After more than half an hour, the temple suddenly rang with a bell, and it came from afar, but it was the monk of Xianfeng Temple who had already begun to do the "morning class".

Although there are many temples on Mount Emei, it is the dojo of the Bodhisattva in the world, but in recent decades, after opening up into a tourist area, every visitor is like weaving, the hustle and bustle is like a downtown block, and there is no purity and peace in the past, so the real sense of "monks" is not much. There are only two or three hundred monks and nuns on the whole mountain.

The rest are mostly "fakes" in name only, although they have shaved their heads and wear monk's robes, in fact they are just the same as the people who work in the city, not to mention any Buddhist practice, even if they follow the book and ask him to recite the next "Diamond Sutra" proficiently, it is not easy.

Or more so, it should be regarded as a kind of "performance" that attracts tourists.

The scale of Xianfeng Temple is not small, during the morning class, there are also monks on the twenties and thirties who knock on the wooden fish together and chant the scriptures, the bell rings, and can always attract a lot of early tourists to gather around to watch. If it is a "good man and a woman", he will inevitably "echo the voice", worship sincerely, and then donate generously to add some "sesame oil money" to the "merit box" in the temple.

After sending away Sun Lei and several waves of classmates who rushed to hear the news, Bai Ze returned to the room, his things were in his bag, and there was nothing to pack, so he just looked around briefly, and saw that there was nothing to forget, so he planned to leave directly.

Or go all the way up to the Washing Elephant Pond Lei Dongping, or go down the road to the Qingyin Pavilion Wuxian Gang, where you can find the car that goes down the mountain and goes directly to Emeishan City.

Fortunately, Bai Ze's foot strength is amazing, even if he doesn't have to work hard, he is much faster than ordinary people at his usual speed, and he has good physical strength, he can pinch the pores of his skin, hold his breath, and walk dozens of miles of mountain roads in one breath is not a thing at all. Now there is no drag from Sun Lei's classmates, so no matter how you go, up and down, it won't take you an hour.

I was about to go downstairs with my bag, when suddenly there was a commotion from outside, mixed with the exclamations of men and women, old and young, all gathered together, and suddenly broke the morning silence of the entire temple.

"What's going on again? It sounds like it's coming from the Daxiong Hall in the back, where the monks do their morning lessons! Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, and he didn't feel a little funny, since he stayed here last night, all night until now, what happened in this temple has been one after another.

First Hou San was looking for revenge in the middle of the night, and then in the morning he had a conflict with the two young people who practiced sanda, and now the monks' morning class seems to have been disturbed! This Xianfeng Temple is really lively.

"Catch him, this madman has come to the temple again to steal offerings, blaspheming the Buddha and the Bodhisattva, it is a great sin! Don't let him run again...... Amitabha! ”

Bai Ze's ears moved, and when he walked to the window to look down, he saw a dirty, barefoot, and tattered man running all the way with a smile, holding two apples in his hands, and splashing the juice he ate while running. At the same time, behind him were dozens of monks, large and small, led by a man in his fifties, wearing a robe, who was already scolding and panting, sweating profusely, but he was angry and chased after him.

The sound was also surprisingly loud, and even many tourists who were far away were alarmed.

It's just that at this time, there are not many people who dare to really come forward to stop it, the man who grabbed the fruit in front of him, his face is black, his hair hasn't been washed for a long time, he hangs down long, covering half of his face, greasy, and it seems that there are still things dripping down the soup and water, and he is not a "normal person" at first glance. Either the homeless man in this mountain, or he has a nervous problem, otherwise the old monk would not have shouted and called him a "madman".

When the people along the way saw this scene, they didn't even think it was too late to dodge, who would want to touch this mold.

Even those monks who have been chasing after them are also a little bluffing, although they are waving their flags and shouting, and they are full of righteous indignation, but most of them are far away and shouting loudly. A group of young people in their thirties were not as fast as the old monk in front.

Fortunately, there are always some people in the temple who go to Emei Mountain to worship the Buddha and repay their vows, I heard that some people even dare to grab the offerings in front of the Buddha, and suddenly they blew up like a pot, a group of elderly old men and old ladies, together with the "nieces and nephews" around them, but also gathered dozens of people, hula blocked the way.

For a while, the chaotic hands flew with shouting and scolding, and the person in front suddenly fell into the "vast sea" of the people.

