Since then, Master Bodhidharma has started to face the wall for nine years, while Xiao Yu has started nine years of practice outside.

The first one to scratch them was not the evil demon outsider, it was the owner of this room, Zen Master Huiwu, who was the host of Shaolin Temple.

He had just returned from the capital; when he met the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the emperor told him that a monk from outside the country came to the Northern Wei Dynasty, hoping that the temples from all over the country would pay attention: the news came from the Southern Dynasty that this demon monk was a native of Tianzhu and had the Dharma name, and hoped that the temples in the north would not be taken in.

Huiwu listened, and didn't care, he knew that the national teacher Moro Sanzang has always been flying and domineering, thinking that Buddhism is authentic, and has never excluded dissidents, trying to control Buddhism in the Northern Wei Dynasty; therefore, after listening to the edict of the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Huiwu smiled slightly, he knew that this was a trick of Moro Sanzang, and the purpose was nothing more than to continue to let him control Buddhism, and Buddhism in the Northern Wei Dynasty was completely included in his pocket.

When Huiwu rushed back to Shaolin, the two little monks reported that a foreign monk, like a native of Tianzhu, had gone to the mid-mountain to practice, and that there was a man and a woman with them, both of whom were young, the man was dashing and the woman was beautiful.

Hui Wu listened, at first he didn't care, he knew that some Buddhists have always liked Qing Xiu, looking for famous mountains to practice, it is estimated that this foreign monk is no exception, but I heard that there is a man and a woman, he began to care, is it: is the legendary Dharma monk? He ran to the Shaolin Temple? That man and a woman, is it his believer?

So, he climbed up halfway up and tried to ask for an understanding, but unexpectedly, what he encountered was a dream, and he opened his mouth and asked: "Are you the descendant of the Dharma monk?

"No, I'm just my master's protector, my master and Master Bodhidharma are participating in meditation and practicing on it, and everyone can't wait to scratch it!"

"What? Your master, Bodhidharma, or is there someone else?" asked Hui Wu even more attentively.

"No, of course my master has someone else!You'd better not ask, and besides, the monks in your temple had better not come here from now on, so as not to disturb my master's and Master Bodhidharma's penance!" Mengjing's tone became tougher and tougher.

"You!Shaolin Temple is the place of cultivation for us, how dare the female benefactor be so noisy?"

"Haha, that's really sorry for you, the great monk, since my master has taken a fancy to it, then this land must belong to us! Great monk, you'd better take care of it, you can't take care of it, monks, why bother with these mundane things? It's only nine years, during which our well water doesn't interfere with the river water, and no one scratches anyone!" Mengjing was even more resolute.

"Then, do you need help from my temple? For example, food and drinking water, if you need it, I will ask the little apprentice to bring it to you every day!" Huiwu said that after all, he had Buddhist cultivation, and after a while, he had recovered his nature and began to think about them.

Anyway, they won't go to "poison the world", just Qing Xiu, it doesn't seem to go against the emperor's will, what's wrong with him!

"No need, I am in charge of all my master's diet, you don't have to worry about Master Bodhidharma, don't worry, we won't cause trouble, but you must not mess with us!"

"Okay, the so-called heaven and earth all things have spirituality, perhaps, this place is related to you, you have any requirements, poor monks and apprentices should serve themselves!"

After the polite words, he went down the mountain, but immediately reported the matter to the great master Moro Sanzang, and said the other party's request; although he did not take it for granted, but he did not want to take it as an enemy, since the other party's words were disrespectful, he was happy to move the troubled waters, anyway, Moro Sanzang must be in charge of the affairs of Bodhidharma, and he was happy to be idle; he killed two birds with one stone, sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, a good show, why not?

Sure enough, three days later, Moro Sanzang arrived, saw Huiwu, asked about the situation, and went straight to the Dharma Cave in the back mountain, and what he encountered was still a dream mirror.

"Little girl, you'd better get out of the way, I'm only looking for the Dharma Demon Monk, and we don't want to cause trouble!" As soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Rome made his intentions clear, he really didn't want to make more strong enemies, he faintly felt that the other party was not easy to mess with.

"Oh, how did Master Bodhidharma become a demon monk? Moro, you really know how to talk about it!" Mengjing said, calling him by his first name.

"You! What do you little doll know about Buddhism? I'm a national teacher, I'm interesting, hurry up and get out of the way!" Moro got angry.

"Haha, national teacher, what national teacher, my master is cultivating on it, and no one is allowed to go up the mountain within nine years!" Mengjing said categorically, his tone non-negotiable.

"Who are you? With such a big tone, little girl, who is the teacher?

