Shaolin Temple.
The familiar environment around him caused Happy to be stunned. Then, he realized that he was in the zen temple of his master, Master Xuan Jing.
"Senior brother, didn't you say that you've recovered and can go down the mountain? Master asked me to bring you a message and ask you to immediately go over."
Once a young novice monk finished speaking to Happy, he pushed his palms together, turned around, and left. Happy was left in the zen temple while he sized up everything around him with great nostalgia.
Plum blossom pillar.
Stone block.
Water tank.
Everything was placed in its original spot, but the monk disciples could not be seen.
"It's still the same."
Happy's expression was very calm. He sucked in a deep breath of the air in the zen temple. It was fresh and quiet. This was because Master Xuan Jing liked silence, which was why he built a zen temple in the depths of the bamboo forest. Very few players came here.
Even Master Xuan Jing's disciples would rarely come here because of the long journey.
A long time ago, Happy trained in this courtyard. He trained for a few months in one go, and at the same time, he triggered a few Shaolin Temple martial arts related to hidden forces from Master Xuan Jing, such as Dragon Claw and Demon Subduing Vajra Kick.
Even though they were martial arts from the Seventy-two Ultimate Techniques, they were different from ultimate techniques. They represented the profound martial arts of Shaolin Temple, and all those who fulfilled the requirements could learn them, which was why they were not considered ultimate techniques.
Master Xuan Jing's zen temple was very simple. One was for meditation, and the other for martial arts.
The zen temple was quiet, and it was just a small bamboo house.
The martial arts courtyard was slightly bigger, and it was where Happy was currently. There were some things placed inside.
When he remembered what the young novice monk had said just now, Happy did not dare to be negligent. He quickly walked to the zen temple.
Happy was so familiar with the courtyard that he could walk around it with his eyes closed without running into anything. With great familiarity, he arrived in front of the door to the zen house.
"Master."
Happy respectfully knelt down on the cushion at the entrance.
He was still very respectful toward Master Xuan Jing.
Master Xuan Jing became a monk when he was twenty-eight years old, and he practiced twelve Shaolin Temple ultimate techniques. Even though he was not as strong as a Myth Realm elite, the zen martial arts that cultivated his body and mind had taught Happy many things. It cleansed Happy's heart, and he was born to be diligent in martial arts.
"You're here …"
The bamboo door opened, and Master Xuan Jing walked out with a kind face. His kind eyes were filled with pity.
"Child, you've finally thought it through. I'm very happy. But this time, when you leave the mountain and return to Jianghu, there will be many dangers. I don't want to carry you back from a pile of corpses covered in blood like last time."
Happy knew that this was the background the system had arranged, and he could not help but lean down.
"This disciple will remember."
"Ai, Amitabha."
Master Xuan Jing chanted the name of Buddha.
"Since you've already made up your mind, I won't force you to stay. However, before you go down the mountain, I hope that you can go to Punishment Mount and take a look at the monks who broke their vows. Their eyes and hearts have been blinded by hatred and desire, which is why they have been imprisoned and cut off from the world! I hope that you will abide by the precepts. "
"Disciple understands Master's teachings."
Happy lowered his head again.
"Forget it. Silly child, go."
Great Master Xuan Jing let out a long sigh. He chanted the name of Buddha again and returned to the bamboo house.
…
The presence released by the cushion on the ground was also very familiar. Happy could not help but remember the time when he came to this courtyard to learn martial arts. He had kneeled on the cushion until it became rotten.
When he thought of this, Happy suddenly realized that he still had roots in the game.
A wave of warmth surged from the bottom of his heart, and this time, he took the initiative to kowtow.
"Master, take care!"
Once he got up and left, Master Xuan Jing's bamboo house heard the name of Buddha, which was filled with emotions.
"Amitabha."
…
Happy left the courtyard.
Happy brought out a Bamboo Hat from his Universe Bag to hide his original face. At the same time, he checked the items in his Universe Bag.
Aside from a few bottles of Small Reversion Pills and one bottle of Origin Leopard Pills, there were also a few grade one equipment that he had not sold.
He wore Bright Moon Heart Protection Mirror, which he had obtained from Taichi Cave. It was embedded into a soft silver robe, and the other parts of his body were made of silver robe cloth and wild silk. It was the work of a top-class tailor at that time. In the past, the attributes of this set of equipment could compare to a low-grade third-echelon demon vessel.
By the looks of it now, Silver Robes should not have completely fallen behind the times. At the very least, if a top-class elite wore this set of equipment, it would not be too degrading.
However.
Once Happy left the courtyard, he was momentarily at a loss.
It had been one and a half years since then. Where should he go?
Happy felt a slight chill as he walked down the mountain path of Mount Song, which was filled with people coming and going.
He did not have much of a relationship with One Emperor.
It was the same for Lin Xiao and Red Dust.
When the Three Lonely Wolves received his letter, they might be so shocked that they would nag at him for a long time. Happy did not want to continue immersing himself in the pain of the past.
Right then, he was in a hurry to know his position in the current world of martial artists and the strength of the normal Moksha Realm elites.
At some unknown point in time …
The temperature around him began to fall. The pure qi cultivation technique of Shaolin Temple automatically circulated to chase away the cold, and it was only then that Happy noticed that he had arrived in front of a cliff.
There were more than ten players with powerful qi flying over the bridge of chains that led to Punishment Mount.
At first glance, Happy could tell that they were Shaolin Temple disciples with stable footsteps.
A few of them stepped on the chains with steady footsteps. They formed a line, and with great seriousness and caution, they walked to the cliff in front of them while facing the howling wind between the mountains.
