Chapter 154

Fifty years!

A full fifty years!

The successive abbots of the Northern Shaolin Temple did not know that such a formidable figure, powerful beyond measure, was hidden in the Northern Shaolin Temple.

Twenty years ago, the Sweeping Monk was already a Land Immortal.

At that time, Xuanci was already the Northern Shaolin Abbot.

However, he knew nothing about this!

Xuanci's heart was full of emotion!

This is a true enlightened high monk!

If it weren't for the exposure of the Azure Cloud List, I fear that even after another fifty years, no one would have discovered the existence of the Sweeping Monk!

At this time.

The monk Kongwen said excitedly: "Abbot!"

"Since our Northern Shaolin still has such a high monk!"

"We should go and pay our respects!"

Other heads also spoke up, saying: "Yes, Abbot, we should go and pay our respects!"

Xuanci nodded slightly and said: "It should be so!"

"Fellow brothers, please follow me!"

Saying this.

The monks, led by Xuanci, walked toward the Scripture Library.

……

At this time.

Outside the Scripture Library.

The thin old monk in a green robe held a broom and swept the floor with a hunched back.

This monk was not young, and the few sparse long whiskers were already completely white.

He was none other than the Sweeping Monk.

He had become accustomed to the life in the Northern Shaolin Temple, day after day, without change.

For the Sweeping Monk.

His life had had its brilliance and its loneliness, but in the end, it was all empty.

Therefore, fifty years ago, he had the intention to escape into the empty gate.

These years, day after day of contemplating Buddhist Dharma.

Had made his state of mind extremely peaceful.

Even at this moment, seeing his name appear on the Azure Cloud List.

He did not have much of a ripple.

As if this were a very ordinary matter.

However, when he saw the introduction about him on the Azure Cloud List.

A trace of reminiscence still appeared on his face.

Many years ago.

He was indeed called Li Zhongyu.

From the moment he was born, he was extremely pampered.

He was the Crown Prince of Southern Tang, and he had endless glory and wealth.

However, even the most beautiful dream has a day when one wakes up.

The Zhao Song army destroyed Southern Tang, he followed his father to Zhao Song, and his Imperial Father was imprisoned in Tokyo.

He was able to move around freely.

Thus, he secretly plotted to overthrow Zhao Song and welcome back his Imperial Father.

However, before he could succeed, bad news arrived.

His Imperial Father had passed away.

Rumor had it that Song Taizong had poisoned his Imperial Father with the 'Pulling Machine' poison.

At that time, his heart was full of hatred.

In order to take revenge, he did not care about much else.

Relying on his family background and decent martial arts, he snuck into the Imperial City, preparing to assassinate Song Taizong.

As a result, he was injured by the palace experts.

He fled all the way, escaping Tokyo.

Almost dying on the road.

If not for Zen Master Wuxin's rescue.

He might have already gone to see the King of Hell.

All these things from the past were vivid, but it was as if they had not happened to him.

His heart lake had not the slightest ripple.

At this time.

A golden light streaked across the Azure Cloud List in the firmament and landed in the Northern Shaolin Temple.

It landed directly before the Sweeping Monk.

The Sweeping Monk took it casually.

The items wrapped in the golden light all fell into his hands.

The Great Vajra Demon-Subduing Circle emitted a golden luster and was a person's width wide.

The Luo Han Golden Body Method was recorded in a small booklet.

The Sweeping Monk flipped through it twice and put away the Luo Han Golden Body Method.

He would not deliberately practice martial arts, nor would he reject practicing martial arts.

In his view, so-called martial arts were just methods for strengthening the body.

He cultivated Buddhism, and in his heart, there was only Buddha.

Everything else in the world was just an external object.

The Buddha seed that Zen Master Wuxin had planted in his body back then had already grown into a towering tree.

"Speaking of Zen, speaking of Zen……"

"There is no Zen in the world!"

"Now, this old monk finally understands why Zen Master Wuxin, who had achieved perfection and was a Great Vajra, chose to enter nirvana at the age of seventy."

"The world is in turmoil, it is enough to have been in this red dust!"

At this time, the Sweeping Monk looked into the distance.

Over there, the bustling Northern Shaolin monks, led by Abbot Xuanci, were rushing toward this side in a hurry. ===== CHAPTER 155 =====