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

Chapter 27 I don't know either

When the sky was bright, Ye Wuxin hurried back to the Shaolin Temple, changed his robes, and blended into the monks as if nothing had happened.

Ye Wuxin's eyes twitched when he heard those young monks of the Xu family discussing in low voices about yesterday's mysterious master and the lost scriptures of the Bodhidharma Academy, wishing to slap himself twice.

'I said I always felt like I forgot something. It turned out that I forgot to bring back the Yi Jin Jing, shit! '

With a deep sigh, a group of juniors started today's chores.

The figures of the monks of the Hui generation who followed nearby in the past also disappeared a lot, and most of them went down the mountain to search for traces of Qiao Feng.

There is no way, that is the Yi Jin Jing, one of the most important inner strength methods of Shaolin Temple, it is a secret left behind by Bodhidharma when he traveled eastward to the Central Plains.

In the current Shaolin Temple, there are not even one person who has learned the Yi Jin Jing, and it is even possible that there is only one monk who sweeps the floor.

Poor Qiao Feng, just like this, took another big blame, which made Ye Wuxin feel the twists and turns of fate and helplessness.

At this moment, as a row of data appeared, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

'The task is completed, and the future has changed to a certain extent. I don't know how much this change is? '

As he thought about it, the chores in his hand were almost done.

When Ye Wuxin was about to have breakfast, several monks in front of her were arguing loudly, and there was a lot of complaint in their tone.

He leaned forward and found that it was Xu Qing who had experience in the same industry, and the young monk who was arguing with him was Xu Zhan and others whose martial arts were quite close among his peers.

With a glance, Ye Wuxin knew why this happened.

Xu Zhan and others were not good at guarding, causing Shaolin Temple to lose precious books. Although they were not responsible for the crime, they were still severely punished by their master.

Xu Qing is a pure innocent lying on the gun, just because she stopped Ah Zhu once outside the Shaolin Temple, she was disguised into Xu Qing's appearance and stole the Yi Jin Jing.

Seeing a few people arguing again, the monks nearby separated the two groups and began to persuade them in a low voice.

Ye Wuxin shook her head, turned around and walked towards the dining room.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the food is the biggest. Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't stop him from cooking.

First fought with the monks of the Xuanzi generation, then ran for more than 50 miles overnight, and did chores all morning in the morning, the landlord's cattle were not as tired as he is now.

Inside the Daxiong Palace, Xuanci silently recited scriptures with a calm expression.

The door of the hall was closed tightly, and all the eminent monks of Xuanzi generation looked serious and remained silent, and only the sound of one person chanting sutras echoed in the hall.

After a long time, Xuan Ci clasped his hands together and spoke slowly.

"Amitabha, last night Qiao Feng entered the temple first, killed Xuan Ku, then entered the Bodhidharma courtyard, kidnapped the monks in the temple, and stole the only copy of "Yi Jin Jing" that Bodhidharma left in the temple for nearly a thousand years."

As soon as the words came out, the complexions of many eminent monks of the Xuan family were ashen, obviously very angry.

"Besides, there is another mysterious person who sneaked into Yaowangyuan secretly and stole the precious medicine Great Returning Pill accumulated by Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years. Its strength is far superior to ours."

The few old monks who were in charge of guarding the Yaowangyuan bowed their heads silently yesterday. This incident was beyond their imagination. Who would have thought that the gentleman on Liang's martial arts was frighteningly high, and he did not have the dignity of a martial arts master at all.

Xuanji, the head of Nagarshuyuan, spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his hoarse voice.

"I can't blame my juniors for the matter of Yaowangyuan. That person can fight against six without losing the wind. His martial arts is rare in the world. Even if we go there, there is nothing we can do."

"The immediate matter should be to find the Yi Jin Jing as soon as possible. It would be fine if Qiao Feng practiced it to the point of becoming obsessed, but if it spreads to the rivers and lakes, what kind of bloody storm will be caused if it is not preserved."

Xuan Ci nodded slightly, and asked solemnly.

"I don't know which junior is up to the important task of going down the mountain to capture Qiao Feng, escort him back to the Shaolin Temple, and find the orphan copy of the founding patriarch of this temple?"

As soon as the words came out, all the martial monks of Xuanzi generation looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to do.

Everyone knows that Qiao Feng is strong in martial arts, and basically everyone in Shaolin Temple Xuanzi's one-on-one is his opponent.

To capture him back to the Shaolin Temple, at least three brothers and sisters must join forces to have any hope. This is only a hope, and the success rate cannot be guaranteed.

After last night, there were rumors in the rivers and lakes that there was no one in Shaolin Temple, and even Qiao Feng could come and go freely in the temple.

For the well-informed level of those people in the Jianghu, the old monks of the Xuan family were very impressed.

Seeing that no one answered for a long time, Xuan Sheng and the six guards of the Yaowang Court last night stood up together.

"Brother, let me go down the mountain and look for the trace of Qiao Feng!"

Xuanci remained silent, the temple lost manpower one after another, and two first-class masters also lost two. At this moment, six Xuanci monks were sent to arrest Qiao Feng.
"Hey, let's leave this matter alone, let's stop with the loss of the Yi Jin Jing."

"Although the Yi Jin Jing is the only copy left in the temple by our patriarch Bodhidharma, the text written is in Sanskrit, even if Qiao Feng wants to strengthen it, he can't do anything."

Xuannan spoke words of comfort, but all the old monks remained silent.

No matter what, the news that someone dared to break into the Buddhist temple of Shaolin Temple has been completely spread, and it has become a certainty.

The reputation he had accumulated in Shaolin Temple in Jiang Hu also received a certain degree of blow at this time.

After the group of monks dispersed, Xuanci stared blankly at the Buddha statue in front of him, but recalled the Khitan warrior 30 years ago in his mind.

'It really looks like Amitabha. '

Late at night, cloudy.

That night, the vigilance in the Shaolin Temple was visibly intensified, and even Ye Wuxin gave up his plan to visit Xuanci late at night.

The matter of breaking into the empty door made Shaolin Temple lose a lot of face in the Jianghu. In order to guard against those young people who feel good about themselves, many monks of the wise generation are extremely busy.

Even Xu Zhu's martial arts teacher Hui Lun was dragged out to patrol.

Looking around, all the brothers and sisters have fallen into a deep sleep.

With a change of mind, a trace of consciousness entered the system space.

Ye Wuxin turned his gaze, and focused on the remaining emotional points and lucky draw opportunities, subconsciously thinking about how to maximize the benefits.

"The primary lottery is useless. Except for weird things, there are not many useful ones. The key is to focus on the intermediate and advanced lottery." '

'However, that's not the purpose of coming here this time. '

After pondering for a moment, Ye Wuxin asked.

"System, how useful is that task that changes the trajectory of the world?"

After a while, a row of familiar data appeared in front of him.

[This answer is charged, please pay 1000 emotional points. 】

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he reluctantly chose to pay.

After a while, the system gave its answer.

【I do not know either. 】

　Pushing the book Changsheng Martial Arts, at the beginning, the grave was dug by the unfilial descendants.

　　Friends of the book, you can go and see if you want to read it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)