Quickly wear from Naruto Yakushi Kabuto

When Cao Ye succeeded in breaking through and becoming a first-class martial artist, he clearly realized that his time in Shaolin was about to come to an end. On a sunny morning, the golden light fell on the red walls and green tiles of Shaolin like a veil, shining brightly. Cao Ye got up early and packed his simple bag in an orderly manner. He was wearing a plain and neat monk's robe, his figure was slender and straight, like a green bamboo standing tall in the mountains, and he walked steadily towards the meditation room of the old monk Xuanzhi.

Cao Ye raised his hand and knocked on the door gently. The knock was particularly clear in the quiet atmosphere. Then the calm and powerful voice of the old monk Xuanzhi came from inside the door: "Come in."

Cao Ye slowly pushed open the door and saw the old monk Xuanzhi sitting on a cushion with his eyes closed, chanting scriptures in a low voice, exuding a peaceful and solemn aura. He immediately bowed deeply and respectfully, and said in a loud and sincere voice: "Master, your disciple Cao Ye is here to say goodbye to you."

The old monk Xuanzhi slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was as deep as the sea, and contained wisdom that could see through everything. He stared at Cao Ye and said slowly, "Cao Ye, I remember everything you did in the temple. Now that you have decided to leave, do you have a clear plan for the future?"

Cao also lowered his head slightly, his expression solemn and firm, and replied: "Master, I have benefited from your careful teachings in Shaolin for my whole life. This time I return home, firstly to visit my parents whom I have missed for a long time and have never met, to fulfill my filial duty as a child; secondly, I am eager to make a living in this vast world and use the martial arts I have learned to uphold justice and benefit the people."

The old monk Xuanzhi nodded slightly, with a gratified smile on his face, and said: "Well, although the martial arts world is full of dangers and dangers, it is also an excellent place to hone your body and mind and practice hard. Remember, the way of martial arts is to have a righteous heart. Go, and don't forget your original intention when you stepped into Shaolin."

Cao bowed deeply again, and with gratitude and respect for the old monk Xuanzhi, he turned and left. He slowly walked around every corner of the temple. The sweat that had been shed on the martial arts field seemed to still permeate the air, the figure who was thinking alone in the Sutra Library seemed to still sway in front of his eyes, and the laughter and joy when he was sparring with his fellow apprentices seemed to still linger in his ears... These past memories surged into his mind like a tide, making him feel overwhelmed and filled with emotion.

When Cao Ye arrived at the gate of the temple, several fellow disciples who had a close relationship with him and shared the same ideals were already waiting there quietly.

"Cao Ye, the journey ahead is long and there are thousands of mountains and rivers. You must be careful and take care of yourself!" A fellow disciple stepped forward and held Cao Ye's hand tightly, his eyes full of concern and worry.

“Please come back and visit us when you have time. Shaolin will always be your home!” another fellow disciple said loudly, with a hint of reluctance in his voice.

The brothers and sisters gave their most sincere blessings one after another, and Cao thanked them one by one. He finally looked at this solemn and majestic temple that carried countless memories with deep affection and attachment, then turned around resolutely, took firm steps, and embarked on the long journey back home.

Cao Ye galloped all the way, eager to go home, and his longing for his parents was like a burning fire, burning more and more. His parents' familiar and kind faces kept appearing in his mind, and he secretly wondered whether his parents were still healthy and whether everything at home was still the same. The scenery along the way was picturesque and beautiful, but his eyes never lingered on this beautiful scenery, and he only hoped to return to that warm home as soon as possible.

After several days of hard work, regardless of wind or rain, Cao finally arrived at his hometown, where every tree and every brick was still so familiar and kind, the familiar streets were filled with childhood laughter, the familiar shops were filled with the goods in his memory, and the familiar and fascinating hometown accent.

Cao couldn't wait to quicken his pace and rushed towards home. When he saw the gate that carried so much longing and concern, he couldn't help but feel an irrepressible excitement and joy. He gently pushed open the gate and shouted loudly with deep affection: "Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

Suddenly there was a burst of surprised and happy voices in the house. Upon hearing this, Cao Ye's parents hurried out of the house at great speed.

"Son, you're finally back!" The mother's eyes were instantly filled with tears of excitement. She rushed forward regardless of everything and hugged Cao Ye tightly in her arms, as if she was afraid that her son would disappear again if she let go.

My father stood by, with a relieved and bright smile on his face. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and bright: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Cao Ye looked at his parents' slightly aged faces, his heart filled with guilt and self-blame: "Dad, Mom, I've made you worry about me day and night."

The family walked into the house happily, and Cao happily told his parents about his experiences and growth in Shaolin. His parents were sometimes very nervous and tense, and sometimes very pleased and smiling.

"Son, no matter how many powerful skills you have learned outside, remember to always maintain an upright and kind heart, and never do evil." The father looked solemn and warned earnestly.

Cao nodded solemnly, his eyes full of determination and resolve: "Dad, don't worry, I have already memorized your teachings and will never forget them."

During the days at home, Cao Ye would take the initiative to help his parents with housework every day, such as washing clothes, cooking, chopping wood and fetching water, and doing whatever he could. The family sat together, enjoying the warmth and harmony of family life. However, Cao Ye was always concerned about the world full of unknowns and challenges.

One night, the moon was high in the sky and the stars were twinkling. Cao Ye and his parents sat in the yard to enjoy the cool breeze, which brought a slight coolness.

"Dad, Mom, I want to go out and explore the world in the future and make a career in the world." Cao Ye looked up at the sky and said in a firm tone.

The mother looked reluctant, and gently pulled Cao Ye's hand, saying, "Son, you just came back not long ago, why are you leaving again?"

Cao Ye tightly held his mother's hand, his eyes full of longing and expectation for the future: "Mom, I have grown up and should go out to explore the world and do my part for justice, so that you can live a more stable and happy life."

The father was silent for a moment, then patted Cao Ye's shoulder heavily and said, "Since you have such lofty ambitions, we will not stop you. But when you go out, you must be extremely careful, don't act on impulse, and make sure you are safe."

Cao also nodded and said, "Dad, Mom, don't worry."

A few days later, Cao packed his bag. In fact, the priceless gold and silver treasures were cleverly hidden in the mysterious space on his body. There were only a few clothes in the bag for show. He said goodbye to his parents again and resolutely embarked on a road full of unknowns and challenges.