Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Meng Chun's warm sun shone through the bamboo screen window, and his face was already hot, but his body was so lazy that he didn't want to move a finger, as if everything had stopped working, only the crackling sound of the bamboo charcoal being burned by the stove beside his ears .

There were two people sitting idle in the empty room, and they didn't speak at this time, but there were voices coming from all the halls of Xitan, which was very different from the coldness of the past.

Jiang Wenduan sat in the abbot's abode, and frowned slightly as he met the old monk's eyes. A wisp of sandalwood rose from the meditation room, like a whale or a crane, ascending to the sky and into the sea, gradually drifting into the cool and transparent air of the mountain temple .

Abbot Hongbian made a cup of tea for each of them, his ugly face had recovered a lot, his benevolent eyebrows were kind and dignified, and anyone who saw them should respect them.

"Abbot, your cup of tea has been soaked for too long, it is bitter, Jiang will definitely not drink it."

Naturally, tea doesn't matter how strong it is, there are people who drink tea, Jiang Wen doesn't care if he comes and goes suddenly, obviously the old monk has something to say.

Abbot Hongbian groaned silently, and the Buddha beads twirled. Now Jiang Wen couldn't sit still. His internal injury from being hit by a six-meridian sword hadn't healed yet, so he didn't have the time to accompany the old monk to participate in the bitter meditation here.

What Jiang Wen didn't know was that the old monk in front of him was really afraid of Jiang Wen's mouth. That day, the old monk also hid in the Wei Tuo Hall and witnessed the whole process. He knew that his mouth was as frightening as if it had been opened. He limped three arrogant martial arts masters.

Later, Jiang Wen said that if nothing happened for three days, the world would be safe for three days; Jiang Wen told Abbot Hongbian to calm down, and everything in Xitan Temple was really as usual for a long time.Until today, for some reason, he finally made up his mind to invite Jiang Wen, who was in retreat to heal his wounds.

But for a while, I didn't know where to start. After all, all the changes were so blunt that many people had no time to react.

The masters of the Pingxi Palace joined hands to kill the mountain gate, Xitan Temple was full of old and weak, and there was no danger to defend. The monks struggled to resist bloody rivers, and were finally taken away to collect classics and scriptures. Mixed in the rumors of the rivers and lakes, there will be no surprises.

But according to the pilgrims who wandered around the mountain gate of Xitan Temple that day, the dozens of masters sent by the Pingxi Palace had never even broken through the mountain gate. Blocked in the Weituo Hall, and finally paid a heavy price for one injury and three defeats.

Since ancient times, rumors cannot be fully believed, and it is reasonable to add exaggerated attachments and many interpretations. People in Dali and other places know it well.For example, the Pingxi Palace has attracted so many strange people and strangers, even if the Buddha himself came in person, he would have to be scraped off a layer of gold powder. How could he be afraid of a small temple?

But when these people made side-stepping anxiously, they found that even in the Pingxi Palace, there are still rumors that the four masters were defeated, and some even said that three of the masters were not defeated, but were defeated. Transduced by the profound and mysterious Buddhist teachings, now they put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas on the spot. No one can persuade them to leave Xitan Temple.

So, no matter how unbelievable everyone is, they can only temporarily think that Xitan Temple has really turned the corner from the overwhelming situation this time...

"Amitabha, it seems that Jiang Tanyue is not fond of tea."

Abbot Hongbian finally spoke.

Jiang Wen's face darkened, and he was holding this cup of unknown soup that was three points darker than traditional Chinese medicine. He didn't understand why the old monk tasted tea so strangely, just like the old monk himself, giving people a strange feeling of oozing out mud and spreading it evenly. Feel.

Jiang Wen originally thought that the old monk Hongbian would blame him for his nonsense a few days ago. After all, he used the fabricated origin of Xitan Temple to deceive outsiders, and he insisted on blowing up Zhuguo Xitan Temple as Dali Tianlong Temple. Shaolin Wudang listened You have to show that you are ashamed, according to the Buddhist theory, after death, a person who pulls out his tongue in hell will have no choice but to escape.

But now the old monk not only didn't say anything, but also ordered all the people in Xitan Temple not to talk about it. He actually acquiesced in Jiang Wen's doing extraordinary things in extraordinary times.Now that Xitan Temple is performing better today, the more it can share the pressure faced by Lijiang Mufu. Monk Dao'an in the Eastern Jin Dynasty said, "If you don't obey the king, it will be difficult to establish a law." The road is hard, and Abbot Hongbian is so determined to do this, it is obviously not the mentality that ordinary monks can have.

The silence began to spread again.

