Zhang Huen's Buddhist cultivation has reached the height of 1884/9999 as early as before entering the movie, it looks like the introductory Buddhist scriptures are simply ten lines at a glance, "The Buddha Says the Eight Great People Jue Sutra" has increased by 1 point of Buddhist cultivation after reading it through, and it has increased by 1 point after intensive reading, but this introductory Buddhist sutra has not reached the realm of integration, Zhang Huen, who has not recruited, simply went out of the monk's house in the middle of the night, stood in the moonlight, and recited the Buddhist scriptures quietly. The Buddha said that the interpretation of the Eight Great Enlightenment Sutra jumped up one by one percent, and after reciting it three times, Zhang Huen actually felt that there was a depression in his chest, and he did not vomit or be unhappy, so when the moon was bright and the stars were thin, he actually let go of his voice and read aloud in the outer courtyard "The Buddha Said the Eight Great Enlightenment Sutra".

"Ah, this buddy, what are you doing at the door without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Huen's loud recitation woke up everyone in the monk's house, and his voice was very loud, running from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, and even the abbot's room could hear his loud recitation. Master Fang Zheng, who had rarely slept and was sitting in bitter meditation, heard the recitation of the "Buddha Says the Eight Great Enlightenment Sutras" full of energy, and involuntarily chanted, this introductory Buddhist scripture is very simple, the length of the scriptures is short, concise and concise, but there was no strange state of turmoil when reciting in the past, so Master Fang Zheng walked slowly to the wall of the outer courtyard with curious thoughts, and stood on the two tiles wide wall to look at the tall monk standing in the moonlight.

"Amitabha. The abbot is also here? ”

"Amitabha, Master Xuanci was also attracted by the voice of this Hong Zhong Dalu."

Shaolin Temple is now very chaotic, empty word generation, Xuan character generation, square character generation, cross word generation of monks add up to dozens, not including such as colorless Zen master, Jueyuan Zen master does not know which word to put in the master, so everyone can only meet each other, but also can be commensurate with their respective names. And it's not just the Shaolin Temple, in the Huashan faction, the situation over there is even more chaotic. Patriarch Hao Datong was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and thousands of people from the Huashan Sect were very embarrassed to see the people of the Quanzhen Sect. So I just don't see it.

"Hey, don't howl, can't let people sleep peacefully, what about you, big and tall, I didn't hear it!"

There are more and more people gathered around Zhang Huen, and those guys who came to Shaolin Temple to mess around were annoyed by Zhang Huen, what is the matter. On the first day of entering the temple, he was shaved his hair, ate two meals of coarse tea and light rice, slept in a simple Chase shop, suppressed a belly fire and did not mention it, and finally slept in a daze at night, and met a madman standing outside and howling wolf, and the anger in everyone's hearts can be imagined.

Zhang Huen finished reciting aloud "The Buddha Says the Eight Great People Jue Sutra", which just pressed the proficiency of the Buddhist scriptures to the highest point, and the Buddhist scriptures gave him 10 points of Buddhist cultivation. It completely lost its effect, and Zhang Huen saw that there were many dissatisfied bald heads gathered around, and knew that he was disturbing people's dreams. He put his hands together and pronounced a Buddha name, made a circle, and returned to his monk's house with a confession.

They are all quality people, and they can't chase after other people's mistakes, and the rest of the bald heads yawned and muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, and they also returned to the monk's house, and the two old monks standing at the head of the wall said goodbye to each other and walked towards the north and south respectively.

Zhang Huen returned to the monk's house and sat on the bed and meditated. Silently reciting Buddhist scriptures in his heart, to his level. In the movie, there is no need to sleep at all, but people have to watch him. They simply show endurance, willpower, and mental strength that are different from ordinary people, and do things that seem very boring to Westerners, paralyzing their vision, leading their train of thought, and secretly, creating some trouble to completely distract them.

Zhang Huen is dedicated to two purposes, through the exchange of space ability to observe the current situation, now all factions in the world are recruiting disciples, the north and south of the river are full of lively scenes, from the air bird's eye view of the past, north to Changbai faction, Shenlong Sect, south to Dali Duan's family, five poison sects, east from Peach Blossom Island, heaven and earth meeting, west to Tianshan faction, Xiaoyao faction, the whole martial arts is boiling, crowds are surging, and construction is carried out. Among them, Wudang, Shaolin, Huashan, Emei, Kunlun, Quanzhen, Beggar Gang, Qingcheng, Kongtong, Dali Duanshi, Xiaoyao and other eleven righteous ways are the most powerful, and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect and the Ming Sect stand out from the crowd among the evil sects, but after all, the difference in numbers is dozens of times, and there is the first imbalance between good and evil.

No one thought that the current actors still pay so much attention to fame in their subconscious, and they don't want to be scolded by others as evil demons.

(It seems that nothing can be done without a big move.) ）

Zhang Huen's consciousness drifted to Jinling, the ---center of power in the world, Jinling, the court of the Wushengzong is the most powerful non-actor sect in the world, even if they do not accept actors to join, their strength also exceeds the strongest Shaolin faction, the four saints in the world--- Huang Shang, the nameless old monk, Zhang Sanfeng, Wang Chongyang, no matter what they are thinking in their hearts, they all have to respect the Wushengzong in name, even if the contemporary Wushengzong is abolished, the Wuhou next to him is still a real god.

