Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 3 Dad! I am your own son!

Chapter 3 Dad! I am your biological son!

At three o'clock in the morning, inside the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple.

The magnificent Buddha statue is covered with gold paint, which looks dignified but still kind under the candlelight.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Head Abbot, the young monk Xu Zhu wishes to see you."

"Enter."

Ye Wuxin looked calm and was ready to die generously.

When he saw that there was no one around except Xuanci, he realized that this was the best time.

"This disciple has a problem, and I beg the head abbot to clear it up."

"explain."

The sound of wooden fish echoed in the main hall, and even Ye Wuxin's original nervousness was calmed down.

After finishing speaking, Xuanci's hand that knocked on the wooden fish paused slightly, and then regained his composure.

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuxin's face burst into tears, and he tremblingly took out the letter he forged with his left hand.

"A few days ago, the young monk suddenly found a letter in his arms, which answered the question of his life experience and the whereabouts of his biological parents."

Just as many disciples of the Xu generation were preparing to start a busy and fulfilling day, a fast horse came straight to the Songshan Shaolin Temple.

Xuanci sighed quietly when he heard this, and his expression became very complicated.

"The child is not suffering. It's just that he didn't know who his parents were since he was a child. After finding out today, the regret in the child's heart has been settled."

"You!. What do you call a poor monk?"

"It's good, it's good. Once you create a cause, there will be a result. You have been in this temple for twenty-four years, and I never knew that you were my child."

What's more, Xu Zhu is indeed Xuanci's son, and true gold is not afraid of fire.

Outside the Main Hall, Ye Wuxin slowly touched the booklet on his chest.

After not sleeping all night, Ye Wuxin felt refreshed, and even her appearance and temperament had some slight changes.

The most important thing is that his face is a bit ugly now, and he really can't stand it anymore.

Coupled with the twenty-seven ring scars on Xu Zhu's body, the credibility is pushed to the extreme.

"Injustice, injustice, Amitabha."

As soon as he said this, Xuanci's hand that knocked the wooden fish hung in the air, and his old face was full of disbelief.

Xuanci sighed quietly, with a hint of desolation in his tone.

Under the moonlight, big characters appeared in his eyes, which were the Great Vajra Palm.

A kind look appeared on Xuanci's face and he waved to Ye Wuxin.

[Emotion points +1000 from Xuanci]

'Although Shaolin's mental techniques are famous, they are still inferior to the secrets of Yihua Palace. The key is to practice Mingyu Kung Fu tonight to ensure that you can survive.'

"It's been really hard on you for so many years."

Seeing that the growth rate of emotional points was slowly decreasing, Ye Wuxin felt tight in her heart.

"Senior brother, it's late at night, go to bed early."

The reason for taking this risk was to make myself stronger as soon as possible and to find a way to protect myself in this world of mixed fish and dragons.

Xuanci's eyes were vaguely cloudy, and his tough tone when he just walked in was no longer worthy of his tone. Even his voice became a little hoarse at this moment.

Hearing this, Ye Wuxin took off his monk's robe and showed off the scars on his back.

"Good boy, come here."

‘Jade is the essence of heaven and earth. Only by seizing the creation of heaven and earth and taking the essence of the sun and moon can it be called jade’

"I lost time for a moment, and I went back after answering the questions for this junior."

In the Main Hall of Shaolin Temple, a letter was sent to the hands of many eminent monks of the Xuan generation in Shaolin Temple.

"Junior brother, he was hit by the Great Skanda Pestle and died."

"Since it is a worldly condition, you should take care of it. If you have Buddha in your heart, there will be no pure land of the Buddha."

As we all know, the first half of Tianlong Babu is called Six Meridians Divine Sword, and the second half is called The Adventures of Xu Zhu.

'As expected of my dear father, I give away the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin as a gift. There are also annotations on it. It looks like it has been written for many years.'

It was obvious that Xuanci had fallen into extreme shock and guilt at this time, and the evidence was the steady stream of emotional points arriving in his account.

Late at night, everything is silent.

'It's a pity that there is no essence of moonlight in the system, so it is difficult to understand the secrets of Mingyu Gong, but I can finally get started.'

As soon as Xuan Ci said these words, many eminent monks of Xuan's generation looked shocked.

'Buddha bless you, Amitabha.'

With his thoughts spinning like lightning, Ye Wuxin threw the book of the Great Vajra Palm into the space with his backhand, and hurried back to the meditation room.

[Emotion points +1000 from Xuanci]

The abbot of Shaolin Temple is revered as the "Arhat of the Crouching Tiger" by people in the world, and his powerful Vajra Palm is indispensable.

[Emotion points +1000 from Xuanci]

Strictly speaking, Xu Zhu is not the protagonist yet, and naturally he has not experienced the treatment of the protagonist.

"father!"

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and Xuanci secretly used his internal energy to dry up the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"The child dare not lie. The letter said that the child's biological mother was a woman named Yiye. Shortly after the child was born, he was taken away by Qiang Liang and placed in the Shaolin vegetable garden."

Secondly, he wanted to see how many emotional points a person could get and whether there was any so-called limit.

After hastily driving Ye Wuxin away, Xuanci sighed quietly and recited sutras to the Buddha statue in front of him. In addition to the complexity and pain on his face, there was also a hint of happiness on his face.

"Father, I only know that my mother's surname is Ye, but I don't know her name or where she lives now. Can you."

The emotion point data table is still jumping and will soon break through the 10,000 mark.

Seeing Xuanci like this, Ye Wuxin knew it was time to stop, as something might happen if he delayed it any longer.

"This disciple was abandoned in a vegetable field when he was young. He doesn't know who his real parents are."

As the leader of Shaolin, he broke the rules and gave birth to a child with a woman who was snatched away and disappeared. Who would have expected that his long-lost biological son would live under his nose for more than 20 years.

[Emotion points +1000 from Xuanci]

"Your mother's surname is Ye. She is a dignified, chaste, gentle and beautiful woman."

During the conversation, Xuanci thrust a pamphlet into Ye Wuxin's hand.

The letter briefly mentioned the elder brother who took the lead in Yanmenguan in the past, focusing on the woman named Ye and Granny Qiao.

Ye Wuxin walked to Xuanci obediently, with a respectful and complicated look on his face, and slowly stood beside Xuanci.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuxin sighed quietly and asked.

Within the system space, a Qi-nourishing Pill was swallowed by Ye Wuxin, turning into bursts of internal force to increase his internal strength.

After knocking on the wooden fish for a long time, until his emotions calmed down completely, Xuanci spoke slowly.

"Practice diligently and keep today's matters a secret for the time being. Shaolin Temple's thousand-year reputation cannot be destroyed by the hands of you and my father and son."

Only after successfully inheriting Wu Yazi's inner strength, Xu Zhu can truly be regarded as one of the real protagonists.

'No, I finally have such an opportunity to become stronger, I can't just stop it like this.'

Ye Wuxin slowly shook his head and replied imitating Xu Zhu's tone.

"Junior Brother Xuanbei has passed away."

As soon as these words came out, all the eminent monks from Dorin were shocked.

"Senior Brother, is it possible?"

Xuanci looked sad and murmured to himself.

"Use his way and return it to him, Gusu Murong."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next