It was Sunday, and early in the morning, Zhang Fengrui came to Fenglai Temple. After practicing the true martial arts subjugation technique for a while, he shouted that Feng Cicada would take him to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to see and understand, and the past two days have been delayed because of Liu Laosi's affairs, but he has been thinking about it.

Feng Cicada did not refuse, he confessed a few words, to the effect that he must keep his mouth shut and not disclose a trace of what he has seen and heard to outsiders, because the content of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion represents the highest secret of Fenglai Temple.

At this moment, Zhang Fengrui was even more excited, looking at his eyebrows and dancing eagerly, it seemed that the groom official who was about to unveil the bride's hijab was simply looking forward to it.

On the other hand, the wind cicada was silent, he took Zhang Fengrui around and around, entered a natural karst cave with Langya Fu Cave written on it, opened three heavy iron doors successively, and came to a huge stone gate after a long black and wide passable tunnel.

I saw the wind cicada pull out the long sword behind his back and insert it into the hole on the door, stirring clockwise three times, only to hear a penetrating creaking and creaking friction sound, the stone door slowly turned open, and there was a cave inside, it was a large karst cave about two zhang high and more than 100 square meters wide. On a flat wall in the stone cave, under a huge Taiji Liangyi diagram, three rows of quaint wooden plaques are placed in turn, and a burning oil lamp is placed in front of the spiritual seat. Under the action of the air flow brought by the two of them entering the door, the flames of the oil lamps flickered, and the names on the wooden signs loomed, as if telling a story from the past.

Feng Cicada held his breath, slowly walked to the wall and bowed, and said softly: "Feng Laiguan has been on the heroic spirits of the past dynasties, and today the thirty-ninth generation of the disciple Zhang Fengrui came to pay homage to the British name and listen to the teachings, and the disciple Zhang Fengrui knelt down to worship the heroic spirits and bowed three times."

The voice of the cicada is not loud, but it is categorical and has a power that cannot be violated. The sharp-eyed Zhang Fengrui noticed the familiar names on the lowest row of spiritual seats closest to him, his pupils contracted violently, the cold hairs on his back stood on end, and a sense of sacred mission arose.

Although there are thousands of questions in my mind, this solemn atmosphere is not the time to ask questions. Zhang Fengrui didn't dare to slack off, and did it one by one. After he finished kowtowing, the cicada made him take two steps forward and approached the wall, pointed to the densely placed spiritual seats on it, and said the following words.

"Fifteen hundred years ago, benefiting from Nuwa Niangniang's legacy to get a glimpse of the way of heaven, Ge Hongge Patriarch founded the Fenglai Temple, he helped the weak and the poor for the way of heaven, to save the people in fire and water, to maintain the orthodoxy of the Chinese people as their own responsibility, gathered a group of heroes and heroes who were not born in the world, and saved the land of Shenzhou that was poisoned by Wuhu and was full of blood. Since then, the four words 'for the country and the people' have been the purpose of my Fenglaiguan, and the inheritance has never changed."

Speaking of this, the tone of the wind cicada suddenly increased several degrees, and the impassioned was mixed with a faint pride and pride.

"For more than 1,000 years since then, I have been descending from generation to generation, not forgetting the original intention, carrying forward the past and forging ahead into the future, and countless people with lofty ideals have emerged. Among them, the above 25 people have made great contributions to the country and the nation and are also the most outstanding. Their names have been passed down through the ages, their deeds have been passed down from generation to generation, and their heroic spirits have been immortalized."

Feng Cicada patted the shoulder of Zhang Fengrui, who was shocked and excited, and said earnestly, "Remember the names of the twenty-five heroic spirits here, they are the examples for you to learn from and the direction of your efforts." Well, also, there are their life deeds and writings in the bookcases on both sides, you can observe and study, but remember not to take them outside, after all, many things are only for your own people to understand, well, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back in two hours."

After the cicada left, it took Zhang Fengrui nearly ten minutes to come out of his state of shock, excitement and pride. Since childhood, he has been deeply influenced by his parents and school education, and has an innate yearning for heroes. These unborn heroes turned out to be their predecessors! What a blessing, three lives are lucky!

Especially the one in the middle of the bottom row, the noble character can be called the watch of the world, and he has worked hard for the country and the people all his life...... The one on his left is a strategist, a clever plan, a hundred battles, and a reputation as a god of war...... To his right is a legendary general, who was born a slave and joined the revolution. life, dedicated his last life for the rejuvenation of the nation...... His deeds have even been made into popular film and television works, which Zhang Fengrui once watched. I can't imagine it, I can't imagine that they are in the same school as their own teacher, it's really unbelievable!

