When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I saw a huge stone tablet erected, and the poem was written: A hundred feet must be progressed, the world of the ten directions is hidden, and the jade elephant is solemn, and the four seas and eight wildernesses are dojos. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lu Xiaoyuan praised: "There are dojos all over the world, what a big spirit." ”

A person beside him said coldly: "You still feel bold when you set up your Shenglang Mountain as a Buddhist dojo?"

Lu Xiaoyuan turned his head and saw that it was a middle-aged man in a green robe, and seeing that his clothes were not from the Five Sects, he said, "Unknown senior's surname?"

The middle-aged man snorted and said, "I'm not a famous person, I'm an idle guest who asks me what my name is." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan said again: "What did the seniors mean by what they said just now? ”

The middle-aged man looked at the top of the mountain with cold eyes, and said: "Twenty-five years ago, the last sentence of this Buddhist poem was "The top of the mountain is the dojo", and the monk Xinzhi took over as the head of the precept institute, so he changed the last sentence to the current text. Since then, martial arts has been eventful. Hey, hey, hey. Then he turned and walked away.

Lu Xiaoyuan said: "The world has become a Buddhist dojo, isn't everyone a monk?"

Su Wanling smiled: "It's good to let you be a monk like a nerd, so that you don't have to worry about other beauties when you see them." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan shouted: "When did I think about other women?" Turning to think that she was referring to her frivolity Song Yusheng, she smiled and said, "Although Miss Song is rude, she is also very handsome." The words changed and said, "But in my heart, it is not as good as you." ”

Su Wanling thought that he was insane that day, and almost killed Song Yusheng for himself, knowing that this was his sincere words, her pretty face blushed slightly. smiled: "Flim tongue, who wants you to curry favor." "But there was a burst of sweetness in my heart.

While the two were talking and laughing, they went up the mountain. The scenery of Junji Mountain is very different from that of Shenglang Mountain: there are many pines and cypresses on Shenglang Mountain, and the spring water is dingdong; Junji Mountain is mostly mulberry acacia, at this moment in the golden autumn season, the fallen leaves return to the roots, and the whole mountain is golden, which is also consistent with the artistic conception of Buddhism.

Cliffs can be seen everywhere, most of them hang a scene of waterfalls, the water is turbulent, like a large pile of ice and snow from a thousand feet high to the ground, the momentum is huge, like thousands of troops galloping forward.

Many stone carved Buddha statues, Dharma Protector Vajra, long-eyebrow Arhats, bhikshunis, or sitting or lying, different forms, distributed in the forest, waterfall side of the place, seem to be the tourists who visit the Junji Mountain. Compared with the vitality of Shenglang Mountain, Junji Mountain is a little more solemn and sacred, walking all over the mountain streams and dense forests, I didn't see many rare spirit beasts, only the occasional bird flew by, leaving a string of chirping.

The two walked around the mountains for two hours, and when they saw that the sun was about to fall in the west, they went to the Ronwu Monastery. The temple is located on the mountainside and covers a huge area. The two of them came late, and the five sects and other invited sect families had almost arrived, so the door was deserted, and the two old monks in their fifties stood like pines, one on the left and one on the right.

Lu Xiaoyuan stepped forward and saluted the two monks: "Two masters, hard work. The two old monks bowed together and said, "Chief, please come in." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan walked towards the courtyard, but heard the second monk say: "The female donor is slow, may I ask which sect the female donor is?" Looking back, the second monk stopped Su Wanling.

Su Wanling said: "I came with him, why don't you interrogate him?" An old monk said: "Xiaodao Changxian is a Shenglang faction. The poor monk saw that the dress of the female benefactor was not a saint Lang faction, but asked each other. ”

Su Wan Lingqi said: "Look at the costumes, according to what you said, if I wear the Shenglang Sect robes, you will let me in?"

The old monk said solemnly: "That's right. ”

Su Wanling and Lu Xiaoyuan couldn't cry or laugh. If a person in the evil path wants to blend in, he only needs to change into the clothes of the five sects to enter, and in this way, isn't it to hide his ears and steal the bell?

After a few words, Su Wanling was a little impatient, and said, "This girl doesn't want to play with you anymore, I'm going in." "As he spoke, he was about to enter.

The two monks each stretched out an arm, stopped Su Wanling, and said, "Female donor, please respect yourself." The true qi of her arms surged, shaking Su Wanling back a few steps.

Su Wanling said angrily: "Do you want to do it?" The two monks said in unison: "Amitabha." The disciples of Buddhism did not dare to provoke trouble with others, and hoped that the female benefactor would leave quickly. ”

Su Wanling's right hand was raised, and the flowers gathered, and with a delicate sound, they formed a flower whip and attacked the two monks. The two monks put their hands together, and the golden mangs came out from the cracks in their palms, gradually expanding, turning into two giant shields, and the flower chain hit the giant shield, and the giant shield did not move.

Lu Xiaoyuan was secretly surprised on the side: his yin and yang and combined shield may not be able to block Su Wanling's flower whip attack, the size of the second monk's golden light shield is two or three times that of the yin and yang and combined shield, it is not as good as the concentration of yin and yang and combined shields, but it can completely block the attack of the flower whip, Fojue Temple, as the leader of the righteous path, the origin of martial arts is really extraordinary.

Seeing that the frontal attack was useless, Su Wanling jumped to the side of a monk, and the flower whip shook out again. The old monk turned around slightly, and the golden light shield blocked the flower whip. Su Wanling stopped moving, with a coquettish sound, the flower whip rose, jumped above the old monk like a spiritual snake, and hit the old monk's bald head directly.

