Shaomu Mountain belongs to the Songshan mountain system, the mountain is steep and precipitous, there are 36 peaks, the peaks are clustered and undulating, such as the banner surrounding, the clouds and mist between the mountains are misty, the peaks and peaks are stacked, just like a fairyland.

There are three martial arts sects in the mountain, namely the Zhongyue faction located in Dongshan, the Fawang Temple located in Nanshan, and the Shaolin Temple located on the central main peak Yuzhai Mountain.

Zhongyue faction is a Taoist temple, located in the Dongshan Pass, the geographical position is superior, the head of the mysterious real person is also a small famous Taoist in the Central Plains, occupies the right time and place, recruits many disciples, and has many industries, which is the first major faction in Songshan.

The Fawang Temple at the Nanshan is not bad, occupying the entrance of the Nanshan, and the head of the Likong Dharma King's martial arts is also so-so, and there are dozens of disciples of all sizes in the temple.

On the contrary, the Shaolin Temple, which occupies the central main peak of Yuzhai Mountain, is the worst, and a big monk in the mountain has three apprentices.

The central main peak sounds good, but the mountains are high and dense, and no one who learns martial arts is willing to drill into the mountain.

And in the past few days, the Shaolin Temple is holding a funeral, and it seems that the abbot Master Xuanming has passed away.

There weren't a few people in the first place, but now there are even fewer.

The abbot of Shaolin Xuanming is also the first abbot of Shaolin Temple, speaking of which Shaolin has not been established for a few years, and the rivers and lakes have never heard of this sect.

Therefore, no one came to mourn the abbot, only his three apprentices buried the abbot.

After burying Xuan Ming, the eldest disciple put forward his own idea.

Before the abbot died, he passed the position of the abbot to his second disciple Yijie, and did not pass it on to the eldest disciple Yikong, which made Yikong, who was the senior brother, very dissatisfied, and because of the authority of the old monk Xuanming, it was not good to attack, and now the old monk is also dead, and there are only three brothers left.

"Senior Brother Yijie, you see that now that the master has also gone, there are only three of us left, isn't it time to discuss the matter?"

A long dry and thin, martial arts are sparse, but he claims to be profound, and he has won the true biography of the old monk, and he thinks he is the best candidate for the second Shaolin abbot.

Yijie looked at the senior brother who was about to seize power, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Yijie's real name is Huo Yuanzhen, not a person from this world, but a post-80s college graduate from the earth, when he was in school, he was deeply loved by the girls in the school, and after graduation, he was soaked in the best beauty, and he was about to achieve a positive result, and went to Wushan together, ended his career as a young man for many years, and completed the qualitative transformation, but he didn't expect to suddenly cross into such a world, and became the future abbot of Shaolin Temple.

Huo Yuanzhen's first thought was to run, cheat dad!

It's not good to dress as a person, but I prefer to die and become a monk!

This one ring is the confidant of the old monk Xuanming, and he has been cultivated as a successor.

The old monk Xuanming has three apprentices, the eldest apprentice is empty, the second apprentice is a precept, and the third apprentice is pure, all of them are one generation, and the old monk also has a meaning for them to give them names.

Empty, empty, the old monk's original intention was that you don't have to care about anything, and practicing the Dharma well is your business.

The third apprentice Yijing is a martial arts idiot, he has no interest in anything other than martial arts, and his heart is pure and spotless.

Only this one precept has to pay attention to, there are many precepts of Buddhism, although Buddhism in this world is not popular, but the old monk Xuanming as the founder of Shaolin Temple, is still very good at studying Buddhism, and knows that he has to quit a lot of things, but he likes his second disciple and one precept, named one precept, the original meaning is that you only need to quit one thing, and the rest are so-so.

But this ring is going to kill Huo Yuanzhen.

Quit color!

In order to cultivate a precept, the old monk has let a precept learn Tongzigong since he was a child, but a precept is playful, this Tongzigong is also a so-so practice, ten years have just had a sense of qi, and there are still 108,000 miles away from Xiaocheng.

Moreover, Tong Zigong is an internal skill, and there is no research on the external martial arts, and the actual combat effectiveness is not as good as his senior brother, let alone the martial idiot junior brother.

