An old monk was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Amitabha, the relics of the World Honored One have appeared in this world. Today I heard news that the relics are in Prince Zhao's Mansion. Although our Buddhist monastery is a place of pure cultivation and tranquility, and does not disturb the chaos of the world, but the poor monk
We believe that the relics of the World Honored One are indeed the most precious treasure of Buddhism, and that our Shaolin Temple is the true inheritance of Buddhism in China. We should keep this relic. I wonder if you, brothers and sisters, agree?"
The other monks heard this and fell silent.
Shaolin was originally in a closed mountain, but because the relics were left behind by the World Honored One, they had to go out to seek them out, hoping to bring them back to Shaolin and enshrine them in order to suppress Shaolin!
The world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, and Shaolin is also an important place for Buddhism. It should be guarded by the bones and relics of the Buddha, the Buddha.
Next to him, another old monk nodded, "Brother, you are right. The relics of the World Honored One should belong to my Shaolin. This is a belief. Even if my Shaolin is lost forever, I should still take them!"
Even though Shaolin has long lost its former glory, it is not someone who can be manipulated by others, and it will never let the relics of the World Honored One fall into the hands of outsiders.
"Du Zhen, you are the most talented person among our young generation in Shaolin. You have practiced Yi Jin Sutra and Bodhidharma Heart Sutra for many years. You are also born with a Buddha's heart. You should be the future Buddha of our Buddhism. You must find this relic."
!" The old monk said calmly in a blink of an eye.
Next to him, a young monk in pale yellow robes nodded, "Master, uncle, and fellow masters and uncles, don't worry. This poor monk has practiced the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra for many years, and his seventy-two unique skills have already enlightened his own mind. If the World Honored Tathagata Buddha
The bone relic is really in the palace of Prince Zhao, and I will seize it from Shaolin to rectify my reputation!
To avoid further delay, I thought I would take the Shaolin monks to Prince Zhao’s Mansion tonight to find out what is going on. If there are any relics, I hope you will support me!"
Du Zhen was full of confidence this time and wanted to use supreme force to seize the relic of the World Honored One, which should be the most sacred object of Shaolin.
"How many stick monks do you want?" The old monk's turbid eyes suddenly brightened up, with a look of joy on his face, "If you win back the relics, you will be the number one in Shaolin and the head of the Bodhidharma Hall!"
Benefits need to be promised, and many things cannot just be talked about verbally, but must be discussed in detail.
Monk Duzhen nodded, and finally said: "Fifty stick monks are enough. This time they just went to Prince Zhao's Mansion to find out. They are not really sure that the relic is in Prince Zhao's Mansion."
"That's fine."
The old monk nodded, not knowing what he was thinking of, and said: "Tonight, you will lead the fifty stick monks to Prince Zhao's Mansion. The poor monk estimates that there are many people in the world who are going to find out what's going on.
You need to pay attention to Duzhen. Before you see the relic, it is best not to have any interactions or grudges with those people in the world. If you get the relic, you must bring it out even if there are thousands of people blocking it. The poor monk will take his junior brothers and others to help him.
In addition, if you are blocked by the gold soldiers, just kill them!
When the Buddha had the Angry-Eye Vajra, he also had the means to subjugate demons, and even had unparalleled martial arts. Although we are Shaolin Buddhists, the monks are also Han Chinese and have ethnic groups!
Do you understand?"
The old monk is not a pedantic person. A monk is also a human being, not a god. He is a human being with parents, a nation and a country, as well as benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom, trust, and even a sense of shame.
"Watatsu really understands!"
The young monk nodded, bowed respectfully to the old monks, and said: "Please wait patiently, the poor monk will leave now!"
He possesses the Shaolin Bodhidharma Heart Sutra, has supreme magical power to protect his body, and is a person who has practiced both inside and outside the Bodhidharma Hall. His combat power is monstrous and majestic, and he is definitely one of the top young men's combat power.
"Go for it!"
The old monks nodded and confidently said to the fifty stick monks: "Our Shaolin heritage has lasted for thousands of years. Most of the world's unparalleled martial arts came from our Songshan Shaolin. You possess the magical skills of Buddhism and practice Zen.
To understand Taoism and cultivate supernatural powers, I must not let my reputation in Shaolin be ruined, especially in front of those from the Tibetan Tantric Sect!"
"yes!"
All the stick monks bowed their heads in response. This time they went to Prince Zhao's Mansion to seize the relic of the World Honored One. They should be the vanguard, and they would not hesitate to open mountains and crack rocks for Shaolin.
Monk Duzhen's expression was as calm as tea. Looking at the dark night sky, he couldn't help but murmured: "It seems that tonight is a good time, but the night is dark and windy and murderous. Many people in the world may not be able to wait."
Shaolin has unparalleled magical skills, but still felt that there were many strong men in the world and could not be stopped by one person. He led fifty Shaolin monks, covered them with silk scarves so that no one could recognize them, and quickly headed towards Prince Zhao's Mansion with the Shaolin masters.
In the inn, where the group of monks live.
An old monk looked like a man who was neither happy nor sad, but also seemed to be sitting in oblivion. He said calmly: "His Holiness, there is news that there is a relic of the World Honored One in the palace of King Zhao, the golden man. I wonder if our Tantric Sect can do anything to avoid giving in.
It would be bad for those ordinary people in the world to get there first and occupy the vanguard."
Another monk also said quickly: "Yes, don't let others take the relics of the World Honored One. After all, they are also my Buddhist sacred objects. Don't let others take the lead. If someone accidentally fuses the relics and breaks through to the peerless world, for me,
It will also be a huge loss for Tantric Buddhism, so it would be better to make a decision early."
The young monk nodded naturally and sighed: "The relic has appeared, and the originally peaceful metropolis is about to stir up a storm again."
Lao Fanseng also explained with considerable agreement, "There will be storms, but so what, this is Dadu, the territory of the Jin people, not the Tibetan border and the Western Regions, let alone the territory of the Song Dynasty. Let there be chaos.
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In the end, he nodded and confirmed: "That's right, this place is not our Tibetan border in the Western Region, nor is it the Song Dynasty in China. No one will care if there is chaos here, even those in the world may not care.
Therefore, the poor monk decided: Tonight, I, a master of Tantric Buddhism, will go to Prince Zhao's Mansion to find out whether the relics of the World Honored One are real or fake.
If it is true, firstly, it can suppress our Tibetan Tantric Sect, so that no one can invade; secondly, we can absorb the energy left by the World Honored One Tathagata and break into the innate peerless world, becoming a generation of masters, even the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu can be achieved.
Well; thirdly, our Tantric Sect also belongs to the same lineage of Buddhism, how can we just watch the World Honored One's relics wander outside!"
After the young monk finished speaking, he looked at the old monks, full of confidence.
The old monks nodded naturally and said in unison: "This is very good. This move by the Dharma King should be the first of its kind for our tantric Buddhist sect and create great opportunities for our sect to grow!"
The monk nodded, and in a blink of an eye, he ordered his troops to head towards Prince Zhao's Mansion. Shaolin was not willing to show weakness, how could their Tibetan Tantric Sect be willing to fall behind?
With a faint smile, the young Buddhist monk jumped up and used Qinggong to fly away. The power of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is not small, and he will definitely gain the upper hand this time.
Shaolin has magical skills that have been passed down for thousands of years, but their Tantric sect is not far behind either.
"Brother Jiang, these Jianghu people are going to Prince Zhao's Mansion to plunder the Buddha's bone relics!" Huang Rong looked at Jiang Que in confusion and said, "Aren't you going to join in the fun?"