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In the great hall, Reverend Hui Xin and Daoist San Tong had already exchanged more than fifty moves, and gradually had a better and worse outcome. Each move of the two was filled with an extremely strong inner force. After all, Hui Xin, the abbot, still lacked inner force, and beads of sweat had already seeped out from his forehead. The crowd understood that if this continued, before a hundred moves had been exchanged, Hui Xin would definitely lose. He would either die or be injured, and could not help but feel a pang in his heart.

Daoist Three Paths naturally realized that Reverend Hui Xin did not have enough strength, but from what he said to Daoist Fu Yuan just now, although Fu Yuan was disrespectful towards him in his words, in his heart, he still recognized him as Reverend Young Master Lin. If he were to kill Reverend Hui Xin with a single palm strike, then Monk Fu Yuan would lose his mind and become insane, which would be greatly disadvantageous to him. Furthermore, coming to Shaolin this time was not about bravery and ruthlessness. Instead, it was about bewitching people from the martial arts world to become enemies with Shaolin together. He knew that the people of the Central Plains loved gifts. At this time, Hui Xin had already lost. If he showed mercy, he would definitely be able to capture the hearts of others.

Thinking of this, he slowed down his attacks. Daoist Three Paths paused for a moment before he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person not far away practicing martial arts by himself. Only when he paid attention did he hear what Monk Fu Yuan was mumbling. He was shocked and thought, "I was only interested in fighting with this old monk Hui Xin and I didn't notice them at all." The old monk was truly worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin. After tangling with me for a while, he had actually used a lot of strength in me. I wonder what those two are doing. "

Daoist Three Paths pondered as he made his move. Suddenly, a thought struck his mind as his left palm abruptly struck towards Hui Xin's shoulder. Hui Xin had no energy left, so he could only leap backwards. Daoist Three Paths did not pursue, but instead stood on his two feet and said with a "Yi" sound, "Not only is the Divine Monk's martial arts the best in the world, his methods of teaching martial arts are also unique. This Penniless Priest has traveled far and wide for many years and has never even heard of this name before. After fighting with Reverend Hui Xin for a long time, he was still full of energy. Everyone in the hall could clearly hear his words.

Hui Xin heard his words and looked back, only to see Fu Yuan and the other two. He was depressed in his heart, "Uncle Fu Yuan is delirious. Although he did not injure anyone, he has been teaching Almsgiver Ye the entire time. He will only cause the misunderstanding to deepen." Taking two deep breaths, he walked up and shouted, "Martial Uncle, our temple's cultivation technique is not to be spread out. Today, Martial Uncle has repeatedly pointed out to Benefactor Ye that it violates the rules of the temple. If we stay here till today, we won't be able to escape the pain of war. " He only said the words "point it out", putting aside the suspicion of passing down techniques. Also has the Shaolin temple regulation reason, the intention is to remind everyone, Liu'er and Shaolin temple has nothing to do with.

Daoist Three Paths faintly smiled and falsely praised, "The Shaolin Temple's rules are indeed strict. It is the same even for your own family." Hui Xin ignored him and heard Fu Yuan say with a tone of anger yet not anger, "You old monk, you are unreasonable. The old monster is a monk from Shaolin Temple, but his martial arts is not from Shaolin Temple. The rules of the Shaolin Temple can control old demons, but not their martial arts. Old demons can teach whoever they want to. " Hui Xin frowned slightly and said, "Martial Uncle …" After thinking about how Fu Yuan was delirious, he could not help but blame him. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Amitabha, you are so good."

Fu Yuan stopped chanting the Buddhist scriptures. After Liu'er performed her move, she also withdrew her move. He hadn't finished practicing his fist techniques and was already drenched in sweat. Now that he had stopped, he felt slightly tired. He looked at Fu Yuan in a daze, then looked at Reverend Hui Xin, bowed, and said, "Master Reverend, junior seemed to have gotten possessed just now, and somehow started practicing his punches. The fault was with junior, and with Fu Yuan … Senior has nothing to do with it. If the Reverend is to punish, then only this junior shall be punished. " Hui Xin replied, "Amitabha, Benefactor Ye's words are wrong. Almsgiver Ye is not a monk from Shaolin Temple and has nothing to do with this temple. Furthermore, he is not a Great Evildoer from Cholera Martial Forest.

