"What you said today made my eyes light up, and I found that I seemed to have gone astray... You are right, if you want to understand more things, you must have the courage to try. The more things you try, the harder your mind will be.
"The old monk said with a smile.
"Master, what I said is not bad, right?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
The old monk nodded: "Not bad, very good. It gave me a lot of inspiration."
"Since I have given you a lot of inspiration, can you...can you do me a little favor?" Ma Xiaoyao said cautiously.
"Tell me about it? If it's not too difficult, I'll help you." The old monk said noncommittally.
"Uh... I would like to meet the abbot of your temple. Can you recommend him to me?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
"Haha..." The old monk suddenly laughed: "You kid is so interesting. You have already met the abbot, but you actually asked me to introduce you to him? It's so interesting... Haha..."
"What did you say? I saw the abbot?" Ma Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the old monk suspiciously: "Didn't you say you were not the abbot? Why are you saying you are the abbot now?"
The old monk pointed to the middle-aged monk standing aside: "I am not the abbot, he is."
"Uh!" Ma Xiaoyao turned his head sharply and stared at the middle-aged monk closely: "You...are you the abbot?"
The middle-aged monk nodded: "Yes, I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple. What do you want from me?"
Ma Xiaoyao blinked: "Are you really the abbot? Are you not pretending?"
"Haha... The abbot of Shaolin Temple is not a popular person. Who would pretend to be idle?" The middle-aged monk took out a token from his arms: "Here, this is the abbot's token. You can check it out."
Here, the middle-aged monk handed the token to Ma Xiaoyao.
Ma Xiaoyao took a closer look at the token and found that the token was very light and felt a little rough to the touch. The words "Abbott of Shaolin Temple" were engraved on the front, and a lifelike temple was engraved on the back. The token was dim in color and had some wear on the edges.
, it seems that its existence should not be short.
"How is it? Do you still have any questions?" Abbot Wuxiang said with a smile.
"Ah! No more!" Ma Xiaoyao returned the token to Abbot Wuxiang: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Ma Xiaoyao. I am a national civil servant. I am here this time..."
"You guys can chat somewhere else. I'm a little tired and want to take a rest." The old monk waved his hand.
Abbot Wuxiang nodded and led Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang to leave.
"No phase." The old monk shouted.
Abbot Wuxiang stopped and looked at the old monk doubtfully: "Master, do you have any other instructions?"
"If the request made by the other party is not too difficult, just help him." The old monk said calmly. Through the conversation just now, the old monk had a good impression of Ma Xiaoyao, so he asked Abbot Wuxiang to help.
"Yes!" Abbot Wuxiang responded, and then led Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang out of the secret room.
The old monk sat quietly, his eyebrows trembling slightly, and said to himself: "Only when you experience more things, your willpower will become stronger. It is useless to just escape. It seems that you should do more."
Go out and walk around, you can't stay here in retreat all the time."
…
As soon as Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang came out of the cave, they were surrounded by a group of monks.
"Two little thieves, are you finally willing to give up?" Monk Wuwen, the host of Bodhidharma Academy, said with a gloomy face: "Catch these two little thieves!"
"Crash..."
The monks around him raised their arms and were about to take action.
"Brother Abbot, you..." Monk Wuwen was about to speak, but was interrupted by Abbot Wuxiang.
Abbot Wuxiang waved his hand: "This is just a misunderstanding! The two of them are my friends."
"What? Are they your friends?" Monk Wuwen was stunned.
The other monks also looked surprised.
"It's getting late, everyone, let's go back to bed." Without saying a word, Abbot Wuxiang led Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang away.
…
In an antique living room.
Abbot Wuxiang sat on a chair and looked at Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang with a smile: "Tell me, what do you want to see me for?"
"Uh...that's it. We've encountered some trouble recently..." Ma Xiaoyao told the whole story about dealing with the temple.
After listening to Ma Xiaoyao's words, Abbot Wuxiang frowned: "Do you want me to send disciples to help you deal with the killers in the temple?"
Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "Yes."
Abbot Wuxiang pondered for a moment: "To be honest, I don't want to do you this favor, because it is very dangerous to deal with killers, and I don't want to see any casualties among my disciples..."
"Abbott, please rest assured, I will formulate a detailed battle plan and will never cause any harm to the disciples of your temple." Ma Xiaoyao promised, patting his chest.
Abbot Wuxiang shook his head: "Nothing in the world is 100% absolute. No matter how careful your plan is, accidents may happen."
"Abbott..." Ma Xiaoyao was a little anxious.
"Listen to what I have to say." Abbot Wuxiang waved his hand: "Although I don't want to help you, my uncle ordered me to help you...I still have to listen to my uncle's words..." At this point, Wuxiang
Abbot Xiang stopped.
Ma Xiaoyao looked at Abbot Wuxiang expectantly, his palms so nervous that they began to sweat.