The old monk raised his arms, and the whip struck the golden shield again. The three of them fought together, and no matter how the flower whip changed, it was not as fast as the golden light shield of the two monks. The two sides fought faster and faster, and the two monks could no longer block Su Wanling's whip when they stood still, and began to move their bodies.

Gradually, the yellow-clothed old monk and the two golden light shields merged into one, turning into a golden light ball, and a gorgeous flower whip went around the golden ball, which was a great spectacle. The two monks did not mean to hurt people, but only blindly defended.

The three of them were fighting, and a gentle and pure voice sounded next to them: "Abbot, the old man is late." Ha ha. The second monk and Su Wanling stopped at the same time, and saw that there were a bunch of people on the left side in front of the door.

The first person wears a square scarf on his head, a light robe with a slow belt, a folding fan in his hand and a gentle and gentle face, but he is short and fat, and he has a slight fly in the ointment. Behind him were four female disciples, and in the back row there were men and women, the men were handsome and dashing, and the women were charming, gentle, playful, or cold, all of them were the posture of the Venerable Master.

When the two old monks saw the scholar, they were moved, and they stepped forward and bowed: "Mr. Chun Yu is here, the poor monks and brothers are derelict in their duties and are not well entertained, and I hope Mr. will forgive me." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan was beside him, and he was shocked in his heart: "Mr. Chun Yu, is Chun Yu Xin?" Chun Yuxin is the master of the Feng Ya Pavilion and one of the heads of the five sects of the righteous path. Immediately, he glanced at the crowd behind Mr. Chunyu, but did not find the jade-faced dragon slaying god.

Mr. Chunyu waved his right hand and said with a smile: "Where, where." The Dharma Protector Vajra Shield of the two masters of Guangming and Guangliang is really powerful, and today the two of them showed it in front of the old man, so that the old man could get a glimpse of the Buddha's divine skills, which was the greatest hospitality for the old man. The monks of the Buddha Jue Temple are ranked by the "good heart", these two old monks are the nephews of the abbot of the Buddha Jue Temple, and the two are good at defending the martial arts "Dharma Protector Vajra Shield", so they were sent by the Master of the Heart to guard the door.

Speaking of this, the three monks came out of the courtyard, the old monk had a white beard hanging down his chest, his white eyebrows were crooked, but his face was as ruddy as a child, and he walked lightly with a pitch-black cane in his hand. The crutch was only up to the old monk's waist, thin and hard, short and sharp, black and pure.

The second monk in the back is about the same age as Guangming Guangliang, and he is a monk of the Cantonese generation. Guangming Guangliang saw the white-eyed old monk, saluted, and the white-eyed old monk said, "No need to be polite."

This white-eyed old monk is the master of the heart of the Buddha Temple, and said to Mr. Chunyu: "Mr. Chunyu came from afar, all the way to work, I am not well treated, and I hope to forgive me." ”

He sent Guangming and Guangliang to guard the door, the original intention was to let the two entertain guests from each faction, as for guarding against outsiders, it was just a casual mention. The Five Sects of the Righteous Path and many masters of martial arts sects and families have arrived, and which evil demon outside the Dao dares to make trouble? But he didn't want Guangming Guangliang to be pedantic and entangled with Su Wanling, and failed to welcome Mr. Chunyu in time.

Mr. Chun Yu smiled: "Master Abbot is too polite. The old man is late, I'm afraid that the old man will be the last one among the five sects, right?"

Master Xinguan said: "Mr. Chunyu can come, it is an honor for our temple, late to come, early to come, the old man is welcome." ”

Mr. Chun Yu said: "The old man originally planned to be able to arrive in the morning, and he could also rub the Buddha Jue Temple for lunch, but I didn't know that something happened on the way, and it dragged on until now, haha, I saved rice and grain for your temple!"

Master Xinguan knew that he liked to joke, and he didn't mind, so he smiled slightly: "Mr. Chunyu, please come in first." Mr. Chun Yu walked towards the courtyard with his disciples, and when he passed by Lu Xiaoyuan's side, he asked, "Xiao Dao Chang is a disciple of Shenglang, right?

Lu Xiaoyuan bowed and saluted, "The family teacher's road number is Qinghua." ”

Mr. Chun Yu and Master Xinguan were stunned, and then came back to their senses, Mr. Chun Yu laughed and said: "Haha, who is my Tao, it turns out to be this..."

It was issued by the master of Xinguan, and the Buddha name was calmly and unhurried, covering the words behind Mr. Chunyu, and Lu Xiaoyuan did not hear Mr. Chunyu's comments on Qinghua. Master Xinguan said: "The past is over, Mr. Chunyu should not mention it again." ”

When Mr. Chunyu saw that Master Xinguan was obstructed, he didn't mention it anymore, and only smiled: "The old man lost his words." He looked Su Wanling up and down again, and said strangely: "I don't know who the girl is taught by?" He was watching the second monk and Su Wanling do it just now, and he couldn't recognize which sect Su Wanling's martial arts of gathering flowers as soldiers belonged to, so he asked.

Su Wanling pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "Why should I tell you? ”

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Chunyu's disciples were in an uproar, and the two female disciples were even more angry, walked out of the queue, and said angrily: "You wild girl is so bold, dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Chunyu of Feng Yage!" People are willing to say that we are grateful, but it is also our duty to refuse to say it, how can we do it with others at will?"

Lu Xiaoyuan said in his heart: "This person is really the head of Feng Yage. Seeing that he is easy-going and witty, it is not bad, but he does not teach his disciples, and his disciples are either arrogant or despicable. ”