Chapter 5 I can't see

Repeating silently in my heart, I can't see, I can't see, Ye Wuxin lowered his head and headed straight to the bedroom.

The corner of the monk's clothes robe had disappeared. After he returned to the bedroom silently, his heart was beating wildly.

It's almost impossible to live or die.

‘You can’t wander around late at night in the future. The water in Shaolin Temple is too deep, but if you don’t go out, then the practice of the Ming Yu Sutra.”

Thoughts were like lightning, Ye Wuxin raised his eyebrows and an idea popped up in his mind.

‘Shaolin Temple has its own farming property on weekdays, but it also accepts some rituals to save others, etc., to subsidize the temple.’

‘If you can get involved, you will naturally have time to practice Mingyu skills, and the second is when Shaolin disciples go down the mountain to travel.’

‘The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so it is naturally easy to practice.’

It is unlikely to go down the mountain to travel. He is still waiting to go down the mountain with a team of Shaolin monks to post heroes and go to Leigu Mountain to break the Zhenlong chess game.

There is only one way now. We are involved in the monks' rituals and salvation for others to gain the opportunity to practice martial arts.

"Good boy, do you have any impression of that letter?"

Although there are not many emotions, he can draw more prizes over time, which is better than nothing.

It was a bit uncomfortable to rush to have a meal in a sweat, not to mention that I had to see this body's father as Xu Zhu, and I should not lose my etiquette.

Xuande is so sad that it hasn't been long since the Beggars' Sect's major change. As the leader, Xuanci will definitely be extremely wary of this matter.

"father."

"Amitabha Buddha, even though he practices martial arts, he cannot forget the foundation of Buddhism."

‘Okay, it seems that I’m here to find me. I can only go there again tonight, hoping not to have any trouble.’

In the main hall of Shaolin Temple, Xuanci was kind and knocking on the wooden fish without any haste.

At this point, I can only think of a way to increase my strength, and I don’t care about hiding my weaknesses.

"Amitabha, who can know the future changes?"

Here comes, it is indeed the matter about Yanmen Pass.

At this time, Xuanci was wearing a monk's robe and holding a tin guard in his hand.

If your cultivation is too high, it may hurt your life if you are transformed into the Beiming Divine Power. Cultivating to the level of a second-rate master is enough to save your life.

Do good deeds and give guidance to many junior brothers to practice martial arts. Not only can they be more emotional, but they can also gain gratitude. Where can I find such a good thing?

After the few people left, Ye Wuxin lowered his head and began to think.

After pondering for a long time, he shook his head slowly.

"Abbot."

After his eyes swept over the many juniors of the Xu character below, Ye Wuxin felt Xuanci's gaze staying on him for a moment, and then slowly moved to the distance.

"So that's it. If he could hold on, he might be able to enter the Luohan Hall in decades."

With Xuanbei's death, the Xuan and Huizi of Shaolin Temple were obviously more concerned about the martial arts of many younger generations. The Xuan monks who usually don't see the head and the tail of the Shenlong are also began to guide the martial arts of the younger generation.

As his eyes turned, Ye Wuxin's eyes fell on the emotional point.

"I dare not deceive my father. The child has no idea about the source of this letter. After seeing it, he just wanted to seek the truth."

In the martial arts training ground, Ye Wuxin punched the wooden stake with one punch and one palm, and his expression was calm.

With a free and easy smile, Ye Wuxin turned around and left, rushing to the stream in the distance to prepare to take a shower and change his clothes.

Seeing Xuanci's mouth slightly raised, Ye Wuxin also understood how excited the Shaolin abbot was about to appear with his child.

Xuansheng had kind eyebrows and eyes, nodded slightly and said.

The premise is not to provoke those famous masters in the martial arts world.

The flowers burst into laughter in my heart, but Ye Wuxin's expression was still calm.

Late at night, there are stars.

As soon as the thought moved, Ye Wuxin appeared in the system space.

"I remember cleaning this young man, serving tea and water for me, and I also gave him two tricks. It seems that he has also done a lot of hard work in secret."

Seeing that no one asked me for advice for the time being, Ye Wuxin honed his fists and feet in a completely new way, and occasionally secretly mixed with one or two of the Vajra Palm moves.

"Good boy, don't mention anything about the letter to anyone. That's the mistake I have made, and one of the things that I have most annoyed in my life."

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Without waiting for a response, Ye Wuxin slowly opened the door and walked in, then closed the door to death.

Meeting Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo is a low-probability incident after all, and they will not kill themselves in Shaolin Temple unless they are really knocked out.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wuxin said slowly.

【Emotional Point from Xuandu +1】

"It can also be turned into four intermediate lottery draws and one junior lottery, so can't you specify the draw category? Trouble."

“There is no one here, so there is no need to be so restrictive.”

Moreover, when Xuanbei's matter is completed, he will definitely ask himself about clues about the letter.

Hearing this, Xuan Du clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

Occasionally, when senior brothers and juniors of the Xu generation asked for advice, he looked calm and explained them patiently, which attracted Xuansheng and Xuandu to look slightly sideways.

Xuan Du looked at Ye Wuxin, raised his white eyebrows, as if he had remembered something.

Mu Yu paused slightly, and the expression on Xuanci's face also changed from kindness to solemnity.

After hesitating for a long time, he still did not make up his mind.

As his own blood, Xu Zhu will definitely be out of the right and wrong of Xuan Ci to avoid his identity being exposed. Shaolin Temple’s reputation for a thousand years will be destroyed.

A few days later, under the gaze of monks in Shaolin Temple, the relics left by Xuanbei were sent into the relics pagoda of Shaolin Temple.

"Senior brother, this junior's Great Arhat Fist has a level of fire, and is ranked among the top among the Xu generation. It is quite difficult to practice the introductory skills to this level."

【Emotional Point from Xuanci +100】

At the same time, a letter of worship was rushing to the Murong family in Gusu.

【From the false emotional point +3】

【Emotional Points from Xuqing+5】

"Oh, it's because my father trusts others, and it's a big mistake in the end, Amitabha."

"The junior lottery once a month, the intermediate lottery once a year, and the senior lottery once a decade, and there are 41,320 points left, which is the forty-one junior lottery?"

When he came to his senses, the sun had already sunk to the west, and many lazy disciples had left, and he was also ready to finish his merits and leave.

After a long silence, Xuanci spoke again.

"Child, show your martial arts one by one."

Ye Wuxin stood up and demonstrated the Arhat Fist and Wei Tuo Palm he had practiced before the Buddha statue, and finally demonstrated the Vajra Palm that was not yet proficient.

"Well, your Arhat Fist has just begun to see the path, so you can practice diligently."

Under the dim candlelight, a father and a son experience a different kind of family happiness in the Main Hall.

(End of this chapter)
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