Halfway up the Wuru Peak, on the stone steps of the Shaolin Outer Mountain, the yellow-robed monk who greeted him was Hui'an!

Everything is like yesterday, except for the monk's robe is worn, the face is slightly tired, and there is no change!

"Amitabha, senior brother Huixing, it's been a long time! This time I just sent Master Lu to Shaolin, and I have to go down the mountain to continue the experience. ”

Hui'an looked at Huixing calmly, but when he looked at the ancient temple behind him, there was a trace of fluctuation, he bowed his head respectfully, folded his hands, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Lord Lu?"

Hui Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this, and glanced at the young man in surprise, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he remembered something, and his eyes couldn't help but wander around this person and Wu Ming, who had stopped.

"Lu Ziqing, Yuezhou Shanyin, have seen the master!"

Just as he thought, Lu Ziqing stepped forward and bowed.

What he said was the ancestral land of the Lu family, obviously he had already been there, and officially ascended to the Shaolin Temple in the name of the descendants of the Lu family!

"The donor is polite, please take care of yourself!"

Hui Xing bowed slightly, and stepped aside with Hui An, leaving the space for the two of them.

"Cousin, long time no see!"

Lu Ziqing's demeanor is still the same, but he is a little more calm and mature, and he is more handsome and charming!

It is not difficult to guess that after returning to the ancestral land, there must be another opportunity, and the strength has made great progress!

"Yes, after a farewell of two years, I didn't expect us to meet again in Shaolin Temple!"

Wu Ming's eyes were complicated, and he sighed in his heart.

The fate with Shaolin Temple is finally coming to an end today!

Hundreds of years ago, Lu Guanchao, the ancestor of the Lu family, and the Shaolin holy monk had a period of enlightenment and zazen cause and effect, and the legacy left behind will eventually fall on the descendants of later generations.

Lu Jiuyuan, who once came but didn't take it, didn't know if he was disdainful or unnecessary, and also chose to leave it for future generations.

I don't know how many years have passed!

Shaolin Temple waited for Wu Ming to come, but he also did not complete this cause and effect, after all, he had a great plan.

This opportunity is indeed unimaginable for ordinary people, and even for him, but it is far from enough to get him out of the predicament.

But Lu Guanchao's bloodline descendants are by no means Wu Ming alone, there are also Lu Ziqing's brothers and sisters and other descendants of the Lu family!

"I heard Master Hui'an say, you are in Shaolin Temple, I want to come to see you, it just so happens that the second grandfather has a life, let me come to pay homage to the holy monk Xuanhong, when I go back, you and I are on the same road, and I should also see the second grandfather!"

Lu Ziqing smiled.

"What's there to see?"

Wu Ming's surface was neither salty nor light, and his heart moved slightly.

These two grandfathers are undoubtedly Lu Jiuyuan, and the identity of the Xuanhong holy monk is not difficult to guess, I am afraid that he is the Shaolin holy monk who is arguing with Lu Guanchao with the ancestor of the Lu family.

For no reason, a monk face that he couldn't see clearly, like an old man, like a middle-aged, and like a young man!

It was the monk who put him into the secluded Zen monastery and put out the remnants of chess when he mentioned the poem that day!

rejected the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" sent by the other party to understand cause and effect, and it didn't take long for Lu Ziqing to come, and the sage's methods were really extraordinary!

Obviously, when he stepped on Shaolin, the other party had already anticipated a variety of possibilities and made various arrangements.

Even, when the Lu brothers and sisters returned to their hometowns, the holy monk might have already started to settle the cause and effect!

At this moment, Wu Ming deeply realized that the saint and the heavens are Qi, the upper body is the heart of heaven, and the lower An Li Min, the true meaning of the twelve characters!

Even if he has extraordinary experience and knowledge, and has all kinds of means to lay out, he is too immature to face such an old monster that has existed for an unknown number of years.

The Xuan Saint Ancestor is like this, the unknown Holy Monk is like this, and the Daoye Holy Buddha is also like this, all of them are unfathomable!

"Cousin, don't be resentful, the second grandfather also has a last resort! This time I took you back, firstly, because of family affection, and secondly, I want to compensate you well!"

Lu Ziqing's smile froze, and his face was slightly gloomy.

"What? This is putting me on the same table as my cousin?"

Wu Ming walked closer and looked at Lu Ziqing, who had a more restrained breath, with an indescribable indifference in his expression, "When you go back, don't forget to pick up your cousin, the girl's family, who is away all the year round, after all, it's not good to say!"

"You ......"

Lu Ziqing didn't expect Wu Ming to say such a thing, the look of anger flashed in his eyes, and his chest rose and fell a few times before he suppressed his anger and said, "Zijin is at your place, I don't worry, I will take her back when I come back this time, but the second grandfather ordered me to take you back, and you should also meet his old man." ”

"If I don't go, do you want to force me to go back?"

Wu Ming said with a playful smile.

"Cousin, you must know that the second grandfather does not want to help you, but ......"

Lu Ziqing said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, but you don't have the face to see me!"

Wu Ming's face suddenly sank, and he said coldly.

"You...... I know you have a grudge in your heart, but there are some things that are really not what you imagined, things in the world......"

Lu Ziqing trembled, his eyes showing pain and entanglement.

"It's not what I imagined? What else could it be? Didn't my grandparents die to save me, or did my grandparents die for me? I was trapped in Beijin for five years, but the reason for coming back was to keep filial piety to my mother.

