The evening breeze blows, the sky will be dark, and the blood-colored remnant sun has not set for a long time, shining obliquely on the winding mountain road.

The honest monk walked alone on the way up the mountain, and most of the restaurants and inns that had been doing briskly business had closed their doors, and some of the shops had posted notices on their doors to remind tourists of the time to open after the Spring Festival. Suddenly, there was a faint sound of bells in the temple, two long and one short, continuous, which was a signal to gather the monks of the whole temple. Unless there is a major event in the monastery, the monastery rarely gathers all the monks.

The honest monk's heart sank suddenly, his feet tightened, a few ups and downs, and his body had fallen a few feet away.

In a moment, the honest monk rushed to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, more than 100 monks of the whole temple have gathered in the hall, and the seniors of each branch are standing in columns, although the number of people is large, but they are silent. The honest monk is not a monk in this temple, but an orphan taken in by the old monk, so he is not ranked according to the word "virtue is eternal and eternal", and can only stand in the last line.

I only heard the bell ring three times, and all the monks announced the Buddha's name: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"

The presiding officer Yong participated in the four major class leaders accompanied the two monks and walked slowly out of the apse. All the monks bowed down in unison. The seven eminent monks first visited the Buddha statue in the hall, and then sat down separately.

The honest monk raised his head and saw that the two monks were in their fifties, and their clothes were different from those of this temple, and they were guest monks from other temples. One of the monks has a high nose and deep eyes, big shoulders and a round waist, and is a Tibetan monk. The other monk was short in stature, his eyes were bright, and he was very majestic when he looked forward to it.

Yongshen said loudly: "This is Master Yongjue, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, everyone has seen it." When the monks heard this, their hearts were all in shock. Ci'en Temple and Shaolin Temple belong to the same lineage, but the prestige and status are far less than Shaolin, all think: "Shaolin Temple has always been reluctant to deal with this temple, today Yongjue Abbot came in person, I don't know what big things are for." "At that moment, they all bowed down and saluted Yongjue.

Yongshen stretched out his hand to the Tibetan monk and said, "This Venerable Master is from the Western Regions, and his Dharma name is Zhugu Sangpo. And all the monks bowed.

Yongshen said: "The two masters are great masters of Buddhism, and they come to this temple today, which is really the supreme glory of this temple, so I call everyone." I hope that the two masters will open the altar to say the Dharma and promote the Buddha's righteousness. ”

"Don't dare to be!" said Zhugu Sangpo in a loud voice. The honest monk couldn't help but be surprised, and this voice secretly roared with a lion in the Buddhist gate, which shocked people's hearts, only to hear him continue: "Buddhism is boundless, only to cross the destined people, the little monk came, just to remind Master Yongshen not to ruin the reputation of the Temple of Mercy and Grace." ”

He spoke quite hostilely, and when the monks heard it, everyone was angry, but the precepts of the Temple of Mercy and Grace were strict, and the monks did not dare to make a sound, so they had to look at each other angrily.

Yongsan said, "Why did the Venerable Master say this? If there is anything inappropriate in the temple, please ask the Venerable Master to make it clear." ”

"If there are sentient beings who steal their permanent property, grain, food, clothing, or even anything that they do not take, they will fall into the infernal hell, and they will be eons of eternity, and they will seek an indefinite period of time. ”

"The Venerable Master's words refer to the theft, the little monk is a little unclear, please tell us frankly. ”

Zhugu Sangpo rolled his eyes and shot out two fine lights: "Twenty years ago, the monk of your temple came to my Baiju Temple to study the internal scriptures, but after ten days, he did not say goodbye, just because the little monk master found that this monk secretly sneaked into the 100,000 pagoda of the temple late at night, and secretly studied the secret book of the temple "Flying Lotus Divine Skill". ”

Yong Shen said: "Little monk doesn't understand, why hasn't your temple mentioned this matter for 20 years, but it happened to be mentioned when my uncle was about to sit down?"

"The temple never mentions this matter, mainly because it is worried that your temple's reputation will be damaged. But at the moment, I have to say that if Master Yongshen puts his body into the tank without knowing the truth, he will definitely make a big mistake and lose my Buddha. ”

The honest monk was shocked in his heart, it turned out that he was here for the old monk.

