The first year of Shenlong, 705 AD, Songshan, Shaolin Temple.
Above the Mahavira Hall, the statue of Sakyamuni stands in the center, with a majestic appearance and a solemn expression. On both sides of the hall, there are statues of eighteen Arhats in different shapes and lifelike shapes.
On this day, Shaoshi Mountain ushered in the first rain of spring. It should have been a prosperous scene, but because of the dense dark clouds in the sky, the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing.
The Shaolin Temple, located in the dense forest in the mountains, is particularly quiet under the wash of heavy rain.
In the Mahavira Hall, the abbot of Shaolin Temple met and stood directly in front of the Buddha statue with a serious expression. His eyes were slightly closed, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand, and he was reciting scriptures that others could not hear clearly.
Liao Yuan is one hundred and seven years old, but he looks like a middle-aged man. Except for the white beard that covers his chin, only a few wrinkles can be seen on his face from the corners of his eyes. But today, Liao Yuan
His brows never relaxed, which naturally made him look a bit older.
There are thirty-two eminent monks standing in the treasure hall, including the four elders of Shaolin Temple, the eight Dharma protectors, and twenty disciples of Bodhidharma Academy.
All the monks looked calm and composed. Only a few of them had a cloudy look on their faces, and they didn't seem to be in a happy mood.
"Boom!" The silent bells rang in the rain, echoing throughout the entire Shaolin Temple. This was the second time the Shaolin Temple rang at noon for more than 200 years. You must know that the bells in this temple are only divided into morning bells and evening bells.
Whenever something important happens, the noon bell will be rung, and the last time it was rung was a hundred years ago.
The ringing of the bell was bleak and trembling, mixed with the heavy rain, and was a little intermittent. It is said that when the bell rings in the middle of the night, the sky is filled with autumn frost, but at this time, the noon bell is even more mournful.
Liao Yuan's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the right hand that was shaking the beads stopped. The wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have increased a little. What kind of big event made this generation of masters so sad.
"Abbott, it's noon, do you want to bring that evildoer up?" Ben Chen, one of the four elders, put his hands together and asked in a low voice. His face was a little pale, and he looked as if he had been seriously injured.
Liao Yuan did not answer in time and was silent for a moment. When the third bell rang, he nodded and said in a low voice: "Bring Tang Yaotian up."
These words sounded a little uncomfortable, but the specific reason could not be explained. After a while, a sound of 'Ta! Ta! Ta!' came from outside, and only four monks were seen, pressing down on a young man.
Came in from outside.
The four monks had extremely serious expressions. Two of them used their dragon-clawed hands to clasp the young man's shoulder blades, and the other two used two martial arts sticks to hold the young man's calves. They were escorting him, rather than carrying him up.
What makes people confused is that in the face of so many eminent monks in Shaolin, they still use such a big posture to deal with this young man. What is he doing? And the only thing that is certain is that this young man should be who Liao Yuan said.
That Tang Yaotian.
This Tang Yaotian is about 1.8 meters tall. He is wearing a somewhat tattered green robe. His short black hair seems to have been reborn recently. His figure is a bit thin. His appearance cannot be said to be handsome, except for the slightly raised corners of his mouth and the slightly hazy but extremely sharp look.
The look in his eyes made people have to pay attention to him.
Tang Yaotian always had a cold smile on his face, as if all this was nothing to him. Sometimes his hanging arms would move slightly. It was obvious that his arms had been dislocated.
The four monks quickly pressed Tang Yaotian in front of Yuan. The monk holding the martial arts stick pressed his body down with his arms, and his knees collided with the ground, making a 'pop' sound.
From Tang Yaotian's slight struggle, it was clear that he did not want to kneel on the ground, but the four monks obviously could not do as he wished.
Ben Chen put his hands together and stood next to Tang Yaotian. His eyes were filled with extremely strong anger and he said in a deep voice: "Tang Yaotian, do you know your guilt?"
Tang Yaotian raised his eyebrows, with an unruly expression, and said with a chuckle: "Crime? What is sin?"
