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You Tanzhi glanced at Ah Zhu, the girl avoided his gaze a little unnaturally, tightened the clothes on her body, and said softly: "Ah Zi, it's late at night, rest early." ”

Ah Zi bowed his head, Ah Zhu slowly got up, covered the door lightly, and You Tanzhi smiled: "Master is enjoying his current life very much." ”

Stretching his waist, Ah Zi said with a smile: "Liao Guo and his party, I have killed enough people, I am a little tired of playing, it is good to rest." ”

You Tanzhi waved his hand and said: "That's not good, those who can work hard, I still need the master to kill a few more people." ”

Ah Zi raised his eyebrows: "Which sect?"

The corners of You Tanzhi's mouth were lightly raised: "Shaolin Temple." ”

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You Ju You Ji is in full swing, with the growing reputation of You Tanzhi, especially after the Liao State and his party, the entire beggar gang is praised, and Juxianzhuang is also rising.

"Hey, Senior Shan of the Iron Mask Judge, Daochang Li of Jiuhua Mountain, Elder Wu of the Beggar Gang, Zhao Zhangmen of the South China Sea, Mr. Li of Chuanzhong, Zhuge of Hebei Shendanzi, Little Orange Blossom of Station B。。。。。。 Everyone, I've seen you!"

Ah Zi looked at the people coming and going on the mountain road, rubbing shoulders, the accents of Liangguang, Beidi, Sichuan and Shaanxi, secretly talking about the strength of the Shaolin Temple, and there were many people in the rivers and lakes, so it was inevitable that there would be some quarrels. The one with a violent temper drew a knife in his hand, and the monk politely shouted: "Everyone, under the Shaolin Mountain, in front of my Buddha, please put down the nameless fire." ”

Some people were furious, just looked at the monks and soldiers all over the mountain, snorted a few times, and did not say more, followed the monk to cross the mountain gate, halfway up the mountain pavilion, and came to the treasure hall in front of the Buddha.

In the distance, dozens of horsemen suddenly came, and some knowledgeable shouted: "It's the hero of the beggar gang who has arrived." ”

"It's Joe's gang leader. ”

"Elder Xi has also arrived. ”

Seeing that at noon, the heroes and heroes gathered more and more, and the three generations of disciples of Shaolin Temple Xuanhuixu had made friends, and everyone was noisy and chatting happily.

At this time, when Dangdang, the bell rang three times, the sound spread for ten miles, everyone was silent, Xuan Ci took the Xuan Xuan pain behind him, Xuan Sorrow and Xuan Bitterness, eh, it was really painful to be a monk.

Walking through the square and bringing his fellow disciples to the front of the hall, Xuan Ci shouted: "Old man Xuan Ci would like to thank you for your busy schedule, rushing to Shaomu Mountain to preside over martial arts justice!"

Everyone replied one after another: "The abbot is too polite. ”

"Gusu Murong has done a lot of evil, so we should denounce it. ”

Xuan Ci nodded slightly, and at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Martial arts justice? Amitabha, the old man wants to ask, is your Shaolin Temple righteous?"

More than 1,000 Shaolin monks were furious, and followed the prestige, it turned out to be an old monk with a short stature and white beard, Xuan Ci was stunned, and then bowed: "It turned out to be a person from the sacred mountain of Qingliang Temple, rude and rude!"

Ah Zi was a little surprised, this old monk has not had a seizure until now, no wonder he has been able to hold it in Qingliang Temple for sixty years, and the people on the sacred mountain are expressionless: "Don't worry, these are Master Guanxin of Daxiangguo Temple in Kaifeng Prefecture, Master Daoqing of Jiangnan Pudu Temple, Master Juexian of Lushan Donglin Temple and Master Rongzhi of Chang'an Jingying Temple." ”

The monks have seen it one by one, these monks value Buddhism and light martial arts, some heroes and heroes do not know their names and surnames, and they sneered secretly, and someone next to them said: "The people on the sacred mountain of Qingliang Temple, and the abbot of Shaolin Xuanci are called "descending the dragon" and "Fuhu" two arhats, not to be underestimated!"

The people on the sacred mountain were stunned, embarrassed, and had the majesty of the Red Meng Pavilion, and everyone didn't dare to whisper anymore, so he said: "This is Zheluo Xing, a great virtuous monk from Tianzhu." ”

It was a bearded monk with a high nose and blue eyes, curly hair, and a very tall figure, and Zheluo Xing saluted and said: "Shaolin Temple is so big, so many old ...... Old monks, middle monks, young monks, and many men and women. His tone is not correct, what "middle monk, little monk", is also a little nondescript, there are good things to laugh through.

The man on the sacred mountain frowned slightly: "Be cautious!" He was short, but his words turned out to be strange, and everyone couldn't help but be surprised, but he neither amplified his voice and shouted, nor did he use his internal force, deliberately to shock people's hearts, but he was naturally and naturally high-pitched.

The square was silent for a moment, and he continued: "Shaolin is neither a cottage nor an official government, why should the monks of other countries be forcibly detained? This junior brother of Zheluo Xing came to Shaolin seven years ago to pay homage to the lost scriptures, but he did not expect to be detained by Shaolin until now, and he is not allowed to return to his homeland, and he also asked several senior brothers and heroes to uphold justice. His last words were said to several monks from other monasteries.

Xuan Ci frowned slightly, looking at everyone's faces that were a little wrong, he sighed secretly, and then said softly: "Senior Brother Xuan, please also ask you to bring that Polo Star here." ”

Xuan Nan responded, and after a while, he brought a short and dark-faced monk, it was Polo Xing, he saw his senior brother, mixed joy and sorrow, rushed forward, hugged Zheluo Xing, tears poured down. The two of them spoke loudly and fast, I don't know where in Tianzhu is the dialect, and others can't understand it.

