Chapter Seventy-Five: Guo Xiang Goes to Shaomu Mountain
No one knew how the three people who had nothing to do were killed instantly, and no one could see when Lin Langzhao made his move. It wasn't until Lin Langzhao and the others turned around and left that the shopkeeper came to the shopkeeper tremblingly, pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "The shopkeeper, die...... Dead man! Are we going to report to the police?"
"Of course I want to report to the official, but it's not what you think, when I report to the official, I will say that these three people burned, killed and looted, and the sword monarch Lin Langzhao took action to eliminate the harm in the name, and maybe he could get a few rewards!" The shopkeeper raised his head and said after speaking.
After a little turmoil, Lin Langzhao naturally took Guo Xiang on the road. is different from when he took Yang Guo to cultivate, this way, Lin Langzhao, as a master, was afraid that Guo Xiang would be wronged, so he stayed in the best inn, and looked for the most famous local food everywhere he went, not so much taking Guo Xiang to practice, but rather a happy trip.
Time flies, seeing that he is about to arrive at the Shaolin Temple, Lin Langzhao can't help but look forward to it, I don't know if the Shaolin Temple he is about to see will be the Shaolin Temple in his memory. How much of the rumored Shaolin seventy-two unique skills are retained, how many people can perform them, and whether the Jiuyang Divine Skills hidden in the Lenga Sutra are generally retained according to the original work. There is also the future master hidden in the Shaolin Temple, whether he will apprentice to Jueyuan according to the original trajectory.
"Master, what are you thinking?" Guo Xiang saw Lin Langzhao stop and immediately asked.
Lin Langzhao shook his head, shook the thoughts out of his mind and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I feel like I have more ideas along the way." Xiang'er, I don't know what you think along the way?"
Guo Xiang frowned, although every time this girl thought about it, she would look very serious, but this time when Lin Langzhao looked at Guo Xiang, he found that this girl had some worry on her face. Lin Langzhao didn't know what his apprentice was worried about, but as a master, he definitely wanted to solve problems for his apprentice, so he asked, "What is Xiang'er's trouble?"
Guo Xiang nodded: "Master, along the way, people in many places are living happily, with the most beautiful scenery and the best food! Of course, there are some places like our Xiangyang, why did the Mongols attack the Great Song Dynasty, did they have to be satisfied with the blood and the people were miserable?"
"Master, when do you say that Xiangyang City will be as peaceful as Yangzhou, so that my father and mother will no longer have to worry about the Mongols attacking, and Brother Yang and Senior Brother will no longer have to work for the people of the world. There are so many people in these rivers and lakes, they are really too hard compared to these people, unrestrained and happy, this is the life they should have!"
Lin Langzhao was stunned, Guo Xiang's words immediately made him a little distracted, he never thought that Guo Xiang, who had always been carefree, would think so much. Secretly saying the early wisdom of his apprentice in his heart, Lin Langzhao immediately had a smile on his face, and squatted down to look at Guo Xiang.
"I thought you wouldn't think about so many things, but I didn't expect that my apprentice was smart, and he had the world in mind, and he had the chivalrous heart in your father's heart, which is good. But the things of the world, but not your little girl worried can be solved, if these things need to be borne by you, then the years of hard work of the teacher and your brothers and sisters are not in vain, you are the disciple of the teacher, even if it is a major event in the world, you only need to stand behind the teacher. Leave the rest to the teacher. ”
Guo Xiang couldn't help but think of the incident in Yangzhou Zuiyue Building when he heard this, and then smiled lightly and nodded seriously, Lin Langzhao got up with a smile, pointed to the stone steps in front of the mountain in front of him and said: "This is the mountain road to Shaolin Temple, Xiang'er, you are a disciple of the teacher, and you naturally need to send a prayer post for the teacher, remember not to lose the courtesy." ”
"Don't worry, Master, Xiang'er will remember!"
Lin Langzhao smiled and nodded, and then continued to take Guo Xiang along the stone steps towards the stone steps of Shaolin Mountain, and soon came to the gate of Shaolin Mountain, and saw two stick monks in monk's clothes standing solemnly, guarding the gate of Shaolin Temple. The temple door is wide open, the smell of incense slowly wafts from it, and there are several sounds of knocking on the wooden fish, accompanied by the bell, which is particularly quiet.
Lin Langzhao has naturally seen temples, such as the temple where Master Yideng is located, and the Eagle Temple he saw when he walked the rivers and lakes with Dongfang back then. But no matter which one, there is no Shaolin Temple in front of Lin Langzhao such a strong touch, through the mountain gate can still see a few monks sweeping the fallen leaves, even so the season does not have a few fallen leaves on the ground.
"Master, the ground is so clean, why do they still sweep it?" asked Guo Xiang suspiciously.
Lin Langzhao smiled when he heard this: "There is a saying in Buddhism: 'Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform.'" There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. It's just that although this truth is simple, it is difficult to do, so how many people in the world can achieve such a state? The human heart is like a state, and it is inevitable that the dust will be stained so that you can not see clearly, so that you can make your heart like a mirror, so that it is easier to understand the Buddha's principles. ”
"What the donor said is extremely true, I don't know why the two donors came to my Shaolin Temple?" asked the stick monk on the left with his hands folded towards Lin Langzhao Yingying.
When Guo Xiang saw it, he immediately stepped forward and sent the prayer post in his hand to the stick monk, and then he also folded his hands and said: "The master has long admired Shaolin Zen theory, so he wants to see the masters in Shaolin Temple and discuss Buddhism." ”
The warrior monk turned to the post, and after opening it, he took a closer look, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and then he hurriedly folded his hands in return, and then ran in without looking back.
Lin Langzhao and Guo Xiang didn't wait long before they saw the warrior monk trotting out all the way, and behind them were several old monks in red robes walking out. Lin Langzhao looked carefully, and saw that several people had an extremely subtle momentum, which was extremely subtle, and it was obvious that they had extremely strong internal cultivation! Especially the old monk led by the middle, even Lin Langzhao couldn't help but be secretly frightened by his cultivation, this internal strength cultivation can clearly compete with the Central Plains Five Uniques!
But think about it, Shaolin Temple already has the peerless secret book "Yijin Sutra" in the martial arts, as well as the legendary "Washing the Marrow Sutra", if you talk about internal strength, there are really not many sects that can compete with Shaolin. Unless it was like an open and easy school back then and the "Jiuyang True Scripture" that was still hidden in the scriptures. Thinking of Jiuyang Divine Skill, Lin Langzhao immediately looked carefully at the five old monks walking opposite, and sure enough, the first monk in gray monk clothes on the left felt a different feeling from others, and beside him, somehow followed a little novice, who looked quite white, but looked a little cringe.
"Jianjun came to the Bad Temple, and the old man and a few people were far away, and I hope that Jianjun will forgive me for the rudeness, Amitabha. ”
The five monks clasped their hands together, and Lin Langzhao naturally returned the salute with the same action, just looking at the little novice behind the monk on the left, Lin Langzhao couldn't help but smile and said: "Abbot Juehui doesn't have to be polite, I came here this time to ask you to ask the monks, and I also ask the monks to agree!" (To be continued.) )