Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 28 Origin
Lin Pingzhi was a little surprised to hear that his father explained his purpose so quickly.

Originally, he was thinking that he could hide it if he could, so he would spend some time in the monastery first.

But then I thought again: "Hiding it like that, covering it up, makes people despise and misunderstand."

"It's better to say it clearly, if the other party refuses to take it in, then pull it down."

"We really have nowhere to go?"

Of course they really had nowhere to go.

Zen Master Putuo responded at this time: "Boss Lin is indeed a bold person."

"To be honest, when we first heard Fuwei Escort asking for an interview, we were also trying to figure out your intentions."

"Buddhas emphasize purity. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, the old monk asked his disciples to see you on his behalf."

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "I understand what Zen Master means."

"You are too embarrassed to drive us away, so you sent a fierce-looking disciple like you to make us retreat."

Hearing this, Guangming glared at Lin Pingzhi again.

Zen Master Putuo is a good monk, he listened to Lin Pingzhi's words directly, and he didn't get angry from embarrassment.

Instead, he said apologetically, "I'm being rude to some benefactors, please return Haihan."

Lin Zhennan hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Master, you are welcome."

Zen Master Putuo continued: "When Grand Nephew Guangcong came in for the second time to deliver a message..."

"It is said that Shangyuan Tugong, the ancestor of the Lin family of your Fuwei Escort Bureau, is the Zen Master Duyuan of our temple."

"Senior brother Puhui and I know very well the origin of Chan Master Duyuan and our temple."

"Since I heard that you are his descendants, it is unreasonable not to let you enter the temple."

Guangcong at the side said: "I'm ashamed to say, but I don't know what's going on here."

"If this girl hadn't repeatedly asked me to report, she would have almost done something wrong."

Lin Pingzhi listened to their words without focusing on the point, so he couldn't help asking:

"Zen Master, what is your relationship with my great-grandfather Yuan Tugong?"

Chan Master Puhui at the side sighed and said, "Before Chan Master Du Yuan returned to lay life, he was a well-known eminent monk in our monastery."

"Chan Master Liao Yin with the highest seniority in this monastery is a direct disciple of Chan Master Du Yuan."

"Chan Master Liao Yuan, the abbot of our temple now, also received Zen Master Du Yuan's careful guidance on martial arts and Buddhism."

"Abbot Liaoyuan mentioned Zen Master Tuanyuan several times, and he expressed gratitude for his teaching in his words."

Lin Pingzhi was overjoyed when he heard the words.

He thought to himself: "It seems that my great-grandfather was coaxed in this southern Shaolin cattle competition before he became a layman."

"The two most eminent monks of the highest generation are related to him."

"These great monks are sincere and sincere, unlike ordinary people who are snobbish and take a cold drink."

"With this relationship, what else do we have to worry about?"

Lin Zhennan and the others thought the same way and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Zen Master Putuo saw the joyful expressions in the eyes of the four of Lin Pingzhi, so he naturally knew what they were thinking.

He said: "Chief Escort Lin, you can rest assured that you have the relationship with Zen Master Du Yuan."

"We will naturally not treat his descendants badly."

"However, after all, we can't make the decision on this matter. We have to wait for Abbot Yuan and Uncle Yin to make a decision."

"We have just sent to inform them."

"By the way, Chief Escort Lin, why did you have an enmity with the Qingcheng faction?"

Lin Zhennan knew that there was no need to conceal it at this moment, so he told the truth about what happened.

I want to make friends with the Qingcheng faction, give gifts all the year round, and want to open up business in Sichuan.

However, Qingcheng sent someone to return the gift, but he was plotting something wrong.

Yu Canghai himself brought twenty or thirty elite disciples to make things difficult for the Lin family.

During Lin Pingzhi's fight with the Qingcheng faction, he killed several Qingcheng faction disciples.

Among them is Yu Renyan, the son of Yu Canghai.

So at this moment, we need to find a place to avoid the Qingcheng faction.

