From the Shaolin Mountain Gate to the Thousand Buddha Hall, I’m afraid there are several miles away, and it’s still hidden here!

Shaolin is incense that is so popular that it is really a very rich sect. In the sect alone, I am afraid that there are more than 10,000 square meters. This is not even considered the tower forest outside the temple, and it is even larger.

In contrast, the Wudang Sect, which is also the Beidou in Mount Tai in Wulin, is much worse.

Feng Yifei quietly sneaked forward under the cover of the night.

A small hill gate like a stone archway, the plaque above is engraved with the words "Chu Zu'an".

Feng Yifei really had no idea about Buddhism. He always thought that temples were used to describe nun temples. It was a bit strange to see a temple here.

But I didn’t know that this Chuzu Temple was built to commemorate Bodhidharma and was the key path to the Bodhidharma Cave.

Bodhidharma crossed the sea to the southeast. Emperor Wu of Liang once welcomed to Jinling. Only Bodhidharma explained Buddhist teachings and saw the nature with tranquility and did not express words. This was uninterpreted by Emperor Wu of Liang. Later, he crossed the river alone with a reed and founded Shaolin Temple in Songshan, which was the beginning of Zen Buddhism.

The Damo Cave is the place where Damo was reclining in Shaolin. It has been facing the wall for nine years in the natural stone cave, and it has been left on the wall. Therefore, the stone wall with the shadow of Damo in the cave is also very famous, named "Surface Stone". This Damo Cave is the birthplace of the legendary Shaolin martial arts in the martial arts world. It is now the forbidden area of ​​Shaolin.

After passing the mountain gate, Feng Yifei still climbed over the wall.

I saw a main hall and looked up at it. The main hall was three rooms wide, with a single-eaves, hip-mounted green glazed tiles and cut edges. The eaves were deep and deep. There were huge bundles under the eaves. Two panel doors were installed in the main hall, and two lattice windows were set on both sides. Under the front eaves, six stone pillars were carved with grass, bird patterns, four stone pillars in the hall, carved patterns of heavenly kings, dragons and other patterns, and colorful murals were all on the east and west gables and back walls.

There are still eternal lights in the hall, with incense, but no monks are there.

Feng Yifei walked around the hall and slipped in.

I saw a pagoda on one side, with dozens of ancient stone tablets in front, and a pavilion on the other side.

The plaque of the pavilion is the three words "Facing the Wall" and there is a small path behind it.

The ancients said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This pagoda refers to a pagoda. There is a very tall pagoda here, so of course you have to go and take a look.

As soon as I arrived in front of the tower, I saw a large stone tablet with four large characters engraved on it, and the signature was written by the Grand Tutor Lu Gongjing.

The calligraphy is powerful and imposing. The most important thing is that Feng Yifei's handwriting looks familiar. When he contacted the signature, Feng Yifei couldn't help but guess. This is probably not the character written by Cai Jing, the uncle of Shiji.

Shaolin is still quite involved with the imperial court, so it is no wonder that he would not go against the imperial court.

After walking around the pagoda, I still didn’t see a monk. There was a Buddha statue on each floor.

Feng Yifei turned back again, and there was a small path on the other side of the pavilion, and there were two buildings further down here.

Still need to think about it? Of course, I went to a place with a tower!

As for the Sutra Pavilion, there must be a pavilion. Looking at the direction of the path, it probably leads to the foot of the mountain, and there are no buildings.

After crossing the red wall, two buildings, one big and one small, were already present in front of you.

The big one is the Thousand Buddha Pavilion, while the small one is hangs the plaque of the Sutra Pavilion.

There are rows of wing rooms on both sides.

Sure enough, I was caught by myself. The Sutra Pavilion outside was just a cover, and all the Buddhist scriptures were hidden. This is where the unique martial arts of Shaolin were hidden.

After getting closer, Feng Yifei could already sense the slight and long breathing sounds from the wings on both sides.

There are definitely experts to take care of!

Feng Yifei dared not show any sound when he was a thief. He had already used the turtle breath technique and approached carefully with the shadow of the trees.

Close to the door of the Sutra Pavilion, it seemed that no one was alarmed, and Feng Yifei was secretly happy.

He gently pressed his hand on the door and used some strength.

The door was bolted from the inside, and someone should be guarding the pavilion, but no breath could be sensed.

Feng Yifei let go of his spiritual sense and felt it was indeed true that it was not on the first or second floor, and he could not notice any signs of living people. He should be dead.

There are four floors of the Sutra Pavilion, and most of the people guarding them have squatted on it.

It is very likely that the Shaolin Sutra Collection Pavilion is as described in fantasy novels. The higher the number of layers, the more powerful the martial arts secrets it collects.

If this is true, the unique skills of the Yijin Jing are at the top!

Feng Yifei thought about it and felt that it was very difficult to solve the problem of not disturbing the monks in the wing rooms on both sides.

Not necessarily able to control it.

But when you come, you have to go in and take a look.

Maybe the monk was asleep and could not detect his own behavior. With his extraordinary body speed, he ran away after touching the secret book. It seemed that he could try it.

Feng Yifei retreated a few steps, looked up, tapped the ground with his toes, jumped into the sky, and landed lightly on the eaves outside the fourth floor.

He still couldn't sense the breath of a living person, which made Feng Yifei feel a little confused. With the range that his spiritual sense could sense, he could not escape the sensing of the three and four layers. It was obvious that someone should be there, otherwise why would the door be bolted from inside.

It’s not a mechanism lock, so there will never be a Shaolin monk who is idle and fucks. He uses his internal strength to put the door bolt on the door through the door, right?

The only window was also tightly closed and tied tightly, but the wind was not overwhelmed.

He raised his palm and pressed it lightly in the middle of the window. His true energy penetrated and slowly moved the hooked wooden penise.

There was no sound.

Feng Yifei silently praised himself, quietly opened a gap in the window, and peeked inward.

After a glance, I was shocked.

There are only three bookshelf inside, all of which are close to the wall. Directly opposite is the huge white jade statue of Bodhidharma. This is easy to recognize. Bodhidharma has a rather peculiar shape, with a vortex curly beard. It is not a completely bald head, and its eyebrows are almost curly. You can tell at a glance that it is an alien.

What surprised Feng Yifei was that under the statue of Bodhidharma, an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe sat cross-legged on the futon.

The wrinkles on his face were like old tree bark, and his eyes were so old that they could not open them. He could not see his eyes. His white eyebrows and white beards were sparse and no longer rich.

I have seen this old monk more than once.

Hug the moon, one of the five bald ones!

At this time, it was obvious that the cold and sharp eyes were shot straight from the gaps between the eyes.

It just meets your own vision.

Look at it right away!

At this moment, Feng Yifei would not know the bad things.

"What a thief! You dare to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​Shaolin, but you can't surrender quickly?"

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind was blowing, and the old monk Baoyue, who was originally sitting cross-legged, suddenly flashed towards the window.

In desperation, Feng Yifei hurriedly came out and fell towards the eaves on the third floor.

But at this moment, the window on the third floor was also opened, and an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard flew out, and raised his palm and a vast white energy blasted over.

Hold the broken ones!
Chapter completed!