Three fast horses galloped down the official road from Songshan Mountain and headed southwest.
"Sir, why should we go to Shaolin Temple?" Qu Feiyan asked.
Zheng Xie said: "The world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, and the ancient temple's reputation has been spread all over the world for thousands of years. When you come to Songshan Mountain and don't go to the Shaolin Temple, it's like going to the capital and not going to the Great Wall. It's a big pity. What's more, in this day and age, there are no tickets."
"...?" The two women were confused.
The distance between Shaolin Temple and Songshan Mountain is very close, only twenty or thirty miles away. The three of them quickly arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
Zheng Xie took the two girls to the Shaolin Temple like ordinary tourists. His mood calmed down. There seemed to be faint Zen sounds in the mountains and forests. This kind of tranquility would be an absolute enjoyment in the future when the streets are full of tourists.
When they arrived at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, the three of them were stopped by the Zhike monk.
"Three donors, our place is a place of Buddhism and we do not accept female relatives." said a young novice monk in gray clothes.
"You won't be allowed in even if you're given a ticket?" Zheng Xie asked.
"?" little novice monk.
Qu Feiyan's apricot eyes widened and he said angrily: "There is no place in the world that we can't go to. I will burn your ruined temple with a fire."
"Amitabha, this is the rule of our temple. Please forgive me, the female benefactor." The faces of several monks darkened, and their eyes changed when they looked at the three of them, but they still kept their temper and said so.
Zheng Xie said with a smile: "Young master, don't worry about it. My wife likes to joke, and she won't really set fire to the temple." After a pause, he added: "Young master, please go and report to the master of your temple, Master Fang Zheng. Just say this."
The deputy leader of the Sun Moon God Sect came to visit with his family."
The little novice's face changed greatly, and he ran in happily.
There was a flurry of excitement in the temple, but within a moment, the bell rang in the monastery, and dozens of Shaolin stick monks lined up to greet them. An old monk wearing cassocks walked steadily, and beside him, there was also a monk in gray.
The great monk in robe.
Fang Zheng bowed his head and said: "Amitabha, Deputy Hierarch Zheng is here to visit. It's my fault that I didn't welcome you from afar."
Although what happened on Blackwood Cliff was not specifically publicized, it was impossible to hide it from the top forces in the martial arts world. Dongfang Bubai was driven off Blackwood Cliff, and Ren Woxing regained control of the Sun Moon God Sect. Zheng
Xie became the deputy leader of the divine sect. It had only been a few days since these things happened, and Shaolin had already figured it out.
Zheng Xie cupped his fists and said, "I, Zheng Xie, have met Master Fang Zheng and Master Fang Sheng."
Fang Zheng said calmly and calmly, "Vice-leader Zheng, there is no need to be polite. I wonder why you came here?"
Zheng Xie said: "The name of Shaolin Temple has been passed down through the ages, and I have longed for it. I passed by here with my wife, and my interest in visiting it increased greatly, so I came here to pay a visit."
Fang Zhengdao: "So it turns out that it's really brilliant for our temple to be praised by Deputy Master Zheng. Let me accompany you and take the three benefactors on a tour."
Fang Zheng made a Buddha salute, raised his hand and said, "Amitabha, three donors please."
Zheng Xie obeyed his duty and walked into the temple.
Fang Zheng was extremely well-educated. He took Zheng She and the others around the temples and halls, telling him the origins of each temple and pavilion in a tepid manner, and occasionally mixed in a few Buddhist scriptures, which was enough to win the Tour Guide Cup championship award.
Several people wandered around the Sutra Pavilion. Zheng She said: "I heard that Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills are unrivaled in the world. The Sutra Pavilion is the first martial arts treasure house in Buddhism. I wonder if I can go in and visit."
Fang Zheng said with a smile: "The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place in our temple. Apart from Lao Na, only my uncle is qualified to enter. I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything if Deputy Hierarch Zheng wants to go."