"I respect you as a Buddhist monk, but you slander my uncle, don't you deceive me that there is no one in Cheng'en Temple?" said a burly monk next to Yongshen, who was the first Yongming master in Cheng'en Temple.

Yongshen glanced at Yongming, blamed him for his inappropriate words, and then turned to Zhugu Sangpo and said, "Although Uncle Xingdian is acting strangely, it is impossible to steal the martial arts of your sect, is there any misunderstanding here?"

Zhugu Sangpo looked up at the statue of the Buddha and said: "My Buddha is above, and 'nonsense' is the re-precept of the Buddha!" He turned his head to Yongshen and said: "May I ask the host, do you know the details of the trip when you left the Shaolin Temple and came to the Cheng'en Temple?"

"The world's monasteries are one family, and since Uncle Xingdian has entered the Buddha's door, what does it matter where he is. ”

Zhugu Sangpo's expression was even more arrogant, and he said coldly: "Of course it has a relationship, and it has a great relationship, the monk Xingdian was expelled from Shaolin because of stealing Shaolin's Yi Jin and Washing the Second Meridian!"

Yongshen bowed and said, "Senior Brother Yongjue, I don't know if what the Venerable Master said is true?"

Yongjue nodded slightly.

Zhugu Sangpo's eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he was indescribably proud.

There was silence in the hall for a long time. The monks of Cheng'en Temple were all depressed, although they did not believe in the words of Zhugu Sangpo, but they could not refute it.

"I also think that the monk Xingdian has secretly learned the "Flying Lotus Divine Skill"!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks were shocked! Following the prestige, they saw the honest monk walking out of the crowd. As soon as they saw that it was him, the monks' hanging hearts relaxed, but they were worried about Zhugu Sangpo.

Zhugu Sangpo naturally didn't recognize the honest monk, but the honest monk's words made him listen to it very comfortably, and said with a smile: "I can't imagine that although you are young, your knowledge is not lost to these masters at all." "I like to appreciate it in my words.

"The little monk only told the truth, according to the Venerable Master's words, the "Flying Lotus Divine Skill" must be a unique study of your temple, and it is extraordinary, I don't know if the Venerable Master has learned this kung fu. ”

Zhugu Zangpo laughed and said, "This is natural. As he spoke, his left index finger and thumb bent slightly, and struck straight out, and the copper tripod in front of the Buddha seat was darkened and cracked.

"The Venerable Master's miraculous skills, the little monk has never seen such miraculous skills, admire, admire!"

"This is just the surface of the divine skill, how can the "Flying Lotus Divine Skill" be comparable to other martial arts. "Zhugu Zangpo has gotten a little carried away.

"What the Venerable Master said is very true, but the little monk still has one more thing to ask the master for. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Since the monk has learned the Book of Changes and the Two Sutras of Washing the Pulp, he still wants to secretly study the "Flying Lotus Divine Skill", is it also because the "Flying Lotus Divine Skill" is more clever than these two scriptures?"

Zhugu Sangpo's face was a little unnatural, if he answered yes, it would inevitably cause a conflict with the abbot of Yongjue, if he answered no, then the lie of stealing the secret book of learning would be broken, and the question of the honest monk forced him to a dead end.

The honest monk took the opportunity to walk up to the abbot of Yongjue, and said with a serious face: "Master Yongjue, I am not the one who provokes trouble, but it is a matter of honor and disgrace of Shaolin martial arts, if it were you, I would not be able to bear it......"

Yongjue was speechless, he had never seen such a brazen monk, picking up the matter by himself, and hiding to the side to watch the excitement.

Zhugu Zangpo pondered: "Once Yongjue makes a move, he will definitely lose." He thought for a moment, and hurriedly said: "The monks of Cheng'en Temple want to verify the authenticity of the matter by competition, which is also reasonable, but Master Yongjue, as a guest, will inevitably be a little noisy if he makes a move." ”

The honest monk raised his head and said, "I'm just joking with Master Yongjue, he is an old man with high morality, how can he make a move easily." I'll deal with you enough. ”