The protagonist of the story is gone, and the heroes are peeking out of the Shaolin Hall to digest the news they just got.

Behind Xuanci, Master Xuanji said: "Master Abbot, can we help Xiao Yuanshan and his son?"

Xuan Ci shook her head and said, "How can parents' enemies be slapped in the hands of others? Although Murong Bo and his son have a good or bad advantage, they can help Bai Xiaosheng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, and they will not be able to match Xiao's father and son." At this point, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Junior brother, Xiao Yuanshan has been hiding in my Shaolin for more than 30 years. He secretly learns my Shaolin martial arts. He must not let him return to the Great Liao."

Xuan Ji was slightly shocked and bowed and said, "Yes, junior brother understand!" He ordered behind him, Xuan Ben, Xuan Nan and others immediately went down secretly. Most of the Shaolin disciples had no traces of sight without realizing it, but they followed several people.

In front, Xuan Ci looked at everyone and thought of the letter she received yesterday, and couldn't help but smile on her face, but what does this smile mean? Happy, happy? It seems that it is not. His smile is really complicated!

"Amitabha!" The old Buddha's name attracted everyone's eyes again. He looked at everyone with no joy or sorrow on his face, and said, "I have lived in Shaolin for more than 20 years. Although I dare not compare myself with my predecessors, I am worthy of the Shaolin ancestors. But in one thing, Xuanci is sorry for the ancestors and the Shaolin Temple. Amitabha Buddha!"

The heroes and the Shaolin monks were stunned. What does the master mean?

"More than thirty years ago, I did something wrong and killed innocent people, and had already committed the killing. But at this time there was a reason, and it could be justified. However, the sexual precepts that Xuanci violated were from the bottom of his heart and could not be called a high monk."

The faint words seem to have regrets, but they seem to have longing for you? But everyone can't understand this feeling. What do you mean by old age? Everyone knows how to kill, but this lust...

The heroes looked at Xuan Ci one by one, their eyes were very strange. Xuan Ci ignored everyone and said to himself: "I am not Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me. The person killed by Lao Donor Xiao was also killed because of Xuan Ci, and Xuan Ci was very guilty. Junior Brother Xuan Ji, I have violated the Buddhist precepts and hurt Shaolin's reputation. According to the precepts of this temple, how should I punish you?"

Xuan Ji widened his eyes and said, "This... Senior Brother..."

Xuan Ci shook his head and said, "The state has its own laws, and the family has its own rules. Any sect, gang, clan and temple will inevitably have unworthy disciples. The preservation of reputation and reputation is not to ask for no one to violate the rules, but to ask for punishment according to the law and not to borrow any vacancies. Xuan Ci violated the precept of lust, and as an abbot, the punishment was doubled, and the law-enforcement monk beat Xuan Ci to two hundred sticks. The reputation of Shaolin Temple is at stake, and no one can follow the personal fraud." As he said that, he knelt down on the ground, and he stroked the monk's robe in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall of Shaolin Temple, and exposed his back.

The heroes looked at each other and the abbot of Shaolin Temple was tortured in public. That was really shocking, and it was a big violation of things. Moreover, Xuanci's statement was vague. Everyone just knew that he had violated the precept of lust, but the others were not very clear.

Xuan Ji was also at a loss and stepped forward to support Xuan Ci, but Xuan Ci used his strength and he could not hold him up at all. He had to say, "Abbot, this...you..."

Xuanci shook his head again and said, "I have been famous for thousands of years in Shaolin Temple, how can I ruin my hands?"

Xuan Ji said with tears in his eyes: "Yes...yes..."

"Oh!" Xuanci sighed and said, "After I die, if that person comes to him, you will give him this letter; if she doesn't come, the dust will return to the dust and the soil will return to the soil." After taking Xuanci's letter, Xuanci said heartbrokenly: "Yes, senior brother! The law-enforcement monk, use punishment."

The two law-enforcement monks bowed together and said, "Abbot, you have offended me." Then they stood up straight, raised their punishment staff, and hit Xuanci's back. The two monks knew that the abbot was being punished was to be humiliated in public, not because of flesh and blood. If their subordinates looked at others and left the talk, the abbot's humiliation would be fruitless. They beat him down with a stick and patted him with a sound. In a moment, they beat Xuanci's back, and his thighs were covered with stick marks, and blood splattered on the monks. When the monks heard the law-enforcement monks shouting "one five, ten" and shouting the pole, they all bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, and silently chanted the Buddha's name.

Seeing this Xuanci, everyone was very sad. Xuanci had violated the precept of lust, which must be good, but such an old man was beaten in front of everyone, and he did not use his skills to protect his body. How could he survive after two hundred sticks?

