"Hongo..."

Sighing, the abbot of the beard called softly towards the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Then, a cloth-clothed monk respectfully walked into the main hall.

"Amitabha, Uncle Ancestor, the two uncles are polite..."

After entering the main hall, the cloth-clothed monk saluted respectfully to everyone, then looked at the abbot Su and asked, "Master, why did you call your disciples here?"

"Benwu, invite your little uncle, and inform all the monks in the temple to come to the Mahavira Hall to announce that the teacher has something important..."

Turning the Buddha beads in his hand, the abbot commanded in a loud voice.

"Yes, the disciple understands..."

Hearing this, he nodded, and Bengo folded his hands and exited the main hall.

After a while, all the monks of Shaolin Temple heard the summons and gathered outside the main hall.

And Shen Wuxian and Xiao'er also came together.

"Brother Shen, the abbot asked us to come here, did something big happen..."

Meimu glanced around, and saw that there were hundreds of monks gathered outside the main hall, and the atmosphere was very serious, Xiao'er asked suspiciously.

"Well, now that all the monks of Shaolin Temple have gathered, it may be a big matter..."

Nodding, looking at Xiao'er with gentle eyes, Shen Wuxian smiled slightly.

Looking at each other, feeling the tenderness of her sweetheart, Xiao'er's heart was sweet, and her red lips were lightly raised.

"Amitabha... Today, we have summoned everyone to come to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, which is related to the selection of the next abbot of Shaolin Temple..."

Ahead, seeing that everyone had arrived, the old man's eyes scanned the surroundings, and then blinded Shen without a trace, and the abbot chanted a Buddha noise.

As soon as these words came out, all the monks looked at each other and were all surprised.

It turned out that everyone was summoned at this time to elect the next abbot of Shaolin Temple!

"Brother Shen, it turns out that so many people are summoned today to elect the next abbot..."

Hearing this, Xiao'er blinked her beautiful eyes and said curiously.

"Well, according to the generation, the next generation of the word is the monk of the word generation, and the candidate for the next abbot is likely to be chosen among the three monks of Benwu, Benxin and Benkong..."

Beside him, clasping his hands to his chest, Shen Wuxian explained softly.

"Amitabha... All disciples should know that the martial arts of our temple are broad and profound, and the seventy-two stunts are famous in the rivers and lakes, and the most well-known ones in the rivers and lakes are the three great masters of our temple, the Yijin Sutra, the Washing of the Pulp and the Undefeated Divine Skill of King Kong..."

Seeing the surprised faces of the monks, the abbot said in a loud voice.

In the crowd, hearing the abbot and senior brother mention the three great schools of Shaolin Temple, Shen Wuxian frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a sense of unease in his heart.

"Good, good... Now the little junior brother is cultivating one of the three great masters of our temple, and the little junior brother is still young, so the old man decided that the next abbot position will be held by the little junior brother..."

Just when Shen Wuxian was uneasy in his heart, Abbot Lisu looked at him from a distance, and said in a loud voice.

"What!"

Hearing this, all the monks looked at Shen Wuxian together, and Shen Wuxian stared wide, shocked in his heart.

A few days ago, the battle of the Jincheng Hongmen Banquet has now spread in the rivers and lakes, and in the face of the ghost king of the realm of the grandmaster, Shen Wuxian had no choice but to show the undefeated magic of King Kong!

This morning, after the Shaolin Temple learned of this, the abbot of Liaosu immediately invited his uncle and two junior disciples to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to discuss the matter.

King Kong Undefeated Divine Skill is the three great masters of Shaolin Temple, and the three great masters, only the abbot of Shaolin Temple can practice!

Therefore, after listening to what the uncle said himself, it was his unauthorized decision to pass on the Shaolin Temple to the younger brother.

After deliberation at noon, the abbot decided to act according to the temple rules!

Since the little junior brother has cultivated the Shaolin Temple, then the junior brother will become the next abbot of the Shaolin Temple!

Beside her, Meimu looked at Brother Shen, and could hear what Abbot Su said, Xiao'er also bit her red lips lightly, and her face was shocked.

I was in a panic, if Brother Shen was a monk and became the abbot of Shaolin Temple, then... So what can I do?

As if sensing the panic in the other party's heart, he turned his head to look at Xiao'er, Shen Wuxian nodded, signaling him not to worry.

"Senior Abbot, I am a lay disciple, this abbot... I can't..."

Then, Shen Wuxian stepped forward, clenched his fists and refused with a smile.

"Amitabha... Little junior brother, lay disciple is fine, just shave, you can be the abbot..."

Hearing this, the two long white eyebrows trembled, and Master Xian read in a loud voice.

"No, never, three senior brothers, I am greedy for red dust in my heart, and I can't always accompany the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha..."

Hearing Senior Brother Xian's words, Shen Wuxian thought about it and hugged his fists again and refused.

"Amitabha... Little junior brother, after you take refuge in my Buddha, you will naturally be empty..."

On the other side, shaking his head, Master Lien immediately explained.

Seeing this, Shen Wuxian frowned slightly, and looked at the master anxiously.

No matter how they refused, the three senior brothers were determined to make themselves the abbots of Shaolin Temple!

In the distance, from the very beginning, the monk closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, not hearing anything outside his body.

"Three senior brothers, no matter what, I will not be the next abbot, please choose someone else..."

Seeing that the master closed his eyes and ignored himself, Shen Wuxian shook his head and replied with a firm expression.

Beside her, seeing that the three masters insisted on making Brother Shen a monk, Xiao'er frowned, and her face was full of anxiety.

I just made a lifelong agreement with Brother Shen, but now Brother Shen is going to become a monk, how should this be good?

"Amitabha... The monks don't speak, junior brother, senior brother asks you, have you ever cultivated one of the three great masteries of this monastery?"

Outside the main hall, seeing that the little junior brother repeatedly refused, the abbot stopped the Buddhist beads in his hand and asked solemnly.

"Yes, what I have cultivated is the Vajra Undefeated Divine Skill..."

Nodding his head, he didn't tell a lie, and Shen Wuxian replied honestly.

"Good, good... Little junior brother, then senior brother asks you again, is there a temple rule for cultivating the undefeated magic skill of King Kong?"

Looking at each other from afar, the abbot folded his hands and asked again.

"It's... The three great schools of Shaolin Temple, only the abbot can practice..."

Hearing this, he was speechless for a while, and Shen Wuxian replied helplessly.

"That's right, junior brother, since you have cultivated one of the three great masters of this temple, then the next abbot position must be you..."

Hearing what the little junior brother said, Master Lien stepped forward and said undoubtedly.

As soon as these words came out, all the monks outside the main hall nodded in agreement.

"I'm sorry, three senior brothers, now I have someone in my heart who will never become a monk..."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at him together, and now he was helpless, Shen Wuxian reached out his big hand, hugged Xiao'er into his arms, and said loudly.

In her arms, Zhen Shou leaned on her chest, and a pair of jade arms hugged her tiger waist tightly, Xiao'er was very afraid in her heart that she would lose Brother Shen.

In the distance, I saw that outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the little junior brother was hugging a female benefactor in front of the monks, and the abbot and the two junior disciples looked at each other, both frowning.

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