The Great Dream Valley in Kunlun Mountains. In the valley, the four seasons are like spring, with flowers blooming, trees green, and cold rocks and dark cliffs. Logically speaking, the Kunlun Valley must be a bit wet, and even in the places where plants are lush, the air in this Great Dream Valley is dry and pleasant. As long as you don’t go to a place where flowers and plants are too lush, even if you walk under the shade of the tree, you will not be stained with any wet mist. The entire valley is filled with a kind of yang harmony. The source of this yang harmony is a solemn ancient temple. This ancient temple covers a considerable area, including the bathing courtyard, the Xiangjiyuan, the Medicine Buddha Academy, the Leiyinyuan, and the Wulong Courtyard, which serves the disciples and disciples who learn literature and martial arts in the temple, food, clothing, housing and transportation, and practice martial arts. There are also the Sutra Pavilion, the Thousand Buddha Hall, and the Copper Body Tower.

Zushi Cave was all masters of all generations, accumulated from generation to generation, used to study the upper realm of the dream mind method for disciples with profound cultivation. There are also cliff carvings, eight hundred stele forests, white horse lotus ponds, and hidden soldiers tombs, all of which are used to commemorate the figures who have sacrificed in the confrontation with the envoys of the Demon Realm. When the rooster crows, monks in gray clothes and young men with round faces with big buzz heads and big bellys, together with big brooms made of thin bamboos, pushed open the main entrance of the ancient temple and came out to clean up the fallen leaves. According to the rules here, the daily duty combination is all monks and secular. Although they possess martial arts, there are rules for the temple to warn all disciples that, except when practicing qigong, they eat, bathe, walk, sit, and beat.

Do not use martial arts deliberately when sweeping labor. It is said that this will help the disciples practice the true meaning of the martial arts of the mind method in the ordinary. Under the first ray of sunlight in the morning, monks with simple clothes and appearances were sweeping the fallen leaves together with the lazy fat young man. The broom and the ground made a rustling sound, which had a unique charm. The sunlight shone on the plaque of the temple that had been hanging for hundreds of years. The three big words "Shao, Lin, Temple" were clearly revealed. The short-haired young man wore rubber sneakers with yellow bottom and white edges. He swept and looked up inadvertently and opened his mouth. "Who did this?" He jumped up, grabbed a handful of the plaque, and took off a piece of white paper. The paper wrote

The monk in gray came over and laughed, laughing and couldn't help but say, "There are only three strokes in total, and he can't help but say, "There are only three strokes in total, and he can even write so ugly. Who else can it be? He must be the little ghost of Wulongyuan." The short-haired young man turned the paper over, and there was a dirty little slap on the back of the paper. The man who seemed to be a prank inadvertently pressed his dirty hands on it. The part on the plaque that was originally covered by white paper was also exposed, showing the whole picture. Xiaolin Temple. The short-haired young man looked up and sighed: "Oh, if I hadn't been fourteen years old when I came here and was a mature adult, I probably wanted to change this name."
Chapter completed!