Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 651: Chapter 650, Shocking the World

Shaolin Temple.

The Cliff of Remorse.

Huikong had been here in meditation and reflection for three months.

As the future abbot-in-charge of the Shaolin Temple, he felt his life was complete.

Indeed.

Because prior to this, many disciples of the Shaolin Temple had been punished to contemplate at the Cliff of Remorse, and even he felt that living a lifetime without spending some time contemplating there left something missing in life.

However.

The price he paid for this period of contemplation was quite heavy.

Because he was stripped of the qualification to become the future abbot.

The reason was simple.

The abbot discovered that he had taught the Golden Bell Shield, a secret technique of Shaolin, to Xu Wendong.

And the root of all this was... he had talked in his sleep and mentioned passing the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt to Xu Wendong, which was overheard by Abbot Zhiguang.

After learning this, Abbot Zhiguang was furious. Although Huikong was young, he was the best among his peers, possessing profound Buddhist knowledge.

He was also the future abbot-in-charge of the Shaolin Temple.

He really shouldn’t have broken the Shaolin rules, and if he wasn’t severely punished, other disciples would likely have objections.

And today.

It was the time for him to complete his punishment.

Although he was stripped of his future status as abbot-in-charge, Huikong felt much more relaxed, as he had already let go of his guilt towards the sect.

As for becoming abbot-in-charge...

He didn’t care much about those things; all he wanted was to deeply understand Buddhist philosophy.

At this moment.

A little novice monk guarding the Cliff of Remorse walked over respectfully. He clasped his hands together and softly said, ”Senior brother, you can leave now!”

”The abbot once instructed that after you leave the Cliff of Remorse, you should go to see him.”

Huikong acknowledged and left the Cliff of Remorse, arriving at the secluded courtyard where his master Zhiguang lived under the moonlit night.

Under the moonlit night.

Zhiguang sat cross-legged in the courtyard, holding a cellphone, engrossed in watching something.

Although they were monks, they also needed to understand the outside world.

However.

In the vast Shaolin Temple, those who qualified to possess a cellphone were very few.

But, as the abbot-in-charge of Shaolin Temple, Zhiguang was entirely entitled to have a cellphone.

”Greeting, Master!” Huikong saluted.

Zhiguang sat there quietly: ”In these three months, have you gained any insights?”

Huikong: ”I have learned to let go.”

”Let go of the obsessions within my heart.”

Abbot Zhiguang revealed a pleased look: ”So, you have realized your mistake?”

”No!” Huikong replied: ”Letting go of obsession doesn’t equate to admitting one’s mistake. I have never thought I was wrong.”

Hearing this, the look of pleasure on Abbot Zhiguang’s face vanished, replaced by a hint of anger and disappointment. He didn’t expect that after three months.

His disciple still held onto the same views.

He sighed slightly: ”Is the Cliff of Remorse really that fascinating to you?”

Huikong: ”I did indeed pass the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt to Benefactor Xu, but that was merely fulfilling a promise.”

”Because I once promised him that if he could cure Master Wuwang, I would agree to one of his requests.”

”Master, you might say I broke the precepts of the Buddhist sect.”

”You might even expel me from the monastery.”

”But I still don’t think I’ve done anything wrong.”

”In my view, rules are made to regulate people.”

”What is a person?”

”Honest and trustworthy, charitable and kind, strict with oneself, that is considered human.”

”If that’s the case, why can’t some rules be broken under compelling circumstances?”

Abbot Zhiguang looked at his disciple in surprise, feeling an incredibly unfamiliar sensation.

He didn’t expect his usually obedient disciple to say such a long speech.

It was evident.

In these three months, he had truly been reflecting deeply on himself.

Dong!

Without any warning.

A resonant bell sound came from the cellphone.

The sound was deep and profound, longer than the big bell on the mountain.

The moment he heard the bell sound, Abbot Zhiguang felt a thunderous shock as if struck by lightning, subconsciously looking at the cellphone screen. He saw in the darkness a golden big bell enveloping an extraordinary figure.

From afar, it appeared quite majestic, like an ancient Buddha descending into the world.

”Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt?” Huikong gasped, shocked: ”Master, what is happening here? Has someone mastered the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt?”

Abbot Zhiguang snapped out of his shock, muttering: ”The Eight-Forked Serpent, the little devil of the Eight-Forked Serpent, somehow came to our Great Xia. Master Xu is currently single-handedly maintaining the dignity of our Great Xia, determined to slay this beast!”

Boom!

Huikong shivered: ”Master, the Xu you mentioned, could it be Benefactor Xu?”

Abbot Zhiguang snorted coldly: ”The Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt is our Shaolin’s secret art. Within the entire temple, fewer than ten know this cultivation technique.”

”Apart from you occasionally venturing down the mountain and interacting with outsiders, everyone else is focused on understanding Buddhism and cultivating diligently. How could they have passed on this ultimate technique to others?”

Huikong clasped his hands together in reverence: ”Benefactor Xu has a karmic connection with our Buddha!”

Abbot Zhiguang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He had previously scolded his disciple for breaking the precepts and passing Shaolin’s secret techniques to others.

But now.

He felt somewhat humiliated.

Because Xu Wendong had mastered the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt, this alone proved a karmic connection with Buddhism.

Passing Shaolin’s secret technique to someone with a karmic bond with Buddhism, how could this possibly be considered breaking the precepts?

After all.

In the history of the Shaolin Temple, there hadn’t been anyone who mastered the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt for over a thousand years.

”If Benefactor Xu has a karmic connection with the Buddha and if he can defeat this evil creature today, let’s find time to invite him to visit our Shaolin,” Abbot Zhiguang stared at the screen, full of curiosity about Xu Wendong.

Because, as his disciple once said, it had only been half a year since he passed him the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt.

To master the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt in half a year, it was no longer merely a karmic bond with the Buddha; he was practically a seed of Buddha!

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When the moment Xu Wendong was blasted by the snake’s tail of the Eight-Forked Serpent.

Countless people watching the live broadcast felt their scalps tingle, feeling horrified.

It wasn’t just because Xu Wendong was blown away by the snake’s tail.

The primary reason was that a dazzling golden aura of Buddha appeared around him, leading many to simultaneously associate it with [Buddhist and Taoist Dual Cultivation].

And it left countless people feeling incredulous, after all. Buddhist and Taoist dual cultivators weren’t uncommon in history, but those who genuinely achieved something were rare.

And now.

They were fortunate enough to witness the emergence of a master in Buddhist and Taoist dual cultivation.

This made all the national citizens extremely excited.

Even though Xu Wendong had just been blown dozens of meters away, people had already witnessed his terrifying ability.

With the apex protective cultivation of the Buddhist sect at his side, why fear this big long worm?

Perhaps.

He truly could solve the problem of the Eight-Forked Serpent!

Amidst the ruins.

Xu Wendong exuded the golden aura of Buddha, holding the Thousand Slaughter, and slowly walked out. Although his face looked a bit weary, it was full of excitement.

Because.

That one strike had already severely injured the beast!