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Xuan Ci said loudly: "This Brother Boluo Xing, seven years ago, came to this temple, said that he wanted to get the true scriptures, the monks in the world are a family, and the temple is not allowed, how do you know that four months later, Senior Brother Xuan Xuan actually found out that this Senior Brother Boluo Xing sneaked into the secret pavilion of the Tibetan Scripture Building late at night and secretly read the martial arts secrets hidden in the temple!"

Everyone sighed in unison, secretly learning to transcribe martial arts cheats, which is the biggest taboo in the sect, but Zhe Luoxing shouted: "No, my junior brother said that he didn't peek at the martial arts cheats, and what he copied was just ordinary Buddhist scriptures." ”

The Venerable Divine Mountain continued: "Even if Boluo Xing secretly learns Shaolin's martial arts, what right do you have to trap him for seven years?"

Xuan Ci was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said: "If these martial arts classics are mediocre, what is the hindrance? But the content of this school's fist scriptures and sword books is subtle, and they are admired in the martial arts. ”

Everyone said in unison: "What the abbot said is reasonable. ”

"Shaolin martial arts, unique in the world, is indeed true. ”

Ah Zijin watched the two old monks back and forth, and the movements in her hands did not stop, after a while, she tossed and turned several places, and looked at the past noon, suddenly someone covered her stomach and said: "It's not good, which rabbit cub has released poison." ”

Goo dong goo dong, more than a dozen people fell to the ground in a row, and everyone was shocked: "Could it be that Gusu Murong learned of Shaolin's denunciation and came to the door?"

Qiao Feng shouted: "The beggars help the disciples to listen to the order, and they must not move without permission." ”

Abbot Xuanci was stunned, a little surprised, and hurriedly said to the junior brother Xuan Lin on the side: "Hurry up and treat the poisoned fellow martial artists, you must not hurt a person, pass on the disciples, keep the mountain gate and mountain road, and don't get away with any suspects." ”

The Venerable Master of Shenshan sneered: "Shaolin is really domineering, with a word of order, the mountain will be closed and closed." ”

Scripture Pavilion.

You Tanzhi walked leisurely, he let Ah Zi make trouble in front of the palace, and he didn't use the deadly poison, but with some poison that made people sour and swollen, the frightened Shaolin monks became frightened birds, otherwise, there was a disturbance here, and more than a thousand monks put up an arhat array, although he was not afraid, but there was no need for that.

When I came to the corridor, I saw that on the corridor outside the window, a thin monk in a green robe was holding a broom and sweeping the floor with a bow. This monk is quite old, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, he has no strength, and he does not look like he has martial arts.

You Tanzhi looked at the faint yellow light on his body, and laughed softly: "Monk, how long have you been here?"

The old monk counted on his fingers, and after a while, he shook his head, and his face showed apologies, and said, "I...... I don't remember exactly, I don't know if it's forty-two years, or forty-three years, and the laymen came here to read the scriptures?"

You Tanzhi waved his hand and said: "I met a Nagarjuna Zen master in Huayan Temple in Zhongjing, Liaoguo, who said that there is still a realm of unity between heaven and man in the world, and I yearn for it, so I came to ask the master for advice. ”

The old monk smiled dumbly: "Heaven and man are one? ”

You Tanzhi was not annoyed, with a wave of his hand, the dust on the stone table dissipated, and he smiled: "But I don't know how many levels of martial arts in the world can be divided into?"

The old monk said with a smile: "This old man knows a little bit about martial arts, ordinary people practice martial arts, if it is a subtle martial arts, it should be a great success in forty or fifty years, and then go forward, it is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, in addition to boiling internal force, there is no trace of subtlety, but if you can cross the martial arts barrier or the obstacle of knowledge, you can enter another world." ”

You Tanzhi asked with interest: "I don't know what kind of scenery the other world is?"

The old monk smiled: "Martial arts is like the three realms of life, seeing the mountain is a mountain, seeing the mountain is not a mountain, seeing the mountain is still a mountain, ordinary people see things, at a glance, clearly visible, houses, trees, pedestrians, swimming fish, and then after crossing the martial arts barrier, the sight is more than a breath, different kinds of gas, different colors, such as the layman Baihui acupoint yellow light through the body, obviously the true qi is full, the internal force is infused into the eyes, flies, insects and beasts, every minute is present, all in front of you. ”

You Tanzhi was stunned, and then asked, "Does the master know how many colors the qi of the world has?"

The old monk shook his head and smiled: "Lao Qu is just a few ancient books in his early years, Luo Shu once said, there are cloud elephant people, Tsing Yi has no hands, in the west of Japan, the breath of the Son of Heaven, so as to ponder indiscriminately, the layman is willing to learn, and the old man does not hide his selfishness." ”

At that moment, he explained the meaning of the many colors he had observed in the past few decades, You Tanzhi suddenly realized, and after a while, he suddenly asked: "Master, there was a so-called innate master in the early years, is that so?"

The old monk frowned and said: "This is definitely not the case, during the Sui and Tang dynasties, there were many masters in the world, but the innate masters at that time were by no means the realm of the unity of heaven and man in the mouths of today's laymen, but the unity of heaven and man was much stronger than the innate masters." ”

You Tanzhi nodded, that's the same, otherwise during the Sui and Tang dynasties, the grandmaster walked all over the ground, and he was congenitally inferior to a dog, and the force was too amazing.

After discussing some questions, You Tanzhi suddenly asked, "Dare to ask what the master's identity was before he became a monk?" (To be continued.) )