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Chapter 666 Shaolin is extinct

Just as He Xie, Qiao Feng and others continued to discuss the matter of the Beggar Clan, they saw a monk walking alone from the mountain, coming this way.

He Xie was the first to find out. He immediately smiled and said with emotion: "It seems that there will no longer be a Shaolin sect in this martial arts world."

The remaining three people are full of enthusiasm to destroy Shaolin in one battle. Although they have stayed at home these days, one can imagine how much trouble this matter will cause in the world!

After this battle, the Tianxiahui is truly unstoppable and it is only a matter of time before it takes over the martial arts world.

The one who came was Xuan Mie, the only remaining eminent monk of the Xuan generation. When he arrived in front of everyone, he chanted the Buddha's name and put his hands together as a salute. When he raised his head again, he looked at He Xie with complicated eyes.

There is hatred, fear, and relief.

"Master He, the abbot of the Bad Sect, please come to the temple to meet me." Xuan Mie said with a bitter tone.

He Xie nodded slightly and turned back to Qi Liu: "Master Qi, you take your men back to the headquarters of Ziwei Palace first. After accepting the canonization, immediately go to Fengxiang Mansion to build a rudder and open a mansion. There must be no mistakes."

"Yes, the first one!" Qi Liu said loudly with excitement in his heart.

As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger, and he can take charge of one party so quickly. He made the right move by following Qiao Feng this time!

Fengxiang Mansion is adjacent to Hehuang Prefecture, so He Xie's intention of making such an arrangement is obvious, which is to prepare for the war with Xixia in the near future.

"Second brother, Elder Wu, let's take a trip." He Xie said with a smile.

Along the way, I saw many monks carrying packages and crying down the mountain. Apparently, Shaolin has begun to dismiss its disciples.

The three of them followed Xuan Mie into the temple. This time, they were in the Palace of the Heavenly King.

There were about a hundred people standing in the temple, which were all the last flames left in Shaolin. When He Xie and others came in, these people all saluted and said hello to He Xie.

Xuanbei's expression was neither happy nor sad, and he was sitting on the futon in the middle. The other monks all had heavy faces.

He Xie glanced around and found that neither Xuanci nor the sweeping monk was present.

After greeting Xuanci, Xuanci nodded to Xuanmie. The latter took a step forward and said with a sad face: "Amitabha, who is the lord, so that the lord can know that Xuanci of our temple committed suicide an hour ago?"

And died."

He Xie shook his head, not surprised by this.

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

He Xie glanced at Qiao Feng, who sighed and said: "Death is like a lamp going out. Since Xuanci has committed suicide, the grudge between me and him has been wiped out."

On the other side, the Shaolin monks also breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that He Xie would not let him go.

Xuan Mie continued: "Since He Shouzun and Captain Qiao agree with this result, then the first agreement between your sect and Shaolin is considered completed?"

"Not bad." He Xie nodded.

Xuan Mie continued with a heavy voice: "He Shouzun must have seen it already. Our temple has dismissed the disciples from each academy today. Now all the disciples of Shaolin are in this hall, exactly one hundred."

After a pause, he continued: "Uncle Zhi Shang has decided to withdraw from 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 sweeping monk.

The Shaolin generation is ranked according to the "Xuanhui Void". All those whose dharma names begin with the character "Zhi" are actually serving monks who work as handymen, and the floor sweeping monk is no exception.

He Xie is not surprised that the sweeping monk wants to quit Shaolin. This old monk is definitely an old monster from the same era as Xiaoyaozi. He has even lived longer than Xiaoyaozi. His forty-year career in Shaolin is probably not enough for him.

A quarter, he cannot have much sense of belonging to Shaolin.

Shaolin is about to be closed down, and there is no need for the sweeping monk to stay in the Shaolin Temple.

"Shaolin will close the mountain starting from tomorrow. From now on, we will no longer entertain foreign guests for fifty years." Xuan Mie said with difficulty, tears welling up in his eyes.

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

A trace of unbearability flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes, but after looking at He Xie, his expression soon became expressionless again.

"So, the second agreement between your sect and Shaolin has been reached." Xuan Mie quickly calmed down.

"Yes." He Xie nodded, cherishing the words like gold.

"From now on, Shaolin only teaches Buddhism and does not practice martial arts," Xuan Mie looked at He Xie and continued, "He Shou Zun has extraordinary eyesight. He must have discovered that all the monks in the temple, including the poor monk and the abbot brother,

All martial arts skills have been abolished."

This time even He Xie couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, he just wanted to prevent the newcomers from Shaolin from learning martial arts, but he did not want the monks in the temple to abolish martial arts.

Needless to say, this must be caused by Xuanbei's insistence on going his own way.

Sure enough, Xuan Mie continued: "This trip to Shaolin went wrong because of fame and fortune, and martial arts is the root of all troubles. Therefore, the abbot senior brother ordered us all to give up martial arts yesterday, and from now on we will focus on cultivating Buddhism.

Ask 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 the Seventy-two Special Skills of our temple, are here. The box on the far side

, that is, in addition to this temple, all Shaolin property deeds and IOU contracts over the years. Later, I will also ask He Shouzun to go to the Sutra Pavilion and Temple Treasury to verify in person."

"No need." He Xie sighed, "Master Xuanbei... I will not doubt Master Xuanbei."

Xuan Bei suddenly raised his head and smiled at He Xie, a very pure smile.

At this moment, even He Xie felt a little ashamed, but he quickly put an end to this thought.

Xuan Mie said: "In that case, the fourth and fifth agreements between your sect and our temple can be considered reached."

He Xie nodded: "Not bad."

Xuan Mie added: "As for the last agreement, Master Zhi Shang is already waiting for He Shouzun outside Bodhidharma Cave in the back mountain."

He Xie nodded: "From now on, all the grudges between the World Society and Shaolin will be wiped out!"

"Amitabha..." a hundred monks chanted in unison.

After a moment of silence, Xuan Mie looked at He Xie and said, "Brother Abbot has something else to say to Lord He, and I'll let the poor monk convey it to you."

He Xie looked solemn, cupped his hands and said, "Master, please give me some advice."

Xuan Mie looked deeply at He Xie and chanted slowly: "The mind is like a master painter, able to paint all the world. All the five aggregates are born, and there is no way but to create."

He Xie was a little moved.

He looked at Xuan Bei, but Xuan Bei smiled compassionately and clasped his hands at him.

"You, don't you blame me?" He Xie asked with a complex expression.

Xuanbei smiled and stretched out his hand, writing in the void: "I know my little friend's heart, how could I be wrong?"

He Xie stared at Xuan Bei in confusion for a long time, then suddenly bowed deeply and said slowly: "Thank you so much, Master Xuan Bei, for the verse. He Xie will keep it in mind and will not dare or forget it in this life."

Xuanbei smiled and nodded, clasped his hands together again, and lowered his eyes slightly.

All the monks put their hands together at the same time and recited: "I wish that all living beings will always be happy and free from all kinds of diseases. If you want to do evil, you will not succeed. All the good deeds you have cultivated will be completed quickly. All doors to evil destinations will be closed, and Nirvana will be revealed to people and heaven."

Right path. If sentient beings suffer all the extremely heavy consequences of their accumulated bad karma, I will accept them on their behalf. I will help all sentient beings to be liberated and ultimately achieve supreme Bodhi..."

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