There are green hills, secluded green trees, and the mountain wind blows away the dryness. There are stone paths in the mountains and forests winding upwards, and you can see the corner of the pagoda in the distance.
Thousand-year-old temple, Shaolin.
Because there are people on it, this ancient temple plays an important role like Mount Tai and Beidou in many worlds, especially the world of martial arts.
People are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being strong. Being too famous is not necessarily a good thing.
Not only are young heroes from all walks of life gearing up and using Shaolin as a backdrop to build their reputation, but there are also evil demon sects that are eyeing Shaolin as a stepping stone to dominate the martial arts world.
The pack of wolves looked around and surrounded him. Faced with this scene, the abbot's mind gradually broadened.
People have to keep their heads down under the eaves. Facing these gangs, they are like wolves and tigers. They are so petty that they easily make enemies and cannot survive at all.
To put it bluntly, the main reason is that this abbot is not strong enough.
Not only the abbot, but the overall strength of the Shaolin Temple is also lackluster. In this case, the sign of being a martial arts master is often blocked by people every day.
This time, the traffic jam was the worst.
Ding Chunqiu, who calls himself "Xingxiu Old Immortal" and is notorious as "Xingxiu Old Monster" in the world, leads his people to destroy the Quanzhen Sect, and then sets his sights on Shaolin. He calls on his friends and posts hero posts in order to complete the massacre and destroy Buddhism.
His unparalleled achievements have made his throne as leader of the martial arts alliance inlaid with gold and diamonds.
There is no such thing as a martial arts leader in the martial arts world. Whoever has a big fist and has many friends is the martial arts leader.
Ding Chunqiu had very few friends, and all of them were used up by the sacrifices he made to block the swords. He proclaimed himself the leader of the martial arts alliance, relying on his big fists and his powerful skills to make people in the world frightened.
The abbot was helpless about this. Shaolin had been passed down for thousands of years, but it was still weighed down by its reputation. He ignored the monks hurriedly running away with their bags on their backs, silently recited the Buddha's name, and Shi Shiran started walking around the temple.
Walking to the monk's residence, the abbot saw that the big house and the small house were empty, and there was not a single light source. He felt sad again.
Just as he was sighing with emotion, he saw an ugly monk who was still chanting sutras in the monk's house in front of him. He was twenty years old and had dull qualifications. He was not a talented person. However, the abbot was very impressed by him and knew that he was a Xu of the Xu generation.
bamboo.
Not everyone can be so ugly.
"Xu Zhu, I didn't expect that Xu Zhu left you alone." A friend in need is a friend indeed, the abbot was deeply touched, and took Xu Zhu's hand and walked towards the main hall.
Xu Zhu followed with a grimace, turning back three times at a time, looking at the luggage hidden under the quilt, complaining in his heart, and then looking at the abbot's face of relief, he couldn't speak after all, and chose to let the abbot make the decision as usual.
A little monk who is not very smart, follows the crowd, and has no independent opinions.
Only in the aspect of ugliness is he very individual.
In the Main Hall, the head of the Bodhidharma Temple stood in a row with a dozen or so monks with serious faces. It's funny to say that such a large Shaolin Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is a critical moment of life and death. Only this kind of people are willing to stay and regard death as home.
"Abbott, according to your instructions, the heroes who came to help have been persuaded to go back." The head of Bodhidharma Academy said.
"Thanks a lot."
The abbot smiled lightly and saw Xu Zhu next to him scratching his head anxiously. His smile remained unchanged and he explained: "Every bustle in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. These few words have made all the fame and fortune in the world, even I, a Shaolin monk,
I don’t want to stay and live and die with the temple, let alone an outsider. Why don’t we get together and part ways today so that some eminent monks can rebuild Shaolin in the future, so that we can borrow the power of the four parties to continue our incense.”
Xu Zhu scratched his head: "Abbott, do you mean that these people are not here to help Shaolin, but are here for fame and fortune?"
"You can't say it, you don't have to say it."
The abbot took out a jade Buddha pendant and stuffed it into Xu Zhu's hand: "This temple has experienced thousands of years of ups and downs, and today it is in its twilight years. This is the trend of all things. The calamity of Old Immortal Xingxiu will come sooner or later, so you can't force it."
Xu Zhu took the pendant and said dryly: "Abbott, if you can't afford to offend him, you can hide. When the people from the Xingxiu Sect leave, we can move back."
"People's hearts are unpredictable, only when they are in trouble."
The abbot did not explain, but pointed at the pendant and said: "Xuzhu, you are simple-minded, I will give you a task. Take the Jade Buddha to the Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain. There is a living dead named 'Xiaoyaozi' there, and ask him to come out and deal with it.
Ding Chunqiu."
"Abbott, do the living dead count as dead or alive?"
"Abbot!!"
A warrior monk ran in with a stick: "The demons and ghosts of the Xingxiu Sect have arrived outside the main hall. All the second and third generation disciples have disappeared. Only..." is left in the Shaolin Temple..."
"Amitabha, there is no need to say any more."
The abbot said to Xu Zhu: "Go and take a look outside. If you have a chance, escape quickly. If you don't have a chance, remember to come back to me."
Xu Zhu nodded repeatedly, strode away, and stumbled back after a moment.
Apparently, he didn't find the chance.
The abbot frowned: "Xuzhu, how many people are coming outside?"
"Abbott, there are only two of them, one for fame and one for profit."
"..."
The abbot tugged at his white beard and was too lazy to keep pretending, so he asked Xu Zhu to go to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion and find a corner to hide, and wait for the monsters from the Xingxiu Sect to leave before going down the mountain to Misty Peak of Tianshan Mountain.
Xu Zhu wanted to run away for a long time, but never found a chance. Hearing this, he rushed towards the Sutra Pavilion.
