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Until the night of the third day, a voice suddenly came from inside the Shaolin Temple: "Please let Xiao Bing's benefactor come in!"

The voice sounded old, but it was also full of energy.

Xiao Bing slowly stood up, he took off his sunglasses, put them in his pockets, and walked towards the temple with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Xiao Bing's breath was even more vigorous than before, sitting here for three consecutive days and three nights, every day was treated as a monkey by many tourists like exhibitions, discussions, Xiao Bing not only did not have the slightest anger and embarrassment, but felt that his mood had improved a few points, because these were all things that Xiao Bing had not experienced before, Xiao Bing did not feel humiliated, nor was he like many people outside the world who looked down on all this or even as if they had not heard or seen.

Xiao Bing listened carefully to the voices of those discussions, those voices that talked about themselves, Xiao Bing had never experienced these in his life, but enjoyed it, regarded humiliation as enjoyment, and regarded the three-day visit as a valuable experience in life, and in this, Xiao Bing's heart and realm have been improved, although the degree of improvement is not to break through, but it is also a lot of progress.

"Martial arts really still have to be comprehended from life. Xiao Bing secretly sighed in his heart, a little happy, these three days could not make Xiao Bing feel the slightest anger, but made Xiao Bing feel a little happy, three days of harvest is enough to be worth three months.

Xiao Bing walked into the temple, and there was a fifty-year-old monk waiting there in front of him, he bowed to Xiao Bing and said, "Amitabha, Xiao Bing's donor, our abbot is invited." ”

Xiao Bing glanced at this high monk, this old monk looked kind and kind, and he looked like a kind elder, but his strength had already reached the peak of Gangjin, and he was only a line away from breaking the void.

Xiao Bing couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, casually came out with the strength of a high-ranking monk who was already comparable to the eight members of the Dark World Summit, and the world's martial arts Shaolin really deserved its reputation!

Xiao Bing smiled and said politely, "Thank you master for leading the way." ”

The master glanced at Xiao Bing in surprise, in his opinion, a person who waited outside for three days and three nights should be full of resentment at this time, but Xiao Bing actually made you not happy, not angry, as always polite, the master sighed: "Amitabha, Xiao Bing's benefactor is not only like a heavenly man in the realm of martial arts, but also very human. ”

Xiao Bing smiled: "The master is polite, I don't know what the master should be called?"

"The old man's name is Zhengren. ”

Xiao Bing knew that the current Shaolin abbot's legal name was Zhiming, and the orthography should be the second generation of Shaolin's disciples.

Zhengren walked into the abbot's residence with Xiao Bing and left, Xiao Bing knocked on the door, and someone in the room said, "Xiao Bing's donor, please come in." ”

With a squeak, Xiao Bing pushed open the wooden door, and then walked in, but saw an old monk with white eyebrows in a robe sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, and when he saw Xiao Bing coming in, he gently pointed to a chair next to him, and said: "Xiao Bing's donor, please sit down, I don't know what Xiao Bing's donor is looking for the old monk?"

This old monk looks calm, like an old tree, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes, withered and old, and with a background that is difficult to see clearly.

Xiao Bing looked over, and after making eye contact with the old monk, Xiao Bing was surprised to feel another world from his gaze, it was a world full of Buddhas, and countless monks around him were chanting Buddhism, Xiao Bing was surprised and quickly broke free from that spiritual power.

Abbot Zhiming smiled and said, "Master Xiao Bing's martial arts are profound, and he should be regarded as a contemporary genius of Tianzhong, which is rare in the world. ”

Xiao Bing said: "The old abbot is far from being able to compare with me in terms of martial arts or spiritual power, if I am a sharp sword, then the old man is a continuous mountain." ”

Xiao Bing sat down on the chair, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the realm of the abbot in front of him was like the sea, and he couldn't see the depth clearly.

Xiao Bing said: "Abbot, I came here this time to inquire about the specific location of the fairy gate. ”

Abbot Zhiming said in a calm tone: "Our Shaolin Temple has never been involved in martial arts grievances, not to mention that the fairy gate has already been closed, and it will only appear once in twenty years. ”

Xiao Bing said: "The fairy gate has captured my friend. ”

Abbot Zhiming sighed and said: "The Fairy Sect is not an evil sect, after your friend is taken away, there will definitely be no danger to his life, it is estimated that he will be accepted as a disciple and follow the arts." ”

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "What if it is Abbot Zhiming's parents and family who are arrested?"

Abbot Zhiming shook his head and said, "As soon as you enter the Buddha Gate, the four major ones are empty, since everything is just empty, where is my family?"

