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

Chapter 62 Huh?Why is there an extra Huijing?

Ye Wuxin took two steps back unhurriedly, clasping his hands together.

"Amitabha, this benefactor doesn't know something. The monk's descent this time is not because of his superb martial arts, but because he has reached the realm of traveling down the mountain."

"It's just that recently the monastery has sent disciples to deliver letters everywhere, and there is not enough manpower, so I let the little monk go down the mountain to make up the numbers."

"The little monk originally had ten hero posts on him, but my teacher told me to go back to the mountain after delivering these ten posts, and I must not use force with others."

"Four cards have been sent out now, and I have six more. Seeing that the benefactor has great martial arts, please accept this hero card."

Feng Bo evil didn't care about it, and came to Ye Wuxin again, not caring about his words at all.

"We haven't fought each other before. How do you know if I'm a hero or a bear? First, I'll do a few tricks. I can beat you before I have the face to accept this post."

Having said that, Feng Bo'e stepped forward two more steps, and hit Ye Wuxin's face with his left fist, but he turned slightly to avoid it.

"Amitabha, it's better for the benefactor to stop, the monk will not fight with the benefactor."

If he made a move, wouldn't Ding Chunqiu at the side see through it?I advise you not to be ignorant of good and bad.

When Deng Baichuan heard Ye Wuxin mention the word "hero post", he was quite concerned, and hurriedly shouted at Feng Boxie.

"Fourth brother, stop. Look at what is written on the hero post in the little master's hand?"

Walking quickly to Ye Wuxin's side, Deng Baichuan took the greeting card and slowly saw the contents clearly.

"Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, put his palms together to invite the heroes of the world to come to Shaolin Temple in Songshan on the ninth day of the ninth month of the Double Ninth Festival to rejoice, make good friends, and see Gusu Murong's demeanor of 'using the way of the other, and giving back to the other'."

After the burly man finished reading, he immediately exclaimed, handed the post to Gongyegan who was beside him, and looked at Ye Wuxin solemnly.

"Shaolin Temple convened the Hero Conference, so it was to trouble Gusu Murong"

When Feng Bo'e heard this, his expression immediately became solemn, and he put on a posture towards Ye Wuxin in front of him, as if he was about to make a move.

"Just right, just right! My name is a gust of wind and waves, and I am Gusu Murong's subordinate. If the Shaolin faction wants to make things difficult for Gusu Murong, there is no need to hold a hero meeting. I am here to learn the skills of the masters of the Shaolin faction."

Quietly exiting the gazebo, Ye Wuxin joined the eleven ceremony.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the benefactor of the wind. The little monk master once said that our temple respectfully invites the benefactor Gusu Murong to come to our temple, and it is definitely to trouble Gusu Murong."

"It's just that there have been rumors in the world recently that many heroes in the martial arts world were killed by Gusu Murong's miraculous skill of 'using the way of the other, and giving it back to the other'."

"The younger monk's uncle, Master Xuan Bei, passed away in Shenjie Temple in Dali. I don't know if it has anything to do with the Murong family in Gusu. My sect is full of doubts from the abbot master down."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuxin's words were interrupted by the storm on the opposite side, causing him to frown.

"This matter has nothing to do with us, Gusu Murong. I think you won't believe me when I say that."

"That's all right, let's play a match today and decide whether to win or lose."

"When the Double Ninth Festival is on the ninth day of September, Feng will come to Shaolin Temple in person to start a fight from the younger generation. No matter how many people there are or how small, Feng will fight together."

"It's just that with Feng's strength, he can only do seventeen or eight rounds at most, and he will probably be covered in bruises and unable to move. If he wants to fight the old abbot Xuanci, he will definitely not have that kind of blessing. It's a pity, a pity!"

Ye Wuxin maintained a calm face, feeling helpless in his heart, he really didn't want to use force in front of Ding Chunqiu, but someone came to beat him with a stick, really
Besides, you are worthy of fighting my father with your little means?Daydreaming.