After listening to what her husband said, Mrs. Lin couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

After all, this was a personal enmity between the two parties, and Lin Pingzhi killed Yu Canghai's own son.

Whoever took in the Lin family would undoubtedly be an enemy of the Qingcheng sect.

Qingcheng faction is a big faction in central Sichuan, and it also has a certain weight in martial arts.

The head of the school, Yu Canghai, can be regarded as the suzerain of the school, with good martial arts.

Offending the Qingcheng faction for the sake of the Fuwei Escort is really not worthwhile.

Unexpectedly, the two Zen masters Putuo and Puhui smiled slightly after hearing the whole story.

Zen Master Puhui had a calmer temper, only smiling and not speaking.

Zen Master Putuo said, "Boss Lin, you don't need to worry."

"The Qingcheng faction caused trouble first, and you have no choice but to defend yourself. It's not wrong."

"What's more, after entering the realm of my Buddhism, the grievances and grievances in the secular world can be regarded as letting go for the time being."

"The Qingcheng faction wants to come to my South Shaolin Temple to seek revenge, hehe, hehe..."

Although not stated clearly, these two hey sounds obviously mean that the Qingcheng faction is far from capable.

Lin Pingzhi and others felt relieved after hearing what he said.

They all thought: "This Putian Shaolin Temple is worthy of being a famous sect, its domineering aura is admirable."

But at this time, Guangming, who had been bowing his head in silence, suddenly said:

"Master, let's not talk too much."

"If the abbot agrees to take them in, then the Qingcheng faction will not dare to come and cause trouble."

"It's just, hey, if the abbot doesn't want to deal with this kind of foolish dispute, then it doesn't count if we say it."

When Zen Master Putuo saw his disciple saying some unkind words in front of the Lin family, he wanted to reprimand him.

But after thinking about it, what my apprentice said also made sense.

It would be a bit embarrassing for me to say that I can protect the Lin family, but the abbot doesn't want to take care of it later.

So he just said: "Abbot Liaoyuan has always been compassionate."

"It's probably okay for you to stay in the temple for a period of time."

Hearing what he said, Lin Pingzhi felt a little worried.

At this time, a little novice walked in gently, and said respectfully: "I tell the two masters that Abbot Liaoyuan is coming here soon."

Zen Master Putuo said he understood, and poured tea for everyone, telling them to wait.

Lin Pingzhi and the others had just had a few sips of tea when they heard footsteps outside.

After a while, the old monk walked slowly into the living room.

When the two Zen masters Putuo and Puhui saw the old monk coming in, they both got up and went to meet him.

They all shouted: "Meet the abbot, Master Uncle."

Lin Pingzhi and others saw that this old monk was the abbot Liaoyuan mentioned earlier.

Busy also stood up.

Lin Zhennan and his wife kowtowed respectfully to the abbot of the South Shaolin Temple in accordance with the rules of the world.

While making eye contact with Lin Pingzhi and Rui'er, he made them kneel down too.

Rui'er didn't need their instructions, she had already followed them to kneel and kowtow.

Lin Pingzhi turned his head away, pretending not to see it.

Monk Guangming at the side saw Lin Pingzhi being so rude, he couldn't help snorting again.

Fortunately, Abbot Liao Yuan stretched out his hand earlier, and said: "This is Chief Lin's bodyguard, so there is no need to be polite."

He said and helped the three of them up.

Naturally, Lin Pingzhi's faux pas would never be considered.

Lin Zhennan wanted to finish three kowtows.

But being touched by Abbot Liaoyuan's skinny hand on his shoulder, he felt a burst of gentle force.

Unable to bear it, he followed the soft force and stood up.

And he didn't feel a little uncomfortable because of this power.

On the contrary, I feel that this gentle force is flowing in my body, which is extremely comfortable.

He couldn't help sighing: "Abbot Liaoyuan supports it casually, and there is such a wonderful thing."

"South Shaolin's martial arts seem to be genuine."

(End of this chapter)