The blood of the heavens

Chapter 217 Come Out!
"What conditions," Xuanci said with narrowed eyes, very much like the kind of old fox who wanted to deceive people, and he made up his mind that no matter what Zhang Yuzhu said, he would agree.

As for Zhang Yuzhu's reputation in the Jianghu?

Those are trivial things, don't you know how to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately?

What's more, the Buddha also has fire!
"As long as Shaolin Temple can give me the Marrow Washing Sutra, I will be a disciple of Shaolin Temple, then there is no problem!"

"But" Xuanci hadn't finished speaking, and immediately reacted, and looked at Zhang Yuzhu in astonishment, "You want to wash the marrow sutra?"

"Yup!"

Zhang Yuzhu nodded his head as a matter of course, "Of course it's the marrow washing sutra!"

"But, didn't you just say you wanted the Yi Jin Jing?"

Xuanci frowned and said, it's not that he doesn't want to give it, but that he doesn't have the marrow washing scripture at all.

The secret book of marrow washing sutra has long been lost!

"I thought about it, and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra is more useful to me!"

Zhang Yuzhu shook his head, "The Yi Jin Jing is not of much use to me anymore!"

"The marrow washing sutra has long been lost!"

"Lost?"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Xuanci with some disappointment, he could see that Xuanci really wanted Zhang Yuzhu to join Shaolin Temple.

"Then there is no way!"

"Then it is definitely impossible for me to join the Shaolin Temple!"

"But, you have practiced the golden bell jar, one of my Shaolin's four great magic arts!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at Xuannan, "I am not cultivating a golden bell!"

"This seat is practicing my own unique technique, Tiangang Bajue!"

"It's just a reference to many cheat books!"

"How could it be the golden bell cover that has cultivated your Shaolin?"

"Create your own recipe?"

Listening to Zhang Yuzhu's words, these people didn't believe it at first. How could he create his own cheats at such a young age?
This is all nonsense.

"Why, don't you believe it?"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at the disbelieving expressions of those old monks, and said with a little pride, "No matter what you say, Shaolin's golden bell jar is based on internal strength!"

"And this seat's Tiangangba physical art is mainly based on blood!"

As he said that, he looked at Xuanci, "I think Abbot Xuanci has a deep understanding of it, right?"

Immediately, all the monks' eyes were attracted to Xuanci.

"However, this martial art from ancient times to the present," Xuan Ci was not angry, the point is that they can't beat it, "Only the golden bell mask in this temple can produce this invisible air mask!"

"Anyway, what I cultivate is not Shaolin's golden bell!"

Zhang Yuzhu looked at these old monks, "Since you don't have the marrow washing scriptures, then I'm leaving!"

"Farewell!"

After all, Zhang Yuzhu took the eight-edged iron hammer and walked towards the door of the meditation room.

Seeing that there was someone standing in front of him, he immediately became angry.

"Does Shaolin want to prevent me from leaving the temple?"

Seeing Xuan Generation who was about to lose his temper, Xuan Ci quickly pulled him back, "Don't dare, don't dare!"

"How could I, Shaolin, prevent you from leaving the temple?"

It's really Zhang Yuzhu's sentence who dares to stop me that is too loud.

The battle of Taihu Lake and the battle of Xingzilin were all bloody.

If it wasn't for the people from Xixia Yipintang who took the thunder during the Xingzi Forest battle, then those martial arts comrades in Xingzi Forest must have died more!
Therefore, these powerful people have found out, as long as they hear Zhang Yuzhu's words about who dares to stop me, they will definitely get out of the way immediately.

Otherwise, it would be a river of blood!

Xuanci didn't want Shaolin to break the lineage from him!

Therefore, without hesitation, he stepped forward and pulled Xuannan back.

Zhang Yuzhu stared at Xuanci for a while, "You old monk is really smart!"

Xuan Ci chuckled, "Benefactor Zhang, please!"

As for Xuan Ku and Xuan Nan at the side, they could also be heard from Zhang Yuzhu's accent. Zhang Yuzhu was waiting for someone to stop him!
Naturally, he will not step forward to stop it.

Even if the Shaolin Temple is added up, it is impossible for anyone to be his opponent.

Why stop Zhang Yuzhu from leaving the temple!

"You really don't have anyone to say, let me stop you?"

Zhang Yuzhu had already walked out of the meditation room, and once asked back.

"This killing star is actually looking forward to someone stopping him!"

Xuan Ci cursed inwardly, but there was a smile on his face, he really didn't dare to stop him!
"My Shaolin Temple is a pure place of Buddhism, so naturally it will not prevent others from entering or leaving!"

"Then I'm really leaving!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuzhu always felt something was wrong.

It shouldn't be, someone should stand up at this time and say, I'm here to stop you!
Seeing Zhang Yuzhu's constant teasing, Xuanci and the others kept chanting "Amitabha" to calm their minds.

"Don't worry, Master Zhang, no one in my Shaolin Temple will stop you!"

Xuanci made a swearing guarantee.

"Okay, then I'm really leaving!"

