Meng Qi was shocked. When he completed the task in the world of Duoercha, he had huge doubts in his heart.
The layout of Shaolin in that world is exactly the same as that of modern Shaolin Temple. There is even a secret passage in the back mountain of Shaolin.
It was in that secret passage that he received the inheritance of the Ananda Po-Jie Sword, and today, Tang Xuanming also obtained the Ananda Po-Jie Sword in the secret passage of Shaolin Temple.
All circumstances indicate that there is a strange connection between that world and the Shaolin Temple in this world.
But he has never been able to judge clearly.
The old monk's words shocked him violently and relieved his doubts.
"It turns out that the Lord of Reincarnation can really manipulate time? It sent us to Shaolin in the past to complete the mission."
"wrong!"
Meng Qi immediately found the problem. If he really went back to the past, the strongest man in Shaolin Temple would definitely not be the abbot with a peaceful heart who had never even entered the exterior scene.
Over the years, although history is full of fog, the general context is very clear. From the appearance of extremely important figures such as Tathagata Buddha and Sanqing in the ancient times, to the later overlords in the medieval period who were promoted to legends, to the withering of the Dharmakaya in the middle ages, and now,
Anyone in the realm of immortals can become number one in the world.
The overall strength of the real world is constantly declining, and the lifespan of the world is also greatly reduced.
If we could really go back in time, the abbot of Shaolin Temple would not be said to be a legend, but at least he would be an immortal, not an existence with only half a step outside.
But at this time, no one answered the doubts in Meng Qi's heart. Chonghe, He Qi, and Tang Xuanming rushed into that world together. It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that only a moment had passed.
The void was torn apart again. Chong He and the other three stepped out, but no one cared about them. A group of Shaolin monks all looked at Chong He's side. There was a monk with a gray beard and eyebrows, a thin face, and light golden skin.
Standing there, a faint sense of Zen bloomed.
"Abbot?!"
Xuanbei exclaimed, still a little afraid to confirm.
Compared with the previous "Abbot Kongwen", the current Abbot Kongwen's face is more aged. Although the Dharmakaya-level characters will not weaken until death, and their combat power is not reduced at all, but the aging on the face
But it is unstoppable and can be clearly seen.
"Amitabha!"
Kong Wen recited the Buddha's name in a low voice and glanced at the monks around him, especially when he paused at the head of the Discipline Hall, his eyes couldn't help but dim.
At that time, the head of the Discipline Hall was the most extreme and needed guidance the most, but he has been absent for so many years. The magician Han Guangjiu occupied the magpie's nest and would not be kind enough to train Shaolin monks for him.
Over the years, under the deliberately extreme leadership of the magician Han Guang, the head of the Discipline Hall has become almost possessed by a demon.
"Since the poor monk has been away for so many years, there has been a big problem in Shaolin."
Kong Wen sighed, turned around and saluted He and others, and said: "Thank you Taoist friends for saving me. Nowadays, many people in Shaolin have evil thoughts in their hearts, and they need to be rectified. I'm afraid many of them were not well received.
I hope my fellow Taoist can forgive me."
"It is a matter of course to kill the nine demons. Now that the abbot is out of trouble, I will stay here soon. I will come to chat with him someday."
Chong He and He Qi were both veterans of the martial arts world. In the world where Duo Ercha was, they had already confirmed the authenticity of Kong Wen, so they didn't have much worry in their hearts.
If you have time to hear that the abbot, who has attained the Golden Body of Subduing the Dragon, is in Shaolin Temple, then there won’t be much danger in Shaolin.
Now that the magician Han Guang has left not long ago, Shaolin still needs intense rectification. Among them, there are many people who are cleaning up the door and thinking about their mistakes. Such internal problems in Shaolin are not convenient for them to watch.
Therefore, the two Dhammakaya-level figures left quickly without even stopping after a verbal courtesy.
Only Tang Xuanming stayed where he was.
"Thank you donor!"
Kongwen saluted again. In that small world, Pulse and He had already explained the whole story. They were even more focused on Tang Xuanming, who had killed two top dharma bodies in a row and found Abbot Kongwen.
gave an introduction.
Therefore, Kong Wen had a special feeling for Tang Xuanming.
Especially when I heard that Tang Xuanming’s nickname was the reincarnated Buddha.
"Okay, there's no need to be so polite. You're so old, so I'm embarrassed to ask you."
Kong Wen also wanted to express his thanks, but Tang Xuanming refused in a nonchalant manner: "You can go fix it yourself within Shaolin. In order to save you, I haven't had time to understand the general outline of Tathagata Palm. I'll go to Bodhidharma Academy to understand it first.
You should handle Shaolin matters yourself!"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Xuanming had disappeared.
"Amitabha, indeed, has deep Buddha nature, and he is worthy of being called the reincarnation of the Buddha."
Kong Wen looked at the direction Tang Xuanming was leaving and sighed in admiration, then turned back to look at a group of monks who had not yet come to their senses, his face suddenly became serious and full of majesty.
"Fajing, you have deep demonic roots. Go to the back mountain and face the wall for ten years to eliminate the demonic thoughts in your heart."
Fajing, who had an angry look on his face, was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. This was completely different from the conversations Abbot Kongwen had with him in the past, but it seemed that only Abbot Kongwen could speak such unique words that contained Buddhist Zen principles and majesty.
can do.
"yes!"
He lowered his head instinctively, but the demonic thoughts in his heart suddenly became strong again, and his facial features were slightly distorted.
"Who do you think you are? You're just giving orders in Shaolin before you can even determine whether it's true or false?"
"Amitabha! Han Guang has done a lot of harm to people."
Abbot Kongwen lowered his brows, and there was a hint of sadness and regret between his brows.
It was precisely because of his mistakes that led to Shaolin's current situation.
"Let me see, maybe this so-called abbot was fabricated by Kong Wen and He Qi in order to control Shaolin. We can't be deceived by them. Let's join forces and use the temple's treasure to suppress him.
."
"Amitabha! The evil thoughts are so deep, it seems that I am the only one who takes action personally."
Kong Wen sighed, a huge golden body appeared behind him, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring in the void.
A group of monks were stunned, even Fa Jing was stunned for a moment.
Since the battle with the magician Han Guang, the real Dragon Subduing Golden Body has never been shown in the world.
And today, they saw it with their own eyes again.
Fa Jing, who was already at the master level, had no resistance at all. He was directly held down by the huge palm, and was thrown into the back mountain with a light throw.
The golden body opened its mouth, and the sound shook the void.
"I have been facing the wall for twenty years. After twenty years, I will come to take the exam. Once the magic training is gone, I can walk out of it."
The majestic words made the group of monks change their expressions, but their eyes filled with tears.
The back mountain of Shaolin is a forbidden area among forbidden areas. Only the abbot of Shaolin can completely enter and exit, and he will be able to suppress it without carrying the treasure that suppresses demons.
The Dragon Subduing Golden Body is unique. Although the magician Han Guang can fake the aura, the real power and the Buddhist Zen charm cannot be faked. Now with Abbot Kongwen showing it without reservation, they can all feel the Subduing Dragon.
The Zen charm of the dragon's golden body.
Until now, they still can't tell who is the real abbot and who is the fake abbot, so they can just fall to the ground and die.
Kong Wen glanced at all the sentient beings with a majestic expression, and happened to meet Xuan Bei's tear-filled eyes, which were full of surprise and sadness.
"Brother!"
"Junior brother, I have worked hard for you all these years."