The cultivator on Tianfeng Peak heard that Wuhua hadn't died, and felt a mix of emotions. He clasped his hands together towards Xu Qing and said, "Thank you, Daoist Xu, for helping our temple uncover the real culprit."
He didn't mention the matter of the Abbott of Heavenly Lake returning.
Because he knew, it was false.
Xu Qing smiled slightly, "I suppose I've helped Shaolin Temple a bit. Now, this humble Daoist has an unreasonable request, and I hope the master can accommodate it."
"Daoist Xu wishes to visit our temple's Scripture Pavilion?"
"Haha, master is perceptive."
The cultivator on Tianfeng Peak said, "Our temple's martial arts, compared to the Quanzhen Sect that is the orthodox lineage of this world, truly have nothing noteworthy. Rather, the Buddhist law in our Scripture Pavilion has many mysteries. If Daoist Xu does not have any urgent matters, after reading the Martial Arts Scripture, you can peruse our temple's Buddhist Scriptures."
