Above the destroyed Scripture Pavilion, I saw the Dongfang Daoist gently raise his hand and stretch out a finger

With a stroke in the void, a black and white Taiji diagram slowly formed

Then he flicked his fingers and went straight to that... The sweeper left

"The Buddha is death, it is silence, but if you are not afraid of death, why are you still afraid of living?"

"The land of China is the territory of my descendants of Yan and Huang, and you are waiting for a group of bald heads, your body is in the Central Plains, and your heart is in the Buddha..."

"Don't produce, demagogue, collect wealth in troubled times, like that moth,

What put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground,

It's just an excuse to trample on the law and avoid responsibility."

"The Buddhists are not married, and they still delusionally think that all living beings in the world will enter your empty door, do you want my human race to become extinct?!"

"When someone asks about your ancestors, are you worthy to say, 'My ancestors were Yanhuang?' ”

For a while, the voices of the Dongfang Daoists resounded up and down in Shaolin

Resounded for miles and flowed into the hearts of everyone, the monks were speechless, and everyone was speechless

Ask yourself, are you qualified to say that your ancestors are Yanhuang?!

Yan Huang...

What a great two words

What a proud two

The vast world is muddy

It was they who got us in the beginning

I have the courage to overcome everything

They are the ones who lead us to prosperity

It is them, let us be proud of the word Yan Huang!

Their blood, flowing in our hearts, lies on every inch of our skin

The culture of 5,000 years is in our bones

Like the sound of reading in the ears, it is called Confucianism

It seems that the Tao is natural, and the transcendent thing is called the Tao

Arrange troops to defend the country and country, the sound of killing is shocking, and it is better to die than give in, that is called a soldier

Love, non-attack, Shangxian... That's called ink

Cure the sick and save people, and read the common people in the world, that is called medicine

The common people are studied, the world is burning, that is the ghost valley vertical and horizontal!!

…………

Every time I'm tired, I remember... My ancestors were Yan Huang

Every time I'm scared, I still remember... My ancestors were Yan Huang

When I am lonely and helpless, I still remember - my ancestors are Yanhuang!!

"Wrong, wrong..."

"Don't do it, don't do it..."

"We did this monk!!"

All of a sudden, many of the novices were clamoring, as if they had realized that they had done something wrong

Suddenly, one by one, they were full of regret and enlightenment

The words of the Dongfang Taoist are still continuing:

"In my hometown, there was a monkey who said:

"I want this day, and I can't cover my eyes anymore, and I want this earth, and I can't bury my heart anymore.

I want all living beings to understand my will, and I want all the Buddhas to disappear."

Bang!!

Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion in the sky, and the sweeping monk shook suddenly

Rolling red dust like flowing water, in an instant... In a blink of an eye...

His life, his life, once again came to his mind

Suddenly opened his eyes, and tears were billowing down

Wrong, wrong, he was wrong...

"Hahaha!!"

Laughed, he laughed again, looked up to the sky and laughed, laughed happily, laughed heartily

That Jintai, he's back again!!

At this moment, he is Jintai, and the Buddha no longer exists

Suddenly, he reached into his arms, flipped around, and took out something

It turned out to be a book...

With a throw in his hand, he threw it at the Dongfang Daoren

Dongfang Daoist took it, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a book of divine skills

The name says... Washing the marrow meridian

"Daoyou, goodbye, I have time to see her!!"

Jintai said, and the whole person dissipated directly under the Taiji diagram of the Oriental Daoist...

Turned into a wisp of dust, gone with the wind, scattered in the world, drifted away in nature, integrated into heaven and earth...

After flipping through it, the Dongfang Daoist found a map on it

After looking...

Oriental Taoists said to the readers: "In fact, this 'Washing the Pulp Sutra' is not written by Dharma.

There are a lot of questions, you can go to Baidu to see, but there are too many Taoist terms in it

Even Western Christian translations of the Bible borrow the word "Word."

