"Hey, where is the person?" Turkey prepared the offal noodles, but when he turned around, he found that Wang Xu was missing.
At this time, Wang Xu had already left Causeway Bay and crossed the sea to the mainland.
Nanhe, Shaoshi Mountain, Shaolin Temple
In oriental movies, the Shaolin Temple is a beautiful sight, and Wang Xu and Shaolin have an indissoluble bond.
From the beginning of the world of The Deer and the Cauldron, Wang Xu first learned the Golden Bell and then the Yi Jin Jing. In terms of martial arts alone, he is half a Shaolin man.
Standing at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain again, looking at the mountain gate with the words "thousand-year-old temple" written on it, Wang Xu felt a lot for a while.
It's just that the time is a little unlucky. It's almost early morning when I look at the clock, so I'd better go back and get ready and come back tomorrow.
the next day
As the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism and a famous mountain in China, Shaolin Temple has been prosperous since its establishment.
As soon as the gate of the mountain was opened in the morning, there was an endless stream of tourists going up to the mountain to worship the Buddha. There were thousands of people in dense crowds.
Wang Xu was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit and sunglasses. After buying a ticket at the door, he followed the tourists up the mountain.
Behind him, there were twenty porters carrying boxes, which seemed a bit strange compared to those travelers whose families were traveling by car.
"Boss, what is in here? It's so heavy!"
A porter carrying a box followed Wang Xu, curious about the contents of the box.
These porters were all residents at the foot of the mountain. They were hired by Wang Xu for five hundred yuan each to carry his burdens.
The so-called burden is a bamboo pole with two small boxes tied with red silk at both ends.
Regarding what was in the box, Wang Xu smiled and did not say anything, his expression a bit mysterious.
After passing the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, there is a corridor leading up the mountain. Looking from the bottom up, you can vaguely see the buildings on the mountain.
Ten minutes later, Wang Xu and his party followed the tourists, stepped through the gate with the three characters "Shaolin Temple" written on it, and arrived at the Temple of the Heavenly King.
Wang Xu walked into the Palace of Heavenly Kings and bowed to the statues of the four heavenly kings.
The Zhike monk in the Heavenly King's Hall saw a pilgrim coming in. He came up with his hands clasped and whispered: "Donor, do you want to offer incense? We have three types of incense here: large, medium and small. Two hundred small incense, five hundred medium incense and one large incense."
Thousands of incense lead directly to the bliss of the West. The four heavenly kings will definitely bless the donor, and the weather will be smooth and safe."
The corner of Wang Xu's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was under an overpass and was pulled by a vendor asking if he wanted porn.
Sure enough, in different dimensions, Shaolin Temple is still the same as a bird.
Wang Xu studied Shaolin martial arts and was considered half Shaolin. He knew these guys very well.
"Three large sticks of incense are a token of sincerity." Wang Xu took out thirty hundred-yuan bills and handed them to Zhike Monk. He took three large incense sticks as thick as his thumb and lit them in the incense burner of the Heavenly King's Hall.
Looking at the slowly burning incense, the knowledgeable monk picked up the flowers and smiled, showing the demeanor of an eminent monk.
As for the family of four who came in at the same time as Wang Xu and just turned around without buying incense, Zhike Monk didn't even look at them.
"Amitabha, three big incense sticks, the fragrance leads to bliss, one adds blessing, one adds wealth, and one adds longevity, the donor's merits are immeasurable!" Zhike Monk's voice was loud, and he worshiped Wang Xu respectfully on his lips, but from the corner of his eyes, he could see
Looking at other tourists entering the Tianwang Palace.
The tourists gathered together in twos and threes, and after hearing Zhike Monk's words, a few of them were moved.
After getting together to discuss for a while, a couple bought some incense to wish them a long life together.
An old man bought a small incense to bless his children and grandchildren with safety and prosperity, and the smell of incense in the Temple of the Heavenly King became stronger for a while.
"Burning incense is just a trivial matter, not enough to show my sincerity. These two boxes are gifts to the King of Heaven."
Wang Xu took two small boxes from the porters' hands and enshrined them on the altar table in the Heavenly King's Hall.
Zhike Monk hesitated for a moment, but still did not ask what was in the box. Anyway, he did not believe that anyone would dare to come to the Shaolin Temple to cause trouble.
