The spring is bright, and the West Lake in Hangzhou is full of tourists.

In a teahouse, the storyteller is foaming at the mouth of the storyteller.

The story told is the most popular one today, called Shaolin Hero Zhuan.

The protagonist of the story is the former Shaolin abbot who is also the leader of the martial arts alliance and the highly respected master of the first ring.

To say that this precept master is amazing, whether it is in the rivers and lakes, or in the Buddhist circles, or in the people, he has an extremely high prestige.

Not only are Shaolin believers all over the world, but the abbot of the First Ring himself is also a superb martial artist, and even the white-haired blood demon Ding Fuji a hundred years ago finally surrendered under the divine power of the abbot of the First Ring and died in the volcano.

The mountains on Tianshui Lake fell from the sky, and people knew that it was the masterpiece of the abbot of the First Ring, and only such strange people who could communicate with the gods and Buddhas could do such incredible miracles.

It's just a pity that the abbot of Yijie, in order to deal with Ding Buer, was finally buried in the volcanic lake with the blood demon, which became an eternal pain in the hearts of the people of the rivers and lakes.

Although the abbot of the first ring is gone, Shaolin is still there, and his prestige has not diminished at all.

Many people are grateful for the abbot's compassion for the world, and come to Shaolin to worship the Buddha thousands of miles away, and even the Tianzhu monks who are far away in Tianzhu often come to Shaolin to learn scriptures.

Moreover, the imperial court's attack on Shaolin not only did not have the slightest impact on Shaolin, but even more achieved Shaolin's prestige.

The 20,000 army was defeated overnight, Shaolin was unharmed, not to mention, even the current emperor Zhao Yuankui also came to the door in person, personally carried down the "world's first temple" and "the world's martial arts out of Shaolin" two huge plaques, now hanging on the Shaolin mountain gate and Shaolin Dharma Hall.

The emperor's strength is famous, but there is no way to take Shaolin, this matter, the wind swept the country, almost everyone knows the prestige of Shaolin Temple.

Nowadays, Shaolin's incense is exuberant to the point of incredible. It is said to go to Shaolin to incense. You need to register in advance to make an appointment, and the Dragon Boat Festival is registered here, and the queue over there may have to be queued until the Mid-Autumn Festival.

People's enthusiasm for Shaolin. All come from the abbot of the first ring, and it has been more than a year since the first battle of Tianshui Lake, and the topic of the abbot of the first ring is still talked about.

Even lecturing in the teahouse. This is the story that people love to hear the most.

There are many stories about the abbot of the first ring, and now the storyteller is telling the abbot of the first ring when he was in the Murong family in Hangzhou, fighting the four great talents of Jiangnan and saving Murong Qiuyu.

"Speaking of that day! The last couplet between the abbot of the first ring and the Tang Caizi is really shocking, and there is no one before or since! Everyone knows Tang Caizi, that is the head of our four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River, and is known as the first strange person in the world! was easily confronted by the abbot of the first ring, and it shocked the audience at that time!"

Mr. Storyteller looked down and said a little proudly: "I won't hide it from everyone." At that time, the old decay was in the crowd watching. The straight-line distance from the abbot of the First Ring is definitely not more than one zhang!"

The audience below all looked envious. This old guy is really lucky, he actually has such a close contact with the abbot of Yijie, it is simply envious of others.

"Hehe, since that day, the old man has been influenced by the abbot of the first ring, the abbot of the first ring is invincible in the world, the old man is a little closer to him, and now his waist is not sore, his legs are not painful, his feet are no longer cramping, and he has the strength to walk, hehe, even this literary style has become better, otherwise can I stand here and tell you a story!"

In the midst of the envious gaze below, a person asked.

"Sir, I've been talking about the story for so long, can you tell us about a good person like the abbot of the First Ring, will he be a human being in the future reincarnation, or will he be a Buddha?"

The storyteller said in a calm tone: "Do you need to say this, the abbot of the First Ring must have entered the Elysian World now, become a Buddha and become an ancestor, how can he be with us mortals!"

People nodded their heads, which is also the most common view.

"I don't think so!"

An abrupt voice broke the harmony in the room, and people glared angrily, who was so bold as to dare to say that the abbot was not.

Everywhere I looked, a young man in white was sitting at the foot of the teahouse, and on this table, there were several women with veils, who couldn't see their faces clearly, but their figures were all in various manners, and they knew at a glance that they were not ordinary women.

The young man in white was also handsome, holding a folding fan and shaking it gently, looking at the storyteller with a smile.

