Since the fire foreman Tuo made a big fuss in Shaolin, many senior monks of Shaolin Temple passed away due to their injuries, and the younger generation of disciples Buddhism and martial arts attainments are still shallow, and it is difficult to convince the public for a while.

The turmoil in Shaolin has always been that paper can't contain the fire, and the inside and outside the temple have experienced some twists and turns.

Before the death of Master Guangde, a senior monk of the Guangzi generation, he entrusted the position of the abbot of Shaolin to one of his proud disciples, the Taoist Daoming.

Not long after that, after the Mongols and the Great Song Dynasty joined forces to destroy the Jin, they immediately tore up the alliance and waved the butcher's knife at the Great Song Dynasty.

The land of the north fell wildly, including Shaolin Mountain, where Shaolin was located.

After the double dilemma of great loss of vitality and foreign occupation, Shaolin Temple has since closed the mountain, and the monks of Shaolin Temple have not walked around on the rivers and lakes since then, and gradually, the martial arts status of Shaolin tends to fade on the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, due to the war, there are many displaced and homeless children and teenagers, and the Shaolin Temple can be found and rescued at the foot of the mountain from time to time, so that the source of monks in the temple has never been cut off.

But the stage of martial arts will not be tarnished by the absence of Shaolin.

Since the East Evil, the West Poison, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, the Zhongshentong, and then the hero Guo Jing defends the family and the country, and the scenes of love and hatred in the rivers and lakes continue.

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"Knock~~" "Knock~~" "Knock~~"...

The morning bell of the Shaolin Temple rings on a new day.

On the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, two of the Shaolin monks of this generation are carefully cleaning the attic.

However, the Scripture Pavilion is so big that even the two of them will not be able to clean it in a while and a half, and it will naturally be boring for a long time.

Shaolin monks are not all profound in Buddhism, especially young warrior monks, and their temperament is still relatively jumpy.

A monk dusted off the scriptures and opened the chatterbox.

"Xuantong, it's not once or twice that we've come to clean the Scripture Pavilion, I've never seen the third floor door open, what do you say is inside?"

The other monk seemed a little absent-minded, gesturing with his hand from time to time, apparently pondering his moves.

"It's a forbidden place in the temple, what else can there be, I guess it's a treasure book. ”

"What treasure?"

Another monk asked with a grin.

"Uh, from time to time, what scripture is a classic of martial arts! Xuankong, why are you asking this? Could it be that you still have the courage to go up to the third floor in violation of the temple rules?"

"Of course I don't have the guts, I just ask, and I know that you idiot would say that. ”

"The martial arts classics are all on the second floor, the seventy-two stunts are all here, what are the three layers, as for the lone book of scriptures, I have never seen anyone go up to maintain it, and I am not afraid of rotten insects?"

Xuantong also seems to be interested.

"Then what else do you think is in it? I have been in Shaolin since I was a child, and it has been more than ten years, and I have not seen anyone enter or leave the third floor, which is really strange. ”

Xuankong finally heard Xuantong ask this, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and showed a smug expression with satisfaction.

"A few days ago, I couldn't answer, and the monks of the master's generation didn't seem to be very clear, and the older generation of senior monks didn't mention it. ”

"But the other day, the old monk I used to serve finally told me. ”

"Is it the old monk who is the same generation as the abbot?"

"Yes, it's Master Daobei, I didn't dare to ask before, but I didn't expect to try to ask, but the master didn't hide it at all... I would have asked earlier. ”

Xuantong put down the duster, sat on the ground like Xuankong, and listened to Xuankong with a serious face.

Xuankong also sold Guanzi and directly explained what he knew.

"Master Dao Bei told me that there are no martial arts treasures on the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, nor are there any unique scriptures, but there is a high monk!"

"Shouldn't the golden body of a monk be put in the stupa of relic?"

Xuantong couldn't help but interject.

"Don't interrupt!"

Xuankong was very dissatisfied with Xuantong's interruption.

"Naturally, it's not a golden body, but a monk in retreat, who has been in retreat for decades!"

