Chapter 807: Buddha, Demon!
Editor: Atlas Studios
Looking around, the entire hall was spacious and bright.
What greeted his eyes was a golden Buddha statue that was a few meters tall. It gave off a sense of dignity without looking aggressive.
In front of the Buddha statue was a bronze incense burner. Wafts of green smoke floated from it, making one feel calm.
Various frescoes of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats were depicted on the walls.
The circular staircase extended all the way to the ninth floor.
On every floor, there were huge bookshelves.
The bookshelf was filled with all kinds of Buddhist books, martial arts manuals, medical books, and other ancient books.
After all, this was the first time Yang Luo, Xu Ying, and Prajna had entered the Shaolin Sutra Depository, so they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
At this moment, a rustling sound came from not far away.
Yang Luo and the other three looked up and saw an old monk sweeping the floor not far away with a long broom.
The old monk was thin and wore a light gray monk robe. His eyebrows and beard were all white.
Although this old monk looked old, he was hale and hearty and had a sharp gaze.
This old monk was the eminent monk who had sent Chou Jianchi, Feng Jianming, and Li Tai’e flying three days ago and saved Bujie.
It was Bujie’s master, Master Xuanku.
“Master, I’m here to see you!”
Bujie’s eyes turned red as he knelt down.
Master Xuan Ku sighed softly and waved the broom in his hand.
And in that instant!
A powerful gust of wind swept towards the door!
There was a loud clang!
The two doors closed!
Master Xuanku said softly, “Benefactors, please come upstairs.”
With that, Master Xuanku put down the broom and walked upstairs.
Yang Luo and the other three quickly followed.
Soon, Yang Luo and the others followed Master Xuanku to the ninth floor of the Scripture Depository.
The ninth floor was spacious and bright. Through a few huge open windows, one could see the undulating mountains, dense forests, and winding rivers. It made one feel the vastness of the world.
There was also a low table by a window with a tea set on it.
There was a teapot on a small stove. At this moment, the water was already boiling, making gurgling sounds as wisps of white steam rose.
Beside the short table were five futons.
Seeing this scene, Yang Luo was stunned.
Obviously, Master Xuanku should have known that they were here long ago, so he had brewed tea and placed the futons, waiting for them to come.
Walking to the table, Master Xuanku raised his hand, “Benefactors, please sit.”
After Yang Luo and the other three sat down…
Master Xuanku poured a cup of tea for Yang Luo and the others.
“Thankyou, Master!”
Yang Luo thanked him and took a sip of tea.
He really did not like the others from Shaolin Temple.
However, he still respected the old monk in front of him.
Firstly, this old monk was the master of Bujie.
Secondly, this old monk clearly had extraordinary abilities, but he chose to hide his strength and was willing to be a cleaner in the Scripture Depository.
Master Xuanku looked at Bujie with a kind expression and asked, “Bujie, are your injuries better?”
Bujie pressed his palms together and replied respectfully, “Thank you for your concern, Master. My injuries are already much better.”
“That’s good.”
Master Xuanku nodded.
Yang Luo put down his teacup and looked at Master Xuanku. He asked,
“Master, you should have known that we came to Shaolin just now, right?
Also, you should know about my fight with the Shaolin Temple Master and the others just now, right?”
“Of course I know.”