19th on the Hidden Dragon List!
Xuzhu!
[Identity: Disciple of Shaolin Temple, Sect Leader of Carefree Sect, successor of Wu Yazi, son of Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang!]
[Realm: Grandmaster late-stage!]
[Cultivation Techniques: Shaolin Fist Technique, Northern Dark Divine Technique, Carefree Sect Martial Arts]
[Reward: Earth Grade high-level medicinal pill: Nature Pill. After consumption, any injuries, whether internal or external, can be healed.]
Southern Song Dynasty Imperial Palace.
"Beloved minister, who is this Xuzhu? He is a Shaolin disciple and the leader of the Carefree Sect?”
"Could it be that in the martial arts world, one person can join several sects?”
Zhao Ji asked in confusion.
"It should be a fortuitous encounter!"
"I don't know much about this person, but his father, Xuan Ci, has done a detailed investigation.”
"He's the abbot of Shaolin Temple. He's very famous in the martial arts world, and few people can compare to him.”
"He was the one who led the martial arts experts to the battle at Yanmen Pass.”
"Now, that Xiao Feng who was being beaten and killed was the Khitan baby from back then.”
Huang Shang controlled the intelligence agency of the Northern Song court, so he naturally knew all of this.
"The abbot of Shaolin Temple married and had children?"
"The greatest absurdity of the world!"
Zhao Ji shook his head and said mockingly.
His tone was filled with disdain towards Xuan Ci.
……
Deaf Valley.
"Senior, you're saved. Quickly eat this pill.”
"Regardless of internal or external injuries, they can be healed.”
Looking at the dying Wu Yazi in front of him, Xu Zhu couldn't care less.
He hurriedly took the Nature Pill that the Heavenly Dao had rewarded him and let him swallow it.
There was no energy in his body at all, and his entire body was paralyzed.
However, at the moment of death.
The rankings had actually descended.
It could be said that Wu Yazi's life was not meant to end.
The moment the pill was consumed.
Wu Yazi's paralyzed body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye under the effect of the medicinal power.
Even his white hair regained its luster.
Although the zhenqi in his body had disappeared completely, there was still a possibility that he could cultivate it back.
Feeling Wu Yazi's even breathing, Xu Zhu finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Disciple, why did you save my dying body?”
Wu Yazi looked at Xu Zhu with a complicated expression.
The feeling was indescribable.
He had never seen a person like Xuzhu in his life.
He was as disappointed as he was before, but now he was pleasantly surprised.
Although he was not very satisfied with his appearance.
However, his temperament was beyond his imagination.
The precious Heavenly Dao reward was given to him without thinking.
Safety is not placed on things.
He was definitely going to accept this disciple.
Not only that, he also wanted to teach Xuzhu everything he had learned in his life.
Let him surpass his master.
A mere Shaolin Temple was nothing.
How could they compare to Carefree Sect?
Moreover, if he could enter the grandmaster-level Hidden Dragon Rank, there was a high chance that he would become a Land Immortal in the future.
He caught up to his master, Xiaoyao Zi, whose whereabouts were elusive.
He wanted to place all his hopes on this " ordinary yet outstanding " disciple.
……
Northern Song Dynasty Shaolin Temple.
All the eminent monks in the hall stared at Abbot Xuan Ci with their mouths agape.
"Abbot, you…"
"Is the Xuzhu in the temple really your son, Abbot, or was he born with Ye Erniang?”
Master Xuan Nan had a look of disbelief.
He knew that Xu Zhu was only a disciple of very low seniority in the temple.
His strength was not high either.
Their identities were completely unrelated. How could they be father and son?
"Amitabha, I'm guilty. I'm guilty. May the Commandment Yard's Chief please explain the temple rules!”
Xuan Ci sighed in his heart.
His many years of hiding had actually been exposed by the rankings.
No matter what, he had to confess first and save his life.
At the same time, he was a little excited.
She didn't expect him to have a son.
Now, he had become the Sect Leader of the Carefree Sect.
……
Scripture Depository.
Crash!
Crash!
Crash!
There was no one in the silent Sutra Depository except for an old monk with white hair and beard who was slowly sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
His movements were slow.
However, it also carried a mysterious rhythm.
If there were people with sufficient comprehension present, they would definitely benefit greatly.
No one knew how long this old monk had stayed in Shaolin Temple.
Even if he knew, he would have died a long time ago.
"Carefree Sect?"
"Xuzhu?"
The sweeping monk exclaimed softly as he looked at the introduction of the rankings in the sky.
"A Shaolin abbot and one of the four villains. Interesting!”
"He actually has a son who has become the successor of the Carefree Sect!”
After sighing, the sweeping monk turned his attention back to the fallen leaves.
At his age, he naturally knew the background of the Carefree Sect.
Moreover, the founder of the sect was a true land god.
Now that the Golden Roll had appeared, it would not be long before those land immortals appeared one by one.
The entire world of the Nine Provinces was about to be completely chaotic.
Even if it was him, it was still unknown whether he would take a step closer or completely die in this chaos.
……
Outside the Shaolin Temple.
Jiu Mozhi casually killed two low-level gatekeeping monks with a single palm strike.
He looked at the introduction on the rankings and said mockingly.
"What an evil Shaolin Temple!”
"The abbot is a disciple of Yin Xie who colluded with the four villains. What a joke, a huge joke!”
"Hahahaha…"
"I am Jiu Mozhi, the Imperial Advisor of the Tubo Kingdom. I wonder if I can be an uninvited guest and discuss Buddhism with the masters of Shaolin Temple?”
Jiu Mozhi's voice echoed throughout the Shaolin Temple.
When all the disciples heard that, their expressions changed.
His face turned purple.
They didn't know how to refute.
Especially those disciples who knew Xu Zhu, they were all discussing animatedly.
"I didn't expect Junior Brother Xuzhu to be the Abbot's son.”
"Oh my god, didn't you see? He's Ye Erniang's son!”
"This time, our Shaolin Temple will become the laughing stock of the world.”
"Shh, lower your voice. If the abbot hears you, we'll be in trouble.”
"What Xiao Sheng? Is he still qualified to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple?”
"Didn't you hear the ridicule of this foreign monk? Anyway, I can't stand it!"
With Jiu Mozhi's hearing, he instantly understood the changes in Shaolin Temple.
He was overjoyed.
If he could use Shaolin Temple as a stepping stone to establish his reputation as the Tubo Nation Master, how fast would that be?
"The Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty will be destroyed by me today!”
"If word gets out, who else in the martial arts world would dare to look down on this poor monk?”
Jiu Mozhi was ecstatic.
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, a low Buddhist voice exploded in his mind.
Jiu Mozhi's vision blurred.
Immediately after, an irresistible force pushed past.
His body fell down the mountain uncontrollably.
His entire body was completely devoid of any force.
She was as fragile as a baby.
"Ah!"
"Shaolin Temple, how despicable. How dare you plot against This Penniless Monk!”
"In the future, this penniless monk will definitely fight to the death with your Shaolin Temple!”
After shouting out those words, Jiu Mozhi disappeared from the Shaolin Temple.
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