Chapter 478: Swaggering and deceiving Shaolin!

In a certain corner of the world, you may think that no one can reach it, but that is just self-deception, people are watching the sky, and she always believes in such a sentence.

When the cold wind blew on her cheeks, the sun splashed on her, making her feel that the world was not useless. Some people live to be famous; Some people live to live a chic and happy life; There are people who live to make the world wonderful because of them; There are also people who live just to fulfill some so-called mission that may not have been born for them but must not have a choice.

St. Petersburg Cathedral is still restored to its original state, without the messy scene it was at the beginning, and the new benches are still the same as before. The traces of the fight and the splashing of blood can no longer be found.

The soft sunlight shining through the windows into the Holy See reflected beautiful shadows, and the church was still empty. A blue figure, standing there quietly, with super beautiful legs of nearly one meter three, straight and slender, proud chest, majestic, enough to be proud of the four seas, she is one meter nine tall, like a queen on top, calm eyes and clear gaze, is the only thing worthy of praise for her at the moment. Because in the last moment, her hands were still stained with the blood of hundreds of lives.

Beauty is her exclusivity, momentum, her unrivaled advantage, her hair, blue as the sea, standing there, is enough to give people great pressure. Women only have the choice of bowing their heads, while men are discouraged.

She'd been waiting here for an hour, and when she was done, she had to wait here. The Pope seemed to be late every time, but she was still expressionless. Finally, after another half an hour, the Pope finally appeared in her field of vision, but those ice blue eyes did not fluctuate at all, they were still as calm as numb, and there were no waves in the ancient well, compared to a living Buddha who had been in meditation for fifty years, it was not much better.

"How's it going?"

The Pope asked, this woman speaks less than he does, if you don't speak. She could go a month without saying a word.

"As you expected."

The blue-eyed woman said in a beautiful voice, but without a trace of emotion, as if she was a wooden man, a killing machine.

"Very good, go and kill Su Chen, Su Tianting's son, he should have come to the Holy See to snatch the Heart of the Ice Emperor Blue Mos to save his father, kill him, Su Tianting will never have a bright day, as for that old Egyptian stubbornness, let's play with him slowly."

The Pope said with a smile, already having a calculation in his heart.

The woman, who had always been calm and unwavering, was obviously a little pale when she heard the Heart of the Ice Emperor Blue Moss, and nodded silently. She kills, never asks the reason, doesn't ask the process, because she only cares about the final result.

"Be careful, his injuries are not healed now, he must not be underestimated, his full strength is not weaker than Parksorod, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years."

The Pope reminded that this woman was one of his trump cards, and he didn't want her to have any problems with him and affect his overall situation.

"Yes."

The woman is still so indifferent, killing one person, for her, is no different from killing 10,000 people, over the years, the people who died in her hands, I am afraid that it has been more than 10,000, at this moment, she has already been numb.

"Stand down."

After the Pope finished speaking, the woman disappeared without a trace, as if she had never appeared in this cathedral, the Pope looked indifferent, shook his head helplessly, clenched the fist in his hand, stared at the supreme god of Catholicism, Jesus on the cross, and muttered:

"Those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die, whoever is the old man's way, there will be no good end, I will let you never recover, and regret coming to this world."

In a short period of time, Su Chen could no longer enter the Holy See, so he could only retreat and prepare to go to Egypt, and the pyramid of Khufu was his next plan.

The night had already spread overhead, the moonlight was flickering with refracted light, and Su Chen and Sanji gradually fell asleep around the bonfire.

Shaolin Temple is divided into the front door and the back door, the back door is where the back mountain gate is located, few people can enter, the front door is just a monument for viewing. In front of this world's first ancient temple in the world for more than 1,500 years, even Su Chen has a feeling of shock greater than indifference, and a vicissitudes of life arise spontaneously, as if the prosperity of time has disappeared in front of this gate at this moment. Since ancient times, it has had the reputation of Shaolin martial arts in the world, and Shaolin kung fu is the best in the world. You can be unconvinced, but you have to admit that in the history of China, whether it is civilization or the significance of the times, Shaolin Temple can be called a classic.

Many people will have a sense of tranquility and tranquility when entering the Shaolin Temple, with curling smoke, layers of swirling, low and shocking morning bells and dusk drums, all giving people a sense of grandeur. Shaolin Temple can be inherited to this day, it is no accident, as the first major faction in China, after thousands of years of wind and rain still stands on the land of China, except for Songshan Shaolin Temple, there is really no second.

When Su Chen came to Shaolin Temple, he had two ideas, seeking martial arts and seeking virtue! With his current strength, even if there are people in Shaolin Temple who can beat him, there may not be more than five at most, but Su Chen always has a heart to learn, and he always believes that he is far from reaching the realm of truly entering the house.

Besides, the most important thing is that grandpa is here, Su Chen can take a look at grandpa more, that kind of family affection that blood is thicker than water, Su Chen can't give up no matter what.

"Are you really going to step into the Shaolin Temple to seek martial arts?"

