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

Chapter 90 Good Nephew, Good Brother

Su Xinghe sighed slightly.

"Since it's the root cause of the disease when I was young, it's hard for me to cure it as a brother. If I practice my martial arts to the advanced level, maybe I can cure it, but I'm not sure."

Ye Wuxin nodded slightly, subconsciously thinking about the risks and benefits of using the Transformation Dafa.

Seeing Ye Wuxin pondering, Su Xinghe who was standing in front of him suddenly spoke.

"Junior Brother, you are now the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, sooner or later you will leave Shaolin Temple and take charge of the sect."

"In Brother Yu's opinion, it's better to find a time to return to Shaolin Temple and return to vulgarity."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuxin, who was originally pale, turned pale again, and bright red bloodshots emerged from his eyes.

"This matter. Brother, I have my own plans for this matter. Brother, there is no need to say more."

Seeing this, the Eight Friends of Hangu who got up at the side, the boss Kang Guangling said suddenly.

"Uncle, forgive my nephew for talking too much, our Freedom Sect is neither Buddha nor Taoist, and walks alone, how carefree is that?"

"You are the head of our sect, and no one in the world can control your uncle. You should take off your cassock early, put on your hair, and marry her seventeen or eight girls as wives and concubines. Does he care if he is from Buddhism or not?"

Forcibly suppressing his emotions with Ming Yu Gong, Ye Wuxin looked at Kang Guangling angrily and amusedly.

What a 'good nephew'!He will pick critical moments to make up the knife, which is indeed a model of repaying kindness with revenge.

Shi Qinglu, a young woman planting flowers, turned her head silently as if she had glanced at Kang Guangling, ignoring this unworldly elder brother.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe nodded slowly, and did not object.

The master of Xiaoyao Sect, although the inheritance is not as long as Shaolin, but his own footsteps are also extremely mysterious, and he is not in vain of Shaolin Temple.

However, this matter still depends on the little junior brother himself, after all, he is the new head of the Xiaoyao Sect.but.
"Senior brother, all the nephews, don't say any more, the little monk has his own calculations in his heart."

Seeing Ye Wuxin's resolute expression, Su Xinghe had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, waiting for him to figure it out, leave Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, and shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the leader of a faction.

"Brother, bury Master and his old man as soon as possible, and then leave this place, lest Ding Chunqiu come back again."

"The same is true for all the nephews. After you arrange your relatives, you will hide with your senior brother. After I fulfill my master's last wish, I will kill this beast myself."

Su Xinghe nodded in response.

"Junior brother is right, big guy, pack up your belongings and go down the mountain together."

More than 20 dumb men hurriedly followed behind Su Xinghe, packed up their belongings, and prepared to leave Leigu Mountain and find a place to live in seclusion temporarily.

The tree attracts the wind, Ding Chunqiu was only scared away by Ye Wuxin and Su Xinghe's teamwork, and Ye Wuxin's trick of stealing flowers and jade broke his poisonous plan.

If Ding Chunqiu came to the door again when Ye Wuxin left, things would be difficult to deal with.

Inside the dim wooden house, Ye Wuxin respectfully carried Wu Yazi's body behind his back, and walked outside the wooden house.

"Uncle, the water you asked for is here."

Hangu Bayou carried a few large water tanks and placed them in front of Ye Wuxin, feeling very surprised at this little uncle's request.

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you, that's fine."

Ye Wuxin sucked it with his empty palm, and jets of water rose from the water tank, surrounding Wu Yazi's body.

With a wave of Mingyu Gong's cold air, the water flow slowly turned into a crystal clear ice coffin, and the corpse was put into it.

Seeing this, the Eight Friends of Hangu were startled, and kept saying it was inconceivable.

The kung fu of turning water into ice is not uncommon, but the kung fu of making water flow as obedient as fingers and freezing ice in the void is not something ordinary people can do.

Originally, they thought that the young uncle who was newly recruited by the patriarch was intelligent, but his strength was negligible. They didn't expect such a strong skill, which really opened their eyes.

After the ice coffin was formed, Ye Wuxin kowtowed slowly a few times to show respect.

"Alright, the body of the Patriarch is here. After everyone pays homage, take this ice coffin and go down the mountain. Brother Xinghe is here, so you don't have to worry about the decay of the body."

After the Eight Friends of Hangu saluted and kowtowed, a group of dumb disciples also came forward to perform the salute of the master, Su Xinghe saw the corpse in the ice coffin, he couldn't help feeling sad from his heart.

After paying homage, Su Xinghe asked Ye Wuxin.

"Junior brother, what are your plans for the future?"

"Don't dare to lie to Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I plan to follow this portrait to find the hidden place where Master lived in the past, and then go to the woman in this painting for advice on martial arts."

Su Xinghe was silent for a moment, hesitantly asked.

"Young brother is right, but the girl surnamed Wang?"

Ye Wuxin shook his head slowly, with a helpless tone.

"Senior brother, you're thinking the wrong way. Miss Wang is only eighteen or nineteen years old. How could she have asked Master to draw it decades ago?"

"According to my junior brother, it's probably an old senior who looks similar to that Miss Wang, and he has a lot to do with Master."

Su Xinghe nodded slightly.

"Junior brother's words are right, but I was thinking wrong for brother. Since brother has a plan in mind, then brother will take a group of disciples to go first."

Ye Wuxin nodded slowly, and suddenly remembered something.

"Senior brother lives in seclusion with a group of disciples. I don't know where I can find my senior brother's hiding place?"

"This is simple. As a brother, I will bring a group of disciples back to Hangu, and live in seclusion there after burying Master."

Su Xinghe handed something like a firecracker to Ye Wuxin, and solemnly instructed.

"If you encounter a strong enemy, you must not act recklessly. This firework belongs to our sect. After lighting the firework near Hangu, my nephew will take you into the valley."

After holding the fireworks, Ye Wuxin nodded solemnly.

"Thank you for your concern, senior brother. I will take a step ahead. When I come back, I will definitely bring Ding Chunqiu to the master's grave to worship."

"Senior brother, be more careful, senior brother, I will pin all my hopes on you."

Ye Wuxin laughed out loud.

"Senior brother, don't worry. After I return from my studies, I will definitely remove him from the Xingxiu School from now on. Farewell."

With a figure like a wild goose flying through the sky, Ye Wuxin's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

After Ye Wuxin walked away, Su Xinghe rolled his eyes and gave instructions to his disciples.

"Go, big guy, let's go back to Hangu."

After Xue Muhua waited for the master to finish speaking, he asked with a hesitant expression.

"Master, I see that the little uncle still has some memories of Shaolin, what if he takes the opportunity to go back to Shaolin Temple?"

With a smile on his face, Su Xinghe said slowly.

"Don't worry, when we arrive in Hangu, I will immediately write a book for my master, send it to Shaolin Temple, and tell the abbot of Shaolin that my younger brother has married a wife and returned to secular life, and he will never be a monk again."

When the eight friends of Hangu heard the master's plan, they looked at each other and looked at each other.

Su Xinghe stroked his beard and smiled lowly.

"My junior brother is the head of Xiaoyao, there is no reason to be someone's disciple, let's go."

A group of people set off slowly and walked in the direction of Hangu.

(End of this chapter)