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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon Chapter 139: Entering the Temple

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    Chapter 139 Entering the Temple

    Xu Zhu said goodbye to everyone, feeling reluctant to leave, but also anxious. He used Qing Kung Fu at an extremely fast speed, and in a blink of an eye he was on the mountain and in front of the temple.

    The short, fat and stout monk Xu Ming was still there. When he saw it was him, he hurriedly stepped forward: "Junior brother Xu Zhu, why are you back so soon?"

    "Senior brother Xu Ming, why is the bell ringing?" Xu Zhu asked hurriedly.

    Monk Xuming scratched his head: "It seems that a few monks have come, and there is also a foreign monk who is very aggressive. Could it be that he is here to challenge our Shaolin?"

    Xu Zhu said hurriedly: "I'm going to take a look! Senior Brother Xu Lin, is it important?"

    "It doesn't matter if it's a flesh wound," Monk Xu Ming shook his head, looked him up and down, and frowned in confusion: "Junior brother Xu Zhu, you seem to be a different person!"

    Xu Zhu was startled, smiled, joined the tithe and went inside.

    He secretly thought that after receiving Mr. Xiao¡¯s warning, his mood suddenly changed, so it was different.

    Monk Xu Ming looked at Xu Zhu¡¯s back and shook his head, confused.

    Xiao Yuesheng and the others returned to the kang and discussed in low voices.

    "Brother Xiao, we should go and have a look." Duan Yu said, with curiosity on his face.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not a good idea for us to interfere with the internal affairs of Shaolin Temple. Besides, little master Xu Zhu's martial arts is good. Even if someone challenges him, he can handle it."

    "Otherwise, that's not the case." Duan Yu shook his head, picked up the big bowl and took a sip: "If it's Monk Jiumozhi, it's going to be very bad!"

    Qiao Feng, who had been drinking alcohol, looked over in a blink of an eye.

    Duan Yu hurriedly said: "Jiumozhi is the national master of Tubo. In my opinion, this monk has a sinister heart and strong martial arts. He might really be able to challenge Shaolin!"

    Qiao Feng smiled and disagreed: "Shaolin Temple has been established for hundreds of years and there are countless masters. How can a Jiumozhi defeat him?"

    "Brother Qiao, you have never seen him!" Duan Yu said hurriedly, smiling bitterly: "This monk is very powerful. He first went to Tianlong Temple. The fellow monks in the temple used the Six Meridians Divine Sword Sword Formation, but they still couldn't stop him.  , captured me away, thank you Mr. Xiao for saving me!"

    Qiao Feng looked at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "This monk is indeed outstanding. He is proficient in the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. He has deep internal strength and profound Buddhist teachings. He is considered a distinguished person."

    "You can't miss such a person, let's go and see him!" Qiao Feng became very interested, picked up the bowl and drank from it, laughing.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "It's a pity that this person's mind is not right, and his profound Buddhist teachings are only used to show off, and he cannot practice them personally."

    ¡°Then let¡¯s take a look, Brother Xiao, Brother Duan, let¡¯s go to Shaolin!¡± Qiao Feng chuckled and put down the bowl.

    "Okay!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and the matter was settled.

    Fang Xueqing and A'Zhu followed, and the five of them arrived outside the Shaolin Temple. They saw that the outside of the temple was peaceful, and nothing unusual could be seen.

    Outside the temple gate, there is a short, fat young monk with a ferocious appearance, like a crouching tiger and an Arhat, and there is also an ordinary-looking young monk who is very inconspicuous.

    Fang Xueqing whispered: "Sir, let me ask you?"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Well, go and ask."

    Fang Xueqing responded, walked lightly to the short and fat monk, and bowed in tithe: "Little Master Xu Ming, what happened to your temple?"

    Her voice was clear and soft, just like when we met before.

    Xu Ming did not dare to neglect her. This female benefactor looked as gentle as water, but her temper was fierce and a bit unruly. It was best not to offend her.

    He hurriedly shook his head and looked at Xiao Yuesheng and others: "I don't know, little monk, but Junior Brother Xu Zhu just came back and has already gone to the main hall."

    Fang Xueqing frowned slightly: "The bell of your temple just rang to summon the disciples to gather together, right?"

    "Exactly!" Xu Ming nodded hurriedly.

    Fang Xueqing said with a slight chin, turned around and walked away, coming to Xiao Yuesheng in a fluttering way: "Young Master, I don't know about this little master Xu Ming I'll go in and ask, okay?"

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Don't be ridiculous, Shaolin Temple prohibits women from entering. If you go in rashly, you will be beaten out!"

    Fang Xueqing wrinkled her nose: "Sir, Shaolin Kung Fu is nothing more than this. I have already taught a young monk a lesson when he made things difficult for me!"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned: "Xueqing, have you started fighting with someone?"

    When Fang Xueqing saw it, she felt apprehensive, but thinking of the young monk's disdain, even if the young master was here, she still had to teach him a lesson, lest his eyes grow on the top of his head and look down on others.

