The main personnel of the whole temple conducted urgent discussions, and finally came to the conclusion that they could not go.

Ming Chengzu Zhu Di was furious, and was about to send troops to sweep the Shaolin Temple, "Sai Zhuge " Liu Jing came out and said: "The Holy Monk is angry, if you move the Shaolin Temple, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the martial arts people in the world, which is not good for the imperial court." ”

"So what do you say you should do?"

"The slave is not talented, he is willing to go to the Shaolin Temple in person, know the reason, move it with affection, and persuade the Dafeng Zen Master to send troops, if he still insists on going his own way, this is disobeying the holy decree, the saint is famous, and the martial arts people can not take the opportunity to make trouble and plot against it. ”

Zhu Di was relieved and said to Liu Jing: "Actually, I don't really want to move the Shaolin Temple, it's a lose-lose thing." But that Zen Master Dafeng can't be the abbot anymore, in case he colludes with Emperor Jianwen, it will be a big disaster for the imperial court, do you understand?"

Liu Jing understood.

When Liu Jing came to Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Dafeng was already ready, he knew what Liu Jing was doing this time, and his abbot's position was not imprisoned, or not, for the sake of Shaolin Temple's century-old foundation, what did it matter if he sacrificed himself, let the abbot's position go out and travel all over the world, wouldn't it be good.

Zen Master Da Feng had a long talk with Liu Jing, Liu Jing still respects Zen Master Da Feng, Zen Master Da Feng is famous in the martial arts, as long as he summons, he will gather a large number of martial arts people, Liu Jing did not dare to make things bigger, patiently persuaded, and conveyed the meaning of the saint to him. Zen Master Dafeng sneered and said, "I am flattered to be so proud of the old monk by the Holy Lord. I can give up the position of abbot, but there is one condition. ”

"Please. ”

"The warrior monks of the Shaolin Temple Warrior Monastery are not the army of the imperial court, they can be sent casually, I hope that the saint can let them go, and don't let them die in vain. Besides, quelling the chaos is a matter for the imperial court, and the Ming army is now strong and strong. is invincible, even a small rebel can't deal with it, and if it is spread out, it will be laughed at by the world. ”

Liu Jing nodded and said: "This is natural, I will explain to the Holy Lord when I go back, but the Holy Lord has already issued an order, and the Shaolin Temple still needs to send troops, assist the officers and soldiers to quell the bandits, and establish miraculous achievements, the Holy Lord will definitely be rewarded, and bad things will become good things." As for how to get out. How much is out, that is a matter in the temple, and the court will not interfere. ”

Zen Master Dafeng looked at Liu Jing and asked, "What is the Holy Lord going to do with the old monk?"

Liu Jing replied: "The master is an old-timer of Shaolin Temple, highly respected, the saint has long been fond of you, and has prepared a meditation room for the master in the capital, please go over and continue to be the host, and the master can also be where the morning bell and dusk drums, and live for the rest of the day." ”

"Put me under house arrest in disguise. ”

"Whatever you want to understand. The Holy One not killing you is already the best reward for you. ”

Zen Master Dafeng sighed lightly and said, "Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen is already a wasted person, and the saint is still staring at him. No wonder people say that the most ruthless is the emperor's family. I'm kind of enlightened, so maybe. Just do what the Holy One wants, I'll go with you, and I hope you will be the talker. ”

Zen Master Dafeng left Shaolin Temple and went to the capital, and Zhu Di spared Shaolin Temple. Another holy decree, the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple assisted the officers and soldiers to quell the rebellion, and the specific number was arranged by the temple itself. The new abbot is called Zhixian Zen Master. It is also a respected old-timer, and the relationship with Dafeng Zen Master is very good, Dafeng Zen Master is to leave again and again, protect the whole temple of the old and young colleagues, practice behind closed doors, do not make extraneous branches, Zhixian Zen Master agreed one by one.

The Warrior Monastery sent a team of Shaolin warrior monks led by Zhou Zhi'an to prepare to go to the battlefield to assist the Ming army in quelling the rebellion. ”

Zhou Zhi'an shook his head: "How old are you, you are only sixteen years old, no." ”

Cen Fenghan knew that it was not okay to ask for a master, so he simply went to the abbot Zhixian and said to him: "I practice martial arts not only for self-defense, but also for the country's difficulties. ”

Zen Master Zhixian asked, "Do you think your martial arts have been practiced?"

"I don't think, as the saying goes, there is no end to learning, Shaolin martial arts are broad and profound, not a few years and decades can be fully comprehended, just say Shaolin Zhenshan stick, I have practiced for eight or nine years, and it is still far away. Practicing hard in a samurai monastery and participating in battles in person are two different things, and in the face of a real enemy, you have to die to be able to give full play to the abilities of a samurai, abbot, what do you say?"

