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

Chapter 88 Attacks
Ye Wuxin's palm fell, and the Shaolin monks who had been poisoned by the poisonous hand turned pale in shock, struggling to get up and take it down.

A moment later, a burst of hot air gushed out, Xuannan's face turned rosy, and the pain on his face disappeared.

"Uncle Master, Senior Su taught his disciples a set of healing methods, I hope you will forgive me for being rude."

Su Xinghe on the side laughed, and said to the two old monks.

"Just now, my junior brother who bullied the master and killed the ancestors hid in the wooden house, and has been frightened away by the remaining strength of the subordinates. The matter is urgent, and we should heal everyone as soon as possible before we talk about it."

Xuannan nodded slightly, and said to Ye Wuxin.

"The technique taught by Mr. Congbian is very clever, the old man's injury has healed, Xu Zhu, hurry up and heal everyone."

Ye Wuxin hurriedly walked to the side of a group of teachers, uncles and uncles, and used various methods to release the poison from everyone's body.

The two old monks chatted with Su Xinghe, and Ye Wuxin came before a group of Dali retainers.

"Several benefactors, the monk is rude."

Murong Fu cupped his hands and saluted.

"Thank you, little master."

After casually undoing the poison that plagued Murong's retainers, Ye Wuxin slowly walked towards Su Xinghe.

In less than a meal, all the injuries on everyone were relieved.The people who were treated were grateful, and the onlookers also admired the medical skills of the deaf-mute old man.

On this matter, Su Xinghe had a very happy conversation with the two old monks Xuannan and Xuantong. Su Xinghe called himself Mr. Congbian, so his own learning and eloquence were naturally incomparable to others.

The two old monks are quite old and well-informed. Although they don't engage in Zen debates on weekdays, their understanding of Buddhism is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

Seeing Ye Wuxin approaching, Xuannan smiled.

"You are favored by Mr. Congbian, and you have learned such an ingenious ability to heal wounds. It is really a blessing."

At this time, Murong Fu brought a group of Murong's retainers to approach them, greeted them for a while, and then left down the mountain.

Jiumozhi smiled slightly, took a look at Duan Yu and followed him down the mountain.

At this moment Duan Yu saw Wang Yuyan going down the mountain and left, he also wanted to follow, but was blocked by a group of Dali retainers.

After reluctantly bidding farewell to Su Xinghe and others, only Shaolin and Mr. Congbian were left at the top of Leigu Mountain, which was originally lively.

Just when the two old monks Xuannan and Xuantong were about to say goodbye and leave, Su Xinghe stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile.

"The two eminent monks, I actually have an unfeeling request. It is a secret of our sect. I hope the two eminent monks will not refuse."

XuanNan and XuanTong looked at each other, they didn't know what kind of medicine Mr. Congbian was selling in his gourd, but the other party just saved the lives of Shaolin Temple disciples, let's listen.

"Amitabha, benefactor Su is being polite, I don't know what it is?"

"That's right. Just now, this little master solved the Zhenlong chess game, and solved the regrets of the former teacher. I want to take this little master to the family teacher's tomb to reproduce this game. I wonder if the two eminent monks will agree. ?”

After hearing what Su Xinghe said, the two old monks were puzzled, you can restore the Zhenlong chess game, can't you just go by yourself, why do you have to bring Xu Zhu with you?
Before the two old monks could speak, Su Xinghe added.

"My teacher died before he died, to take the talented person who solved the Zhenlong chess game to play another game in front of the grave. As a disciple, I must obey it. I hope all eminent monks will make it happen."

Su Xinghe bowed and saluted, with a serious expression on his face, the two old monks looked even more hesitant when they saw this.

The lives of my group have just been saved by him, if he refuses to agree, it will appear that Shaolin Temple has no mercy, and cannot allow the savior to fulfill the last wish of the late master.

But if he agrees, it means pushing his disciples out to prevent disasters.

Seeing the two old monks becoming more and more hesitant, Su Xinghe added.

"Could the two of you be worried that I won't succeed if I covet Shaolin's unique learning? You can rest assured that my next body is not yet proficient in martial arts, and is far from spying on other families' unique learning."

Listening to Su Xinghe's words, Xuannan Xuantong and the two old monks blushed. If Su Xinghe is not good at martial arts, then what are they?

After pondering for a moment, Xuannan waved to Ye Wuxin.

"Master Uncle."

"Amitabha, Xu Zhu, you have a pure and honest nature, you don't need to worry about the two ways of observing precepts and meditation."

"From now on, we need to put more effort into the word 'Hui'. The four volumes of the Langa Sutra should be studied carefully. Since it is the benefactor Su's last order, the old monk will no longer hinder it."

Having said this, XuanNan bowed to Su Xinghe.

"The safety of the old monk's grandson is entrusted to Mr. Congbian."

Su Xinghe nodded solemnly, with a serious expression.

"Two eminent monks, don't worry, I will make this little master safe and sound. I swear on my life."

Xuan Tong at the side asked.

"I don't know how long it will take? I hope Mr. Congbian will tell you."

Frowning slightly, Su Xinghe said slowly.

"It can be as short as three to five months, and as long as a year or so. The place where the family teacher is buried is in the secret place of the lower sect. I can't reveal the exact location."

The two old monks nodded slowly, turned around and walked towards the Shaolin Temple team. Mr. Congbian had already swore, and it would be unreasonable to make any more embarrassments.

After bidding farewell to many uncles and uncles one by one, Ye Wuxin watched everyone go down the mountain, and walked slowly in front of Su Xinghe.

"Master, do you have nothing to worry about now?"

Hangu Bayou heard his master call Ye Wuxin that way, so he immediately knelt down to Ye Wuxin, wanting to kowtow to salute.

Sweeping his gaze, Ye Wuxin said with a smile.

"Eldest senior brother, since you have prepared to fight Ding Chunqiu to the death, let's take you disciples back to the gate wall."

Su Xinghe nodded slightly.

"How dare you disobey the master's order? You guys all get up, and you will still be my apprentices from today on."

When the eight friends of Hangu heard it, everyone was overjoyed, the eldest son Kang Guangling who is a piano fanatic, the second son Fan Bailing who is a chess fan, the third son Gou Du who is a nerd, the fourth son Wu Lingjun who is a famous Danqing player, the fifth son Xue Muhua, the enemy of Yama, the sixth master Feng Asan, and the seventh son Shihua The young woman Shi Qinglu and the eighth son Li Puppet, who loves to sing, came together to thank the master uncle.

[Emotional points from Fan Bailing +847 points]

[Emotional points from Gou Du +924 points]

[Emotional points from Kang Guangling +1274 points]

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuxin smiled sincerely, as if an inexplicable feeling touched his heart.

Just as he was about to let everyone get up, a burst of pain that was about to tear his mind surfaced, and Ye Wuxin couldn't help covering his forehead.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe quickly put his hands on his veins, but he didn't find any problem.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother! What's wrong with you?"

"Brother, let me be alone for a while, it's okay."

Holding on to her body, Ye Wuxin's eyes were bloodshot, and she walked into the wooden house with a tired expression.

Su Xinghe pondered for a while, feeling rather strange.

"The pulse condition is calm and full of qi and blood. It doesn't seem like there is some hidden disease? What's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)