Ben Chen's expression was stiff, he pointed angrily at Tang Yaotian and shouted: "How many bad things have been done in this year, don't you know? Now in the world, you have been classified as a scum of my Shaolin, and you are a shame to my Shaolin!"
Tang Yaotian couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you angry at me? The Buddha said that regardless of whether it is good or evil, all thoughts in the heart are sins. Only when all thoughts are extinguished can one escape from life and death and be free from sins.
.In this case, you have become a guilty person."
After saying this, there was silence in the palace. The emotional monks just now were trying their best to calm down, but the more they were like this, the more unnatural they looked.
Seeing this situation, Tang Yaotian continued to laugh and said: "You monks talk about scriptures and Buddhism all day long, but in the end you can't get rid of the joys, anger, sorrows and joys of the world. It's really ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"
Tang Yaotian's two words were so powerful that no one refuted them for a while, and all the monks also lowered their heads in shame.
"Hey!" At this moment, a long sigh came from Luo Yuan's mouth. He looked at Tang Yaotian, shook his head, and said softly: "People are also Buddhas, and Buddhas are also people. Plants and trees can have feelings, and people can also have feelings.
, then why should the Buddha be ruthless? In the world, all the joys, anger, sorrows and joys are pitiful, and all the creatures in the universe are sighing with worry, anger and shock! If all thoughts are really to be extinguished, then the Buddha will no longer be a Buddha, and humans will no longer be humans.
"
After hearing this, Tang Yaotian snorted and said loudly: "Old monk, I can't speak to you about the truth. Today I am in your hands. I will kill you or cut you into pieces!"
Ben Chen, whose face was ashen on the side, shouted angrily: "You brave evil disciple, how dare you call yourself Lao Tzu in front of Master!"
"My name is Tang Yaotian. I am the greatest in heaven and earth. From the moment I was expelled from Shaolin a year ago, I am no longer your Shaolin disciple. You control heaven and earth, but can you control me, Tang Yaotian?" Although Tang Yaotian was extremely angry, but
That sinister smile never changed.
Liao Yuan sighed and said: "Once you are a teacher, you will always be a teacher. The sin you committed today is also the fault of being a teacher. I thought you had good intentions and wanted to imprison you in Bodhidharma Academy..."
"Abbott, it's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's nature. If this Tang Yaotian is given a chance, then how can Shaolin gain a foothold in the martial arts world? This scourge of Shaolin cannot be left behind." Ben Chen on the side interrupted Yuan's words.
"Yes! Abbot! Tang Yaotian can't stay!" Others also responded.
Tang Yaotian laughed loudly, glanced around the circle of monks, and said with a smile: "I, Tang Yaotian, am not afraid of life and death, and I don't need to be pitied by you bald donkeys. If I hadn't been thinking about my old love, could you have caught me? You guys
Can you still stand on top of this great hall?" As he spoke, he glared angrily at Yuan Dao: "Old monk, you call Shaolin the Big Dipper of the Wulin, but you set up a trap of eighteen bronze men to deal with me. It's really ridiculous!"
No one could refute Tang Yaotian's words. Although he was only twenty-four years old, in today's martial arts world, there were only a handful of people who could deal with him alone.
Tang Yaotian has been taught by Yuan since he was a child, and is known as a genius boy rarely seen in martial arts for a hundred years. However, Yuan saw that he had evil intentions, so he never taught him the essence of Shaolin. Three years ago, he stole the Shaolin Internal Skills and Heart Methods.
"Yi Jin Jing", it only took two years for him to practice to perfection, and his strength was one step closer. However, a year ago, Liao Yuan found out about this, and in a rage, he was expelled from Shaolin, and his status as master and disciple was cut off.
.
And in this short period of one year, Tang Yaotian relied on his amazing strength to do evil in the martial arts world and did one amazing thing after another. Many people who wanted to arrest him were brutally killed in the end. The martial arts world was bloody and bloody.
The name of Tang Yaotian was also overshadowed by that of the leader of the Ming Cult, the Great Demon of the East. In desperation, everyone had no choice but to go to Shaolin for help.
