Chapter 6, provoking Shaolin

Today, Mo Dumping Pond did not sit in a sedan chair, but walked. Although it is not as grand as yesterday's appearance, it is chic and elegant, and some people even sighed along the way: It is really worthy of the rise in the rivers and lakes in the past three years, so that the whole world is haunted by the famous and noble women, down to the chivalrous women.

Luo's four brothers escorted Mo Dump Chi to Shaolin Temple in front of the mountain gate when it was already more than half of the time, at this time the mountain gate was already crowded with people, not only hundreds of rivers and lakes chivalrous gathering, but also a lot of pilgrims and ordinary people on the mountain to look at it, at this time the Tubo national teacher Dalun Ming Wang Jiu Mozhi has been with the Shaolin Temple Xuan bitter, Xuan sorrow, Xuan difficulty, Xuan Du, Xuan Lonely, Xuan Pain and Abbot Xuan Bei and other seven Xuan Zi generation monks have talked about Buddhism and Zen, except for the abbot Xuan Bei and the first Xuan Lin of the Precept Academy, the other five people are defeated by Gu Ma Zhi in three words.

Mo Tingchi, who learned about these situations from a chivalrous warrior beside him, was slightly stunned

Below, he showed a look of surprise, but he was not surprised at all in his heart, if the Great Wheel Ming King, the first person in the Tubo country, did not even have the ability to do so, how could he have the face to come to the Central Plains martial arts to provoke him?

Although Mo Dumping Chi was reluctant to be conspicuous, he had already fallen into the eyes of many well-intentioned people when he appeared before the mountain gate, such as Murong Fu and Qiao Feng, who were now the objects of worship in the eyes of many people in the rivers and lakes.

The name of North Qiao Feng and South Murong is not in vain.

Murong Fu, dressed in a turquoise light shirt, stood in the crowd

He also stood out from the crowd, he glanced slightly, then turned his gaze and continued to watch the battle between Gu Mozhi and Shaolin monks on Buddhism and Taoism. As for Qiao Feng, who was standing beside Abbot Xuanci, his eyes accidentally met with Mo Tingchi, and he did not hide the look in his eyes.

A small novice standing beside him whispered in his ear, and Qiao Feng showed a look of surprise on his face, but quickly regained his composure, and then withdrew his gaze.

Many people noticed the ink pool, but the ink pool, which had always kept a low profile, smiled and shook his head at the heroes who wanted to speak, so in the end, the discussion between Shaolin Temple and Gu Mozhi was not interrupted by any noise.

Although this time I came to Shaolin Temple to promote the national prestige of Tibet and defeat the Shaolin Temple, the first major sect in the Central Plains, but with the seven senior monks of the Shaolin Temple, Gu Mozhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the first major sect in the Central Plains, and it is really extraordinary.

This is not that Kumazhi deliberately put gold on his face, he is a well-deserved Buddhist monk in Tibet, as can be seen from the fact that the people of Tibet call him the king of the Great Wheel. Before coming to the Great Song Dynasty, he also visited the most famous and noble temple in Dali, Tianlong Temple, although there are many wonderful monks in Tianlong Temple, but the only person who can enter his eyes is only the master of withering glory who will be over 100 years old.

For not succeeding in the Tianlong Temple did not find the six-vein divine sword, Gu Mozhi flashed a trace of regret in his heart, but he was immediately calmed down, and the matter now is how to quickly solve this group of Shaolin Temple monks.

He knew that even if he was evenly matched with this group of Buddhist cultivators, it would be difficult for the Shaolin monks to continue to debate the Dharma, and even if he won the painstaking victory, it would only make the Shaolin Temple lose face a little and would not achieve his goal. Therefore, Kumachi has made up his mind in his heart. He no longer talks about Zen entanglement, Shaolin Temple is famous for Zen in the temple, and famous for martial arts in the rivers and lakes, since it is difficult to distinguish Bozhong in Zen, then it is clear in the martial arts.

Gu Mozhi clasped his hands together, bowed to the Shaolin abbot, smiled, looked modest and admired, and sighed softly: "The master's Dharma cultivation as a senior monk is really admired by the little monk, but if this debate continues, I'm afraid it will be difficult to finish it in one day, even three days and three nights, how about a tie in Zen today?"

Abbot Xuanci held the staff in his hand, the treasure was solemn, and said with a smile: "The national teacher has a good reputation, and the profound Buddhism of the national teacher is really rare in the life of the old man. He knew that the Tibetan teacher in front of him was not good, but the monks did not speak, and Gu Mozhi's thorough understanding of Buddhism was so high that it was rare in his life.

"The master praised falsely, falsely praised. Gu Mozhi smiled and shook his head, then turned around and glanced at the onlookers behind him, some of them had bright eyebrows, and fell into a daze by the excitement of the Dharma debate, and many of them did not like the Dharma and had fallen asleep. After sweeping his gaze, Kumachi took a moment to speak a word that raised everyone's spirits.

"In the past, when the little monk was in Tibet, he heard that the Shaolin Temple was not only famous for its profound study of Buddhism, but also famous for its martial arts, and was regarded as the first major school in the world by the martial arts heroes of the Central Plains. The little monk since he was a child in addition to Zen to study the essence of martial arts, and now he thinks that he has a little success, I heard that Shaolin 72 stunts are famous in the rivers and lakes, I don't know if the little monk is destined to see it today?"

