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Shameless!!!

Wuxiang was thinking about grabbing Wuxin's braid, but he thought that this bastard turned the subject so quickly and did not give him a chance to hit him.

Looking at Wuxin's provocative eyes that were so proud that he gritted his teeth, Wuxiang knew that this junior brother was shameless and invincible, and he probably wouldn't have a chance to hit him next. Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and said angrily: "Master, there is still something to deal with in the Disciple Precepts Hall. You can make your own decisions about the matter we discussed before. Disciple farewell, Amitabha."

Seeing Wuxiang leaving, Wuxin smiled and didn't look like a monk at all. He climbed directly to the cushion opposite the old abbot and sat down, saying, "Master, the annoying brother Wuxiang is gone. If you have anything to say now, just say to your disciple."

The abbot, looking at Wuxin's appearance as a monk, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. If someone else had done this, he would have been taken to the Precepts Hall to be punished. However, this Wuxin's little monk could not be treated like this.

He had already practiced the three consciousnesses magical powers at the age of seventeen, and was very good at many Buddhist magical powers. Such a genius can be said to be the hope of the entire Wuyuan Temple. Therefore, he loved Wuxin very much.

"Wuxin, I call you here this time because I have something to ask you for it." Thinking of that incident, the old monk abbot showed a solemn look on his face.

Since childhood, it was the first time Wuxin saw his master's expression so serious. He thought about it, sat upright, looked at the abbot with a serious face, and said seriously: "Master, if you have something to do, please tell me, even if you go to the disciple of Avici Hell, you will never blink."

Seeing Wuxin's serious appearance, the old monk nodded with relief. Although Wuxin looked hilarious, he knew that Wuxin's Buddha's heart was very big. Otherwise, he would not have been able to cultivate the state of full opening of the three consciousnesses at such an age.

"Go down the mountain and head to Mumiao Mountain!"

"Mumiao Mountain? What is that place?" Wuxin frowned in confusion, "Master, what did you ask me to do in that place?"

"Wuxin, you must have seen all the secrets of Master Bodhidharma in the back mountain, right?" The old monk abbot looked at Wuxin, and saw Wuxin's face serious, knowing that he seemed to guess the seriousness of the matter, he said in a deep voice: "There is a big demon sealed in that place. Now that the demons have reappeared, they may have plotted against that..." At this point, a hint of heaviness appeared on the old monk abbot's face.

Seeing Master so worried, Wuxin laughed and said indifferently: "Oh, Master, I thought it was the matter. It turned out that the remnants of the demon clan were at work. Please give me a hundred thoughts. I will set off immediately to eliminate the remnants of the demon clan." After that, Wuxin left the Zen room without waiting for the old monk to speak.

"Hey!" As Wuxin left, the old monk sighed deeply. He knew that Wuxin was not trying to worry himself!

Child, be careful!
Chapter completed!