Suzhou has always been famous for its beautiful landscapes and elegant gardens. It is known as "the gardens in the south of the Yangtze River are the best in the world, and the gardens in the south of the Suzhou are the best in the south of the Yangtze River". It also has small bridges and flowing waters. For Chu Xiang, who is used to seeing the scenery of the mountains and forests of Xiaoyao Valley, it is really unique.

Chu Xiang walked on the street, looking at the bustling pedestrians on both sides, and listening to the roadside vendors who were hard-working to drink for a little insignificant profit, he suddenly felt the superiority of "I am very human". He smiled with a self-deprecating smile. Thinking about half a year ago, he was just one of those ordinary people.

Ordinary people have the sorrow of ordinary people. Not ordinary does not mean worry-free. Just to pursue their position in their position, and it is difficult to understand the gains and losses.

It is naturally impossible for Chu Xiang to come for sightseeing like others. While gaining unimaginable power, his vision, responsibility and needs have also changed accordingly. If Chu Xiang originally came to Suzhou to "hand over the mission" with xx mansion, then the flash of inspiration at this moment flashed the inexplicable mission aside...

Murong, Gusu, lives in Shenhezhuang, Yanziwu, Gusu, Jiangnan for many years. He is famous for his martial arts in the Central Plains for his good martial arts. His martial arts skills that "using others' ways and giving them to others" have been passed down from generation to generation to generation to shock the world, and even known as the largest family in Jiangnan. Of course, these glory belongs to the former Murong family. Since the martial arts legend "Little Shrimp" came out a hundred years ago, it revealed the ambition of the Morong family's desire to subvert the Central Plains, and even killed the Gusu Yanziwu, a river of blood. This huge Morong family disappeared completely.

Alas, in fact, it is not just Murong, Gusu. A hundred years ago, all the major sects such as Kunlun, Qingcheng, Songshan, etc. are not famous. How many people still remember it now? Everyone in the world only sees the rise of legends. Who cares about the losers? Don’t tell the good and evil, just succeed and the king will succeed and defeat the enemy.

Poor bones gathered in the solitary tomb, and they all looked for military achievements for generals. Now the county priest and Zhu Fu were stained with blood. The world is like a battlefield, and the birth of every legend is accompanied by blood. The little shrimps a hundred years ago are like this, and Li Hentian twenty years ago is like this. Of course, yesterday's legend cannot be kept, and today Chu Xiang is very worried. After searching for it for half a day, Chu Xiang did not find anyone who knew where Yanziwu was...

If someone asks why Yanziwu must be in Suzhou, you don’t hear it: “The Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City is accompanied by singing at night to the guest.”

By the withered vines, under the old trees, by the small bridge, by the flowing water. Chu Xiang looked at the idly old man in front of him and asked again: "This uncle, I'm asking how to go to Yanziwu?"

The old man greeted Chu Xiang's hopeful gaze with turbid confusion and replied: "Ah? Swallow's nest? Oh, there..." After saying that, he pointed to the bare and dead tree...

Chu Xiang smiled and thanked, "My sun!"

.....

Next to a small bridge and next to an ancient tree. Unlike the dusk atmosphere just now, this ancient peach tree is full of bright and charming flowers. The breeze blows, the flowers and leaves float, some fall into the water and flow with the waves, and some fall on the grass, embellishing the tender green with a bit of red. Under the peach tree, there is a graceful figure standing at this moment, as if waiting for a lover in the distance. From a distance, it is hazy and imaginative...

In the distance, Chu Xiang, who was in a bad mood, finally got a little expectation and was about to come forward to meet the scenery and asked where Yanziwu was. Who knew that after walking a few more steps, he almost splashed out blood. It turned out that it was a hazy figure, a monk...

"Master, do you know how to get to the 'Swallow Dock'?"

The monk seemed dull, but he was not stupid at all. He only looked at Chu Xiang's long sword with his waist, his steps were undulating and silently landing. He immediately guessed the bad intentions of this villain. "This donor wanted to find the ruins of the Murong family and go to the "Run Shi Shui Pavilion" to try his luck, but the donor made a mistake. The little monk was not a local. Moreover, when the Murong family was destroyed, the "Run Shi Shui Pavilion" was burned at the same time. Even the entire wreckage was visited by countless "golden hunters in the rivers and lakes" in the past century. How could it be worth it?"