    A clear light flashed in Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, and he saw through her thoughts, and his face darkened: "Nonsense! After learning martial arts for a few days, I thought it was amazing, and I don't know how high the world is! Brother Qiao is a Shaolin scholar from Beijing.?Feng, Nan Murong, is rare in this world. How dare you underestimate Shaolin's martial arts?  !  "

    Fang Xueqing's heart trembled, but she was quite dissatisfied. The young master's martial arts were superb and he was the best in the world. Shaolin Kung Fu was far behind!

    When she was in Zuihonglou, she had always been cold and unsmiling. Because she was excellent at playing chess, calligraphy and painting, the people in Zuihonglou also followed her temperament and raised her to be a bit unruly. But in front of Xiao Yuesheng, she was as tame as a kitten.

    Xiao Yuesheng said with a sullen face: "even my martial arts has something to do with Shaolin. Besides, the world is so big, with crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and countless strangers. A great master might pop up somewhere, how can I be proud and complacent?!"

    "Yes, Young Master, I know my mistake!" Fang Xueqing bit her red lips, lowered her eyebrows, and did not dare to refute, but she still believed in her heart that Shaolin Kung Fu was far worse than Young Master!

    A clear light flashed in Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, he shook his head and smiled bitterly. This Fang Xueqing is not easy to train. She has a stubborn temper and it is difficult to change her beliefs.

    Because she was in Zuihonglou and saw all the darkness of human nature, her temperament was also different from that of ordinary women. She looked kind to other people, but was extremely cold and wary in her heart. Only when she got along with the other nine women, she let down her guard and acted like an ordinary girl.  generally.

    However, there is one good thing, that is, he is extremely loyal. Once he believes that he is the master, he will be determined and will not change.

    "Mr. Xiao, forget it, Xue Qing is smart and well-behaved, and there is nothing wrong with her." A'Zhu couldn't bear it and hurriedly begged for mercy.

    Duan Yu nodded hurriedly. When he saw Fang Xueqing lowering her head and biting her lip, he felt extremely pity in his heart and wanted to ask for mercy. However, he thought it was a household matter and there was no need to interfere, so he could only endure it.

    " Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Fang Xueqing, and hummed: "Since Sister-in-law Qiao has spoken, forget it, In the future, you must be cautious when dealing with others, and not be reckless, lest you get yourself involved!"

    "Yes, young master!" Fang Xueqing nodded hurriedly, feeling happy in her heart.

    She heard the implication of the young master¡¯s words. It was not that she was not allowed to do anything with others, but that she had to be cautious and be sure before taking action. She could not act rashly!

    Qiao Feng took a few steps forward and saluted: "Little Master Xu Ming, please pass the message on to Xiao Guanlan, Master of the Infinite Sword, Duan Yu of Dali, Qiao Feng, please see me!"

    Monk Xu Ming was surprised. He suddenly showed a close look and looked at Qiao Feng eagerly: "It turns out that it's Gang Leader Qiao who is driving. I'll go right away, little monk!"

    After saying that, he turned around and went up the steps, and in a few steps he got through the temple door. His agility was in no way commensurate with his short and fat figure, like a giant bear that could move with nimble steps.

    In the blink of an eye, Monk Xuming appeared, with a well-proportioned breath and extremely fast body movements. He jumped out of the temple door, passed the steps directly, and landed in front of a few people.

    He titheted and said solemnly: "Gang leader Qiao, Mr. Xiao, Mr. Duan, and the abbot are busy with things and cannot greet them in person. Please forgive me for the three benefactors!"

    "There's no need to be so polite, Qiao's mentor is here and he's about to pay his respects." Qiao Feng hurriedly waved his hand.

    Monk Xuming turned sideways and stretched out his hand to invite: "The abbot has invited three donors. Please follow the young monk directly to the Main Hall."

    "Okay! Brother Xiao, brother Duan, let's go!" Qiao Feng nodded, turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Okay, I was just going to see what happened."

    "Exactly!" Duan Yu nodded hurriedly, with curiosity on his face, and looked at Fang Xueqing again.

    A'Zhu and Fang Xueqing followed behind them without saying a word. Monk Xu Ming glanced at the two of them, and when he saw Fang Xueqing's bright eyes glancing towards them, he hurriedly turned around and stepped up the steps.

    In front of the main hall, a group of monks surrounded them. Among them were several monks, a foreign monk, and a middle-aged monk standing prominently. Xiao Yuesheng frowned and whispered: "Jiumozhi!"

    The middle-aged monk has a majestic appearance, a gleaming face, and soft eyes. He has the demeanor of an eminent monk. He is none other than Jiumozhi, the great master of the Tubo Kingdom, the Great Ming Wheel King.

    "My crow's mouth really made me right!" Duan Yu slapped his lips, feeling extremely annoyed.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "Brother Duan, you are straight-talking, I admire you!"

    Duan Yu scratched his head and smiled helplessly: "Brother Xiao, don't make fun of me!"

    Qiao Feng also smiled and looked at the field: "This Jiumozhi's martial arts is indeed extraordinary!"

    At this time, Jiumozhi was attacking an old monk and injuring him.
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