"Hehe, you'd better not ask, if you ask, you'll only be more annoyed, but it's okay to tell you, you listen: the Central Plains Tibetan Immortal Mansion, Nugu is the Supreme! You go!" Mengjing said indifferently.

"Central Plains Tibetan Immortal Mansion, Nugu is the Supreme!" Mo Luo didn't understand at first, thinking that she was talking nonsense, deliberately scaring him with words, he read it several times, and then suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his face changed drastically, and said: "Nugu? Are you the legendary ......?"

"It's best to know, don't tell anyone else! You're just a Buddhist, and you're not qualified to take care of our affairs, you'd better leave immediately, lest this girl get angry! We don't want to see you, if you interfere with my master's practice, beware of this girl pulling your skin and picking your tendons!" After speaking, Mengjing left without looking at him.

Moro had no choice but to go down the mountain, and met Huiwu on the way; Huiwu asked, he had to look at him left and right: "Forget it, since the people above have taken a fancy to your place, you can wait patiently, nine years only, Bodhidharma's affairs, forget it, since he only practices here, he will not disturb the world and my Dharma; Moreover, it is the most sacred immortal mansion, which no one can offend, even the Buddha has to give three points, not to mention that he is a Buddhist?

Listening to Moro's words, Huiwu was naturally strange, but he also knew that this matter was not trivial, and he didn't dare to go up the mountain to scratch the Qing cultivation of the two, so he had to order the two apprentices to listen to the orders on the mountain at any time.

After Xiao Yu settled, he didn't care about everything around him, Dharma was different, although he was destined, the things around him were still in the bottom of his eyes, listening to the dialogue between Dream Mirror and Moro, he was even more strange, although he knew that these two people were by no means ordinary husbands and women, but what "the Central Plains Immortals, the Valley is the Supreme" He also heard it for the first time, and he was even more interested in the two; but at this moment he was facing the wall, so he had to put aside his doubts and continue to cultivate.

And he didn't expect that his wall would become a legend through the ages and become an emulated appearance for the world!

Retracting his mind, Bodhidharma began to ponder the legend of Shakyamuni, and also reviewed the various supernatural powers handed down in the past, gradually, he entered the four meditations and eight concentrations, and worked hard to practice various Buddhist mana and supernatural powers; his mind slowly became in harmony with all things in the universe, and he began to create his own supernatural powers.

What made him strange was that whenever he made some progress, Xiao Yu outside the cave immediately had a sense, and then, Xiao Yu would change with his supernatural powers, and the realm that changed out made him even more breathtaking;

Xiao Yu is different, he is more relaxed, he regards Bodhidharma as a master, there is no pressure, only with the attitude of learning from it, at any time to sense his supernatural powers, whenever Bodhidharma benefits, he will be transformed by time, according to his own occurrence to make induction, and then further sublimation; he feels that Bodhidharma Master is the best mentor and friend, at this time silent is better than sound, the two support each other, keep rising, and rise into another realm.

They are not so much cultivating Buddhas as they are fellow practitioners of immortals and Buddhas, and the two have different paths to the same end.

Bodhidharma was the first to practice is the Buddhist's thousand hands such as the palm, this palm seems to be ordinary on the surface, but it is really a thousand changes, there are not many tricks, only ten moves, changes, but more than thousands.

He only practiced in his heart, and did not make a move, but passed it to Xiao Yu with the secret of sound transmission, and Xiao Yu danced at will outside the cave, constantly rehearsing, the palm wind rose, the air flow was rushing, not only the trees were flying, but even the mountains and rivers were moved.

Suddenly, it alarmed Huiwu and his little novice, and they had to go up the back mountain to see what was going on, but they were blocked by the dream mirror.

In desperation, Huiwu had to beg bitterly: "Female donor, this flying sand and rocks, even Shaomu Mountain is moved, but why?"

"Hehe, that's my master practicing Master Bodhidharma's thousand-handed palm, what's the matter? Zen master also wants to learn? Then you have to worship my master as a teacher, or, simply be the successor of Master Bodhidharma; haha, this is your great opportunity, the great monk had better not miss it; remember, Master Bodhidharma will be the originator of your Shaolin Gong, he will also be a figure that has been passed down through the ages, this is the great opportunity of your Shaolin Temple, Shaolin will be famous all over the world because of Bodhidharma, and become a legend through the ages! Great monk, the blessing of your Shaolin Temple has arrived!" Dream Mirror reminded him.

"Ahh

The dream mirror immediately transmitted, Bodhidharma said that only need to provide water, gruel, so far, Huiwu began to get acquainted with Bodhidharma Patriarch, and since then, Shaolin Temple finally began to become famous, passed down through the ages.

