Chapter 668

When he Xie, Qiao Feng and others were talking about the beggars' sect, they saw a monk walking alone from the mountain and coming this way.

He Xie was the first to find it. He smiled and said with emotion, "look, there will be no Shaolin school in the Wulin."

The other three people were all passionate and destroyed Shaolin in the first World War. Although they haven't left home these days, we can imagine how much waves this will cause in the world!

After this war, the world will be unstoppable and sweep the Wulin. It's only a matter of time.

What came was xuanmie, the only surviving monk of the xuanzi generation. When he came to the people, he chanted the Buddha's name and made it a ritual. When he looked up again, he looked at He Xie with complex eyes.

There is hatred, fear and liberation.

"He shouzun, abbot of the evil sect, please come to the temple for a meeting." Xuanmie said bitterly.

He Xie nodded slightly and turned back to Qi Liu: "master Qi rudder, take your men back to the headquarters of Ziwei Palace first, accept the book seal, and immediately go to Fengxiang house to build rudder and open the house. There must be no mistake."

"Yes, first!" Qi Liu's heart surged and said loudly.

It's the so-called wealth insurance. He can be the main party so soon. He followed Qiao Feng this time. It's the right move!

Fengxiang mansion is located next to Hehuang and Hezhou. In fact, he Xie's intention to make such an arrangement is already clear, that is, to prepare for the war with Xixia in the near future.

"Second brother, elder Wu, let's go." He Xie smiled.

Along the way, I saw many monks crying down the mountain with packages on their backs. Obviously, Shaolin has begun to dismiss its disciples.

The three followed xuanmie into the temple. This time, they were in the heavenly king's palace.

About a hundred people stood in the temple, which was all the last flames left by Shaolin. When he Xie and others came in, they all saluted him.

Xuanbei had no joy or sorrow. He sat on the futon in the middle, and the other monks were heavy.

He Xie swept his eyes and found that xuanci and the floor sweeping monk were not present.

After meeting xuanci, xuanci thought of xuanmie and nodded. The latter stepped forward, looked sad and said, "Amitabha, he shouzun, so that the shouzun knew that xuanci in our temple had killed himself an hour ago."

He Xie shook his head, which was not surprising.

Shaolin cannot let outsiders punish its former abbot. This is their last fig leaf.

He Xie looked at Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng sighed and said, "death is like a lamp out. Xuanci has killed himself. I'll write off my gratitude and resentment with him."

On the other hand, the Shaolin monks also breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid of He Xie.

Xuan Mie then said, "since the first master and the helmsman Qiao agree with this result, then the first agreement between your sect and Shaolin has been completed?"

"Good." He Xie nodded.

Xuanmie continued in a heavy voice, "the first master must have seen that our temple has dismissed all the disciples of the Academy today. Now all the disciples of Shaolin are in this hall, which is exactly a hundred."

After a pause, he then said, "martial uncle Zhishang has decided to quit Shaolin, so he is not among the Shaolin disciples."

He Xie was stunned for a while before he realized that Xuan Mie was talking about the floor sweeping monk.

The Shaolin generation is ranked by "xuanhui emptiness". Those whose names begin with the word "Zhi" are actually service monks who work as clerks, and floor sweepers are no exception.

He Xie is not surprised that the sweeping monk wants to quit Shaolin. The old monk is definitely an old monster of the same age as xiaoyaozi, and even lives longer than xiaoyaozi. For him, the 40 year career of Shaolin is probably only a quarter of his life, and he can't have much sense of belonging to Shaolin.

Shaolin's mountain closure is imminent, and there is no need for floor sweepers to stay in Shaolin Temple.

"Shaolin will be closed from tomorrow and will not entertain foreign guests for 50 years." Xuanmie said hard, with tears in his eyes.

"Amitabha..." all the monks chanted the Buddha's name sadly.

Qiao Feng's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable, but after seeing what evil in his eyes, he soon became expressionless again.

"In this way, the second agreement between your sect and Shaolin has been reached." Xuanmie quickly cleaned up his mood.

"Yes." He Xie nodded, sparing words like gold.

"From now on, Shaolin only preaches Buddhism and doesn't practice martial arts," Xuan Mie continued looking at He Xie. "He shouzun has excellent eyesight. He must have found that all the monks in the temple, including the poor monk and the Abbot's senior brother, have lost their martial arts."

This time even he Xie couldn't help sighing.

In fact, he just wanted the latecomers of Shaolin to stop learning martial arts, but he didn't want the monks in the temple to abolish martial arts.

Needless to think, this must be caused by xuanbei's willful behavior.

Sure enough, Xuan Mie continued: "this trip to Shaolin is wrong because of fame and wealth, and martial arts is the root of all troubles. Therefore, the Abbot's senior brother ordered us to abolish martial arts yesterday. Since then, we have devoted ourselves to Buddha cultivation without asking about world affairs."

After a pause, Xuan Mie pointed to a row of large boxes on one side and said, "all the martial arts secrets in the Sutra Pavilion, including the Yi Jin Jing and 72 unique skills of our temple, are here. The box on the side is all the land property deeds and loan receipt contracts of Shaolin over the years except our temple. Later, please ask he shouzun to personally go to the Sutra Pavilion and the temple library yard for verification."

"No need." He Xie sighed, "master xuanbei... I won't doubt master xuanbei."

Xuanbei suddenly looked up and smiled at He Xie, very pure.

At this moment, even he Xie was ashamed, but he soon put out the idea.

Xuanmie said, "if so, then the fourth and fifth agreements between your sect and our temple have been reached."

He Xie nodded: "good."

Xuanmie said again, "as for the last agreement, martial uncle Zhishang is waiting for him outside the Dharma cave in the back mountain."

He Xie nodded: "from now on, the gratitude and resentment between the world and Shaolin will be written off!"

"Amitabha..." one hundred monks chanted together.

After a half silence, xuanmie looked at he evil way: "elder martial brother abbot, there is another word to Lord he, which will be conveyed by the poor monk."

He Xie looked solemn and said, "please give me your advice."

Xuanmie looked at He Xie deeply and said slowly, "the heart is like a painter who can draw all the world. The five aggregates are learned from birth and cannot be created. "

He Xie was moved.

He looked at xuanbei, but xuanbei smiled mercifully and closed his hands to him.

"Don't you blame me?" He Xie asked with a complicated complexion.

Xuanbei smiled and stretched out his hand and wrote in the void: "I know my little friend's heart. What's wrong?"

He Xie stared at xuanbei for a long time, suddenly bowed deeply and said slowly, "thank you for the verse given by master xuanbei. He Xie remembered it in his heart and dared not or forget it in this life."

Xuanbei smiled and nodded. He closed his hands again and hung his eyes slightly.

At the same time, the monks gathered together and said, "may all living beings always be happy and free from all diseases and sufferings. If you want to do evil law, you can't know it. All good deeds are accomplished quickly. Close all evil doors and show people the right way to nirvana. If all living beings, because of their accumulation of evil karma, feel all the extremely heavy bitter fruits, I will accept them on behalf of them. So that all living beings can be liberated and achieve the supreme Bodhi... "