"Beauty, do you want to take the car?"

"Handsome guy, do you want to take the car?"

"Sister, do you want to take the car?"

"Tong Yao, Tong Yao, I'm going to drive soon."

"Deng County, Deng County,"

Outside the station, all kinds of vehicles were crowded, and many drivers were shouting loudly.

Kitayama, dressed in casual attire, appeared outside the station, and her proud and cold temperament isolated her from the crowd, and no one dared to come forward to solicit customers.

"Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple, did you go to Shaolin Temple? The car is about to leave. ”

Hearing this, Kitayama walked towards the source of the sound, only to see a dilapidated passenger car appear in front of her. Without hesitation, Kitayama got into the car, found a place to sit by the window, and waited for the car to start.

Today, after Li Cong sent Beishan to the station, he vetoed Li Cong's request to personally send him to his destination, and Beishan let him go back and wait here alone for the car to Shaolin Temple.

Since you want to travel, you have to do it yourself, and you won't let Li Cong serve you, so it will be meaningless.

"Bang dang", the door closed, and finally the vehicle full of passengers began to start, in the "crunch" shaking sound of the car, the dilapidated passenger car drove away from the station and ran to the Shaolin Temple.

Kitayama quietly looked at the scenery outside the window, and couldn't help but think deeply about his current situation.

Beishan's first destination this time is Shaolin Temple. As he said: "The world's kung fu comes out of Shaolin, and Shaolin kung fu is the best in the world." It can be seen that the status of Shaolin Temple in the hearts of martial artists and ordinary people.

Beishan had no goal to find in his future cultivation, so he figured out how to travel to famous mountains and rivers to find a way to break through the current bottleneck and improve his cultivation. Therefore, Shaolin is her first choice.

The bus wandered all morning and finally arrived at the foot of Shomuro Mountain. Beishan got out of the car and looked at the bustling tourists, not only frowning slightly.

With the tourists, Beishan stepped into the scenic spot.

The tall mountain gate stands on Mt. Shaomuro, like the Dharma Protector Vajra, welcoming visitors from all around.

After the mountain gate, it is the Yongdao. On both sides of the road is the stele forest under the shade of pine and cypress, because the stele stone is like a forest, so it is called the stele forest.

After passing through the stele forest through Yongdao is the Tianwang Palace, which is located at the end of the stele forest, and is named after the four heavenly kings who symbolize "wind, tune, rain and shun". This hall has red walls and green tiles, the bucket arch is painted, the door is far away from each other, there is a statue of King Kong each, there are two big King Kong outside, it is the statue of the four heavenly kings, it is mighty and majestic.

Beishan silently looked at several majestic statues of the Heavenly King, but his heart was fascinated. When will you be able to have the ability to turn over the river and the sea?

Leaving the Heavenly King Palace, it is the Mahavira Palace. The Daxiong Hall is the center of the temple's Buddhist activities, and is called the three major Buddha halls together with the Tianwang Hall and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Kitayama followed the crowd, but after a while, he had already reached the outside of the abbot's room, but there was nothing to see, only the closed door and the empty abbot's room, and Kitayama had already sensed the silence and no one in the room.

It took a morning of effort, Beishan visited every scenic spot in the Shaolin Temple, but did not find anything unusual, not even a martial arts monk did not see a single one, the most seen are ordinary monks without kung fu and some children who learn martial arts.

Could it be that Shaolin Temple is in vain?

Beishan then denied such a view, Shaolin Temple is known as "the world's first temple." "The shadow of the so-called famous tree, since the Shaolin Temple can pass down the great name, it must have its extraordinary.

Maybe the core of the Shaolin Temple is not here! Beishan can't help but think so, after all, as a scenic spot, it is extremely noisy, and there are a lot of tourists, and there are some tourists who do not listen to persuasion. Therefore, it is also normal for Shaolin Temple to put some important things elsewhere.

Since there was nothing to gain here, Kitayama turned around and left here, heading alone towards the Shomuro Mountain.

Maybe the secret is hidden somewhere deep in the mountains.

Late autumn has arrived, and the plants in the mountains are showing a withered color.