He smiled awkwardly. Although Chu Xiang was shameless, he was not shameless.

"The master misunderstood. It seems that the master is also a man in the martial arts world. He is in Xiaoyao Valley Chuxiang, but he went to Yanziwu not for the purpose of retaining martial arts books. It is because his ancestors had received the favor of the Murong family. Now it's a coincidence and I just want to go and worship."

Hearing this "gold digger" reported to his home, he was very famous, and the monk immediately became respectful and performed a Buddhist ritual.

"Oh Mi Tofu! It turns out that he is a senior disciple of Wuxiazi, the young monk Shaolin Xuzhen. He just misunderstood Brother Shi. Senior Wuxiazi is knowledgeable and talented, has a great martial arts knowledge, and has a wide collection of Xiaoyao Valley classics. I think it is no less than the Morong family in the Quansheng period."

(Oh? What this guy said is true and fake. Xiaoyao Valley is so awesome. That old man Wuxiazi is too intriguing, so he passed on me some second-rate martial arts, which made me come to pick up people's remains and be despised by a bald man.) Chu Xiang was angry, and of course he still wanted to be polite.

"Where is there, it is not as good as the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. Meeting the master today is a happy event, and I am lucky to meet you."

"I dare not, I will admire you for a long time."

"Yangmao, I have just entered the world. It has only been half a year since I came to this world, and I have been looking forward to it for a long time." Chu Xiang secretly scolded the monk for being hypocritical, but was preparing to say goodbye.

"Well, if the master has no orders, I will say goodbye first. Although the Murong family has long been transformed into ruins, and the purpose of the past was not a blessing in the martial arts world, it has already paid the price. If you die, you will still have to worship me."

"This----" Xu Zhen rarely showed a trace of hesitation, but when he saw Chu Xiang being humble and having a gentleman's demeanor of justice, he sighed as if he had made up his mind.

"Oh, I won't hide it from Brother Shi, the little monk asked for something." Seeing that the other party was still smiling and not impatient, he felt relieved.

"The little monk was waiting for his junior brother here to catch a master uncle who had violated the precepts. But half a day had passed, but the junior brother had no news. If the little monk went there alone, he was really not sure, so..."

"Ding, trigger the hidden mission: 'Shaolin Rebel Monk'. Mission description: Assist Xu Zhen to capture the Shaolin Rebel Monk'Wujie. After completing the mission, you will get 100 points, and if you fail, you will deduct 100 points. Do you accept it?"

"Accept." If there is a task, don't accept the bastard.

Since there is a task, Chu Xiang is naturally happy to sell his favors with the encouragement. However, out of caution, he should first use "insight" about Xu Zhen.

"Target name: Xuzhen identity: Shaolin disciple Strength: Second-rate lower level (c-) Has martial arts: Shaolin Heart Method (second-rate) (fifth-level) (shaolin Heart Method: Each level increases the upper limit of internal strength by 30, central and peaceful, and has miraculous effects on healing injuries.) Arhat Fist (second-rate) (proficient) Arhat Stick Method (second-rate) (proficient) Shaolin Light Technique (second-rate) (proficient) Attributes: Strength 50 Physical 50 Agility 35 Spirit 70 Internal strength 300/300."

Fortunately, I felt a little relieved. I thought Wu Jie would not be too strong, at least not too outrageous.

Since he found a helper, Xu Zhen no longer waited for that junior brother and took Mr. Chu, who was "heart-hearted in ancient ways," went to find the rebellious uncle.

Well, I have to say that this Master Wujie is indeed very talented because he was blocked by the two of them at the entrance of the brothel...

"Uncle Master, please go back to Shaolin with your disciple."

"Oh, this isn't this Xu Zhen's nephew. I'm so eager to come and have a good meal. Uncle comes to take you to see the world and introduce two girls to you..."

“…”

“…”

Listening to the two of them being stubborn, Chu Xiang secretly used his skills to see through.

"Target name: Wujie Identity: Shaolin Rebel Monk Strength: Second-rate Intermediate Level (C Level) Special Status: Body Deficit."

Grandma's, it turns out to be a paper tiger, let's talk about it after being beaten up.

After making up his mind, Chu Xiang interrupted the two of them.

"Master Xuzhen, no need to persuade him anymore. This person is obviously a stubborn person. Just tie him up."

"Oh, I have to do that."
Chapter completed!