The gentleman was interrupted, a little displeased, and said to the young man: "Then what do you think will be after the abbot of the first ring enters reincarnation?"

"People! Still ordinary people!"

The young man in white spoke affirmatively, as if his words were the truth.

"Hmph! No one will believe your words. ”

"Neither nor not!"

Qingbai stood up, opened the folding fan, and looked around: "You all think that the abbot of one precept will become a Buddha, but you don't know that his heart is longing for a free and easy life. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't this simple? You can think about it, who was the abbot of Yijie to help when he was in Hangzhou?"

"It's Murong Qiuyu. ”

People are still familiar with the story of the abbot of the First Ring, and some people naturally answered.

"Yes, not only did he help Murong Qiuyu, but the abbot of the First Ring went up to the Tianshan Mountain alone and snatched it back from the Demon Sect, isn't it Ning Wanjun. ”

People are scared, and many people naturally know about these things, but people deliberately avoid such topics, feeling that they are insulting to the prestige of the abbot.

But when this young man said these things to his face, people were a little embarrassed to answer.

"You are all too thoughtful, as far as I know, there are not many confidants of the abbot of Yijie, in the end, it is a young man, many things, can not be completely cut off from Hongchen, I think this, everyone here knows this!"

People were silent for a while, but the storyteller said: "What you said is good, but the abbot of the first ring did not have anything to do with his confidants, he finally chose to be loyal to Buddhism, loyal to his beliefs, and gave his life for the common people in the world. We all admire him!"

"yes, yes. If it were someone else, with those beautiful faces, I'm afraid it would have been vulgar a long time ago. Who is still a monk, the abbot of the first ring is amazing!"

Many people began to support Mr. Storyteller, after all, the abbot of the One Ring is already the supreme existence in people's hearts. I really don't want to hear anyone say he's bad.

The young man in white smiled: "Everyone is right, but have you ever thought about it carefully, if the abbot of the First Ring is reincarnated and remembers the events of his life, will he still choose to be a monk? Will he still let those confidants who have been waiting for him turn their black hair white? Will he choose a new path?"

Seeing that the people were silent, the young man in white walked to the middle of the crowd: "In his previous life, he has been given to the people of the world and has been dedicated to Buddhism, so in this life." If the abbot of the first ring turns into a man, then he should live for himself, he for the world. Enough has been done!"

The people were silent for a while. Finally it was the storyteller who spoke.

"Actually, what you said is also right, if the abbot of the first ring is reincarnated. If you still want to be a monk, I think it's too unfair. ”

"Yes, the abbot of the First Ring is a good man! You can't always give him the most tragic ending, let him enjoy life. ”

Someone asked the young man in white curiously at this time, "Then this son, if you say that if the abbot of the First Ring is reincarnated, what will he do?"

The white-clothed young man's folding fan opened with a "bang", shook gently, and was graceful.

"Well, it's very simple, don't practice Jindan, don't sit in meditation, don't plough the fields for businessmen, and sell them in the green mountains when you're idle, and don't make money in the world!"

After the young man in white finished the poem, he laughed a few times, and said to the beauties on the table: "Ladies, the time is almost up, we should go home, the willow tops on the moon, people are about after dusk, and the good time can't be wasted!"

The expressions of those women could not be seen, but they were all a little ashamed, and they stood up one by one, followed behind the young man in white, and slowly left the teahouse.

People didn't make a sound, one was immersed in the poetry of the youth, and the other was that everyone thought, how can this kid be so blessed, these women who are stunning at first glance are actually his mothers, this is the creation of several lifetimes of cultivation!

A painting boat floated down the river, and a group of women on board were busy cooking.

The cabin is smoky, and these fairy-like women look very good, but most of them are clumsy when it comes to cooking.

"Wanjun, come and help me! This fast meat is too hard, quickly take the Yuan Zhen Longquan Sword to cut it!"

"Xiaohuan, come on, this fish is so slippery, I can't catch it, you use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to catch it, you can just pinch it!"

"Sister An, quickly use the life and death charm to control that duck, I don't want to kill, after you control it, let it kill itself, and then I can take it to the pot!"

Murong Qiuyu and Xu Xianxian volunteered to cook, but they made a mess in the cabin, An Ruhuan, An Ruwu sisters looked at each other and smiled, walked into the cabin side by side, and were about to take over their work.

However, they were still preempted by Ning Wanjun, Luo Caiyi and Hua Xiaohuan, after all, An Ruhuan and they are actually elders, so it's better not to let them cook.

It's busy here, and there's silence on the deck over there.

