Transcending evil and sanctification

When Xiao Ren explained the purpose of coming to the welcoming young monk at the gate of the temple, the young monk with a green head and a happy face stared wide-eyed.

He said in surprise: "So you are Xiao Ren Xiaoxia! Master uncle has given instructions to the monks, and I have been looking forward to your arrival these days!"

Xiao Ren was flattered.

He really didn't expect that Shaolin, a giant of the righteous way of martial arts, as one of the five martial arts sects, would put down his posture so much when facing a rookie of martial arts like him.

In fact, he underestimated himself.

One must know that in the past few months, his efforts to turn the tide and save the people of Pingwu Town have been spread all over the country.

Master Jianwu was a person who experienced that disaster personally. After returning, those young disciples pestered him from time to time to tell the thrilling scene at that time.

When Xiao Ren spoke and acted, these little monks admired him very much.

Xiao Ren didn't know that he had gained the first batch of fans in this world of martial arts, but from the face of this little monk with starry eyes, he could also see that the whole Shaolin now has a good impression of him.

That's it.

Xiao Ren felt much more relaxed.

You must know that in his next plan, Shaolin Temple will stay for a while, and it would be great if the other party has a friendly attitude.

Xiao Ren was received by Master Jianjue of Shaolin.

Master of Vision is a very interesting person.

Xiao Ren felt that he came to this world and met so many people, but Master Jianjue was the one who suited his taste the most.

Master Jianjue is not young anymore, in his 60s, he is about 1.7 meters tall, and looks very healthy.

He has a red face, a beard mixed with white and black, and he looks a little fat.

This is the first martial artist Xiao Ren met who climbed above the overweight line in size.

Xiao Ren felt that he and Appetite had nothing to do with it, but saw something very familiar in this host.

This host treats people like a spring breeze, fully making people feel approachable, amiable, and feel at home.

From the professional smile on his face and service attitude, Xiao Ren gave him five stars.

This is a standard professional-level manager role!

Such people may be despised in the eyes of some people, who think they are not doing their job properly.As a monk, I don't want to practice Buddhism, meditate and chant scriptures, but I only care about those ordinary things all day long, busy with interpersonal relationships, and gaining power and money.

But I don't know that it is precisely because of these people's hard work that the sect has a good reputation and image in the world, and the many disciples in the sect can grow up healthily and vigorously. Living and worrying about running around.

The Master of Sight is such a figure.

So Xiao Ren immediately felt cordial when he saw him, because among the shopkeepers who had dealt with him before his death, he was the one who knew how to look at people and act the most, and understood the world.

The master of vision also found him very interesting.

This is the first martial arts rookie who met him and didn't feel that he insulted Shaolin's hosting status.

Only those who have been in the arena for a while know how powerful and important a person like him is, and those newcomers can hardly hide the contempt in their eyes.

Xiao Ren chatted with Jianjue host, and expressed some opinions on some daily profits of Shaolin Temple.

Master Jianjue talked to him until his mouth was dry, and then asked Xiao Ren to meet Master Jianwu when the little monk came to invite him.

The host Jianjue looked at Xiao Ren's back with a smile and shook his head. This young man is a man with a personality, but this idea is a bit whimsical.

Thinking of Xiao Ren's suggestion that he open the door of convenience, let the believers come to practice Zen and worship Buddha all day long, and then let Master Jianwu teach scriptures and Dharma to earn sesame oil money, Master Jianjue felt speechless.

No matter how much he spends all day thinking about making money for Shaolin, it is impossible for those people to disturb this quiet place!

Xiao Ren followed the little monk to Master Jianwu's Buddhist monastery, still not satisfied.

Among these sects, Shaolin Temple belongs to the type of rent-eating landlords and old money.

Because temples and Taoist temples do not have to pay agricultural taxes, these temples have a lot of land, and they rely on food to make a fortune.

Xiao Ren has read too much "Became the Head of XX" farming novels, and he can't help but want to copy the gourd.

It's a pity that Jianjue is obviously not interested in his suggestion.

Hey~ It would be great if he was not a homeless person at the beginning, but the head of a certain faction.

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Now that the life is comfortable, and the heavens will not trick him, he will start to think about this and that greedily and insatiably.