Then……
"You, who are you?"
In the Sutra Pavilion, Xu Zhu saw Liao Wenjie who was looking through the martial arts secret books, with a bitter look on his face, and an immense sadness in his heart.
No wonder he is so ugly, he turns out to be so handsome.
"Don't worry about me passing by. I'll leave as soon as I finish reading these books."
Liao Wenjie smiled back and killed Xu Zhu in an instant. The latter squatted in the corner with wet eyes, shook the bookshelf, pulled down a large number of classics, and buried his weather-beaten body in the sea of books.
Knowledge makes him happy.
Liao Wenjie glanced at Xu Zhu, raised his hand to calculate slightly, and shook his head in disappointment, the embodiment of kindness slowly walked out, transformed into an old monk with white beard and long eyebrows, picked up the broom beside the door, and walked slowly towards the direction of the Main Hall.
When he suddenly heard that the Xingxiu Sect was besieging the Shaolin Temple, Liao Wenjie didn't believe it at first.
Anyone who has watched The Eight Parts of the Sky and the Dragon knows that one monk, two aunts, three elders and four masters, one monk refers to the sweeping monk, who has the fate of being the 'librarian' of the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion. He is invincible in the world. Anyone who dares to disobey will be directly punished.
The Germans beat him until he became autistic.
Ding Chunqiu's martial arts is not ranked among the top ten in the entire Tian Long Ba Bu. What qualifications do he have to lead a crowd to surround the Shaolin Temple, just because he kills people without blinking an eye?
After a quick calculation, he really has the ability to destroy Shaolin.
It's not because of how powerful Ding Chunqiu is, but because in this world, the Xiaoyao sect has collectively cultivated immortality. Ding Chunqiu's strength has increased with the tide, and it is no less than a dimensionality reduction blow against people in the martial arts world.
In addition, the One Monk, Two Gua, Three Elders and Four Jue deletions were deleted, leaving only One Gua and Three Elders, which are Xu Zhu and the three elders of Xiaoyao Sect.
Without Xiao Feng, the real name is a pity.
Throughout the Jin sect of martial arts, Liao Wenjie’s two favorite characters are Dog Brother and Xiao Feng.
I thought that if I met him, I would make up for my regrets, but a basin of cold water was poured on me, and no such person was found.
In fact, what Liao Wenjie regrets the most is that even if he deleted "One Monk, Two Friends, Three Old Men, and Four Jue", Duan Zhengchun, who has a bunch of confidants and a group of beautiful daughters, was also deleted.
Unable to meet like-minded people and exchange experiences and encourage each other, Liao Wenjie beat his chest for a long time and could only read books honestly.
Bang!
The door to the Cangjin Pavilion opened again, and two pretty boys walked in. They were Ding Chunqiu's disciples, and they came to the Cangjing Pavilion to steal martial arts secrets.
If you look closely, you will find that one of the pretty girls has exaggerated chest muscles, bright eyes and white teeth, and is clearly a beauty dressed in men's clothing.
Azi and Big Bear.
Ding Chunqiu was ruthless and capricious, and his disciples were no better. Following Ding Chunqiu's teachings, every one of them dreamed of rebelling and killing their master.
Azi and Daxiong came to the Sutra Pavilion to look for the Shaolin Temple's treasure, the Yi Jin Sutra. They thought that all the monks had either escaped or were confronting Ding Chunqiu in the Main Hall. They never expected that there was still someone in the Sutra Pavilion.
"Who are you?"
"How brave you are to follow our Xingxiu sect to take advantage of it and just drink some soup, but you still want to eat meat."
When the two of them saw that there was no reflection on Liao Wenjie's head, they guessed that he was a scumbag who followed the large army up the mountain to try his luck. He relied on his background in the Xingxiu sect and immediately became confident.
The two of them raised their chests and raised their heads, and Azi's chest muscles became even more exaggerated.
Liao Wenjie turned his head to look at the two funny men, shook his head speechlessly, and continued to read the secret book.
When he turned around, Ah Zi and Da Xiong both gasped.
Azi: What a handsome man. If he confesses to me, will I obey him or not?
Big Bear: What a handsome man. This is a rare enemy in your life. You must kill him!
Azi, who looked like a nymphomaniac, sensed a strong murderous intention around her. After regaining consciousness, she wiped the corners of her mouth and used her arms to block the bear that was about to come forward with a knife.
"Junior sister, what do you mean? Are you attracted to this pretty boy?" Big Bear said sinisterly.
"Senior brother, you think too much, I am crazy about you, okay?"
Ah Zi replied with a serious face: "This Scripture-Depository Pavilion is very dark. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. I suspect there is a trap. I stopped you because I was afraid that you would get hurt, senior brother."
"Haha, before you lie to others, wipe your nosebleed first."
"Have it?"
Azi raised her hand in surprise, and she was so surprised that she gave out a nosebleed. She said calmly: "I am addicted to senior brother's beauty, and I can't stop until now. So I got a little angry. It's all senior brother's fault."
"It's easy to say that when we find the 'Yi Jin Jing', we will stay together and fly away to a foreign country, practice in seclusion for decades and then come back to the world. During this period, senior brother, I will risk my life not to lose fire for you." At this point,
The big bear took a look at Azi's pretty face, then at her exaggerated pectoralis major muscles, and then two lines of nosebleeds flowed out.
I only dare to look at it, but I don’t dare to start it.
There is serious internal strife in the Xingxiu sect, and each of Ding Chunqiu's disciples is more sinister than the last. How can a little beauty like A'Zi, who has such an attractive figure and looks, and is likely to disappear several times in a night while walking at night, grow up to such a big age peacefully, and not be captured?
The fact that other brothers and sisters teach with integrity can only explain one problem.