Xinkong took three steps forward, and had already walked in front of the face of the senior brother, who was nearly twenty meters away.

The senior brother's painful face that was slapped by the cucumber distorted instantly, and at this time he remembered something, something that many Shaolin monks did not know.

It was a fierce battle about twenty years ago, and the Shaolin Temple monks of the previous generation of "benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, and faith" were almost all wiped out, and the only ones who survived were only three people from the letter generation.

Xintian, the senior brother of the letter generation, the first letter sea of the Dharma Hall of the letter generation, and the genius level figure who humiliated the Shaolin Temple but was known as the Shaolin Temple once in a century, Xinkong.

No, it should be four, because there is also that traitor, that "rakshasa"!

"I almost forgot, the four of them are old monsters, I actually want to go against one of them, I must have made a mistake with one of them. The elder brother smiled handsomely, and then was hit in the face with a heavy punch. flew straight out of the 100 meters, and smashed through four temple walls one after another before stopping.

"Hey, it seems to be really old after ten years. The elder brother was lying on the ground, his head tilted and he decided to pretend to be dizzy.

Just as the senior brother took off, a monk was slapped on the head, smashed into the ground, and then Xinkong kicked him, like a juju, a volley, and was kicked out with the four monks behind him.

Xinkong had a nosebleed, and his face was extremely lazy. If the left hand is twisted, the person who twists it will definitely break the bones. With a wave of his right hand, the person in the swing spun and turned into a meteor. With a left kick, he broke several lower leg bones. Throw your right foot, oops, miss!

The mountain peaks and sports are all wide-eyed, usually drunk Xinkong, the old bastard who knocks them on the head all day long when they are stir-frying, scolds them for being idiots, and steals food after deducting his nose and doesn't even wash his hands, it turns out that his martial arts are so high!

Over the past year, the two of them, Shanfeng and Sports, secretly practiced martial arts every day, often thinking that they had achieved great success, and wanted to sneak down the mountain several times to find someone to compete. Behind closed doors, they naturally thought that they had learned very well, but when Shanfeng defeated sports with that set of "braised beef noodles", they realized how ridiculous their ideas were, and what they had learned for a year was meaningless.

And now, seeing that Xin Idling had already thrown out more than a hundred monks who wanted to rush into the back kitchen in an instant. Moreover, all the moves that Shinkong guy used were so familiar and so simple!

Every trick of Xinkong, they are so familiar that they can't be more familiar with it, and they even think that this is Xinkong's intention. Because all the techniques used by Shinkong are all copies of the actions of stir-frying!

"Minced eggplant!"

"Ssangyong Hui Haitang!"

"It's Baihua Tofu! It's still salty!"

"Oh, this is the fried rice with eggs and eggs in the mountains and rivers that bloom as they wish!" the mountain peaks and sports exclaimed, chanting the names of the dishes one by one.

And for those monks who were carried away by the temptation of food, the names of the dishes reported by the two of them were like a stimulant rushing into their minds.

The throwing out companions did not reduce their fighting spirit at all, but only inspired them to want to get food. One by one, they were even more crazy, like wolves and tigers, and pounced on Xinkong.

For a time, the sky was full of demonic legs, vajra legs, upside-down meteors, great compassion fists all over the ground, Taizu long fists, guess fists, and Panruo palms attacked Xinkong in all directions.

Shinkong wiped his beard, and he was a little surprised. "It seems that this group of imps was really tortured by the two bastards of sports and gymnastics, and they just dared to use force in front of that guy in Xintian. Cut, this is like a Shaolin disciple. ”

Shinkong thrust his fingers into his nostrils, and the nosebleed miraculously stopped instantly. Then he saluted with his hands together, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand still had nosebleeds and boogers.

Suddenly, Shinkong's monk's robe swelled instantly, and his beard began to sway agitatedly. It was as if a small typhoon had suddenly formed around Shinku, and the air around him was constantly squeezing, spinning rapidly, and circling a pile of fallen leaves.

A flash of light flashed in Xinkong's eyes, and a majestic internal force stirred out, like ripples in the water suddenly exploding.

"The six forms of the Ka leaf are the power of the dragon elephant. ”

The two of them were completely blown away by the hurricane of this strong internal force, and the two of them were thrown into the vegetable pile in the kitchen with a snap. Just as Xinkong's internal force was about to hit the monks who were attacking him, an old hand pressed on Xinkong's right shoulder.

"Contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom, when he walks in deep prajnaparamita. Seeing that the five aggregates are empty, and all sufferings are overcome...... "Xintian has floated behind Xinkong at some point, holding a Buddhist bead in his left hand, and chanting the Heart Sutra on his lips.

Xinkong didn't look back, just bowed his head and bowed slightly, and followed Xintian and said: "Relic, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true when you want to do it." The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased......"

