novelraw Chapter 1831: 1831: The Number One Person in the World
Chapter 1831: 1831: The Number One Person in the World
Capítulo 1831: Chapter 1831: The Number One Person in the World
Ye Chenfeng returned later without bringing many people, only letting four guards escort Master Zhabu to follow.
On the way, Ye Chenfeng looked at Catherine very curiously.
“I really don’t know what could intrigue you about the Shaolin Temple, and you haven’t been able to retrieve it for so long.”
Ye Chenfeng said in confusion.
Catherine’s face became serious: “The Thousand Buddha mural!”
“Hmm?”
Ye Chenfeng frowned, full of doubt.
“At first, we searched in Tibet and the Northwest region, but unexpectedly, the Thousand Buddha mural turned out to be in Shaolin! But the trouble is, I’ve sent people to infiltrate Shaolin several times without success; Shaolin Temple hides extraordinary masters.”
Catherine explained.
Ye Chenfeng nodded in comprehension: “Although I don’t know what the Thousand Buddha mural is, it should be related to that thing from the Ice Snow Holy Kingdom, right?”
“That’s right, this is the reason why I’ve been tirelessly searching for it!”
Catherine confirmed confidently.
Ye Chenfeng looked at Catherine and said: “But rest assured, I’m quite familiar with Shaolin Temple; if worse comes to worst, we’ll force our way in!”
Catherine glanced at the big lama Zhabu behind the car, also curious.
“I need to ask him some questions. I was in a hurry to find you, so I didn’t have time, so I brought him along.”
Ye Chenfeng cast his gaze towards the big lama Zhabu, who was perplexed: “What do you want to ask?”
Ye Chenfeng smiled: “My questions are simple. First, what is your relationship with Danzeng Gama?”
Zhabu’s gaze flickered, and he couldn’t help saying: “That traitor was once my junior brother.”
“Are you still in touch with him?”
Ye Chenfeng continued to ask.
Zhabu shook his head: “No, but he appeared in Tibet not long ago.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes gleamed: “Danzeng Gama appeared in Tibet?”
“Yes, thinking back now, he must be hiding from you; once he’s in Tibet, none of you can find him!”
Zhabu laughed coldly, appearing extremely confident.
Catherine suddenly spoke up: “But you seem to be very familiar with him; he can avoid everyone, but he can’t avoid you!”
Zhabu exchanged a glance with Catherine and nodded: “I know his secrets; he can’t escape me.”
“So you can find him?”
Ye Chenfeng asked.
“Of course!”
“Alright, once these matters are settled, take me to him!”
The big lama Zhabu wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Chenfeng’s gaze, he could only keep silent.
…
A few hours later, the group arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain.
“You wait here; I’ll call if there’s anything.”
Ye Chenfeng went to Shaolin alone, letting Catherine and the others wait.
A moment later, Ye Chenfeng appeared at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.
But the Shaolin mountain gate was tightly closed, exuding an eerie atmosphere.
Ye Chenfeng laughed: “An old friend visits, so tightly closing the mountain gate is inappropriate, isn’t it?”
“Creak… clatter…”
As soon as Ye Chenfeng’s voice fell, accompanied by a long sound, the Shaolin mountain gate suddenly opened.
However—
A team of martial monks rushed out from inside, holding long staffs, forming a formation that instantly surrounded Ye Chenfeng.
These martial monks looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if any slight movement from Ye Chenfeng would lead them to enforce justice on the spot.
Moreover, a large group of monks arrived.
It seemed like Ye Chenfeng’s arrival was a major threat to the entire Shaolin.
The atmosphere was tense, and on the brink of explosion…
“Boom!”
The earth trembled, and a nearly two-meter tall monk arrived, walking as if a massive mountain was moving.
This monk was very familiar to Ye Chenfeng; he had seen Wu Ying, who used to train in the mountains at night.
Unexpectedly, he had now become a martial monk at Shaolin.
But it seemed he didn’t recognize Ye Chenfeng.
“Is this how you welcome guests?”
Ye Chenfeng sneered coldly, flipping a string of Buddha Beads in his hand.
Suddenly, Monk Wu Ying’s color froze, looking at Ye Chenfeng in disbelief and exclaiming: “Master’s… master’s Buddha Beads? It’s… it’s you…”
Ye Chenfeng shook his head helplessly: “You finally recognized me!”
After speaking, Ye Chenfeng walked through the crowd and directly entered Shaolin Temple.
The group of martial monks looked at Ye Chenfeng, then at Monk Wu Ying.
“This benefactor is a fated person with Buddha! Let’s retreate!”
Monk Wu Ying added: “Master Ku Ye once wanted to accept this benefactor as a disciple!”
Upon hearing this, the crowd showed a wary expression.
The martial monks quickly retreated, and the Shaolin mountain gate resumed its closed state, as if nothing had happened, but Ye Chenfeng had already entered.
Since Catherine was looking for the Thousand Buddha mural, Ye Chenfeng immediately thought of the Thousand Buddha Hall.
Just the last time he came to the Thousand Buddha Hall, it seemed to have a suppression effect on him.
“Benefactor, I didn’t expect you to visit Shaolin again!”
As a familiar voice came, a monk with outstanding temperament had already appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng.
It was Abbot Hui Jue of Shaolin Temple…
“But everything is fated, so Master Ye will eventually visit Shaolin again.”
Abbot Hui Jue inexplicably said.
“Hui Jue, I have two questions to ask you!”
Ye Chenfeng started directly.
Abbot Hui Jue nodded: “Amitabha, please speak, Master Ye!”
“The first question, how much does Abbot Hui Jue know about the Heaven-defying Art?”
Ye Chenfeng asked, looking at Abbot Hui Jue.
Abbot Hui Jue’s expression changed slightly: “I don’t know why Master Ye suddenly asked this?”
“Perhaps Abbot Hui Jue didn’t know, your junior brother Master Hui Wen died because of the Heaven-defying Art.”
Ye Chenfeng said lightly.
Upon hearing this, Abbot Hui Jue’s eyes flashed with a strange color: “What? Heaven-defying Art?”
Ye Chenfeng, ignoring Abbot Hui Jue’s astonishment, continued to say: “A few days ago, I encountered a descendant of the Heaven-defying Art and killed him.”
Abbot Hui Jue was again surprised: “Amitabha!”
“Doesn’t Abbot Hui Jue want to talk about this person? I think he should have visited Shaolin before, right?”
Ye Chenfeng squinted his eyes and asked.
Abbot Hui Jue nodded: “That’s right, he indeed visited Shaolin back in the day, challenged our Shaolin’s seven old masters, undefeated. Even Master Ku Ye and Ku Xuan couldn’t restrain him. Master Ku Ye even called him the number one person of the era!”
“But from Abbot Hui Jue’s tone, someone subdued him?”
Ye Chenfeng asked curiously.
“That’s right, when he was overwhelming Shaolin’s various masters, a young man appeared and engaged him in a fierce battle. The result was unknown, but later it was learned this young man came from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, known as the greatest genius, but also its biggest traitor, Duan Tiandao.”
Abbot Hui Jue said calmly.
“The greatest traitor of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion?”
Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself, surprised to find the connection to the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.
“Abbot Hui Jue, I want to ask, the reason why the master of the Heaven-defying Art visited Shaolin.”
Ye Chenfeng asked.