"Wait a minute, fourth brother, let's talk clearly before doing anything. The person is here, so don't worry about running away."

Bao Budong on the side opened his mouth quickly, with a stern attitude.

"No, no! It's a big deal if you understand the words, fourth brother, hurry up!"

The burly man Deng Baichuan ignored him, walked up to Ye Wuxin and bowed solemnly.

"Deng Baichuan, this is my second younger brother Gongyegan, this is my third younger brother Bao different, we are both under the command of Mr. Gusu Murong."

During the conversation, Deng Baichuan pointed out the identities of several people.

Ye Wuxin joined the eleven rituals.

"Sponsor Deng, Donor Gongye, Donor Bao"

Bao Bu Bu waved his hands again and again.

"No! Although my surname is Bao, I have never given charity to monks and nuns in my life, so I must not be called Bao benefactor."

A black line faintly appeared on Ye Wuxin's forehead. If he hadn't been able to practice meditation well enough, he would have beaten him up by now.

"So that's how it is. That little monk will call you Master Bao."

Not paying attention to this nonsense, Deng Baichuan said.

"Little master Xu Zhu, we accepted this hero post on behalf of my son. I heard that my son visited your temple a few months ago, has he not been here?"

Ye Wuxin shook his head slowly.

"Murong Benefactor has never been here. Master Abbot has been looking forward to Mr. Murong's visit day and night, but he has never been seen."

"Our temple has sent people to visit your residence twice, but I heard that the old benefactor Murong has returned to the west, and the young benefactor has gone out."

"This time, Master Abbot invited the head of the Bodhidharma Academy to send a letter to the Zunfu. I was afraid that the benefactor Murong was still not at home, so he had to spread invitations for heroes in the Jianghu. If there is any impoliteness, please explain to Mr. Murong on behalf of the four."

Ye Wuxin gave a deep salute, which made Feng Bo, who was about to make a move, snort evilly.

"Murong benefactor came to our temple, the master abbot will personally apologize."

"Little master, you are welcome. There is still more than half a year left for the meeting. At that time, my young master will come to your temple to meet the master abbot."

Deng Baichuan said solemnly, with a trace of seriousness in his expression.

Seeing the polite conversation between the two, Feng Boxie immediately lost interest in Ye Wuxin, and turned his head to look at Ding Chunqiu and the others.

Seeing a group of disciples of the Xingxiu Sect holding weapons, they are obviously members of the martial arts world, and they should be able to find a few opponents from these people to fight.

Looking at it for a long time, he saw Ding Chunqiu's childlike face and hefa, with a fairy demeanor and a bone of bones, he looked like an out-of-world expert, he faintly felt admiration in his heart, but he didn't dare to rush forward to challenge him.

He clasped his fists and saluted him.

"This old man invited me, may I ask Gao's name?"

Ding Chunqiu shook the feather fan in his hand, and replied with a smile.

"My surname is Ding."

At this moment, Ye Wuxin looked back and her pupils shrank unconsciously.

I saw XuanNan and XuanTong coming slowly, two monks behind were carrying a stretcher, and a short and fat monk was lying there with a dull expression, still muttering something.

Damn, just after going out for a while, how come there is an extra Huijing?
"Uncle Master, your old man is here too."

Ye Wuxin saluted slowly, the old monk on the right nodded slightly, walked forward, and said to Deng Baichuan and other Murong retainers.

"Amitabha, old Na Xuannan, this is my junior brother Xuantong, I am honored to meet the four great sages in Gusu Murong Village."

Deng Baichuan and the others had heard Xuannan's name for a long time, seeing his wrinkled face and bright eyes, they immediately returned the courtesy, not daring to lose the slightest courtesy.

While the two sides were talking, Hui Jing who was lying on the stretcher looked at Ye Wuxin viciously and shouted loudly.

"Give me back my ice silkworm! You thief! Give me back my millennium ice silkworm!"

(End of this chapter)