Zheng Xie said: "It's such a pity that we can't go in." Then he said: "I wonder which master is cleaning the Scripture Pavilion?"
While talking, the door of the Sutra Pavilion opened, and an old monk wearing gray clothes and white eyebrows walked out of the pavilion holding a broom.
Fang Zheng said: "This is the master mentioned by Deputy Leader Zheng. This person has no name, no dharma title, and has been responsible for the cleaning and organization of the Sutra Pavilion for decades."
Zheng Xie was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Hello, master."
The old monk remained calm, as if he hadn't heard anything, and waved the broom, sweeping the Buddhist courtyard again and again.
Zheng Xie said hello again: "Hello, master."
Fang Zheng was very surprised. He didn't know why Zheng Xie paid so much attention to an old monk who was sweeping the floor. He said, "Deputy Master Zheng, please forgive me. This man was born deaf and mute and illiterate. It was not intentional neglect." As he spoke, Fang Zheng stepped forward to take a picture.
He patted the old monk on the shoulder and made a few gestures.
The old monk came to his senses, bowed to Fang Zheng and Zheng Xie, and then dragged the broom away.
"…………"
Why don't you be so cheating? If you don't know martial arts, don't pretend to be a master with a broom!
Zheng Xie was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and sighed sadly: "Forget it, I won't go shopping anymore, let's find a place to rest."
"Amitabha."
Fang Zheng led the three of them to a pavilion halfway up the mountain to rest, and poured tea for them himself. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, showing his superb tea skills.
"Good tea... By the way, why haven't you seen Taoist Master Chongxu?" Zheng Xie picked up the tea cup and gently stirred the tea leaves.
Fang Zhengqi said: "Taoist Master Chongxu is naturally in Wudang Mountain. Why does Deputy Hierophant Zheng ask this question?"
Zheng Xie laughed and said: "That's it, I thought... haha."
Chongxu and Fang Zheng are good friends. They have always said that they are inseparable from each other. Wherever Fang Zheng appears, there must be Taoist priest Chongxu. This veteran Taoist spends more time in Shaolin Temple than in Wudang Mountain.
It has been around for a long time. At first glance, it would give people the impression that he is not a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain, but a monk from Shaolin Temple.
Fang Zheng did not get to the bottom of it and concentrated on making tea.
A few people were enjoying tea here leisurely for a long time. Qu Feiyan felt like a cat scratching his head, and couldn't help but ask via voice: "Master, what on earth are you thinking about?"
Zheng Xie smiled and replied: "Of course it's a sightseeing tour, what else can you do?"
Qu Feiyan said angrily: "I don't believe it!" Shui Lingling's eyes rolled twice and then said: "Master, are you planning the Sutra Pavilion?"
Zheng Xie asked back: "What is there in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for me to plot?"
Qu Feiyan said coquettishly: "Then what do you want to do, tell Feifei."
Zheng Xie said: "I'm waiting for someone. You'll know when he comes."
"Waiting for someone." Qu Feiyan thought for a moment and said, "Dongfang Bubai! Master, you are waiting for him."
Zheng Xie said: "Oh? Why did you guess it was him?"
Qu Feiyan said: "Doctor Ping Yizhi said that if you want Yang Lianting to recover, you need the Zixia Secret Book or the Yi Jin Jing. Dongfang Bubai went to China to find the Zixia Secret Book but failed, so he must come to Shaolin Temple to seek the Yi Jin Jing.
.”
"Haha, Feifei guessed it right." Zheng Xie said.
After figuring it out, Qu Feiyan felt at ease and promised me.
In comparison, Fang Zheng's Zen skills were much more advanced. After making tea, he sat upright as before, held the beads in his hand, moved them one by one, and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.
After a cup of tea, Zheng Xie asked with a smile: "What sutra is Master Fang Zheng reciting?"
Fang Zheng opened his mouth and said: "The Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma."
Zheng Xie said: "Master, why don't you recite it aloud, so that we can understand a few things."
