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

Chapter 16 Confessing the Aftermath
"The death of Ma Dayuan, the deputy head of the Beggar Gang, is also inseparably related to him."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, Xuan Ku suddenly spoke.

"Feng'er has been upright since he was a child, and the death of the vice-leader of the Beggar Clan has absolutely nothing to do with him."

Seeing Xuanku's resolute tone, the man in black sneered twice.

"Hmph, if you're not of my race, your heart must be different. If he says it's not, isn't it?"

The atmosphere fell into silence, only the sizzle of the dim candlelight and the dripping of wax oil.

"Let's expose it. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. The debt 30 years ago should be repaid by us, Amitabha."

Xuanci knocked on the wooden fish with his hand, with an expression of determination to die.

Xuan Ku had a miserable expression on his face, and he kept chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

"No need to be like this. No matter what, we will never confess you. We can't blame you for what happened back then."

The man in black sighed faintly, his body flickered, and he disappeared into the main hall.

Xuanci was silent for a while, looking at Xuanku, his tone was full of calm.

"It won't be long before the child will come to the door, Junior Brother, there is no need to keep it a secret."

Xuan Ku gave a slight salute, and staggered towards the outside of the Daxiong Palace, his usually tough back looked very old at this moment.

There was silence in the empty hall, Xuanci closed his eyes, and the scene of the Yanmen Pass in the chaotic rocky valley reappeared in front of him again.

Memories flashed through his mind scene by scene like a fleeting glance.

Only when the image of the dignified, gentle and beautiful woman and the child kneeling in front of the Buddha with ring scars appeared before him did Xuan Ci put down the gavel in his hand.

If he just died like this, what will Xu Zhu do?If he and Xu Zhu openly recognized each other, what would happen to Shaolin Temple's reputation for thousands of years?
The big mistake made at that time was about to come to the door, and the child who had not been reunited for a long time and himself did not enjoy the so-called family happiness.

After thinking for a long time, Xuanci sighed slightly, for the sake of his own son, he, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, would inevitably have to be selfish once.

The next night, in front of the Daxiong Palace,
Seeing Xu Zhu standing in front of him respectfully, Xuanci slightly waved to him, signaling him to sit opposite to him.

"Good boy, sit down and raise your palms flat."

Although Ye Wuxin didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Xuanci's gourd, she sat obediently across from him and raised her palms horizontally.

"Use Shaolin's inner strength, and test your inner strength and mentality for your father."

Hearing this, Ye Wuxin quickly used Shaolin mentality to mobilize the internal force that had been in her body for nearly 20 years to resist Xuanci's internal force.

A moment later, a strong internal force came out from the palm of his hand, and his internal force was killed and defeated after only supporting half a stick of incense.

"Okay, very good! The inner strength is pure and vigorous, and it is quite inappropriate for the younger generation to have this kind of cultivation."

Xuanci's wrinkled old face showed a satisfied smile, as if he got an answer that satisfied him very much.

After nodding in satisfaction, Xuan Ci slowly took out a few cheat books from his bosom.

"Father was worried about your lack of internal strength before, and it would be too reckless to practice other 72 stunts hastily, but now there is no need to worry about it."

"You put away these three secret books, just familiarize yourself with them on weekdays, don't be too greedy to chew, and swallow these amazing skills in your stomach."

During the conversation, the three Shaolin 72 stunts were put into Ye Wuxin's hands, which made him freeze in place.

Even if Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin, it is quite difficult to obtain 72 unique skills, so what is the intention of giving him three skills at once?
After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wuxin asked in a low voice.

"Father, my child sees that your face is a bit strange, what happened?"

Xuanci sighed quietly, and said in a kind tone.

"Son, remember, if one day your father dies at the hands of others, don't avenge your father. This is my own fault."

Injustice?Apart from his illegitimate son, the only thing that can be called a crime is the accident between Ye Erniang and Yanmenguan.
Realizing something, Ye Wuxin hurriedly said.

"Father has lived a long life, and his body is still strong. I am blessed by God, and nothing will happen to my father."

Xuanci shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Every cause bears fruit, even if my Buddha is merciful, it can't protect me, a sinner."

"Good boy, go back and practice well. If there is nothing you can do, then leave Shaolin Temple and return to vulgarity. It's getting late, go back and rest, don't catch a cold."

After a long silence, Ye Wuxin left slowly.

Xuanci's actions meant to explain the future, these Shaolin Temple 72 unique skills are probably the result of his worrying about his own safety and expending a lot of effort.

This pure fatherly love is admirable, but Xuanci really didn't need to explain his funeral so early, unless he received some news.

information?

Thinking of this, Ye Wuxin frowned.The news that would allow Xuanci to confess his funeral would not be the matter of Qiao Feng formally abandoning the leader of the Beggar Sect.

Thinking about it carefully, the possibility of this matter is indeed very high, and the time is about the same.

If Qiao Feng really gave up his identity as the leader of the beggar gang, it means that he is not a Han Chinese but a Khitan.
Suddenly realizing something, Ye Wuxin's face changed,
It's broken, Xuan Ku is going to be cold, Xiao Yuanshan will probably take action himself!

As soon as Xuanku cools down, Qiao Feng will go straight to Shaolin Temple at night, and when the two sides start fighting, A'Zhu, who is disguised as a monk, will be implicated.

Xuan Ci's Vajra Palm is not a vegetarian, Ah Zhu who forcibly endured his father's palm is absolutely in danger, and the battle at Juxian Village is inevitable.

Ye Wuxin, who returned to the bedroom, frowned, and kept thinking of ways to break the deadlock.

"Xuan Ku is hopeless, Xiao Yuanshan's strength is also among the best among Tianlong, and my small body alone will definitely not be able to stop him." '

'Prevent Qiao Feng from fighting the three Shaolin monks?This one is also a bit difficult, you can't beat even one, let alone four. '

'Think of a way to save Ah Zhu's life?This is somewhat possible, but the only trouble is that the King Kong's palm strength is a bit difficult to resolve, unless there is an extremely precious life-saving elixir. '

Thinking of the life-saving elixir, Ye Wuxin narrowed his eyes.

'There should be something like this in the Yaowang Courtyard in Shaolin Temple, or it's a systematic lottery. If you're lucky, a bottle may come out. '

'The life-preserving pills in Shaolin Temple belong to the Great Returning Pill and the Small Returning Pill, and there are as many life-saving pills in the system as there are stars, and it is quite difficult to get them. '

Needless to say, the system, the lottery has always been a trap, and it is even more difficult to designate a life-saving elixir.

The Yaowang Academy has always not allowed ordinary disciples to approach, and it is even more impossible for him, a junior of the lower generation, to get close.

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