Huo Yuanzhen failed to break the boy's body in his previous life as a school grass, and he crossed through this life, so he originally planned to indulge it, but he practiced this damn boy's skill, and now it's all fucking over.

To learn children's skills, you can't get close to women before Dacheng, otherwise the hard work of more than ten years will be in vain.

And Huo Yuanzhen crossed over to this Yijie who looked exactly like himself, with a tall figure, looking good-looking, and a few years younger, and at the same time inheriting the other party's childlike skills.

Although this guy's children's skills are practiced well, he is still 108,000 miles away from Dacheng, and he doesn't know when he will come out.

Inheriting the memory of the first ring, Huo Yuanzhen still remembers that when the first ring was a child, the old monk Xuanming said bitterly to the first ring: "One ring, for the teacher to let you quit sex, just to let you learn Tongzigong, this is for your good, you don't always think about the shepherdessman under the mountain."

At the age of five, the young Yijie was determined to marry the shepherd girl under the mountain, and the shepherdesss was only three years old at that time, and she was taken by Yijie.

The child doesn't know what love is, but he knows that the little girl is very cute, and he showed the signs of a pervert when he was a child, and the old monk came up with such a bad trick.

The old monk taught to the first precept: "One precept, all the words spoken by the teacher are golden and jade good words, golden rules, all from the bottom of the heart, once you practice this child's skill, it is King Kong is not bad, the golden bell protects the body, the golden gun does not fall, uh, gold does not change the good kung fu, what else do you hesitate?".

"Can you get married, can you marry a daughter-in-law?"

"Yes, as long as you practice, let alone marrying one, it's not a problem to marry a hundred."

The old monk's tone was firm and his words were conclusive.

Looking at the white beard, the master who looked like a monk believed in the precepts, and since then he has practiced this boy's skill.

It would be good if Yijie had been cultivating all the time, but the old monk passed away, Yijie was heartbroken, and he fainted, and even on the verge of dying, just at this time, Huo Yuanzhen, an unlucky bastard, came over and saved Yijie, but changed this body for a soul.

After Huo Yuanzhen came, his first thought was to escape.

This world is obviously not any world that I know, but I feel that the folk customs are similar to those of ancient China, there are imperial courts, rivers and lakes, literati and scholars chant poems and paintings, heroes and heroes compete for power, and they are post-80s college students, knowledgeable, where can they not mix up a famous hall, why do you want to drink the northwest wind on this Shaolin Mountain.

is also vulgar to be his own carefree guest, three wives and four concubines are ideals.

But just as he was about to run, the problem arose.

He became the future abbot of Shaolin, and there was an extra abbot system on his body.

The system requires Huo Yuan to really not be easy to return to the vulgar, if you want to return to the vulgar, you need to meet several conditions, the first is that Tong Zigong has cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

The second is that Shaolin Temple has become the first major faction in martial arts.

Third, Huo Yuanzhen needs to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, and after serving a full term of the leader of the martial arts alliance, he can return to the vulgar.

If one of these three conditions is not met, the vulgar will immediately suffer a death.

Huo Yuanzhen was sweating profusely after reading the system requirements, and the hatred in his heart was hard to wash away.

But I wore it all, no matter how much I hated, in order not to suffer a horizontal death, this Shaolin abbot had to continue to do it.

Fortunately, the system has a lot of rewards, and you can get a lot of benefits through the system, when Huo Yuanzhen finally made up his mind to be the abbot, the senior brother in front of him stood up, and seemed to have some ideas about the position of the abbot.

Huo Yuanzhen looked at his cheap senior brother and sneered: "Senior brother, what do you think is the right thing right now?"

Yikong coughed, cleared his throat, and first glanced at Yijing next to him, but the third junior brother didn't look at the two of them at all, he was gesturing there, as if he was studying some kind of boxing technique.

This is a martial arts idiot, who is not interested in anything other than martial arts, and he doesn't bother to take care of him, so he still has to deal with it.

"Second junior brother, it's like this, you see that the master and his old man have gone, and now there are three of us brothers in Shaolin Temple, should we choose an abbot first, after all, it is not possible for a sect to have no leader."

"Master has already appointed me as the abbot, do you still need to choose?"

