Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Abbot of the Black Shaolin with a Kind Face
"Then please follow me into the temple to talk in detail. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Master Founder said.
Li Yun's two acquaintance monks, Xiao Shami, smiled, and followed Master Fangzheng into the temple.
Fang Zheng did not take Li Yun to his residence, but took him directly to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.
Entering the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the first thing you see is a gilded Buddha more than one zhang high, the incense burner in front of the Buddha statue, full of large and small incense, the green smoke is beautiful, and there is a sense of smoke in the whole Daxiong Treasure Hall.
On both sides are statues of Bodhisattvas and Arhats, and dozens of Zen mats are neatly placed on the ground in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.
These mats were used by the Shaolin monks for their morning lessons, and now it is close to noon, so they are empty.
Only two o'clock the old monk sat there solemnly, and when he saw Master Fangzheng coming, he got up and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Abbot!" The two made a Buddhist salute.
Master Fangzheng nodded, turned around and motioned for Li Yun to come forward, pointed at Li Yun and introduced to the two old monks: "This is Master Li Shi, who loves Buddhism, and has come to my temple to ask for Buddhism, and I will hand it over to the two junior disciples." ”
Then Master Fang Zheng turned to Li Yun and said: "Master Li, these two are my junior disciples Fang Wu and Fang Yi, and they are also the first of my Shaolin Temple Bodhi Hall and Prajna Hall, and their Buddhism is profound. ”
Li Yun saluted the two old monks, and then followed Master Fangzheng out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.
As he was walking on the road, Master Fang Zheng suddenly asked: "Who is Master Li Shi from, the poor monk Guan You are so strong in internal force at a young age, and it seems to be the internal force of my Buddhist family, can the donor solve the doubts." ”
Fang Zheng is worthy of being a first-class figure in the world, Yue Buqun didn't even notice that Li Yun's internal strength was not practiced by Huashan Mental Method, and Master Fang Zheng could see it at a glance.
"Master has good eyesight, I really practiced Buddhism, which was taught to me by a white-bearded monk I met when I was a child. Li Yun admitted it very happily, but the source was casual nonsense.
Fang Zheng didn't care so much, smiled at Li Yun, and continued: "The poor monk just asked you who your master is?
"I said that you can't tell my master, if he knows, he will definitely expel me from the master!" Li Yun said as if he was scared.
"The poor monk promised you that the monks would not speak. Fang Zheng said.
"My master is the head of Huashan, Yue Buqun, so I don't dare to say, the head disciple of Huashan went to Shaolin to study Buddhism, do you think he will beat me to death!" Li Yun asked Fang Zheng rhetorically.
Fang Zheng turned the Buddha beads in his hand, and his face was smiling.
"But I did come to ask for Buddhism, and I have no intention of snooping on the secrets of your temple, please rest assured. Li Yun said solemnly to Master Fangzheng.
"I naturally believe this, the little donor is young and has deep internal strength, and the internal strength he has learned is not under my Shaolin mastery, so how can he covet my Shaolin martial arts, but the little donor asked for Buddhism this time Is there a problem with the internal force, right?" Fang Zheng still had that kind expression, but he downplayed the problem of Li Yun's internal strength.
"How would the abbot know?" asked Li Yun with a displeased face.
"Don't worry, don't worry, what I practice is the internal strength of Buddhism "Yijin Sutra", which belongs to the same sect as the internal force in your body, I can naturally feel it. It's just that it's not as pure as your internal force, but now your internal force is manic, and if you rashly cultivate, you will definitely destroy your foundation. The more advanced you want to practice, the more profound the Dharma you need, so the donor doesn't need to worry. Master Fang Zheng seemed to be afraid that Li Yun would misunderstand, so he explained to Li Yun in detail.
Li Yun looked at Master Fangzheng, there was never a second expression on that kind face, Li Yun didn't know what he was thinking, but the best way now was to listen to him.
Although he is Yue Buqun's apprentice, Shaolin doesn't seem to have any holidays with Huashan, and presumably the Shaolin abbot will not harm his junior.
"Then bother the abbot!" Li Yun said respectfully.
"Master Li Shizhu doesn't have to be polite, the old monk has one more thing to ask you, donor listen to me!" Master Fangzheng's voice changed, arousing Li Yun's appetite.
Li Yun secretly pondered to himself that the Shaolin abbot had something to ask for him, and what made him tempted by his own body! Money is impossible, everyone is a Shaolin abbot, and the invisible martial arts alliance leader is even more impossible. Then there is only one kind, color!!!
I'll go, Master Shaolin Fangzheng still has this hobby, and in an instant, Li Yun felt that Master Fangzheng's eyes looked at him with a feeling of hair. Do I want to obey him, but I'm still a virgin, if I give it to a man for the first time, do I have to regret it for the rest of my life, but I can't beat others, rather than doing senseless resistance, it's better to obey obediently.
The thoughts in Li Yun's mind turned over the river and the sea, endlessly. Master Fangzheng looked at Li Yun in a daze, he didn't say anything, Master Li Shizhu was stunned, there was no way, Master Fangzheng had to carry the lion's roar of Buddhism, and the sound of "Mu" pulled Li Yun back from his thoughts.
"I'm gone!" Li Yun said it casually after waking up, and he was embarrassed after speaking, he was so anxious, people must think that he was not pure.
After Master Fang Zheng calmed down, he said: "What happened to Master Li just now? Why didn't the poor monk say anything, Master Li Shi was like a demon!"
Li Yun felt that he was sick in an instant, embarrassed by the advanced stage of cancer, and there was no cure, so he could only settle in the ground as soon as possible.
"It's okay, Master Fangzheng, just say what you want! I'll bear it!" Li Yun patted his chest and said.
Master Fangzheng solemnly saluted Li Yun and said, "I only have one thing to ask for, and I don't want to blame the donor." I view the internal strength of the donor as my Buddhist practice, so the old monk dares to make an exchange with the donor!"
"What kind of exchange method?" Li Yun asked.
"The donor will write out this internal skill for us to observe, and the donor will choose two of the seventy-two stunts of my Shaolin Temple as an exchange. Fang Zheng said unhurriedly.
The two of them wanted to send me away, but I couldn't see it, Fang Zheng's face was black enough, although for Li Yun, this martial arts was just excessive, after all, in the future, he would travel through the major planes, and there would be a system lottery, and he couldn't get any martial arts.
But for ordinary Jianghu people, a good internal strength is the capital of their own life, and any person who comes to observe your internal strength, even if it is the abbot of Shaolin, this is a matter of principle, but what Fang Zheng said is still high-sounding.
But Li Yun is not an ordinary person in the rivers and lakes after all, change it, the fist has always been Li Yun's weakness, the Huashan faction has a Huashan long fist for the disciples to use to build the foundation, Li Yun can't look down on it, so he didn't learn it, and half of the Shaolin seventy-two stunts are hand kung fu, just to make up for their own shortcomings.
"Master Fangzheng allows me to think about it and give you an answer tomorrow, can you?" Li Yun said hesitantly.
"It's okay, the poor monk takes the donor to the meditation room!" Fang Zheng didn't seem to care, and walked in the direction of the meditation room with Li Yun.