"Hiss~~ Really fake? Decades? Dozens of days have starved to death!"

"Tut-tut, senior brother Xuantong, the monks don't speak, you don't understand this, you won't have heard the allusion of Patriarch Bodhidharma facing the wall for more than ten years, right?"

"Do you remember when I was a child, I told you about the manifestation of the Bodhisattva of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"

Xuantong recalled.

"That time you said that there is a Bodhisattva chanting in the Scripture Pavilion?"

"Yes, that's the time, Master Daobei told me that this is the Bodhi Sanskrit sound of the high monk, and it will sound from time to time, and the sound of the first retreat can be heard in half of the monastery, and then it is getting smaller and smaller, but it is becoming more and more Zen and deep, and now, all those who can hear it are destined people!"

Xuantong smiled "hehe".

"So you're still a monk of destined?"

"Well, this... It's not counting, after all, I only heard it when I was a child, so I haven't heard it for many years~"

"By the way, I know who's inside. ”

"Who?"

Xuankong smiled mysteriously.

"It's the senior brother of the abbot master, the Daoyuan monk of the Taoist generation!"

Xuantong was there in amazement, suddenly.

"Boom~" There was a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion shook violently with a "boom~".

"Not good, the earth dragon turned over?"

"Get out quickly, the Scripture Pavilion is going to collapse!!"

But immediately, the inner corridor leading to the third floor was faintly golden.

"Ang~~~~", "Lu ~~~~~", "Ang~~~~", "Lu ~~~~~"。。。。。。

The chant of the dragon and the chirping of the elephant echo each other.

The entire Shaolin Temple was shocked.

"The eighteenth layer of the dragon elephant Prajna Gong, the nine dragons and nine elephants, the dragon elephant Arhat, finally practiced... ”

Daoyuan stood up in a trance, he only knew that a long time must have passed, but he didn't know how long it was.

On the third floor, except for the space around him, the dust in the rest of the place was thicker than a book.

The monk's robe on his body had only maintained a shape for a long time, and as he moved, it was immediately torn to pieces.

Dragging this rag robe, he made a long mark on the dusty floor of the three-story scripture pavilion.

On the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xuantong and Xuankong were about to flee for their lives, when they saw that the attic stopped shaking, and heard the dragon chanting and elephant singing, they were a little at a loss.

"Bang~"

The three-story wooden door opened, and an emaciated figure walked out of it, his eyebrows were white, but his face was ruddy and full, his long eyebrows hung down, and his beard didn't know how long, the only strange thing was that his hair didn't grow, and he was still a bald head.

Although he was dressed in rags, his "monk's bearing" was difficult to hide.

The two almost subconsciously shouted in unison.

"Daoyuan Divine Monk!"

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After leaving the customs, he learned that he had been in retreat for decades, and Shaolin had gone through ups and downs during this period, and even his master Guangde had already passed away, which made Daoyuan dumbfounded and sighed at the same time.

However, his exit is great news for Shaolin Temple, with Daoyuan monks in charge, the day when Shaolin will regain its status in martial arts is definitely not far away.

As a former youth in the earth circle, although the Condor series is a reading material in the old earth era, it has endured as a classic martial arts, and there are directors who continue to remake film and television dramas in later generations.

He only asked the monks in the temple about Guo Jing's presence in Xiangyang City, and he immediately understood what world and era he was in.

Although the Shaolin monks regard him as a living Arhat, Daoyuan has long been suffocated, how can he miss the show.

Therefore, as soon as the Daoyuan monk came out, he applied to his abbot and junior brother to go down the mountain.

Xiangyang was a solid line of defense against the southern invasion of the Mongol army.

Due to the defense of the current hero Guo Jing and Guo Daxia, the Mongols could not attack this city for a long time.

On this day, in order to discuss the joint resistance to the invasion of the Mongol army, Guo Jing held a heroic meeting and invited heroes from all walks of life who were willing to resist the Mongols to gather in Xiangyang City.