Chapter 22: Shi Enbude, Shaolin is short of money?

"Oh, did those Shaolin ancestors really say that?"

Hearing what Abbot Sanzang said.

Elder Longchuan was stunned and somewhat doubtful.

Elder Longchuan naturally knew that the incarnation cellar contained the spiritual power of the former Shaolin ancestors.

I also understand that every Shaolin abbot has the ability to communicate with the Shaolin ancestors.

But Abbot Sanzang told him that there would be a reincarnation of the Shaolin monk who would appear and defeat the Black Fox King again, which was somewhat far-fetched!

Could it be that the three great monks back then did not completely perish in the world?
But continue to live in another form...

"This is what Zen Master Jueyuan said himself."

Seeing Elder Longchuan's suspicion, Abbot Sanzang had to speak.

At this moment, Elder Longchuan's expression became serious:
“It’s actually this eminent monk!”

Zen Master Jueyuan was once a great monk of Shaolin Temple. Not only was he extremely skilled in the creation of nature, but he also had a profound knowledge of Buddhism.

He once saved the day when Shaolin was in danger!

Speaking of the reincarnation of the Shaolin monk.

Abbot Sanzang couldn't help but think of Lin Xuan.

He changed the subject and said to Elder Longchuan with a smile:
"By the way, Elder Longchuan, during the time you were away from the temple, I accepted a new disciple, his name is Lin Xuan."

Abbot Sanzang hasn't accepted any disciples for many years.

Hearing this, Elder Longchuan was very curious and frowned and asked:

"What's so special about this child that Abbot Sanzang would take him seriously?"

"I believe that Elder Longchuan will know about it soon."

Abbot Sanzang did not speak directly, but kept it a secret.

Elder Longchuan is the abbot of Bodhi Temple.

Specializes in swordsmanship and various special weapons and martial arts.

If Lin Xuan wants to learn related Shaolin skills in the future, he will inevitably have to contact him.

By then... perhaps Elder Longchuan will understand why he accepted him as his disciple.

Hearing this, Elder Longchuan shook his head helplessly.

He is the abbot of Duyi Temple, but he still likes to speak in riddles.

Perhaps it is because of this that Abbot Sanzang is so popular among children.

The two talked for a while, and Elder Longchuan seemed to have thought of something and asked hurriedly:
"Abbot, how much food is left in the temple?"

"When I arrived, I found that many refugees were flocking to Shaolin Temple. Eighty percent of these people's homes were destroyed by the Black Fox soldiers, so they had to be displaced and fled to our Shaolin."

Abbot Sanzang lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together and said:
"Don't worry about how many there are. Monks should be compassionate and save all living beings."

"Since the refugees have come to our Shaolin Temple, we will do a favor and add a few more monks to the duty tomorrow, and let Wang Dianzuo lead the monks in the temple to build a few more porridge sheds."

The position of the head monk in the temple is responsible for the dining hall and relief.

Abbot Sanzang has profound attainments in martial arts. He is conversing with Elder Longchuan.

With just one glance, he saw the current situation in his body and couldn't help but advise:

"Elder Longchuan, I see that your internal strength is weak. You have been traveling a lot these past few days. You should have a good rest when you return to Shaolin. It is okay to put aside the temple affairs for now."

Elder Longchuan followed the advice of Abbot Sanzang and did not act stubbornly:

"Then I'll go back first."

"Please inform the abbot and Elder Wen Dao about the injuries of the monks."

"Doctors are kind-hearted. Elder Wen Dao will be sympathetic."

Abbot Sanzang said.

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Lin Xuan was reading books in the Sutra Library for more than an hour, then went back to sleep.

On the second day.

When a hint of dawn appeared in the east and the pine leaves were still covered with morning dew, Lin Xuan had already come to the back mountain and began his practice.

As usual, he sat cross-legged, concentrated his Qi into Dantian, and practiced the "Dragon Elephant Subduing Demons" technique to absorb the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.

