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

Chapter 90 Good nephew, good senior brother

Su Xinghe sighed slightly.

"Since it is the root cause of the disease in childhood, it is difficult for me to cure it as a brother. If I practice my martial arts to a high level, I may be able to cure it, but I don't know for sure."

Ye Wuxin nodded slightly, subconsciously thinking about the risks and rewards of using the transformation method.

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

"Junior brother, as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, you will sooner or later leave the Shaolin Temple and take charge of the sect."

"According to Brother Yu's opinion, it is better to find a time to return to Shaolin Temple and return to secular life."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuxin, who was originally pale, turned a little whiter, and bright red bloodshot eyes appeared in her eyes.

"This matter. Junior brother, I have my own plan for this matter. Senior brother, there is no need to say more."

Seeing this, the eight friends of Hangu stood up at the side, and the boss Kang Guangling suddenly said.

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

"Don't worry, when we get to Hangu, my master will immediately compile a letter and send it to the Shaolin Temple, telling the abbot of Shaolin that my younger brother has married and returned to secular life, and will no longer be a monk."

More than twenty mute men quickly followed Su Xinghe, packing up all their belongings and preparing to leave Leigu Mountain and find a place to live in seclusion temporarily.

"I don't dare to deceive my senior brother. Junior brother, I plan to look at this portrait to find the master's former retreat, and then go find the woman in the painting to teach me martial arts."

In the dim wooden house, Ye Wuxin respectfully carried Wu Yazi's body behind him and walked outside the wooden house.

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

Originally, they thought that the patriarch's new junior uncle was intelligent and intelligent, but his strength was negligible. They did not expect that his skills were so strong, which was an eye-opener for them.

Su Xinghe was silent for a moment and then asked hesitantly.

The ability to turn water into ice is not unusual, but the ability to make water flow as obedient as arms and fingers, and to freeze ice in the void, is not something that ordinary people can do.

Shi Qinglu, a young flower-growing woman, glanced at Kang Guangling and turned her head silently, ignoring this unworldly elder brother.

"According to junior brother's opinion, he is probably an old senior who looks similar to Miss Wang, and he is also closely related to the master."

Ye Wuxin sucked in his empty palm, and water columns rose up from the water tank, surrounding Wu Yazi's body.

Ye Wuxin slowly shook his head, his tone helpless.

"It's simple. As a brother, I will take a group of disciples back to Hangu, bury the master, and then live in seclusion there."

Ye Wuxin nodded slowly and suddenly remembered something.

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

Xue Muhua asked hesitantly after his master finished speaking.

The tree was big and attracted the wind, so Ding Chunqiu was frightened away by Ye Wuxin and Su Xinghe's joint efforts. In addition, Ye Wuxin's hand-moving flowers and jade defeated his poisonous plan.

After the eight friends of Hangu saluted and kowtowed, a group of mute disciples also came forward to perform the master's ceremony. When Su Xinghe saw the body in the ice coffin, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Senior brother, don't worry. When I return from my studies, I will make sure that the Xingxiu Sect is removed from the world from now on. Farewell."

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

"Senior brother is living in seclusion with a group of disciples. I wonder, junior brother, where can I find the place where senior brother lives in seclusion?"

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

"Young junior brother, what you said makes sense, but I thought wrongly. Since junior brother has a plan in mind, I will take the first step with a group of disciples."

After holding the fireworks, Ye Wuxin nodded solemnly.

The eight friends of Hangu carried several large water jars and placed them in front of Ye Wuxin. They were very surprised by this young master's request.

Ming Yu Gong waved his cold air, and the water flow slowly turned into a crystal clear ice coffin, and the body was placed inside it.

Su Xinghe handed something like a firecracker to Ye Wuxin and gave a serious warning.

However, this matter still depends on the younger brother's own wishes. After all, he is the new leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. But...

"Senior brother, fellow apprentices, please don't say any more. The young monk has his own concerns."

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

Forcibly suppressing his emotions with Mingyu Kung, Ye Wuxin looked at Kang Guangling angrily and amusedly.

After paying homage, Su Xinghe asked Ye Wuxin.

If Ding Chunqiu comes to visit again when Ye Wuxin leaves, things will be difficult to deal with.

"Okay, the ancestor's body is here. After everyone has finished paying tribute, go down the mountain with this ice coffin. With Senior Brother Xinghe here, you don't have to worry about the body rotting."

"Thank you for your concern, senior brother. Junior brother, I will go ahead. When I come back, I will take Ding Chunqiu to my master's grave to worship."

"Uncle Master, forgive my nephew for talking too much. Our Xiaoyao sect is neither a Buddha nor a Taoist. We go around alone. How happy and carefree are we?"

Seeing Ye Wuxin's resolute look, Su Xinghe had no choice but to shut up and wait for him to figure it out on his own, leave the Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, and shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the leader of the sect.

"Junior brother is right, but what about the girl named Wang?"

When the eight friends of Hangu saw this, they looked shocked and exclaimed in disbelief.

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

"Come on, everyone, let's go back to Hangu."

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

Ye Wuxin laughed.

What a 'good nephew'! He knows how to pick last hits at critical moments. He is truly a model of repaying kindness with hatred.

The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, although his heritage is not as long-standing as that of Shaolin, his own body and soul are also extremely mysterious, and he is worthy of the Shaolin Temple.

"You are the leader of our sect, and no one in the world can control my uncle. You should take off your cassock as soon as possible, grow your hair, and marry her seventeen or eight girls. Who cares whether he is a Buddhist or not?"

"Senior brother, you are thinking wrongly. That Miss Wang is only eighteen or nineteen years old. How could she have been painted by Master decades ago?"

Su Xinghe nodded in response.

"Master, I see that my uncle still misses Shaolin. What should I do if he takes the opportunity to return to Shaolin Temple?"

"Similarly, all of you nephews will hide with your senior brother after settling your relatives. After I fulfill my master's last wish, I will personally kill this beast."

"Junior brother, I wonder what your plans are next?"

"If you encounter a strong enemy, you must not act recklessly. This firework is ours. After you light the fireworks near Han Valley, my nephew will take you into the valley."

"Junior brother, please be more careful. I will place all my hopes on you, senior brother."

Su Xinghe said slowly with a smile on his face.

Su Xinghe nodded slightly.

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

Su Xinghe stroked his beard and smiled.

"My junior brother is the master of Xiaoyao. There is no reason to treat others as disciples. Let's set off."

The group of people set off slowly and walked towards Hangu.

(End of chapter)