Wu Ming squinted at Lu Ziqing and walked down the mountain indifferently.

If it is said that in order to become holy, you can abandon family affection and blood, and such a holy way is indisputable.

In fact, for Wu Ming, there is not much real resentment, after all, he is Wu Ming from Huaxia, but the remnants of Shenzhou Wu Ming affect him all the time.

Table ......

Lu Ziqing slowly closed his eyes, his raised arm slowly fell, and he felt out a bag, and said with some bitterness, "This is what the second grandfather gave you, saying that it is ......"

"If he knew I wouldn't go, why bother?"

Wu Ming walked away without looking back.

"Hey!"

Lu Ziqing trembled a little and put the bag into his arms without saying a word.

As Wu Ming said, how could Lu Jiuyuan, who had expected his reaction, not know this result?

"Things are people, everything is rest, everything is rest, wow!

In the mountains and forests, there was a long howl full of mockery and faintly desolate, which made Lu Ziqingjun's face difficult to see.

"Amitabha!"

President Hui announced a Buddha name.

From beginning to end, Hui An didn't say a word, just kept looking at the direction of Wu Ming's departure, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master Lu, please follow Senior Brother Huixing into the temple, the poor monk should also go down the mountain!"

Until Wu Ming's figure could no longer be seen, Hui'an urged, and after bowing to the Shaolin Temple's five bodies, he went down the mountain without looking back.

"Junior, thank you master for escorting you all the way!"

Lu Ziqing came back to his senses a little dazed, and finally looked at the bottom of the mountain, and followed Hui up the mountain with a gloomy expression.

"Lu Ziqing, Lu Ziqing, that's all I can help you! Now I, in the eyes of the monks of Shaolin Temple, am tantamount to acting obediently, a stubborn person who can't be created, and I am almost named an evil demon!"

He didn't know that Wu Ming, who was walking at the bottom of the mountain, also had a sad look in his eyes.

Today's Shaolin has a lot of complaints about him, and if he is very close to Lu Ziqing, I am afraid that his trip will also have a lot of twists and turns.

The most important thing is that Wu Ming now has another shelter, and what he has to do next is even more contrary to Shaolin, and it can even be said that he is completely on the opposite side of Shaolin, so he has to prepare in advance!

......

"What? Why didn't you come early and tell me?"

After the first ancestor thought about the cliff, Shenxiu's face was slightly condensed, and the light and light look of the past was gone, replaced by a trace of anger.

"Uncle Xiao, this son behaves obediently, which has already caused the dissatisfaction of the elders in the temple, and it is reasonable to go down the mountain this time, there is no need to work too hard for him!"

Hui Ku saluted respectfully, and then turned a little puzzled.

"Nothing is enough, there is more than failure!"

Rarely, Shenxiu scolded angrily.

Hui Ku's body trembled, and he didn't dare to respond.

Only Shenxiu dares to say so bluntly that the elders in the temple are not, after all, the status is there.

Except for the slight inferiority in cultivation, no matter which point, Shenxiu is not worse than them, and in a few years, those people are probably not qualified to play music in him!

"I know you don't understand, but as long as you think about it, even the master and his old man will not expel Wu Ming, you should know that this matter is by no means as simple as it seems. ”

Shenxiu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice with lingering anger.

"This ...... But the matter has come to this point, is it possible that you still have to fight for a young man who has cultivated his body?"

Hui Ku's face tightened, and he said with a bitter face.

"Confused! When have you ever seen a mere body refining martial artist who is caught in the battle of the Holy Dao, has become a trapped dragon by himself, and is involved in the relics of the true dragon, and is also concerned by several saints?

Shenxiu scolded as if he hated iron and couldn't make steel.

"It is precisely because of this that the elders, and even the first one, do not want to be too deeply involved with it, and want to avoid the whirlpool of the battle of the Holy Dao, which caused this son to leave this temple early!"

Hui Ku still didn't understand a little, if it weren't for his great respect for Shenxiu, he would have refuted it because of the decision of the senior monks of Shaolin Temple.

"The cycle of cause and effect, my Shaolin Temple is contaminated with cause and effect, and it is in the game, no matter what layout is made, it will not change.

What's more, that guy never fights uncertain battles, just thinking about what he did in Song Jing, I always have a sense of unease, as if something big is going to happen!"

Shenxiu frowned, staring at the south, and the rosary in his hand twisted rapidly.

But no matter how you recite the Buddhist scriptures silently, you can't suppress the feeling of horror that has haunted your heart for a long time since she learned that Wu Ming had descended the mountain!

"Uncle Junior, you are too alarmist......

Hui Ku was secretly surprised, but he always felt that he took Wu Ming too seriously.

Crash!

Before he finished speaking, the rosary in Shenxiu's hand suddenly broke, and the Buddha beads and bones were scattered all over the ground, making his handsome face ugly and abnormal.

Knock knock!

Almost at the same time, the magnificent bells shook the void, the clear sky was shaken, and the successive bells revealed indescribable compassion and compassion, which made people feel awe and sadness!

"It's ......"

Hui was shocked inexplicably, as if he had thought of something.

"Amitabha, Master Xuanbei, he has passed away!"

Shenxiu slowly knelt down, solemnly and reverently put down the hut at the bottom of the mountain, knelt down on the ground with five bodies, and chanted constantly.

"What?"

Hui was stunned for a moment, then knelt down obediently, and chanted sadly.