Shaolin, which has flourished in an all-round way since the Tang Dynasty, is hidden as the first trend of martial arts in the world. Its status in the rivers and lakes is incomparable, known as the world's martial arts out of Shaolin, is a veritable martial arts holy land. And there is a legend that when Bodhidharma built a temple, with seventy-two stunts, the Great Day Rulai Sutra and the I Ching tendon as the head, no one in the world to resist.

Pan Dao and Qiao Feng stood at the foot of Shaomu Mountain and looked at the Buddhist temple on the mountainside, and their hearts were excited. There was a leisurely chanting in the distance, which made people's hearts quiet a lot at once, as if the disputes between the rivers and lakes were far away, and a qiē became peaceful and peaceful.

Pan Dao lifted his spirits, restrained his sigh, and then looked at Qiao Feng, only to see that the other party was already full of light, "Gang Master Qiao, let's go." Qiao Feng nodded, and he also appreciated Pan Daoneng's sobriety in such a hurry, but he didn't say much.

Qiao Feng walked forward and began to climb along the road up the mountain, Pan Dao followed, both of them were self-generated, and they had no effect on such a mountain road, and soon came to the front of the mountain gate.

Although it is already winter, the scenery is still infinite. Shaolin stands majestically, glowing brightly, and there are already several monks waiting at its door, and when they see Pan Dao and Qiao Feng appearing, they instantly greet them.

"Distinguished guests come to the door, and they are not welcomed. The old monk headed by the head clasped his hands together, and the etiquette was solemn. Pan Dao and Qiao Feng couldn't help but be stunned, but they quickly reacted, no matter how the other party knew that they would come up the mountain, their own etiquette should be sufficient. Pan Dao also clasped his hands together, "Master, it's polite." ”

After Qiao Feng finished his salute, he looked at the old monk and asked, "Master Xuanci, it seems that you have known about our arrival for a long time, and you are not surprised at all, but you are waiting here in advance, I wonder if the master can solve my doubts?"

Pan Dao looked at Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci's expressions, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask in person. Just pay attention to the conversation between the two.

Qiao Feng said, "I, Qiao Feng, think that even if I am not very good at martial arts, I will not be so careless, is it still clear whether someone is following me or not?" He stared at Xuan Ci's eyes, showing what he could see.

Xuan Ci laughed, his white eyebrows and long beard trembled, and he had the aura of a high monk, "This matter is too mysterious, but my Shaolin abbot and the monk calculated that there are distinguished guests coming to the door today, so I and a few other brothers and sisters are just waiting here in advance." ”

Qiao Feng's expression changed. His eyes sparkled, but he didn't ask any more, as if he believed it. In fact, some metaphysical scholars can indeed see through a trace of the future, and Qiao Feng also knows that martial arts practice is extreme, and if he opens the Tianyan Pass, he can also see the future from afar.

Pan Dao's face was ugly when he heard this, if things are really as Xuan Ci said, then there must be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Shaolin, which is even more difficult than imagined. What's even more terrifying is in case I realized that I knew the purpose of my coming. So can you still realize your plan?

Xuan Ci was silent, he proclaimed the Buddha's name, and just glanced at Pan Dao and Qiao Feng, and led the way forward by himself. I don't care much about their mentality, what they think or do.

Pan Dao walked behind him, staring at his back silently, but the information about Xuan Ci in his mind was quickly recalled. Xuan Ci. The abbot of Shaolin, the father of Xuzhu, the leading brother of the year. He didn't do anything in himself, and later isolated himself in front of the heroes for the sake of Shaolin Qingfa, which is an atypical passerby. But he played a lot of important roles, and the things that happened back then were the story of Tianlong that was caused after he was used.

'Shouldn't you remind him?' Pan Dao had a thought in his mind, but he quickly pressed it down and decided to go with the flow. After all, he was very worried, with the abbot of Xuanci, it seemed that it was difficult to be trapped by love, and he only had Buddha in his heart.

The road is not easy to walk. It's not because the road is hard to walk, it's because the heart is hard to find. Pan Dao has turned around countless schemes along the way, but in the end none of them have been adopted, for a behemoth like Shaolin, even people who have seen through the future, it is difficult to determine whether any of them have already seen the mystery of the first life.

"Amitabha, Master. The patriarch asked me to come and lead Pan Gongzi to the abbot's meditation room. The little monk saluted respectfully, and he stood in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the golden light of the sun faintly emanated behind him.

Pan Dao's eyes narrowed, and he quickly returned to normal, but he was shocked in his heart, who is this person? Qiao Feng was bold, looking at the little monk and said, "What a little monk, he is already an innate master at a young age. Looking at Xuan Ci and the others, he couldn't help but say, "Shaolin Temple is really the land of dragons and tigers, the head of martial arts, and the young man is really good." ”

Xuan Ci smiled, and he politely returned the salute, "Xuzhu, does the abbot have anything else to explain." Looking at the little monk in front of him, Xuan Ci's heart flashed with infinite joy, not knowing that he was his son, but because Shaolin had a talent.

Xuzhu shook his head, "The ancestor didn't have any other explanations, just asked me to come and pick up Pan Gongzi." As for Qiao Feng Qiao's gang leader, he is also from my Shaolin, you can go to Master Xuanku's place to talk about the relationship between master and apprentice first, and wait for Qiao Gang Master to calm down before talking. ”

Qiao Feng's face changed, this time he went to Shaolin, the last thing he wanted to see was his master, Master Xuanku, which made him very embarrassed. Led by filial piety, he is also in a dilemma in the face of the righteousness of the beggar gang, but now it seems that Shaolin has long known his intentions and took out his master to pressure him.

Pan Dao was different, he also looked at Xuzhu in surprise, and a word flashed in his mind, butterfly effect. You must know that Xuzhu in the original book is just a little novice, Shaolin internal skills have been practiced by him for more than ten years, and he is only a second-rate realm, and later he was passed on by Wuyazi and became the head of the free school.

But now, Xuzhu's status in Shaolin is obviously very high, and he has already entered the eyes of the abbot of Wu, and under the care of Xuanci and other masters, he has become a congenital master, and this situation has obviously been out of Pan Dao's control.

Qiao Feng calmed down, he glanced at Pan Dao and nodded at Xuan Ci, "It's okay, what should come will come after all." I'll just go and see my master, maybe he will give me a satisfactory answer. ”

Pan Dao glanced at Qiao Feng meaningfully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Xuzhu, lead the way." He bowed to Xuzhu with a good attitude, and it seemed that he was no longer guided by the novels of his previous life.

Xuzhu politely returned the salute, and the two said goodbye to Qiao Feng and Xuan Ci for a while, and turned to the abbot's meditation room along the Daxiong Treasure Hall, along the way, Pan Dao wanted to speak several times, but in the end he didn't know what to say, so he was silent.

"Is Xuzhu here?" an old question came from the room, and his tone seemed weak, but the people inside seemed to be sure, as if everything was expected by him.

Xuzhu saluted with one hand, and he said respectfully, "Yes, Patriarch." The disciple has returned, and Pan Gongziye has already been brought. "No one opened the door, the faint light shone in, and a stream of Zen incense wafted in, which made people feel refreshed.

Pan Dao was anti-guest, watching Xuzhu take the lead in entering, he took two steps forward, and suddenly, the door closed automatically. Pan Dao couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, the martial arts of the people inside were unfathomable, and they inadvertently dominated the entire room. (To be continued......)