The front yard was already crowded with people at this time, and there were monks coming in the back. The senior brother stood in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, looking anxious, and kept pacing back and forth.

The group of monks below were also discussing, most of them thought that the emperor came to Shaolin Temple again, and a small number of monks speculated whether someone would have gathered five million taels of silver to go down the mountain.

A moment later, Shintian was late, followed by Tomoto the Temple.

When the senior brother saw Xintian, he finally smiled, and stepped forward to salute: "The disciple has been waiting here for a long time. ”

Xintian nodded, a hint of approval in his eyes. At this time, most of the monks below guessed that the senior brother had raised enough five million taels of silver and was ready to go down the mountain.

"Oh my God, five million taels, the senior brother is too good at earning, it's only been less than ten years. ”

"What's this, you have to know that the senior brother is responsible for the reception and organization of the tour group, and the oil and water are naturally thick. ”

The monks talked a lot, some were surprised, and more were jealous.

Zhiyuan took a step forward, and the group of monks suddenly fell silent. Zhiyuan cleared his throat and said, "Today is a memorable moment, physique! That is, your senior brother has raised enough five million taels of silver, and today is the day he will go down the mountain!"

When Zhiyuan really said this, the monks were in an uproar. After all, it was just speculation before, but now it's a real fact.

"The physique is a good disciple, as a senior brother he is conscientious, contributing his youth to the Shaolin Temple, and working hard all the time to make the Shaolin Temple the world's first tourist attraction. His success is obvious to all, and he has set a benchmark for everyone to learn. Everyone applauds him!"

The applause rang out, and the senior brother burst into tears.

Zhiyuan waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said, "Let the body say a few words." ”

The elder brother wiped his tears, very emotional.

"Hello everyone, today is destined for me to be a day that will be remembered for a lifetime. Before I came today, I couldn't believe I would make this decision. Because I thought I would never make this decision for the rest of my life. But I finally made a decision. The senior brother choked up, wiped his tears, and continued.

"Shaolin Temple is my home, and I have been in Shaolin since I was 5 years old. Now I am 29 years old and I have been in the Shaolin Temple for 27 years. Sometimes when I think about it, I can't believe it, 27 years, what a long time. ”

"I love Shaolin because Shaolin has taught me so many things, and it is the wealth of my life. Today, I will leave Shaolin just because I know that the Shaolin Temple no longer needs me, but my heart is always towards Shaolin. ”

"I'm gone, but you're still there, you must work hard for Shaolin! Strive to build Shaolin into the world's No. 1 tourist attraction and leave a name for eternity!"

The elder brother raised his left hand high, and tears rained down. It's just that the monks can see that the senior brother's face looks more like happiness than sadness. You see, the corners of his sad mouth are turned upwards in pain.

The monks all shouted the Dharma name of the senior brother, because the senior brother went down the mountain today at least told them that it was not impossible to go down the mountain.

There are many disciples who have lost confidence in going down the mountain and are ready to stay in Shaolin for the rest of their lives, all of them crying loudly, because the senior brother has ignited a fighting spirit for them!

"Please give me a hand!" the senior brother knelt heavily on the ground and kowtowed to Xintian on the ground.

The group of monks suddenly fell silent, because they knew that Xintian was about to relieve the acupoints of the body. It turned out that when every Shaolin disciple implemented the martial arts ring, he was sealed by Xintian with a demon finger to seal his internal force.

The Demon Sealing Finger is one of the seventy-two stunts, ranking fourth. The power is extremely domineering, and it is one of the rare martial arts in the world. Once the Demon Sealing Finger is injected into the body, it will block several major points in the human body. Several major acupoints are arranged right on top of the two veins of the human body, that is, the person who has cast the Sealing Demon Finger cannot use the internal force.

This is also the key to why the monks of Shaolin Temple did not resist together, because they have no internal strength, and they have empty moves. Even 100 people have no chance of winning against Shang Xintian.

Xintian looked at his body and looked cold. He walked behind his physique, flicked his sleeve and held out his thumb.

The monks all held their breath and watched with their eyes firmly on it. After all, no one had raised enough five million taels to cross the mountain before, so they didn't know if Xintian would really fulfill his promise.

