Time passed again like this, and a few days passed again, and this day was when Xiaolong was still training the colorless little monk in his spare time, but he suddenly saw that the three major monks of the empty news had entered his room uninvited, seeing that at this time the faces of the three people had a faintly excited look, Xiaolong had vaguely guessed their intentions in his heart, but even so, he was still silent and asked.

"The three great gods and monks are here, I don't know what is going on?"

"Mr. Li, my Shaolin has decided to accept your conditions, and then please immediately follow me into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to look at the classics, due to the restrictions of the door rules, and this King Kong does not damage the body and mind method is really important, so it is inconvenient to take it out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, please forgive me!"

Although this Shaolin's reaction was not unexpected by Xiaolong, he still couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and immediately stood up and spoke.

"In that case, let's go now!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect Mr. Li to be an impatient person!"

Seeing that the little dragon in front of him looked eager to try at this time, the empty monk and the others couldn't help but laugh for a while, and while opening their mouths to joke, they couldn't help but have a slight emotion in their hearts: The other party is still a child in his twenties, and it is only because of his identity and strength that people ignore it unconsciously.

However, seeing that Xiaolong was so anxious at this time, these three great monks did not dare to slack off. When even turned around to lead the way in front of the head, and the little dragon turned around and told Colorless not to neglect his daily homework, he followed the three of them out.

While walking all the way, the three of them quickly came to the door of the main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, facing the three big characters of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion written on the plaque above their heads, Xiaolong couldn't help but start to sigh more and more, after all, he came in secretly, and in the vague tension in his heart, he didn't have time to carefully figure out the mystery of the three big characters, but it seems that now. These three big characters not only look magnificent. And it is even more vaguely revealing a trace of compassion, in which the dragon flying and phoenix dance is faintly contained in the mystery of heaven and earth, so that Xiaolong can't help but be stupid when he looks at it for a while.

Seeing Xiaolong like this, the three of them glanced at each other. They all smiled at each other. There is a clear sense of pride in it. It wasn't until Xiaolong slowly looked away from the three big characters in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that the empty news couldn't help but say.

"Mr. Li is really a person who is destined, you must know that the three big characters of this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were written by the original Bodhidharma Patriarch. At the beginning, he saw that the way of heaven was lost, the people were displaced, and their lives were ruined, but he hoped that the monks in the temple could rely on the classics in this scripture pavilion to purify all sentient beings, so he wrote these three words with his own compassion for heaven and people!"

"Hehe!

Inadvertently, Xiaolong gently wiped away the tears left in the corners of his eyes, and then couldn't help but smile at the empty news behind him and said, and such a move fell in the eyes of the empty news behind him, but it made him feel more and more relieved in his heart, when he announced the Buddha name in a low voice!

In fact, when looking at this character, Xiaolong couldn't help but feel that his soul vaguely penetrated the layers of time and space, in a trance, he seemed to see the countless corpses piled up in the flames of the sky, and even faintly in the distance could hear the constantly sounding miserable howls, and in this background, a thin monk wearing a white monk's robe, his face was full of compassion, while reciting the scriptures to continue to purify the resentful spirit to the distant bliss, but he worked hard to write these three words, and then finally died silently with a body of flesh and blood。

Unconsciously, Xiaolong seemed to feel that he had become the monk, although the heart was full of grief and pity, but he couldn't do anything by himself, that kind of grief and helplessness was something that Xiaolong had never felt deeply, so he couldn't help but shed a trace of tears.

Seeing Xiaolong like this, the two of them, who were behind them, couldn't help but exchange glances with each other without a trace, but they could both see that undetectable relief in each other's eyes.

Originally, although the two of them were forced to accept Xiaolong's proposal to exchange martial arts due to the situation, they were always afraid that the other party would rely on Shaolin Jueyi to do evil and murder outside, if this is really the result, then the three of them may not be able to atone for their sins even if they die.

