The Era of National Martial Arts in the City

Without seeing him move, a futon immediately appeared in front of Zhuge Xiaohua. He secretly bowed and was not polite, and after placing Xu Xiaoran on the chair next to him, he sat cross-kneeled on the futon. Just when I wanted to speak…

“Donor, wait first.” Xuanci suddenly spoke.

“I wonder what the master has to advise?” Zhuge Xiaohua hurriedly asked.

Xuanci clasped his hands together: “Amitabha Buddha, how dare the old monk have any advice, just hope that the donor you can calm down, it won’t take long, half an hour is enough.” ”

“What?” Zhuge Xiaohua’s eyes widened suddenly, but it was also inconvenient to attack, and only said coldly: “Master Abbot, I came from far away, you just said such a word?” If I don’t want to help, I will leave here! ”

Saying that, he pulled Xu Xiaoran to prepare to leave.

“Please wait a minute.” Xuanci stopped him.

Zhuge Xiaohua turned his head, glanced sideways at him, and still asked in a cold tone, “What else is the matter with the master?” ”

“Hey, the reason why the poor monk said that sentence just now is just to calm down the benefactor’s heart, not to shirk perfunctory words.”

“Oh? Calm… If the heart calms down, can you save Xu Shaoxia? ”

Xuanci smiled slightly: “The benefactor is upset now, and no matter how much the poor monk says, you won’t believe it.” ”

Zhuge Xiaohua’s heart moved slightly, and then sat down on the futon again, and said in a deep voice: “If the master has something to say, you may as well say it directly!” ”

Xuanci looked at him and did not answer.

After a blaze of incense time, until Zhuge Xiaohua couldn’t bear the expression on her face and was ready to ask questions again, she slowly said again: “The poison in Xu Shaoxia is indeed only solvable by Buddhism. The specific process…”

Said, the process was explained in detail.

After Zhuge Xiaohua listened, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she asked, “It will take at least seven days?” ”

Xuanci replied, “Yes, if he doesn’t wake up after seven days, then after this, the demonic nature in his body will naturally be completely eliminated. And during these seven days, there must be no interference from the outside world. ”

Zhuge Xiaohua was silent, and then clapped his hands and said, “That is, this formation may be at risk of failure?” ”

Xuanci said, “Yes, so before casting the spell, please ask Mr. Zhuge to think clearly.” ”

“What happens if I fail?”

Xuanci’s eyes changed slightly: “If he wakes up halfway, he will inevitably open a killing spree, and the Shaolin Temple will definitely usher in a catastrophe, at that time, my junior brother and I will definitely do our best… Although I say that Shaolin is compassionate, I have to make this decision for the sake of the overall situation! ”

Although he didn’t say it, Zhuge Xiaohua had cleared his meaning, and if necessary, he Shaolin would also make a judgment. Death of one person, and death of a large group of people, anyone who wants to believe will make the second choice.

As if knowing that it was difficult for him to decide, Xuanci did not continue, turned his head, and continued to concentrate on knocking on the wooden fish.

The knock sounded one after another, and Zhuge Xiaohua’s heart also rose and fell with it, did he agree, or did he disagree?

It’s just that he agrees or disagrees, and Xu will return to normal before tonight. At that time, the emperor will swear to blame him, although he is after the founding general, but…

In other words, I still don’t know what is the important thing for the emperor to summon?

Moreover, at the moment, he has no other way, Xuanci’s way of speaking, although it sounds incredible, but…

After about a blaze of incense, Zhuge Xiaohua had already decided on his plan and said, “Abbot Xuanci, I don’t know that master…”

Xuanci stopped knocking and said, “If the benefactor has something to say, you may as well say it directly.” ”

As he spoke, his body turned around again.

“Eh… I don’t know about the sweeping master in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion…”

“Amitabha, that master is in retreat now.” Xuanci quickly continued.

“So that’s so…” Zhuge Xiaohua muttered secretly, and did not doubt his words, and then knelt down on his knees: “Abbot Xuanci, I, Xu Shaoxia, will hand over to you to be old!” ”

Xuanci quickly stretched out his hands to hold it back, and said, “The benefactor is serious, I Shaolin has always been compassionate, this is really my duty, the donor really does not have to be like this.” ”

Zhuge Xiaohua also stood up and handed over his hand: “In this case, then I will thank the master first, I still have important things first, so I will take the first step!” ”

After speaking, he walked to the door, and suddenly remembered something in his mind and asked: “Abbot, what happened to Shaolin recently?” ”

In the battle of Wudang Mountain, Shaolin suffered heavy losses, and one of the five senior monks of the Xuanzi generation had been gone, and the rest were also seriously injured.

This is something that everyone already knows, but Zhuge Xiaohua is more concerned about whether those demon gates will have follow-up means after this? Just like before besieging Wudang Mountain to besiege Shaolin?

Especially after receiving the ruthless message, although it is not clear who that person is, it must have been an attempt on Shaolin.

Xuanci said slowly: “It is a blessing or a curse, if Shaolin deserves such a calamity, it is also a helpless thing.” ”

“Eh… Master Abbot, did you already know that there were strong enemies watching nearby? ”

“Yes, this person’s cultivation is extremely deep, but with him alone, he doesn’t dare to do anything to me Shaolin!”

“One person…” Zhuge Xiaohua said, “If that’s the case, then this matter will be left to the next person.” ”

“No, don’t, that man’s power is above you!” Xuanci immediately shouted.

Zhuge Xiaohua was stunned suddenly, glanced back at him, and said with a smile: “I don’t know who that person is?” ”

Xuanci did not answer, but took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him.

Zhuge Xiaohua hurriedly opened the envelope and unfolded the stationery, and then saw a palm print printed on it.

A blood-red palm print!

“Bloody hand?”

Xuanci said slowly, “Donor, you first look at the contents of the envelope. ”

Zhuge Xiaohua’s gaze turned to the letter paper, and saw that it was written on it——

Master Abbot: In the Lower God General, maybe you are a little unfamiliar with this name, but it doesn’t matter, because I have avenged your Shaolin, this palm print is left by the bloody hand, but my God will never do a loss-making transaction, that Yi Jian Sutra, Ben will come to take it tomorrow, and I hope that Master Abbot will not be embarrassed. Otherwise, Ben wouldn’t mind turning you guys into the same as this bloody hand, hahahahaha!

Seeing the last few words, Zhuge Xiaohu seemed to hear an arrogant laughter, subconsciously wrinkled his eyebrows, and the letter paper was instantly pinched into a ball by it.

“Who is this person, with such a big tone?” Zhuge Xiaohua asked.

Xuanci shook his head and said, “The poor monk is lonely and has never heard of this figure, but what he said is indeed true. That bloody hand…”

Before he finished speaking, a black bag was taken out by him somewhere, about the size of a basketball. Although the color is dark, you can still see the dark red spots on it… Blood!

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