People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

He Jiansheng called a disciple and took Murong Bo and Murong Fu to the other courtyard to rest.

After they left, He Jiansheng looked at the elders in the sect and said, "You all heard that Murong Bo and Murong Fu, the father and son, wanted to use us to get rid of Lu Chen."

"But I believe you have all heard of how powerful Lu Chen is. Let's not talk about the distant ones. Let's talk about the recent ones. A master like Qiu Qianren, who is the number one person below the Heavenly Man Realm, still died at his hands."

"Do you think we can agree to his request?"

After saying this, he glanced at the elders.

"The power of our Kunlun sect is not enough to deal with Lu Chen."

Bai Luzi said without thinking that he didn't want to be an enemy of someone like Lu Chen.

At this time, an elder slowly said, "I also agree that we cannot agree to this."

The one who spoke was the elder Xiang Piaoran, nicknamed Kunlun Yishi, and his martial arts skills were very high.

However, not everyone disagreed. There were also elders who supported and agreed.

Wan Songling, the Master of the Cloud Hand, laughed and said, "Master, these are the twenty-eight Shaolin Temple unique skills. If we can obtain them, it will greatly enhance our strength."

"No, no."

Bai Luzi said: "This is the martial arts of Shaolin Temple. If Shaolin Temple knew about it, it would definitely offend Shaolin Temple."

"Elder Bai, the Shaolin Temple is now plagued by scandals and can hardly protect itself. How can he ask us to hand over our skills?"

Wan Songling said disapprovingly.

"It is very unwise to offend Shaolin Temple for some skills. I will not agree to it."

Bai Luzi said in a deep voice.

Wan Songling sneered and said, "Even if we are offended, what can we do? Does Shaolin Temple still have the ability to come to the Western Regions to ask us for punishment?"

The elders argued endlessly. Some agreed, while others disagreed, and they almost came to a fight over the matter.

After arguing for a long time, no decision was made.

He Jiansheng had no choice but to let them go back first, and he himself came to the forbidden area in the back mountain. This was the place where the ancestor was in seclusion, and no one could disturb him without his permission.

There were two elders guarding the entrance to this forbidden area. When He Jiansheng came over, the two elders stopped him.

"Report to the ancestor, I have something important to report."

He Jiansheng said.

One of the elders nodded and walked into the forbidden area. After a while, the elder came out and said, "Master, please come in."

He Jiansheng walked into the forbidden area.

Within the forbidden area, ancient trees are towering, clouds and mist are lingering, and a mysterious atmosphere shrouds the forbidden area.

He Jiansheng walked for a while and came to the entrance of a cave under a cliff. When he reached the entrance, he did not go in.

At this time, there was a different world inside the cave. In the center of the cave was an antique stone table. On the left was a stone chamber with various books placed in it. It was obviously a study. On the right was the bedroom. The bedroom was also simple, with only a stone bed and nothing else.

And in the middle of the cave, a middle-aged man with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged in the air.

This middle-aged man is the ancestor of Kunlun Sect, He Zudao.

At this time, He Zudao's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was isolated from the world, and a rich inner energy surrounded him.

"Father, Jiansheng has something to report to you."

He Jiansheng said respectfully.

"Jiansheng, is there anything important that requires you to disturb your father's meditation?"

He Zudao's voice sounded slowly.

He Jiansheng respectfully invited Murong Bo and his son to come, and told them their purpose one by one. He also did not hide the differences among the elders of the sect.

He Jiansheng's words were full of fear of Lu Chen, but also of desire for the Shaolin Temple's martial arts.

After that, the cave fell silent.

After a while, He Zudao's voice slowly sounded: "Jiansheng, since the founding of our Kunlun Sect, we have been following the path of righteousness rather than powerful strength. Although the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple are good, they are not suitable for our Kunlun Sect, and it will also sow the seeds of disaster. It is unwise to offend a sect like Shaolin Temple for some skills."

"And the Lu Chen you mentioned is indeed a genius of the time. It would be unwise to make an enemy of such a person."

"Go back and tell them that the feud between the Murong family and Lu Chen is not something that our Kunlun sect can interfere in."

"Father, if you take action, can you kill Lu Chen?"

He Jiansheng asked curiously.

He Zudao was silent for a moment, then said, "Although I have never seen this person, I have heard you talk about him. If it is really as you said, I may be able to defeat him, but I may not be able to kill him."

"This Lu Chen is so powerful."

He Jiansheng sighed.

After He Jiansheng said goodbye, he returned to the sect and conveyed He Zudao's intention to all the elders.

Although some elders were unwilling, they did not dare to resist under the prestige of the ancestor.

Afterwards, He Jiansheng told Murong Bo and his son about Kunlun Sect’s decision.

Murong Bo seemed very surprised. He thought that Kunlun Sect would eventually agree, but he didn't expect that Kunlun Sect would refuse so straightforwardly. These were the twenty-eight unique skills of Shaolin Temple, and yet Kunlun Sect was willing to refuse them.