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Chapter 112

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Northern Song Dynasty.

Mount Song.

Northern Shaolin Temple.

Inside the Great Hero Hall.

A group of Northern Shaolin monks led by Xuanci looked at the Azure Cloud List in the firmament.

Looking at Aisin Gioro Yinzhen, who had just made the list.

Seeing the "Tathagata Palm" and the Boneless Sarira rewarded by the Heavenly Dao.

The eyes of the group of monks all lit up.

Kongwen said, "Abbot!"

"Tathagata Palm!"

"Boneless Sarira!"

"These are all peerless treasures of our Buddhist sect!"

"If they are controlled by outsiders, wouldn't that tarnish the prestige of our Shaolin!"

"Abbot, we must welcome these two treasures back to our Shaolin!"

Xuanci frowned and said, "Kongwen, this matter is of great importance!"

"This Aisin Gioro Yinzhen is an imperial prince of the Qing Dynasty."

"His own strength is also extraordinary."

"He is already a peerless expert at Heavenly Man Rank 7."

"In our Shaolin Temple, until now, only Junior Brother Kongran has reached the Heavenly Man Realm!"

"However, Junior Brother Kongran is sometimes mad and sometimes clear-headed."

"It is difficult to rely on his strength."

At this time, Kongwen said directly, "Abbot, have you forgotten?"

"There is still a supreme expert at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Man Realm in our temple!"

Upon hearing this, a trace of hesitation appeared on Xuanci's face.

"Are you talking about Uncle Great Bei?"

Kongwen nodded and said, "That's right, it's Uncle Great Bei."

Xuanci said, "Uncle Great Bei is in the closed-door meditation of life and death; when he entered, he once said that unless it is a crisis of the temple's destruction, do not disturb him."

"It is not easy to disturb the old man."

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