Daoist Three Paths sneered and said, "Even at such a state, Reverend Hui Xin still wants to leave Young Hero Ye and the noble temple alone. Isn't that too ridiculous?" Was he deaf or blind? Are you treating them as fools? " Although his words were directed at Hui Xin, his words were filled with mockery. When everyone heard him, it was as if they were calling themselves deaf, blind, and foolish. How could they bear it?

There was a commotion, and Zhao Pingchuan asked angrily, "That's right! Since things had already come to this point, it was best if Reverend Huixin did not try to blabber on. Just what does this young man surnamed Ye have to do with Shaolin Temple? Everyone clamored and agreed, "That's right! "If he's not involved, why does he always have to protect him?" "Buddhist disciples are not allowed to use any words. How come even the abbot told a lie?" Was it really that hard to talk about? It's fine if you don't have it, but if you do, why don't you want to admit it? Could it be that the Shaolin Temple really wants to become the 'tiger Fu Yi' and wants to become the overlord of the martial arts world? " The crowd got angrier and angrier, and the questions they asked became more and more outrageous.

Fu Yuan looked confused as he asked Liu'er secretly, "Brat, how did you offend so many people?" They say you have something to do with Shaolin Temple? "What do you mean?" Liu'er looked at him, thinking that this crazy monk in front of her might be her real father. Her lips moved, not knowing how to reply. Fu Yuan thought that Liu'er was afraid when she saw how angry everyone was. Anger welled up in her and she mumbled, "A man dares to take responsibility for what he has done. Whatever he has done before, he will admit it." At most, I can just kill these people or be killed by them. With these words spoken, everyone began to sweat profusely and became much quieter.

He had thought about how many sleepless nights he would be able to find his parents no matter how poor or wealthy they were. If they could hear him call them "Father, Mother," then they would have no regrets. However, no matter how much he thought about it, he never would have thought that his father would actually be a monk. Furthermore, he was an evil monk that anyone could kill. Even though Liu'er had no more complaints, she felt like the heavens were always playing tricks on her. The resentment in her heart flared up as she roared at Fu Yuan, "Although I, Liu'er, am a beggar, I am not poor. No matter what, he was still a good man who could support both heaven and earth! What was there to not recognize? Instead, it's you. Do you dare to admit it? " Fu Yuan was stunned by his question. He didn't understand what was going on and thought that he was talking about his previous sins. He then said, "Then why wouldn't I dare to? If the old monster did not recognize me, how could I have been locked in the cave for more than ten years? "

The crowd burst into an uproar as they thought to themselves, "As expected, father and son recognize each other!" Hui Xin saw that there was no other choice, and abruptly chanted the Buddhist prayer. He suppressed everyone's voice and said: "Amitabha! Fukuyuan Fukuyama Monk had been trapped by love for more than a dozen years and had fallen into the devil's trap, committing a heinous crime. Although the old monk and his junior brothers had captured Junior Master Fu Yuan and locked him in the depths of the temple, they didn't know that the woman had already become Junior Master Fu Yuan's flesh and blood. Martial Uncle Fu Yuan had been locked in the mountains for many years, but he had not stepped out of the cave. In the past few days, his five grand methods had reappeared, and even the old monk was puzzled. He had found out that Almsgiver Ye had this kind of martial art, but he did not dare to say that Almsgiver Ye must have been the son of Fu Yuan's martial uncle and that woman. Initially, I had wanted to find an opportunity to clarify this matter, and then give everyone an explanation. However, I did not expect that Benefactor He would instead use this opportunity to make things difficult for the Shaolin Temple and the Shaolin Temple. "

Hui Xin sighed and continued, "If it is as everyone thinks, then Almsgiver Ye indeed has a great relationship with this temple, then this old monk will definitely give everyone an explanation …" Before he could finish his words, someone interrupted coldly: "An explanation? "You stinking monks are just trying to protect your reputation!"