Master Jianwu was waiting for him in the meditation room.

When Xiao Ren saw this elder who had always had a good impression of him and took good care of him, he felt sincerely pleased and respected.

He cupped his fists respectfully and saluted: "Master Enlightenment."

Master Jian Wu looked at him and smiled kindly: "Little friend Xiao, it's been a hard journey, sit down." Xiao Ren sat down on the chair beside him.

"How about a meeting with friends, little friend?" Master Jianwu said.

"Well, very good!" Xiao Ren smiled all over his face.

Master Jianwu nodded and said, "You came up to Deshan at just the right time. The summer is scorching, and the mountain breeze on Shaoshishan is cool. It's a good place to escape the heat."

"Haha, I didn't come here specifically to escape the heat." Xiao Ren touched his nose embarrassedly.

Master Jianwu smiled and said, "Your time is good."

Xiao Ren smiled and stopped talking about this topic, and instead asked: "Master, I wonder how Brother Huang Xi is doing now?"

Master Jian Wu smiled slightly, and he frowned and twitched his beard and said, "Hey~ Donor Huang is depressed, and the Heart Sutra can't help him. Now his condition is still stable, but I don't dare to let him go down the mountain now."

Xiao Ren raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? Has he recovered from his injury?"

"Well, it's completely healed." Master Jian Wu said.

"Why don't we go and see him now?" Xiao Ren asked.

Seeing that Master Wu could do anything, he got up and led Xiao Ren to the back mountain.

At this time, Huang Xi was practicing swords in the back mountain.

When Xiao Ren saw him, he almost couldn't recognize him.

Compared with the first time he met Huang Xi, he has really changed a lot.

At that time, Huang Xi was high-spirited and proud. Although he was a little lofty, he was a very handsome and elegant person.

Now he is covered with a layer of gloom, with a lingering hatred between his brows, which fits the image of a hero in a revenge story very well.

Xiao Ren looked at it, but he didn't think he had reached the point of being mentally sensitive. Why did Master Jianwu say that, as if Huang Xi had become irreparably severe depression.

Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, Master Jianwu said to him through voice transmission: "The condition is much better now than when he first came. At that time, Huang's benefactor probably thought that his meridians could not be recovered, and he was even more resentful towards Du Jingtian."

Xiao Renruo nodded, watching Huang Xi imperceptibly move the knife in his hand.

In this way, his entire martial arts style has also changed, becoming more ruthless.

After Huang Xi had finished practicing the saber technique, he realized that Master Jianwu was leading a person standing nearby.

He put away the knife, walked over and saluted Master Jianwu respectfully: "I have seen you, senior."

Then, he looked at the people next to him.

When he saw this person, he was surprised, and then smiled: "Xiao Xiandi, he is here."

Xiao Ren cupped his fists and said, "Brother Huang, long time no see."

Huang Xi looked at him, his expression was not as gloomy as before, and he said slowly: "Since you were adopted as a foster son by your father, you are a younger brother. Since there are three senior brothers above, let's call you fourth brother."

"Fourth brother." Xiao Ren changed his words as he said.

They are gangsters, and they are not of sufficient status. They are all brothers, sisters, and masters. Obviously, Xiao Ren has become accustomed to calling them like this.

Although Xiao Ren easily changed his name to Huang Xisheng's fourth brother, but he was not willing to be called Hu Su, Sun Huili and the others.

"Fourth brother, this time I went to Shaolin to visit you. There is also a letter written by Feng Yifu, and he misses you very much." Xiao Ren took out a letter from his arms as he spoke.

"Oh?" Huang Xi was surprised. Although he knew that Xiao Ren had come to Shaolin Temple, he really didn't know that he had Huang Bozhi's letter on him.

Huang Xi took the letter that Huang Bozhi asked Xiao Ren to bring, and he opened the envelope.

Xiao Ren didn't know what Huang Bozhi wrote, but he knew what effect this letter would have.

After all, when he was in Pingwu Town, Xiao Ren specifically mentioned it to Huang Bozhi in order to prevent Huang Xizhen from suffering from some kind of mental illness.

Although he didn't feel that he needed to rely on Huang Bozhi, after all, now that he was the adopted son of the other party, and Lao Huang treated him very well, he should take care of Huang Xi's affairs.

