"Uncle Master, the abbot and the others may not be able to come." Monk Huiling rushed to the gate of the courtyard, with a little depressed expression and said helplessly.

"Why?" Xuan Cheng frowned slightly and said indifferently.

"The abbot and his team have already started fighting with the Tubo national commander Jiumozhi."

"Uncle Xuan and Uncle Xuan have already been defeated. Before I left, Uncle Xuannan was about to be defeated. The abbot cannot leave."

"And even if I can leave, I'm afraid I can't come here immediately. The people from the Beggars' Sect have already arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain."

Monk Huiling quickly explained, feeling uneasy. Today, Shaolin Temple is really unfavorable, and troubles come one by one, and it feels like it can't get through it.

Xuan Cheng lamented when he heard this, "Oh... it's really a turbulent autumn." But in a blink of an eye, he returned to his calmness and said lightly: "Go and get the pen, ink, paper and ink."

"Yes, uncle."

Monk Huiling hurriedly ran into the room in the courtyard, took out the pen, ink, paper and ink, ran to the Bodhi tree, cleaned up the table, placed the pen, ink, paper and ink, and poured water and ground ink.

Xuan Cheng picked up the wolf's brush, and wrote it on the white paper with ink. Small fly-headed calligraphy appeared on the white paper, straight and peaceful, without any sharpness. Just like his personality, he was calm and peaceful.

Chen Xuanyou took a look and Xuan Cheng was indeed writing down everything about the past and present.

"Why do you have to do this by the master?"

"It's okay to wait a little longer. Since the establishment of Shaolin Temple, it has experienced countless storms and rains, and it still stands. This storm cannot defeat Shaolin Temple."

"Prepare for the rain, just in case."

"That ghost is still hidden in Shaolin. If something happens suddenly, there will be no evidence of death."

"I don't allow any unexpected situations to happen!" Xuan Cheng said lightly while writing.

"Master, you think carefully, it's really best to do this."

With Xuan Cheng's handwritten letter and the testimony of Monk Huiling, even if Xuan Cheng really had an accident, no matter how bright the monk was, he would fool him, and he would not be able to deny him.

Compared to believing in the sweeping monk, Xuan Nan and others naturally believe in their fellow brothers and their disciples more.

There is no errand monk like the sweeping monk. If you don’t talk about your strength, your status in Shaolin Temple will be incomparable to the Xu generation, let alone the Hui generation.

Although Huiling couldn't understand what the two were saying specifically, she also realized that what her uncle wrote was very important.

In a cup of tea, Xuancheng wrote the matter concisely and handed the letter to Chen Xuanyou in front of Huiling. Chen Xuanyou took it and put it in the storage space.

"Master, let's say goodbye first, and then come to see the master after the matter." Chen Xuanyou stood up and said with a polite attitude.

"Master Chen walked slowly." Xuan Cheng smiled gently, "Hui Ling, you will leave with Master Chen."

"Uncle Master, I still have to take care of you."

"No, there is trouble in the temple now, so you can go ahead and do your best."

"Then...well that."

Seeing this, Monk Huiling had to agree.

Chen Xuanyou turned around and left, Huiling followed him. After walking a few yards, Chen Xuanyou suddenly stopped...

"Master Chen, what's wrong?" Monk Huiling looked at Chen Xuanyou who suddenly stopped and asked in confusion.

"I feel a little restless, I want to go back."

"You go to the front to find Yang Zuo and the others and ask them to find Jiumozhi to persuade him to reconcile. Jiumozhi should be able to sell me aside."

After saying that, Chen Xuanyou didn't wait for Monk Huiling to reply, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

...

Just after Chen Xuanyou and the others left, a wind suddenly blew in the windless courtyard, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the Bodhi leaves were blowing loudly...

"You really care about me. As soon as Master Chen left, you came. It seems that I have been under your surveillance..."

"It seems that it's you."

Xuan Cheng lay on the lounge chair and swayed gently, up and down, with a calm expression, his eyes calm, and a vicissitudes of life and plain voice sounded.