Seeing that Xuanci really didn't want to stop him, Zhang Yuzhu had no choice but to go outside.

"Benefactor, please stop!"

"Ok?"

Xuanci was furious, who shouted?
who yelled?

He just said that no one in Shaolin would stop Zhang Yuzhu from going out, but as soon as the words fell, someone stopped him from leaving the temple!

Isn't this causing trouble for Shaolin again?
So, I followed the voice and saw that it turned out to be an extremely ugly young monk.

"Whose disciple is he?"

Xuanci looked at his juniors.

"That's right!"

"Is this in line with my prediction!"

Zhang Yuzhu suddenly turned around!
It turned out to be an ugly young monk, Xu Zhu, calling Zhang Yuzhu.

"Master Zhang," Xuanci became a little nervous when he saw Zhang Yuzhu take off the sledgehammer from his shoulder, "My Shaolin monks will never stop you!"

"Master Zhang Shi, I think you're going down the mountain." Xu Zhu had never seen such a big scene before, he stammered in fright for a while, "I've prepared some dry food for you!"

As he spoke, he took out a small bundle, which contained some steamed buns and the like.

Hearing this ugly little monk's stammering explanation, Xuanci's heart was finally relieved, and so was the heart of the Xuanzi generation monks.

"You little monk!"

Zhang Yuzhu shook his head, "Thank you very much!"

Zhang Yuzhu took the burden and tied it on his back, "Everyone, take my leave!"

After all, Zhang Yuzhu's figure suddenly disappeared into the Shaolin Temple.

"Senior brother," an eminent monk of Xuan's generation stood up beside him, "This young monk is my three-generation disciple, Xu Zhu!"

"come here!"

Xuan Ci waved his hands at Xu Zhu, looking at the unusually ugly face, felt a little disgusted in his heart.

He wanted to punish him, but once he thought about it, he always felt that he would regret it later.So, hesitated for a while.

"Do you know that Zhang Yuzhu?"

"He asked me to bring him a bowl of water!"

"Oh!"

Xuanci nodded, "Go down first!"

Looking at Xu Zhu's back, Xuan Ci shook his head, then looked at the monk of the Xuan family who spoke just now, "This Xu Zhu must be cultivated well in the future!"

Many monks of Xuanci generation looked at Xuanci in astonishment, not knowing what Xuanci was thinking.

"Think about it, so many people who dare to stop Zhang Yuzhu, who survived?"

"It seems that there is no such thing!"

The monk of the Xuan generation thought about the information he sent back, and shook his head.

"But, my disciple of Shaolin Temple made him stop and stopped him!"

"Are you all right?"

"Is this the source of good fortune?"

Listening to Xuan Ci's words, these people all nodded.

In fact, Buddhists believe in this profound source of blessing.

Right now, Xu Zhu, a little monk, can survive the curse of mortal death, that must be a source of great blessing.

Although Xu Zhu didn't call me to stop you, but please stop, it is no different from me to stop you!

Then such a young monk with profound blessings is naturally worth cultivating!
Naturally Zhang Yuzhu didn't know what happened in Shaolin Temple just now, otherwise, Zhang Yuzhu would have sighed, this Xu Zhu is really a source of great blessing.

If such a thing is encountered by others, it may be beaten to death.

But in Xu Zhu's place, it became a chance instead!
"This little monk is really interesting!"

He really did not expect that Xu Zhu would prepare some dry food for him.

"At that time, if you meet him, help him if you can!"

But after thinking about Xu Zhu's life after that, Zhang Yuzhu suddenly didn't want to talk, didn't he just go down the mountain?
There is no such thing as martial arts!

Xu Zhu doesn't need Zhang Yuzhu's help either.

However, Zhang Yuzhu didn't think about it either, he had already changed so many things, by then, whether Xu Zhu would still have such a source of blessing, maybe!
Along the mountain road, Zhang Yuzhu was traveling fast all the way. Traveling thousands of miles alone had the advantage that others could not catch up with him.

It's just a cup of tea, Zhang Yuzhu has already reached the mountainside.

"It's NN," Zhang Yuzhu scolded the Shaolin monk when he reached the foot of the mountain,

"These stingy monks!"

"If you say you won't join the Shaolin Temple, you won't even serve tea!"

"It makes me a little thirsty now!"

However, it is also quite simple.

There are quite a few tenants next to Shaolin Temple, so it is no problem to borrow some water.

What's more, Zhang Yuzhu has money in his hands, so he is naturally not afraid that he will not be able to borrow money.

Zhang Yuzhu, who was carrying an eight-edged iron hammer, was really walking like the wind, and it took another moment. Zhang Yuzhu was already at the foot of the mountain!
"wrong!"

Zhang Yuzhu suddenly stopped and looked behind him.

However, the backside was extremely calm, and no movement was seen!

"Could it be that Shaolin's ten-thousand-year-old house came out?"

Zhang Yuzhu's mood suddenly became a little nervous. Now he doesn't plan to confront that person yet!

After all, apart from him, it is impossible for anyone to avoid his induction.

The eight-edged iron hammer was already tightly held by Zhang Yuzhu!
"Come out!"

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