Chapter 2: The Disciples of the Sects
Smiling proud of the world, Dengfeng Songshan Wuru Peak, Shaolin Temple Mountain Gate.
In July, when the sun is shining, the hot air penetrates everywhere and penetrates into the seams of clothes, making people feel extremely hot.
Fang Xuyun stood in a green shade, looking at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple a hundred steps away.
The gate is supported by four large white stone pillars carved with Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and some Sanskrit Zen words.
There are three big characters carved in the middle "Shaolin Temple", and the font of ginseng gold is particularly distinct under the scorching sun.
is worthy of being the leading boss of the rivers and lakes, stylish enough and classy enough.
Fang Xuyun took out a kettle from the yellow package, took a sip of water, wiped the sweat on his head with his right hand, and looked at the surrounding people.
Dozens of people dressed in ancient costumes are looking at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple with faint expectation.
There are whites, blacks, and yellows. They're talking about something.
"The world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, and you can finally learn the 'kung fu' of ancient China."
"My favorite is 'Bruce Lee.'"
"There are also Ye Man, Huo Yuanjia, and Chen Zhen."
A person interjected: "You have come to the dislocation surface, this is the world of 'smiling proud rivers and lakes', and the most awesome thing is that the East is undefeated, the wind is clear, and let it go." ”
"Cut, who doesn't know, think we haven't watched the 'Smiling Proud Jianghu' TV series."
"Those bosses, we can't attack them now."
"yes, yes."
"The undefeated 'embroidery needle' in the East, the 'Dugu Nine Swords' with a clear wind, and the 'Star Absorbing Dafa' that I can do."
"I heard that Shaolin Temple's 'Yijin Sutra', 'Washing the Marrow Sutra' is the most awesome, and it is also the best foundation building method.
"Bodhidharma is an 'immortal' existence."
"Are you daydreaming, the 'Yijin Sutra' and the 'Washing the Marrow Sutra' are unique in the temple, and they haven't reached a certain level of loyalty and contribution, don't even think about it."
"Shaolin's 'seventy-two stunts' is a bit possible."
……
Fang Xuyun shook his head, "The main god space is crazy, the rhythm of this national reincarnation is really painful, all the people are prophets of the plot world, and they have no advantage at all." If there are a few more strange things, and send a martial arts novel of 'Smiling Proud Jianghu' to the plot characters, it will be even more fucking interesting, I hope there will not be such a strange thing. ”
At this time, at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, two monks slowly walked out.
The reincarnators swarmed up and fell to the ground with a bang.
"I have seen through the red dust, I hope the master can accept me into the mountain gate, I wish the green lantern ancient Buddha, spend the rest of my life."
One of the middle-aged monks said: "Donors, please hurry up, the little monk can't afford it." ”
"We admire the name of Shaolin, and we don't want to go thousands of miles, from the extreme west, on a pilgrimage, begging the master to accept our Buddha's followers."
Another little monk: "Amitabha, please get up quickly, the poor monk immediately told the abbot about your demands, please wait for a while." ”
The reincarnators fell to the ground: "Thank you, Master." ”
……
Fang Xuyun pursed his mouth, tidied up the robe on his body, wiped the bald head on his head with his right hand, and wiped the sweat from his face with his left hand. calmed down his inner emotions and walked towards the middle-aged monk.
"The poor monk Xuyun, is a wandering monk, passing through the Guibao Temple today, hoping to place an order in your temple for a few days, begging the master to inform the host or abbot."
The middle-aged monk: "Amitabha, the little monk 'don't ask', this will pass on to the abbot for you, and ask this master to stay for a while." ”
……
"Is this a real monk or a fake monk."
"How do I feel that this monk is fake."
"More things are better than less things, even if it's fake, let's not talk too much, it's better to have more friends than one more enemy."
……
Fang Xuyun took out a string of brown Buddhist beads, closed his eyes, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures, looking like a master from a distance.
It didn't take long.
Two monks led a white-bearded old monk to arrive.
The old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk 'Juexin' donors, if you want to worship the Shaolin Temple, please follow this nephew of mine to the 'Tianwang Palace' for the temple entrance assessment." ”
A group of reincarnators: "Assessment, what assessment?" ”
Juexin explained: "The Shaolin Temple recruits disciples, and there are literary monks and warrior monks, both of which have a minimum standard, that is, a basic understanding of Buddhist culture. ”
A white reincarnation person asked, "Can the master tell me about the assessment?" ”
Juexin smiled slightly: "The donor will know when he enters the temple." ”
"Don't ask" The little monk led a group of reincarnators towards the "Heavenly King Palace".
At this time, Juexin looked towards Fang Xuyun and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk 'Juexin', is responsible for some daily affairs of Shaolin Temple, dare to ask where the master is practicing?" ”
Fang Xuyun opened his eyes and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the little monk has been practicing in the 'Nanshu Temple' since he was a child, and it has been twenty-five years now. ”
"Nanshu Temple?"
"The small temple is nameless, but it is also the words of the Buddha."
Juexin: "The little monk is in love, master, please come with me." ”
……
Huashan faction, thinking over the cliff.
Lin Bing stared at the old man in front of him, "The wind is clear. ”
Feng Qingyang was slightly stunned: "I didn't expect that there are still people on the rivers and lakes who remember the old man." ”
"I don't know what your intentions are to come to Huashan Sect."
Lin Bing: "Dugu Nine Swords." ”
"That day, I listened to Your Excellency's sword discussion on Yuntai Peak, and I knew Your Excellency's intention."
"'Dugu Nine Swords' is the mastery of Dugu's predecessors, and I can't pass it on to an unknown person."
Lin Bing smiled coldly, but he didn't pass it on to the non-Huashan disciples.
"Then today, I'll ask the wind seniors for a lesson or two."