Lying on the dragon bed, Wu Shengzong suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, dragging his fat body and walking out, the attendants found His Majesty's abnormality, and hurriedly ran over to bow down, Wu Shengzong waved his hand and shouted:

"Please come and see me."

"But Your Majesty, is it only three o'clock now?"

After a quarter of an hour, a white-haired old man wearing a gossip robe, holding a white feather fan, and wearing a five-wheel crown hurriedly entered the palace, came to Yong'an Palace, and when he entered the door, he found that Wu Shengzong, who had never read before, was pinching the mountains of music in Yong'an Palace to look at it with relish, the old man squinted his eyes suddenly, and the momentum on his body pressed on Wu Shengzong without a trace, and the old man who did not notice the slightest abnormality called His Majesty, and was about to kneel and worship, Martial Saint Sect hurriedly walked out of his seat, held the old man with both hands and said:

"Hurry up and excuse my father, invite my father to come over late at night, it's me."

"Dare to ask why Your Majesty is so eager to recruit ministers into the palace?"

Wu Shengzong asked Xiangfu to sit down, handed over the music in front of the dragon case, and after Xiangfu looked at it, he found that it was the list of disciples of each sect and sect this year, and Wushengzong sat opposite Xiangfu and said:

"Father, the Wudang faction alone has received millions of disciples this year, plus other decent disciples, there is a great imbalance between the good and evil forces this year."

Xiangfu nodded and swept the final statistics, the decent disciples exceeded the 20 million mark, while the evil sect was less than 2 million, a difference of ten times, which is indeed terrifying.

"I wonder what Your Majesty wants?"

"Decent people are so wantonly recruited, it will inevitably cause an imbalance in the martial arts, the way of the emperor and the emperor, the separation of good and evil, and the contention of a hundred schools, how can it be so big? In my opinion, it is better to take the standard of today's science。。。。。。 ”

Xiangfu is an extremely smart person, how can he not know what the Martial Saint Sect is talking about, isn't he afraid that the decent will become big and destroy the evil sect? The happier the people at the bottom fight, the more Jinling's position will be consolidated, if the righteous faction is allowed to destroy the evil faction, then the righteous people who are completely big will still obey the orders of the Martial Saint Sect? At that time, I am afraid that the story of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty will be repeated, right?

"Your Majesty is very worried, the old minister will discuss with the Wuhou Mansion, for the time being, the current branch will be taken in advance, and the standard will be delegated to Wutong."

"In this way, there will be a father of Lao."

Standing in front of the gate of Yong'an Palace, Wu Shengzong looked at the back of his father leaving, his expression recovered from Qingming to turbidity, and Wu Shengzong, who blinked his eyes, suddenly looked at the eunuch beside him, and asked strangely:

"Hey, why am I here, strange, ah~~~~~ so sleepy, come on, send me back to the palace."

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that --- this science is ahead of schedule."

In the early morning, a gray-robed monk who was cleaning the fallen leaves in the Qiulong Courtyard of Jinling City paused, looked back at the towering palace wind tower behind him, sighed, and then swept the fallen leaves with a broom.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and a sloppy white-bearded old man walked in with a frown, stood beside the old monk, and saluted:

"Senior monk, have you ever heard of it?"

"Zhang Zhenren, the old man has nothing to say."

"Of course, there is nothing to say, the Martial Saint Sect is here to continue to trap us here."

The window was pushed open, and an old scribe in a fine dress stood at the window, brushing his long hair over his shoulders with his fingers, and his tone was full of complaints, and said:

"Both of you, both have been trapped for thirty years, when will such days come to an end?"

"When we are dead, the old man Wu Hou will be at ease."

Another very tall and heroic Taoist stood on the roof and muttered:

"Zhang Zhenren, why haven't you studied these eight array diagrams recently?"

"Chongyang Zhenren laughed, didn't these eight array diagrams Chongyang Zhenren have already understood it?"

"What? Wang Chongyang, have you already figured out the Eight Array Diagram? Why didn't you let me know earlier? ”

The scribe standing in front of the window patted the window and shouted, and Wang Chongyang, who was standing on the roof, floated down, landed in the courtyard, shook his head, and said:

"Understand, you can be trapped thirty years ago, thirty years later, Wuhou and his old man's skills should be more exquisite, maybe he broke the eight array diagrams, and his old man can still make nine array diagrams and ten array diagrams, he is one day, and we will not be free."

When the scribe heard this, the corners of his mouth raised a cruel arc, and he smiled:

"If he is not there, we 。。。。。。"

"Amitabha."

The old monk didn't want to listen to them talk about this kind of thing, put away the broom and went back to the room by himself, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, said hello to the scribe and left, and the remaining scribe faced Wang Chongyang in the courtyard, and said with a gloomy expression:

"You are different from these two old stubborns, isn't your beloved still waiting for you in the ancient tomb? How's that, with you and me。。。。。。 ”

Wang Chongyang lowered his eyelids, unwilling to talk, and when the scribe saw him like this, he angrily closed the window and transmitted the sound into the secret passage:

"Kong Ming is immortal, our lives and this life are just dry bones in this dragon courtyard." (To be continued)