Then you can be sure of how special the status of Taoism is! ”

Yi tendon and washing the marrow are Taoist terms.

"Seven Signatures of the Cloud. Yanling Jun Xiuzhen Daluo has the saying of "easy marrow" and "easy tendon",

Earlier, it can also be found in the Taoist immortal novel "The Inner Biography of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty" that appeared in the Wei and Jin dynasties.

"The Inner Biography of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty" has "one year of easy qi, two years of easy blood, three years of easy refinement, four years of easy pulse,

Five years to marrow, six years to bone, seven years to tendon, eight years to hair, nine years to shape".

It is expressed as an ideal of Taoism to practice qi and seek longevity

According to legend, during the reign of Emperor Li Ming of the Later Wei Dynasty, the Indian Dharma came to China to preach

Nine years in Henan Gaoshan Shaolin Temple facing the wall

Later, when the monks of Shaolin Temple repaired the wall facing the Bodhidharma master, they occasionally got an iron box

The box contains two scriptures, "Washing the Marrow" and "Yi Jin".

Therefore, the Yijin Sutra and the Washing of the Marrow Sutra are said to have been created by Bodhidharma

In fact, this is just a legend, but the legend is not ethereal

Concrete... Hell knows

"Xiao Yuanshan!" Putting away the last volume of Shaolin exercises, the Dongfang Taoist looked at Xiao Feng and his son

"What did the seniors command?"

"The woman surnamed Ye is the second mother of Ye after her, and she has a son with Xuan Ci's bald head

Later, because your own son was stolen by you, your son became a demon

For more than ten years, he specialized in stealing other people's babies to play with, and in the end, he was killed by cruel methods.

For more than ten years, I don't know how many babies have been killed, and after Murong and his son are gone, you will get rid of them! ”

For a woman, Xiao Feng may not be able to do it, but Xiao Yuanshan is different

Besides, Ye Erniang really deserves to die

"Yes!"

"Murong Bo, take your life!!"

Xiao Yuanshan answered, drank loudly, and the two fathers and sons went into battle together

Although both sides are father and son, the son is a North Xiaofeng and a South Murong

The two fathers also learned martial arts in Shaolin for many years

At first glance, they are quite equal, but Xiao Feng cooperates with the dragon palm, which can be described as a god in battle

Xiao Yuanshan's internal injuries were even healed by Dongfang Daoren, but Murong Bo's was not

Within a moment, Murong Fu was knocked to the ground by Xiao Feng and couldn't get up again

Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan all besieged Murong Bo, and it didn't take long for Murong Bo to be killed by Xiao Yuanshan with one palm!

"Revenge, revenge, I revenge!!"

Xiao Yuanshan looked up to the sky and yelled, and he didn't know what his mood was for a while

After a while, the whole person was stunned, and he only felt a sense of emptiness in his heart

Chasing one thing for decades... Today it was finally done

However, he didn't know what to do

"Xiao Yuanshan, although you don't have a wife, your son Xiao Feng is already married,

You still have sons, daughters-in-law, and maybe grandchildren, granddaughters in the near future!

In the next time, it will be a good place to recuperate! ”

"Thank you seniors for your advice, Feng'er, after killing the last person, we'll go!"

Xiao Feng's father and son have it, Xiao Yuanshan has found his target again, Murong Bo is dead, and only Murong Fu is still breathing

Lying half-dead on the ground, the Dongfang Daoist saw this, and a sword qi came out from his fingertips

passed through Murong Fu's head and ended his life

"Shaolin?! Hey..."

Dongfang Daoren smiled, and a number key appeared on his fingertips, flicking it lightly

In an instant, this data key turned into a green rainbow

From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, I swept it directly

After a while, no one in the entire Shaolin monks remembered the martial arts of one move or one style

All that remains in their minds is the scriptures

Feet, steps, a moment and at least the forest mountain gate

The sword qi of the Dongfang Daoist fingertips moved, and four words were engraved

Said: Buddha is the Tao