My Shaolin Temple is a place of cultivation, and it is not an official yamen, how can I deal with others in private?

Hearing Yankong's dissatisfaction, Su Zheng glanced at Yankong, and scolded in a low voice: These people who came with you have wrong eyes and murderous eyes, they don't look like people in the righteous path, Yankong, who are these people you have befriended?

Yankong's eyes flashed with anger, and he immediately retracted, and said: Abbot, these martial arts colleagues have a good reputation in the rivers and lakes, but they don't pay much attention to the subsections, but they don't sin to death!

Su Zheng took a deep look at Yankong and said, "It's definitely not right to kill people with three eyes, but Yuan Feiqing had bad intentions towards Miss Xiaoyue at that time, why didn't you stop it? When Zhang Xianggong wanted to hold Xiaoyue hostage, where were you? Yankong, as a Shaolin disciple, you have made friends with bandits, and you have acted improperly, how can you serve the public? Punish you for facing the wall for ten days, and think about what you have done all these years!

Yankong Dao: Abbot, these people are all heroes who oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and I finally brought them together

You shut up!

Su Xin, an old monk of the Discipline Academy, was furious: What is anti-Qing and reinstatement? When did my Shaolin Temple regain its sight? If you talk nonsense again, I will definitely beat you with a hundred monks!

Although there is no shortage of anti-Qing people among the disciples of Southern Shaolin, and the Shaolin Temple also turns a blind eye to the behavior of these disciples, but this kind of thing can only be understood and not spoken, and must not come out on the bright side, once it is said, it will be a catastrophe. At this time, I was so excited that I forgot about this taboo.

Su Xin's face was full of anger, and he shouted at Yankong: As a Shaolin disciple, you are so bold to make friends with a thief! Come on, send Yankong into the face wall room, let him sober up! Don't let him out without my orders!

Yankong sighed: Uncle Shi, it is me who does not choose what to say, and I am willing to accept punishment. However, if the matter of three-eyed murder is handled so hastily, I am afraid that it will damage my reputation of Shaolin.

Su Xin shouted: Dealing with things unfairly will ruin my Shaolin's reputation! There is nothing wrong with my Shaolin's handling of this matter today, what is there to worry about? What do they say outside, that is their business, as long as I wait for the right thing and sit up straight, whatever outsiders say, just let them say it! Monks, what do you want to do with these false names?

In recent years, Abbot Su Zheng and Su Xin Sushan and others are very worried about this, knowing that if it is not good, South Shaolin may suffer from the disaster.

But the Qing court was unreasonable, oppressed the Han people, and shaved and obeyed Daxing Wenjiao, which is really reprehensible.

If you want to ignore the anti-Qing people, the Shaolin disciples are a little reluctant, so they can only turn a blind eye to these things that the disciples do.

However, with the growth of these anti-Qing and Ming restoration teams, Su Xin and others now don't know when, some cats and dogs have also joined the anti-Qing and Ming restoration organizations, these people are lawless, brutal, and misconducted, in the eyes of Su Zheng and others, it is really better than nothing!

This time, the three-eyed monk killed Yuan Feiqing and others, and Su Xin and others just took this opportunity to make a break with these martial arts figures, and something happened in the province in the future, which affected Shaolin.

Let these people know the attitude of the Shaolin Temple towards them, thinking that they will naturally stay away from Shaolin, and it can also prevent Shaolin from becoming the center of the storm, so as not to attract the attention of the imperial court and cause a big disaster for Shaolin.

After Yankong was taken away, Su Xin looked at Su Zheng: Abbot, Yankong was punished, and Sanmu couldn't get out of it, and asked the senior brother to let Sanmu be imprisoned, so as not to cause trouble when he went down the mountain.

Su Zheng nodded and said: That's how it should be!

He walked up to Sanmu and said softly: Sanmu, you have created a killing, and his sin is not small, so in the future, you will chop firewood in the wood-splitting courtyard, and you must not go out without orders!

Sanmu still stood in the hall, looking like he was wandering out of the world.

The short and fat Yanwu monk walked over from the side: Abbot, let me order him to go to the wood-splitting courtyard!

Su Zheng nodded: Go ahead!

Just when Yanwu was about to leave with Sanmu, Su Zheng remembered something and said to Yanwu: Yanwu, Sanmu is now in a state of flux, what do you want to teach him, just recite the scriptures to him directly, if he understands it in his heart, he will naturally succeed in his practice, if the body rejects martial arts, then there is nothing to be done!

Yanwu Daxi: Yes, Abbot! I'll try it!

Looking at the backs of Yanwu and Sanmu, Su Zheng sighed, and said to Zhang Guangyuan's father and daughter who were still in the main hall: This time I frightened Miss Xiaoyue, I am a Shaolin disciple who has no way, come here, take out a bottle of the little Luohan Dan in the temple and give it to Zhang Jushi, which is a little bit of the temple's heart for Zhang Jushi.

Zhang Guangyuan shook his head and said: Master Abbot, how can I ask for your things?

However, although he refused, he was finally stuffed with a bottle of pill in his hand, and finally carried Zhang Xiaoyue down the mountain.

Inside the wood-splitting courtyard.

Yan Wu looked at the three-eyed monk who was standing in a daze with an excited face, and rubbed his hands excitedly: Tut, I can't see it. It turns out that you have now entered the realm of meditation that you do not think about it, and I have heard the abbot lecture on this realm, saying that when you reach this realm, if you have thoughts in your heart, if you don't think about it, you don't want to think about it, at this time, the body dominates everything, and your mind has no distracting thoughts.

He took out a yellowed booklet from his arms, glanced up and down, coughed twice, and said: This scripture in my hand is the cultivation method of the Golden Bell Jar, I will read it to you first, and then I will give you a demonstration action, if you are interested in learning, follow me.

When he said this, he held the booklet in his hand and read it softly, and when he recited this exercise mantra, the three-eyed monk who was standing in the courtyard with dementia suddenly trembled slightly, and a deep inhalation came from his nose, followed by a heavy exhalation.

After exhaling and inhaling nine times in a row, a slight crackling sound came from his body, and then there was a buzzing sound from Sanmu's chest and abdomen like a tremor when a bell was struck, and his whole body trembled slightly like a bronze bell being struck, and his two ears were bent forward, covering the ear holes, and even the nostrils were closed.

As the tremor continued, a trace of white qi slowly emerged from the top of Sanmu's head, and his chest and abdomen rose and fell like waves.

Let's go!

Monk Yanwu's hands shook, and the scriptures in his hands fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide and his mouth was wide open, and even his little tongue was exposed, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and his fingers were three eyes: Hell, hell!

His short and fat body trembled, and his words were incoherent: How is this possible? Before I finished reading this scripture, you have completed the first layer of golden bell jars?

Genius one second to remember the address of this site:. Mobile version reading URL: m.