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After they finished their fast food, they wanted to head to the main hall. Since Hu Dazhi insisted on handing Zhao Lingqiu over to Sect Leader Zhao personally, the few of them went to the west wing first. After a long time, they didn't see Zhao Lingqiu come out, and since the west wing was full of female guests, it was inconvenient for them to enter. Wu Ying muttered, "Girls are the most troublesome. Anyway, this Miss Qian Jin is a good person. We might as well go to the main hall and wait for her." Everyone felt that this made sense and waited for a while longer. Seeing that no one came out, they could only head towards the main hall.

When he entered the main hall, he found that the monks of Shaolin Temple were already waiting for him. There were already many martial artists in the main hall. The main hall of Shaolin, where monks used to chant sutras to worship buddhas, had already removed its prayer mats and placed a few rows of wooden chairs. Liu'er looked left and right. She didn't know many people, so she didn't know where to go. Suddenly, she caught sight of someone on her right who looked familiar and was glaring at her. Liu'er took a closer look and recognized that it was the people from the Cold Moon Sect she met a few days ago. She did not want to stir up trouble, so she found an empty space on the left side and got close to them. Of course, Boss Zhuang and the rest had already seen those people. Seeing Liu'er ignore them, they had no choice but to follow her.

Although Boss Zhuang and the others were local emperors in White Pond Town, they rarely participated in the matters of the martial arts world. However, since the people of the martial arts world called them the "twenty-eight baleful stars", it showed that they were rather famous in the martial arts world. When the crowd saw a youth bring them in, they couldn't help but whisper to each other. They couldn't understand why these evil fiends came here, nor why the Shaolin Temple invited such evil people here.

When Hui Rui saw Liu'er and the others coming, he whispered a few words to Zhi Zun, who then led them to a nearby wooden chair. He then ordered Yu Zong to bring a few other wooden chairs for Liu'er to sit on. Boss Zhuang and the rest did not dare to take their seats as they all stood behind Liu'er, who was blushing and feeling very uncomfortable. Zhi Wei then said a few words to the monk next to him who was wearing a cassock. The monk nodded as he listened and then gave Liu'er a few deep glances. Liu'er saw that the monk looked kind, and his brows were like torches. She had already guessed that he was a kind person, and when he looked at her, she stood up and bowed to him. Huaxin clasped his hands together and slightly nodded in return.

Before he could sit down, he heard the two of them calling out in unison: "Second Brother!" When Liu'er heard this, she was overjoyed and quickly searched around. She saw the two ghosts, Black and White, squeezed through the crowd. The nigger hugged Liu'er, holding her in his arms until she couldn't breathe. He laughed loudly and said, "Brother, you're safe and sound, that's great!" Bai Gui cried tears of joy, wiping away his tears he laughed: "Second brother, where have you been all this time? [This is going to kill my sister-in-law!] 'Eldest sister-in-law thought I'd never see you again … ' As he spoke, he began to choke again. Although she was a heroine, her conduct was naturally different from a man's, and it was normal for her to cry.

Liu'er said happily, "Big brother, sister-in-law! How are you two? This little brother is worried, and calls you big brother and sister-in-law for your care! " The nigger laughed at the White Ghost and said, "Look at you, woman. When you can't see your second brother, you cry all day. Now that I have met him, why are you still crying? " As he spoke, he used his large hands to wipe her tears. With a flash of red, his arm lightly swung down from the nigger's arm as he spat, "So many people, yet you don't know shame!" The nigger laughed and ignored Liu'er, asking Liu'er: "Brother, after we parted ways at Treasure House, where did you go? But it's so easy to find Big Brother. " Liu'er thought to herself, "So brother and sister-in-law have been looking for me all this time, it must have been exhausting for them." He then said apologetically, "After that, I fell off the cliff, but fortunately I survived. I hid in the cave for a few days, no wonder my elder brother and sister-in-law couldn't find me."