But seeing that Xiaolong actually passed the handwriting of the original patriarch at this time and had a trace of mystical connection with the patriarch's compassionate mood thousands of years ago, this is a miracle that Shaolin has not had for thousands of years. Maybe it was in a certain time and space outside the sky, that Dharma Patriarch was watching all this, and he had already recognized Xiaolong?

This made the three monks who finally made the decision couldn't help but feel a little comforted in their hearts, and immediately Na Kongwen didn't hesitate, stepped forward and gently opened the closed door, and then said to Xiaolong.

"Mr. Li, please!"

At this time, because of the inexplicable touch generated by the previous soul through time and space, it made Xiaolong can't help but have a solemn reverence for Shaolin, and felt that he has never been so small in front of the wide door, seeing the dazzling variety of classics in the hall, Xiaolong couldn't help but concentrate on it, and then stepped forward gently, his steps were so light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the immortal spirit sleeping in it.

And when Xiaolong walked into this hall, he saw a thin figure in the distance slowly moving over, and when he got closer, he found that it was an old monk, only to see that he was holding a broom that looked almost as old as him, and then looked at everyone present with a pair of dim eyes.

"Master, excuse me!"

Seeing that this old monk turned out to be the old sweeping monk who had more than one relationship with him before, Xiaolong couldn't help but have a trace of reverence in his heart, and then said respectfully to the other party with his hands folded, but under this salute, it was completely from the heart, and there was no falsehood at all.

Seeing that Xiaolong was facing the sweeping old monk of a scripture pavilion so respectfully, the empty news and empty wisdom on the side, The three monks of emptiness couldn't help but be a little surprised in their hearts, after all, during this period of time, although they didn't have a deep relationship with Xiaolong, but even if they were in the empty door, they were also countless people, where could they not see that although this little dragon was calm and humble on the surface, but in his bones he was also a high-minded and arrogant person, even the three of them had never received such a sincere respect from Xiaolong, and now he was facing an old monk who didn't even have a senior in the temple, but he showed such a respectful appearance, could it be that this old monk really had something extraordinary？

Thinking of this, the three monks couldn't help but look at each other carefully in a seemingly unintentional manner, but they saw that this old monk was not only old, but also had loose muscles and even his steps were extremely vain, as if a gust of wind was about to blow the other party down.

In fact, how did they know that Xiaolong's worship was not only to respect the other party's profound martial arts cultivation, but even Xiaolong vaguely figured out that even though he had never witnessed the cultivation of the Dharma Patriarch, even if it was different from this old monk, it would definitely not be very big, but what Xiaolong really respected was actually the other party's humble state of mind and his compassionate mind.

After all, with the previous epiphany experience in front of the plaque written by Bodhidharma, Xiaolong felt more and more deeply about his open-mindedness, and the vast and boundless compassion was what Xiaolong really admired in his heart.

"The donor is very polite!"

In the face of Xiaolong's courtesy, the old monk only smiled faintly, and then replied with eleven salutes, but seeing that the presiding officer Kongwen and Kongzhi were in front of him, he also bowed, and then said.

"See the host and the two firsts!"

It seems that the old monk's state of mind has really reached "colorless and phaseless" At the point where even if the emperor's relatives are beside him, he will definitely treat each other with courtesy like other ordinary people next to him, without any special features, and the three monks are obviously aware of each other's state of mind, plus from the time he first entered the temple, he has been guarding this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion until now, even if he does not have any seniority, but the three of them dare not slack off at all, the three of them almost saluted each other, and then said.

"Good work!"

"This is the rare book of 'King Kong does not damage the body divine skill', please take a look at it!"

At this time, I saw that the old monk had already taken out an antique thread-bound book from his arms, and then handed it to Kongwen and said.

"Mr. Li, this is the secret book of divine skills, please take a look! Due to the restrictions of the door rules, this secret book cannot be carried out of the main hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so please return it immediately after reciting it! Please forgive me if there is any inconvenience!"

After reading it slightly, the abbot couldn't help but nod slightly, then turned around and handed it to Xiaolong, and then said with a hint of apology. (To be continued......)