It turned out that in the past, Shaolin's "fame" originated from those two little novices, who were not Qing Buddhists, who did not abstain from eating and drinking, and often went down the mountain.

On this day, they went down the mountain again, but instead of going to the neighboring village, they went to the capital, and they reported the situation to Moro on behalf of Huiwu. Along the way, they cheated to eat and drink, but also talked about the mystery of Shaolin Temple, and when it came to the cave of the back mountain, they added oil and vinegar, and exaggerated it, eager to gather people's eyes;

It didn't take long for people to know that Shaolin Temple came to a great monk of Tianzhu, I heard that the cultivation is very high, and there is a man and a woman accompanying him, like the apprentice of Bodhidharma Patriarch;

Three years have passed, Shaolin Temple is really famous, but also a big change; although Huiwu is a great monk, but also understand human accidents, and even have business acumen, he seized the opportunity, lured merchants to pay money, three years of hard work, on the construction of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, as well as several side halls, and dozens of monks' rooms.

His actions are also amazed when he sees the dream mirror, but he also has to admire Huiwu's ability.

One day, Huiwu personally went up the mountain again, and sent the porridge and rice of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and when he saw it in the dream mirror, he teased him and said: "Great monk, you are really out of breath, Shaolin Temple has been made magnificent by you, like a palace, but unfortunately, a belly is cheesy!"

Huiwu was embarrassed, so he had to touch his head: "Female donor, didn't you say that Shaolin Temple should be famous all over the world? It's always good to make it look good; besides, I don't steal or rob, it's all people who consciously and voluntarily donate to repair, and Patriarch Bodhidharma will like it when he sees it!"

"The Buddha is in the heart, where is it in those fancy worlds? You great monk, the Buddha is too shallow, too tacky, remember, read some Buddhism, grow some knowledge, improve some Buddhist cultivation, don't be like a small trader; Bodhidharma Patriarch doesn't like you, remember!" Mengjing taught him, in fact, this is exactly what Bodhidharma Patriarch meant, through her mouth to say.

"Is this what the female benefactor meant, or is it the meaning of the Bodhidharma Patriarch?"

"Of course, it is the meaning of Patriarch Bodhidharma, you great monk, you are too cheesy, your little novices are also cheesy, misconduct, you have to take care of it, Buddhism and the public must have rules and precepts, do things according to the rules, how can you become a square circle without rules? Take good care of your apprentices, otherwise, the master may not accept you as an apprentice!"

"Yes, yes, the little monk must act according to the teachings of the female benefactor! He must reform himself, reform himself, rectify the Shaolin Temple, and welcome the Bodhidharma Patriarch!"

"That's right, remember, the Buddha is in the heart, not in decoration, Shaolin Temple should be sacred**, don't look like the palace, who will show it to you?

"Yes, yes, the little monk remembers, remembers, the female benefactor can rest assured, the Shaolin Temple will change tomorrow! By the way, how long will it take for Patriarch Bodhidharma to get out of the customs? It has been three years since he faced the wall!"

"It's early, wait patiently, there are still six years!" Mengjing said.

"Ah, there's still six years, why is it so long? Nine years is incredible!"

In his eyes, all this is impossible, but he encountered, it seems that this female benefactor is not nonsense, Shaolin Temple must be passed down through the ages, and he, the successor of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, must also be famous through the ages.

It's a pity that he thought wrong, although he is a disciple of Patriarch Bodhidharma, but the successor of Patriarch Bodhidharma is not him, his wisdom root is not enough, too cheesy.

Huiwu became more knowledgeable: when he returned to the temple, he immediately began to manage the monks, but because he was lazy, the precepts were still equal to nothing, and those bad habits still existed.

When the dream mirror saw it, he had to sigh secretly, and he said it, but this wisdom is indeed limited, it seems that Bodhidharma has to find another successor, otherwise, how can Shaolin Temple be famous through the ages?

Another three years have passed, Bodhidharma has created a few sets of supernatural powers, still dictated, Xiao Yu practiced, at the same time, Xiao Yu also continued to improve his own creativity, in the practice of a thousand hands such as the palm, Luohan boxing, Bodhi palm and other martial arts, he also randomly changed, turned out of his own palm, boxing, he likes to be free, like Zhuangzi's leisurely travel, actually created a free boxing, and later, and turned into a whirling cloud palm;

Shaolin's secular atmosphere is not over, more and more people come to worship the mountain, many people worship the Buddha and incense, and hear that the Bodhidharma Patriarch is in retreat on the wall, so they go back;

On this day, Mengjing was meditating, suddenly, restless, it turned out that a few people who were trying to break into the back mountain came, only to see a few men running towards the back mountain with swords and swords, and their mouths were not clean.

