Inside the Wulong Temple.
It was noon, and two shadowy figures were whispering outside a meditation room.
"Xiao Long, do you think Second Brother can break through?"
One of the small, chubby monks looked to be only seven or eight years old, but his eyes were full of mischief. He asked the figure beside him.
"I don't know either, but Xiao Wen, Master will scold us if we just barge in."
The small monk called Xiao Long was also about seven or eight years old, but he was thinner and more energetic. He looked at the chubby one with a bit of worry.
"No way, we're just worried about Second Brother. He'll take us out for delicious food once he breaks through."
As Xiao Wen spoke, he started to drool.
Xiao Long, hearing this, also felt his stomach grumbling, and the worry in his eyes was completely replaced by the lure of delicious food.
“You two little guys, I told you not to disturb your Second Brother. He's at a critical moment and can't be disturbed."
A voice came from behind them, and Xiao Long and Xiao Wen turned around with a change in expression.
They saw an old monk and a short-haired monk who looked like Uncle Da standing before them.
The one who had spoken was the old monk, the Abbot of Wulong Temple, Yimei.
“Master, we didn't disturb Second Brother. We just wanted to protect him."
Xiao Wen hurriedly said.
"That's right, Master, we wouldn't want to eat a big meal."
Xiao Long nodded quickly.
The next moment, everyone's gaze turned towards him.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Long looked at the three with a confused expression.
"You idiot, you're going to get us in trouble."
Xiao Wen looked at Xiao Long with a bitter expression. Now they were exposed.
"I'll deal with you two later. Don't move, I've already had your brothers surround the place. Not even a mosquito can get in."
The Abbot said sternly.
This was the day his most beloved disciple was breaking through, there couldn't be any accidents.
Everyone else became serious as well.
"Buzz...Buzz..."
At that moment, a mosquito flew past everyone.
The tense atmosphere instantly became awkward, especially for the old monk.
“Bang!”
A muffled sound, the mosquito in mid-air exploded, and the Abbot slowly retracted his hand.
"Wow, Master actually used the Great Strength Vajra Palm!" Xiao Long exclaimed in surprise.
"But Master, didn't you take a life?"
Xiao Wen spoke with a hint of weirdness.
But he was met with a stern look from the Master, and he immediately stopped talking.
Although this would be breaking a rule elsewhere, this was the Wulong Temple, a strange temple itself. It was fine as long as nobody said anything.
The atmosphere returned to normal. Everyone looked towards the meditation room, praying for the success of the person inside.
After what seemed like a long time, the quiet meditation room suddenly erupted with terrifying energy.
The energy, carrying a wave of heat, instantly swept through the entire temple. The air, which had been slightly cold, suddenly warmed up.
"So terrifying, this is the power of blood essence. My junior brother's blood essence can actually change the environment."
The short-haired Senior Brother said seriously.
"He should be finishing soon. It seems like the top fighter in our Wulong Temple will be changing."
A smile appeared on the Abbot's face.
"Yeah, I never thought I'd be so quickly stepping down from my position as the top fighter of the Wulong Temple."
The Senior Brother sighed.
"Shameless."
All three rolled their eyes.
With the Senior Brother's half-baked martial arts skills, how could he possibly be the top fighter? Even though the Abbot was old, he was still the strongest in the Wulong Temple.
But that was before, now that person was still in the meditation room.
As time passed, the temperature around them gradually returned to normal, and everyone knew it was finally over.
Without waiting long, the door to the meditation room slowly opened.
A tall figure, nearly two meters tall, with an exceptionally strong physique, slowly walked out.
Although he was very strong, even the loose monk's robes couldn't conceal his physique, but his face was youthful, only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was bald, but exceptionally handsome.
The strong physique coupled with the handsome face gave this young man a strong masculine aura. Just standing near him brought a feeling of warmth and security, as if bathed in sunlight.
"Senior Brother Yun Yi, you're finally out!"
Xiao Wen instantly reacted and rushed towards the young man.
Bang!
A muffled sound, Xiao Wen hugged the young man, but then his face contorted in pain.
"Senior Brother, you're so hard."
Xiao Wen said with a bitter expression.
The impact had actually hurt him, as if there was a force rebounding.
"It's because I just broke through, I haven't gotten used to it yet. It'll be back to normal in a few days."
Yun Yi picked up Xiao Wen and explained with a smile.
"Xiao Yi, did you really break through?"
At that moment, the Abbot looked at Yun Yi and asked excitedly.
Yun Yi's seclusion this time was about the future of the Wulong Temple, no, it could even change the entire landscape of Hong Kong and the world.
Everyone else looked at Yun Yi with excitement as well.
"Yes, Master, I've broken through to the twelfth level of the Golden Bell Cover, the Golden Bell Cover has reached its peak, the Xian Tian realm."
Yun Yi nodded seriously.
Hearing Yun Yi's words, the expressions on everyone's faces were about to contort, they were so excited.
Their Wulong Temple had actually produced a Xian Tian expert, and he was so young, it was simply amazing.
"That's great, my wish has finally been fulfilled."
The Abbot cried excitedly.
Yun Yi and the Senior Brother quickly helped him to sit down, telling him not to get too excited. He was so old, his spirit couldn't experience drastic changes, it was easy to cause problems.
They also knew why the Master was so excited.
The Wulong Temple was a branch of the Shaolin Temple in mainland China, and had been in Hong Kong for many years. Although it had some fame, it wasn't that well known, nor had it produced any famous monks.
A few decades ago, a talented young monk from the Wulong Temple named Mian Bi had the potential to break through to the Xian Tian realm. He was the current Abbot's junior brother.
This should have been a good thing, but he fell in love with a female demon from the Devil Cult.
In the end, Mian Bi left the Wulong Temple and disappeared. The Wulong Temple could only announce to the outside world that he was reflecting on his past mistakes.
After that, the hope of the Wulong Temple was lost again, until Yun Yi's appearance this time.
"Help me to the main hall, I want to burn some incense to thank the heavens."
The Abbot calmed down and said.
"Wow, Master, you also make wishes?"
Xiao Wen looked at the Abbot in surprise.
This was the first time he knew that the Abbot would also do this sort of thing.
"Nonsense, it's our own people, it's not a waste to worship."
The Abbot rolled his eyes.
Yun Yi and the Senior Brother both shrugged helplessly, they were already used to the Abbot's sometimes startling words.
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