The words landed, and immediately stirred and boiled the atmosphere that had just been as calm as water, and in an instant, the mountain gate was filled with a fanatical look.

Many people whispered that this Tubo national teacher was crazy and paradoxical, and he wanted to challenge the Shaolin 72 stunts. But even so, everyone was full of interest.

There are nearly 1,000 people here, and 5 or 600 people with great prestige in the rivers and lakes have come all the way to Shaolin Temple? Is it to listen to Zen? In addition to martial arts, who else can let many people in the rivers and lakes come to Shaolin Temple, a place where birds do not lay eggs?

Therefore, as soon as Gu Mozhi's words fell, everyone present was shocked physically and mentally.

Shaolin patriarch Dharma ancestor founded the seventy-two stunts famous for many years, such as the carp across the river of the martial arts practitioners are extremely reverent and curious, today to see how not to like?

However, as soon as these words fell, it was unexpected that a person actually walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Gu Mozhi, and the man arched his hand and said: "I have heard for a long time that King Dalun Ming is the number one master of the Tubo Kingdom, I don't know if I can ask the master for advice today." The voice was majestic and full of heroic and fierce spirit.

Seeing that person, everyone couldn't help but be stunned: What did Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, stand up for? Everyone was puzzled at first, but then many people had a sense of interest, and many people were even secretly thinking to themselves, Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, was strong in martial arts, and he didn't know which was stronger or weaker compared with the Tubo national teacher?

Jianghu people are like this, it's not about themselves, it's okay to shout loudly on one side, if you really let him really use the knife and gun, I'm afraid most of them will not escape the word, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, this is the most favorite thing for Jianghu people.

Things happened so quickly, Murong Fu, who was originally watching the good show of the Ink Dumping Pool, was stunned, and then couldn't help but look at the Ink Dumping Pool, only to see that there was no worry on the face of the Ink Dumping Pool, his expression was calm, and his smile was bright, Murong Fu couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Could it be that all this was expected by the Ink Dumping Pool.

Murong Fu stabilized his mind, and the two retainers who were different from Bao and the evil at his side continued to watch coldly.

"It turned out to be the famous beggar gang leader of the Central Plains martial arts, Bei Qiaofeng, who was wise and polite. Gu Mozhi smiled slightly, and said after giving a salute: "Qiao Gang Leader is strong in martial arts, and he is the number one master of the beggar gang today, how can Lao Wei teach Qiao Gang Leader?

Qiao Feng laughed and said, "Qiao Feng was originally a Shaolin disciple before joining the beggar gang, why don't you let Qiao Feng lead the Shaolin monks to teach the master a high move?"

Gu Mozhi shook his head without hesitation, looked at Qiao Feng and asked, "Dare to ask Gang Master Qiao, do you know the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin?"

Qiao Feng shook his head and said: "Shaolin seventy-two stunts are unique skills that can only be learned by Shaolin inner disciples, Qiao Feng is just an outer disciple, and there is no chance." ”

"In this case, then please forgive the old man for not being able to fight with the Qiao gang master for the time being, the old man just wants to understand the profound and subtle Shaolin seventy-two stunts, not to fight fiercely, today unless the Shaolin high-level admit that there is no one in the Shaolin Temple who knows the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, then the old man can fight with the Qiao gang master, so please Qiao help the master get out of the way, do not disturb the little monk to teach Shaolin master. After that, Gu Mozhi saluted again, and then no longer gave Qiao Feng a chance to speak, looked directly at the abbot Xuanci, and said: "Dare to ask the abbot, is it possible that there is no one in the Shaolin Temple of the world's first sect who knows the seventy-two stunts? ”

The words fell to the ground, like a muffled thunder, and there was silence for a moment.

Kumachi, who lowered his head and showed a look of regret, showed a completely different look from the regret on his face in his heart, shocked, shocked. The words just now were not from his thoughts, but what Mo Tingchi told him when he invited him to breakfast today.

"This ink pouring pool is so expected, you can expect that Qiao Feng, who has a close relationship with Shaolin, will come out to help, it seems that the most powerful person in the Central Plains rivers and lakes may not be North Qiao Feng and South Murong, but the ink pouring pool that is not obvious. "There has never been a look of fear in the heart of the Great Wheel Ming King, this time he is afraid not of martial arts, but wisdom, pointing out the wisdom of the country, and laying out the wisdom of all beings.

After finishing breakfast, Mo Dumping Pond was delayed for more than an hour before going up to Shaomuro Mountain, what was he planning in this hour?

Gu Mozhi has already said this, it has completely broken the plan of Xuan Ci and others, originally they discussed with Qiao Feng, the top master of the younger generation, Qiao Feng to teach the martial arts of the Tubo National Teacher, and they can advance and retreat freely, but now the Tubo National Teacher said that there is no one in the huge Shaolin Temple who knows the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin?

If the Shaolin Temple should no longer fight, then how should it gain a foothold on the rivers and lakes?

Abbot Xuan Ci stepped forward and sighed: "Amitabha, since this is the case, then Shaolin will learn from King Ming's high moves." ”

I had to fight!

Looking at the expected result in front of him, Mo Dumping Chi smiled slightly, his gaze intersected with Murong Fu in an instant, and then slowly moved away: "Murong Fu, Murong Fu, now you shouldn't have any doubts about my ability," muttered in his heart.