The protagonist of the story is gone, and the heroes peep at each other outside the Shaolin Hall, digesting the news they just got.

Behind Xuan Ci, Master Xuan Lin said, "Master Abbot, do we want to help Xiao Yuanshan and his son?"

Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "How can the enmity of parents be in the hands of others? Although Murong Bo's father and son are at stake, they can help Bai Xiaosheng, the leader of the Beggar Gang, and they will not be opponents of the Xiao family's father and son." Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Senior brother, Xiao Yuanshan has been hidden in my Shaolin for more than 30 years, and he must not let him return to Daliao if he secretly learns my Shaolin martial arts." ”

Xuan Lin was slightly startled, bowed and saluted: "Yes, junior brother understands!" He commanded to the back, Xuan Pain, Xuan Yan and others immediately secretly went down, and most of the Shaolin disciples disappeared unconsciously, but they followed a few people.

In front, Xuan Ci looked at everyone and thought of the letter he received yesterday, and couldn't help but smile on his face, but what did this smile represent? Happy, happy? It doesn't seem to be. His laughter is so complicated!

"Amitabha!" An old Buddha call once again attracted everyone's attention to Xuan Ci. He looked at everyone, there was no joy or sadness on his face, and said: "The poor monk Xuanci, who has lived in Shaolin for more than 20 years, although he does not dare to compare with his predecessors, he is also worthy of the ancestors of Shaolin. But in one matter, Xuan Ci is sorry for the ancestors and the ancestors, and sorry for the Shaolin Temple. Amitabha!"

The heroes and the Shaolin monks were stunned, what does the master mean by this?

"More than 30 years ago, Lao Gao did something wrong, killed innocents indiscriminately, and had already committed murder. But at this time, there is a reason, and one or two can be justified, but the color precepts committed by Xuan Ci are from the heart, and they really can't be called a monk. ”

The faint words seem to have remorse, and they seem to miss? But this feeling, everyone can't understand it, what do you mean by this? Everyone knows the killing ring, but this color ring ......

The group of heroes looked at Xuan Ci one by one, and their eyes were very weird. Xuan Ci ignored everyone, and said to himself: "I am not Boren, but Boren died because of me." The people killed by Xiao Lao's benefactor also died because of Xuan Ci, and Xuan Ci was deeply guilty. Senior Brother Xuan, the old man has violated the great precepts of Buddhism, and has hurt the reputation of Shaolin, according to the precepts of this temple, how should he be punished?"

Xuan Lian's eyes widened and he said, "This...... Senior Brother ......"

Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "The country has national laws, and the family has family rules. Since any sect and gang, clan and temple, it is inevitable that there will be unscrupulous disciples. The preservation of the reputation of the clear name is not to ask for no one to commit a foul forever, but to punish everything according to the law, and not to pretend. Xuan Ci violated the precepts of adultery, and as the abbot, the punishment was doubled, and the law enforcement monk severely punished Xuan Ci with 200 sticks. Shaolin Temple's reputation is at stake, and it is not allowed to engage in malpractice. As he spoke, he knelt on the ground, facing the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Hall of Shaolin Temple, and lifted his monk's robe by himself, exposing his back.

The heroes looked at each other, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple was punished in public, which was really shocking and a big violation. And Xuan Ci said vaguely, everyone only knew that he had committed adultery, but the others were not very clear.

Xuan Ci was also a little at a loss, and stepped forward to support Xuan Ci, but Xuan Ci exerted his strength, and he couldn't hold it up at all, so he had to say: "Abbot, this is ...... You ......"

Xuan Ci shook his head again and said, "My Shaolin Temple has a thousand-year-old reputation, how can it be worse than my hands?"

Xuan Silence said with tears in his eyes: "But ...... Can ......"

"Alas!" Xuan Ci sighed, and said, "After I die, if that person comes to the door, you will give him this letter, and if she does not come, she will return to dust, and dust to dust." After receiving Xuan Ci's letter, Xuan Lin said bitterly: "Yes, senior brother! ”

The two law enforcement monks bowed together and said, "Abbot, I have offended." Then he straightened up, raised his torture staff, and struck Xuan Ci on the back. The second monk knew that the abbot was tortured, and the most uncomfortable thing was to be humiliated in public, not in the flesh and skin, if his subordinates were tolerant and showed it to others, and dropped the handle, then the abbot's humiliation became fruitless, and he was beaten down with a stick, patting sound, and in a moment Xuan Ci's back and thighs were beaten with cane marks, and blood splashed the monks. The group of monks heard the number of law enforcement monks "one-five, one-ten" calling for the number of rods, and they all lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, silently chanting the Buddha.

Looking at such a mysterious kindness, everyone was so sad. Xuan Ci has committed adultery, which must be good, but such an old man, who was beaten in front of everyone, and he didn't use his skills to protect his body, how could he live after beating two hundred sticks?

