terrifying. Master Xuan Ku had already used all his skills but was still helpless.

After receiving a positive answer from his ancestor, Xu Lu finally felt relieved.

"Grandmaster, I understand. Today, Shaolin Temple will end its seclusion from the world, and all disciples will begin their training. Shaolin is not afraid of the conflicts in troubled times!"

After Xu Lu said this, Master Xuan Ku, who originally had mixed emotions, finally smiled.

Perhaps it is not necessarily a bad thing for Shaolin Temple to open its doors to the world today and actively meet the challenges of troubled times!
"Forget it, forget it. Shaolin is willing to contribute to saving all living beings. Xu Lu, I'll leave this matter to you. In a month, I will take you to Teng Teng Town.

Life and death are all up to fate, so go and prepare yourself..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Xuan Ku disappeared from the spot and returned to the Sutra Repository. He took off his gray monk robe and put on a golden cassock and golden-red monk robe that had been sealed in dust for a hundred years.

Looking at this scripture repository that had been secluded from the world for a hundred years, he shook his head, and the broom he usually used to sweep dust appeared in his hand. With a flick of golden light, the broom suddenly turned into a tin staff!
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After leaving Shaolin, Shi Jian headed south and headed straight for Jinshan Temple.

Speaking of which, ever since the white snake was killed in Jinshan Temple, Shi Jian has never set foot in Hangzhou City.

Twenty years later, when Shi Jian stepped into Hangzhou City, he was suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of vicissitudes of life.

"Twenty years have passed in a flash. I have transformed from a foundation-building to a golden elixir. I haven't been to Hangzhou for a long time..."

Muttering to himself, Shi Jian walked slowly in Hangzhou City like an ordinary person.

Within the time it took to burn an incense stick, Shi Jian arrived at the old teahouse where he had sat before.

I saw that the scale of the teahouse has expanded a lot. Compared with the past, there is an endless stream of guests coming to taste tea!
"Zhenjun Tea House, the name of this shop..."

Looking at the five large golden characters above the teahouse, Shi Jian smiled. He never thought that one day, others would be able to use his name to do business.

Shaking his head, since he was here, Shi Jian also planned to drink a pot to see if it tasted the same as before.

The moment he stepped into the teahouse, the teahouse owner noticed Shi Jian's unique, ethereal aura.

However, this shopkeeper was not the same person as before, but a middle-aged man.

"Master, please come in!"

For some reason, when looking at Shi Jian, the middle-aged shopkeeper always felt a sense of inexplicable respect, as if this man was born to be worshipped by all beings.

Shi Jian smiled and nodded, then sat down at a spot by the side, and the shopkeeper began to introduce himself.

"Hahaha, Taoist priest, you look unfamiliar. This must be your first time to taste tea in our teahouse.

Our teahouse does not charge a penny to outsiders like the Taoist priest!

I just don’t know what you would like to drink?”

Listening to the enthusiastic words of the middle-aged shopkeeper, Shi Jian took a look at all the types of tea in the store and smiled faintly.

"Boss, please make me a pot of Longjing tea."

When he heard the word "Longjing", the shopkeeper's expression did not change at all, and he was still smiling. Longjing was free tea, but for an outsider like Shi Jian, their teahouse would definitely not be stingy.

While the middle-aged shopkeeper was making tea, Shi Jian looked around and saw a yellow talisman pasted on the wall in the middle of the teahouse at first glance.

Shi Jian felt particularly familiar with the faint Taoist aura. If everything went as expected, it should be the gift he had given to Shi Jian that year.

While Shi Jian was waiting, the guests in the teahouse started chatting...

"Today, everyone has finally come to the right place. It is said that this teahouse was once visited by the head of Mount Mao.

That True Lord was passing through Hangzhou City and heard that a snake demon was causing trouble in West Lake, so he stopped by this teahouse to rest.

"Hahaha, brother, it's not just that. It is said that after drinking tea, the True Lord only said that the snake demon would be punished by heaven. Sure enough, in less than an hour, the rebellious snake demon died in the West Lake!"

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true. I heard that the True Lord left a few talismans for the owner of this teahouse. Look, the yellow talisman on the wall was given by the True Lord who was the head of Mount Mao back then!"

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The tea drinkers in the shop kept discussing it, as if they had witnessed what happened that year with their own eyes.

For a moment, the teahouse was bustling with activity.

After the teahouse owner brought the brewed Longjing tea to Shi Jian's table, he began to explain what happened that year.

This is a major feature of their teahouse. The teahouse owner has told this story countless times and he can tell the story very clearly and vividly!
While sipping tea, Shi Jian listened to the tea drinkers in the teahouse discussing his own heroic deeds in the past.

