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The winter of 1911 was a hot winter.

Although the wind and snow in the north are surprisingly heavy this year, people who walk in the cities and even the fields in towns and villages every day have an indescribable strangeness and relief in their hearts......

"It's really going to change!"

The regent Zaifeng, who controlled the rivers and mountains of the Qing Dynasty, suddenly announced the dissolution of the cabinet composed of Manchurian nobles and the reorganization of the Han nationality in the organization of Yuan Shikai, who had just been appointed as the Qincha......

The most incredible thing for the common people is that the country, which was once said to be iron-clad, almost collapsed in October because of a Wuhan uprising......

In addition to the northern regions where the Beiyang Army was stationed in Beijing and Shandong, it is said that even Guizhou, Shanghai, Zhejiang, Jiangsu, Anhui, Guangxi, Guangdong, Fujian and even Shanxi have become independent.

Whether you are independent or not may not have much to do with these people, but if you see those officials in the future, you don't need to bow down and call yourself a slave, as long as you are a man, you will feel relieved when you think about it......

"There is no court that cannot be overturned, and there is no official who cannot be defeated!"

"Listen to those old men of the revolutionary party, from now on, what kind of democracy, rule of law, and human rights will the new imperial court advocate!"

Under a big willow tree next to the White Horse Temple in Luoyang, two monks in a hurry frowned slightly, listening to the discussions of passers-by and passers-by.

Although these people still salute according to etiquette when they see the two monks, no matter how the two monks look at it, they feel that between the eyebrows of these people, there is a different look and brilliance in a trance, as if each of them has participated in the magnificent revolution......

"Yang Meng is right, the meaning of the people is the heart of the Great Dao, this day, our Shaolin Temple can't go against it, Yuan Shikai, I'm afraid it can't either!"

Monk who speaks. It seems that his age is a little difficult to figure out, it is okay to say that he is fifty years old, or it is okay to say that he is seventy years old, but the middle-aged monk next to him, the wrinkles on his face are almost as thick and dignified as the dust on his robe, and even between the steps of walking, it looks much more staggering than the old monk......

The middle-aged monk grinned at the corner of his mouth. I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then I shook my head at the old monk and said: "Yang Meng, this person, can be said to be the unity of knowledge and action, and he has reached the state of the unity of heaven and man as mentioned by Confucianism, and Hengsha is too arrogant. Underestimate the heroes of the world! ”

"I don't blame you, it's the human heart!" The old monk patted Xueting Hengsha a little helplessly, and then raised the nine-ring tin staff that had become black, and Ang continued to walk in the direction of Shaomu Mountain.

Both of them had been punched by Yang Meng respectively, but because their reactions were different after that, the results today were naturally different.

The old monk is bitter and wonderful. Although he is in the stage of old age and qi decay, Ke Sheng has been practicing qi for many years, and his kung fu has also reached the state of returning Dan, coupled with timely meditation and repeatedly washing the wound with the internal organs to promote qi and blood, although the road has been very hard, but the injury has recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight.

On the contrary, although Xueting Hengsha is in the prime of life, he is unrivaled in practicing kung fu as a foreigner, but because he was punched by Yang Meng, he did not have time to recuperate in time. On the contrary, because he was worried about his master Miaoke, he hurried back to Hankou, but along the way, even if he used the Da Huan Dan of Shaolin Temple, the worse he went, the worse he went, and the more he walked, the shorter his blood became.

He was injured by the heart and Tanzhong acupoints, even if this Shaolin kung fu is strong, it is likely to be abandoned because of the difficulty of qi and blood.

This. Both of them knew very well in their hearts, but in addition to taking internal and external drugs, they couldn't come up with a better way to solve it.

So, they decided to go back to Shaolin.

…… I don't know how long I walked. When the sun was about to set, the old tile eaves of Shaolin Temple finally appeared in the eyes of the two, and the bells of the evening class every day began to fill the entire Songshan Mountain......

"It's finally back!"

The old monk's eyebrows were like silk, his big ears were like pendants, and his intuition in his Zen heart fluctuated.

In order to spread the Zen Taoism of Shaolin Temple, a group of 18 of them has been walking in the world for 16 years, and they don't want to come back one day after getting a glimpse of the true meaning of the void!

It is said that the Shaolin Temple is now growing in the Dharma Hall, and the apostles are scattered, but who knows how many seeds of Zen martial arts have been sown by the Shaolin people in the folk over the years?

