Master Xuan Ku has few roles in the original story. From the perspective of character design, it is more like a functional character setting. He was responsible for the role of Qiao Feng as a teacher in the early stage, and later in the later stage, he created a conflict such as Qiao Feng killing his master.

There is no detailed description of the character characteristics, background, and even the level of martial arts of Master Xuanku. However, before his death, he insisted on not wanting to tell the appearance of the murderer. He used the seven sufferings in the world to be a disciple, and also said that meeting with enemies and hatreds is a must-have in life, which is a highlight.

Even so, Wang Dong's impression of Master Xuanku is still second only to Abbot Xuanci. Whenever he thinks of it, he still feels strange that he is touched by his heart.

The reason for this is that in addition to the fact that Xuan Ku fully understands Buddhism and teaches a good disciple, it is also related to another person.

Xiao Yuanshan.

To be precise, it is related to a line by Xiao Yuanshan:

"Xuanku was shocked to death with one palm!"

In one sentence, Xiao Yuanshan's strength, domineeringness, resentment, Qiao Feng's contradictions, pain and tragedy are all included. Combined with the Buddhist principles that Xuan Ku said before his death, it can be regarded as a microcosm of the entire novel.

At this time, Master Xuanku stood in front of him, looked at him with a kind face, and asked, "Have you officially become a disciple?"

Wang Dong replied: "Yes, Master gave the Dharma name Xuzhu."

"Xuzhu... OK." Master Xuanku nodded and said, "I just heard you say that when you grow up, you will have to drink and have fun with your Brother Qiao. Well, you are young and just the first day you entered Buddhism, thinking about breaking the precepts in the future. Where does this bold idea come from?"

Wang Dong said: "Returning to the master's uncle, my disciple heard that the Buddha passed through the intestines and kept his wine and flesh in his heart..."

Master Xuanku: "Ah?!"

Wang Dong looked confused and raised his head and said, "I seemed to say something wrong. Why did you say that?"

Master Xuanku said: "It's wine and meat that pass through the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart. Can you still eat the Buddha? You're just making a fool of yourself, Amitabha..."

Wang Dongxi said: "Yes, the master's uncle taught me, and I must remember it in my heart. As for the disciples who made the Buddha wrong and the wine and meat... I think my Buddha has the saying that all beings are equal, and the Buddha will only blame his disciples."

Master Xuanku: “Eh?”

Qiao Feng, who was standing beside him, smiled and said, "Master, my second brother is still young and has just entered Buddhism. I think I don't know the rules and regulations of the Qing Dynasty in the temple. However, he is extremely smart and it is not difficult to learn in the future."

Xuan Ku nodded, no longer cared about this matter, and said to Qiao Feng: "Today I will pass on your last move to subdue the devil clutch."

Qiao Feng bowed, "Yes."

Master Xuanku and Qiao Feng walked aside, passed on his mental formulas, explained and practiced the moves, and Wang Dong consciously avoided the side.

About half an hour later, Qiao Feng suddenly slapped out his palm, with gentle palm power, as if it were present and vague. He had already mastered the 72 unique skills of Shaolin.

Xuan Ku Laohuai comforted her and nodded and praised, "You have learned this method of subduing demons. There is nothing to teach you as a teacher. If you are in the Beggars' Sect, you must be chivalrous in the future, walk around the world, help the poor and the needy, so that you can live up to your efforts."

Qiao Feng knelt down and said, "Disciple remembers Master's teachings!"

Wang Dong, who was standing not far away, looked at this scene in a strange mood. In the original work, Master Xuanku's teachings were mentioned in one stroke. Now he still has some feelings to witness this process with his own eyes.

Haven't you seen that after tonight, this young man named Qiao Feng will cause such a huge storm in the world and start his own magnificent legendary life.

Wang Dong suddenly thought of the story nodes and endings, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Xu Zhu," Xuan Ku walked over and asked, "What kind of kung fu do you want to learn?"

