The next day, Zhao Xiaoyong woke up early, looking forward to going to Shaolin. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info wait until the flowing wind and they are ready, Zhao Xiaoyong takes Zhao Si and Zhao Cai to prepare to go up the mountain, while Ye Mingxuan's family is going to find a place to live.

Led by the flow of the limelight, Zhao Xiaoyong changed into a white dress and wore a hosta on his head, looking very handsome. followed closely by Zhao Si and Zhao Cai. They were followed by the other four guards. At first glance, it looks like the second ancestor traveling, which makes Zhao Xiaoyong feel like a high ya.

But Zhao Xiaoyong is very cool and enjoys it, but he has a little regret. Zhao Xiaoyong said in his heart: "It's just a fan missing." ”

The scenery of Mt. Shomuro looks good, with green trees and wildflowers everywhere, and although it is not deliberately designed, it has a taste of nature. There is only one avenue down the hill that leads to the Shaolin Temple on the hill.

Zhao Xiaoyong said: "The scenery here looks really good! Compared with Shaolin in the future, I am afraid that there are twice as many green plants, and the quality of the air is also very good." Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaoyong took a sharp breath of air.

After walking for a while, Zhao Xiaoyong finally saw the gate of Shaolin Temple. At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong was a little excited, just like a high school student passing by Peking University and Tsinghua University when he traveled to Beijing, and he was excited, and reminded himself to exercise restraint and calm down. When they came to the front of Shaolin, the group stopped.

Zhao Xiaoyong endured his excitement and said secretly: "Finally, Shaolin, which has a mysterious veil in all martial arts novels, is right in front of me, and I am about to become a master." Zhao Xiaoyong began to think crankily.

At this time, the little monk guarding the door saw Zhao Xiaoyong and his party walking over slowly, and said with his hands folded: "Several donors, if you want to enter the incense, please enter the main hall in front of the door, and some of the other side halls are not open to the public." If the benefactor wants to play in the temple, please make sure that you are accompanied by a monk in the temple, as you may be expelled from the temple if you enter the forbidden area. ”

The little monk looked eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a gray monk's robe. A brain gate is on top of the head. The eyebrows are very thin, and he has a smiling face that looks good-tempered. Looking at this, you can see why Shaolin sent him to pick up pilgrims. The body looks sturdy, and it is estimated that he has practiced martial arts.

At this time, Liushuang said in his loud voice: "Presumptuous, Jia,,, our young master came to Shaolin, and he didn't go to ask your abbot to come out to greet him." Liushuang originally wanted to talk about the son of King Jia, but when he set off, Zhao Xiaoyong said that he was outside, don't mention the affairs of the palace, so when the word Wang hadn't shouted out, Liushuang changed his words.

At this time, the little monk was in a daze after hearing Liushuang's words, and he didn't know what to do.

Liushuang saw that the little novice didn't move, and then said: "You won't let us find the abbot in person, right? As he spoke, Liushuang rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to stage a full martial arts.

Zhao Xiaoyong hurriedly said: "Frost, stop." Don't be rude outside the Shaolin Temple. After hearing this, Liushuang glanced at Zhao Xiaoyong, and saw that Zhao Xiaoyong was very serious, so he put down his fist and flattened his sleeves again.

Zhao Xiaoyong shook his head and said to Liushuang: "What kind of memory do you have? When you visit the temple, you have to go to the worship post first, and the little master doesn't know who we are, how can we report it? You see that the little master is startled." ”

Then, Zhao Xiaoyong turned his head and smiled at the little monk again, and said, "Little master, I'm sorry, my guard is very anxious, I'm here to compensate you to him." We have a prayer post, so you can give it to the abbot. Thank you. ”

At this time, Liushuang took out the prayer note from his arms, stepped forward, and handed the prayer note to the little monk. The little monk sighed, took the post and said, "Donors, the little monk go and try it, I don't know if the abbot is willing to see you." With that, he turned around and entered the temple, and after a while, a little monk stood there.

It is estimated that the little monk knew the purpose of Zhao Xiaoyong and his party, so he did not come up to say anything to Zhao Xiaoyong. Zhao Xiaoyong was waiting outside the Shaolin Temple. Liushuang also muttered: "Shaolin's group of bald donkeys is such a big show." Let me, no, the young master wait at the door. Zhao Xiaoyong looked at Liushuang helplessly and shook his head.

It is said that the little monk took the prayer post and walked all the way to the Daxiong Treasure Hall. At this time, Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci had just finished today's morning class and was talking to his junior brother Damo Academy's first Xuan Nan. At this time, the little monk walked in with a prayer post.

Seeing this, Xuan Ci's appearance is not bad, his beard is very long, and half of it is white. He has studied Buddhism all year round, with a compassionate temperament, plus a perennial leader of Shaolin, and a leader's temperament.

Xuan Ci stopped talking, turned his head to face the little monk, and said solemnly: "False name, you are not good at entertaining pilgrims, what are you doing here?"

