mtl008 Chapter 185 Shaolin Bureau 2
Chapter 185 Shaolin Bureau 2
Chapter 185 Shaolin Bureau 2
People are not all good people, there are also bad people, or ordinary people.
Monks are human beings, and naturally there is no exception.Even in Shaolin Temple, there have been many eminent and eminent monks in the past thousands of years, but there are not necessarily fewer Hua monks and evil monks.
Master Lingxin understood this truth, so in this chaotic night, in the Bodhidharma Hall, he looked at the junior in front of him and asked the doubts in his heart.
"Hate?" Xu Xing's face was calm, neither sad nor happy: "The abbot is joking, the monks are all empty, see through the world of mortals, the heart of the little monk is already ruthless, and since he is ruthless, where is there hatred? Where is there love?"
"The four elements are all empty, the Dharma is not empty, and the human heart will not be empty." Lingxin took off the mask of an eminent monk, showing seriousness and exhaustion on his face.His eyes lit up, and he stared at Xu Xing: "The villain who entered the temple today has an unknown origin, maybe it was the White Lotus Sect, or not, I can't get to the bottom of it for the time being, but Song Yi, the lotus messenger of the White Lotus Sect, died in one-finger Zen. Throughout the entire temple, no one can think of anyone who has practiced One Finger Meditation, but you are the only one who is most suspected!
Your father took you on a trip down the mountain, and finally died for no apparent reason, what a strange thing, let's not mention that for now.You are your father's son, so he might not have secretly passed on One Finger Chan to you on the way, now that Song Yi is dead, besides you, I can't think of anyone else. "
"I haven't practiced one-finger Zen." Xu Xing shook his head, "If the abbot doesn't believe it, you might as well do a few moves with the monk, and you'll know after you try it."
"In front of Patriarch Bodhidharma, how can I fight with you?" Lingxin looked at Xuxing: "What's more, you have the seven unique skills of Shaolin. If you deliberately hide it, even I can't try it. Why waste your efforts? .”
"If the abbot called the little monk to come here just to test...then the little monk has already given the answer, will the abbot believe it or not?"
"Empty is form, and form is emptiness. Belief is doubt, and doubt is belief. You have denied it, and I can't provide any ironclad evidence, so what if you believe it or not?" Lingxin sighed, and then said sadly: "But when I saw it today, I finally Make sure, you are still you, the poisonous monk who is filled with resentment and wants to overthrow Shaolin, no, you are the poisonous monk who wants to overthrow my Buddha."
The calm face froze, but it returned to its previous appearance in an instant, and a trace of doubt was just right in the eyes: "Why did the abbot master say that? I don't understand."
"It's too late, obviously you haven't understood this truth. I let go of the title of "Old Monk", but you have always called yourself "Little Monk". It can be seen that you have been on guard in your heart." Raising your hand to stop Xu Xing's discrimination, Ling Heart said again: "If I am really just the taciturn and profound Shaolin abbot in front of the world, then I would not be able to wear the kapok cassock behind me from the beginning.
It can even be said that few Shaolin abbots in the past were honest people. If they really want to be put in the rivers and lakes, they will be more than enough to cast off their false names and become a giant bandit or a monster in the world.There are no real ascetic monks, but they all disappeared, even the Lanke Temple that was once as famous as my Shaolin.
Wu Sheng from the White Lotus Sect understood this truth, but it was a pity that it was a little late.
Song Yi's death, whether you admit it or not, it doesn't matter, but uncle wants to tell you, there are some things, you don't have to hide too much, I am your uncle, Shaolin Temple I will be in your hands after all, Need to be so alert. "
"It's really not the little monk who killed him."
"Perhaps." Hearing that Xu Xing still denied it, and still called himself a monk, Lingxin couldn't help being a little disappointed, but also a little relieved.
Disappointed that Xu Xing did not open his heart after all, but relieved that such a thick skin and scheming are the best successors to Shaolin's mantle: "Go, kill a few more people, make some achievements, and you will be able to convince the public in the future. "
"Follow the abbot's decree," Xu Xing clasped his hands together, bowed his head and saluted, "Young monk, I will take my leave."
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Tai Chi, the machine of movement and stillness, the mother of yin and yang.If it is general, it is invincible in the world, but if it is not general, it is just a health-preserving skill to strengthen the body.
Zhang Sanfeng passed down the position of master, and left behind a set of Taijiquan and a set of Taijijian to travel down the mountain and wander around, which is called realizing Wutianxin.
Xuan Cong is not the second head of Wudang, but the third.However, his understanding of Taijiquan can be called the first in Wudang School, but he has never revealed it in front of others.
At this moment, he put on a posture of holding the sparrow's tail, but he was ready to fight desperately, but before the fight, the expressions of the three people in front of him seemed a little strange, and their eyes were also looking behind him. Could there be someone behind him?
