"Two uncles, the disciple is empty and unfilial, and today I will break the five-hundred-year oath and include this son in my Shaolin gate wall."

After Chen Yi agreed, the old monk abbot stopped talking to him, turned around and walked to Chunzhen supporting the two extremely thin old monks, and actually lifted the monk's robe and knelt on the ground.

This is not over, saying an inexplicable word, he began to kowtow.

There was a thud of the head against the hard stone slab.

Everyone, including Chen Yi, was taken aback.

Especially Chunzhen, who was in front of him, shook his hand and almost threw the two old monks out.

He looked left and right at a loss, but they were completely unresponsive as if they were asleep.

If you listen carefully, there is really a voice

"Two uncles! Uncle Taishi! ”

Chun Zhen had already known about these two surviving uncles, and it was not surprising that he roared in their ears respectively.

"Purr"

It's okay not to roar, this action is big, and one of the old monks tilted his head directly, put his arm on Monk Chunzhen and snored

“”

Chen Yi suddenly felt that maybe he shouldn't come here

Maybe it should be possible

Go directly to the emperor and try your best to be reliable

The old monk of the abbot did not stop kowtowing as if he had not seen it.

The sound of dong dong made the bald heads present feel frightened and panicked.

They had never seen their own abbot like this.

"Wake up! Uncle Taishi! ”

Monk Chunzhen couldn't care about it, gritted his teeth, and shook the two old monks vigorously.

"Two uncles! Time to eat! ”

The two old monks trembled slightly, struggling to prop up their wrinkled eyelids.

Revealing two pairs of dry and cloudy eyes.

Both of them are extremely old, their bodies are generally thin and thin, their skin is wrinkled like old bark, and their faces are deeply marked by time, and there is no difference in appearance at all.

It's just that one is slightly shorter and the other is slightly taller.

The shorter old monk trembled and said, "Have you eaten?" How early is it? ”

The slightly taller old monk seemed to have just discovered the old monk of the abbot kowtowing under his feet, and he was also weak, and his voice was elongated: "Empty silence, what are you doing?" I said, you're also the boss, why are you still so strong? Is this iron-headed skill something you should practice at your age? ”

The empty old monk just kowtowed.

The slightly shorter one also narrowed his cloudy eyes and looked for it: "What?" Empty and naughty little monkey again? Where? Wait for the old monk to give him two whips"

Monk Chunzhen couldn't look at it, and shouted in the ears of the two: "Two uncles! ”

He roared the words of the empty old monk just now, exerting too much force, and his face turned red.

I don't know, I thought he was going to fight.

The slightly shorter old monk shook his head tremblingly: "Oh, take apprentices? That's not good, isn't this another little monkey and the old monk grab food? ”

Chen Yi: ""

A slightly higher sigh said: "Alas, the empty silence has become the abbot of the temple, so let him do it."

"Became an abbot? That's not to be scolded, right? Which little monkey just said that there was a meal to eat? Hurry up and help the old monk over! ”

Only then did the empty old monk smash his head on the ground before he raised his head and said, "Empty and unfilial!" Thank you two uncles for making it happen! ”

He turned his gaze again: "Chunzhen, help your two uncles go to dinner." ”

"Master"

Chunzhen looked at the blood red blooming on the forehead of the empty old monk, and the abbot stopped screaming.

"Go ahead."

Seeing his expression, Chunzhen swallowed his words and carried the two old monks back to the temple.

The empty old monk stood up, casually holding a head of blood, and looked around like a monk: "You all go, what to do." ”

More than a dozen bald heads looked at each other, their eyes turned back and forth between the old monk and Chen Yi, hesitated for a moment, and finally dispersed.

Outside the temple gate, only Empty Silence and Chen Yi remained.

"Master Abbot, you are"

Chen was really confused by his operation.

I'm just going to worship a teacher, if you can't do it, you don't have to make it so serious, you have to hurt yourself

The old monk said indifferently: "If you can understand the mystery, you will tell you if you don't ask, if you can't, then you don't need to ask." ”

As he spoke, he shook his robe and turned around and walked to the temple: "Come with me." ”

It's a bit of an unfathomable demeanor.

Of course, if there were not a few blood marks on the face

“”

Chen Yi had no choice but to press his doubts and follow.

Shaolin Temple is indeed a thousand-year-old temple.

When Chen walked into the temple, he could be regarded as seeing its true face.

Even if it has withered to the extreme, its essence is not a dilapidated temple gate and two mottled temple walls seen outside.

