chapter 17

Wearing an embroidered cassock, holding a nine-ringed monk staff, and carrying a purple gold alms bowl, the divine and extraordinary Xuanxin emitted a vast and peaceful aura from head to toe.

That noble nine-ringed monk staff, the nine rings on top danced and danced, emitting a clear and melodious sound.

Emitting a dazzling golden light.

Bathed in the golden light, Xuanxin and Xiao Huohuo looked extremely dreamy.

Seeing this scene, the Xiao family members were all shocked and dumbstruck.

Speechless.

Their entire minds were deeply shocked.

"This monk, holding a monk staff … …"

The Xiao family's great elder stared at Xuanxin's hand, that dazzling golden light blossomed from the nine-ringed monk staff.

His eyes flashed with greed.

This kind of vast and peaceful aura was absolutely a Buddhist treasure. For a moment, the Xiao family's great elder stared at the nine-ringed monk staff, his breathing becoming rapid.

Bathed in the golden light, Xiao Huohuo only felt his whole body warm and incomparably comfortable. All the hidden ailments on his body were purified at this moment.

They were rapidly healed.

Three years ago, his dantian was shattered, and his martial arts realm regressed to the Houtian third stage. Since then, he could no longer gather qi and could no longer advance.

But now, Xiao Huohuo discovered that his dantian was inconceivably restored by a kind of vast and peaceful power.

His shattered dantian was healed, and he could gather qi again.

Like fire, the internal force madly revolved in his meridians. Endless spiritual energy entered from Xiao Huohuo's nose.

In his dantian, the internal force surging like fire was rapidly growing.

Xiao Huohuo's body, the scorching qi vibrated.

Houtian fourth stage.

He broke through. After a lapse of three years, his martial arts strength finally improved.

But this was not the end. In these three years, Xiao Huohuo's accumulation and recovery of his dantian, he returned to the ranks of the Heaven's Chosen.

Pop pop pop … …

Xiao Huohuo's body's aura, like sitting on a rocket, inconceivably became powerful.

Houtian fifth stage, Houtian sixth stage, Houtian seventh stage, Houtian eighth stage, Houtian ninth stage … …

Xiao Huohuo's martial arts strength was like eating and drinking, crazily breaking through at this moment.

He had reached the ninth stage of the Houtian realm.

He was only one step away from the Xiantian Realm.

"Amitabha."

Chanting the name of Buddha, Xuanxin's sea of consciousness was filled with the light of Buddha. His understanding of karma and infinite healing deepened.

Most importantly, Xuanxin felt as if he had achieved some sort of sublimation.

When the golden light dissipated, the energy around Xiao Huohuo's body surged. The intense and surging aura was incomparably powerful and shocking.

At this moment, Xiao Huohuo's face was filled with arrogance.

It was as if his body was emitting endless light.

It was so dazzling and eye-catching.

The members of the Xiao Clan were dumbfounded when they saw Xiao Huohuo return to being a prodigy.

He felt a shiver run down his spine.

"I, Xiao Huohuo, am back. I'm still that young man."

Opening his eyes, Xiao Huohuo's eyes shone with a sharp light.

He raised his fist and punched out.

Bang, bang, bang …

Nine layers of energy burst out, making nine loud noises.

"Hiss, Full Arm Fist Nine Echoes."

"Oh my god, did I see it wrong? Xiao Huohuo has reached the ninth stage of the Houtian realm?"

"How is this possible? Xiao Huohuo instantly broke through from the third stage of the Houtian realm to the ninth stage of the Houtian realm? "

"This must be a dream. Xiao Huohuo is a good-for-nothing with a broken Dantian. How can he reach the ninth stage of the Houtian realm?"

"It's true. Xiao Huohuo's Dantian has been repaired. After many years of accumulation, he has reached the ninth stage of the Houtian realm."

"Yes, it's this senior monk Shaolin. He repaired Xiao Huohuo's Dantian."

"Divine monk, that golden light just now, what kind of magical power was that? That vast and peaceful aura … "

"It's incredible. This Master Shaolin, Xuanxin, actually repaired Xiao Huohuo's broken Dantian."

"This Xiao Huohuo is so lucky. He actually met a divine monk who repaired his broken Dantian and let him return to the ranks of the Heaven's Chosen."