It turned out that the little monk's name was false, but it was a good name. If Zhao Xiaoyong heard it, he wouldn't laugh and have a cup of tea.

The name of the void folded his hands, and the abbot bent down slightly and said: "Just now, a group of people came from outside the temple, and asked me to hand this prayer post to the abbot." After finishing speaking, he stretched out the prayer post in the direction of Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci was not too surprised, after all, as the abbot of Shaolin, he often had to receive all kinds of prayers. There are fellow martial artists, and there are also court officials. It is necessary to coordinate a variety of relationships on a regular basis.

Xuan Ci took the post, opened it and looked at it. His face changed slightly, but he soon returned to his usual appearance. Xuan Ci first said to the false name: "False name, you first bring those donors to the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall." ”

After hearing this, he said hello. He bowed to the abbot again and turned to leave.

At this time, Xuan Ci held up the prayer post and said to Xuan: "Senior brother, do you know whose worship post this is?"

Xuan Nan thought about it, shook his head and said, "Senior brother, I can't guess. You've received so many prayers before, how can I guess. But I think it's not a good thing. I saw that Senior Brother, your face changed a little, with your years of state of mind cultivation, you can't control it, I think it should be a big deal. ”

Xuan Ci smiled and said, "It is indeed a big deal, a message sent by Zhao Xiaoyong, the son of King Jia." ”

After hearing this, Xuan Nan frowned and said, "The son of King Jia, what is he doing in our Shaolin?"

Xuan Ci smiled: "What else can you do? Our Shaolin is martial arts in addition to Buddhism." Do you think he's here to learn Buddhism or martial arts?"

Xuan Nan took a breath and said, "This is difficult, if it is incense, it is easy to say." If he is learning martial arts, who should teach him martial arts? If he has a conflict with other warrior monks, who should we help?"

Xuan Ci said: "If you learn martial arts, you will naturally always be a colleague." It's good to be able to persevere, but if you can't insist, let him leave the temple. It's not that we don't teach, it's that he doesn't learn. Jiawang shouldn't blame us. ”

Xuan Nan continued: "It's hard to do, it's hard to do. "It seems that it is more difficult than studying the martial arts of the Damo Academy.

After leaving the Daxiong Treasure Hall in vain, he walked quickly to the outside of the temple. False name thought: "Since the abbot wants to see him, it means that a few of them are not small, and they can't be neglected." However, the leader was still very polite to me. ”

When he arrived outside the temple, Liushuang saw the false name at a glance and shouted: "Little monk, the abbot is going to see us, right?" As I said earlier, if you put us in, it will save us from waiting for this meal. ”

The false name didn't pay attention to Liushuang, looked at Zhao Xiaoyong, stretched out his hand and said: "A few donors, please put it, and the abbot asks you to talk about it in the Dao Daxiong Treasure Palace." After saying that, he still didn't look at Liushuang. Turned around and led the way.

Liushuang looked at it and said, "Hey." "It seems like I'm trying to make trouble again. At this time, Liufeng kicked Liushuang's ass and said, "You fool, be quiet." ”

Liushuang saw that Liufeng kicked him, but he didn't speak, patted his buttocks, and followed Zhao Xiaoyong to the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

Walking on the road of Shaolin Temple, Zhao Xiaoyong's eyes began to look around, he wanted to find the figure of Xuzhu, he estimated that Xuzhu was about fifteen years old, and he was still working in the courtyard at this time. Look at the one who sweeps the floor on the road.

However, Zhao Xiaoyong's luck was obviously not so good, and he didn't see an ugly-looking little monk all the way. Zhao Xiaoyong smiled in his heart: "Xuzhu, Xuzhu, when I enter Shaolin, I want to get close to you." ”

When he arrived at the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he clasped his hands together and said, "Please wait a while, I will inform the abbot." With that, he entered the Mahavira Hall. He said to Xuan Ci: "Abbot, I have already brought the guests over. ”

Xuan Ci said to the false name: "Okay." Please Zhao Xiaoyong Zhao Shi Master come in, and the others please wait outside the hall. At this time, Xuan Nan had been chanting with his eyes closed.

False name nodded and said yes. After going out, he repeated Xuan Ci's words. Flowing Frost said, "Why are we outside? I'm going to go in too." ”

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyong took a step forward and said: "Forget it, the abbot let me go in alone, then I'll go in alone, it's nothing, anyway, you are all at the door." And the Shaolin abbot is opposite me, so there will be no danger. After speaking, he anxiously asked the false name to take him into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

At this time, Liuhuo said to Liushuang: "Actually, our names should be changed, with your temper, you can melt the ice." Why are you in such a hurry? By the way, you should be kind to other little monks, after all, the young master will learn art in Shaolin in the future, and the young master's senior brother is very important to the young master. ”

Liushuang patted his head and said, "Isn't I straight, I'm already changing, don't be so harsh." ”

Hearing this, Liuhuo shook his head speechlessly.