Abbot Hongbian has only said one sentence and done one thing so far, but Jiang Wen has already been able to hear the implication.Chewing bitter tea and drinking boiling water, Abbot Hongbian clearly refers to the current situation of Xitan Temple. He quietly asked Jiang Wen that since he "doesn't like tea", why bother to get out of this muddy water?
Jiang Wen didn't know how to answer, he couldn't tell the truth, and he confessed that he was doing this just to have some fun on the mountain, and to make things difficult for King Pingxi, right?

The burden on the old monk is very heavy, and Jiang Wen can understand this. It is difficult to start a business since ancient times, and it is difficult to maintain it. A Zen temple like Xitan Temple, which has only been established for decades, is located in a place with mixed beliefs. There is no one who sticks to the rules Space, what is most needed is an eclectic person like Abbot Hongbian.

Sometimes getting to know someone doesn't require much verbal communication.When Jiang Wen hid in the Fayun Pavilion to heal his injuries these days, he discovered that Xitan Temple should be a branch of the Tiantai Sect, but the Fayun Sutras were mixed with many Southern Zen classics from Linji, Caodong, and Yunmen.Being so inclusive, it may seem that the authentic dharma lineage has multiple body parts, so you know that the old monk is not an ordinary person.

By this time, Jiang Wen felt that he was still a little superficial, and Abbot Hongbian had already regarded himself as a life-saving straw. Even if he built a Xitan 36 monks, the other party would not object, and the mere [-] Tiangang monks were not a problem at all.

36 Tiangang Monk, this is the stage name Jiang Wen gave to the six old monks who made their debut that day. It is the same as sending 20 troops to claim a million, in order to create the illusion that there are so many masters, so that others think that "they are as good at fighting as they are" Thirty more."

In order to make the old monks feel better, Jiang Wen also specially explained that the 36 Tiangang monks refer to the six Tiangang monks who have been monks for 30 years, and it is their own business that outsiders have misunderstood them.

As for the three masters who were stunned by the story, Jiang Wen didn't know whether the two martial arts were related to the rumored "Eight Steps of the Snake and Crane", but he just felt that there was a connection between the two, so Deliberately pointing to an extremely dangerous path.

But Jiang Wen is not a devil after all, and in the end, he turned the story to the Wudang faction and Zhang Sanfeng with great kindness. He expected that Zhang Zhenren would be so aggressive and upright, and their explorations would never deviate. Jiang Wen would never be jealous if he comprehended such special skills as Kamepai Qigong, Wukongshu, and Remnant Elephant Fist.

In this matter, the five old monks are the most innocent. They obviously only sat in meditation as required that day, and they didn't know anything about the rest. They woke up with a dazed face and found that three martial arts masters appeared in Xitan Temple at some time, who regarded themselves as gods, served them in daily life, and couldn't drive them away. They couldn't even drive them away. , It really makes people dumbfounded.

"Abbot, don't worry about those people who sneak into the temple. As the saying goes, when the water is clear, there will be no fish. If you want to live a better life in your temple, now they are indispensable."

Jiang Wen talked about other things without beginning and end. The three people who were fooled the most by him, one had eyes above the top, one was aggressive, and the other was chattering. They didn't look very normal at all. It is none of other people's business to get sick in Xitan Temple.

After hearing this, Abbot Hongbian's expression became solemn, and he whispered the Buddha's name, waiting for Jiang Wen to continue to explain amidst the increasingly noisy voices in the temple.

"Jiang Tanyue, if you have any advice, it's okay."

But Jiang Wen smiled and said nothing.

In the past few days, Xitan Temple fell into an unbelievable calm, like a pool of clear water with no breeze.

From Xitan Temple's point of view, after resolving the crisis of martial arts people coming to steal Buddhist scriptures and fabricating rumors of martial arts resorts, Jiang Wen told the abbot to behave as usual, and the peach blossoms at the mountain gate still welcomed pilgrims from all directions.

Over the past few days, Xitan Temple has been filled with guests like a cloud. The previous scene of the monks’ hunger and hunger has long since ended. There is an endless stream of incense, and the guest house that has been suspended for a long time is full again, but there are many familiar faces The tycoons in the rivers and lakes threw a lot of money, but Xitan Temple accepted it calmly.

Abbot Hongbian now has the capital to be calm and unhurried. This is the invincible achievement obtained by Jiang Wen's plan. No matter how doubtful the elders are, they can only put it aside first. Mixed in a lot in the temple——

Waiting for the other party to make the first move is the key to staying the same. Anyway, everyone knows that this matter is not over yet. The fisherman with the fishing rod is still spying on the water's edge, waiting for the fish to relax their vigilance.

"Abbot, I see that the number of people entering the temple today is twice as high as the day before, and it is very lively. Is there some kind of ceremony going to be held in the temple?"