Just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes darkened, and he passed out, and fell into the arms of a dirty old man, his personnel unknown.
"Master Zhang." How could Xu Ruyi fail to recognize the identity of a sloppy old man, and immediately bowed her head, holding the ceremony of a junior, with a very humble attitude.
"Really Zhang?" Nangong Caiyun hadn't checked the number yet.
"Zhang Sanfeng?!" Fang Tianyou was horrified, as if he was facing an enemy.
Zhang Sanfeng was smiling all over his face, and with a struggle with his right hand, he carried Xuan Cong on his shoulder. He dug his nostril with the index finger of his left hand, then took it out to have a look, and said casually: "Little friend, on the side of Sichuan, the old Taoist priest treats you It’s still a bit of a favor, but it’s just a few years ago and it’s a bit unethical for me to be ruthless with my young disciple who is a seasoned disciple.”
Xu Ruyi was speechless and could only remain silent for a moment.
Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng didn't seem to want to get to the bottom of it, he just said to himself: "Xuan Cong is destined to have three years of life, so there is no such disaster. You are a variable who forcibly intervenes, if someone else is seasoned, it's fine, but Xuan Cong is an old Taoist, and I brought him up with one hand, and I have some affection in it, my little friend, how about showing off my face to the old Tao?"
Xu Ruyi hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and struggled: "Master Zhang, today I set up this situation, which is related to the direction of the world for ten years. If Taoist Xuan Cong will lead him..."
"Master!" Hearing that Xu Ruyi dared to bargain, Fang Tianyou was very anxious, for fear that Zhang Sanfeng would be displeased and kill the three of them on the spot.
But Xu Ruyi didn't think so. He always felt that Zhang Sanfeng seemed to be special to him, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to Matou Mountain to save his life, and he had nothing to say to him.Secondly, if Zhang Sanfeng was really hostile, why did he need to knock Xuan Cong unconscious?Try to talk, no no loss.
"Hmm..." Zhang Sanfeng thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Then, the old man, I will take Xuan Cong out for a while, and I won't show up in front of people for a year. That's great."
"Just what the real person said." Xu Ruyi nodded in agreement. Zhang Sanfeng took a deep look at Xu Ruyi and turned away. A lazy voice came from the mist: "Killing too much is harmful to the peace of the world. Don't follow the devil's path. I’m afraid you won’t be able to enter Xiantian in this life.”
After hearing these words, Xu Ruyi squinted her eyes thoughtfully. After a while, Fang Tianyou said: "Supervisor, what's next...?"
"Find another one to kill." Xu Ruyi came back to his senses and shrugged, looking nonchalant on the surface, but only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.
Nangong Caiyun jumped up to the wall, looked around in private, pointed in one direction and turned back and said coldly: "Over there, it looks like it was beaten very hard."
"Let's go and have a look. Xuan Cong can't do it. Although Huizhen, Yue Songting, Murong Qing, etc. have different statuses, they are not much different."
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The plaque fell to the ground and was shattered. In front of the nameless side hall, Tang Saier led Sikong Xuan and Huihe Wusheng who came later to fight with Mrs. Huizhen, Tie Sihai, and Murong Qing. Under the leadership of Ah Da Ah Er, members of the Bailian Cult started a chaotic battle with people from the three sects and seven sects.
With swords and swords and shadows full of blood, people kept falling down and screaming for the last time. Even on the ground, they tried their best to chop the enemy's ankle with the weapon in their hands.
The two palms met in the air, and the moment they passed by, two shadows and four jade palms hit Master Huizhen's shoulders and back.
"What a trick!" With an angry shout, the old figure turned around and scattered the shadows around him like a top. Then he swept across with his kick, bringing a strong wind to the waist of the nearest beautiful figure.
"Bang!" There was a thunderous explosion, and Master Huizhen's figure froze.
flaw!
But Tang Saier was unable to pursue him. A pair of iron fists behind him hit three shadows, and she had to dodge.
"Tie Sihai, you dare to be distracted when you are fighting with me, you are looking down on me!" Sikong Xuan flicked his ten fingers, needles, throwing knives, and caltrops together, composing a movement of death.
"Hmph!" Tie Sihai didn't move his lower body, his upper body suddenly leaned back, and he folded in half like a steel bridge. Then he put his hands on the ground, flipped, and faced Sikong Xuan again.
Wu Sheng was injured first, and Murong Qing was really lacking mental strength when facing Murong Qing.Under the condition of disordered breath, it is not easy for a pair of fleshy palms to confront the head of the Tianshan School, who is known for his swordsmanship.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting. You protect your brothers in the sect and leave first. I will take the lead!!!"
"Mother Buddha!"
"Mother Buddha!"
