Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

"The Sweeping Monk of Shaolin Temple, just a common old monk, indeed there are many, but which one are you referring to?"

Xiao Feng was drawn to Jiang Dali’s mysterious and profound words, and couldn’t help but wonder.

He had been an apprentice of Shaolin Master Xuan Ku in his early years, and had spent a considerable amount of time in Shaolin.

Although those were his youthful days, he still had vague impressions and was aware of many situations within Shaolin.

Now, with Jiang Dali bringing it up like this, Xiao Feng was inwardly full of amazement.

For in his eyes, Jiang Dali’s strength had indeed reached a level that shocked and astonished the world.

Those whom he described as "formidable" must be characters that could match the old eunuch in prowess.

Yet the thought that such a figure could hail from Shaolin seemed somehow not so surprising.

"That person has a mysterious origin, but indeed he is an enlightened monk, as open-minded as a valley, unfathomably deep—I even suspect that this old monk has inherited the true teachings of Dharma.

So after I handle the affairs of the Mountain Village, I shall also make a trip to Shaolin."

Jiang Dali’s eyes held a tinge of nostalgia as he drank a bowl of wine leisurely.