Old Monster Du looked at Huo Yuanzhen for a while and seemed to be a little confused.

"Old senior, for thirty years of personnel changes, the world no longer belongs to you. You hoped to enter Shaolin Temple but failed. Now you have seen what Nan Shaolin looks like. Mingxin and others can serve as the head of the precepts college. You can imagine how bad the overall quality of Nan Shaolin is."

Hearing Huo Yuan's real persuasion, Old Monster Du nodded: "Indeed, Mingxin's use of medicine hurts me. He is simply ashamed of doing this. Now that they are here to invite me to join Nan Shaolin, I will not go."

"Since I don't want to join the Southern Shaolin again, I can go to my monk's temple. Although our northern Shaolin is newly built, people are united and energetic, and have been highly praised by the people nearby. You can ask wherever you go. If I have a little false statement, I can naturally leave."

After hearing Huo Yuan's words, Old Monster Du finally nodded and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "It's good, I will go and see it. If everything is true as you said, I will stay, which will fulfill my dream of becoming a monk."

The two were about to leave, and Huo Yuanzhen contacted the Golden Eagle in his heart again, knowing that Yi was killed by the Golden Eagle.

The pills in the cave did not move for the time being. Huo Yuanzhen just took the two red gourds as Du Monster told him, and let Yijing and others come to transport the remaining medicines later.

Old Monster Du was hit by the cartilage santhemum and was unable to move. Huo Yuanzhen summoned the white horse again.

Old Monster Du looked at Huo Yuanzhen's white horse and looked surprised: "This horse's divine horse is the only one I have seen in my life."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled without words, and did not boast about communicating with Buddha. There are some things that Mr. Du needs to discover by himself, so that he can increase his sense of mystery.

The white horse brought Du Old Monster back to Shaolin, while Huo Yuanzhen used his light skills to follow him. His elegant bodywork made Du Old Monster look up to Huo Yuanzhen.

You know, it was thanks to this light skill that Huo Yuanzhen escaped under the nose of Old Monster Du twice, and Old Monster Du was deeply impressed.

After returning to Shaolin Temple, Old Monster Du sat in the yard without entering the house, looking at the towering Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda and the Arhat Hall in the distance.

I have been in the cave for too long, and everything outside is novel. If it weren't for the weakness of my body now, Old Monster Du would have gone to see the top of tens of thousands of pagodas.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't care about him, and went to bed by himself, and didn't get up the next morning.

After getting up, I found that Old Monster Du's body had recovered a little, and slowly walked to the other side of the bell tower.

Huo Yuanzhen followed and asked, "Senior, how do you look at this bell tower?"

"It was well built, probably not made by local craftsmen."

At this time, Yijing walked over, bowed to Huo Yuanzhen, and then went up to the bell tower and started to hit the bell.

The melodious bells make people feel empty and clear.

Old Monster Du had heard Shaolin bells in the cave in the back mountain before, but after all, it was not real and there was no directness like this. Now standing under the bell tower, the bell sounded, and Old Monster Du slowly closed his eyes: "This bell is more intoxicating than the bells in the South Shaolin. The glitz of the world seems to have left with the bells."

At this time, the wind gradually blew in the sky, covered by dark clouds, and in a moment it started drizzling.

The two of them stood under the bell tower, listening to the melodious sound of the bell, letting the rain wet their clothes, but they didn't move at all.

"I'm old!"

Old Monster Du sighed: "I have fought countless times in my life, and my martial arts were extremely powerful back then. Unfortunately, my last battle, one mistake in the last battle, and I have never recovered from now on. It has been thirty years since. I have continued to practice my magic skills while refining elixirs in the cave. I originally thought that I would be able to be proud of the world after I came out, but at this moment, I have lost all my thoughts."

"Amitabha, how many fireworks are done, how many dreams are spent in the wind and rain, how many dust dreams are revolving with the water. Senior, why can't you let go?"

Old Monster Du closed his eyes again and said nothing for a while.

Huo Yuanzhen stopped talking. He knew that Old Monster Du was making a decision in his heart, and it would be better not to bother him.

After a while, Old Monster Du opened his eyes, as if he had decided something, and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "If I can't let go of it, it means I am ashamed of Kongyin's monk. As for the enemy back then, it doesn't matter anymore. People in the world are always involuntarily. If they kill others, they will always kill them, and I will not hate them."

Huo Yuanzhen clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Senior, if you think like this, you will definitely be blessed."

Old Monster Du replied to Huo Yuanzhen: "The abbot doesn't have to do this. I am afraid that I will not be able to help the abbot in the future. I just want to be able to save my life in peace, which is enough."

"Senior, then you don't need to use your old name in the future."

Huo Yuanzhen was secretly happy and thought that it was finally done. As long as you are willing to stay, everything is not a problem. As for you, you just want to spend your rest of your life here and dream. At most, you won’t bother you in small matters in the future, but if you want to stay out of big matters, you will have no way to stay out of big matters.

"What the abbot said is that I will be a me in the future."

"That's true, I decided to let my seniors enter the temple, but this Dharma name is not easy to settle."