Now that the mountains and rivers have changed dramatically, the Shaolin Temple naturally cannot be left alone......

So, Kuhai Miaoke must come back.

For the sake of Zen Taoism, but also for Shaolin boxing!

Nuoda Shaolin Temple, although now even the welcome monk is only a sweeping novice, but the mood of the master and apprentice is more difficult to calm, and when they enter the temple door to the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the bitter sea Miaoke who has nothing to say all the way actually took the initiative to walk up to the bell tower, smiled at the old monk who hit the bell, and then held the thigh-thick wood in his hand......

When, when, when......

The bell is still this bell, but the bell has undergone subtle changes, although it is difficult to feel this change in the ears of the farmers who have lived in Songshan for generations, but it can be heard in the ears of the Shaolin monks who sit in the evening class, but it is like the sound of thunder.

"Great Void Thunder!"

An old monk who had been sleeping in the Arhat Hall suddenly opened his closed eyes, turned over in the gurgling sound of the joints, and then bent over the beam like a raccoon cat and disappeared into the eighteen Arhat Hall......

Several old or middle-aged men who originally sat quietly in the meditation hall at the foot of the mountain, chanting scriptures and chanting the Dharma at the evening bell, after listening to a few bells with subtle changes, suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning and shook the spirit, and then opened the box in some vague strange screams, took out a tattered robe from the bottom of the box and put it on his body, and hurriedly ran to the Shaolin Temple on the mountain with the remnant sun......

"Someone realized the true meaning of the void and retrieved the Lei Yin Zen machine and returned to the temple!"

In just ten minutes, in the eyes of outsiders, the Shaolin Temple, which has long been empty and lonely, suddenly emerged from nowhere, a large number of monks, including bright bald head scars and messy short, and among the countryside near Songshan, there are also many men who seem to have received the signal of the ant colony, from the fields in all directions to Shaolin to the direction of the bell tower quickly gathered......

"Shaolin has never been defeated!"

Outside the bell tower, the red clouds are like blood and the sun is gilded, and looking at the strange scenery in the distance, the bitter sea Miaoke and the snow court Hengsha are two people, and they can't help but be obsessed with the two eyes, not for the hundred-year-old legend of the fairy Buddha in this rural folk, just because of the bells and drums and thunder that have been silent for a hundred years, in a short period of time, they will summon back the Buddha's sons and grandsons who have left Shaolin......

This is the belief that religion can be inherited, and it is also the heart of the people who gather sand into a tower.

Kuhai Miaoke's heart fluttered for a while, and he unconsciously combined that trace of empty true meaning with the ethereal Zen heart, and once again turned his hand to push the wood to hit the bronze bell, and after just three sounds, he once again carried out a heavy sublimation of the soul......

In order to let the royal family of the Qing court relax the monitoring and secret strangulation of the Shaolin Temple, they did not hesitate to take the initiative to cut off the true inheritance of Zen Buddhism's superior martial arts, so that one by one pious monks wept and took off their robes, and since then they have gone out of the mountain gate to retreat to the fields and forests and even marry wives and have children......

Now, the mountains and rivers have shaken the heart of heaven and changed dramatically, the iron-clad Qing court is on the verge of collapse, and the void thunder that has disappeared for nearly a hundred years has finally been able to return to Shaolin openly!

The wind and snow in the north are white and cold, but they can't freeze the fiery hearts of Shaolin people, and the cold gray forest snow can't stop the ascetics with their eyes in their eyes.

From the fields and forests, the curtain returned to the long-lost Daxiong Treasure Hall Bell and Drum Pavilion, this cramped environment and crowded crowd, suddenly these Zen monks have hidden in their hearts for a long time of emotions and sustenance, squeezed to make more clear and hot, and so they heard the bell tower still ringing from the bell to the thunder, the expression on their faces slowly became illusory in the frenzy, which was angry and happy, sad and happy, but the perception of the world over the years was not a single point vague.

A long and lonely bell made the Shaolin people who were looking forward to it change their mood, and no one shouted or even spoke from beginning to end, until Miao Miao's aftermath completely dissipated for a long time, and then the old monk in the Arhat Hall reverently pronounced a Buddha name, "Amitabha!" ”

"From today onwards, recall all Shaolin disciples to reorganize the Shaolin Warrior Monk Regiment, and join the nearby township militia to protect the Songshan villagers!"

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