Yikong smiled and waved his hand: "Master has already gone, the situation is different, now it is still the most important thing for the three of our senior brothers, junior brother, do you want to be the abbot?"

Yijing shook his head and did not speak.

Huo Yuan really wanted to reprimand him, but he didn't do it, the senior brother was determined to seize power, and it was useless to take the dead master out to say that it was useless, and his junior brother probably wouldn't be involved in this matter, so he still had to rely on himself.

If it was the original Yijie, there is really no way to seize power for the senior brother now, but I don't know that the junior brother in front of me is no longer the junior brother at the beginning.

Huo Yuanzhen stood up, stretched out his hand and dusted the dust on the monk's robe, to say that this earthy yellow monk's robe is really ugly, when the Shaolin Temple is stable, Huo Yuanzhen must reform, at least this monk's robe must be changed.

I twisted the rosary on my neck twice with my hand, this is the abbot's token left by the old monk Xuanming, and now it is hanging on my neck, and I still want to seize power when I am empty, which is really daring.

"Senior brother, do you know what this is?".

Ichikong's face changed a few times, after all, his face was not very thick, and he couldn't help but blush: "Abbot token."

"Fortunately, it hasn't reached the level of reversing black and white, and I know that this is an abbot's token."

In Yikong's memory, Yijie is not good at words, and he can't hold his face for the ridicule of Yijie at the moment, but he still stiffly said: "You are not suitable to be an abbot, your Buddhism is not as proficient as mine."

"You think you're proficient in Buddhism, right, then let me ask you, who is the Buddha's father?"

Yikong really hadn't studied who the Buddha's father was, and he was stopped by Huo Yuanzhen, scratching his bald head for a long time before he said: "The Buddha doesn't have a father."

"Wrong, the Buddha is Indian、、、 no, he is a native of Tianzhu, the son of the King of Tianzhu Pure Rice, and his father is the King of Pure Rice, don't you know this?"

I froze in the air, as if there was really such a thing, why didn't I remember it just now.

"This doesn't count, you ask another one", Ichikong was still unconvinced.

Huo Yuanzhen pursed his lips disdainfully, "Okay, let me ask you, who is the Buddha?"

After thinking for a long time, he said: "The wife of the King of Pure Rice."

"Wrong!".

"What's wrong?".

"Do you still need to ask? Let me ask you, is the Buddha a mortal?"

"Certainly not mortal".

"That's right, when the Buddha was the son of the King of Pure Rice, he did not become a Buddha at all, he was a mortal at that time, the wife of the King of Pure Rice, but his mother when he was a mortal, not the mother of the Buddha, after he became the Buddha, there was no mother."

"Oh, that's the case", Yikong was a little dizzy from being surrounded by Huo Yuanzhen, and was taught another lesson.

"Then let me ask you again, who is the Buddha and his mother?".

Empty and stunned, is there a difference between a mother and a mother?

But the question still has to be answered, after two lessons, Ichikong is a lot more cautious, and cautiously said: "There is no mother."

"Wrong!".

"Why is it wrong again? Just now you said that there is no mother."

"There is no mother, but there is a mother, the Buddha was swallowed by the peacock into the stomach, broke the peacock's body out, and later took the peacock to Lingshan and respected as the Buddha's mother, don't you know about this?".

Yikong slapped his thigh in frustration, how could he forget this stubble, he blamed Yijie for asking questions randomly, and he was confused in his thinking.

"Look at you, the Buddha and his father don't know, the mother doesn't know, and the mother doesn't know, so what do you know?

Ichiku shook his head in confusion.

"Dapeng, Peacock's brother."

Empty and stunned.

"Look, look, I don't know, what else do you know? Let me ask you again, do you think in the eyes of the Buddha, am I more suitable to be an abbot or are you more suitable?"

"It should be you、、、 it should be."

Lost all faith.

"Wrong, let me tell you, in the eyes of the Buddha, all beings are equal, we are all the same, only we ourselves will think who is more suitable, junior brother, who do you say is more suitable between me and senior brother?".

Yijing looked at Yijie who was talking eloquently, and then looked at Yijie who was stunned, and thought for a while: "Second Senior Brother, I think you are more suitable."