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

Chapter 9

Time flies, more than a month has passed.

Late at night, inside the Daxiong Palace.

Ye Wuxin practiced the Great Vajra Palm one by one, and Xuanci, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, nodded slightly.

[Emotional points from Xuan Ci +10]

After a set of palm techniques was demonstrated, Xuanci said with satisfaction.

"That's right, with this set of Great Vajra Palms, you've already mastered the heat of the first floor, and you've entered the room."

Ye Wuxin's face was calm when he heard this, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Xuan Ci got up slowly, and demonstrated to him the few unprofessional moves just now.

In every gesture, a set of great vajra palms was used by Xuanci with great proficiency, as if he had the demeanor of a master.

Seeing this, Ye Wuxin felt that some of the jerky feeling he had demonstrated just now with the Great Vajra Palm completely disappeared. According to his estimation, Xuanci's Great Vajra Palm must have at least eight layers of heat.

"Just like being a father, you are good at walking the path of being masculine and masculine. Given time, you will surely be able to make a name for yourself in the Jianghu."

Ye Wuxin lowered his head repeatedly when he heard this.

"Children don't want to be famous, they just want to be by their parents' side."

[Emotional points from Xuan Ci +1000]

After a long silence, Xuanci never opened his mouth to tell Ye Wuxin the truth about his biological mother.

What should I say?Because of your loss, your mother has committed all kinds of crimes all these years, often stealing children who are not yet a month old from other people's homes to play with, and strangled those children to death after playing?
Xu Zhu, a kind child who has never even been out of the temple a few times, what will happen when he suddenly hears this news?Xuanci didn't dare to say it, and couldn't say it.

All the injustices were caused by his credulous trust in others.

Ye Wuxin saw that Xuanci was depressed and heard someone approaching outside the door, so she hurriedly saluted Xuanci, and then left quickly.

On the way back, he couldn't help thinking secretly in his heart.

'No, I can't keep going but Xu Zhu's father is picking up the wool, it's justified to go outside to pick up the wool like a way. '

'A legal matter?No, some people can't let go of themselves, so is there any way to leave Shaolin Temple? '

After thinking hard for a long time, Ye Wuxin didn't think of the right time to go out of the temple, so he had no choice but to put out the idea.

In the bedroom, many brothers and sisters had already gone to bed, and he also washed up and prepared to go to bed.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but recall the worldly master's strength he asked Xuan Ci about earlier.

According to Xuanci, anyone who is a fellow practitioner internally or externally, and who can defeat dozens of thieves by himself, is a third-rate expert.

In Jianghu, except for those ordinary Jianghu people who got one or two tricks and cheats by chance, the number of third-rate masters is the largest.

The number of second-rate masters is even smaller, and most of the second-rate masters in the entire rivers and lakes are masters of one school or another.

Either they are famous all over the place, or they are disciples of a large sect, and one person can withstand the siege of three or five third-rate masters.

As for the first-class masters, they are the top figures in the entire arena, and most of the monks of the Xuan family in Shaolin Temple are in this ranks.

For example, Emperor Baoding of Dali, Xuzhu's father Fuhu Arhat, etc., who enjoy great prestige in the arena, can be regarded as being among the first-class masters.

On top of that, there are Tubo national master Jiumozhi, Bei Qiaofeng, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Longcheng, Tianshan Child Elder and other top masters.

The only existence that can surpass them is the sweeping monk hiding in Shaolin Temple and sweeping the floor silently.

Although it sounds like a lot, the third-rate masters in the entire arena can't add up to one level.

Ye Wuxin himself knew that he thought there were many third-rate masters because he lived in Shaolin Temple.

In fact, those who have no family and no sect can get a book of bad moves, and after a few years of hard work, they can be regarded as people in the world.

In the early morning of the vertical sun, in the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple.

Ye Wuxin held a broom and swept the fallen leaves aside, with an unusually calm expression.

It has been almost three months since he came to this world, and he has gotten used to the life here a lot.

Although it is troublesome to chant mantras even to drink water in daily life, this kind of workplace life without intrigue and complicated interpersonal relationships is quite good.

The only shortcoming that makes him dissatisfied is that there is no meat.

There is no shortage of melons and fruits in Shaolin Temple, and soybeans and other crops are not stingy, but after all, they are not as good as meat.

After sweeping the fallen leaves, when Ye Wuxin was about to leave, a monk of his generation hurried over.

"Junior brother Xu Zhu, my uncle is looking for you."

Ye Wuxin frowned, and couldn't help muttering in her heart.

'Find me?What can be the matter?Could it be that my identity as the illegitimate son of the abbot of Shaolin Temple has been exposed? '

Although he had doubts in his heart, Ye Wuxin followed quickly.

In front of the Arhat Hall, Ye Wuxin rushed over, and a group of monks of the Hui generation held a saber and a Buddhist pestle with solemn expressions.

Monk Huijue, who had met once before, was sitting among the monks, but he didn't speak when he saw him coming, as if he had closed his meditation.

Not long after, two more juniors of the Xunzi generation hurried over.

Taking a closer look, it was Xu Yuan who had fought against him before, and Xu Qing, who was ranked the top three in Xu's generation.

"Everyone is here, let the poor monk explain the situation."

Huijue got up and looked at Ye Wuxin and the others with satisfaction.

"You and the other three are the talented and courageous ones in Xuzi's generation. It is a rare opportunity to follow all the masters and uncles of Luohan Hall out of the temple to sweep away bandits and bandits within a radius of [-] miles from Shaolin Temple."

"Buddha also has vajra eyes. Shaolin is a righteous sect, so it should protect the safety of believers in one side, Amitabha."

Well, Ye Wuxin thought that her identity was exposed, and she was tied up to the Discipline Academy to confront her. It turned out to be a large-scale operation of Luohan Hall.

The three bundles were thrown into the hands of Ye Wuxin and the three of them, and a group of Shaolin monks set off in mighty style.

Before leaving, Ye Wuxin glanced out of the corner of his eye and vaguely saw a familiar figure.

After the monks left, the figures of Xuanci and Xuandu appeared from the darkness.

"Senior brother, is it appropriate to let the younger generation of Xuzi get in touch with such things so early?"

"Amitabha, birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable in life, and it is always necessary to go through honing before those younger generations can carry the burden of Shaolin on their shoulders."

Xuanci's tone was firm, and Xuandu was unable to refute.

Since Senior Brother Xuanbei passed away, many Xuanzi people faintly sensed that a storm was brewing in the dark, so they showed up one by one from their usual places of retreat.

The national strength is weak, and the Liao Kingdom is coveting in the dark. At this critical moment, they can't tolerate these old bones hiding in the dark and waiting to die.

In any case, Shaolin, a big ship that has survived thousands of years, must be handed over to the next generation.

Xuandu turned to leave, Xuanci silently looked at the direction Ye Wuxin was leaving, and remained silent.

'Good boy, don't blame your father for being ruthless. If you want to live in this arena, you will eventually let the goodness in your heart be contaminated by the world. '

(End of this chapter)