"The Dharma name is just a title. I'm old and I almost forgot my name. The abbot is just casual."

"Since my seniors have almost forgotten their name, then I'll call it Wuming from now on?"

"Amitabha! Very good."

Old Monster Du is also a free and easy person. Since he decided to enter Shaolin Temple, he quickly got into the role. From then on, there was no Old Monster Du in the world, but there was an unknown old monk in Shaolin Temple.

Huo Yuanzhen nodded and brought Old Monster Du to the Luohan Hall. Now everyone in Shaolin has risen and just announced the matter.

"This old man is about to join my Shaolin Temple. His Dharma name is Wuming. He is the elder of this temple. Whenever I Shaolin disciples see him, they must hold the etiquette of his disciples as if they were to see me."

Huo Yuanzhen first announced the status of the nameless old monk, giving him a noble identity and giving him a sense of belonging to Shaolin. In this way, even if he doesn't look for him in the future, he will not be able to stand idly by even if he doesn't look for him.

However, Huo Yuanzhen did not clearly position his seniority. In Shaolin, the highest seniority can only be one-line generation, that is, he is, no matter how old he is, his status cannot exceed the abbot. Wuming's status is considered an exception, but Huo Yuanzhen thinks this exception is worth it.

Everyone greeted Wuming one by one, and Wuming also returned the favor one by one.

After seeing the ceremony, Wuming said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot, Wuming is old and it is really difficult to do some heavy work. You can ask someone to go to the back mountain to get the elixir and the furnace back. After I find a disciple with high qualifications, I can teach him the method of refining elixirs. In the remaining time, I can only sweep the floor."

"All up, go and find a broom for Elder Wuming. Elder Wuming will sweep the floor in Shaolin from now on."

Huo Yuan was really excited, the sweeping monk, the sweeping monk!

Although I don’t know what level Wuming’s skill has reached, according to Huo Yuanzhen’s analysis, he shook the old nun with one palm and inhaled Huagong San and Cartilage San. He could still injure Mingxin, who was at the peak of the early stage of the innate stage. This skill is probably not possible in the middle stage of the innate stage, no, it is impossible in the late stage.

Such an expert is born to sweep the floor.

What's more, they also hold two positions and will teach alchemy disciples in the future.

However, what made Huo Yuanzhen a little regretful was that he didn't want to continue to refine the alchemy because he heard Wuming's meaning, which was a loss for Huo Yuanzhen.

But Huo Yuanzhen also understood Wuming's mood. He had been practicing alchemy in the cave for 30 years, but finally came out, but he was locked in the house to refine alchemy. No one could stand it if it were anyone.

So Huo Yuanzhen didn't force Wuming, but he still had a thought in his mind that it would be okay to teach his disciples to refine elixirs, but it is definitely not easy to refine the Great Return of the elixirs. If Shaolin continues to refine the Great Return of the elixirs in the future, he will carry you to the alchemy room.

After a while, I really brought a broom in vain.

Huo Yuanzhen found a monk's robe for Wuming again, then went to the first floor of Wanfo Pagoda, and ordained Wuming in public.

After the ordaining was completed, Wuming officially became a Shaolin disciple.

However, Wuming did not want the white monk robe, but chose a coarse monk robe, which was very old and had patches.

He uploaded the monk's robe, picked up the broom, and touched his bald head again. Wuming finally smiled: "Abbot, can I participate in morning class and evening class?"

"Of course, there is no place in my Shaolin where the elders cannot go."

"Amitabha, thank you for your accomplishment. I'm reborn."

After thinking about it, the nameless handed over the relics to Huo Yuanzhen.

"Abbot, since I have entered the Buddhist sect, this Buddhist treasure will naturally be handed over to the abbot for custody."

Huo Yuanzhen took it with satisfaction. It was indeed the right choice not to take the nameless relics at that time. Now he is willing to hand over it, wouldn’t it be more beautiful?

Huo Yuan was so happy that Wuming's face could not hide his excitement. He finally became a monk. This temple made him very satisfied. Although it was simpler and fewer people, it was very suitable for his own wishes. Those too flashy and noisy places are not suitable.

Just as he was thinking this way, the gate of Shaolin Temple opened wide and countless pilgrims flocked in.

Wuming was stunned and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot, do we have so many people in Shaolin Temple every day?"

"That's right, my Shaolin is a Buddhist holy land in the hearts of the people. Everyone yearns for it. Not only the people here will come, but also from Dengfeng County, Zhengzhou Prefecture and even other provinces, there are pilgrims who come and go. People come and go, and there are inevitably more dust and debris. Not to mention other places, just the ten thousand pagodas, at least 200 people burn incense every day. The nameless elder, your task of sweeping the floor is not easy!"

Looking at Huo Yuan's really bad smile, Wuming suddenly felt that he seemed to have made some mistakes. Choosing to sweep the floor in Shaolin Temple was not the correct absolute.

Looking at this seemingly loyal abbot, Wuming always felt that something had been plotted against by him, but he couldn't say anything.
Chapter completed!