Abbot Xuanci has been in the Shaolin Temple for such a long time, and he has thought about moving this huge stone before to prove his own strength, but in the end it turned out to be useless.

This boulder would only sway when he used his inner strength, but without using his inner strength, he couldn't even move.

But my disciples said that when the boulder was moved, the person who moved it did not use internal force, and Abbot Xuanci did not feel it when he was in the temple.

"Is this person born with supernatural powers?"Abbot Xuanci thought to himself.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain clearly why someone could do such an inhuman thing.

"Donor, our Shaolin Temple has important matters recently, and we have to close the mountain as a last resort. I wonder why the donor has such important matters that he has to come to Shaolin at this time?"

Abbot Xuanci spoke very politely. Although he didn't know Liu Feng's purpose of coming here, he still politely explained to him why the Shaolin Temple was closed.

"I'm here to save you, abbot. Liu

Feng said slowly.

The profound tone and attitude made Abbot Xuanci unsure of what he meant.

"Whether you knew about the Yanmen Pass incident or not, you were the one who took the lead after all. Do you think this matter can really be hidden for a lifetime?"

Liu Feng didn't talk nonsense to him. One sentence made Abbot Xuanci's face change drastically. Only the monks behind him didn't know what happened back then, so they didn't know what Liu Feng was talking about.

But what about Abbot Xuanci? He could bear the implication of this sentence. He killed the wrong person back then and suffered for his whole life.

In the original work of Tian Long Ba Bu, Abbot Xuan Ci died of menstruation. He could never let go of what he had done to the Xiao family. This sin also caused the tragedy of life in the following decades.

It is a pity that such a top master actually died in his own hands.

"Amitabha, this donor, could you please lend me a moment to speak?"

Abbot Xuanci closed his eyes tightly, as if recalling the scene when he was fighting with the Xiao family. He chanted a Buddha's name, clasped his hands together, hoping to talk to Liu Feng alone.

"Of course, but the people I brought... will not leave me."

Liu Feng nodded. He was originally looking for Abbot Xuanci. Now that the two of them want to talk alone, of course he is happy. He doesn't care about Dian Wei and the others behind him.

"Rather, if the donor wants other donors to follow him, he can go to the poor monk's Zen room, or he can wait outside the door. If he stays overnight, he can ask you to sleep in the guest room. Is that okay?"

Abbot Xuanci let out a long sigh. He made the following arrangements for Liu Feng and his party, also to ensure that Liu Feng would not feel that he was not good at hospitality. From the bottom of his heart, he was very fond of the word"Your Majesty". I don't mind.

The Shaolin Temple is so big that there is no problem in leaving more than fifty people.

What's more, Liu Feng mentioned the Yanmen Pass incident. It was a secret that he planned to keep buried in his heart for a lifetime. He didn't expect someone to say it in front of him. After he got out, he couldn't discuss this matter in public, right?

"But, let’s go."

Liu Feng agreed, stood up and walked side by side with Abbot Xuanci. The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not use Qinggong, but walked slowly towards the temple as if walking. Abbot

Xuanci's Zen room is located on the back mountain. , very quiet and suitable for conversation.

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