Chapter 29 Hero post

Early in the morning, a fast horse rushed to the front of Lin Temple.

Not long after, a letter of worship was sent to Xuan Ci's hands.

In the Great Hall, facing the Xuan generation brothers who were rushing to the sky, Xuanci spoke slowly.

"My brothers, the famous genius doctor, "Hell King Enemy" in the world, specially presented a heroic letter to our temple and invited us to attend the heroic meeting held in Juxianzhuang."

"Doctor Xue's move is probably to deal with Qiao Feng, so he has published a heroic post and invited all the heroes in the world."

As soon as these words came out, the monks of the Xuan generation nodded slightly.

Since Dr. Xue specially presented the visitation letter, the Shaolin Temple, which is a famous and upright sect, cannot ignore it.

"Amitabha, senior brother, let me and senior brother Xuanji go with you."

The first Damo Academy opened his mouth, and the first Damo Academy Xuanji nodded slightly.

According to Ye Wuxin's estimate, at most, Azhu, a severely injured burden, would have not had much impact.

"It's nothing, I just remembered a past event and saw an old friend... It's getting late, so let's take a break soon."

When he saw someone submitting a prayer letter outside the mountain gate, he realized that something was wrong. After getting closer, he found out that it was a hero letter sent by Xue Muhua.

He has countless swords and swordsmanship in his hands, internal and external skills, but whether he is proficient or not depends on his own efforts.

‘The Emperor of Liao Kingdom has no one to save him. After the new king ascended the throne, he will surely make great achievements. The countries will raise their troops again. This time, no one will die to stop the 400,000 army.’

"Father, the child has finished his demonstration. I beg my father to teach me."

Xuan Ci sighed quietly, and his eyes unconsciously fell into the distance.

‘It’s a pity that I missed the show so well.’

Late that night, inside the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple.

Seeing that Xuan Ci was absent-minded, Ye Wuxin couldn't help but ask.

Inside the Xujiaji, among the largest inns in the town.

‘If Ah Zhu is not dead, Qiao Feng will probably let go of the so-called grudges and end up living in seclusion together.’

After this thought came out of my mind, Ye Wuxin's heart tightened and he subconsciously began to think about it.

Not long after, Ah Zhu Youyou, who had taken the decoction, woke up and said to Qiao Feng with a smile.

Xuan Ci looked at him silently, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

Ye Wuxin bowed slightly and turned around and left. He knew that Xuanci was definitely in trouble because of Qiao Feng's affairs.

‘I handed over the Great Huandan to Qiao Feng and Azhu. If they lived in seclusion, what would happen to the 400,000 Liao troops in those years?’

Although he had been in contact with Murong Fushen for a long time, he had not yet met him. This time he took action to save Azhu was purely because of his love for the house and the U.S.

In terms of strength, the strength of the two and Xuan Ci is less than one level, and the two can also ensure their own safety together.

However, if this matter involves neighboring countries, then neighboring countries will not have a safe life.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuxin raised his eyebrows and fell into deep entanglement.

He would definitely go there alone, even if he faced the siege of everyone, he would not be afraid at all.

Sliding back into the bedroom, Ye Wuxin sighed helplessly.

Besides, if he hadn't taken the initiative, Azhu would have left safely long ago. In terms of emotion and reason, as a man, he should have cured her.

‘There are basically no emotional points during this period. It has to be like a solution. I don’t know when Su Xinghe will play the Zhenlong chess game.’

Outside the Shaolin Temple gate, Ye Wuxin, who was cleaning the fallen leaves, looked calm. After seeing the monk Xuan Ji and Xuan Bu leaving with a few little monks, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

What's more, the alertness of Shaolin Temple has increased a lot during this period, and it is completely impossible to sneak out.

Thinking of this, an inexplicable idea appeared in Ye Wuxin's mind.

Things still happened, and Juxianzhuang was as hard to stop like a flood. It seemed that the bottle of elixir he gave was of little effect.

"Father, do you have any worries?"

Ye Wuxin demonstrated the Great Vajra Palm Technique with one move and one move. The palm wind was fierce and extremely fierce. He had already touched the path of this technique.

After a while, the monks left and returned to their positions. Xuanci clasped his hands together and recited the scriptures silently. His heart, which was rippling, slowly returned to calm.

With Qiao Feng's personality, although he once had the idea of ​​returning to the mountains and forests and not asking about right and wrong in the world, if he knew that this hero conference was held to deal with him.

Now he understood what the saying "I don't know" means. The future is constantly changing, and no one can predict what outcome will it lead to.

On one side is the opportunity to become stronger, and on the other side is his own conscience, which makes Ye Wuxin fall into entanglement.

‘Forget it, take a step by step. If it’s not done, find a place to wait until the war is over before coming out.’

In terms of identity, the first Damo Academy and the first Nagarjuna Academy combined are enough to show their Shaolin Temple's emphasis on this hero conference.

As a famous miracle doctor in the world, Xue Muhua suddenly posted heroic posts to the heroes in the world, probably to deal with Qiao Feng.

Hearing Ye Wuxin's call, Xuanci slowly spoke.

Xu Zhu is not talented, but his memory is beyond expectations. In addition, Ye Wuxin's own understanding and talent of martial arts have made quite rapid progress.

Even though I know that there is fun in the distance, I can’t see it, which is really helpless.

Hearing Xuan Ci's words, although the two old monks were not happy, they still nodded in agreement.

Under Qiao Feng's strong internal strength and the medicinal properties of Dahuan Dan, Azhu, who was originally in danger, was as angry as a haircut, slowly recovered his vitality.

"This matter will be left to the two junior brothers. If the matter cannot be done, you should focus on your own life and life, Amitabha."

Logically speaking, this matter has its influence. When the war comes, there will be a steady stream of emotions and he will make a fortune.

After the doctor in the town opened two pharmacies for him to nourish his qi and blood, Qiao Feng felt relieved.

After hesitating for a moment, Xuanci nodded slowly.

"No, very good. Your Vajra Palm has not gone astray. When the Vajra practices to the third level, you will be able to go down the mountain alone."

After cleaning the fallen leaves of the mountain road, Ye Wuxin turned around and walked towards the martial arts training ground to hone his external skills.

"Gangmaster Qiao, fortunately you saved me. If it falls into the hands of those monks, it will really cost me my life."

When Qiao Feng was over when he saw Ah Zhu woke up and spoke a lot, he was overjoyed.

"Miss Azhu, do you feel better? Fortunately, a masked monk sent precious elixirs. Otherwise, the quack doctor here alone would not be able to cure your internal injuries."

"But why did you slip into Shaolin Temple in the middle of the night?"

(End of this chapter)

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