It's quite a special taste... After about an incense stick of time, Shi Jian finished his tea and stood up. Just as he was about to leave the teahouse, an octogenarian figure slowly walked in with a cane.

Seeing this, the middle-aged shopkeeper hurried to greet him.

"father!

Didn't I tell you to recuperate at home? Why are you coming to the teahouse again? "

The middle-aged shopkeeper seemed to be blaming his father, but his movements were very cautious, for fear that his father might not walk steadily.

The old man was about to say something, but when he looked up, he saw Shi Jian's familiar face!

For a moment, their eyes met, and Shi Jian recognized that this was the owner of the teahouse from that year.

With a slight smile, Shi Jian behaved extremely kindly and friendly.

At this moment, the old man's eyes were filled with disbelief. Looking at Shi Jian, his body kept shaking. He raised his fingers slightly, wanting to say something, but gave up immediately after realizing the meaning in Shi Jian's eyes.

Trying hard to calm himself, the old man came tremblingly in front of Shi Jian and bowed!
"I pay my respects to the Immortal... Taoist Priest!"

Just as he was about to blurt out the word "immortal master", the old man immediately resisted the urge and changed it to "Taoist priest".

Shi Jian smiled and nodded.

"Boss, I haven't seen you for a long time. Things have changed and people have changed. Your teahouse is doing very well."

Hearing Shi Jian's comments, the old man also showed joy.

"Master, you are so powerful. I dare not accept such praise. Everything is just a blessing from you."

What the two said was so confusing that the middle-aged shopkeeper felt a headache.

His father is so old now, but he never thought that he would know Shi Jian, a seemingly young Taoist priest?
Just as the middle-aged shopkeeper's brain was working rapidly, Shi Jian ended the relationship of the day with just one sentence.

"It's okay. I just wrote a piece of paper casually. Shopkeeper, it's fate that I can see you today. I have a talisman to give to you.

We will meet again..."

After saying that, Shi Jian took out a blue talisman, handed it to the old man, then strode out and left the teahouse.

When the old man turned around, Shi Jian had disappeared without a trace!
The old man was a little worried, and the middle-aged shopkeeper was extremely puzzled, not understanding why his father reacted so strongly.

"Dad, do you know the Taoist priest just now?"

Hearing this, the old man tightly grasped the blue talisman in his hand, tears streaming down his face, and he almost jumped up with excitement...

"Son, this is the Maoshan Sect Master that your father met back then!"

When these words were spoken, not only the middle-aged shopkeeper was stunned, but the emotions of all the tea drinkers who were watching the fun in the teahouse were instantly ignited!
"The Taoist priest just now is the head of Maoshan, Shi Jian Zhenjun?"

"Oh my God! We actually shared a room with such an immortal master without knowing it..."

“Look at the talisman in the old shopkeeper’s hand. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a great opportunity. No way!

It doesn't matter if you don't drink this tea, let's see if we can find Master Shi and ask for a talisman!"

All of a sudden, the tea drinkers who came to watch the fun paid their bills and left the teahouse, and began to look for Shi Jian all over Hangzhou City.

Little did he know that at this moment Shi Jian had already arrived at the gate of Jinshan Temple, more than ten miles away!

Looking at the majestic temple gate in front of him, Shi Jian frowned slightly, and all the events of the past suddenly came to his mind.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he instantly searched the entire Jinshan Temple and naturally discovered the fluctuations in Monk Xuankong's breath.

"There is only one monk in the middle stage of Jindan, and he seems to be injured. The other monks in the foundation-building stage are also seriously injured..."

Shaking his head, Shi Jian did not expect that the monks in Jinshan Temple would be in such a state. It was really unbelievable.

As for the White Snake Demon Emperor in Leifeng Pagoda, Shi Jian's spiritual sense did not detect the other party.

When Shi Jian's spiritual sense swept across the entire Jinshan Temple, the monk Xuankong who was sitting cross-legged outside the Leifeng Pagoda suddenly opened his eyes.

It's hard to hide the excitement in his eyes!

"Hahaha, here it comes!
Maoshan's headmaster Shi Jian, you are finally here!

The White Snake Demon Emperor will be handed over to you Dao Sect to deal with..."

With a happy smile on his face, Monk Xuankong stood up and walked towards the temple gate even though he was seriously injured. He wanted to personally welcome Shi Jian!

Outside the gate of Jinshan Temple, Shi Jian was about to use his magical powers to enter when the gate was opened.

"Master Shi, my ancestor has been waiting for a long time, Master, please come in!"

The one who greeted Shi Jian was an elder in the Foundation Establishment stage. He looked extremely weak and only one tenth of his magic power remained.

This made Shi Jian frown even deeper. Jinshan Temple gave him a strange feeling.

Unlike the White Horse Temple and the Shaolin Temple, the other party seemed to be looking forward to my arrival!
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