Hearing these words, the blood of the Bailian disciples in the arena boiled with enthusiasm, and the guy in his hand was about three points away, his eyes were about to burst, and his whole body was filled with a tragic aura!
Sikongxuan and Wusheng looked at each other in the gap, nodded, and then made a feint, and the two jumped up: "Buddha mother has orders, retreat, don't want to fight!"
How many hidden weapons did Sikong Xuan carry on his body?Anyway, the fierce battle has not been used up for nearly an hour.With both hands swaying, the language of flowers falls, the enemy and the enemy are not distinguished, and both sides have casualties.But in this situation where the crowd is dense and one's own side is at a disadvantage, it is worthwhile to exchange one for two, one for three, and this deal is obviously not a loss.
During this moment of panting, Wu Sheng punched a grey-clothed monk standing in front of him, and shouted loudly in the rain of blood: "Buddha's magical power is profound, if you don't retreat, how can you use your cultivation? ! Don't drag the Buddha Mother! Follow me!"
"Mother Buddha!"
The tide was surging, Ah Da and Ah Er took over the positions of Sikong Xuan and Wu Sheng, fought hard against Murong Qing and Tie Sihai's ear attack, and then retreated while fighting, leading a group of Bailian disciples to slowly start rushing outward.
In about a quarter of an hour, those who could go, and those who had the opportunity to go, all left. Only Tang Sai'er was left in the field, facing Huizhen, Murong Qing, and Tie Sihai, the clouds were calm.
"Benefactor Tang." Hui Zhen raised her palm and said, "You have committed such an evil deed tonight, now that the overall situation has been settled, why don't you just arrest him and wait for Master Lingxin to deal with you?"
"The overall situation has been decided? Who told you?" Tang Sai'er raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, took advantage of the situation, put the messy black hair on his forehead behind his ears, and smiled lightly.
"Demon girl, now you are trapped in a tight siege. Master Tao advises you not to be stubborn!" Murong Qing raised his sword and pointed it at Tang Sai'er. Blood beads dripped down the tip of the sword, which was extremely harsh.
"As the mother of the White Lotus Buddha, I seldom make moves on weekdays. In addition, I am still young, so it is normal for you to look down upon me." Lazily and gracefully, she stretched her waist, showing a good figure. It was clear at a glance, even except for Murong Qing and Hui Zhen who were women, even the uncle Tie Sihai couldn't help swallowing his saliva, not to mention all the monks around who had never seen a woman.
"When I came here, I knew that this trip was dangerous, but I didn't expect it to reach such a point. Well, if I make a mistake, I will make a name for my White Lotus Sect." Speaking of this, Tang Sai'er slowly took out a small bottle from his bosom. , pull out the cork, and drink with head held high.
Before everyone came back to their senses, their vision blurred for a while. After a moment, in a blur, thirteen beautiful figures stood in front of them. They all had normal faces, but with different expressions: enchanting, solemn, compassionate, angry, etc. , to name a few.
"The six desires and the seven emotions are extinguished." Master Huizhen said in a deep voice.
"Exactly." Thirteen Tang Sai'er spoke at the same time, their voices were high and low, and the difference could be clearly distinguished.
All the monks present and the disciples of different sects were shocked, and they were extremely astonished at the strange scene in front of them.This is no longer the category of martial arts, it is simply a miracle, and it is recorded in the book, the Buddhist supernatural power that everyone is familiar with: incarnation outside the body!
"how can that be!"
"She, she can't really be the Buddha's mother?"
"It must be an hallucination." People rubbed their eyes involuntarily, and when they opened their eyes again, it was still the same scene.
The thirteen Tang Sai'er each formed Zen handprints and whispered in their mouths: "No birth mother, a vacuum hometown. There are endless ways to play, and the way will be eternal."
After the sixteen-character mantra, Tang Sai'er moved, or more precisely, the thirteen white-clothed avatars moved.
Fast, but not only fast, but also with a hint of mystery.Interspersed among the crowd, Lingbo walks lightly, and the socks are dusty.
Raise a stick, and the stick will break; raise a knife, and the knife will break; flesh and blood will die if touched, and nothing can stop you when you raise your hand and shake your sleeves.
Like a gust of fragrant breeze, blowing to the blissful rebirth.
Among the people present, only Hui Zhen and Tie Sihai could clearly see Tang Sai'er's movements, and Murong Qing was only reluctant, but they couldn't stop them.There are thirteen figures, both real and fake, I want to stop them, but I don't know which one is real.Moreover, there are many disciples gathered together, no matter how high their martial arts are, they are not empty ghosts, nor do they know how to penetrate people.
At this moment, they finally understood why Tang Sai'er cut off the queen alone, and why they didn't use this method before.
I'm afraid, this is like Dongfang Yu's magic knife, it doesn't distinguish between enemy and friend.
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