"Whew!"

Just as Sojiro Noda was in a daze, the smell of wine from the old donkey rider was about to touch his face, and suddenly split in two, passing through Noda Sojiro's temples, clinging to his skin and cutting off the hair on both sideburns.

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the short hair that fell out fluttered in the air and scattered in all directions.

Sojiro Noda's face was as if he was dead, and he was disheartened for a moment, "What kind of swordsmanship is this? If this person wants to kill me, isn't it just a thought?"

Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei next to him also felt frightened when they saw this situation.

Although the old man who rode the donkey did not say a word from beginning to end, but rode by them with an extremely light and brisk ride on the little donkey like a passerby, but he drank so much and took a knife in his hand, but it was more surprising than anything he said, and made the scalp of all who knew that it was powerful.

Sojiro Noda, a martial arts master of this age, seemed to have no power to fight back in front of this old Taoist, and he was stunned.

One moment Sojiro Noda also said to Wang Gangdan, "As long as his long sword is in hand, the action of challenging the Huaxia master will not stop", and the next moment, his katana was taken away by this unattractive old Taoist.

This is a wonderful irony for Sojiro Noda.

Seeing the figure of the old Taoist riding a donkey and climbing up quickly, Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei glanced at each other, and they didn't care about Sojiro Noda, the two of them exerted their strength at the same time and ran towards the mountain.

There were so many dead people lying on the mountain, even if it wasn't for the sake of chasing this old man, he had to find a way to deal with it.

Nowadays, more and more people come to Shaolin Temple to travel, and these dead bodies must be moved quickly.

Both of them are martial arts masters, climbing the mountain very fast, one step is more than ten steps, but even so, the little donkey who climbs the stone steps is getting farther and farther, and when the two of them ran to the door of Shaolin Temple, the old Taoist who rode the donkey had long disappeared, only a dozen monks were carrying the corpses in front of the gate, and the wide square was covered with patches of blood.

And in this bloodstain, there are two rows of footprints from the temple gate to the end of the square steps, each footprint is about three inches into the stone, five toes are like, just like the footprints left by normal people walking on the beach, even if you let skilled craftsmen carve, it may not be able to carve so vividly.

Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei looked at this row of footprints, and their scalps were numb again, this kind of advanced cultivation was beyond their cognition.

Before Guo Dalu filmed "Shaolin Temple", there were only a number of monks in Shaolin Temple, and after the fire of "Shaolin Temple", the local government attached great importance to it, and allocated huge sums of money to rebuild the temple for Shaolin Temple, and then molded the golden body, which was repaired inside and out, and the monks who ran away from hunger before also returned to the temple one after another.

Now the corpses in front of the temple are almost all monks who have just returned, and the newly ordained monks are too timid to see so many dead people without training.

"Have you seen the old Taoist who rode the donkey?"

Wang Gangdan walked up to a middle-aged monk and asked loudly, "Mingde, have you seen where he went?"

The middle-aged monk Mingde recognized Wang Gangdan, and hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Amitabha, Miss Wang, that senior has already entered the temple!"

Wang Gangdan didn't say more, and went straight to the temple with Leng Beifei, and the monk guarding the door saw that it was them, bowed slightly, and did not intercept.

As soon as the two of them ran into the temple, they saw the crazy monk holding the Zen staff sitting on a lotus stone platform in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the Zen staff was deeply inserted into the bluestone ground next to the stone platform, and a group of old monks were around the old monks, kneeling and saluting.

The old Taoist who rode the donkey just now was leaning on the donkey half-lying down at the moment, looking at the old monk quietly, his face was sad and joyless, but Noda Sojiro's katana was inserted in front of the old monk at some point.

The old monk who was crazy and murderous before, but at this time, he was kind and kind-eyed, and he was angry before he washed it, his eyes were clear, and his face was full of strange light.

Seeing Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei coming over, the old monk sighed, "Good, good, a big dream in a hundred years, adding countless killing karma!"

He looked at the group of monks kneeling in front of him, and said lightly: "After practicing for a hundred years, there is occasionally one gain, and the old monk wants to say the Dharma here, I don't know if it is possible?"

Monk Fangzheng, the presiding monk of Shaolin Temple, hurriedly said: "Please ask Uncle Shi to teach the Fa, and the disciples will listen to you!"

