Chapter 284 Murong Bo Goes Mad While Inquiring About Qiao Feng

At the same time, a system notification appeared in Wang Yang's mind.

[Ding!]

[Host detected as having crippled Kumārajīva!]

[Reward received: Villain Points +6000.]

[Congratulations, host, for triggering a critical hit reward: You have obtained the Lesser Formless Skill (Great Completion).]

Wang Yang was used to this and had long been accustomed to it.

Then, he directly spent villain points to exchange for 5 years of internal energy from the system.

Unfortunately, Wang Yang's martial arts realm still showed no signs of breaking through.

"I've poured over a hundred years of my cultivation into this, yet I still can't break through?"

Wang Yang muttered to himself, his heart filled with bitterness and helplessness.

He originally thought that with the system's support, he could infinitely accumulate power and break through to the Land Immortal Realm without much difficulty.

But little did he know that after reaching the half-step terrestrial immortal realm, he was unable to break through to the next level.

Just as Wang Yang was lost in thought, Zhao Min and the others got up and surrounded him.

"Young master, you are truly amazing!"

"Wang Lang is amazing!"

"Alliance Leader, you seem to know everything about Kumārajīva's affairs?"

"..."

The crowd gathered around, chattering incessantly.

Seeing this, Xuan Ci was slightly embarrassed. He had originally planned to thank Wang Yang properly.

Wang Yang regained his composure and smiled calmly:

"Alright everyone!"

"It's just that one Tibetan monk was crippled, there's no need to make such a fuss!"

As he spoke, Wang Yang looked at Xuan Ci and said again:

"Abbot, we would like to trouble you to prepare some guest rooms for us!"

"We will stay at Shaolin for a while."

After hearing what Wang Yang said, Xuan Ci nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to clean it up!"

...

Later that evening, Xuan Ci prepared food and wine for Wang Yang and the others.

Those drinks were specially ordered by him to be purchased from the mountain.

Although they were required to abide by the strict rules and regulations of Buddhism, Wang Yang and his group did not.

During a meal, Wang Yang suddenly asked:

"By the way, Abbot, didn't Qiao Feng, the former vice leader of the Beggars' Sect, visit Shaolin Temple before?"

Upon hearing this, Abbot Xuanci nodded and softly hummed in agreement:

"I've been here!"

"He found Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo in the library."

"Qiao Feng confronted Murong Bo face to face and learned that he was the mastermind behind the Yanmen Pass incident. The father and son joined forces to fight Murong Bo!"

At this point, Xuan Ci sighed helplessly, his expression full of shame.

After all, this was the leader he was back then.

Because they mistakenly believed what Murong Bo said, they led their men to commit a massacre outside Yanmen Pass.

"Is the abbot still troubled by what happened back then?"

Seeing Xuan Ci's sighing expression, Wang Yang asked this question.

Xuan Ci nodded slightly, clasped his hands together, and began to chant Buddhist prayers:

"Amitabha!"

"This old monk originally intended to end his own life in front of Qiao Feng to atone for his sins."

"But he stopped me."

At this point, Xuan Ci paused slightly, then added:

"Later, the senior monks of the temple intervened and resolved the feud between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo."

"Xiao Yuanshan stayed at Shaolin Temple, became a disciple of that senior, and converted to Buddhism!"

"As for Murong Bo, after being injured and crippled by Qiao Feng and the others, he went insane!"

"Seeing that Xiao's resolve to embrace Buddhism was unwavering, Qiao Feng left on his own."

Upon hearing what Abbot Xuanci said, Wang Yang frowned slightly and muttered to himself:

"This seems to be different from the original plot!"

Wang Yang remembered that in the original story, Xuan Ci was beaten with hundreds of sticks and died by severing his own meridians.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo both became disciples of the Sweeper Monk.

But right now, only Xiao Yuanshan has become the disciple of the Sweeper Monk; Murong Bo has gone mad.

"It must have been my appearance that changed the course of things!"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Wang Yang's mind.

Upon realizing this, he quickly looked at Xuan Ci and asked:

"By the way, Abbot, where is Master Xuzhu?"

Upon hearing Wang Yang's question, Xuan Ci was taken aback, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Earlier, Ye Erniang came to Shaolin Temple and met Xuzhu, her son with Xuanci.

Fortunately, this matter was not made public.

Otherwise, Xuanci might lose his position as abbot.

Xuan Ci felt deeply guilty towards Ye Erniang and her son Xu Zhu.

He had thought more than once whether he was really worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin Temple, given his actions.

"Um?"

Seeing that Xuan Ci seemed a little distracted, Wang Yang frowned slightly and called out hesitantly, "Abbot Master?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci quickly snapped out of his reverie and replied:

"Alliance Leader Wang."

"Xu Zhu has gone down the mountain to gain experience!"

"His background was not made public at Shaolin Temple."

After Xuanci explained it to him, Wang Yang immediately understood.

I guessed it too. Ye Erniang's visit to Shaolin Temple to see Xuanci was probably a private matter.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Yang didn't ask any further questions and changed the subject:

"By the way, Abbot, may I go and meet the senior you mentioned earlier?"

"Um?"

Upon hearing Wang Yang's request, Xuan Ci was taken aback and looked somewhat embarrassed.

"What's wrong, Abbot? Are you in a difficult situation?"

Wang Yang glanced at him slightly and asked this question.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci smiled bitterly and replied:

"Alliance Leader Wang, I must consult with the senior about this matter first!"

"As for whether he will agree to see you, I cannot guarantee that."

Before Wang Yang could reply, Zhou Botong suddenly leaned over, pouting, and said:

"Hey, old abbot, do you still have people like this at your Shaolin Temple?"

"Brother Wang, do you need to ask permission to see him?"

Upon hearing Zhou Botong's words, Xuan Ci looked bitter and helpless, unsure of what to say.

At this moment, Wang Yang smiled helplessly and said:

"Abbot, please don't take what the old rascal said to heart!"

"That senior colleague probably prefers peace and quiet, so it's only right that we consult him."

As he spoke, Wang Yang glared at Zhou Botong, who was standing to the side.

Upon receiving Wang Yang's gaze, Zhou Botong gave an awkward smile and said nothing more.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ci nodded slightly and, without lingering, got up and left.

After Xuanci left, Zhou Botong quickly looked at Wang Yang, his face full of curiosity, and asked:

"Brother Wang, someone who even the old monk Xuanci calls a senior must be very skilled in martial arts, right?"

As Zhou Botong spoke, Yang Xiao and the others all turned their gazes toward him.

Wang Yang nodded and murmured an "Mmm":

"It's really amazing!"

"They're much stronger than any of the opponents I've faced before!"

Hearing Wang Yang say this, Zhou Botong and the others were all shocked.

Before this, Wang Yang had encountered many experts.

But in the end, they were all defeated by Wang Yang.

Right now, Wang Yang actually said that the person was more powerful than anyone else, which immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

Shocked, Zhou Botong quickly pursed his lips and asked, "How does he compare to Master Zhang of Wudang?"