When Xiao Bing heard Abbot Zhiming say this, he suddenly stood up and laughed: "I waited for three days and three nights, if it was just in exchange for the four big and empty four words, then I will burn your Shaolin today, so what?"

After Xiao Bing finished speaking, he walked towards the door and said, "Such a Shaolin, forget it if you burn it! I'll go and set a fire right now, so that everything for you is empty!"

The vicissitudes of the abbot of Zhiming, wisdom, and the gaze as deep as the sea finally rose a little wave, Shaolin Temple as a holy place, even if there have been so many changes in history, there have been so many changes, but no one has ever said to set fire to Shaolin Temple directly, and the person in front of him is because he refuses to do him a favor, he actually wants to set fire to the temple.

Abbot Zhiming's heart was angry, and he directly stretched out his palm and grabbed Xiao Bing in the air, but saw that a golden force in the room formed a huge palm, just like the huge palm of the Buddha, and instantly grabbed Xiao Bing's body in it.

Xiao Bing's body was wrapped in a huge golden giant palm, and then a terrifying aura instantly erupted from Xiao Bing's body, and the breath of the palm was disordered for a moment, and then collapsed and dissipated into nothing.

Xiao Bing turned around and looked at Zhiming, there was no anger on his face, but with a smile, he said: "Abbot Zhiming, you said that as soon as you enter the Buddhist Gate, the four major ones are empty, but I want to burn your Shaolin Temple, but you are still angry, is this your four major emptiness?"

Abbot Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then showed a little shame, and folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, what the donor said is extremely true. ”

Xiao Bing sighed and said: "My friend is now in the hands of the fairy gate, I need to save it, do you think there is no difference between saving and not saving, in the eyes of the abbot, even the parents and family are empty, but what you say in your mouth, can you do it in your heart? I want to burn your temple, you are still like this, if I kill your family, can you turn a blind eye? Abbot, you are a master like you can't, how can I let my friend fall into the hands of others, life and death are unknown?"

Abbot Zhiming sighed and said: "Lord Xiao Bing is a person of great wisdom, and his words to Lao Wei are indeed ashamed. ”

Xiao Bing also folded his hands and recited: "Amitabha, the Buddha is in your hearts, you think you can let go of everything in this world, but it turns out that you still can't let go, in the face of endangering yourself, or endangering the existence around you, you want to let go of anger but you can't do anything. Now I still want to ask the abbot, I have talked so much with you, you seem to have come to your senses, if I burn your monastery again now, will you still stop it?"

Abbot Zhiming shook his head and said, "I will still block it." ”

Xiao Bing said with a smile: "In this way, the abbot thinks about it, if it were you, would you let your family and friends be kidnapped like that? If a high-ranking monk like Abbot Zhiming can't even empathize, how can he talk about how to do it if I don't go to hell and who will go to hell? The master's martial arts realm is profound, but the ideological realm still belongs to mortals. ”

Abbot Zhiming said with emotion: "What Lord Xiao Bing said is very true, in the realm of Buddhism, I am still too far behind. ”

Abbot Zhiming's tone was a little regretful, he thought about it slightly, and finally sighed, and was about to speak, when suddenly the entire Shaolin Temple began to shake, Abbot Zhiming's face changed, and he immediately rushed out of the room, although Xiao Bing was surprised by what happened in Shaolin, but he also knew that it must be a big deal, and hurriedly followed.

Out of the room, Xiao Bing clearly felt that the Shaolin Temple was originally shrouded in a majestic righteousness, but at this moment, a very evil aura suddenly began to spread, and it spread from the depths of the earth.

Could it be that there is something hidden under Shaolin?

Xiao Bing chased in the direction where Abbot Zhiming went, and at this time, many people in the entire Shaolin were already alarmed, and countless people flew in the same direction.

But seeing the abbot Zhiming flew to a cliff at the back of the temple, Xiao Bing and some of the great monks of Shaolin also followed, Xiao Bing casually looked, and felt even more incredible about the foundation of the Shaolin Temple, in the crowd, Xiao Bing actually saw that the strength of several big monks had broken through to the realm of breaking the void, and even saw that the strength of an elderly monk had reached the realm of half-step Tianzun, and the strength of the abbot of Zhiming, the first master of Shaolin, was above Xiao Bing, and even Xiao Bing could not see the depth, which showed that the foundation of this Shaolin Temple was indeed deep enough。

But at this moment, these people all looked solemn, and everyone's eyes showed a look of jealousy, and inside the cliff, the evil black aura continued to spread upward, and Xiao Bing could even vaguely hear the far and deep position inside the cliff, as if there was a desolate beast roaring angrily!

ps: I usually have too little time to accompany my children, and I have to take time to accompany my children, so there are only two updates every day of the weekend, and the update is completed today.