Jiang Wen said casually, wanting to reassure the old monk.

"There is no need to worry about the people in the martial arts probing many ways. The more they try their best to find out the truth, the better it will be for us. After all, they can't find something that doesn't exist in Xitan Temple. Let them be suspicious. gone."

According to Jiang Wen's observation, the proportion of martial arts people entering the temple is still increasing. Of course, there are people who are desperately loyal to the Pingxi Palace, but obviously there are also people who want to seek a chance to learn martial arts. It is in line with the style of people in the rivers and lakes to place orders in the temple to find opportunities.

Abbot Hongbian still couldn't believe it, why Jiang Wen insisted that Wu Sangui would not take this opportunity to send troops against each other, and was willing to let the scene continue.

Jiang Wen's expression at this time was also quite malicious.People in the world only know that Wu Sangui came with the momentum of sweeping the Central Plains, and after taking over Yunnan, he domineeringly emptied the power of Governor Li Guohan, and then used thunderbolts to solve the chieftain Mu's family. Absolutely not rubbing the sand, the thunderous wrath that Xitan Temple, who dared to resist, had to face only in an instant.

But Jiang Wen is the only one here who knows clearly that Wu Sangui is ambitious and no one can beat him. Suddenly some unknown masters like Xitan Temple appear, just like the traces of setting up an ambush in the enemy army. No matter how you say it, Wu Sangui is still a famous general in the world, and he will never raise troops out of anger.

The Qing court in the north is eyeing to cut down the vassal, and Yongli in the south is waiting for an opportunity to counterattack the border of Yunnan. Take out the soft knife.

In the final analysis, these are still problems of understanding vision.

The Wu Sangui in Jiang Wen's eyes is the Wu Sangui who will be judged by later generations.He knew that Wu Sangui wanted to establish a feudal clan here and establish a mansion in Yunnan this time. In his eyes, Xitan Temple, which has been entrenched for many years and has many masters, is naturally an extremely important political force, and its importance is self-evident.

And Wu Sangui in the eyes of others is Wu Sangui in Wumei Village's "Yuanyuanqu".Even if people in the world have never seen his real face, they all know the story of "Weeping all the troops and turning them into a beauty", that is a man who can say "A man can't protect a woman, how can he meet someone?" Wu Sangui.

Many things are inconvenient to explain, so it is better to be vague, which can save a lot of incidents.Abbot Hongbian didn't believe it at first, but in the past few days, the Pingxi Palace has changed from bright to dark, so he couldn't help but admire Jiang Wen's precise judgment.

The two chatted for a while, and Jiang Wen suddenly noticed the sound of someone breathing and moving behind the screen, so he slowly turned his gaze to that direction.

Abbot Hongbian didn't say much. Seeing the strong tea in front of Jiang Wen, he clapped his hands. He saw a short, dark-faced old monk walking out of the secret room of the Buddhist monastery. He was seriously injured and unconscious for a long time. Master Anren.

"Amitabha, the old monk was lucky enough to survive thanks to the help of Benefactor Jiang. It is really ashamed that he has not thanked him for several days."

Master Anren's voice was deeper and hoarse than Abbot Hongbian's, and the paleness of the serious injury and bleeding eased a lot. Obviously, the effect of the medicine pond fumigation is outstanding, and now there is no danger of life.

Jiang Wen hurriedly got up to greet him, and then looked at the abbot thoughtfully. Master Hongbian led his teacher and disciples to his seat, and finally revealed the real purpose of today's meeting.

"Jiang Tanyue, the amethyst, tortoise shell, antlers, angelica and other things you needed earlier, the old monk has already ordered someone to prepare them and put them in the stone room on the back cliff. The younger brother has been running around for several days, but he knows that the meaning of meagerness is difficult. For your kindness, Tanyue should not refuse."

Jiang Wen slapped his thigh, and the old monk was indeed on the way, and he happily expressed that he had no intention of refusing.

If Luo Shuang'er's internal injuries of the eight meridians are to be healed, she must use external force to heal them, and the living example of Master Anren is right in front of her eyes, and Jiang Wen is also full of expectations for the effect of the medicine pond fumigation.

But for some reason, it was obvious that he was reciprocating, but Abbot Hongbian's expression was more serious than before. After looking at Master Anren, he told his junior brother, "Junior brother, you will arrange Jiang Tanyue's entry into the stone chamber. The monks and laymen of Xitan Temple are not allowed to get close to Shigu Peak."

Seeing Master Anren solemnly nodding his head, Jiang Wen felt that it was very strange, but even more inexplicable arrangements were yet to come.

Abbot Hongbian relieved his doubts and continued: "Not only that, the old monk will also hand over Xu Hongzu's manuscript that Tanyue wanted to see to the end, and he will also hand it over to his younger brother for safekeeping. As long as he does not take it out of the temple, he will let Tanyue read it."

