"Since you've entered the Buddhist Sect, the world of mortals has ended."
"From today onwards, your Dharma name will be Xuan Xin.”
In the spacious hall, in front of the Golden Brilliant Buddha Statue, an old monk personally shaved the hair of the young boy in front of him.
His black hair fell off like goose feathers.
Feeling his bald head, Jiang Lu was at a loss. His gaze was slightly dull as he stared at the black hair beside his feet in a daze.
What the hell?
He was…
Shave your hair and become a monk?
His Dharma name was Xuan Xin?
End the world of mortals?
Wait!
Suddenly, Jiang Lu noticed that his body seemed to have shrunk several times…
This was the body of a five or six-year-old?
Could it be…
Transmigration?
He had actually transmigrated?
Moreover, he became a novice monk at the beginning?
In an instant, countless thoughts rushed into his head, like a surging river tide, lingering in his mind, causing Jiang Lu's emotions to shake endlessly, making it difficult for him to calm down.
Moments later.
Whoosh!
Jiang Lu exhaled lightly. His gaze became complicated and difficult to hide, revealing a gaze that did not match his appearance of a young five or six-year-old.
Good fellow!
He did not expect that he would really transmigrate.
What was even more ridiculous was…
Not only did he transmigrate, but he also became a young monk who shaved his head and became a monk!
This opening was indeed a little difficult to hold on!
Broken Mortal Dust?
He still wanted to be greedy for the secular world!
" The background of this world…"
"Also, my background doesn't seem too good.”
After combing through the memories in his head, Jiang Lu had a bad feeling.
This was a world of high martial arts.
Those with high cultivation could shatter mountains and rivers with their fists and move mountains and seas.
The sword of a god-level swordsman could break mountains and split the earth.
……
The various sects fought in the martial world.
Righteous Demon Sect, a thousand years of unsettled grudges.
The various Buddhist monasteries were secretly vying for first place.
The sun and the moon changed, and the imperial court changed.
It was a coincidence.
Jiang Lu was one of the three major families affiliated to the Ying Family of the Great Qin Empire. He was the youngest son of the Jiang Family.
It could be imagined.
When the dynasty was destroyed, what kind of situation would the previous dynasty face?
As for the Jiang Clan, as one of the three great subsidiary clans of the Ying Clan of the previous dynasty, it was inevitable that they would be exterminated by the Dachu Empire of the current dynasty.
As a member of the former imperial family, the Ying family was even hunted down by the Xiang family of the Great Chu imperial family. They could only live in seclusion.
Now, it was unknown if there were any survivors from the Ying family of the previous dynasty. Even if there were survivors, they could only hide their identities and live in a miserable situation.
This was the inevitable result of a change in the Imperial Court!
Although the Jiang family was not as fearful as the Ying family, they did not dare to expose their identity. Their family members hid everywhere, and every once in a while, they would be hunted down by the Imperial Court.
In order to prevent the bloodline of the family from being severed, Jiang Lu had no choice but to shave his head and become a monk today.
Breaking off the mortal world was no longer related to the secular world!
Shaolin Temple was the place where Jiang Lu shaved his hair and became a monk. It was also one of the major Buddhist sects in the current Jianghu. Even if the Great Chu Empire's power was at its peak, they did not dare to easily make a move on the Shaolin Temple.
"The one who is currently targeting the Jiang family is…"
"One of the five great families of the Great Chu Empire, the Changyi Song family.”
Jiang Lu didn't expect this.
It was fine if he became a novice monk, but his background was still in danger.
The Great Chu Empire did not dare to deal with the Shaolin Temple easily, but it was still easy to eliminate this young monk, Jiang Lu.
After understanding his situation, Jiang Lu felt an unprecedented sense of danger.
"Xuan Xin…"
Just as Jiang Lu was vexed, he felt a light knock on his bald head.
He raised his head and saw.
The kind-looking old monk smiled and said gently,""Let's go back."
"Yes, Master Hui Cong."
Jiang Lu calmed his mind and retreated into the crowd.
The people around him were all monks who had just entered Shaolin.
He estimated that there were about 200 people in total. The older ones were no more than ten years old, and the younger ones were three or four years old.
Each of them had a cautious expression on their faces as they looked around nervously. They were 30% curious and 70% nervous.
"Next."
The old monk Hui Cong raised his hand and pointed at a four-year-old child beside Jiang Lu.
The child was nervous and nervous as he walked towards the Hui Cong.
One after another…
Jiang Lu no longer paid attention to all of this.
He frowned, and his young face was filled with helplessness.
Although he had entered the Buddhist Sect, the matters of the mortal world had completely ended.
However, would Changyi's Song family let him off because of this?
It was impossible.
Whether it was the Xiang Family or the Song Family, they knew better than anyone else about the change in the imperial court.
If the weeds were not uprooted, they would grow again in the spring breeze!
Did he expect them to let him off just because he had escaped into Buddhism and ended the mortal world?
This was unrealistic.
" The Shaolin Temple is able to stop the Xiang Clan and the Song Clan…"
"But I can't stop them from secretly plotting against me!”
"So…"
"I need a backer!"
"A backer who can guarantee my safety!”
"The Shaolin Temple can't specially protect me for no reason. I need more. I need the absolute attention of Shaolin Temple!”
"Besides, I'm too weak. If a behemoth like the Song family insists on dealing with me, they can easily send assassins to sneak into Shaolin Temple to assassinate me.”
Jiang Lu had a premonition.
The killer might already be on his way!
"Just a Grade Two assassin can easily kill me.”
There were nine levels of martial arts in the world.
Martial arts grade one was the beginning of martial arts.
With a Rank Two martial artist, he could fight against hundreds of ordinary adults alone.
……
A ninth-grade martial artist, one of the top experts in the martial world.
Once he reached the ninth grade, he would be able to take a glimpse of the higher Xiantian realm!
If he became a Xiantian master, he could leave the army of ten thousand people calmly. He would be extraordinary beyond the secular world and would not be afraid of the imperial court's army.
" Let's set a small goal first…"
"Become a Xiantian expert!"
"This way, you can be considered to have a certain degree of self-protection ability. Otherwise, not to mention the imperial Xiang clan, even the Song clan would be able to crush me like an ant.”
Inborn Realm!
This was Jiang Lu's goal.
The Shaolin Temple was one of the major Buddhist sects with a long history. It had stood tall in the Central Plains for thousands of years and had not fallen. Naturally, there were many martial arts manuals here.
Hmm…
To be able to leave an army of 10,000 at the Xiantian level, this shouldn't be considered weak, right?
Jiang Lu's gaze passed through the old monk Hui Cong and looked at the huge golden Buddha statue in the center of the hall.
Ding!
System activation successful…
Host, do you wish to sign in before the Buddha statue?
Huh?
System?
Sign in?
Good fellow!
After a long time…
Feelings!
I actually have a system!
Ah, this, then it's fine!
What so-called Great Chu Empire's royal Xiang Clan?
The Song family, one of the so-called five great families?
Move aside!
Jiang Lu was extremely excited."Sign in!"
The sign-in is successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the 'Thousand-Year Buddha Heart'!
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