The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 21
In the evening, after a hastily finished dinner, Ye Wuxin hurried back to the meditation room.

As soon as he entered the system space, he began to rummage around for something.

"Found it, it turned out to be here."

【Smoke bomb (half star)】

[Evaluation: The props used by Japanese ninjas when retreating. After use, they can emit thick smoke to cover their bodies. 】

[Disguise suit (one star)]

[Evaluation: Walking the rivers and lakes, stealing fragrance and jade——Book by an unknown flower picker]

After putting away the two things, Ye Wuxin took out the few Qi Yang Pills left, swallowed them all, and slowly refined the medicinal properties.

Time passed in a hurry, and it was late at night in a blink of an eye.

Xuanku knocked on the wooden fish, and kept chanting scriptures in his mouth, but the expression on his face was very disappointed, and he couldn't calm down for no reason.

After being a monk for dozens of years, this was the first time he had such a hard time calming down his state of mind.

Seeing that the master was in a low mood, the little novice at the side didn't know what to say, so he could only walk away silently and prepare tea for Xuanku.

Not long after the little monk left, the closed door opened, and two gusts of strange wind instantly blew out the candles in the room.

In the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of Xuan Ku.

Although the candle was extinguished, there was still moonlight outside, allowing Xuanci and the little novice outside the window to barely see the appearance of the person coming.

The visitor was wearing a gray robe, with a Chinese character face, raised eyebrows, and big mouth and big ears.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the person's gaze was fixed on Xuan Ku's body and he remained motionless, even when he breathed out, his body didn't rise or fall.

"I don't know the name of the benefactor? What is the so-called late night visit?"

Although Xuan Ku asked about the tall figure in front of him, he still felt as if he had seen this face somewhere before.

The tall figure smiled coldly, and actually shot directly in front of Xuan Ku, and slapped him on the body.

The strength of the palm caused Xuan Ku to be seriously injured in an instant.

If it wasn't for Xuan Ku's decades of painstakingly cultivated internal strength, perhaps this palm would have directly sent him to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

The little novice at the side was already too scared to move, the tall figure smiled indifferently, turned and left.

After a while, the cry of the little novice echoed, and a group of Shaolin monks rushed over.

Seeing that Xuan's life was at stake, a group of monks hurriedly reported the matter to the abbot.

At the same time, Qiao Feng, who made a big circle, also rushed to Shaolin Temple, and was about to find his teacher Xuan Ku.

There are many courtyards in Shaolin Temple, and it is even more difficult to find Xuanku among the many courtyards.

Just when he was at a loss, a young monk hurried into the courtyard not far away.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng ran to the bottom of the window sill like a cat, quietly listening to the conversation inside, but felt extremely helpless in his heart.

The majestic leader of the beggar gang, a hero who stands up to the sky, is actually eavesdropping on other people's conversations like a thief at this moment.

It's fine if it's just trivial matters, what if you hear the secrets of Shaolin Temple?
In case if his secrets were revealed and he was blocked here, where would he put his face?

After thinking about it, my mentor came to teach martial arts in the middle of the night when I was young, even if it was windy and rainy, it would not be late for a day.

If his whereabouts are exposed, it is just a face, how can he repay his teacher's great kindness to him?

Just as Qiao Feng was thinking, there was a burst of voices in the courtyard.

"The abbot has something important to discuss, please go to the 'Ceremony of Taoism' immediately."

After a while, the old and unusual voice replied.

"Go, go immediately."

After a while, two voices, one old and one young, separated,
The old monk headed west, presumably to the Taoist monastery, and the young monk hurried east, presumably to inform other eminent monks.

In Shaolin Temple, those with high seniority must not be weak in martial arts, Qiao Feng saw the old man walking towards the west, so he dared to follow silently behind him.

After seeing the old monk enter the westernmost courtyard, Qiao Feng went around in a circle and found no one around with his internal force, then he fell down under the window and listened to the movement around him.

Not long after, there was only a sound, and four old monks of the Xuan family hurried over.

After a while, two more people came together.

Seeing the clouds of masters in the room, Qiao Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.There are so many eminent monks gathered here, if his master Xuan Ku is among them, the real murderer would not dare to attack at this time.

Just when he was about to leave in secret, a burst of chanting stopped him in place.

In the Taoist Temple, more than a dozen eminent monks of the Xuan family looked at Xuan Ku who was seriously injured and unable to recover, and the expressions on their faces became more and more sorrowful.

The sound of chanting sutras sounded, and more than a dozen eminent monks recited scriptures to send their seniors/brothers for the last journey.

At the end of the scripture, Xuanci asked in a dignified tone.

"Junior Brother Xuanku, do you have anything else to say?"

Xuan Ku, who was seriously injured, relied on his own internal strength to survive until now. Hearing Xuan Ci's question, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly.

"On the day my younger brother received his precepts, my teacher named me Xuanku. The Buddha said that the seven sufferings are birth and old age; sickness, death, resentment and hatred, love and separation, and not getting what you want."

"Little brother tried his best to get rid of the seven sufferings, but he could only overcome himself, not others. I am ashamed to say it."

"The bitterness of this 'meeting of resentment and hatred' is an inevitable situation in life, and it is the seed of a previous cause, so it should have this karmic reward. All senior brothers and sisters should be happy for me when they see that I have repaid this karmic retribution."

Seeing Xuan Ku like this, all the eminent monks of Xuan's generation couldn't help lowering their eyes and remained silent.

Xuanci recited the Buddha's name with a hint of majesty in his tone.

"Junior Brother Xuan Bei was killed by a traitor a few months ago. We will try our best to track down the murderer, which seems to violate my Buddha's precept not to be angry or angry."

"However, the purpose of defeating demons and punishing traitors is to relieve the suffering of all living beings. Eliminating one demon is to save countless people in the world."

Xuan Ci changed the subject and asked Xuan Ku directly.

"Junior brother, is that person Gusu Murong?"

Xuan Ku smiled bitterly, and said hastily.

"Senior brother, I don't want my senior brother and fellow senior brothers to worry about me, so as to increase my karma even more."

"If that person can put down the butcher's knife, he will naturally turn his back on it, but if he is obsessed with it"

Xuan Ku let out a low sigh, with a helpless tone.

"Hey! He is just suffering in vain. There is no need to talk about this person's appearance."

All the eminent monks were silent, even Xuan Ci had nothing to say.

"Yes! The younger brother is very insightful, but the senior brother is too stubborn, and he is quite inferior."

Xuan Ku's face became paler and paler, as if he had reached the last moment of his life.

"Little brother wants to sit quietly for a while, meditating on confession."

Hearing this, Xuanci sighed imperceptibly.

"Yes, Junior Brother, take care."

A group of eminent monks turned and left, leaving the last bit of silence to Xuan Ku.

The door creaked, Xuan Ci went out first, and a group of eminent monks filed out, including the first monks, there were 18 of them in total.

Every monk put his palms together, looked serious, and bowed his head silently chanting something.

Not long after the monks left, a voice rang out, startling Qiao Feng who was hiding in the dark.

"Why do good guests linger when they come from far away?"

(End of this chapter)