Abbot Wuxiang raised his head and glanced at Ma Xiaoyao, whose face was full of nervousness: "Since my uncle has spoken, I will definitely help you... It's just that... our Shaolin Temple has quite a few disciples, but there are not many disciples with advanced kung fu.
"More, even if I send all these disciples to you, I'm afraid they won't be of much help..."
"Haha..." Ma Xiaoyao smiled: "Abbott, I have thought about this problem a long time ago. I had no intention of relying solely on Shaolin Temple for help."
Abbot Wuxiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean by this?"
Ma Xiaoyao licked his dry lips: "As far as I know, there are currently more than a dozen sects in China. I plan to gather the disciples of these sects together and then deal with the killers of the temple. The disciples of a sect are limited.
But the total number of disciples from a dozen sects is quite a lot."
"You are very ambitious." Abbot Wuxiang smiled: "It's a pity that this matter is difficult to achieve."
"Why?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
"Other sects have a similar style to Shaolin Temple. They all live a secluded life and are unwilling to get involved in worldly affairs, so they will not send disciples to help you deal with killers." Abbot Wuxiang explained.
Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "I don't have the ability, but abbot, you have the face. As long as you come forward to help me make peace, other sects will definitely give you face."
"You..." Abbot Wuxiang was stunned: "You actually have an idea for me? How did you know that I would help you?"
"I know the abbot is a good man with a chivalrous heart, and you will definitely not leave him alone." Ma Xiaoyao said seriously.
"Don't put such high hat on me." Abbot Wuxiang shook his head: "Let me tell you the truth, my face is not as big as you think. Even if I am willing to come forward to help you make peace, other sects may not
I will agree to send disciples to help you."
"No way? You are the abbot of Shaolin Temple!" Ma Xiaoyao said with wide eyes.
"What's wrong with the abbot of Shaolin Temple? The abbot of Shaolin Temple is also an ordinary person, so he can manage the Shaolin Temple's three-acre land. Outside the boundaries of the Shaolin Temple, no one takes me seriously at all." Abbot Wuxiang said with a bitter smile.
"No way? As far as I know, Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple and has an extremely high reputation among many martial arts sects?" Ma Xiaoyao said: "The abbot of Shaolin Temple is like the existence of the leader of the martial arts sect? Just say something, and other sects will
Do you all have to obey?"
"That's the old lunar calendar." Abbot Wuxiang shook his head: "In ancient times, Shaolin Temple did have an unparalleled status, and the abbot of Shaolin Temple also had unparalleled prestige. It's a pity... After experiencing several wars, Shaolin Temple slowly declined.
It no longer has the glory it once had. Now the Shaolin Temple only has a name. In terms of strength, it is almost the same as other sects. In some aspects, the Shaolin Temple is even at a disadvantage. The reality is so cruel. Everything must rely on strength.
"In the past, the Shaolin Temple was very powerful, so people listened to what I said. At first, the Shaolin Temple was weak, so when I spoke, no one took it seriously."
"This... you're not fooling me, are you?" Ma Xiaoyao blinked.
"Monks don't lie." Abbot Wuxiang said with a straight face: "What I tell you is the truth. If you don't believe it, then there is nothing I can do."
Ma Xiaoyao's mood immediately became bad, and his plan was suddenly disrupted. Originally, he thought that as long as he settled the Shaolin Temple, he could settle the other sects, but now... some things cannot be taken at face value. It seems that the Shaolin Temple seems
It's very powerful. In fact, it's just a tiger that has lost its teeth and can't be ferocious at all.
In ancient times, the Shaolin Temple was indeed the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world. It had a very high prestige and was a well-deserved uncrowned king. All sects had to pay three points of respect. Unfortunately, several wars occurred later, and the Shaolin Temple was severely impacted. Its strength declined for a time.
The current situation is already very difficult.
Today's Shaolin Temple no longer has the deterrent power it once had.
Ma Xiaoyao thought for a moment and came up with a compromise: "Abbott, if you send invitations to other sects and invite them to come to Shaolin Temple, will they come?"
"What do you want to do?" Abbot Wuxiang asked suspiciously.
"I want to make personal contact with other sects to see if I can persuade other sects to help." Ma Xiaoyao expressed his thoughts.
"I advise you to give up this idea, other sects will never help you." Abbot Wuxiang persuaded him earnestly: "Let me tell you, the leaders of those sects are very selfish, there is no absolute
The good thing is, they can't help you."
"No matter what the result is, I will give it a try." Ma Xiaoyao said firmly: "If you work hard, there is still hope of success. If you don't work hard, there is no hope of success at all."
Abbot Wuxiang took a deep look at Ma Xiaoyao: "Okay, I will help you this time. I hope you can succeed."
"Thank you, abbot! Thank you!" Ma Xiaoyao thanked him hurriedly.
