Xuanci is a complicated person. On the one hand, he is the abbot of the Shaolin School. He is very knowledgeable about Buddhism and compassionate. He is a respected monk and respected. On the other hand, he is a coward. Whether as the leader, he now relies on the maintenance of others or, or he has an affair with Ye Erniang and violates the precepts of Shaolin Temple. He doesn’t know if he has a son, and he dare not admit that he is very complicated, but he is not a bad person. On the contrary, he is still a good person. Otherwise, there would not be so many people willing to protect him. He is just a coward.

Kneeling in front of the sweeping monk, Xuanci bowed devoutly, as if the old monk who swept the floor was the abbot of Shaolin Temple at this moment, and he was just a little novice monk. The old monk's indifference did not make him retreat. He continued: "The little monk Xuanci dared not ask his senior to help me, a sinner, and I just hope that the master can..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the old monk who swept the floor. The old monk's voice was very vicissitudes. It was a kind of deposition left by time, slightly hoarse, and an inexplicable magic. He smiled and said, "Abbot! I am just an ordinary monk! I am a little older! What do you want me to do? Why would you ask others to help you! For example, Master Xuancheng, he is a master who is proficient in Buddhism!"

"Master, don't be humble!" Xuanci shook his head. The reason why he did not ask others for help, but came here to ask for the nameless old monk because he had known the extraordinaryness of the old monk for a long time. This was also a secret that his master, the Zen Master Lingmen, told him when he passed away! So when he came to the Sutra Pavilion, he would sometimes observe the old monk carefully;

This old monk was silent when walking. Sometimes he was approaching him, but he hadn't noticed it yet. How could ordinary people do it? In this earthen yard, every step that ordinary people will inevitably leave footprints, but the old monk did not. This shows that his martial arts skills are extremely high, and he is like a state of dust without any dust! The seemingly clumsy sweeping the floor is actually a rhythmic movement, which is unpredictable to gods and ghosts!

Xuanci bowed and said, "Before his death, Master Lingmen Zen Master told the little monk that if Shaolin Temple encounters a great disaster, he will come to the Sutra Pavilion to find you to help! Xuanci dare not ask you to take action! Just hope... This Shaolin Temple martial arts conference, the little monk has decided to break it on his own and not to be ashamed of Shaolin Temple. However, his son many years ago will inevitably become a thorn in the eyes of others and a thorn in the flesh. I just hope that the master can use his wonderful hands to help me transmit my skills to him through initiation, and at least to give him the power to protect himself! This is also the only thing I can do as a father!"

The old monk sweeping the floor shook his head repeatedly, not refusing Xuan Ci's proposal, but sighed: "Cerrible! Cerrible! Your Zen Heart is broken now, and your Zen Heart is broken! Forget it! Forget it! The Xiaoling Sect is indeed cunning enough. He still told me about my existence, either! Well! Take someone here!"

The old monk sweeping the floor has become used to this kind of hermit-like life. He knows that if he cannot agree to Xuanci's request, he is afraid that he will continue to tangle and cannot agree quickly. At least, he can save another person. The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! It's just a pity that Xuanci, a person with a good understanding, is a person! People! Sometimes they are confused;

When Xuanci saw the old monk sweeping the floor agreeing, he was overjoyed. His Zen mind was broken now. The light and light clouds in the past had long disappeared. All the emotions and desires had emerged. It can be said that he has now grown up with the inner demons. After worshiping again and again, Xuanci came out of the Sutra Pavilion and soon led a thin little novice monk in. A woman with a frost-faced face, Ye Erniang! Ye Erniang had already lost the beautiful light, her expression was a little withered, and her eyes were swollen like peaches. I don’t know how many times I have cried these days;

After coming in, she didn't wait for others to say anything. Ye Erniang bowed to the sweeping monk and said firmly: "I'll ask the master to fulfill it! I'll help me complete it together! This is also my last wish!" She discussed this matter with Xuanci, or Xuanci told him about it, so she decided to transfer her skills to Xu Zhu together;

"I feel sorry for parents in the world! But doing this will have a great impact on this little master! If he feels resentful and goes astray, you are destroying him!" The sweeping monk sighed and said, "Do you really have to do this? Why don't you? Even the ants are on their heads, why don't you cherish life? Every life's time is short!"

Ye Erniang said nothing and looked at the sweeping monk with great determination. Xuanci wanted to persuade him but he was cold and worried about Xu Zhu's existence. He didn't dare to say anything more. He just chose the Buddha's name and stood side by side with Ye Erniang, looking straight at the sweeping monk;

The little monk Xu Zhu scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Dad! Mom! What are you doing?" Before he could get an answer, the sweeping monk moved. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a powerful internal force, as if an invisible hand held Xu Zhu up and sent it to his side;

The sweeping monk patted him a few times, then lit it a few more times, and said, "The qualifications are pretty good! Finally, I asked you again! Do you really want this? The old monk couldn't bear it!" Xuanci and Ye Ernianggu clasped their hands together and said firmly: "I'll ask the master to fulfill it!"