In an instant, his internal force turned into a fresh breeze and dispersed in the air. Xinkong put this time, they were originally attacking him just now, but the monks who were all shocked by his internal force stopped attacking.

The elder brother in the distance got up from the ground and meditated cross-legged. "Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness......"

I don't know if it was the monk who was the first to take the lead, and the monks meditated cross-legged on the spot one after another, chanting the Buddha.

"Therefore, there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, touch, no vision, and even no consciousness. There is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age and death, and there is no old age and death. There is no suffering to gather and destroy the Tao, and there is no wisdom and no gain. ”

Shan Feng and Sports have been in Shaolin Temple for more than a year, although they basically work in the backyard all day long, but they are also familiar with the Heart Sutra.

At this time, hundreds of monks chanted Buddha chanting along with Xintian and Xinkong, which was extremely solemn. The sound of the Buddha floated, and the bell rang, covering the entire Shaolin Temple in an instant.

The mountain peaks and sports climbed out of the pile of vegetables, sat on the ground and chanted: "For the sake of nothing, Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, the mind is unhindered." There is no obstacle, no terror, far from upside-down dreams, nirvana. The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, attained the three bodhisattvas of Anuttara. Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra, which can remove all suffering, and it is true. Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, Para reveal the truth, Para Sangha reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha. ”

"Revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, Bodhisattva Bha. ”

On the mountain peaks, they sang the "Heart Sutra" in the four great wonders of Shaolin that have been passed down from generation to generation, and the Heart Sutra is also the most widely circulated and well-known Buddhist scripture. The Heart Sutra is different from the "Yijin Sutra" and the "Washing the Pulp Sutra", it is not a martial arts mastery, and it is also different from the "Medicine Master Sutra" is a miracle doctor in the world, and the reason why he can rank among the four great wonders of Shaolin is only because according to legend, there is a manuscript "Heart Sutra" translated by Bodhidharma himself in the Shaolin Temple.

Therefore, the wonder of the Heart Sutra is only strange in its preciousness, and it is strange in the hands of the Bodhidharma Patriarch.

"Heart Sutra" actually has a wonderful use, that is, to subdue "demons". This "demon" is the inner demon in the human heart, so if the monks have desires, they will chant the Heart Sutra. Repeating it a few times can make people feel at peace and feel like water.

Xintian has not seen you for more than a while, Xinkong looked back at the peaks and sports singing in the kitchen, and continued to clasp his nose and said: "Regardless of whether Xintian punishes you or not, the kitchen will cease fire for three months." If you refuse to eat what we have cooked, then you will solve it yourself. With that, Xintian left.

And the hundreds of monks who wanted to rush into the back kitchen had already regained their consciousness by this time. After bowing their heads one by one, they left the back kitchen. As for those dislocations, fractures, and other injuries, they were naturally brought back by the monks of the Yakushi Temple who ran out of nowhere.

Although the monks of the Medicine Institute tried their best to hold back their laughter, their expressions completely betrayed them. They're obviously happy because they have someone to practice with.

The elder brother had already gone back to his room, and since he didn't have anything to eat, it seemed that he could only feed himself with gambling at night.

The mountain peak and the sports continued to chant the Heart Sutra until the sun set, and the two of them stopped, in fact, the main reason was that their legs were numb.

The two of them glanced at each other, and now they had seen the real Shaolin Kung Fu, although the Shaolin monks were not able to make a move in the end, and Xinkong only released a little internal force.

But that's enough. For the two of them, it was enough.

"Gymnastics, it turns out that this is the real martial arts!" Sports recalled that when the monks made a move just now, the chaotic martial arts and the on their faces.

"Yes, sports, this is real martial arts. Shan Feng was also envious, just now he and Sports were shocked by the internal force of Xinkong. This is the first time he has personally felt the word internal force, the masters in Old Man Du's story are all internal forces single-handedly, it turns out that Old Man Du is not lying.

The mountain peak's blood rolled, two nosebleeds rushed out, and one hand clenched into a fist. "Tomorrow we'll continue to practice!"

Sports is also learning to clench his fist with one hand and shout: "It must be." "Xinkong has already given them a revelation just now, the moves are all floating clouds, when your strength is strong to a certain extent, an ordinary move can defeat the other party even if it is a stir-fry action!

On this day, both the mountain and the sport got their own lessons. And Shanfeng realized why he wanted to learn martial arts, because for a hero, martial arts is just a means, a means that can hoe the strong and help the weak, and save the common people.

As for the "uprising" launched by the Shaolin Temple because of food, it is also recorded in the temple history, and the temple history calls this uprising the "food uprising". However, later this temple history was burned in a fire, so no one knows about it for future generations.