Li Qinghua is asking Dongfang Qing for embroidery, Dongfang Qing is embroidering a sweater for Huo Yuanzhen, the style of this sweater is designed by Huo Yuanzhen himself, it is very novel and unique, and this style has never appeared in this world.

But the pattern is designed by Dongfang Qing, it is a tiger head, majestic, and very cute.

Li Qinghua's ability is very high, but when it comes to embroidery, no one can compare to Dongfang Qing, her embroidery needle skills are the best in the world.

Huo Yuanzhen was dressed in white, sitting at the front of the deck, holding a book in his hand and reading with relish.

"Yuan Zhen, come and help me, I'm going out fishing. ”

The voice of Ran Dongye came from the cabin, and after Huo Yuanzhen heard it, he didn't want to move: "Winter Night, your martial arts are the second in the world, do you still need someone to help you?" ”

"I would like to, but this little guy refuses to stop, aren't you afraid of running into him, if you don't feel sorry for your son, then I'll come out by myself." ”

As soon as Ran Dongye's words came out, Huo Yuanzhen jumped up like a rabbit, and the book was thrown aside: "Come on, you are really, you are pregnant, what are you going to do, come and come baby!

Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qing looked at each other as small, and the pregnant master was like a little girl, becoming more and more delicate.

Li Qinghua thought for a while and said to Dongfang Qing: "Qing'er, you said that Yuan Zhen came back from the dead this time, I always felt like a dream, so is the Northern Shengong really that magical?"

Dongfang Qing nodded: "It should be, the master said, this martial art has a very unique ability, you can live if you die, but you don't know what the name is, this time Yuan Zhen can survive, thanks to this magical martial art." ”

Li Qinghua glanced at the ground and winked at Dongfang Qing: "Qing'er, isn't that book the Northern Spiritual Skill, you pick it up and take a look, and see what kind of martial arts are written on the last page they said." ”

Dongfang Qing hurriedly glanced inside the cabin, and when he saw that Huo Yuanzhen hadn't come out yet, he put down the front in his hand and picked up the Northern Spiritual Skill cheats on the ground.

I hurriedly turned to the last page, but I saw only a blank piece of paper.

The two looked at each other, and together they used their eyesight to open the eye of the sky.

Both of them are masters of the imperial realm, and their skills have also been restored, and when they look at it with the eyes of heaven, the handwriting on them is immediately invisible.

The two daughters were shocked at the same time, because on the last page of the Northern Spiritual Skill, there were five big words "Northern Hell's Rebirth Method"!

"Oh my God! It turns out that the Northern Shengong can be reborn, so powerful!"

"If you learn this martial art, won't you be able to die forever!"

"I can't stay young forever! I haven't seen Yuan Zhen these days, and I don't talk about it every night, I'm ashamed!"

The two women looked at it curiously, and their hearts were a little moved.

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen came out of the cabin with Ran Dongye, who was pregnant with Liujia, and smiled at them: "As a husband, I have recently been working on a cutting-edge topic, that is, to make the Northern Shengong can be cultivated by women, so that the people of our family can be together forever in the future!"

Dongfang Qing and the others peeked and were discovered, they were a little embarrassed, and put down the book shyly, Dongfang Qing said: "What are you doing by living for so long, wouldn't you become an old monster." ”

"Hey, I can't say that, the days to come, naturally there will be a wonderful future, I didn't tell you, wait for hundreds of thousands of years, there will be an Olympic Games in the capital that will attract the attention of the whole world, and then we will go to see the opening ceremony together. ”

"I've never heard of any sports meeting!"

"It's okay if you haven't heard of it, come to my room tonight, let's live together, you don't have to sneak around if you want to hear anything!"

The two women immediately blushed and dodged in a panic.

Looking at the beautiful flowers in front of him, Huo Yuanzhen's index finger moved, and he threw the burden in his hand to the side, wanting to take advantage.

I just threw something out of my hand, and suddenly my ears hurt!

Ran Dongye viciously grabbed Huo Yuanzhen's ear: "Okay, you Huo Yuanzhen! You don't even want your son, don't you! If it weren't for my skills, I would have been hit by you this time!"

Then she looked at Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qing, "You two stinky girls, you have a husband with you as a teacher, and I'm pregnant, you don't know if you want to let the master beg for a beating!"

After speaking, the invincible Ran Nuxia pulled her husband's ear with one hand and rushed towards the two disciples.

Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qingjiao dodged with a smile, and suddenly the swallows and warblers cried on the painting boat, making a mess!

The end of the book!!!!!!!

There's a postscript to the next chapter!