That day, when the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone down from the sky, the gate of Shaolin Temple opened, and two young monks stood on both sides to greet the guests. Today is destined to become a trace in the history of Shaolin.
"Success or failure depends on this!" Du Zhen murmured, and then asked a monk next to him: "Has the master explained everything?"
The monk nodded hurriedly, "Master said that Shaolin will be reopened. He will definitely contribute some of his strength. Shaolin cannot be bullied. Buddhism will return and rise in the near future!"
Du Zhen nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, let's go notify the stick monk and the disciples of Bodhidharma Academy. I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle today!"
"Yes, senior brother!" The monk nodded, and finally added hesitantly, "By the way, the abbot said that if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person. Once you fail, Shaolin will abandon you without hesitation and push you to those who stop you to vent your anger.
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Of course, he hopes you will succeed so that you can not only become the first abbot, but also the next Shaolin abbot!"
A bit realistic and a bit cruel!
But Du Zhen could only nod heavily in the end, "For the success or failure of Shaolin, I am willing to give it a try, even if I pay the price!"
Shaolin has been waiting for this day for many years. They are no longer willing to hide in Songshan Mountain, guarding the small temple all day long without development, no incense and no luck. Over the years, Shaolin has almost faded away from the martial arts world.
"Let's go!"
In the end, Monk Duzhen had no choice but to take people to the mountain gate. Whether he can reopen the mountain gate and establish a new world depends on today. As the person in charge of this incident, he must go to meet many comrades in the world.
From the moment the sun rose, people from all walks of life gathered here, waiting for other companions to come over, and then rushed in to ask the monks for an explanation.
Led by the Taoist sects, and supplemented by the various sects in the Jianghu, they filled up the roads going up the mountain one by one and headed towards the Shaolin Mountain Gate.
In front of the mountain gate, Jiang Qian and his people had already occupied a good seat. Looking at the mountain gate like a dragon passing through the city, even the beggar gang was not immune. The believers were vying to be connected to their luck, and Hong Qigong also wanted to fight for it.
A fight.
In addition, each Taoist sect is led by one or more old Taoist priests, followed by a few well-dressed men, who look extremely powerful and domineering.
"Boy Jiang, why don't you go up?" Seeing the smile on Jiang Que's face, Hong Qigong couldn't help but come up and asked.
Jiang Chi shrugged his shoulders and said: "I am not the vanguard this time. There is no need to rush for first place. I have to give others a chance to perform, right? The competition between Taoism and Buddhism is a dispute between Taoism and Taoism. It doesn't matter if I am involved.
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He just came to see the show.
Hearing this, Hong Qigong could only smile bitterly, and finally glared angrily and said: "You know how to tease me, if Buddhism really wants to become bigger, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you too, so just keep an eye on it."
This was true. Jiang Chi didn't even deny it, "Qi Gong is right, but guys like the Dao Sect are not good people either. It's best to let them fight and lose both sides."
"You kid, you're a human spirit!" Hong Qigong curled his lips, and in the end he had no choice but to lead the Beggar Clan members to follow the group of Taoist disciples and rush towards the Shaolin Mountain Gate.
After a few breaths.
"What, Shaolin wants to stop us?"
An old Taoist said coldly and sternly: "Back then, your Shaolin family promised not to reopen for a hundred years. Now you are openly violating the agreement. Could it be that you want to make the world an enemy?"
Du Zhen looked at this group of harmless Taoist priests indifferently, and said with an ugly expression: "Let them go in first, watch the seats at the Shaolin martial arts arena, and send someone to make tea, and serve the best tea to all the heroes in the world.
It’s all served.”
Many Taoist disciples and Jianghu people behind him were stunned, and they all thought to themselves, "The first genius of Bodhidharma Academy is indeed extraordinary."
Ordinary monks would be very angry or have all kinds of theories that would block them at the door, but this monk Du Zhen is different. He pays homage first and then fights!
Jiang Chi followed the crowd and murmured: "With this person in Shaolin, great prosperity is inevitable, but I am afraid that some of Shaolin's many years of heritage will have to be taken away."
However, adhering to the attitude of watching a show, he still followed him, so that he could at least have a cup of Shaolin tea.
Martial Arts Arena.
Now, people from Shaolin have arranged countless seats, brought several tables, and served expensive tea to entertain people from all over the world.
After everyone sat down, Du Zhen said loudly: "Everyone, the poor monk has already known your intention to come. There was indeed an agreement between Shaolin and various sects in the world decades ago, but you should all know that times have changed.
, I, the Shaolin Master, cannot hide in the mountains all my life. The gates of the Shaolin Temple will be reopened today. Please put forward any requests you have!"
He spoke very straightforwardly from the beginning, and everyone in the world suddenly realized that Shaolin had brought the matter to light, and they recognized the previous agreement, but they also recognized the matter of reopening the mountain gate.
"Young monk, this is against the rules of Shaolin!" An old Taoist said in a deep voice after a long time.
"Back then, you closed the mountains when you wanted to, and sent the heroes of the world to compete with the Jinren in just one sentence. Now that the world is gradually becoming more stable, you just want to reopen the mountains to get a share of the pie. But how can there be such a good thing in the world?"
At this time, another old Taoist priest also spoke in a cold voice, and the directory contained a cold light.
"All the believers in the world are being divided up. If you, Shaolin, come to join in the fun, you are just stealing food from everyone. Who would want to?" At this time, a man from the world said coldly.
Now that people are coming out to carve up the benefits, it makes no one feel good.
There are still some who have not expressed their stance, but their eyes have already said everything. Monk Duzhen saw it clearly and couldn't help but sneer, "Everyone, as long as you let me, Shaolin, reopen the gates of the mountain, as long as I, Shaolin, can afford the price, just open it."
But there was one thing he didn't say: If Shaolin couldn't afford the price, he would never pay it.
But who would have thought, an old Taoist priest shook his head and sneered: "I'm afraid I can't do it if I want to pay a price in exchange for the opportunity to reopen the mountain gate. As long as you Shaolin continues to close the mountain, we people will come down immediately!"
It is impossible to reopen the mountain gate. Reopening it is equivalent to grabbing the benefits from their bowl. Luck, a mysterious thing that can increase the speed of cultivation, is definitely more important than pills.
Even if Shaolin offers some benefits, no one will give in.
"Everyone, it is impossible to seal the mountain. You should put forward other conditions later, otherwise we poor monks will not care about you." Du Zhen shrugged and said calmly.
Whether you like to talk about it or not, Shaolin doesn’t matter whether you are sitting there or against it.
At this time, an old Taoist suddenly said coldly: "So, Shaolin must reopen the gates, and young monk, do you want to have a fight with us?"
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down. These old Taoist priests were not vegetarians.
If you want to share your luck, there is no way!
Du Zhen glanced at it coldly and said: "I have done it once, and I have done it once. I, Shaolin, are not afraid of you ants!"