Once again, Zhang Fengrui knelt down and solemnly bowed to the gods, this time, he was willing to be convinced.

After getting up, Zhang Fengrui quickly ran to the bookcase on the right where the classics were placed, found the relevant biographical books of the great man he was most interested in and admired, and carefully read his unknown secret deeds.

The old man turned out to be the thirty-seventh generation disciple of Fenglaiguan, and he had to pass on the Zhenguan divine technique 'One Product Returns to Vitality', and very few people knew that under his handsome and elegant appearance, there was a high-level martial arts secret. The army is known for its bravery, why is the general who has been a monk the most convincing to the old man? The old man's high morality is one thing, and the fact that he once made his own moves to subdue the grumpy and drunken general is the other thing that is not well known.

Zhang Fengrui was hungry and thirsty, and he was engrossed in reading the biographical records of his predecessors, forgetting the time, forgetting everything, and not noticing when the cicada pushed the door in.

Two hours had already passed, and Zhang Feng was still eager to close the introduction of the life of the great hero who turned the tide and single-handedly repaired the cracks in the sky, only to find that the wind cicada was already standing by his side, staring at him with blazing eyes.

"How many have you seen?"

"The bottom seven have already read it"

"So fast, you read the book of heaven!"

"Hey, people won't forget it"

"Hey, I underestimate you, how do you feel?"

"The blood is boiling, leisurely fascinated, well, I am proud and proud, and I am a model for my generation!"

"Good" Feng Cicada slapped his face, and was extremely relieved, "Xiao Fengzi, I'm very happy that you can know you like this"

Lao Dao's old face turned into a chrysanthemum, and he smiled, "Do you know why Master, I only brought you to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to worship the heroic spirits and hear the high-level secrets of my Fenglaiguan?" ”

Zhang Fengrui shook his head and said he didn't know. Feng Lao Dao didn't sell it, and said with a smile: "It's very simple, because your behavior of standing up to rescue the weak and needless regardless of your own safety in the past few days is in line with the purpose of my Fenglaiguan "chivalrous liver and courage for the country and the people". You must know that those who can go to the soup for the people of the country and sacrifice their lives for righteousness, and can be worthy of the three words of the husband can be regarded as the real phoenix to watch people! ”

Speaking of this, Feng Cicada became serious, "As far as Feng Laiguan is concerned, even if you are powerful, rich and invincible, pedantic and even invincible in martial arts, it is not the most important thing, the most important thing is to have a compassionate heart and loyalty to the country and the nation."

That day, Feng Lao Dao did not talk a lot, he confessed that Zhang Fengrui came to Fenglai Temple when he was free in the near future, because he was injured twice before and after not healed, and in recent days he mainly recuperated and recuperated, not to exercise vigorously, and just to learn more about the collection of books and classics in the Zangjing Pavilion.

After the old way, Zhang Fengrui has a difficult point, and when the senior brother of the pedantic celestial comes back, he will answer them one by one. As for himself, he didn't graduate from elementary school, so he wouldn't be mistaken for a child.

Hearing this, Zhang Fengrui frowned, obviously the old man was lazy and shirked his responsibility, but he still said it so fresh and refined, hum, despise it.

Then he was very curious about the senior brother who had not seen him for a long time, so he asked who the senior brother was, and would he be like the senior brother Ling Hu Chong in Mr. Cha's famous book "Smiling Proud Jianghu" that he had read.

"Ah, your senior brother, you have done a lot of great things, but there is just one thing that is not good!"

Feng Cicada sighed, and told Zhang Fengrui, "Don't learn from your senior brother's bad things in the future, the man is a big man, dang, dang, be a ......."

At this point, Feng Lao Dao stammered and couldn't go on, and he couldn't say anything in front of the young man. However, looking at the handsome Zhang Fengrui with sword eyebrows, Lao Dao sighed secretly in his heart, this kid has a red light between his eyebrows, and he will definitely be a peach blossom-riddled merry seed in the future......

Thinking of this, Feng Laodao was in a bad mood, and waved his hand angrily and told Zhang Fengrui to get out of here, don't poke his eyes in front of him, making Zhang Fengrui inexplicable and slipping away.