"Maybe this is what Shaolin should be like."

On the way to Houshan Damo Cave, Qiao Feng was not without emotion.

"Master Xuanbei is worthy of being a generation of eminent monks, and it is really impressive." Wu Changfeng also said with admiration on his face.

When He Xie heard this, he just smiled and said nothing.

Those martial arts secret books and land deeds, He Xie told Xuanbei to temporarily store them in Shaolin, and after he finished sweeping the monks, he would be transported back to Ziwei Palace by Qiao Feng himself.

Passing through Tallinn and Chuzu Nunnery is where Houshan Damo Cave is located.

In the distance, the three of them saw an old monk sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, like a sculpture, it was the monk who was sweeping the floor.

When the three approached, the sweeping monk Huo opened his eyes and said with a smile: "He Shizhu, the poor monk has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Senior You Lao." He Xie clasped his fists.

"The first-class east enters the sea, and the nine bends do not look back. Who's seal faces the wall, only the reed crosses the river." The sweeping monk chanted slowly, and slowly got up, "I think back in the past when Patriarch Bodhidharma finally attained Bodhi here, it should be What a style?"

He sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that the younger generation is unworthy, and it has brought shame to the ancestors. Fortunately, there is still the kindness of Xuanbei, otherwise, the thousand-year-old temple will be cut off sooner or later."

He Xie's eyes flashed, and he nodded, "That's true."

Xuanbei really touched He Xie. In his plan, Shaolin would die sooner or later, at least the word Shaolin could not be kept.

But now, he has changed his mind, just because of Xuanbei.

The origin of the acquaintance of the temple itself, and the destruction of the Daxiong Palace after a battle, this causal relationship is worth He Xie's unsatisfactory ending.

"He Shizhu is also a kind-hearted person with a kind heart..." The floor sweeping monk Ruo said with deep meaning.

This old monster is really insightful...

He Xie looked at him: "Senior and Xiaoyao Sect, what is the origin?"

The sweeping monk sighed: "The past is like smoke, why bother to bring it up again? But since the donor He asked, the poor monk is not good enough not to answer."

"In the past, when the poor monk was still in the world, Pan Shizhu was the poor monk's book boy..." A flash of reminiscence flashed in the sweeping monk's eyes.

He Xie moved!

Pan Lang has only been a book boy for one person, that is Zhao Dezhao, the second son of Taizu and later known as Prince Yin!

He never thought that the identity of the sweeping monk was so noble!

"In the past, the poor monk and Pan Shizhu worshipped Mr. Xiyi together." The sweeping monk said slowly, "But the gentleman accepted the poor monk as his disciple, but he only recorded his name, so Pan Shizhu has always been a knot in his heart, and even I don’t hesitate to turn against the poor monk because of this, and I haven’t seen each other for a year.”

He Xie was very shocked in his heart, but Qiao Feng and Wu Changfeng heard it in a fog, and they didn't know why.

They neither knew who Pan Shizhu was nor what Mr. Xiyi represented.

"The poor monk originally thought he was a lonely and weird madman, but when the poor monk was twenty-four years old, he encountered a big change, and he took the initiative to come to the poor monk and made a solemn vow to seek justice for the poor monk." The sweeping monk looked complicated and authentic.

He Xie nodded silently. If he guessed correctly, the big change he said should be the case of the axe and candle shadow, Taizu's sudden death, and Taizong's succession to the throne.

That is to say, the Sweeping Monk has already lived to be one hundred and forty-two years old.

What an old monster.

As for Pan Lang's so-called seeking justice, one can imagine why.

"In the following decades, Shizhu Pan has repeatedly worked hard for the poor monk's affairs, but he has repeatedly suffered setbacks, but he is arrogant and unwilling to admit defeat."

The sweeping monk shook his head and sighed: "The poor monk told him that the poor monk had actually put this matter down long ago, but he was just a poor monk and looked down on him, and was even more obsessed with this matter."

When He Xie heard this, he already understood why Mr. Xiyi only accepted Pan Lang as a registered disciple.