Hulala...

No one replied, but the wind in the courtyard became even stronger, and the terrifying storm was confined to the courtyard, and there was no change outside.

Bodhi leaves fall off the tree and rotate clockwise in the yard in a yard, like a green stream flowing through the yard.

The terrifying wind pressure discharged the air, and the air under the Bodhi tree was quickly drained to form a vacuum area where ordinary people could never survive. Xuan Cheng is now an ordinary person. No matter how mysterious the state of mind is, he has never had any cultivation.

Feeling the strength of the upper body being gradually withdrawn, Xuan Cheng, who was about to face death, seemed very calm and said calmly and slowly: "I'm waiting for you on the Buddha's side, don't let me wait too long."

There was still no sound of anyone in the small yard except for the sound of the wind. It was just that the sound of the wind was getting louder and was developing in a sharp direction, like a ghost roar.

At this critical moment, Chen Xuanyou, who decisively came from his heart, finally arrived, flashed and stepped into the courtyard, stretched out his right hand and slapped it in the air. The terrifying power shook the void and directly disrupted the flow of the strong wind. The strong wind dissipated, and the Bodhi leaves fell down the sky.

Swallowing...

Suddenly, the Bodhi leaves falling from the sky stopped in the air and then burst out. The dense Bodhi leaves seemed like a rain of arrows, completely surrounding Chen Xuanyou and Xuancheng.

"A little trick!"

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Chen Xuanyou coldly spoke out two idioms, stretched out his hands and drew two circles in the void, one horizontally and one vertically, and the powerful true energy was emitted. All the Bodhi leaves collided with the two circles and immediately changed their trajectory, reflecting at a faster speed to the northeast corner of the courtyard.

Slap sex...

When the dense green stream was about to fly to the northeast corner, it immediately hit an invisible air wall. A crisp sound sounded, and it exploded into pieces and fell down. A blurred figure appeared in the northeast corner of the courtyard...

Chen Xuanyou's figure rushed to the northeast corner of the courtyard, with a palm print towards the corner of the wall, but a palm was slapped, and the blurred figure had long disappeared.

"I walked quite fast..." Chen Xuanyou said softly.

As expected, the person who took action just now was the Sweeping Monk. None of the others, whether it was Xiao Yuanshan or Murong Bo, should not have that kind of strength.

The strength of the Sweeping Monk is indeed terrifying. Although the two of them just tried it casually and couldn't find it out, according to their own realm, the Sweeping Monk should have reached the ultimate of innate perfection.

Like him, all the meridians in the body, including the main meridians, the eight extraordinary meridians, and the small branches, have been opened up in total, and 365 acupoints in the body have been opened up. Only one step away from entering the realm of immortals on land!

However, this realm is very difficult to enter. Chen Xuanyou clearly felt that the barriers as thick as a city wall were not a human problem, but it seemed that something was wrong with this world.

What is the specific problem? The time to enter the innate perfection is relatively short, and Chen Xuanyou has not figured it out yet.

It is certain that if this problem is not solved, no one will be able to enter the realm of immortals on land.

The way forward is cut off, which is naturally a great sorrow for the warrior. Chen Xuanyou naturally doesn't want to get stuck in this realm for the rest of his life, but he is not in a hurry. He has more time.

Taking a step back, even if you cannot break through this realm in your life, Chen Xuanyou will be unwilling to accept it, but it is not unacceptable.

This life is already wonderful enough, lucky enough, and enjoyable enough.

Living for a lifetime is a great luck, let alone his life span is not just about living for a lifetime, and being content.

Of course, we still have to fight for it. Who doesn’t want to live longer and peek into a higher realm?

"Master, how about following me and going ahead?" Chen Xuanyou turned around and asked.

"No need, since he has retreated, he shouldn't come again."

"What should be left is left. My life and death are not important. It is also great to go to see the Buddha early."

After Xuan Cheng recovered his strength, he swayed on the recliner, his face was plain and leisurely, and he looked completely indifferent to life and death.

"Since that's the case, then leave."
Chapter completed!