After enshrining two boxes, Wang Xu left the Heavenly King's Hall and continued walking to the back.
Tianwang Hall, Main Hall, Guanyin Hall, Sixth Patriarch Hall, Bell Tower and Drum Tower, Bodhidharma Pavilion, First Ancestor Temple, Thousand Buddha Hall, Arhat Hall, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Hall.
Wang Xu walked and stopped, burning incense in the temple, meeting the Buddha and paying homage to the Buddha.
Passing through ten halls along the way, twenty boxes carried by ten porters were quickly enshrined on the altar table.
Many monks were wondering what was in the box, until a young monk could not hold back and secretly opened the box.
"Wow!" The monk who opened the box saw a golden light and twenty-five gold bars lying quietly inside the box.
The surrounding monks heard the exclamations and came over to take a look. When they saw two boxes containing fifty gold bars, they all gasped.
"Uncle Master, before that person came to Arhat Hall, he seemed to have placed two boxes in Thousand Buddha Hall!"
The young monk looked at the old monk. Although he didn't speak clearly, the old monk already understood the meaning and walked quickly towards the Thousand Buddhas Hall.
Luohan Hall, Thousand Buddha Hall, Chuzu Temple, Bodhidharma Pavilion, Bell Tower and Drum Tower
The old monk checked the main halls one by one and found that as long as there was a main hall, there were two boxes for offerings.
When I opened the box and took a look, I saw that it was nothing but gold. There were twenty-five gold bars in each box, and two boxes in each hall. No more, no less.
The old monk's breathing was rapid, his sallow face suddenly turned rosy, he held the door of the main hall and roared: "Come quickly, inform the abbot, senior brother"
Ten halls, two boxes in each hall, and fifty gold bars, which is five hundred pounds of gold.
You know, Wang Xu went up the mountain with twenty porters and forty boxes. Isn't this a thousand catties of gold?
Following the old monk's roar, the entire Shaolin Temple was alarmed.
Half an hour later, Gong De Lin
"Thousands of gold are used to pay homage to the Buddha. The benefactor's merits are immeasurable. It's a sin for the poor monk not to be able to greet him from afar. A sin!" Just as Wang Xu was looking at the merit forest, a Buddha's name suddenly came to his ears.
Looking back, he saw a monk wearing a red cassock standing behind him with a smile.
Wang Xu was startled when he saw this person.
He had just observed Gong De Lin, and although he was a little entranced, it didn't mean he was defenseless and didn't even know someone was standing behind him.
But in fact, Wang Xu really didn't notice when this person appeared or when he stood behind him.
"Amitabha, the donor is frowning, but what is on his mind?"
Master Mengwei proclaimed the name of Buddha, his feet remained motionless, and he stood in front of Wang Xu in a floating manner, and said in surprise: "Hey, donor, your martial arts are actually from my Shaolin lineage, and your true energy is magnificent and magnificent, showing a light gold
It’s obvious that he has practiced the Yi Jin Jing and has reached a small level of success. He is only one step away from a big level of success. It’s really amazing!”
Floating, really floating, the people did not move, but the earth sent them here.
Wang Xu's eyes were filled with shock. What kind of martial arts is this? It's not crossing the river with a reed. Crossing the river with a reed is not that powerful. Could it be the legendary magical foot power?
And just by looking at him, I could not only see through his martial arts foundation, but also what kind of martial arts he practiced. This must be a sign of clairvoyance.
Seeing two martial arts magical powers in succession, Wang Xu's face was unmoved, but his heart was already turned upside down.
What kind of strength is the Master of Wet Dreams? Grandmaster or Broken Level. The latter is more likely.
This miraculous ability has gone beyond the level of martial arts and can only be explained by martial arts supernatural powers.
After all, this is a world where immortals and Buddhas have descended, and the power system is very huge. It is not an ordinary martial arts world.
"Wang Xu, a young scholar, has met Master Mengwei. Does the master use martial arts magical powers?"
Wang Xu put his hands together and asked respectfully.
Master Mengwei nodded with a smile, walked around Wang Xu and looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes."
After saying this, Master Mengyi was silent for a while and suddenly asked: "Donor, you are born with wisdom and are destined to be a Buddha. It would be a pity not to be a monk. I wonder if you are interested in becoming a monk?"