From an outsider's point of view, Xuzhu in the Tianlong plot is a plug-in player.

first got the skill of the head of the Xiaoyao faction, Wuyazi Yijiazi, and then got the skill of the two bigwigs of Tianshan Tong and Li Qiushui.

Not only that, but he also married the princess of Western Xia and got the family business of the Vulture Palace, surrounded by beautiful women.

Promoted and raised his salary as CEO to marry Bai Fumei, and embarked on the pinnacle of life, which can be described as a winner in life.

Facing this lucky boy, Song Xuan asked, "Xuzhu, what dreams do you have in this life?" ”

"Dreams?"

Xuzhu was stunned, and said a little embarrassed: "The little monk doesn't have any dreams, he just wants to be a little monk in Shaolin in peace, eat fasting and chant Buddha and be accompanied by Buddhism." ”

"What about the other than that?" Song Xuan continued: "Haven't you ever thought about learning a powerful martial art and walking the rivers and lakes to be an admired hero? ”

Xuzhu shook his head, "The little monk heard the senior brothers say that the outside world is too complicated, the little monk doesn't want to be a hero, he just wants to be an ordinary monk, if he has the opportunity to read a few more scriptures, he will have no regrets in this life." ”

"A simple little monk with a good heart." Song Qian looked him up and down, "But it's good this way, it's simple that there are no worries, but you live happily than others." ”

As she spoke, she poked Pixing's arm, "You said yes, Sister Pixing?" ”

Pian Xing rolled her eyes, are you pointing at me?

Saying that I want too much adds a lot of trouble?

Oh, at least I still have a chance to worry, if you want to worry, you are not qualified!

Song Xuan bowed slightly, signaling that Xuzhu could leave.

Looking at the figure of the other party walking away, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Throughout the entire Tianlong plot, it is said that resentment will be held, love and parting, can't ask for it, everyone in the world is suffering, all of them are entangled by karma and evil obstacles, except for death or enlightenment, otherwise there is no way to get rid of it, and can only struggle in the red dust.

Xuzhu is lucky, but unlucky, he got all the things that outsiders dream of, martial arts, status, and beauties, but only his original intention of wanting to be a little monk of Shaolin Temple can no longer be realized.

At noon, after having lunch with the sweeping monk, Song Xuan was ready to say goodbye.

Before leaving, Song Xuan pondered for a while and said, "Give the master a piece of advice, if you don't want Shaolin to lose its reputation, then close the mountain!" ”

The sweeping monk was stunned for a moment, "What does the Taoist mean is that the monks of Shaolin may cause trouble soon?" ”

Song Xuan smiled and didn't explain much, "I'm just talking casually, you can make your own decisions with or without listening to the master!" ”

The sweeping monk's face became serious.

He may not care if others say this, but how can he not pay attention to the words spoken by this generation of Destiny?

Since the other party specifically talked about this matter, he must know something, and it is obvious that if it weren't for the good karma he had formed in the past two days, people might not have talked about it.

"Dao Chang thinks that how long is it appropriate for Shaolin to close the mountain?"

"Let's seal it for twenty years!"

Song Xuan whisked the dust, and after bowing slightly, he led the people out of the courtyard.

"Twenty years?"

The sweeping monk groaned for a while, looking at the figure of Song Xuan leaving, faintly realized.

Every time the Mandate of Heaven rises, it will be accompanied by bloody wind and rain, but I don't know, to what extent will this generation's Mandate of Heaven be killed?

How many people will ignore the number of days, go against the general trend, and become the one who is robbed?

Thinking of this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, Shaolin has a profound heritage, it is an old martial arts holy land, and the secrets he knows far exceed that of some new great masters, who recognized the Mandate of Heaven in time and did not cause disaster for Shaolin!

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Shaolin closed the mountain, and on the day Song Xuan left, there was news that the mountain was closed, and the Shaolin disciples did not enter the WTO for 20 years.

Many people don't understand exactly why.

Some people say that in the battle of Juxianzhuang, Shaolin and Wulin were beaten by Xiao Feng alone and lost face, so the mountain was closed for 20 years, and it was necessary to practice hard.

Some people also say that the Shaolin sweeping monk and the Xuantian Taoist fought a battle, which seemed to be a dead line, but in fact, the sweeping monk had suffered a lot of internal injuries, and the closure of the mountain was also to avoid provoking strong enemies in the future.

There are different opinions, and there are all kinds of theories, but the personnel of Shaolin Temple in Songzhou have all been recalled, and they simply ignore all kinds of rumors in the martial arts.

The mountains are one, the door is closed, no matter how bloody and bloody the grievances and hatreds in the rivers and lakes, I will not move.

At this time, Song Xuan and several people traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, and on this day, they came to the boundary of Qinghe County, Hebei.

And it was here that he learned the news from the imperial capital that the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had died.

Song Qian had a sugar gourd in one hand, she had an inexplicable preference for the sugar gourd, and said with a smile: "This old thing is really bad, people who have half of their bodies in the ground, they even want to accept me into the palace as a concubine, and they deserve to die." ”

As she spoke, her eyes blinked, "Brother, it shouldn't be your hand, right?" ”

Song Xuan shook his head, "Before I entered the palace that day, I met with Ji Xuanfeng, if there was no accident, it should be his handiwork." ”

Song Qian sighed, "Don't say it, Xiao Ji is quite reliable, if you kill your father, you will really kill her!" ”

Lian Xing was dumbfounded when she heard this, she knew that the Xuanyi Wei family was powerful, and she also knew that Xuanyi Wei commanded the power of the monstrous power, but the scene where the life and death of the Emperor Taishang was decided in a few words still made her feel a little surprised.

It turns out that his brother-in-law has become so powerful?

Ying Yue didn't speak, but her beautiful eyes were full of pride, she had worked as a secretary for Song Xuan and handled official business, so she naturally knew how huge Xuanyiwei's background was.

The emperor who can't figure out his status is not unjust!

"Cooking cakes, selling cooking cakes, freshly baked cooking cakes!"

At this time, there was a sound of selling at the corner of the street, listening to the voice was not very old, hearing this voice, Song Xuan inexplicably thought of Aunt Gongsun who sold fried chestnuts with sugar.

The eldest lady is very beautiful, and the chestnuts are also very sweet, but unfortunately, her mind is too vicious and her luck is not very good, so she died in the hands of his Song Xuan.

Song Xuan looked around, but saw a half-grown boy who looked to be about ten years old, carrying a burden while snorting hot, constantly shouting and selling.

Seeing Song Xuan's gaze, the young man walked forward with some difficulty carrying the burden, "Uncle and aunt, do you want to buy some cooking cakes?" ”

"Freshly baked pancakes, still hot!"

As he spoke, the young man lifted the white cloth covering one end of the burden, and a stack of steaming cooking cakes came into view.

Ying Yue frowned slightly, "What about your family?" ”

In the cold winter, let the half-grown child come out to sell cooking cakes in thin clothes, and his body was a little deformed by the burden, whose parents were so ruthless?