Sankey said. In his eyes, Su Chen's strength is strong enough, what he lacks is not experience and martial arts, but time, if he is given another ten years, he will definitely roar for nine days, and no one can stop him. Coming to Shaolin Temple, it is indeed a bit excessive, and every real powerhouse, a generation of grandmasters, has their own cultivation methods and unique fighting skills, Su Chen put the cart before the horse and came to this Shaolin Temple to seek martial arts with the heart of an apprentice, Sanji still doesn't understand it very well.

"Ordinary heart is more important than anything else."

Su Chen said with a smile.

When Su Chen and Sanji crossed the front mountain gate and walked directly to the back mountain gate, they were blocked by two middle-aged monks.

"This place is a pure land in the mountains after Shaolin, and I also ask the donor to leave as much as possible."

One of the middle-aged monks whispered, his expression grim and meticulous.

"If it is a pure land, why should it not enter? I'm not here to make trouble. ”

Su Chen said with a smile.

"Shaolin Temple is the important place of the country, the world's great temple, how can you be wild and presumptuous?" Another monk said in a deep voice.

"The master is so angry, is it possible that he wants to fight me here? I want to go wild, why do I want to come here? First, no one looks at me as wild, and second, no one looks at me as presumptuous, I just want to enter the mountain gate, see a person, and ask for a thing. ”

Su Chen still smiled lightly and said to the two middle-aged monks.

"If you don't leave, don't blame the two of us for being unkind."

The two middle-aged monks were gloomy, and they were angry, or their own concentration was not enough, and under Su Chen's teasing words, they were already a little unable to control themselves.

"Shaolin Temple is a pure place for Buddhism, is it just raising you brave and ruthless monks? Aren't you afraid of blood and hatred, alarming the master and alarming the Buddha? ”

Su Chen's words made the two middle-aged monks blush, and they felt that Su Chen's words were indeed reasonable, but their duty was to guard the mountain gate and not let outsiders enter.

"Maybe you have a point, but we won't let you in, so please leave here."

"Since I have entered Shaolin, I will not return it if I don't see the monks. I just want to see the style of Shaolin, and I invite the two masters to complete it. Don't you hear that the three thousand worlds, all of them are pure land, the whole world is not the king's land, I entered Shaolin, just to worship the saints, is it because you have no Buddha in your heart, and you don't want me to worship the Buddha and worship the Buddha? Su Chen said.

The two monks holding the ordination stick looked at each other with a solemn expression, but they were quite apprehensive in their hearts.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is at ease in my heart, you must not talk nonsense, Shaolin Temple is pure, and outsiders are not allowed to come here."

"If it is a pure land, where is the dust? My Buddha treats all beings with compassion, what is the dispute between all beings and equality? You can have a Buddha in your heart, but how do you know that I don't have a Buddha in my heart? ”

Su Chen argued with each other, but he had no heart to fight, and only argued with the two monks, leaving the two middle-aged monks speechless for a moment.

"He seems to be right when he says this, it doesn't seem to be a Buddhist rule that we reject people thousands of miles away."

One of the monks scratched his head and said.

"No, he's not from my Shaolin." Another said.

"The ancestor can cut the flesh and feed the eagle with the flesh, and the spirit to be preached is that all living beings are equal, you and I are all Buddha worshippers, and there is a Buddha in our hearts, how can we be called outsiders? Do you have to shave your head to show your heart to worship the Buddha? Then, you're really fascinated. I am the Buddha, the Buddha is me, don't be blinded by external objects, what you see and hear may not all be true, what you experience is just the experience of the world. Life is a lifetime of grass and trees, after all, there will be a day when the leaves return to their roots, my heart is to the Buddha, you should be able to feel it. In that case, can I still be considered an outsider? ”

Su Chen talked eloquently, and the two middle-aged monks were completely confused by him, and even had a hint of worship.

"That's true, I didn't expect that there would be you in my Buddhism, no, there are people like you with deep roots in wisdom and deep Zen skills, it is really my Shaolin luck, Buddhism's luck."

"Come in quickly, I'll go and report to the abbot."

The two monks regarded Su Chen as a guest, even a master-level figure, because they felt that Su Chen's words were Zen, and compared to those of them who had been in the field for thirty years, they had to understand the supreme truth of the Buddha and would become a grandmaster in the future.

"That's not necessary, I'm here to see my junior brother's wisdom ruler this time."

Su Chen said calmly, he guessed that the status of the Zhi Ruler in the Shaolin Temple should not be low, especially that guy who could stay in the Shaolin Temple for so many years, and the backer behind him must be a thief, so Su Chen reported the name of the Zhi Ruler.

"You are the senior brother of Uncle Zhiqi?"

The middle-aged monk looked at Su Chen in surprise, his face full of doubts.

"Amitabha, monks don't speak, yes."

"Then we have to call you Uncle Shi."

"It's okay, I'm a close disciple of the master, and it's normal for you not to know."

Su Chen pretended to be deep and began to swagger and deceive in Shaolin Temple.

[Author's digression]: The first update!