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

Chapter 27 I don’t know either

When the sky was getting brighter, Ye Wuxin hurriedly returned to the Shaolin Temple, changed his robes, and blended in among the monks as if nothing had happened.

When he heard those young monks discussing in a low voice about yesterday's mysterious master and the lost scriptures of Bodhidharma Academy, Ye Wuxin's eyes twitched and she wished she could slap herself twice.

'I always feel like I've forgotten something. It turns out I forgot to bring back the Yi Jin Jing. Damn it!'

With a deep sigh, a group of juniors started to do today's chores.

The figures of the Hui generation warrior monks who used to follow around were also reduced a lot. Most of them went down the mountain to search for traces of Qiao Feng.

There is no way, that is the Yi Jin Jing, one of the most important internal skills and mental methods of Shaolin Temple. It is a secret left behind by Patriarch Bodhidharma when he traveled eastward to the Central Plains.

In the current Shaolin Temple, there are not even a handful of people who have learned the Yi Jin Jing, and there is probably only one sweeping monk.

Poor Qiao Feng took the blame again, making Ye Wuxin lament the twists and turns of fate.

At this moment, as a row of data appeared, he frowned and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The incident of breaking into Buddhism caused the Shaolin Temple to lose a lot of face in the world. In order to beware of those young people who feel good about themselves, many monks of the Hui generation are extremely busy.

"Senior brother, let me go down the mountain and look for traces of Qiao Feng!"

In the main hall, Xuanci silently recited scriptures with a calm demeanor.

That night, the vigilance in the Shaolin Temple was visibly intensified. Even Ye Wuxin gave up her plan to visit Xuanci late at night.

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Xu Qing, on the other hand, was innocent. Just because she stopped A'Zhu once outside the Shaolin Temple, she disguised herself as Xu Qing and stole the Yi Jin Jing.

The reputation that his Shaolin Temple had accumulated in the world also received a certain blow at this time.

"The current matter should be to find the Yi Jin Jing as soon as possible. It would be fine if Qiao Feng was allowed to practice to the point of going crazy, but if it spreads to the world, what kind of bloodshed would be caused if it is not kept intact."

No matter what, the news that someone dared to break into the empty door of Shaolin Temple has been completely spread and has become a certainty.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he reluctantly chose to pay.

Seeing that a few people were arguing again, a nearby monk separated the two groups and whispered advice.

'The elementary lottery is no longer enough. Apart from the weird and weird things, there are not many useful ones. The key is to focus on the intermediate lottery and the advanced lottery.'

The few old monks who were in charge of guarding the Yaowang Court yesterday lowered their heads silently. This incident was beyond their imagination. Who would have thought that the martial arts master of Liang Shang was so frightening that he did not have the dignity of a martial arts master at all.

'The mission has been completed, and the future has changed to a certain extent. I wonder how big this change will be?'

At a glance, Ye Wuxin knew why this was happening.

"Amitabha, last night Qiao Feng entered the temple first, killed Xuan Ku, then entered the Bodhidharma courtyard, kidnapped the monks in the temple, and stole the only copy of the Yi Jin Jing that Patriarch Bodhidharma had left in the temple for nearly a thousand years."

Seeing that no one had agreed for a long time, Xuan Sheng and the other six people who had been guarding Yaowangyuan last night stood up together.

"I can't blame a few of my junior brothers for what happened at Yaowangyuan. That man can fight one against six without falling behind. His martial arts are so powerful that they are rarely seen in this world. Even if we go there, we can't do anything."

After pondering for a moment, Ye Wuxin asked.

"System, how useful is that mission that changes the trajectory of the world?"

"In addition, there is another mysterious figure who secretly sneaked into Yaowangyuan and stole the Great Return Pill, a precious medicine that Shaolin Temple has accumulated over the past century. His strength is far beyond that of us."

A group of old monks of the Xuan generation were deeply impressed by how well-informed those people in the world were.

With a change of mind, a trace of consciousness entered the system space.

"Although the Yi Jin Jing is the only copy left in the temple by Bodhidharma, the founder of our sect, the text written in it is in Sanskrit. Even if Qiao Feng wants to force it, he can't do anything."

As soon as the words came out, all the Xuan generation warrior monks looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The door of the hall was closed tightly, and all the eminent monks of the Xuan generation looked solemn and silent. Only one person's chanting of sutras echoed in the hall.

Ye Wuxin turned his eyes and focused on the remaining emotional points and lottery opportunities, subconsciously thinking about how to maximize the benefits.

Late at night, the clouds were gathering.

Looking around, all the brothers and sisters were asleep.

'What a resemblance to Amitabha.'

'However, this is not the purpose of coming here this time.'

After a long time, Xuanci put his hands together and spoke slowly.

Xuannan offered words of comfort, but all the old monks remained silent.

"I wonder which junior brother is worthy of the important task of going down the mountain to capture Qiao Feng and escort him back to the Shaolin Temple to find the only copy of the founder of the temple?"

Even Xu Zhu's teacher Hui Lun, who had little martial arts skills, was pulled out for patrolling.

First he had a fight with the monks of the Xuan Dynasty, then he traveled for more than fifty miles overnight, and in the early morning he did a whole morning of chores. The landlord's cattle were not as tired as he was now.

After last night, there were rumors in the world that there was no one in their Shaolin Temple and even Qiao Feng could come and go freely in the temple.

While thinking about it, the chores in hand have almost been taken care of.

After a while, a row of familiar data appeared in front of him.

After the monks dispersed, Xuanci stared blankly at the Buddha statue in front of him, but in his mind he recalled the Khitan warrior from thirty years ago.

Xuanji, the leader of Nagarjuna, spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his hoarse voice.

Xuanci remained silent. The temple lost manpower one after another, including two first-class masters. At this moment, six monks of the Xuan generation were sent to capture Qiao Feng.

"Oh, let's put this matter aside. Let's put an end to the matter of the Yi Jin Jing being lost."

Xuanci nodded slightly and asked solemnly.

When Ye Wuxin was preparing to have breakfast, several monks in front of him argued loudly about something, with many hints of complaint in their tone.

The sky is huge and the earth is big, and the biggest thing is eating. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't stop him from eating.

He moved forward and found that it was Xu Qing who had been in the same group before, and the young monk he was arguing with was Xu Zhan and others who were quite close in martial arts among his peers.

Xu Zhan and others were not responsible for guarding, causing the Shaolin Temple to lose precious classics. Although they were not responsible, they were still severely punished by their master.

Everyone knows that Qiao Feng's martial arts skills are so strong that almost everyone among the Xuan generation in Shaolin Temple is his opponent in one-on-one combat.

As soon as the words came out, many eminent monks of the Xuan generation turned pale, obviously very angry.

If you want to capture him back to the Shaolin Temple, at least three brothers will have to work together to have any hope. This is just a hope and cannot guarantee the success rate.

Ye Wuxin shook his head and turned towards the dining room.

After a while, the system gave its answer.

【I don't know either.】

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(End of chapter)