It is very complicated to forecast and tell the reasons before coming to Yuanzi to meet the abbot. However, Wang Lei’s performance has been highly valued by the top management of Shaolin Temple in recent years, so Wang Lei has many special direct meetings with the abbot, which is the No.1 middle school.

Master Founder, the abbot of Shaolin, is ten years old, but he looks like he is in his forties, upright and mature. Heaven is full of eyes and has a temperament of not being angry and arrogant.
"Mountain?"
When Wang Lei said his purpose, Founder hesitated, and his eyes hesitated. To tell the truth, his heart was not willing to let Wang Leishan and Wang Lei be qualified as top figures all day long, so it is best to keep talents in the temple for training.
Although Wang Lei is a layman, he volunteered to ask for a haircut, which made the abbot move the income threshold many times, and the future lies in his love of materials.
However, Master Founder’s dozens of practice eyes still saw early that Wang Leishen’s Buddhist heart was nothing but his own delusion.
In the past, he was not allowed to go out. In fact, the world outside was very chaotic. If something happened to Wang Lei, Shaolin would regret coming.
"The abbot’s brother heard that thieves and soldiers are really worried about his parents’ safety. I hope the abbot can grant him a trip to the mountain." Wang Lei said earnestly, and he went on to say, "And my brother has encountered bottlenecks in martial arts these days. Maybe a trip to the mountain can help him understand something."
"Well," the abbot was hesitant to hear Wang Lei talk about the bottleneck of martial arts, but his brow was stretched. "In this case, you are allowed to go to the mountain."
"Thank you, abbot," said Wang Lei, who was overjoyed but pretended to be grateful.
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The abbot stared at Wang Lei’s departure direction until Wang Lei’s back disappeared. The abbot’s eyes were radiant with a deep nai. "Alas, if I stay in Shaolin, it will definitely make my Shaolin flourish, but it’s fate …"
At last, the silent elder said, "That abbot allowed him to climb the mountain?"
"Keep a person and have a seat. When I first saw this child, I knew that it would not be a Buddhist middleman. Although he was only fifteen years old, he seemed to have a hole in the world. It was not only a martial arts qualification, but also a rare thing. It was a pity."
Shaolin abbot Tian Yi was single-minded about Wang Lei’s departure. It’s a pity that this kind of thing is unprecedented, and it will definitely stir the Wulin.
But the elder next to him was not surprised that he was more unwilling than the abbot. If the abbot personally promised to let Wang Leishan talk about it, he would not have agreed to let this Shaolin talent flourish.
"But this mountain is a dragon in the river, and this chaotic world will disturb the monstrous waves. Since ancient times, when there was a great chaos, they were all heroes and heroes. Over the years, a group of peerless masters of Confucianism, Zeng Guofan and Lin Zexu, have come out, and Longhu Mountain has also come out with a sunflower spring. I heard that Xuanwu Sect is about to be born, and my Buddhism should also come out with a group of representatives." Shaolin looked indifferent, folded his hands and slowly detailed the general trend of heaven like the back of his hand.
"Is that what the abbot meant when he released Wang Leishan?" The elders surprised way
"Yes, I have this idea, but I have seen Wang Lei’s face and found that he actually went from hell and his life entered Xiuluo Road. If he represents Buddhism, it is still unknown whether it is a blessing or a curse."
The abbot’s eyebrows slightly wrinkled. When Wang Lei resigned today, the abbot wanted to refuse, but his heart suddenly moved. At that time, he had already tried his best to stay behind and be victimized by Bai Shaolin and Wang Lei.
"There is such a thing!" The elder was surprised, and his face suddenly became uncertain.
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He may not understand the abbot’s interpretation of Wang Lei’s face, but the meaning of the latter sentence is clear to him. However, in ancient times, Wu ‘an Jun Leitian, overlord Xiang Yu and Wen Hou Lu Bu were all in this fate, which means that Wang Lei will become a peerless murderer, and he is destined to lie down and bleed for thousands of miles.
"So it may be a blessing to make this mountain Shaolin for me."
The elder was filled with cold sweat, and his heart was full of terror. Such a peerless malefic is doomed to bear the burden of poverty and killing evil. If it is forced to stay in Shaolin, maybe the killing evil will first come from Shaolin. That kind of thing the elder doesn’t want to happen.
"In troubled times, he has the life of Xiuluo Road, and he is the only one. Alas, some people are even worse …"
The abbot suddenly sighed.
"Haven’t the abbots ever seen it with the name of Xiuluodao?" The elders are frightened to disgrace. Since ancient times, no matter how chaotic the times are, there will only be one person, which will lead to the exhaustion of evil. There are two people.
Hearing that there was such a terrible thing happening, the elder immediately pulled a long face.
"I saw it with my own eyes when I traveled outside the seat," said the abbot.