The mountain is steep and steep, with 36 peaks. The peaks are clustered and undulating, such as the banner surrounding, like the sword halberd in a row, quite magnificent, some rise from the ground, some stretch around, some are like a tiger squatting, some are like a lion dancing, some are like a giant dragon sleeping, some are like a turtle crawling, the peaks and peaks are uneven, the canyon is vertical and horizontal, quite spectacular.

Walking in the mountains, the fresh air is refreshing, which is very different from the crowded scenic spots.

Beishan does not go to the tourist attractions that tourists often go to, but picks up the steep and dangerous places that are inaccessible and the degree of development is not enough, such a place is difficult for tourists to walk an inch at all, and Beishan is indeed walking on the ground.

It didn't take long for Kitayama to reach the top. Looking around, the grass and mountains are green, the forest and the sea are rippling, and the clouds and mist are ethereal like a fairy scene.

Close your eyes and listen, Beishan's senses radiate, and the cries of birds, birds, insects and beasts are like in your ears.

Kitayama, who didn't notice anything unusual, opened his eyes and suddenly focused his gaze on a certain place. I recalled the map I had seen when I came, and that place was the cave of the wall of the first Zen ancestor Bodhidharma.

Beishan's mind moved slightly, if you go there to have a look, maybe you will find something.

Determining the direction, Kitayama is like flying, galloping away on the rugged and narrow mountain road.

When she was about to arrive at the location, Beishan slowed down her pace and walked at a normal speed for a while, only to see a natural stone cave with a depth of about 7 meters and a height of more than 3 meters and a width of more than 3 meters appear in front of her eyes, which is the Dharma Cave.

It looks inconspicuous on the outside, but there is a world on the inside.

There are three stone statues on the platform in the cave, the middle is the sitting statue of Bodhidharma, and the two sides are its disciples. The Dharma Cave is quite shady, and when the North Mountain enters the cave, there is a cold and cold feeling, which is very different from the warmth of the outside world.

Looking around the cave, sure enough, there is no Bodhidharma face wall shadow stone that has been passed down through the ages. Although he already knew that the shadow stone had been destroyed in the war, Kitayama still wanted to see it for himself.

Nothing.

For thousands of years, the tourists who came to visit the cave have already destroyed the spirit of this stone cave.

Kitayama turned and left the place. She came to the depths of a dense forest, where the dense foliage formed a natural barrier, and Beishan sat quietly here, waiting for it to get dark before going to the Shaolin Temple to find out.

When he opened his eyes, it was already dark, and Beishan got up and walked in the direction of Shaolin Temple.

Slowly approaching the Shaolin Temple, it is indeed a brightly lit and crowded picture. Beishan didn't expect the scenic spot to be so lively at night, not the dark silence he imagined.

Now that it has come, Beishan followed the flow of people into it, the faces of the surrounding crowd were filled with curiosity, enjoying the night view around the Shaolin Temple, and there were kung fu performances, which caused everyone to applaud jubilantly.

However, in Kitayama's view, it is just a fist embroidered leg for performance. Leaving the crowd, Beishan walked towards the Shaolin Temple, but found that the temple door was closed and refused to visit.

Walking to a no-man's land, Beishan jumped into the temple lightly.

The Shaolin Temple, which lacks tourists, is particularly quiet, and also has a trace of the style of a thousand-year-old temple. A few bright lights dotted it out, dissipating the heaviness of the night.

Kitayama walked like a ghost to the Scripture Pavilion, where perhaps there would be something he needed. Walking to the door and looking at the huge door lock, Kitayama stretched out his finger, and with a little force, the big lock shattered in Kitayama's hand. Gently throwing away the broken lock, Kitayama pushed open the door and entered.

Huge shelves are filled with books. Beishan took a look, there are so many books, which one will have what you need? Maybe if you can't open a few copies, you will be discovered by the monks in the courtyard.

Shaking his head slightly, Kitayama left the Pavilion and headed towards the outside of the temple, because it wouldn't be long before someone discovered that the lock on the door of the Pavilion had been damaged.

Where are you going?

The thoughtless Beishan has been turning for a long time, but still nothing has been found.

After thinking for a while, Beishan had to turn to the mountain. There is nothing to gain in the temple, so take advantage of the night to see if there is a strange place hidden in the mountain.

Otherwise, returning empty-handed, Beishan was very unwilling.