Shaolin hunted Tang Yaotian for three months and injured countless disciples. Finally, he came forward due to fate and led the four guardians, eighteen bronze men, and seventy-two Bodhidharma disciples. Yu Gulong broke through and laid a dragnet of eighteen bronze men.
Capture Tang Yaotian.
But having said that, although Tang Yaotian was powerful, he did not kill anyone in Shaolin. It was precisely because of this that he lost to the Shaolin formation. He only seriously injured two of the elders, and Ben Chen was one of them.
Liao Yuan just shook his head lightly without replying. At this time, Ben Chen took out a bamboo tube from his arms, and then pulled out a scroll from it. After opening it, he said in a deep voice: "Ten months ago, you stole something from the palace.
Is it possible for Tianlong Yemingzhu to kill fourteen Jinyi guards at the same time?"
Tang Yaotian sneered and didn't answer.
The corners of Ben Chen's eyes twitched and he continued: "Eight months ago, you passed by the Lishui River and brutally killed one hundred and twenty members of the Twelve Links Dock. Is this possible?"
"Seven months ago, you went to Wudang to practice martial arts, but in anger you burned down Wudang Chunyang Palace and injured thirty-eight Wudang disciples. Is this happening?"
"Six months ago, you hijacked 50,000 taels of official silver from the Suzhou magistrate... Five months ago, you massacred a family of twelve from the Tiannan Escort Bureau... Four months ago, you injured Ye Lengfan, the owner of Defiance Villa...
…”
Ben Chen read the charges one by one for half an hour. There were no less than dozens of crimes, big and small, committed by Tang Yaotian, and many of those he offended were some masters in the martial arts world. Wudang, Twelve Links,
Tiannan Escort Bureau and Baijian Villa are both well-known sects in the world.
Tang Yaotian listened and sneered twice disapprovingly, as his mind seemed to return to that bloody day and night.
"Burning, killing, looting, what else is there that Tang Yaotian doesn't dare to do?" After Ben Chen confessed his charges, he suddenly shouted angrily, and his voice echoed in the main hall and directly rushed into Tang Yaotian's ears.
Tang Yaotian raised his eyebrows, looked at Ben Chen and said: "I will snatch what needs to be snatched, and I will kill whoever deserves to be killed. My fate is up to me, and today it is not your turn to blame me like a bald donkey!"
Just as Ben Chen was about to curse angrily, Lio Yuan on the side interrupted: "Tang Yaotian, I am a compassionate Buddha, and God has the virtue of a good life. Even if these people have committed heinous crimes, they are not up to your judgment. To this day, why are you still there?
Don’t admit your mistake.”
"Wrong? Is it my fault or are you wrong? If I think it is right, then it is not wrong." Tang Yaotian said firmly.
Ben Chen's face turned red with anger and he drank in a trembling voice: "A year ago, when you left Shaolin, you did something shabby with Zhang Quezhi, the daughter of Zhang Yuanwai, at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain in Qingniu Town.
, still remember?”
This sentence made Tang Yaotian's expression change instantly. He vaguely remembered that when he was expelled from Shaolin, he got drunk in Qingniu Town. After leaving Qingniu Town, he rescued Zhang Quezhi from the bandits in Luanshi Mountain.
.Zhang Quezhi secretly had feelings for him and gave her body to him.
After sobering up, Tang Yaotian knew that he had made a big mistake. After knocking Zhang Quezhi unconscious, he sent her back to the mansion and left alone. She was also the first woman he came into contact with.
This incident has always been buried in Tang Yaotian's heart. Although he has had affairs with many promiscuous women now, he still can't forget his first time.
Ben Chen's words were extremely harsh, and Tang Yaotian said angrily: "We are willing to work with each other, so why would we have to settle for anything? I think only a conciliatory person like you can say such things!"
Ben Chen coldly snorted: "Are you willing? Did you know that Zhang Quezhi was pregnant and could not find you when he came to Shaolin? He waited for half a year and finally jumped off the cliff and left the dust. One corpse and two lives. You, Tang Yaotian, committed the crime."
Can you still excuse yourself for the sin you committed?"