Wang Dong said in his heart: "Of course, it is the Seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, such as the Vajra Leg Iron Head Kung Fu, One Finger Zen."

He replied sincerely: "You can learn whatever disciples you teach."

Xuan Ku smiled and said, "I just saw you playing a set of Panlong sticks. That is the first orthodox stick method of this dynasty. I will teach you another set of Shaolin Eyebrow sticks, which can be integrated."

"Thank you uncle." Wang Dong clasped his hands together.

Master Xuanku smiled slightly and immediately began to teach Wang Dong the Shaolin Stick. When he explained the essence of stick techniques to Wang Dong, he was very patient and tempted, and he was very patient.

Wang Dong listened carefully to the lecture and remembered it, and followed the simulated moves.

Qiao Feng stood aside, watching with great interest.

After Master Xuan Ku finished his drill, he asked Wang Dong: "How much do you remember?"

Wang Dong said: "I'll give it a try."

As he said that, he beat the clapper method from beginning to end.

"The stick is not as long as the eyebrows, and the body and steps must follow each other. The tiger's mouth faces the tiger's mouth, and the upper and lower parts can fly..."

As powerful as Shaolin, he also showed such rumor when compiling martial arts formulas.

Of course, most of the truly practical exercises and formulas are simple and easy to understand rumors. Those profound and artistic moves are no longer concerned with them.

Not to mention anything else, the artistic conception of the eighteen dragon-subduing palms in this world can be achieved by all the eighteen moves. Otherwise, who would know how to practice "Kanglong has regrets"?

After Wang Dong finished playing the stick-up technique, he closed the stick and looked at Master Xuanku. The latter looked surprised and asked, "You already know it?"

Wang Dong wanted to answer: "When you finish learning advanced mathematics and go back to solve the equations, you will definitely not feel that it is difficult."

But of course he couldn't say that, saying: "Uncle Master, the disciples think that Qimei Stick and Panlong Stick have many similarities. During the drill, they can be integrated with each other and it will naturally come naturally."

Xuan Ku turned his head and looked at Qiao Feng, who smiled calmly and said, "Master, my second brother's martial arts talent is still above me."

Xuan Ku pondered for a moment and said, "I hope I won't be just a child." Then he turned to look at Wang Dong and said seriously, "From tomorrow night, I will start teaching you something else."

Wang Dong hurriedly clasped his hands and bowed.

After that night, Wang Dong hadn't seen Qiao Feng again for a long time.

But as he expected, after that night, there was a young hero Qiao Feng in the world.

Wang Dong replaced Qiao Feng's seat on that mountain and learned martial arts every night with Master Xuanku.

The stars move, the sun rises and the moon sets.

Two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Wang Dong has learned all the basic skills of Shaolin introductory exercises, and Xuanku began to spread his authentic Shaolin internal skills.

Wang Dong discovered that the effect of putting Shaolin's inner strength and the "Annotations of Hundred Character Poems" he had been practicing together was surprisingly good, and the two had complementary skills.

This year, Wang Dong heard a lot of news from Qiao Feng intermittently, saying that after joining the Beggar Gang, he had made many contributions and had been promoted from an ordinary disciple to a branch rudder leader, and was even accepted by Wang Jiantong, the leader of the Beggar Gang Gang, as a personal disciple.

Wang Dong secretly calculated Qiao Feng's life experience, knowing that he had to solve the three major problems that Wang Jiantong gave him, and also made seven great achievements for the Beggars' Sect in order to completely win Wang Jiantong's trust, be passed on to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Dog Beating Stick Technique, and officially take over as the leader of the gang.

Wang Dong is still waiting for the system's task prompts.

It's been seven years since the system seemed to have disappeared without any movement.

He got the role of Xu Zhu, a lie who can get everything without asking for, but he can't help but feel unsure without the main task.

The system cannot simply let him live Xu Zhu's life. There must be problems like Wang Jiantong making things difficult for Qiao Feng.

