The inheritance of the family lies in martial arts and name. In short, the key lies in people. The last member of the Dongfang Family, Dongfang Yuan, has been killed, so the Dongfang Family is completely dead.
As for the remaining Bao'er, he is now just an inner disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. Even though there are rumors, as long as the court does not confirm it, it will always be just a rumor.
It is also darkly humorous to say that for such prisoners of the imperial court, the arrest documents issued by the imperial court are not only a reminder, but also an important evidence for their self-certification of their status in the world.
Without this piece of paper, it would be impossible to say that Bao'er was just an inner disciple of the Qingcheng Sect whose identity was questionable.
Compared to the Dongfang Family, which has completely lost its head, there is another existence that has failed but has not yet died. It has always remained in the eyes of all forces in the world, and that is the Jiangnan Huangfu Family.
Although the last head of the Huangfu family, Huangfu Yushu, has died, his son, Huangfu Lingyun, is still alive and is still under house arrest in the pagoda in Southern Shaolin.
Men shoulder a vital responsibility in family inheritance, especially Huangfu Lingyun, who is still the legitimate son. Although he was labeled as a demon due to his father's fault, no one has ever denied his legitimacy to inherit the Huangfu family.
However, due to the last accident, the Demon Exorcism Conference in Southern Shaolin could not be held, so Huangfu Lingyun's disposal was shelved. After so many years, although people in the world have not completely forgotten him, they have selectively stopped using him.
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So, Lu Hanjiang is here.
"Yue Lifeng! You actually dare to show up here! You are so shameless! Aren't you afraid that the ancestors of the Xiaoyao Sect will get up from the ground and teach you a lesson if they find out that you have joined the royal guards?"
Lu Hanjiang encountered the hostility of the Shaolin Temple as soon as he showed up as a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect. The grudge between the two parties was not settled last time, so this time the tensions are rising again, which is expected.
Lu Hanjiang looked behind the monks. Although Southern Shaolin had suffered several setbacks, its foundation was still there, and it was indeed much stronger than the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
But what he didn't expect was that among the group of monks who came to stop him, he saw Xuanku wearing a red cassock. On the day when the Wangjian Tower collapsed, when Xuanku broke into the sea of fire to rescue Suxue, there was no trace of her after that.
He thought the other party was dead long ago.
"Master Xuanku, long time no see. How are you?" Lu Hanjiang didn't even look at the group of monks who were waiting for him. He turned to Xuanku and said hello.
"Amitabha, Moon Donor, it's indeed been a long time since we last met."
Xuan Ku still had the same neither sad nor happy face, but there were faint traces of burns on the back of his neck and on his wrists. It seemed that although he escaped from the fire that day, it was a pity that he could not survive the fire.
And retreat.
Thinking of this, Lu Hanjiang shook his head. He thought too much. He was lucky to survive such a fire. How could he expect the other party to escape unscathed?
"I wonder why Lord Yue is here?" Xuan Ku dismissed the Zhike monks at the mountain gate and led Lu Hanjiang into the temple alone. This magnanimity was much stronger than that of the little monks who were facing a formidable enemy.
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"Meet an old friend," Lu Hanjiang said while admiring the scenery in the temple: "Back then, the Xiaoyao Sect and Mr. Huangfu were somewhat friends. Mr. Huangfu has lived in your temple for so long. Due to both emotions and reasons, I should come.
Just take a look."
Xuan Ku shook his head slightly: "Donor, why do you have to force yourself on others? Mr. Huangfu is now quietly practicing martial arts and reading Zen in a place outside this world. Why do you bother to drag him back into the whirlpool?"
Lu Hanjiang said with disapproval: "Master Xuanku, I'm afraid this is a bit boastful. Buddhism is indeed an external principle, but the Southern Shaolin Temple is a place within the world. Mr. Huangfu stays here, is it different from the outside world?
Is there any difference?"
Lu Hanjiang patted Xuanku on the shoulder. The two of them walked and passed by a lotus pond. Xuanku looked at the lotus in the pond and sighed: "Moon donor, don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."
"Well said, you are not a fish, you know how happy a fish is," Lu Hanjiang nodded, and then said: "Master Xuanku is not Prince Huangfu, how do you know that he is willing to live alone in this temple?"
Xuan Ku said solemnly: "I don't know what Mr. Huangfu thinks, but the masters and uncles will not let him go, and it is useless for Master Yue to force him."
"So you are waiting for me here. Don't you Buddhists always claim to save the world? When did Shaolin start a bandit business? If people are not willing to treat them, can you still force them to stay?
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Lu Hanjiang chuckled: "But having said that, Shaolin is also a secular sect, and it is inevitable to be contaminated by the seven emotions and six desires of the world. But I am curious, Master Xuanku, you are also a monk in this temple, why would you say such disrespectful words to the master."
"Whether the poor monk says it or not, this is what the donor thinks in his heart. Moreover, the uncle in the temple has clearly done so. In this case, why should the poor monk be secretive?" Xuan Ku said calmly.
Lu Hanjiang looked at Xuanku in front of him in surprise, and exclaimed: "I heard that Master Xuanku encountered a disaster at Zhujian Villa. Sure enough, if you survive the disaster, you will be blessed. You, the monk, look much better than those who can only swing their fists.
The bald donkey knows how to recite sutras."
"The donor was so complimentary."
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the pagoda where Huangfu Lingyun was imprisoned. Two young novice monks were waiting under the pagoda. When they saw Xuan Ku bringing someone there, they also came forward for routine questioning.
"I've met Master Xuanku." The young monk came forward and said politely.
Xuanku put his hands together and returned the gift, explaining: "This is Yue Lifeng, Yue Donor. He has an old relationship with Mr. Huangfu. He came to visit this time and asked the two nephews to make it easier for him."
The two young monks looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. How could they not have heard of Yue Lifeng's name? The past that the other party was famous in the Shaolin Temple is still talked about to this day.
However, since it was Xuan Ku who led people into the Shaolin Temple, he must have received the approval of all the leaders. The two young monks did not hesitate for long before they got out of the way.
Lu Hanjiang successfully climbed onto the pagoda and met Huangfu Lingyun after two years of absence.
"Who is here?" Huangfu Lingyun was dressed in neat clothes, sitting in front of a book, holding a book of Buddhism in his hand, his hair was combed meticulously, and he looked calm.
During the two years in the Shaolin Temple, it seemed that not only his extravagant temperament had been eradicated, but also all thoughts of worrying about the family business had disappeared.
Lu Hanjiang doubted whether such a guy could really be used, so he planned to give it a try.
"Master Huangfu, I haven't seen you for two years, how are you doing?" Lu Hanjiang came to the opposite side of him, pulled a futon and sat down, looking around at the simple furnishings.
"Who is your Excellency?" Huangfu Lingyun looked at the strange young master in front of him and asked curiously.
"Young master, have you forgotten? Two years ago, I came here with Miss Linglong from Xuehua Palace. You don't remember me?"
After Lu Hanjiang finished speaking, Huangfu Lingyun's expression changed, he suddenly stood up, looked at him warily and said, "It's you! You actually dare to come back here!"
"Well, it seems that the young master's mind is finally not overwhelmed by all the Buddhist scriptures in the hall. I am very pleased."
Lu Hanjiang opened the teapot on the table, smelled the old tea inside, frowned and put it down, then smiled and said: "By the way, my father and I were old before his death, and it has been some time since he died. I
I took the time to ask you, are you interested in going out?"