When the two of them heard this, they were both surprised and happy. They fought to be the first to ask, and Liu'er briefly explained the matter. As there were too many people in the room, she didn't mention anything about Lady Qingyang. Bai Gui's heart ached at the words as he tightly clenched both of Liu'er's hands, tears streaming down his face. Zhao Lingqiu, who was watching from the side, actually pursed her lips and started to get jealous. Finally, Bai Gui asked again, "Second Brother, have you found Miss Xiao Lan?" The two ghosts looked at each other and sighed. The nigger said, "Brother, there is no need to be impatient. We, Sect Leader Ye, have already sent out the order to search for the river. If Miss Xiao Lan were to appear anywhere near the river, we would definitely know about it." Liu'er could only nod happily.

The two ghosts came with the leaf boat. Since Liu'er had saved the sailors, the leaf boat didn't care where the two ghosts were standing. The two ghosts did not go back to the Leaf Boat and instead chatted happily with Liu'er and the others.

Liu'er was sitting next to Shaolin monk, not as a guest, but as a member of his own family. As a result, everyone became even more confused and confused. Liu'er sat down on her own and heard the monk outside shouting: "Sect Master Qingyu of the Purple Void Sect, enter the hall!" With these words, everyone no longer had the time to think about what kind of person Liu'er was. They all thought to themselves, "Reverend Huixin Fang even invited Daoist Master Qingyu, just what kind of big matter is this?"

When Yi Xin and the others heard this, they quickly walked out of the hall. After a while, they led the way into the hall. The one in the lead was about seven feet or so, wearing a dark green daoist robe, his hair and beard were all mixed in black and white, and there were a few deep wrinkles on his forehead, making him look extremely conspicuous. Boss Zhuang said to Liu'er, "This Daoist is the Sect Leader of the Violet Void Sect, Daoist Master Qingyu." Liu'er nodded, thinking to herself, "The sect leader of the world's number one sect really lives up to his name." Daoist Master Cyan Yu was followed by several others. They were all white-robed Daoists and carried sharp swords on their backs. Liu'er recognized one of them. It was Wu Chen, the Daoist Priest of the Immortal Crocodile Manor.

The Purple Void Sect was the largest sect in the martial arts world. Although the Shaolin Temple had the rule of not allowing people to bring weapons into the temple, to the Purple Void Sect, it was still a fake.

Rules are dead, and people are alive. This is always true for special people.

Liu'er recognized Wu Chen, and seeing him in high spirits, she was no different from when she was at the Immortal Crocodile Manor. At this moment, the main hall was filled with numerous nobles, just like the Immortal Crocodile Manor back then. That day, Wu Chenzi had made things difficult for Liu'er. Although Wu Chenzi did not stop him, but his words to help had made Liu'er admire him greatly. He had been roaming the martial arts world for a long time, and lost Xiao Lan, so he was very frustrated. Now that he saw Wu Chenzi, his mind went blank, as if he had returned to the Immortal Crocodile Manor and still thought himself to be that ignorant little Daoist. He couldn't help but call out, "Daoist Wu Chen, you're here too?"

Wu Chenzi looked to Liu'er with a slight frown, as if he couldn't remember where he had seen her before. He smiled and nodded to her. The Daoist Master Qingyu also glanced at Liu'er, only to see that his face was flushed red. He seemed to be filled with energy, and it was unknown who he was. Behind him, the faces of the few people from the Zhuang Clan were filled with anger. They turned around and smiled at Wu Chenzi, "It seems that your prestige in the martial arts world has already surpassed mine. However, as the saying goes, the higher the base, the higher the prestige, the more you cannot be overconfident. " Wu Chenzi bowed and said, "I will listen to Master's teachings. The heroes in the martial arts world all gave face to their masters, giving their disciples some face. How could their disciples dare to say that their prestige had surpassed their masters? That youth looks kind and friendly, but I can't remember where I've seen him, so I'm lacking in manners. "