And the pilgrims who worshiped Buddha in the middle of the group of monks also saw this situation for the first time, and stretched their necks one by one to watch the excitement. It's been ten years, and finally there's someone going down the mountain. A long time ago, there were also pilgrims who thought that Shaolin Temple could not practice martial arts was nonsense, and then they gradually believed it, but they didn't expect to see a person who could go down the mountain today, and it could be regarded as seeing a strange scene.

The kneeling elder brother was sweating profusely, he was not afraid, but nervous, and his feet were a little numb. If you want to ask why, you are watched by hundreds of people kneeling on the ground motionless, and you are numb when you kneel.

Xintian's thumb pressed on the back of Senior Brother's neck, and a domineering internal force rushed into Senior Brother's body. The senior brother almost cried out in pain, but he gritted his teeth and held on, and his whole body trembled.

Offstage, in the crowd, someone looked at this extremely familiar scene and clenched his fists.

I don't know how long it took, Xintian withdrew his hand, and the senior brother was already sweating profusely. Xintian looked at the group of monks in the stand, and then said to the senior brother: "You are very good. Then leave.

And Zhiyuan of the prison temple took a step forward and said to the audience: "The ceremony has been completed, and there will be no more physical fitness in Shaolin Temple from now on." Wang Jian, the original agreement has been completed, everything you have has been returned to you, and you have nothing to do with Shaolin since then. Go down the mountain. ”

Wang Jian waited until Zhiyuan also left, and then stood up from the ground tremblingly. He moved his hands and feet, and then laughed.

He felt the familiar internal force flowing through his body again.

"Master Xie is complete!" Wang Jian bowed deeply in the direction where Xintian left, and then shouted to the group of monks in the audience: "Senior disciples, come on!"

The monks in the audience saw Wang Jian's smiling face and knew that Xin Tianzhen had lifted the sealing finger, and they were all happy for Wang Jian.

"Senior brother, we will miss you!" the monks cheered.

"I'll miss you too!" Wang Jian replied, tears falling again. And the pilgrims who watched the play also began to applaud him, although some people didn't understand it, anyway, they just applauded.

It was only then that Shanfeng came back to his senses. "Hey, how much silver is a tael of gold?" It turned out that Shanfeng had already calculated that a million small pills were five million taels, but he remembered that he didn't know how much silver a tael of gold was equal to, and of course, he couldn't count how many small pills he could buy for ten taels of gold.

Looking at the cheering monks around him, as well as the senior brother crying loudly on the stage, Shanfeng scratched his head in puzzlement. "What's going on?"

Zhiyuan came back at this time, handed a backpack to Wang Jian, and then patted Wang Jian on the shoulder. "Wang Jian, I wish you a smooth journey. ”

Wang Jian was already crying hoarsely at this time, he hugged Zhiyuan and said, "Thank you, uncle." ”

Zhiyuan also left tears, Wang Jian watched him grow up, and now he is reluctant in his heart. "Let's go, I'm not your uncle anymore. ”

"Okay, Uncle Shi. ”

Wang Jian waved goodbye to the monks, and finally walked out of the temple gate under the attention of the monks and walked towards the steps down the mountain.

"Senior brother, will we also go down the mountain like Senior Brother one day?" asked the guard who was guarding the door, looking at the back of Senior Brother leaving.

"Yes. The figure choked up as he watched the senior brother disappear on the steps. "No one stays in one place for the rest of their lives, unless you don't want to leave. ”

The body affairs recalled the words of the senior brother, and the tastes were mixed.

The monk who came with Shanfeng just now was about to turn around and talk to Shanfeng, when he found that Shanfeng squeezed away from the crowd.

"Hey, gymnastics. Your hands are bleeding!" The monk kindly reminded, but the mountain peak seemed to not hear it, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Hey, does he know he can't go?" the monk sighed. In the ten years of Shaolin Temple, the first one to go down the mountain has gone. And the only two who have come and not left in the past ten years, can they go?

Another monk on the side said lightly: "I offended Xintian and still want to leave, it's not so easy." ”