He implicitly hinted to Huang Bozhi that he should give more care to his son who has been away for many years.

Huang Bozhi was very surprised at that time.

Because also as a Jianghu person who used to practice martial arts abroad, Gang Leader Huang doesn't have that fine nerve, and he doesn't think his son can't stand this kind of blow.

But Xiao Ren, who is a modern person, knows that during the period of isolation and treatment, sometimes a letter from a family member is simply the best medicine for healing wounds.

Sure enough, after reading the family letter, Huang Xi's expression became much warmer, and he looked at Xiao Ren with kind eyes.

"It's all because of my son's unfilial piety. I don't go home all the year round, but this time I let my father miss me." Huang Xi folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, and kept it close to him. "My father said in the letter that Brother Xiao misses me very much This time, I came to visit specially for my injury. Compared with my brother, I really feel ashamed. In the future, when I recover from illness, I will definitely return to Yangzhou to be a filial piety.”

Master Jianwu gave Xiao Ren a slightly surprised look.

Xiao Ren gave him a slight look of complacency.

As for psychological counseling, he is certainly not as powerful as the Heart Sutra who specializes in persuading people to be empty.

However, Xiao Ren knows some little tricks, such as family warmth, cough~ Although his relatives are not very good, he is not disappointed in the family relationship in the whole world.

Know that sometimes it is this emotional support that pulls people back from the brink.

Huang Xi has been in a good mood since then, and has a special meal with Xiao Ren to welcome him.

Compared with the three Cangjian heroes with malicious intentions, in Xiao Ren's heart, Huang Xi is the real son of a great gang leader—although he is a bit dark now.

However, Xiao Ren felt that it was nothing. Sometimes, hatred is also the motivation to support this person's progress. As long as he is not blinded by hatred, and a little bit too hot-blooded, there is nothing wrong with it.

After appraising Huang Xi's condition, Xiao Ren felt relieved and started his final plan in Shaolin Temple.

He exchanged "Advanced Sword Art" and "Advanced Internal Strength".

Yes, he just planned to squat in Shaolin Temple for a period of time to learn these two secret books!

What place is cleaner than a temple, and what place is safer than one of the five sects of Shaolin Temple.

Combining these two points, Shaolin Temple is simply the best safe and clean place.

At least it is much cleaner than the Cangjian Gang!

The day when Xiao Ren'an turned to the pages of the book with peace of mind and began to study.

Half a month later, Yu Wenjue returned, but it kicked off a bloody prelude to the head teacher of Mingjiao.

The execution hall is usually bleak and windy, and because of the structure of the building, there is no light here all year round, as if all the darkness and blood are commonplace here.

Jiang Zhu hadn't come to this place for many years, but this time someone came to this place suddenly, it was really frightening.

Yu Wenjue sat high on the throne.That position will only be placed on that high platform when the leader comes in person on important occasions.

Yu Wenjue's voice was warm and cold, and he said softly: "Jiang Zhu, repeat what you said that day again, without missing a single word!"

Jiang Zhu was startled by the atmosphere like a cicada, if it wasn't for Yu Wenjue's words, she would almost be scared to death by the dignified atmosphere.

Jiang Zhu swallowed, encouraging herself not to embarrass the leader, and said softly: "Yes. That day, the leader traveled alone for a period of time and asked where there are famous places and delicacies. He said a lot at that time. We maidservants always stay out of the door and don’t step out of the second door, what we hear is just hearsay, and we also say that the leader should visit carefully.”

Yu Wenjue said "hmm" and signaled to continue.

Jiangzhu heard the heavy panting of the people around her, she tensed up, and then said: "Then, the servant girl remembered that Hall Master Feng and Hall Master Hei also recommended some local delicacies, saying that it was for the servant girl to pay more attention to buying food. Come to give the leader a taste. So the servant girl told the leader what the two hall masters recommended at that time."

Yu Wenjue glanced at Jiangzhu's pale face because of fear, and then turned to look at the man who was kneeling a few steps away from Jiangzhu and was firmly pressed to the ground by two torture hall personnel, covered in blood and blood.

"Hei Yuan, what else do you want to say?" Yu Wenjue said coldly.