"Interesting, there are staff in tourist areas everywhere in this mountain, how can such a person run in!" Bai Ze couldn't help but smile when he watched the excitement upstairs, but then his eyes swept over the madman's body, but he was suddenly taken aback: "No, this madman is actually a master!" ”

Condescendingly, Bai Ze could see clearly that although this so-called madman was surrounded by the crowd and kept fighting, until now, no one had really touched his body. Everyone's hands were waving and scratching, and they landed in vain in the empty space, this man held his head in his hands, and seemed to be frightened and panicked by a group of people, with half an apple in his mouth and drooling, but his feet moved, but he always walked through the gap that was inadvertently exposed in the middle of the crowd.

No matter how hard people from all directions exert themselves and how fast they shoot, they are always one step slower, and the difference between a line seems to be the ends of the world.

And this person shuttled like a fly in the crowd, but the speed under his feet never slowed down, but whenever someone in front of him blocked the way, and there was no gap, others squeezed forward, like an antelope hanging its horns, and a white horse passed through the gap, and before those people could react, people passed by.

It seems that a thick layer of grease has been applied to his body, not only does he not leave his hands, but also does not exert any force, twisting and twisting, as long as everyone gets close to his body, they unconsciously "avoid" to both sides.

"Master, big master!" Bai Ze's eyes widened, as if he was drunk, "Legend has it that Taijiquan is the best at unloading, if you get the true transmission, practice to the best realm, the whole body has no strength, even such a soft thing as a feather can be unloaded, and it can't be touched, it really can't be added to a feather, and a rope can't fall." I used to hear the old man say, and I only thought it was the old man's exaggeration in the past, but I didn't expect that someone could really practice the inner kung fu to such a point! It's incredible. ”

Bai Ze's kung fu is all foreign boxing, although there is also a knack for breathing and practicing qi, but it is too strong, not better at health than internal boxing, can nourish the five internal organs, meridians and vitality. Although he also learned some internal kung fu through various channels, Tai Chi Bagua and the like, he can also play well, but without exception it is difficult to touch the root of these boxing methods.

In today's country, the three major types of inner boxing, Tai Chi, Bagua, and Xingyi, have practiced the most, but there are very few of them who can get the true transmission. Bai Ze just wants to learn, but there is no way!

However, now, the crazy man in front of him has obviously practiced the inner fist to the point of being thrilling.

As if sensing something from afar, the "madman" in the crowd suddenly opened his mouth, spit out half of the apple he was biting, and turned his head to look in the direction of Bai Ze.

Rumble!

At this moment, the two were separated by one or two hundred meters, their eyes collided, and Bai Ze only felt a bang in his head, followed by a roar. The man's eyes glanced at him so faintly, and the momentum of the whole person instantly rose to a point that Bai Ze couldn't imagine, and he couldn't help but feel a spirit all over his body, and he took three steps back.

The chest rose and fell like a boulder pressing on the chest, and Bai Ze's breathing suddenly became extremely short.

At that moment, in Bai Ze's eyes, this person was no longer the dirty, tattered, and crazy appearance he had before. His eyes were so sharp, the bright light that flickered from a few hundred meters away, as if it was the wisps of starlight hanging high above his head in the dark night, as soon as he came into view, Bai Ze was under an incomparably huge pressure, and he was almost out of breath.

A person can call Bai Ze, a person with unique skills and only one heart to do things, can't help but retreat again and again, just based on this point, he can conclude that this crazy person is definitely a great master who is not born in the world. Compared with Hou Sanzhi and others who were kicked to death by him yesterday, I don't know if it is dozens of times more powerful.

Because at least Hou San can still be seen by him at a glance, and this person, if he is not stopped by so many people, even if he stands in front of him for three days and three nights, he will definitely not be able to see it, he just thinks it is a neurosis.

It is said that when a person's boxing skills are practiced in detail and returned to the basics, he can restrain all the breath on his body as an ordinary person.

And in the boxing method, there has always been a "eye fight" saying, which is about some big boxers in the past, practicing their eyes like gods, spiritual condensation, often do not have to fight with people, glaring at the past, you can see people in cold sweat, like falling into a nightmare, and have to kneel to admit defeat.

"Could it be that this person is such a character!"

Bai Ze's kung fu is definitely not weak, he can be shocked by three steps back at a glance, what is the point of his realm?

Bai Ze's blood suddenly boiled in an instant.

Hurriedly shook his head, picked up his backpack and kicked three steps and two steps, jumped downstairs, and sure enough, he saw that the crazy man had already swam like a fish at this time, and squeezed out of the crowd in a few clicks, laughing, and ran all the way out of the temple gate of Xianfeng Temple.

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