Entering the dilapidated temple gate, what you see along the way can also be said to be bleak and desolate.

There are many buildings, but they are all in disrepair and dilapidated, and there are thick cobwebs of dust and weeds everywhere.

There are no disciples living in it.

It seems that there are really only two old monks left in Shaolin now, an abbot with a white beard and white eyebrows, and twelve young bald heads.

Except for that, no one else is seen.

After the temple gate, walk up several curving ramps.

It is a majestic glazed hall, that is, the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Although this Daxiong Treasure Hall also shows the remnants of the years, it is more majestic and exaggerated than what Chen Yi has ever seen.

Not to mention anything else, just the stone steps that sit down are more than ten zhang high.

There are two rows of crimson pillars under the glazed eaves.

Each pillar is hugged by at least two or three people.

From a distance, it feels extremely small.

This grandiose style made Chen speechless.

I don't want to say anything about the giant country or anything like that.,It's clearly the same as the exaggerated style of painting in the comics.

Is there such a good property to make it so down?

Empty silence didn't take him into this magnificent hall, and went around directly.

Behind the main hall is a very large square.

In this square, it is easy to accommodate 10,000 people.

Everywhere it was paved with huge half-sized blue bricks.

It is extremely dilapidated, more than half of it is broken masonry, and there are patches of potholes.

With the hardness of bluestone, it should be impossible for the years to leave such traces.

It's like he's been badly devastated.

Walking through the square, I also saw a lot of exaggerated buildings.

It seems that from that Daxiong Treasure Hall, everything after that is this exaggerated and magnificent style of painting.

But it also has the same characteristic, broken

This ancient temple seems to have experienced a fierce battle, and most of the magnificent buildings have been destroyed.

The rest are also in tatters.

From these dilapidated buildings, you can still feel the former glory of Shaolin.

"This is my Shaolin land, the Thousand Buddha Palace."

The empty old monk pointed to the main hall in front of him.

The grandeur of this hall is no worse than the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the center.

Even more.

Because this hall is the most complete building that Chen Yi has seen along the way.

Magnificent, solemn, solemn, magnificent

From this hall, it is like really seeing the thousand-year-old temple, the epitome of the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism.

"When I was at the peak of Shaolin, everyone in the world thought that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was the holy place of our temple's inheritance, and they coveted it one by one, and I don't know how many people were overpowered, and wanted to sneak into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal the scriptures."

When the old monk talks about the old things, he seems to have memories and sighs.

Then he smiled again: "But I don't know that the real inheritance of my temple is not the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but this Thousand Buddha Palace!" ”

Chen Yi looked up at the magnificent hall and did not speak.

The empty old monk didn't intend to wait for him to speak, and went straight to the hundreds of stone steps in front of the hall.

Entering the hall, a majestic and solemn atmosphere came to the face.

The hall was empty.

There are only huge pillars hugged by several people, supporting the dome more than ten feet high.

Chen also felt that this place should be called the Thousand Pillars Palace.

However, he did see the origin of the "Thousand Buddhas".

On the walls and on the huge pillars, there are countless murals and reliefs.

Golden light, auspicious clouds, rui beasts,

Vajra, with angry teeth and eyes like a demon,

Arhats of different shapes and strange appearances,

The image of the Bodhisattva of compassion, the image of the majestic Buddha

One stroke at a time, it is very expressive to outline a land of bliss, the pure land of Buddha.

Thousand Buddhas, that is often less said.

Nothing else.

Not a piece of paper, not a piece of wood, all of it.

Inheritance?

Not at all.

Or rather

Inheritance everywhere!

The floor of this Thousand Buddha Hall is also an extremely hard boulder brick.

But there are also countless potholes and holes on it.

Footprints, fist prints, fingerprints

Stick marks, knife marks, sword marks

Chen Yi looked at these countless clear marks, as if he had seen a Shaolin senior monk tossing and turning in it, and his gestures were all mastery of divine skills.

"Don't look at it."

The voice of the empty old monk interrupted the countless figures in Chen Yi's eyes that seemed to span thousands of years of time and space, performing martial arts and preaching for him.

"The mystery that the old man wants you to comprehend is not here, if you understand it thoroughly, you will have time to comprehend these unique learnings."

The old monk smiled and continued on his way.

It didn't stop until it was under the deepest wall in the middle of the hall.

Looking back and smiling, he pointed to the mural on the wall: "Xuanji, it's here"