"Well! Well! Let's start! Open your body and mind! It's not that easy to help others do this kind of initiation and loss of the Dharma!" The old monk sighed, holding Xu Zhu with one hand, and holding Ye Erniang with the other hand, allowing her to gradually rise, and finally with Xu Zhu's head in an upside-down posture;

"Mom! What are you doing?" Xu Zhu was a little scared and screamed loudly. Suddenly, a thin wisp of hot air rushes into his brain from the "Baihui acupoint" on the top door. He could no longer scream. He thought to himself, "What are you going to do!" He felt that his mind became hotter and hotter, and his mind was dizzy in an instant. If his brain was about to explode, the heat flowed downwards. When he was not allowed to do it, he could no longer bear it and fainted.

Ye Erniang has a profound skill. After all, she has been practicing hard for twenty years. Although she has been learning martial arts for a short time, she has outstanding qualifications and is hardworking. Otherwise, how could she suppress the evil spirit of Yue Laosan and do everything evil and Yun Zhonghe ranks second among the four evil people?

Soon, her internal strength was taught to Xu Zhu's body. The old monk sweeping the floor couldn't bear it and left a wisp of true energy to her. In other words, even if she lost her martial arts skills now, she could still cultivate herself. As an ordinary person, she now held her invisible big hand to one side to let her rest, while on the other side, she grabbed Abbot Xuanci;

Xu Zhu felt another force penetrated into his body, and his whole body was floating lightly, like clouds and mist, swimming in the sky; suddenly his body was cold, as if he had dived into the depths of the blue sea and played with the fish; he was reading scriptures in the temple, and practicing martial arts hard, but he never succeeded in practicing. In an anxious moment, he suddenly felt that it was raining heavily in the world, falling on his body bit by bit, but the raindrops were hot.

At this time, his mind gradually became clear. He opened his eyes and saw Abbot Xuanci's face full of sweat in front of him, and he kept dripping to his body. Sweat still oozing out from his cheeks, head, neck, and hair roots. Xu Zhu found that he was lying on the ground and fell on Xuanci's body. The two connected heads had long been separated. Xuanci seemed to have become much older, stroked Xu Zhu's bald head, nodded with satisfaction, smiled silently, and glanced at the sweeping monk gratefully;

The old monk sweeping the floor shook his head, as if he was helpless, grabbed the broom and walked away, unwilling to stay. Xuanci bowed to his back again and again, then looked at Xu Zhu and said kindly: "Xu Zhu! Come! Try to the courtyard wall over there! Try!"

Xu Zhu didn't understand why, and as he spoke, Xu slapped his palm, and only heard a sound of a slap. A wall was blocked and collapsed halfway, which was even more powerful than him hitting him with all his strength. Xu Zhu was shocked and said, "Then...why is that? Why...why did I suddenly have such a great force?"

"You have not learned this set of palm techniques yet, and the internal energy you can use at this time is less than 10%, good! OK! OK!" Xuan Ci said three good words, nodded, and said, "In the next period of time, I will teach you kung fu personally, which is also considered... Xu Zhu! Learn hard!"

"Cough cough! Puff--!" Ye Erniang suddenly coughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her eyes flashed, and her expression became listless. Xu Zhu was shocked and ran over quickly, and tears flowed out. Xuan Ci was determined to pass, but she was not able to catch it. He was unable to move now. His internal strength was relatively deep, and after doing this transmission, there were many sequelae;

Ye Erniang laughed bitterly, touched Xu Zhu's head, and said, "Mom is gone! Take good care of yourself! Take good care of yourself! If so, if you encounter difficulties in the future, you can go to the Korean language rumored in the world for help! This person has a strange temper, but he will think of his old love and help you! Cough... Xuanci! The person I have hated in this life is still you! Hahaha!"

"Mom?Mom?Mom——!" Xu Zhu hugged Ye Erniang's body and cried bitterly! Xuan Ci also turned her head and couldn't bear to see. Ye Erniang died after she broke her heart. She was seeking death. She had decided to leave! No one could help!

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a long time later, Xuan Ci got much older again, and said slowly: "Xu Zhu! Be stronger! Help me find a place to bury your mother!"

The clouds in the sky seem to be very gray. The strong wind is swarming with dark clouds, lightning and lightning are rolling in, but the rain has not fallen for a long time. Xuanci looks up at the sky, and the storm comes as promised. How should he deal with it? If you have done too much wrong things, you should understand it! But, sorry, Xu Zhu! You must live strongly! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

ps:  ps: I have something delayed yesterday and I will update it today. I will add it for 30,000 words... I will take my life! The second update is 6,000 words;
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