For a moment, everyone looked unbearable, and a monk said, "Senior Brother Xuanji, the temple respects Buddhist precepts, the abbot is punished together, and I admire him very much. However, Senior Brother Xuanci is old and he is unwilling to use his skills to protect himself, but these two hundred sticks cannot withstand it. I will talk about my love, and now I have beaten eighty sticks. Let's record the remaining numbers for now."

Many of the heroes shouted and said, "That's right, let's have a love affair."

Before Xuan Ji answered, Xuan Ci said loudly: "Thank you for your kindness, but the precepts are like a mountain, and you cannot be lenient. Enforce the law and lenient. Enforce the law and lenient. Use a stick quickly." The two enforced monks had already suspended their torture, but when they heard the abbot's words firm, they had to raise the stick again, wanting to beat him one or one or two to one.

"Please stop two monks, Xiaoke has something to say!" At the critical moment, a young master stood up. Everyone looked at it and found that the young master was quite handsome. He pinched a folding fan in his hand and carried a long sword on his back, looking extremely chic. "The precepts in the world are to punish those who violate the precepts. Abbot Xuanci violates the precepts and punish the temple rules. The reason for punishment is to regret knowing the mistakes. Xiaoke dared not say that Abbot Xuanci has known the mistakes, but he must have regretted it. Master, Xiaoke should not say too much, but if two hundred sticks are taken, Abbot Xuanci will definitely die. The law enforcement monk should beat someone who violates the precepts, but he should beat people to death. Wouldn't he commit murder again?"

"Amitabha!" said the great monk who spoke for the first time, "This young master's words are reasonable. Master Xuanji, Abbot Xuanci is old and does not use his power to resist. If he goes down with two hundred sticks, he will definitely die. This is the principle of discouragement. Since punishment is to make people know their mistakes and regret it. Now that he beats people to death, wouldn't it violate the law of Shaolin's non-killing? Please consider it."

"These two are reasonable, Master Xuanji, please remember it for the sake of Abbot Xuanci's age." Many people supported him, Xuanji was naturally willing, but Senior Brother Xuanci...

"Amitabha! Xuanci thanks you all for your righteous words. But precepts are precepts. As an abbot, Xuanci cannot maintain Shaolin's reputation, but instead discredits Shaolin. How can he not punish him? Brother Xuanji, don't hesitate anymore, and do it quickly."

"Master is such a bad word! Your mistake has been made, and the reputation of Shaolin Temple will not be ruined by the master's mistake. Isn't the master's urging so much? Isn't this the desire to seek death? Is this worthy of Shaolin Temple's years of cultivation?" The book took two steps forward and pointed at Xuan Ci and said, "You have made a mistake. It is a legitimate reason to be executed by the temple rules, but your reason lies in death. After you let go, you have finished it. Do you ever know your mistake? Have you ever regretted it?"

"Amitabha!" The young master's words made the monks around him ring the sound of Buddha's name, and Xuanci's face also showed a look of pain, and he slowly lowered his head.

The young master was unreasonable and continued, "If you can't let go of the mother and the mother in your letter, you will live to see if they live well, but they will hope; if you can't let go of Shaolin Temple, you should live and protect Shaolin. Now, you will die all the time to escape from your wife and children and escape from Shaolin. Isn't it a real man to do?"

"Amitabha!" Xuan Ji stepped forward and bowed: "What this young master said is a great combination of Buddhist principles. Senior brother, please tell Xuan Ci to be arrogant! Come and help Senior Brother Xuan Ci to take care of her! "

"Yes!" The two law-enforcement monks immediately put down their sticks and helped Xuanci walk down.

Xuan Ji bowed to the young master again and said to the heroes: "Xuanci's body violates the precepts of sexual precepts, and must not be punished. The punishment for the precepts is to know the mistakes and regret them. People should not be beaten to death. Therefore, please note this stick strike for a while, and then make up for it after Xuanci's body is well. However, the precepts are precepts and there must be no loopholes. Since Senior Brother Xuanci has violated the precepts, he cannot be the abbot of Shaolin. Today, the heroes are here, which can be proved to be Shaolin."

At this time, Shaolin Temple was not only the largest sect in the world, but also a sect that many people were convinced. In terms of reputation and character, many people admired it. When Xuan Ji said this, everyone applauded. Of course, there were also voices of disdain among these people, just like the four generals brought by Murong Fu, but how dare they say too much, otherwise wouldn’t they be angry? Moreover, the Murong father and son were here, and offended Shaolin, it was hard to say anything.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, the young man smiled slightly. He slowly withdrew from the crowd and looked around, as if he had determined the direction. When his feet moved, the person had already flashed out. Seeing his lightness skills, he was extremely similar to Bai Xiaosheng. Isn’t this Lingbo Weibu?

Who is this person?
Chapter completed!