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

Chapter 16: Announcement of funeral arrangements

"The death of Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan, has nothing to do with him."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, Xuan Ku suddenly spoke.

"Feng'er has been upright since he was a child. The death of the deputy leader of the Beggar Clan has absolutely nothing to do with it."

Seeing Xuan Ku's firm tone, the man in black sneered twice.

"Hmph, if you are not of my race, your heart must be different. If he says it's not, then it's not?"

The atmosphere fell into silence, with only the dim candlelight sizzling and wax dripping.

"Expose it, expose it. There is no airtight wall in the world. It is us who should repay the debt thirty years ago, Amitabha."

Xuanci knocked on the wooden fish with his hand, looking determined to die.

Xuan Ku's face was sad, and he kept reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"It doesn't have to be like this. No matter what, we will never turn you in. I can't blame you for what happened back then."

information?

After a moment, a strong internal force came out from his palm. It only took half a stick of incense to hold it, but his internal force was killed and he was completely defeated.

"You should keep these three secret books and familiarize yourself with them on a daily basis. Don't bite off more than you can chew and swallow these unique skills in your stomach."

If he dies like this, what will Xu Zhu do? If he and Xu Zhu openly recognize each other, what will happen to the thousand-year reputation of Shaolin Temple?

The big mistake made at that time was about to come to the door, and the children and I, who had not been reunited for a long time, did not enjoy the so-called happiness of a family relationship.

Xuanci shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Xuanci's move had the intention of laying out his funeral arrangements. He was probably worried about his own safety and spent a lot of effort to acquire these seventy-two Shaolin Temple skills.

After a long silence, Ye Wuxin left slowly.

Xuanci's wrinkled old face broke into a satisfied smile, as if he had received a very satisfactory answer.

"Sowing causes brings results. Even if I, the Buddha, are compassionate, I cannot protect a sinner like me."

"Good boy, sit down and raise your palms flat."

"Practice Shaolin internal skills and test your inner skills and mental methods for my father."

If Qiao Feng really gives up his identity as the leader of the Beggar Clan, it means that his identity is exposed as not a Han but a Khitan. If this is true,

Suddenly realizing something, Ye Wuxin's face changed,

If something goes wrong, Xuan Ku will be in trouble, and Xiao Yuanshan will probably take action himself!

"Child, remember, if one day your father dies at the hands of others, don't avenge your father. This is my own injustice."

Memories passed through his mind like a fleeting glance, scene after scene.

There was silence in the empty hall. Xuanci closed his eyes, and the scene in the rocky valley at Yanmen Pass appeared in front of him again.

"Okay, very good! The internal energy is pure and strong. It is quite unsuitable for someone of the younger generation to have such a level of cultivation."

Xuanci was silent for a while and looked at Xuanku, his tone full of calmness.

After nodding with satisfaction, Xuanci slowly took out several secret books from his arms.

As soon as Xuan Ku cools down, Qiao Feng will break into the Shaolin Temple at night. When the two sides start fighting, A'Zhu, who is dressed as a monk, will be implicated.

"It won't be long before that child comes to your door. Junior brother, there is no need to hide it any longer."

The man in black sighed quietly, swayed, and disappeared into the Main Hall.

Xuan Ku bowed slightly and walked towards the outside of the Main Hall with staggering steps. His usually tough back looked extremely old at this moment.

'Xuan Ku is hopeless. Xiao Yuanshan's strength is among the best among Tianlong. My small body alone cannot stop him.'

An injustice? Apart from his illegitimate son, the only thing that can be called an injustice is the accident between Ye Erniang and Yanmenguan. Is it possible?

Ye Wuxin, who realized something, quickly spoke.

Although Ye Wuxin didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Xuanci Gourd, she still sat opposite him obediently and raised her palms flatly.

"Father, I see something wrong with your face. What happened?"

Even if Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin, it is quite difficult to acquire the seventy-two stunts. What is the purpose of giving him three skills at once?

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wuxin asked in a low voice.

'Find a way to save A'Zhu's life? This is somewhat possible. The only trouble is that the power of the Vajra Palm is a bit difficult to resolve, unless there is an extremely precious life-saving elixir.'

Hearing this, Ye Wuxin quickly used Shaolin's mental skills to activate the nearly twenty years of internal strength in his body to resist Xuanci's internal strength.

After thinking for a long time, Xuanci sighed slightly. For the sake of his own son, he, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, would inevitably be selfish once.

"My father has lived a long life and his body is still strong. God bless me, and nothing will happen to my father."

If you think about it carefully, the possibility of this matter is indeed very high, and the time is about the same.

It wasn't until the images of the dignified, chaste, gentle and beautiful woman and the child kneeling in front of the Buddha, showing the ring scar, appeared in front of him that Xuanci put down the gavel in his hand.

"Good boy, go back and practice well. If you can't do anything, just leave the Shaolin Temple and return to secular life. It's getting late, go back and rest, don't catch a cold."

Xuanci sighed quietly and said in a kind tone.

This pure fatherly love is admirable, but there is really no need for Xuanci to explain his funeral arrangements so early unless he receives some news.

During the conversation, three Shaolin seventy-two stunts were put into Ye Wuxin's hands, leaving him stunned on the spot.

Xuanci's power of Vajra Palm is not insignificant. A'Zhu, who was hit hard by his father's palm, is definitely in danger of death. When the time comes, a battle at Juxian Village will be inevitable.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuxin frowned. The news that would allow Xuan Ci to explain his funeral wouldn't be that Qiao Feng officially gave up as the leader of the Beggar Clan.

Thinking of the life-saving elixir, Ye Wuxin narrowed her eyes.

"My father was originally worried that if you lacked internal strength, it would be too rash to practice the other seventy-two stunts rashly. There is no need to worry now."

'Preventing Qiao Feng from fighting with the three Shaolin monks? This is also a bit difficult. I can't defeat even one, let alone four.'

Ye Wuxin, who returned to the bedroom, frowned and kept thinking about ways to break the deadlock.

The next night, in front of the Main Hall,

Seeing Xu Zhu standing respectfully in front of him, Xuan Ci waved to him slightly, indicating that he should sit opposite her.

'There should be something like this in the Medicine King's Courtyard in the Shaolin Temple, or there might be a systematic lottery. If you are lucky, you might be able to get a bottle.'

'The life-saving elixirs in the Shaolin Temple are undoubtedly the Great Return Pill and the Little Return Pill. There are so many life-saving pills in the system that they are quite difficult to obtain.'

Needless to say, the system has always been a trap, and it is extremely difficult to draw the life-saving elixir specifically.

Yaowangyuan has never allowed ordinary disciples to approach, and it was even more impossible for a junior like him to approach.

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