Fang Zheng said: "The sutras are in the heart, so what difference does it make between reading and not reading them? Buddhist sutras teach people to know good and evil, and to understand cause and effect. Vice-leader Zheng has the wisdom root of Zen mind. Even without the help of Lao Na, his mind is clear in the mirror. God of the Sun and Moon
It is truly a great blessing for the martial arts community to have Deputy Leader Zheng in our teaching."
"The abbot thinks too highly of me. I'm just a tourist in the world of mortals, just one of the ordinary beings." Zheng Xie is no longer a rookie, and he won't be so happy that he can't find Bei after a few words of praise. He is a great hero, a savior and so on.
Whoever likes it deserves it.
As soon as Fang Zheng said "Amitabha", he heard a soft voice from far outside the mountain gate. The voice was not loud and high-pitched, but it came clearly, like talking face to face.
"Dongfang Bubai comes to pay homage to the mountain!"
The sound instantly spread throughout the Zen temple.
The beads that he was playing suddenly stopped, and Fang Zheng stood up and said, "When a distinguished guest comes to my door, I should go and greet him personally. The three benefactors will forgive me."
Zheng Xie said: "Master, please help yourself."
"Amitabha, I'm sorry to be with you." After pronouncing the Buddha's name, Fangzheng walked quickly to the pavilion.
Not far away, he saw Master Fang Sheng coming in a hurry. As soon as he met Fang Zheng, he immediately called out: "Brother in charge, the deputy leader of the Demon Cult has just stepped forward, and Dongfang Bubai has arrived behind him. There must be a conspiracy.
, what should we do?”
"All conditioned Dharma should be observed in this way." Fang Zheng chanted in meditation and said, "Junior brother, don't panic, I have my own mind on this matter. You go over there to accompany the three benefactors, and I will go to welcome Dongfang Bubai."
Fang Sheng said: "Yes, senior brother in charge."
The monks in the Luohan Hall had just dispersed and were gathered again. One hundred and eight monks formed an Arhat formation and followed Fang Zheng to the main hall.
"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the Eastern Donor, Donor Yang."
Fang Zheng said again: "Shaolin Temple is extremely honored that the benefactor has come."
In front of the Buddhist temple, Dongfang Bubai entered uninvited. Many disciples were intimidated by his reputation and did not dare to approach him. They surrounded him from a distance. It was not until Fang Zheng arrived that they calmed down a little.
Dongfang Bubai looked at the monks as if they were nothing and was surrounded by Arhats. He did not care and said to Fang Zheng: "You Buddhists say that saving a life is better than a seven-level pagoda. I have sent a pagoda for you.
I don’t know whether you will accept the square certificate or not.”
Fang Zhengdao said: "It's good, it's good. The donor from the East has the heart to worship the Buddha, and I should obey it."
Dongfang Bubai said: "This is the best. Brother Lian needs the Yi Jin Jing to save his life. Please hand over the Yi Jin Jing."
Fang Zheng looked at Yang Lianting and said slowly: "The Yijin Jing can only remove the physical problems of Donor Yang, but cannot cure the disease of his heart. It is better for the two benefactors to stay in the temple, and Lao Na is willing to recite sutras and worship Buddha for Donor Yang, and get rid of his heart disease."
Heart disease."
Dongfang Bubai said: "That's not necessary. As long as you hand over the Yi Jin Jing, your merits will be complete."
Fang Zhengdao said: "Amitabha, I should have agreed to the matter of donating to the East. But the Yi Jin Jing is a precious treasure of my Buddhist sect and should not be revealed to others easily."
Dongfang Bubai said: "So, you won't agree."
Fang Zheng changed the subject and said: "If the donor from the East is willing to stay in this temple and listen to the poor monk's lectures for ten years, then there is nothing wrong with giving the Yi Jin Jing to the donor."
Dongfang Bubai laughed sharply and looked around like lightning, saying: "Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but I don't know which one is more important compared to the lives of hundreds of monks in Shaolin Temple or the Yi Jin Jing?"
