Supreme Grandpa Chapter 112
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This time, Yang Song did not take Xiao Laoxu and Xiao Laofei with him, he went to the White Dragon Abode alone.
When walking on the road, Yang Song blended himself with the busy people on the street and changed his appearance and clothes professionally.
After a while, Yang Song went into an alley where no human was seen and summoned the Blue Bolt Sword. Then, with a slight leap, Yang Song stood on the body of the sword stably. Immediately, Yang Song issued a command slightly in his mind.
Whoosh!
Yang Song, with the Blue Bolt Sword under him, skyrocketed to the sky at a speed that eyes could not catch.
The white clouds dispersed and divided to the side, and Yang Song experienced flight that could only be seen in fantasy for the first time.
The clouds and the gentle sunlight blended with each other perfectly, giving out a sense of mesmerizing scenery.
Yang Song took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, and urged the Blue Bolt Sword to speed up.
Soon, a familiar mountain came into Yang Song's sight and Yang Song dived straight down in the direction of the White Dragon Abode.
To some people, only a gentle blue light was seen shooting down, however, they only regarded it as a hallucination since it appeared too quickly and disappeared too quickly.
After coming down, Yang Song stored the Blue Bolt Sword back in his Sea of Consciousness.
Today, Yang Song did not plan to cultivate at all, he wanted to explore this White Dragon Mountain instead.
Not long after, Yang Song came out of the forest and climbed the stone steps with the many tourists.
Yang Song's current appearance was that of an average young man who seemed to be in his early twenties only.
Today, there were quite many people, but not everyone was a tourist, some of them were just locals and came here to exercise only.
Looking up, there were endless steps that led to the top, but even so, it still did not stop people from going up and down.
After Yang Song climbed the steps for a while, he soon met an old monk in a yellow kasaya. The old monk's right hand was holding a copper khakkhara or Zen staff to announce his presence.
However, no one seemed to want to help him at all. But the conversations between the young people on the side answered Yang Song's question.
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"That old monk's temper is so weird."
"Right, a group of people wanted to help him earlier, but he refused them. At his speed, I bet he will arrive at the top by tomorrow."
"Well, let's just hope that he won't be exhausted to death so that we wouldn't be in trouble!"
"…"
After a while, that group of young people arrived right behind the old monk. As they were about to pass by the old monk, the old monk suddenly stomped the Zen staff to the right side, blocking that group of young people.
Those young people were taken aback for a moment before a young man among the group stepped forward and asked angrily, "What do you want to do, old thing?"
The old monk then turned his head over and announced Buddha's name calmly, "Amitabha, bastard."
Hearing this, those young people including the young man were stunned, the other tourists around were stunned, and even Yang Song was stunned by this.
"What the hell? Did I just hear it right?"
"Did the old monk just say 'bastard'?"
"Damn, isn't a monk supposed to be very calm and never curses?"
"Well, but those young people were indeed disrespectful to him earlier. They talked right behind his back."
"Oh? No wonder, but still…"
"…"
After being stunned for a moment, the young man was slightly angry at the old monk, "Damn old monk, why did you curse me? Do you not want to live anymore? I'm telling you, this daddy is from the capital. If I want to destroy your temple, it's as easy as drinking water."
"Amitabha, bastard," the old man announced the Buddha's name again with a slight bow.
"You…" Somehow, the young man felt oddly irritated every time he heard the old monk announcing Buddha's name. if it weren't for the fact that this old monk looked very old and his body seemed quite frail and there were many people around, he would've beaten the hell out of this old monk earlier already.
"Donor, this poor monk has seen the sea, cloud, and volcano, of course, it is not this poor monk's first time seeing a bastard person like donor too. Donor's parents must be very upset to have a bastard like donor, donor's friends must feel very uncomfortable to have a friend like donor. They said don't judge a book by its cover, but donor's appearance is no different from donor's inner part. Donor is a bastard on the surface and even more of a bastard on the inside…"
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The old monk started ranting calmly and vigorously. From the look of it, it seemed like this old monk planned to speak for three days and three nights.
But Yang Song felt that this old monk was not simple at all. This old monk's breath was indeed quite weak and seemed very normal, however, Yang Song was very sure that this old monk was none other than a martial artist. He should be at least stronger than Wu Dahai.
Feeling curious, Yang Song opened his Eyes of Insight and looked at the old monk.
Name: Xuan Kong
Combat Power: 9th Tier Master
Talent: Dharma (1), infinity blabbering (100), dual personality (100), comprehension (69), martial arts (59), language (70)
Yang Song was stunned by this old monk once again. This old monk turned out to be a 9th Tier Master? He was just one step away from the Grandmaster stage?
However, not to mention his breath, even his appearance did not seem like someone who had practiced martial arts.
A total of six talents, but what made Yang Song feel puzzled was that dharma talent. As a monk, his biggest talent should be his dharma, but this old monk's talent in dharma was so low that Yang Song started to question the system to see if there was a bug.
The system of course denied it. This monk Xuan Kong's talent in dharma was indeed 1 in value.
Yang Song was speechless by this.
"B-brother Tang! S-someone call an ambulance, please!"
"Oh no, Brother Tang's blood just flows out of his nose nonstop! Call an ambulance quickly!"
"Hurry up and clutch his nose to stop the bleeding!"
"No you stupid, how will he breath, then?"
"Oops, help! Brother Tang is dying due to the old monk's blabbering!"
"…"
Suddenly, chaotic noise attracted Yang Song back from his thought. When Yang Song walked to the front, he saw the young man who confronted the old monk earlier was currently lying on the ground, his body convulsed nonstop, and foams could be seen coming out of his mouth constantly.
Some onlookers around hurriedly pulled out their phones and called the emergency number.
While some onlookers pulled out their phones to record the entire scene and post it on social media instead.
Of course, there were also people who had recorded the entire show from when the old monk started blabbering his 'profound dharma' to the scene where the young man collapsed.
"Shocked! A young was blasted by old monk's 'profound dharma' and almost died due to the 'long and heavy' blow."
After the video was sent out, it instantly attracted a lot of attention. Countless likes, comments, and shares were seen.
"Lol, what a profound dharma!"
"I bet this old monk has achieved the peak of Dharma, blabbering can kill the evil! That dude was acting rude to the old monk first."
"This must be staged."
"This is so funny and sad at the same time. You know, just listening to the old monk's 'profound dharma' via the video, I can feel the young man's feeling."
"Is he really a monk? Why did he like to curse so much?"
"Where is that?"
"It seems to be White Dragon Mountain. I remember that there is a temple on the top of the main peak of that mountain."
"…"
…
Not long after, an ambulance arrived and some people carried the young man down. Fortunately, it was not very far away from the bottom of the mountain.
Soon, everyone began to disperse and no police were seen because from the beginning to the end, the old monk didn't have any physical contact with the young man, the young man only had his own poor state of mind to blame. Therefore, no one reported it to the police.
Everyone secretly praised the old monk's heavenly skill in injuring people with just his mouth alone. Along the way, everyone was still talking about it nonstop.
And this incident did not stop everyone from going up the mountain at all, on the contrary, it even motivated them. Because they wanted to witness how far the old monk could walk.
Yang Song was also among the many people. However, when Yang Song was about to pass by the old monk, the old monk spread out his Zen staff and actually blocked Yang Song's way.
And this action instantly attracted people's attention again…
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