Along with the formation of the "Qi Eye", wisps of spiritual Qi surrounded Lin Xuan.

If there were other people here, they would see that a white mist was rising from his body.

The plan of the day is in the morning.

In the early morning, after a night of hibernation, all things will come alive again when the dawn comes.

At this moment, the spiritual energy of all things in heaven and earth is the purest and most abundant, making it very suitable for practicing.

This went on for an hour.

Lin Xuancai finished his practice.

When I opened my eyes, the sunlight shone through the branches and twigs above my head, casting mottled light and shadows. In the distance, the water was flowing, and the surroundings were quiet, quite Zen-like.

After sitting for a while, Lin Xuan got up and went down the mountain.

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Lin Xuan arrived at the kitchen with familiarity. He wanted to eat three steamed buns and a bowl of porridge.

But when he got to the stove and just opened the steamer to take out the steamed bun, he was told by the senior brother next to him that he could only take one steamed bun.

"Brother, do you know my appetite?"

Lin Xuan looked at him in confusion.

Think about your appetite, brother, aren’t you clear about this?

"Junior brother, it's not that I don't let you eat, but Master Wang Dian issued an order this morning that the food supply to the monks in the temple will be reduced by half during this period." The senior brother explained with a wry smile.

“Half?”

"Why?"

Lin Xuan frowned.

"I don't know either. I heard it was arranged by the abbot."

"Master's arrangement?"

He was slightly confused.

I am a little confused as to what Abbot Sanzang’s intention is.
But when he saw that the other brothers who came here ate less than usual, he didn't dare to take more.

I could only take a steamed bun and go to get some porridge.

But... the porridge is also thin porridge.

"Is Shaolin short of food or money? This shouldn't be the case..."

Lin Xuan felt very depressed while drinking the clear soup and porridge.

Fortunately, before leaving, Lin's father gave Lin Xuan twenty cents so that he could improve his food.

So, he thought of calling Zhang Dong to go down the mountain to have a good meal in the afternoon.

Try some meat.

For this reason, after breakfast, he went to Yaowangyuan to say hello to Zhang Dong.

But unexpectedly, we haven’t reached the gate of Yaowangyuan yet.

A pungent and unpleasant smell of medicine hit him in the face, making his brows tense and his face look disgusted.

"Did Xie Dong make the medicine muddy?"

Lin Xuan muttered to himself.

After the last incident with Lu Yan, Lin Xuan was also able to deal with Xie Dong and others.

But when Lin Xuan walked into the Medicine King Courtyard and saw the piles of herbs in the yard and a room full of blood-stained bandages, his face instantly became solemn.

Looking into the inner room, I saw several monks lying on the beds.

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"Zhang Dong, go get the Wu Shou ointment!"

"No...it's bone-replenishing ointment!"

"Okay, Master."

At this moment, an elder in the room who was tall and thin, with a long face, thick ears, thin eyebrows and thick beard, took a look at the injuries of the monk on the bed, and then gave instructions to Zhang Dong who was standing beside him.

But he seemed to be a little slow in thinking. As soon as he finished speaking, he changed his words and corrected himself.

Zhang Dong has long been accustomed to this.

After Elder Wen Dao finished his first sentence, he did not rush to leave.

Instead... I deliberately waited a little longer.

Zhang Dong left the house and wanted to run towards the main hall of Yaowang Courtyard.

But as soon as he went out, he saw Lin Xuan standing in the yard doing nothing.

Compared with other busy brothers, he stands out.

"Brother Xuan, why are you here?"

"I was looking for you. I wanted to ask you to come down the mountain for lunch at noon."

"Go down the mountain to eat? I'm afraid that's not possible."

"Last night, the monks who went out with Elder Longchuan returned to the temple, but most of them were injured. My master and I are very busy right now, so we may not be free these days."

"So that's what's going on. I understand."

"Go and do your work first."

Lin Xuan did not talk much with Zhang Dong. After two or three sentences, he urged him to leave.

(End of this chapter)