After Pu Yuan nodded slightly to the old Taoist who rode the donkey, he glanced at the extreme peak of Songshan Mountain a few times, and bowed his head slightly, as if someone was greeting.

After a while, the old monk sat on the lotus platform and began to speak.

Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei have never studied Buddhism, what the old monk said, the two of them don't know what to say at all, but the tone of the old monk's speech has a strange charm, which makes people can't help but listen attentively, what is especially amazing is that they don't understand what the old monk said, but they fully understand the meaning.

It's like seeing a horse, even if no one tells them it's a horse, but since they see it, even if they don't know the name of the horse, the shape of the horse is left in their hearts, and the white horse is not a horse, and it is also in it.

In this case, the language has become pale, and the people who listen to the Dharma have a sense of enlightenment, and what they have not understood for many years is once understood.

After a long time, the old monk on the lotus platform finally finished speaking, he laughed and said a few words of the Buddha:

"Stirring up the wind and doing evil for half a life,????

One thought of taking refuge in my Buddha. ????

Drink wine and eat meat and chant mida,???

Meditate in the Pavilion of the Scriptures???

The dust is swept away,????

Kill the Bodhi Positive Fruit.

Belch!????

Tear off the golden rope and open the jade lock,????

Today I know that I am me!"

After he said these words, he smiled, his hand touched the ground, and his body fell silent.

Fang Zheng and the others knelt on the ground for a long time, and only then did they come back to their senses from the afterglow of the old monk's words, and when they got up from the ground, they saw Pu Yuan motionless, thinking that he was tired and resting, but the first and second class, after waiting for a long time, the monk Puyuan has been maintaining the seal posture motionless.

Fang Zheng's heart suddenly fell, and he took a closer look, but found that the old monk Puyuan had no breath at all, and the jade pillar in his nasal cavity was hanging upside down, and he had already passed away for a long time.

Fang Zheng's heart was in mourning, he knelt on the ground, and let out a sad voice, "Uncle Shi-"

The rest of the monks in the courtyard only knew that the mad monk had passed away at this time, and they all knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, sending off the patriarch.

Wang Gangdan and Leng Beifei listened to the old monk's teachings, and at this time they threw themselves on the ground to the five bodies that Pu Yuan admired, and when they saw him pass away, they both felt extremely surprised, and they stepped forward and kowtowed to Pu Yuan a few times before turning around and leaving the temple.

The two walked out of the temple gate, and saw the old road who had just ridden a donkey and rode a little donkey down the stone steps to the bottom of the mountain.

Wang Gangdan had the heart to say hello to this old Taoist, but the old Taoist ran so fast that the donkey under his crotch could not catch up with Wang Gangdan's footsteps, so he went down the mountain so quickly, and saw Noda Sojiro sitting on a bluestone on the mountainside at the mountainside.

At this time, Sojiro Noda had a white belt wrapped around his forehead at some point, and he sat quietly, as if waiting for someone.

When the donkey rider appeared in front of him, Noda Sojiro's eyes flashed, and his body flashed, and he had already floated in front of the old donkey.

At this moment, the breath of the old donkey rider changed suddenly, and he pointed like a sword, and the whole person and the little donkey under the crotch seemed to turn into a sword at the same time, magnificent, brilliant, and slashed down towards the Noda Sojiro in front of him, the power was incredible, and it seemed that the entire Songshan Mountain was going to be split by his sword.

The trees on the mountainside shook, hundreds of birds flew in fright, and pieces of fallen leaves were stirred by the sword qi, spinning and fluttering.

Sojiro Noda's body was like being restrained by an invisible force, and the aura around him was stagnant, and he couldn't dodge, and under the anger, he opened his mouth and roared, and the howl rolled like a beast's howl, resounding through the mountains.

Just as the old Taoist stretched forward his sword finger and was about to touch Noda Sojiro's forehead, a whimpering Tao Xun sound suddenly came from a distance, like a ribbon around the old Taoist, and then gradually dissipated.

The old Taoist was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "Okay, leave him to you!"

At that moment, he retracted his sword finger, returned to his lazy appearance in an instant, patted the head of the green donkey, and walked quickly down the mountain with one person and one donkey, and disappeared after a while.