Wuxia: Shaolin Fist
17 Being Spoiled Like Qiao Song

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Xiao Xun glanced at the monk of the Xuan generation from the Commandment Yard who had his back turned to him. His eyes flickered. He thought that if one more person knew about it, then one more person would share the potential danger. He could not help but shout," Martial Granduncle, there's a situation."”

She regretted it the moment she shouted.

This shout naturally dragged the monk of the Xuan generation into the water.

But in this way…

Not only did he offend Xuan Lian, but the monk of the Xuan generation in Commandment Yard would also want to kill him.

Upon hearing Xiao Xun's voice, the Xuan generation monk from Commandment Yard immediately turned around and looked at Xuan Lian. He was instantly stunned.

Immediately, cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he fiercely glared at Xiao Xun.

Xuan Lian's entire body emitted a cold aura.

"Humph!"

Xuan Lian snorted and put on his monk pants.

After the two Xuan seniors left.

Xiao Xun sat on the chair, feeling somewhat hopeless.

He only felt that he was really too unlucky.

At Shaolin Temple.

It would be too easy for a monk of the Xuan generation to deal with a monk of the Hui generation who had not even cultivated Qi.

"One year."

Xiao Xun looked at the record in the book. Xuan Lian had committed a murder by mistake and was ordained for a year.

"One year's time. Cultivate well.”

"At that time, if this old thing still holds a grudge after coming out, I can just slip out of Shaolin and stop being a monk!”

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Xiao Xun's eyes.

He definitely couldn't be a monk forever.

He had originally planned to consider renouncing asceticism when he was seventeen or eighteen.

Now.

If that Xuan Lian wanted to silence him, then he could only leave the temple early and renounce asceticism.

He made a decision.

Xiao Xun was no longer conflicted.

He placed all his thoughts on cultivation.

In this world.

No matter where he was, no matter what he wanted to do, strength would always come first.

If he was strong enough, why would he have to worry about an old man taking revenge?

In the evening.

Xiao Xun once again came to the side of the Purple Cloud Peak waterfall. He saw Qiao Song and the three young monks cultivating under the waterfall, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

After taking off his monk robes and shoes, Xiao Xun walked into the pond and started cultivating.

What happened in the afternoon gave him a sense of urgency.

It was late at night.

The three young monks left together.

After a while.

Qiao Song walked out of the waterfall and saw Xiao Xun in the pool.

"I thought this little master wouldn't come.”

Seeing Xiao Xun, Qiao Song's face revealed a slight smile.

After putting on his clothes.

Qiao Song sat on the bluestone just like last night, watching Xiao Xun cultivate.

In the middle of the night.

Xiao Xun began to cultivate Arhat Fist. Qiao Song's spirit was instantly jolted, and he carefully stared at the figure in the pool.

"It's clearly the Arhat Fist, but why do I feel that it's incomparably profound, as if I'm looking at a supreme martial art that has never existed since ancient times?”

Qiao Song was secretly shocked.

In the morning, he practiced Arhat Fist.

The Shaolin monks in the reception yard were all amazed.

However, Qiao Song knew that although his Arhat Fist cultivation was already considered to have reached the acme of perfection, compared to his little master, it was like brandishing a saber in front of Guan Yu. It was completely not worth mentioning.

As he watched, Qiao Song couldn't help but stand on the shore and practice Arhat Fist.

Time passed.

Gradually.

The sky in the east was starting to brighten.

Xiao Xun walked out of the pool and saw Qiao Song still on the shore, as if waiting for him. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"You didn't leave?"

Xiao Xun walked ashore and asked curiously as he put on his monk robes.

Hearing Xiao Xun take the initiative to greet him, Qiao Song instantly felt flattered and hurriedly said,""I'll leave now."

After saying that, he wanted to slap himself.

"Oh."

Xiao Xun gave a soft 'oh' and didn't say anything else.

Qiao Song was the idol of many disciples of Shaolin Temple. If the incident with Xuan Lian hadn't happened, Xiao Xun actually wanted to talk to Qiao Song and ask about the outside world.

However, at this moment, the Black Lotus was like a sword hanging over his head. He did not have much interest in communicating with others.

Seeing Xiao Xun leave, Qiao Song sighed.

Seven days passed in a row.

Every time Xiao Xun came to the Purple Cloud Peak to cultivate under the waterfall, he would always meet Qiao Song and the three young monks.

Qiao Song was still there when the training ended at dawn.

This made Xiao Xun feel a little admiration. He thought about how this Beggar's Sect rookie ranked ninth on the Proclamation of Azure Sky had come earlier than him, left later than him, and cultivated more intensely than him.

No wonder he could become the idol of the Shaolin Temple disciples.

That morning.

Xiao Xun was dozing off in the storage room when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He stood up abruptly and saw Xuan Lian, who was supposed to be in Bodhidharma's cave, looking at him kindly.

"F * ck!"

Xiao Xun's heart instantly jolted, and he completely sobered up.

Only then did he realize that there was an unfamiliar yellow-robed monk beside Xuan Lian, as well as Grandmaster Xuan Ku.

"Martial Granduncle." Xiao Xun stood up and shouted at Xuan Ku.

Xuan Ku nodded. Hesitation flashed across his face as he said,"This is Senior Brother Xuan Lian from the Medicine King Hall. He has taken a fancy to you and wants to transfer you to the Medicine King Hall.”

Xiao Xun's expression changed.

Shouldn't this old thing be ordained for a year?

It's only been a few days, and he's already out?

"You have a delicate constitution and are very suitable to be my medicine boy.”Xuan Lian said with a smile.

Xiao Xun's eyelids twitched." Disciple doesn't know anything about medicine," he said hurriedly." I'm afraid I'll disappoint Grandmaster Black Lotus."”

"Hehe, you can learn if you don't understand." Xuan Lian smiled.

Xiao Xun looked at Xuan Ku with a troubled expression, only hoping that Xuan Ku would speak up to persuade him to stay.

"Your meridians are blocked. The Medicine King Hall might be able to help you." Xuan Ku said gently.”

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