There were a few people like this on every chain, and they swayed with the swaying of the chains. It was a hair-raising and extremely dangerous sight.
On both sides of the cliff were a few Shaolin Temple disciples who guarded the area with a battle formation. They greeted all unfamiliar faces who came and went.
"Walk on the chain from yesterday if you want to pass through the cliff."
"Please try not to affect our senior brothers."
Happy also received the warning from the Shaolin Temple players, and he could not help but let out a gasp of surprise. He stopped and asked, "What are your senior brothers training?"
"Affinity, Body Movement, and Willpower!"
When the Shaolin Temple disciple saw that Happy did not seem to know, he did not show any impatience. He explained patiently, "You're not a Shaolin Temple disciple, right? Our senior brothers discovered this place half a year ago. If you train on chains, you can increase the speed at which your Body Movement and Affinity increase. It can also train a hidden attribute — Willpower. You're not a Shaolin Temple disciple, so you don't have a sturdy lower body.
"Who said that I'm not a Shaolin Temple disciple?"
Happy smiled.
He took off his Bamboo Hat and circulated the purest form of Shaolin Temple's Demon Subduing Qi Cultivation Technique. Like a bird, he landed steadily on the chain while the people on the cliff cried out in surprise and called out to him.
The chain had to withstand a lot of people's weight to begin with, and it rose and fell nonstop.
A normal player would be in danger if they landed on it without any preparation, and it was very easy for them to fall off the cliff.
But Happy's lower body was incredibly sturdy. He landed steadily on the chain and circulated his qi cultivation technique. His feet looked as if they were glued to the chain, and he went with the flow. His upper body did not even sway.
He looked like a veteran who had countless experiences.
The group of Shaolin Temple disciples on the cliff also released a sigh of relief. A few of them wrapped their fists in their palms and shouted, "So you're a senior brother from the same sect. We've been rude just now."
Such a sturdy lower body and body movement could not be achieved without a few years of accumulation. Naturally, they thought that this unfamiliar player might be the successor of an eminent Shaolin Temple monk.
Even the Shaolin Temple disciples on the chain responded with kind smiles, as if they had acknowledged Happy as one of them. Most of the Shaolin Temple disciples who trained in this sort of dangerous place were familiar faces, and they were all Shaolin Temple elites. Right now, when they saw an unfamiliar disciple of the same sect easily display an astonishingly sturdy lower body, they could not help but have a good impression of him, and they greeted him.
Once Happy responded to them, he focused his mind.
Under the dual threat of the wind and the fluctuations from the chain, he soon entered a profound state. He moved forward at a moderate pace and stepped on the chains that danced madly in the wind to head to the cliff across from him.
This was the first time Happy walked so slowly on the chain that led to Punishment Mount. When he was halfway there, he could already sense the wonders of the place.
The wind around him was strong and weak in an orderly fashion, but as long as he maintained his composure and quickly adjusted the circulation of his qi using his qi cultivation technique, he would feel as if he was about to reach a breakthrough while lingering between life and death.
Before he even finished one round, Happy already noticed that his Affinity and Body Movement had miraculously increased by a little.
When he arrived at the other side of the cliff, the Shaolin Temple player who was waiting there seemed to have seen the surprise and joy in Happy's heart.
He explained, "The results are very obvious when you train here for the first time. You just need to walk five or six rounds every day, but as time passes, the results will slowly decrease, and the increase in your attributes will remain below fifty points. Many of our senior brothers have come here to test it before."
"Why don't you go?"
"Hehe, our senior brother asked us to observe and guard the place first. Once we calm down, we can slowly go up. The process will take about a month, unlike you, senior brother. You cleared it on your first try. Senior brother, have you really never come here before?"
"In the past, I often came to Punishment Mount to train."
"No wonder."
"Please take care of me in the future."
"Hehe, after today, I might rarely have the chance to come here." Happy's tone changed, and he smiled wanly. "I came here today because of my master's orders."
"Oh, that's a pity."
He stopped talking for a moment, and the Shaolin Temple disciple suddenly put on a worried expression. "A sect quest? Could it be that they want me to search for Mad Monk? I'd advise you not to go. Over the past few years, many of our senior brothers and junior brothers have come here to try their luck. They want to obtain Mad Monk's legacy, but none of them can last more than ten moves before they are sent off the cliff by Mad Monk. "
"No, my master asked me to come and meet the monk who broke his Buddhist vows."
Happy had a thought appear in his mind. "Is Mad Monk very popular recently?"
"Isn't he? Ever since One Emperor entered Inaction Realm, he was sent off the cliff by Mad Monk with just one palm strike, and the rumors about him using ten moves became even more ridiculous. They said that Mad Monk might have already reached One with the World, which is above Myth Realm. "
"Who doesn't want to obtain the legacy of One with the World?"
"But there are also people who say that even One Emperor cannot obtain Mad Monk's legacy because Mad Monk wants to choose a Shaolin Temple disciple as his successor."
"I see. It's been a long time since I returned to Shaolin Temple, so I don't know about this. Thank you for telling me, junior brother."
"Senior brother, you're too polite."
Both of them exchanged a few more pleasantries before Happy wrapped his fist in his palm and bade farewell.
He suddenly remembered Mad Monk's act of grounding himself in Punishment Mount after he killed a lot of people, and the scene of him carrying out the quest for Nine Yang Divine Skill in the other world.
In the end, he suddenly remembered the words his master Xuan Jing said before he left.
He asked him to come to Punishment Mount to see the monk who broke his Buddhist vows.
There was naturally nothing to see about the monk who broke his Buddhist vows, and he did not have a proper quest either. Could it be that the monk Master Xuan Jing mentioned was Mad Monk?
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