For a while, everyone showed unbearable expressions, and a monk said: "Senior Brother Xuan, your temple respects the precepts of Buddhism, the abbot is punished as one, and the poor monks are admired." It's just that Senior Brother Xuanci is old, and he refuses to use his skills to protect himself, but these two hundred sticks can't withstand it. The poor monk took the liberty of saying a favor, and now he has beaten eighty rods, and the rest will be written down for the time being. ”

Many of the heroes shouted and said, "Exactly, exactly, let's also ask for a favor." ”

Before Xuan Lin could answer, Xuan Ci said loudly: "Thank you for your kindness, but the precepts are like a mountain, and you can't be indulged." Leniency in law enforcement. Law enforcement monk, use the rod quickly. The two law enforcement monks had already suspended the punishment, but listening to the abbot's resolute words, they had to raise their sticks again, wanting to beat them down for fifteen or ten.

"Please also ask the two monks to stop, Xiao Ke has something to say!" At the critical moment, a young man stood up. Everyone looked and found that this young man was quite handsome, holding a folding fan in his hand, carrying a long sword, and looking chic and abnormal. "The precepts of the world lie in punishing those who violate the precepts, and the abbot of Xuanci violates the precepts, and the temple rules punish them, which is right. The reason for punishment lies in knowing one's mistakes and repenting. Xiao Ke didn't dare to say that Abbot Xuanci had already known his mistake, but he must have repented. The master follows the rules of the temple, and Xiao Ke should not say much, but if two hundred sticks go down, the abbot of Xuanci will definitely die. When a law enforcement monk beats a person who violates the precepts, he should have done so, but if he beats his life to death, wouldn't he have committed the precepts of murder again?"

"Amitabha!" said the great monk who spoke for the first time: "This little student is reasonable. Master Xuan Lone, the abbot of Xuan Ci is very old, and if he does not use his luck to resist, he will definitely die if he goes down with two hundred sticks. This is not the same as the reason for punishment. Since punishment is to make people know their mistakes and repent, and now they are beating people to death, wouldn't it violate Shaolin's law of not killing, and please consider it. ”

"These two are reasonable, Master Xuan Lone, for the sake of Abbot Xuan Ci's age, please write it down for the time being. Many people cheered up, Xuan Lin was naturally willing, but Senior Brother Xuan Ci ......

"Amitabha! Xuan Ci thank you for your righteous words, but the precepts are the precepts, and Xuan Ci, as the abbot, cannot maintain the reputation of Shaolin, but smear Shaolin, how can he not be punished? ”

"The master's words are wrong! Your mistake has been made, and the reputation of Shaolin Temple will not be ruined because of the master's mistake. Isn't this worthy of the Shaolin Temple's years of cultivation and grace?" The book took two steps forward, pointed at Xuan Ci and said: "You made a mistake, and it is right to be enforced by the temple rules, but your reason lies in death, and you will be a hundred after you let go." Have you ever made a mistake or regretted doing this?"

"Amitabha!" The young man's words made the monks around him sound the sound of the Buddha's horn, and Xuan Ci also showed a look of pain on his face, and slowly lowered his head.

The young man was unforgiving, and continued: "If you can't let go of the two of you in your letter, then because you live, see if they live well, but they can hope; if you can't let go of the Shaolin Temple, you should also live and protect Shaolin." Now, you are going to die a hundred times, in order to escape from your wife and children, and escape from Shaolin, is it the work of a big husband?"

"Amitabha!" Xuan Lin stepped forward and saluted: "What this son said is very much in line with the Buddha's principles. Senior brother, please Shu Xuanci is presumptuous! Come on, help Senior Brother Xuanci down, so that he can recuperate!"

"Yes!" The two law enforcement monks immediately put down their sticks and walked down with Xuan Ci in their arms.

Xuan Lin bowed to the young man again, and said to the heroes: "Xuan Ci has violated the sexual precept, and he must not be punished." But the punishment of the precept lies in knowing the mistake and repenting, and the person should not be beaten to death, so this cane blow will be written down for the time being, and after Xuanci is well, he will make up for it. It's just that the precepts are the precepts, and there must not be the slightest loophole, since Senior Brother Xuanci has violated the precepts, he can no longer serve as the abbot of Shaolin. Today, all the heroes are here, which can be proved by Shaolin. ”

At this time, the Shaolin Temple is not only the first major faction in the rivers and lakes, but also a large faction that many people are convinced of, and many people admire it in terms of prestige and conduct. When Xuan Lin said this, everyone applauded. Of course, there are not no voices of disdain among these people, just like the four generals brought by Murong Fu, but how dare they say more, otherwise wouldn't they be angry?

Seeing that this matter was solved, the young man smiled slightly, he slowly withdrew from the crowd, looked around, seemed to recognize the direction, and with a movement under his feet, the person had already flashed out. Looking at his light footwork, but it is very similar to Bai Xiaosheng, isn't this Ling Bo Weibu?

Who is this man?