Chapter 488: : Shaolin Sweeper

This sigh sounded ethereal, but it was like a twilight drum and morning bell, containing the sound of the supreme Buddha. It struck the hearts of everyone in the courtyard. Those Shaolin disciples who were originally full of decisive and tragic emotions only felt that their minds were gone and peace was restored. status.
"The old monk just cleaned the courtyard, and it was messed up by you guys...Go away! Go away! I'll clean up again!"
After sighing, an old voice sounded. Following the voice, an old monk slowly appeared at the entrance of the compound.
Everyone in the courtyard turned their heads and saw that the old monk was wearing a patched monk robe and holding a broom in his hand. While walking slowly toward this side, he swept the broom to sweep the ground debris. It was actually in Shaolin. Of a sweeping monk.
The sweeping monk had long eyebrows and long beards, his face was wrinkled, and he couldn't tell how old he was. He was hunched back and thin, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
"Uncle Xuanku!"
Although the status of this sweeping monk in Shaolin is not high, his seniority is higher than that of the monks such as Jueren. Therefore, the monks such as Jueren met him and all followed him.
"Abbot! Elders! If you don't practice exercises or recite Buddhist scriptures, what are you gathering here for? Old monk, I want to clean the courtyard, let's go!"
The sweeping monk named Xuanku paid a salute with one hand and said blankly.
Abbot Jueren and the six elders smiled bitterly at each other.
This Xuan Ku has been in Shaolin for many years, but Jueren remembers that he was already there when he first entered Shaolin.
At that time, Xuanku was also sweeping the floor. Now that decades have passed, Juoren is already the abbot of Shaolin, and Xuanku is a sweeping monk.
The entire Shaolin monks, even the abbot Jueren, think that Xuan Ku is a conscientious and unimpeded ordinary sweeping monk, because of his seniority, all monks respect him on the surface, but in fact many The monk never looked at him directly, treating him as a dispensable existence.
Xuan Ku was probably dim in his old eyes. After entering the courtyard, he could neither see the swords of the opposing parties here nor feel the tension and depressive atmosphere. After greeting the monks and other monks, Xuan Ku continued to clean the ground and gradually arrived. Sitting cross-legged beside the Shaolin monks in front of Fang Bai.
"Uncle Xuanku..."
Juoren just wanted to persuade Xuanku to go, but his facial expression froze before he finished speaking, and he saw a scene that shocked him.
I saw Xuanku waving his arms lightly, and a strong gust of wind swept out from under his broom. The more than twenty Shaolin monks sitting in front of Fang Bai were photographed by the violent wind, and no one was able to sit still and tumbling. Was "cleared" out of this area.
Even the abbot Juoren and the six elders, under the raging wind, had a feeling of suffocation, and they were forced to step back a few steps one after another, and had to run the true essence to contend.
There are more than 20 Shaolin monks, that is, more than 20 Xuan-level martial artists. With a wave of Xuanku's broomstick, how powerful is it that can force them to be removed from the place?
All the Shaolin disciples, including Juoren, looked at the mysterious suffering on their backs in a daze, feeling as if they were in a dream, and what followed was endless joy and excitement.
It turns out that this obscure sweeping monk, who is not valued by anyone, is actually a hidden super master!
With this super master in Shaolin, two young men who rushed up the mountain and asked their teachers for crimes, it would be difficult to make waves anymore, right?
For the first time, Juoren looked at Xuanku carefully, and found that with his own cultivation, he couldn't sense the slightest martial arts aura in Xuanku, and he couldn't see through this seemingly ordinary thin old monk.
Juoren knew that the more such a warrior, the stronger.
"Amitabha! This time the Shaolin troubles have been resolved by the uncle of the hardships!"
The title of Juoren Gaoxuan, with both palms together, gives a deep ceremony.
This time, he respected Xuanku from the heart.
"Oh...you little monks, if you don't chant the Buddhist scriptures and devote yourself to cultivating in the temple, why do you move your mortal heart and run to mix worldly trivial matters? Fortunately, you haven't created a murder, otherwise I won't help them!"
Xuan Ku stopped cleaning the ground, instead used broomsticks to support the ground. Looking at the group of more than 20 monks who were "cleared" by his broomsticks not far away, he shook his head and sighed, looking like he hated iron for not making steel.
"I know you want heaven-level exercises, but what we have in Shaolin is the inheritance of exercises. If you can cultivate those inherited things well, it is enough! Sometimes a ray of greed can give rise to endless disasters! It’s not that this incident is at stake for my Shaolin’s destiny. I can’t be too lazy to ask questions and give you a headache!"
At the end of Xuan Ku's speech, his turbid eyes were sharp and sharp, and they swept over the more than twenty Shaolin monks. Those monks only felt the pressure like a mountain surge, and they couldn't help trembling.
Xuanku’s slight aura and pressure shocked almost everyone on the scene. Jueren and other monks looked at the old monk with awe and worship, only to feel that his seemingly thin body was more than a hill. Be majestic and tall.
"Grandpa, do you know that sweeping monk? He seems to be very powerful!"
The dragon the ancient tree in the distance was holding the binoculars in both hands, her gaze shifted from Fang Bai to Xuan Ku, and she asked in a low voice with a look of surprise.
Although Dragon Girl couldn't hear what Xuanku was talking about, she knew that the old monk was not easy from Xuanku's expression and manners and the respectful attitude of the old monks such as Juoren to him.
Abbot Jueren is a dignified mid-level powerhouse, and a monk who can make him so respectful is at least a high-level powerhouse, right?
"I knew... I knew... Shaolin really hides dragons and crouching tigers... That sweeping monk, Xuanku, should be a hundred years old, and his cultivation is not much weaker than mine..."
The Dragon Girl was shocked: "Is he also a heavenly warrior?"
Long Jingtian shook his head and said: "The sky level is still a little short, it's a half-step sky level! But think about it, that's just a sweeping monk! God knows if there is a stronger warrior in Shaolin?"
Long Nuo looked worried, and whispered: "I don't know if Fang Bai can beat the sweeping monk...Grandpa, let's show up and dissuade them, otherwise they really fight, in case... no matter who gets hurt, they will all Not so good!"
"Don't worry, let's take a look... I'm curious, how much strength Fang Bai has hidden!"
Long Jingtian stared at the field and saw that Fang Bai faced the half-step sky-level sweeping monk Xuanku, his face remained unchanged, his expression was indifferent, and his heart was secretly surprised. He felt that Fang Bai became more and more unpredictable.
Even a high-ranking martial artist at the prefecture level would be a little unbearable when faced with the pressure released by a half-step sky-level martial artist, but Fang Bai has a leisurely expression. It seems that his cultivation level is definitely not limited. No wonder he dared to challenge the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat array just now.
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