Zen Master Zhixian nodded: "That's right, among these lay disciples of the Martial Academy, you are the most powerful, I am optimistic about you, and you will have a career in the future." This time I followed the Ming army to quell the rebellion, which was full of dangers, but it was also an opportunity to exercise my actual combat experience, and I agreed. But remember, you have to obey the orders of your master Zhou Zhi'an, and you must not act without permission, otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences. ”

Cen Fenghan and Master Zhou Zhi'an set off together, this time the Shaolin Temple Warrior Monastery sent fifty people, all of whom were martial arts monks, Cen Fenghan was the youngest, holding a mountain shaking stick, black and shiny. Zhou Zhi'an looked at him and said: "It's really like that, but boy, you remember it for me, this is going to the battlefield, real knives and real guns, and people will die." You have killed a mountain leopard, you have seen blood, can you kill people? Killing a wild beast and killing a person are two different things, the sharp sword pierces the bones, the horse hesitates, the blade and the blade burst out with sparks, the corpses become mountains, the earth is red with blood, like a nightmare. Won't you be afraid?"

Cen Fenghan still has the old saying: "Grandson will be afraid." ”

"Okay, good, urine, but you're not afraid of me, in case you have three long and two short, your old son Cen Weiyong can't find me desperately, saying that I have a personal vendetta. Come on, since you're here, follow the fire monk Anji, give him a hand, and we'll have to eat." ”

Okay, I pushed Cen Fenghan directly to Anji.

Cen Fenghan is really afraid of this Shaolin Temple Warrior Temple's fire master.

As mentioned earlier, Anji has a bad temper, but he is polite to the lay disciples, they are all some half-old children, and they can't be angry with them, and the well water does not violate the river water. Cen Fenghan usually has little contact with him, that is in the fourth year of the Warrior Monastery, Cen Fenghan usually eats meat at home, and his mother's chickens, geese, and pigs are not less, and when he goes to Shaolin Temple to quit meat, he can't eat meat at all, and he is uncomfortable, and he secretly goes up the mountain in the summer to catch a pheasant and hare and other small animals to roast and eat to relieve his cravings, as long as he is not caught by the master, it is fine. What should I do if there are no animals to catch in the cold and snow in winter?

That year, Anji raised a few rabbits in the kitchen, not for food, but purely for playing.

One day Anji went out to have something, Cen Fenghan sneaked into the kitchen and grabbed the fattest rabbit and ran out, picked up dry firewood and lit a fire to roast rabbit meat, and ate a mouth full of oil, which was very enjoyable. When Anji came back, he found that there was one less rabbit, so he was silent, and after a while, Cen was cold and hungry again, so the trick was repeated, and he slipped into the kitchen to catch the rabbit while Anji was not there, and was blocked in the house by Anji. Anji didn't actually leave, and kept hiding in the corner of the wall to observe, and Cen Fenghan just hit the muzzle of his gun.

Anji's face was flushed, and he stretched out his hand to fight, Cen Fenghan felt that he didn't resist at first, who knew that Anji would not let people be reasonable, and he would rise up at once, Cen Fenghan was anxious, and pushed him away and ran out, Anji chased after him, and chased him all the way to the bedroom, Cen Fenghan picked up the mountain shaker stick to meet him, and Anji sneered: "Boy, Mao has not grown up before he dares to fight me, the burning stick in my hand is not vegetarian, come on, come here." ”

The two fought together, Anji's burning stick pointed to the east and west, extremely flexible, Cen Fenghan's Zhenshan stick did not show weakness, dancing whirring wind, more than a dozen rounds down, Anji was unharmed, Cen Fenghan was miserable, his arms and thighs were hit several times, he still refused to admit defeat, and worked hard, he used all the skills he had learned, split and sweeped, turned up and down, and attacked continuously, Anji responded calmly, and it was more than a dozen rounds, Cen Fenghan gradually understood the advantages and disadvantages of the Zhenshan stick method, although this stick method is like the wind and unpredictable, but Anji has been in the martial monk for many years, and has long understood its routines, and he can't get any cheap。 Eyebrows for a week, suddenly changed the move, raised the stick to sweep first, and then carried the stick in the left lunge, seeing Anji approaching a waist left sweeping stick, Anji was defenseless, his body dodged over, the stick in Cen Fenghan's hand suddenly stabbed out like a spear, forcing Anji's body to squat down and roll out, Cen Fenghan was about to go up, and there was an angry roar in his ears: "Evil barrier, don't stop it quickly." ”

Cen Fenghan saw that it was Zhou Zhi'an who came, standing aside and looking at him angrily, Anji got up and patted the snow foam on his body and said with a smile: "Okay, good, the kid can concentrate the advantages of the Zhenshan stick and my burning stick together to flexibly fight the enemy, it is a manufacturable material, but stealing my rabbit roasted and eating violates the precept of killing, this matter cannot be forgiven, Zhi'an, you see what to do." ”

Zhou Zhi'an rolled his eyes and said: "Anji, I see that you are very tired from carrying water every day, so let's take a break first, how about letting Feng Han pick up water for you for a month?"

Anji nodded: "Just do it." ”

Cen Fenghan honestly picked up water for a month. However, he was not idle, he secretly worshipped Anji as a teacher, mastered the six-way method of burning fire sticks, and learned it well, Anji also nodded secretly in surprise, the kid is really a talent for martial arts.

went out to kill the thief today, and Anji also followed, did the soldiers and horses go first before they moved the grain and grass, with Cen Fenghan, he smiled and said: "I just lack a helper, you just follow me, it is their warrior monk's business to fight and kill, the sword and gun are ruthless, but they will not spare you because you are a child." (To be continued......)