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The Xiao family saw Xiao Huohuo's broken Dantian being repaired, and his martial strength constantly breaking through like a rocket.

He reached the ninth stage of the Houtian realm.

Full Arm Fist Nine Echoes.

They all sucked in a breath of cold air, stunned and deeply shocked.

Xiao Huohuo's broken Dantian was actually repaired by this divine monk in front of them with an incredible magical power.

It was this Master Xuanxin, the Abbot of Shaolin!

This divine monk had let Xiao Huohuo return to the ranks of the Heaven's Chosen.

At this time, the Xiao family realized that this Abbot Xuanxin from the Shaolin Temple was a divine monk with profound Dharma and great magical power.

He was a powerful person from the Buddhist Sect.

At this moment, the Xiao family looked at Xuanxin with eyes full of unparalleled reverence. It was he who repaired Xiao Huohuo's Dantian.

He let Xiao Huohuo return to the ranks of the Heaven's Chosen from a good-for-nothing, and let Xiao Huohuo's martial strength skyrocket to the Houtian Ninth Stage Consummation.

If this was not a Buddhist senior monk, then what was he?

If this was not a divine monk with profound Dharma, then what was he?

"Master, thank you for your grace of rebirth."

Xiao Huohuo's eyes were filled with tears. He directly knelt in front of Xuanxin and sincerely kowtowed three times in a row.

Now, his Dantian had been repaired, and his martial strength had reached the Houtian Ninth Stage Consummation.

He had returned to the ranks of the Heaven's Chosen.

Xiao Huohuo's heart was filled with gratitude. It was this Master Xuanxin in front of him who illuminated his lost life in the darkness.

He had obtained a new life, a new rebirth.

"Amitabha."

After saying the name of Buddha, Xuanxin raised his hand and helped Xiao Huohuo up with the bearing of a senior monk.

"Amitabha."

Xuan Yuan also took a deep breath and said the name of Buddha with his junior brother Abbot.

At this time, Xuan Yuan's admiration for his junior brother Abbot had reached an extreme level.

His junior brother Abbot was already a god in his heart!

"Silly child …"

"Has your damaged Dantian really been repaired?"

Xiao Zhan, the head of the Xiao family, ran over with a face full of concern, and asked with red eyes full of expectation.

"Father, don't worry, my Dantian has been repaired by the Master."

Xiao Huohuo's eyes were also red, and he couldn't help but say with a face full of joy and excitement.

It had been three years, and this day had not been easy for Xiao Huohuo.

"Good, good, good …"

Xiao Zhan, the head of the Xiao family, directly cried tears of joy after hearing this. He could no longer control his emotions, and deeply bowed to Xuanxin, and was about to kneel.

He could see that his son Xiao Huohuo had been washed clean.

The confidence and arrogance he exuded!

He had returned to being a Heaven's Chosen, but he had grown a lot!

"Master, I, Xiao Zhan, am unable to repay the great kindness you have shown my son …"

Just as Xiao Zhan was about to kneel, Xuanxin stopped him and put his palms together. "Benefactor, you must not do this."

"Xiao Huohuo and my Buddhist sect are fated."

Xuanxin had already begun to plan how to make Xiao Huohuo enter Shaolin and become a monk.

How to take him in as Shaolin's third generation disciple?

"Master, here are fifty thousand taels of silver. Consider it as my Xiao family's offerings to Shaolin."

Xiao Zhan, the head of the Xiao family, took out a stack of silver notes, and Xuan Yuan, who was beside him, quickly took it.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he accepted the silver notes.

The Xiao family was just a small martial arts family in the Fallen Immortal Town.

The expenses of such a large family were already large, and fifty thousand taels of silver was considered a relatively tight expenditure for the Xiao family.

With fifty thousand taels of silver in hand, Xuanxin could still control himself. At least on the surface, Xuanxin's expression did not change at all because of the fifty thousand taels of silver.

However, Xuan Yuan could not control himself, and the fifty thousand taels of silver suddenly fell from the sky.

It directly hit him until he was dizzy.

He was afraid of being poor, and was also used to being poor. He had never seen the world, and had never seen such a big scene. After accepting the fifty thousand taels of silver, he was very excited.

Xuan Yuan also could not suppress his abnormal excitement.