"Thirty years ago, Master Pan suddenly found the poor monk, and he was very happy to invite me to preside over the overall situation, saying that the great cause would be accomplished." The sweeping monk said, "But the poor monk had no nostalgia for the red dust at that time, how could he agree? Moreover, his so-called great cause will definitely set off a **** storm in the world, and the poor monk will swear to death."

Thirty years ago again...

This time point is really interesting. He Xie speculated that Pan Lang, the son of Xiaoyao, came to find the monk 30 years ago, after he planned Murongbo to provoke the heroes of the Central Plains to attack Xiao Yuanshan.

"If he didn't talk about it, he became angry and fought with the poor monk." The floor sweeper shook his head. "He spent his whole life working in vain for the poor monk. How could the poor monk bear to hurt him? That's why he was attacked repeatedly by him. Not fighting back."

"He beat the poor monk to the brink of death, and only then did he determine that the poor monk really had no fighting spirit, and he went mad." The floor sweeper finally sighed, with sadness in his eyes, "He threatened the poor monk, and if the poor monk did not show up, he would Let the Five Kingdoms War, repeat the tragedy of the five random China a hundred years ago."

"This person is simply insane!" Qiao Feng couldn't help but said angrily.

The sweeping monk gave him a deep look and said, "Master Qiao Shi has a reason to say that."

"In order to stop him, the poor monk had no choice but to take action against him." Sweeping monk continued, "He has only been running around for worldly affairs for decades, and his martial arts progress has been very slow. The pulse was cut off and all the five internal organs were damaged, but he was still defeated by me."

Having said this, the floor-sweeping monk was silent for a long time before he continued: "Unexpectedly, he couldn't accept the blow of the poor monk's martial arts. already."

"Actually, my teacher passed on my innate picture, just breathing out the method of health preservation." The sweeping monk's eyes showed sadness, "The poor monk's martial arts are all collected and self-taught by the wandering world of later generations, and what he has learned is the most proud of his teacher. martial arts..."

He Xie's heart was maddened, and everything went smoothly, so it was!

The sweeping monk Zhao Dezhao and Xiaoyao son Pan Lang, both worshipped Chen Tuan, the goddess of Huashan Mountain, that is, Mr. Xiyi. Xiaoyaozi was arrogant and jealous by nature, but he had a warm heart and kept his promises.

Although he was jealous that Chen Tuan only accepted the sweeping monk as his disciple, but only accepted himself as a registered disciple, but when the suspected case of Axe and Zhuying happened, he still ran over as soon as possible and told his senior brother that he would definitely help him get justice. At the time, he was only seven years old.

That's how the tragedy started.

Three years later, the sweeping monk Zhao Dezhao left the court with a fake death, maybe he really died, but was rescued by Chen Tuan.

In another two years, Xiaoyaozi began his great cause of rebellion. Since then, for more than 100 years, he has been devoted to seeking justice for his brother, regardless of whether the monk is willing or not.

Thirty years ago, when Xiaoyaozi's layout was completed, he arranged everything, and happily came to Shaolin to find a floor sweeper, and told him your justice. I can already help you get it back. This time, I'm very sure, just need you to stand. Come out and give it a whistle.

But the refusal of the sweeping monk made Xiaoyaozi completely collapse.

A hundred years of obsession turned out to be unwilling, and no one could bear this kind of blow, so Xiaoyaozi injured the Sweeper, and the Sweeper was left with only one breath left. , but the reason for the injury is so serious.

In order to prevent Xiaoyaozi from causing chaos in the world, the sweeper took action to defeat him, and Xiaoyaozi committed suicide in despair. Therefore, a series of arrangements for Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, Wuyazi, Tianshan Tongmao, etc. came to a standstill, even if they went astray. No one has corrected it.

After that, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo went to the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion to stealthily learn martial arts. The floor sweeper acquiesced to the two of them apologetically. Later, Kumozhi also came, and the floor sweeper simply let it go.

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