Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao and asked, "Mouse, what are you going to deal with it?" Lin Miao held the hilt of Garonu's sword with his left hand, pressed the tip of the sword with his right hand, and slowly exerted force with his arms. Garonu suddenly became a semicircle. Lin Miao increased his strength again, shook the sword body back and forth, and then suddenly moved all his internal force. After a crisp sound of metal breaking, Garonu was broken into two halves by him.

Lin Miao looked at the redness of Galu's sword body faded and turned a little blue, and sighed with some regret. Then, with Mu Wushuang, he moved all the bodies in the village outside the village and buried them one by one. Three days later, the villagers found two thin horses and a simple carriage and sent them to the entrance of the inn. Zhang Xi led the thin horses and Mu Wushuang, Lin Miao, Long Yubing, and Su Xiaoyu said goodbye one by one.

Huiku supported Huijue, who held Huikong's urn in his arms and walked to the side of the carriage tremblingly. Huiku whispered to the surrounding villagers: "Thank you, donors. I and my junior brother have been disturbing you for many days, causing trouble for the donors, Amitabha." The villagers suddenly became noisy and expressed their gratitude to Huiku Huijue. Huijue slowly touched the carriage, first raised one foot and stepped on the wooden steps, then reached out to grab the carriage door, lifted up his body with force, and then slowly shrank his other foot and stepped on the wooden steps.

Mu Wushuang, Lin Miao and others felt sad when they saw Huijue's old look: the first Shaolin Damo Hall, the sixth most powerful master in the world, and a generation of monks admired by everyone in the world, are now even in a carriage. Mu Wushuang, Lin Miao, and Zhang Xi also held Huijue with a complicated expression. Huijue smiled and said embarrassedly: "I'm old, I'm useless. Thank you for the little donors, thank you. Oh, good, good."

Huiku came to Zhang Xi and closed his hands and said, "Donor Zhang, Mr. Zhang, have been waiting in Sanche Town for many days, let's set off quickly." Zhang Xi hesitated for a moment and said, "But is the divine monk Huijue... convenient?" Huijue hugged the urn in his arms and said softly, "It's okay. Junior Brother Huikong once promised to return to Jiujian Pavilion with the two donors. Now he can't go anymore, so naturally we two are the senior brothers to do it for him. Amitabha."

Huiku sat next to Huijue and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Huijue, the last time we traveled together should have been more than 40 years ago, right?" Huijue also replied with a smile: "Serious, good, senior brother, forty-three years and six months." Huiku nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, yes, it's been forty-three years, time flies! Today, my senior brother will accompany you for another round and take a look at the scenery along the way. Amitabha."

Huijue said excitedly: "Okay, okay, senior brother, senior brother, senior brother. This time I went to Jiujian Pavilion to meet several old friends, and in the future they had to go to Shaolin to find me, Amitabha." Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao looked at the two old monks with relaxed faces. Although they felt sorry for Huijue, they admired their great enlightenment even more. At this time, He Wannian came out of the crowd and bowed to the two old monks and said, "Thank you, Mr. He."

Huiku hurriedly returned the favor and said, "The God of Jiang can't be used to do it. It is a great merit. We will never compare with the Master. Amitabha Buddha." He Wannian stood up straight and said, "The Master is so serious, but He has something important to do, so he has to leave for the time being - don't worry, He's disciples will replace He, continue to protect this place and ensure peace in this area." Then He Wannian urged everyone around him, and the villagers automatically flashed a road leading to the riverside for him, and He Wannian walked towards the riverside with great strides.

Zhang Xi also sat on the carriage and bowed to Mu Wushuang and others and said, "Uncle Master, Miss Su, Senior Brother Mu, Brother Lin, fellow villagers, take care of me!" Mu Wushuang nodded and said, "Go back and tell Master Long, just say that it is safe for me to be with us, so don't worry." Zhang Xi nodded and said, "Don't worry, Brother Mu, you will definitely do it." Mu Wushuang continued, "I have told you the way to contact us. Please tell my master and Uncle Yang after you go back." Zhang Xi nodded, bowed to Mu Wushuang and others, raised the whip, and walked slowly out of the village with the carriage.

Lin Miao looked at the mountains in the distance, smiled bitterly and said slowly, "I don't know who the national master will send next time." Mu Wushuang looked at the Ju Luojian in his hand and said, "No matter who he is, he will never come back!" Lin Miao smiled, looked at the carriage that was leaving, and asked, "Then what are we going to harm, Mutou?" Long Yubing walked to Mu Wushuang in two steps and said, "Two nephews, I have already thought about it, let's go to Yuancheng!"

Lin Miao turned his face and looked at Long Yubing and said, "Is Bashuyuan City? If I remember correctly, it should be the sphere of influence of Baidingshan Palace." Mu Wushuang looked at Long Yubing and said, "Why did Uncle Jung-in think of going to Yuancheng?" Long Yubing smiled, Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao looked at her with strange expressions. Long Yubing did not notice it, but still looked at the carriage in the distance and said, "The day before yesterday, I dig a divination, and the words said: Sichuan is not stagnant, and you are all congratulating the banquet. Since the ancient roads are the same, the treasures will be descending, and the benefits will be sincere. In other words, if Zhang Tingmu and Li Yu want to meet us, they must be near Bashu. And you may also accidentally get some treasures."

Lin Miao said lazily, "I don't know the gods, I only know that good things are not our turn, and there is... The spicy fish pot in Yuancheng seems to be quite famous - Master, your news is really very good." Long Yubing's cheeks flushed, and he stared at Lin Miao with some anger, and then he was about to raise his hand. Su Xiaoyu hurriedly grabbed Long Yubing's hand, and then looked at Lin Miao with a smile. Mu Wushuang picked up Ju Luojian and said, "Okay, that's it. Let's set off immediately and go to Sichuan Yuancheng!"
Chapter completed!