After saying these words, Xuan Ci struggled to stand up and hugged Xuzhu, but unexpectedly, after being seriously injured, it was difficult for his true qi to condense, and he didn't stand up at this stand. Seeing this, Xuzhu hurriedly helped Xuan Ci to stand up. Xuan Ci said slowly: "Xuzhu, I was your biological father, your mother, originally called Ye Erniang, alas, but unfortunately I am a little timid in this matter after all, teach your mother and son not to be members, sins, sins...... The joy of humanity is bliss, but I can't see through it......"

Xu Zhu hesitated in his heart, the news came too fast and too fiercely, and he didn't know whether to call him "Daddy" or "Abbot" at this time.

Xuan Ci stretched out his hand, grabbed Xuzhu's wrist, and said: "For more than 20 years, I have been thinking about you and Erniang's mother and son day and night, knowing that I have violated the great precepts, but I dare not repent to the monks, but today I can finally be liberated in one fell swoop, and I will never worry about fear and feel at ease." He said: "Life is in the world, there is desire and love, troubles and sufferings, liberation is happiness!" After saying that, Xuanci looked at Xuzhu again, and said slowly: "Lao Gu has returned to the west, now the situation is urgent, Xuzhu, you will take over my abbot's position, go to Fuling County, and find your uncle Chen Xiao to protect you." ”

Then he slowly closed his eyes, smiled and smiled, and said slowly: "Xuzhu, remember the words of your father." Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, as it is. Then there was no sound.

Xuzhu shouted: "Daddy, Uncle Abbot!" You...... You ......" hugged Xuan Ci tightly, Xu Zhu hurriedly clicked on the acupoints around his wound, and transported it into his body with his true qi, hurrying to save his father.

This time, however, Zen Buddhism faced an unprecedented crisis. In the face of such a situation, Xuan Ci had already had the will to die, and then in the face of the persecution of Youboluo, he saved the disciples in the temple, and did not resist with Youboluo. Under several pressures, he was seriously injured and died.

At this time, Xuzhu had just learned who his biological father was, and the result was no longer imaginable, and the grief in his heart was gone. It's hard to put into words. He hugged the corpse of Master Xuanci and wept bitterly. Just as he was about to get up, he heard Youboluo's voice from the gate: "This old monk seems to have sparse and ordinary martial arts, but after beating me like that, he really died." It's hard for me to come here in person. It seems that you are the martial arts of Middle-earth Buddhism. It's just Erle. ”

But it turned out that Youbo Luo had seriously injured Abbot Xuanci with one palm before, in his heart. I always thought that even if this old monk was weak, he wouldn't be too weak, but he didn't know that he couldn't stand his own tricks and a half. He thought that Xuan Ci was deceitful, so he retreated in a hurry, but when he went to other places in the temple, he saw that although some monks were all warrior monks, their martial arts were really average. The entourage he brought with him was even more in and out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as if he had entered a no-man's land. Fortunately, no matter how he said it, he was also a person in Buddhism, and he just found a few monks to make a move, and he tried to find the other party's level, which was a big disappointment, and even the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was lazy, and the profound Buddhism in it naturally didn't touch it.

At this time, he took a big turn in this Shakya Zen temple, and when he came back, he saw Xuan Ci dying in Xuzhu's arms, so he naturally made a few mocking words.

In the face of the tragic death of Xuzhu's biological father, although he was extremely pedantic, he was not too stupid, knowing that with his current ability, he was not the opponent of this Youboluo, so he immediately glared at Youboluo angrily, and said hatefully: "If it weren't for my Uncle Chen Xiao's absence, how would my Zen sect allow you to come here to spread wild!" He was also angry, in his heart, Chen Xiao was almost synonymous with invincibility, and he was also a closed disciple of the sweeping monk, so he could naturally be regarded as a family. When encountering such a crisis, how can you not mention it.

"Your uncle? What's his name? Where is it now? "As soon as I heard Xuzhu say that his uncle's martial arts were extremely powerful, Youbo Luo was also itching in his heart, secretly begging that this Xuanci couldn't take his own move, this little monk didn't even have the courage to do it, and his uncle named Chen Xiao didn't seem to be very powerful. Anyway, now that the skin has been torn, it is better to be thorough, and completely trample on this Middle Earth Buddhism vein, and it is also a good idea for him to control this huge foundation.

At this time, Xuzhu hugged the body of Abbot Xuanci, who was getting colder and colder in his arms, and cried: "I, Uncle Chen Xiao, he, he is in retreat, he is not here. ”

"Not here? So where is he? Say it! Youbo Luo looked at Xuzhu and asked anxiously.

"He's in Fuling County, west of here. This is what my abbot said. Xuzhu wiped away his tears, and after saying this, Li also ignored Youboluo, picked up Xuanci's corpse, and walked out of the door.

"Fuling County to the west of here?" Youbo Luo muttered twice, firmly remembered the name of the place, and immediately came to the door, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go and see other places." ”

"Yes!" Hearing the summons of Youboluo, the people he brought returned to him in an instant, and their martial arts were not weak, and the group immediately descended the mountain and headed west.

After Youbo Luo and the others left, Xuzhu came to the center of the temple with the body of the abbot of Xuanci, and the disciples all cried when they saw the abbot pass away. After that, he was cremated and buried for Xuanci, which was naturally not expressed.

After everything was settled, Xuzhu wiped his tears, quietly went to the Scripture Pavilion, and as soon as he entered it, he immediately asked, "Shi Bozu, are you here?" ”

He asked a few words, and the figure of the sweeping monk slowly appeared, sighed, and said: "This is a great disaster for my sect, fortunately you are safe and sound, it is finally good news." "Before, the people of Youbo Luo came to this scripture pavilion to show off their might, and the sweeping monk naturally saw everything in his eyes. However, his meridians have not healed, and he doesn't dare to be too lucky, and now his strength is only between the two in his life, and he doesn't dare to use his martial arts, which is really helpless.

But after all, he understands the truth that he can stay in Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, and he is hot-headed for a while, and his reputation is discredited, not to mention, if he dies, he will even lose the opportunity for revenge. In fact, the sweeping monk was too lazy to deal with this kind of fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes, but people have been searching all over the temple, and such a big feud is naturally not easy to resolve.

Xuzhu wiped away his tears again, and then asked, "Master Bozu, abbot Shi Bo he...... Before leaving, he said that everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such. What does that mean? ”

When the sweeping monk heard this, he took a deep look at Xuzhu and said, "It seems that all this is the will of heaven." Come with me. ”

The two went out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and walked to the back mountain, and after a while, they arrived at a small courtyard, and a plaque on the courtyard door read the words "Bodhi Temple". The sweeping monk did not stop, walked straight to the backyard with the void bamboo, passed through the front hall of the Bodhi Temple, and ran into the apse obliquely.

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