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

Chapter 88 Attack

Ye Wuxin's palm fell, and all the Shaolin monks who were attacked by the poisonous hands were shocked and started to struggle to get up and take it down.

After a moment, a burst of heat came out, Xuannan's face turned rosy, and all the pain on his face disappeared.

"Uncle, Senior Su has taught me a method of healing. I hope you will forgive me for any rudeness."

Su Xinghe laughed loudly and said to the two old monks.

"Just now, my junior brother who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors was hiding in the wooden house. He was frightened away by me with all his strength. The matter is urgent. I'd better treat your injuries as soon as possible before we can say anything."

Xuannan nodded slightly and said to Ye Wuxin.

"The techniques taught by Mr. Congbian are very clever. I have recovered from my injuries. Xu Zhu, please quickly take action and heal everyone's injuries."

Ye Wuxin quickly walked to the side of all the masters and uncles, and used various methods to remove the poison from everyone.

The two old monks chatted with Su Xinghe, and Ye Wuxin came in front of a group of Dali retainers.

"Several donors, the young monk is rude."

After easily undoing the poison that plagued all Murong's retainers, Ye Wuxin slowly walked towards Su Xinghe.

"Are you two worried that I will fail in my pursuit of Shaolin's unique skills? You can rest assured that I am not yet proficient in martial arts, and I am far from being able to spy on other people's unique skills."

After bidding farewell to all the masters and uncles one by one, Ye Wuxin watched everyone go down the mountain and slowly walked to Su Xinghe.

Seeing the two old monks becoming more hesitant, Su Xinghe added.

Just when the two old monks Xuannan and Xantong were about to say goodbye and leave, Su Xinghe stretched out his hand to stop them and said with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuxin smiled sincerely, as if an inexplicable feeling touched his heart.

[Emotional points from Goudu +924 points]

"In the future, we should work more on the word 'wisdom', and we should study the four volumes of the Lankavatara Sutra carefully. Since it is the last order of Master Su, I will no longer stop it."

Listening to Su Xinghe's words, the two old monks Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong blushed. If Su Xinghe is not good at martial arts, then who are they?

Xuannan and Xuantong looked at each other. They didn't know what kind of medicine Mr. Congbian was selling in his gourd, but he had just saved the lives of the disciples in the Shaolin Temple, so it was better to listen to it.

"Amitabha, Donor Su is being polite, but I don't know what you mean?"

Seeing Ye Wuxin approaching, Xuannan smiled.

Frowning slightly, Su Xinghe said slowly.

After reluctantly bidding farewell to Su Xinghe and others, only Shaolin and Mr. Congbian were left on the originally bustling Leigu Mountain Peak.

"Uncle Master."

"Two eminent monks, I actually have an unkind invitation, which is related to the secrets of our sect. I hope these two eminent monks will not refuse."

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, glanced at Duan Yu and followed him down the mountain.

"I wonder how long it will take? I hope Mr. Congbian can tell me."

After listening to what Su Xinghe said, the two old monks were confused. You can restore the Zhenlong chess game and go alone. Why do you have to bring Xu Zhu with you?

Before the two old monks could speak, Su Xinghe added.

At this time, Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan leaving the mountain and wanted to follow him, but was blocked by a group of Dali retainers.

"The safety of my disciple and grandson is entrusted to Mr. Congbian."

"Two eminent monks, don't worry. I will make sure this little master is safe. I swear on my life."

Seeing this, Su Xinghe quickly put his hand on his pulse gate, but found no problem at all.

[Emotion points +847 points from Fan Bailing]

At this time, Murong Fu and a group of Murong's retainers approached, greeted a few people for a while, and then went down the mountain and left.

The lives of my group had just been saved by him. If he refused to agree, it would show that the Shaolin Temple had no mercy at all and could not allow the savior to fulfill his master's last wish.

"Thank you so much, little master."

Su Xinghe nodded solemnly, his expression serious.

"Elder brother, since you are ready to fight to the death with Ding Chunqiu, let's take your disciples back to the door."

Murong Fu bowed his hand.

"It's like this. Just now, this young master solved the Zhenlong chess game and solved the regrets of his previous life. I want to take this young master to my master's tomb to recreate the game. I wonder if the two eminent monks can agree.

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After pondering for a moment, Xuannan waved to Ye Wuxin.

Having said this, Xuannan bowed to Su Xinghe.

"Amitabha, Xu Zhu, you have a kind and honest nature, and you can uphold the precepts and meditate, so there is no need to worry."

Xuan Tong on the side asked.

The two old monks are quite old and well-informed. Although they seldom engage in Zen debates, their understanding of Buddhism is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

But if he agrees, it means pushing his disciples out to prevent disaster.

"How dare my disciples disobey the master's orders? All of you, get up. From today on, you are still my disciples."

"Sir, do you have nothing to worry about now?"

Su Xinghe nodded slightly.

"Junior brother, junior brother! What's wrong with you?"

When Han Guba heard his master address Ye Wuxin in this way, he immediately knelt down to Ye Wuxin and kowtowed.

Su Xinghe bowed with a serious expression. When the two old monks saw this, their expressions became even more hesitant.

In less than one meal, all the injuries suffered by everyone were relieved. The people who were treated were grateful, and the bystanders also admired the deaf-mute old man's medical skills.

The two old monks nodded slowly, turned around and walked towards the Shaolin Temple team. Mr. Congbian had already begun to swear, and it would be unreasonable to make things more difficult.

When the eight friends of Hangu heard this, they were all overjoyed. Kang Guangling, the eldest brother, was a chess fan, Fan Bailing, the second child, was a chess fan, Gou Du, the third child, was a bookworm, Wu Lingjun, the fourth child was a famous painter, Xue Muhua, the fifth king of hell, Feng Asan, the sixth child, and Chang Hua, the seventh child

The young woman Shi Qinglu and the eighth son Li Puppet, who loves to sing, came together to thank the head master.

Su Xinghe had already had a very pleasant discussion with the two old monks Xuan Nan and Xuan Tong about this matter. Su Xinghe called himself Mr. Congbian, and his own knowledge and skills in speaking were naturally unparalleled by others.

[Emotion points from Kang Guangling +1274 points]

"You are so favored by Mr. Congbian and have learned such ingenious healing skills. You are truly blessed."

"It can take as short as three to five months, or as long as one and a half years. The family master's burial place is in the secret place of the sect. I cannot reveal the specific location."

Just when he was about to let everyone get up, a pain that was about to tear his mind appeared, making Ye Wuxin couldn't help but cover his forehead.

Looking around, Ye Wuxin said with a smile.

"My master made a decree before his death that he would take the talented man who solved the Zhenlong chess game to play another game in front of his grave. As a disciple, I must obey it. I hope all eminent monks will fulfill it."

"Senior brother, please leave me alone for a while so that I don't get in the way."

Holding her body strong, Ye Wuxin's eyes were bloodshot and she walked towards the wooden house with a tired look.

Su Xinghe pondered for a while, feeling quite strange.

"The pulse is calm and the energy and blood are abundant. It doesn't seem like there is any hidden disease? What's going on?"

(End of chapter)