"Stop, you go forward, I'm going to make a move, go back!" Mengjing said.

"Yo, there is a big beauty hidden in this Shaolin Temple, my good girl, quite beautiful! Little girl, why don't you go to the Black Tiger Village with us? Our big boss's favorite beauty, go and be his tenth little lady!"

"Neurotic, get away, this is a forbidden place, except for Huiwu, even the monks in the temple can't go up the mountain, get out!" Mengjing immediately scolded.

With a wave of his hand, the man rolled a few times and rolled down the mountain, and when the rest of the bandits saw it, they were so frightened that their faces turned like dirt, and they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Grandma spare your life!

They thought that Dream Mirror had killed the leader of the small leader.

"Get out, come up the hill again, be careful of this girl cutting off your heads!" Mengjing scolded again.

The men were so frightened that they really rolled down the hill, and they didn't even care about the accomplice, and the little leader woke up after a while, and rolled down the hill in fright.

It seems that you have to find a few little monks to guard the back mountain and teach them a few tricks of Arhat boxing, otherwise, it will be boring to always shoot by yourself, Mengjing thought secretly.

On this day, Huiwu came up again, and Mengjing said: "Great monk, you pick a few clever little monks, pass them a few Arhat fists to them, and let them guard at the entrance of the back mountain, lest the laity scratch the master and my master's Qing Xiu!"

"Luohan Boxing, what Luohan Boxing? I won't?" Huiwu was surprised.

"Cut, Luohan boxing is the most basic boxing method in your Shaolin Temple, however, this is a new creation of Master Bodhidharma, boxing for you; remember, learn smartly, don't look for those stupid; however, it doesn't matter if you practice stupidly, I hope a few can learn it!" Mengjing said.

"Okay, well, the little monk must find a few little monks to practice and guard the back mountain, but can all the monks learn it, so that the monks can understand martial arts?" said Huiwu.

Anyway, you are the host of Shaolin Temple, and you make your own decisions, but the young ** learning cannot be spread outside, outsiders must learn from the teacher to learn, you are the eldest disciple of the Bodhidharma Patriarch!" Mengjing began to arrange, and actually accepted Huiwu as the big disciple of Bodhidharma.

Huiwu was suddenly overjoyed, his face blossomed, and he said with a smile: "Thank you, female donor, I am serious, I am a big disciple, I am a big disciple, I am a big disciple!"

Suddenly, he was so happy that he screamed several times and ran down the mountain.

Since then, Shaolin Temple began to practice martial arts, the first thing the monks practiced, is Luohan boxing, the tricks are simple, but they can really practice well, but there are not many, and only those who are outstanding can practice higher and deeper martial arts.

At this time, it was the final stage of Bodhidharma's face wall, and his practice was about to be completed, and he combined Tianzhu's various different techniques, especially the internal strength and heart method, with the human body structure, to create the martial arts "Yijin Sutra" that shook the ancient and the present;

Xiao Yu then studied hard, with immortal qi to practice the "Yi Jin Sutra", or its characteristics are infinite, or the fairy is amazing, unexpectedly, in just a few months, he has mastered the essence of the "Yi Jin Sutra", he is even more admired by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, "Yi Jin Sutra" is indeed broad spirit, based on the human body, and the universe is connected, can achieve the integration of all things.

On this day, the Bodhidharma Patriarch finally came out of the customs, and as soon as he came out, he laughed a few times before he said: "I see, I have finally comprehended the supernatural powers of the Buddha;

"Where, where, the master is too polite, does the master want to go down the mountain to the Shaolin Temple?" Xiao Yu asked him.

"No, as the lady of the dream mirror said, it's too cheesy there, I'll live here, but it's not on the wall of the cave, let Huiwu build a small house another day and stay here, how many days will the little brother stay here?" Bodhidharma asked.

"Whatever, but I still have to learn from the master for a while!" Xiao Yu said.

"Master, I don't think that wisdom is very bright, I can't pass on your Dharma and martial arts, you have to find another successor!" Mengjing said.

"The female donor is right, but this matter will be bothersome to the two donors, please don't shirk!" said Bodhidharma.

"It's up to us?" no, Master, you're too relieved of us!" Xiao Yu was taken aback.

"Haha, you can do it, I believe in your vision, the people you choose, I will definitely be satisfied. It's decided, I won't worry about this matter, won't the female benefactor take in apprentices for me?" said Bodhidharma.

Now, there's a new task! Xiao Yu agreed!