Nowadays, pretending to be deaf and dumb may be a temptation from the system or a player behind the scenes. I want to see what choice he will make after he knows his life path and knows that there are many wonderful opportunities waiting for him in the near future.

After all, Xu Zhu from the original world recited the sutra for twenty-four years in obscurity. When he was ordered to go down the mountain, he achieved nothing in martial arts and made no achievements in Buddhism. Overall, he was an ordinary and kind-hearted ugly monk.

Now he has replaced Xu Zhu's position, knows everything, plans everything, has a high understanding and good talent, and has memories of past and present life...

Can such Xu Zhu still successfully receive the opportunity of a foolish monk who should be a fool and has a bad fortune?

If you don’t ask for everything, you can get it all. Can you still succeed if you force everything?

Break the Linglong chess game, get Wuyazi's passing skills, meet Menggu in private, pick plum hands, Liuyang palms, life and death talisman, Xiao Wuxiang Gong...

It is impossible to say that you are not moved by these opportunities.

But it is impossible for him to recite the 24 sutras honestly in Shaolin Temple.

Wang Dong had such a disagreement in his heart, but he still insisted on going to the mountain every night to learn martial arts with Master Xuanku.

Three more years have passed.

The ten-year-old Wang Dong had already laid a solid foundation and finally could get in touch with the real Shaolin unique skills. Wang Dong originally thought that Master Xuanku would pass on him to subdue the clutches like he taught Qiao Feng, but after meeting Master Xuanku that night, Xuanku told him that he would not teach him kung fu in the future.

Wang Dong was surprised and thought Xuan Ku had discovered some flaws. He immediately asked quietly: "Uncle Master thinks that his disciples are not as talented as Brother Qiao, so he doesn't want to teach his disciples anymore?"

Master Xuanku smiled and shook his head, saying, "On the contrary, I feel that your talent is not inferior to Qiao Feng, so I won't pass on your clutches of devils."

"Disciple is confused."

"The palm power of the devil subduing palm is soft and smooth. Once you have learned it, you can no longer practice the same skills as the Buddhist master, which will be unfavorable for you. Therefore, from today on, your uncle Xuanbei will pass on your great Wei Tuo Pestle skills."

After Xuan Ku said that, another figure came out from the darkness, which was Master Xuanbei.

"The two uncles of the masters have done a good job, and the disciples are too grateful." Wang Dong folded his hands and bowed.

So, from that night, Wang Dong began to learn the "Great Wei Tu Pestle".

According to Master Xuanbei, the Great Wei Tuo Pestle is originally a pestle method, but after entering the state of mind, you can abandon the pestle as a fist. Only then can you truly learn this set of unique skills.

Wang Dong is not unfamiliar with this statement. In fact, it is not just the method of slaughtering. Most of the world's unique martial arts masters have returned to themselves, including swordsmanship, swordsmanship, sticks, etc. All methods return to the sect.

Time flies, Wang Dong's martial arts are getting stronger and stronger, but he is becoming more and more confused.

The system never gives tasks, and I don’t know what to do.

One day, Wang Dong was walking in the temple and suddenly saw a fallen leaf floating down. He felt something in his heart. He went back to find a broom to come to the Sutra Pavilion to clean it.

day to day.

The fallen leaves sweep and fall again, and then sweep again.

When the leaves in front of the Sutra Pavilion fell for the third time, Wang Dong was already a fifteen-year-old boy. Although the Great Wei Tuo Pestle had not yet mastered the supreme level of using the pestle technique to fist, he had mastered the nineteen pestle techniques.

This day, the autumn is strong, and yellow leaves are covered with leaves in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

Wang Dong walked away with a broom and vaguely saw an old monk under the tree slowly sweeping the leaves on the ground.

Just then, Wang Dong's mind rang out a system prompt:

【The main task has been triggered】

"Finally come!" Wang Dong couldn't help but complain.
Chapter completed!