Songshan Mountain is called Zhongyue, with a radius of several hundred kilometers, and is composed of Taimur Mountain and Shaomuro Mountain. If you want to find something in the rolling mountains, even the strength of the northern mountains is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Just arrived at a mountain, is one of the 36 peaks of Shaomu Mountain to come to the fairy peak, it is said that there is a big hole on the peak, is the place where the fairy lived, the ancients made a gift: "The spirit is hidden in the immortal, the cave is deep." "Come to Xianfeng after this.

Kitayama came to the peak and prepared to enter the cave to find out.

"Huh", a bright light suddenly came straight to him, Beishan hurriedly moved his body obliquely, the bright light brushed his body, and cold sweat left down his forehead.

Before Kitayama could figure out what it was, the bright light actually shot towards him again. Even if he was ignorant now, Kitayama knew that someone was manipulating something to attack him.

The coldness hit her heart, and Kitayama stretched out her palm and grabbed at the object that shot at her, she wanted to see what was doing wrong.

The palm of her hand tightened suddenly, and the object was grabbed by Beishan in her hand, but it was as hot as a soldering iron, and suddenly the object broke free from her hand like a living thing, and flew back.

Even if he didn't stay in his hand for a long time, Kitayama felt the general outline of the object, but he didn't expect that the object was actually a small dagger.

It's really beyond people's imagination, the dagger can actually fly and hurt people, and it is as agile as a living thing.

Beishan, who was sighing, noticed another bright light swirling around, and she had already taken precautions, easily dodged, and suddenly stared in one direction along the dagger's turning route.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he spat out cold words: "I found you!" ”

Kitayama tensed his muscles and galloped away with the dagger. instantly appeared in front of a stunned middle-aged Taoist. The man was wearing a gray robe, with a gossip map tattooed in the center, yellow silk threads embroidered on the hem of the clothes, a high bun, and an extraordinary appearance. It's a pity that the look of surprise shattered this image.

After taking a closer look at the Taoist in front of him, Beishan said with a little curiosity: "Why did you attack me?" ”

"Humph! Look at your sneaky nature, you must not be a good type! This person actually restrained the panic in his eyes, pretended to be pretentious, and took a bite.

Beishan laughed angrily, and a cold murderous intent loomed in his eyes.

"Look for death!"

The foot accelerated, and Beishan pointed into a knife and rushed towards the middle-aged Taoist, and ten fingers involuntarily burst out of the sharp finger blades, glowing with cold light.

Seeing that the blade was about to cut through the body of the Daoist, a spark burst out, and a dagger blocked his attack. Next, Beishan's several attacks were firmly blocked by that dagger, and with the dagger there, he couldn't help that person at all.

At this time, the face of the Dao man was already shocked, and he was a little afraid, that woman could actually tie with the treasures of the ancestors, if there were no treasures, wouldn't she have already been in a different place.

Retracting the dagger, the Taoist calmed his mind and said disdainfully: "It's getting late today, this Daoist master is not as knowledgeable as you, a woman, so leave quickly!" ”

"Huh!" Beishan sneered, then his eyes rolled, and he said, "Self-deception! Leave the dagger behind, and I'll let you go. ”

"What? Do you know whose dagger it is? You dare to think about it," the Taoist was furious.

"In that case, I will take it myself." Kitayama made up his mind and killed everywhere.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Kitayama made a decision in his heart. In the blink of an eye, a demon with a snake tail appeared on Laixian Peak.

The terrified Taoist pointed to Beishan with his hand trembling, "You, you, you, snake demon, snake demon." ”

Taking advantage of the Taoist's panicked efforts and seizing the opportunity, Beishan's snake tail suddenly pierced into his body, towering the snake tail, and the Taoist was like a grasshopper strung on a bamboo stick, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

With a flick of the snake's tail, the arrow-like pillar of blood spurting out of the man's chest was smashed to the ground.

The man's mouth opened and closed, wanting to say something, but blood poured out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, his head tilted, and he died.

Bending down, Kitayama took out the dagger he was holding tightly in his hand, and looked through it repeatedly, but he couldn't see what material it was made of, and it was actually extremely powerful. He searched his body again, and found a book among them, and before he had time to check the contents of the book, Beishan recovered his body and galloped away.

Since the man is dead, his intention to attack himself, Kitayama does not care.