This sentence made Tang Yaotian feel a roar in his head, and his self-confidence was instantly shattered. He never thought that Zhang Quezhi was pregnant with his own child, and that the other party had committed suicide.
"How can a young girl survive in this world when she's pregnant after being ruined by you? Tang Yaotian, I think you can't argue with me now, right?" Ben Chen said coldly.
Tang Yaotian's face was ashen, and his confident smile had long disappeared. He knelt and moved forward to Yuan's feet, and asked in a trembling voice: "He, is what he said true?"
Liao Yuan let out a long sigh and said: "Everything has reincarnation, and everything has cause and effect. If you had realized your mistake earlier, you would not have the results you have today. Now, don't you understand?"
Tang Yaotian lowered his head, recalling the past scenes, and confessed: "I don't know, I just want to take a path that I like! Isn't this wrong?"
Liaoyuan put a hand on Tang Yaotian's head, with a disappointed expression in his eyes, and slowly said: "Yaotian, the fault is not yours, it's your arrogant heart!"
Just as he finished saying this, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed outside and struck directly into the main entrance of the Main Hall, making a loud "boom" that made everyone tremble.
Liao Yuan looked forward, shook his head and said solemnly: "Heaven no longer pities you, how can I pity you as a teacher? If there is an afterlife, you must remember what I said as a teacher, people live not just for themselves."
After saying the last few simple words, he waved his hand and said sternly: "Drag him into Bodhidharma Academy and execute him with sticks!"
Tang Yaotian did not struggle. The words Liao Yuan said kept echoing in his mind. When his body disappeared at the entrance of the Main Hall, he saw the tears falling from Yuan. In his throat, he wanted to shout out the word "Master"
, but he already knows that in this life, he will never be Liao Yuan's disciple again.
The monks in the Main Hall breathed a sigh of relief because of Yuan's decision. Everyone was really worried that Yuan had let go of this evil obstacle. But everyone could feel the sadness in Yuan's heart.
"Abbott, eradicating this evil disciple is what Shaolin should do. Why should Abbot be so sad?" Ben Chen said.
Liao Yuan just shook his head gently, then handed the Buddhist beads in his hand to Ben Chen, and said: "After Tang Yaotian is buried, I will put this string of Buddhist beads on his chest, hoping to suppress his evil spirit.
Let him be a good person in the next life."
Ben Chen was stunned for a moment, but did not reach out to pick it up. He said, "Abbott, if you didn't come to rescue Tang Sect during the battle with Mingjiao Maple Leaf Valley, Tang Sect would have been destroyed long ago. You saved Tang Yaotian's life, and you have already treated him badly."
You have such great kindness and virtue, why do you want to pass on the treasure of my temple to this dead person now?"
Twenty-three years ago, the Tang Sect and the Mingjiao fought a decisive battle in Maple Leaf Valley. In the end, the entire Tang Sect army was annihilated. Liao Yuan felt pity and rescued Tang Yaotian, the only son of the Tang Sect leader Tang Gang from the Mingjiao. At that time, Tang Yaotian had just reached the age of 18.
One year old. Liao Yuan never told Tang Yaotian about this incident because he did not want him to live in hatred. Even when he was preparing to execute Tang Yaotian, he did not tell about this incident.
Hearing Ben Chen's words, Liao Yuan said: "Yao Tian Xie has three parts of righteousness, and Zheng Zhong has seven parts of evil. He does things too casually, which is also the fault of my teachings. Go ahead!" Liao Yuan did not have much time.
As he said something, he moved his right hand and the beads of Buddha had already bounced into Benchen's hand.
Benchen knew that the abbot had made up his mind, so he did not continue to persuade, and left the main hall with his disciples.
When only Yuan was left in the Main Hall, he turned around and sat down facing the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha.
He said to himself: "It's my fault to save you, it's my fault to teach you, it's my fault to catch you, it's my fault to kill you too, if I make the same mistake again and again, how can I be a teacher!"
Tang Yaotian died on February 27, 705 AD, at the age of 24. On the same day, he died at the age of 107.
On this day, Shaoshi Mountain ushered in the first spring rain...
This chapter has been completed!