The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 130 Dismayed
"If there is still no reason to argue about this matter, then we can only judge victory or defeat based on martial arts. Although Shaolin is a pure place of Zen Buddhism, it is still a sect in the martial arts after all."

Upon hearing this, several old monks looked at each other, their expressions became extremely solemn.

The brother's meaning is already very clear, if Po Luoxing and others want to leave by force, then they Shaolin Temple will forcibly keep them in Shaolin Temple.

Xuandu nodded slightly, quite agreeing with this move.

"Besides Po Luoxing's theft of scriptures, there are two other major events before us."

Xuanci clasped his hands together, with a serious expression.

"Brother please show me."

"The great enmity between the two junior brothers, Xuan Tong and Xuan Nan, was reduced to martial arts by Ding Chunqiu, and the revenge of the two junior brothers, Xuan Bei and Xuan Ku."

When they suddenly heard Xuandu mentioning several senior brothers, the expressions of all the old monks became extremely serious.

"I'm ashamed, ashamed, as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, I can't solve any of these three major issues properly. I really feel ashamed of all the ancestors of Shaolin Temple."

Xuanci clasped his palms together, and his tone was rather self-blaming.

"Amitabha, junior brother, don't blame yourself. There is hope for these three major issues to be resolved."

Xuanci looked solemn.

"Brother mean?"

Xuandu laughed loudly, and said to the old monks.

"Xu Zhu, a young monk of the Xu generation, can drive the Tubo master away with just the Arhat Fist. If we are willing to teach him the profound 72 unique skills, then Xuan Bei and Xuan Ku's enmity will definitely be avenged."

"As for Ding Chunqiu's matter, as a well-known and upright school in Shaolin, it is my duty to eradicate evil and promote good."

"On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, if that Ding Chunqiu dares to come, I will definitely kill him on the spot, and remove a great harm from the martial arts world."

Hearing this, Xuanci looked hesitant.

"Xu Zhu is a junior after all, if he comes forward, I'm afraid people will gossip about me, saying that there is no one in Shaolin Temple's seniors."

Seeing Xuanci's hesitant expression, Xuandu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, this matter is based on what I see, it's better to choose one person from all the brothers and accept Xu Zhu as a closed disciple."

"In this way, not only will the trouble be solved, but Xu Zhu will be taught by a famous teacher so that he will not go astray."

At this point, all the old monks of the Xuan family looked at each other for a moment, and felt that this plan was very good.

Firstly, it can stop the mouths of people from all over the world, and avoid being poked in the back by saying that there is no one in Shaolin Temple, and secondly, it can also allow the real talents of heaven to be better cultivated.

"Then according to what Senior Brother wants, who will come forward and accept Xu Zhu as a closed disciple?"

As soon as these words were said, the faces of several old monks were full of eagerness to try. To accept such a highly talented disciple, one's own abilities can be regarded as successors.

Xuandu pondered for a moment, unable to make up his mind for a moment.

Judging from Xu Zhu's internal qi cultivation, most of Shaolin's unique skills are quite suitable, the key lies in variety and specialization.

"Why don't we transfer Xu Zhu to the Bodhidharma courtyard and let him make his own choice?"

Xuan Sheng on the side suddenly spoke.

"It's okay, it's okay, transfer Xu Zhu to the Bodhidharma Academy and let him choose who to worship as his teacher."

Xuanci nodded slightly, and then all the old monks of Xuanci generation left the side hall one after another, and rushed to the main hall again.

Not long after, the four old monks and the people from Shenshan came again, most of them had a look of hesitation between their brows.

"Amitabha, I don't know how many senior brothers can make a decision?"

The four old monks looked at me and I looked at you, but they couldn't come up with an idea for a while.

Shenshan Shangren and others insisted that Shaolin Temple release Poluoxing, which was naturally opposed by a group of old monks.

"Since the senior brothers have no idea, let me propose a solution. Do you agree with it?"

"According to the old monk, although my Shaolin Temple is a pure place of Buddhism, it is still a martial arts sect."

"The people in the rivers and lakes naturally judge victory or defeat by victory or defeat. I want to make an agreement with Senior Brother Shenshan. I wonder if Senior Brother Shenshan is willing?"

Hearing this, the people on Shenshan frowned, already guessing something.

"Could it be that Brother Abbot is planning to have a fight with this servant to decide whether these two eminent Indian monks will stay or not?"

Xuan Ci nodded slightly.

"Of course, what do you think Senior Brother Shenshan wants?"

The face of the person on Shenshan was slightly gloomy, and he didn't know whether he should agree or not for a while.

If he agrees, if the opponent sends that little monk on the stage, he will have absolutely no hope of winning.

That Tubo national teacher's strength is far superior to his own, and he was startled away by the monk with the Arhat Fist.

But if you don't agree, it would be a pity to just waste it in vain, planning a plan that you don't know how long.

"Good! Good! Good! People in the Jianghu call you and me together as the two great arhats of 'subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger'. Today, let the poor monk see the brilliant moves of Shaolin Temple."

Xuanci clasped his hands together and bowed in salute.

"Amitabha, my disciples of Sakyamuni should not have done such disrespectful things before my Buddha, but I can only save my temple's classics, so I have to be rude for a while."

At this moment, Xuanci opened up the posture of Prajna Palm, and quietly looked at the person on the mountain opposite.

Knowing that success or failure depends on one move, the people on Shenshan clenched their fists and attacked Xuanci in the posture of subduing tiger boxing.

Standing among the monks, Xu Zhu nodded his head slightly, his father and the people on the mountain are on par in strength, this cannot be faked.

The two are both first-class masters in the Jianghu, whether it is the experience of the Jianghu or their own internal strength, there is little difference in everything.

In the blink of an eye, Xuanci and the master of Shenshan fought about a hundred moves, and it can be said that neither of them took advantage.

Suddenly, the people on the mountain shouted loudly and swung 36 punches in succession.

Xuanci's expression was solemn, and with a wave of his cassock, he directly eliminated the wind of those fists that were about to get close to him.

"Okay, what a cassock to subdue demons!"

The people on Shenshan raised their fists again to attack, Xuanci counterattacked back with palm after palm.

It's just that the palm technique used has long since changed from the Prajna Palm to the Great Vajra Palm, which is a bit more domineering and masculine than the Prajna Palm.

A group of old monks waited intently, Po Luoxing and Zhe Luoxing wanted to make the people on Shenshan work harder.

Among the monks of Xu Zi generation, Xu Zhu frowned, he knew that if he didn't make a move, the outcome might be uncertain.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhu's expression moved slightly, and he gave a cold snort imperceptibly in the way of sound transmission.

Just when the man on Shenshan was fighting fiercely with Xuanci, a cold snort sounded from next to his ears, disturbing the man on Shenshan's thoughts for a moment.

Sensing that the other party was slightly distracted, Xuanci's Great Vajra Palm was directly printed on the chest of the man on the mountain, but he didn't press it down completely.

"Senior Brother Shenshan, the victory has been decided, Master Po Luoxing will stay in Shaolin Temple temporarily, and study together with us Central Plains Buddhism."

Turning his mind around, he found out that the door of his life had been controlled by Xuanci, the people on the mountain were disheartened, and left Shaolin Temple without looking back.

(End of this chapter)