This condition undoubtedly moved Jiang Wen's heart even more, but it didn't make him ignore his doubts.

"Abbot, what I heard from you is that you intend to let Venerable Anren live with us recently?"

Abbot Hongbian shook his head slightly, taking the lead in denying Jiang Wen's guess.

"Tanyue Mingjian, my junior brother is a monk, so I naturally have to live in a monk's dormitory. How can I live with pilgrims and believers?"

Then he said politely, "...Actually, the old monk wants to invite the two of Tanyue to move out of the monastery and live with Junior Brother Anren in the mountain house in front of Shigu Peak."

Jiang Wen was puzzled. The old monk Hongbian was not an idiot, so he had no reason to think that Master An Ren could spy on him, so he used such a hasty strategy, right?
"...Prince Pingxi made the move?"

Jiang Wen reacted instantly.

Abbot Hongbian nodded slowly, and explained carefully: "Recently, there are more and more pilgrims staying in this temple. The old monk originally made up his mind to let Jiang Tanyue live alone in the bamboo forest abode, without being disturbed by outsiders-but who knows that things are impermanent, Ping Xi The palace sent people here today, and now I am afraid that even other pilgrims will be sent out of this temple..."

Jiang Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "What did Wu Sangui say? Could it be that he wrote a letter of challenge to the abbot?"

Master Hongbian sighed, and when he twisted the beads, his expression was particularly focused, and his brows were a little more worried.

"Didn't Tan Yue ask earlier why there are so many tourists in Xitan Temple today? It's because of this letter from King Pingxi."

Abbot Hongbian took out a large piece of letterhead from the sleeve of the monk, on which it was written very neatly, requesting all the monks in Xitan Temple to hold a great offering to the heavens and pray for blessings, to pray for the growth of all living beings, to pray for the prosperity of the world, and to pray for the peace and tranquility of the world. All the Buddhas of the third generation pray for the present sage. At that time, the Pingxi Palace will also send people to come to offer incense and pray for blessings, and another courtyard must be set up for residence.

"Pingxi King of the Great Qing Dynasty is indeed so powerful that he can bear to put away the hard knife and take out the soft knife."

Jiang Wen praised Wu Sangui again and again, and he had a higher opinion of Wu Sangui. In the chaos of San Francisco later, it's no wonder that only Wu Sangui could shake half the wall.

Previously, he failed to use violence, but this time he came here in the name of holding a ceremony in Pingxi Palace, which not only covered up the fact that the master of the palace, Panhuan Xitan, did not dare to return to his life, but also bought an opportunity to intervene in the affairs of Jizu Mountain in a grandiose way. Look at the attitude of these monks.

With 20 years of skill in this trick, it can only be outsmarted and incompetent at the moment. Abbot Hongbian chose to hide Jiang Wen and Luo Shuang'er in Anren's residence to prevent the matter from being revealed—but Wu Sangui's trick obviously has a follow-up, I don't know What will he do with this big offering to heaven and blessings and the Dharma Conference?

"Understood the abbot, I will start to move away with Shuangmei, and go to the Shishi medicine pond as soon as possible to fumigate, so as to recover some strength before the arrival of King Pingxi."

Jiang Wen glanced at the cold tea, got up majestically and prepared to say goodbye, leaned against the mountain through the window and looked at the main hall of the mountain gate, where it was already being cleaned up for the ceremony, to persuade idlers to leave, but there were so many tourists outside, It was actually more densely packed than one wave.

These people were obviously wearing silk cloth and wearing gold, silver and jade, but they cried like famine refugees, begging the little monk Pinzhao to take them into the temple.

We must know that when Xitan Temple opened the mountain gate before, they hesitated and looked around, but now when they are involved in trouble, they seem to be different people, as if they would die suddenly if they stayed outside the mountain gate for a while, regardless of the little monk's earnest explanation , Xitan Temple is already full, and there is no room for other people.

"Little master, I'll pay 50 taels, just give me the woodshed!"

"What? Then I will pay 100 taels, and I will live in a stable!"

"The price is 500 taels, there must be no one in the toilet!"

Jiang Wen resisted the urge to sell tickets and asked in a low voice.

"Abbot, what's the matter with this disturbance? Do they not know that King Pingxi will send someone here soon, or do they think it's too troublesome to live and want to take the shortcut of Lingshan?"

Seeing this, Abbot Hongbian sighed helplessly.

"Amitabha, all of this is also caused by this letter. Pingxi Wang Junzhi held a Dharma meeting, but he was unable to come in front of the army, so some people said that the person sent by the palace to pray for blessings was probably Pingxi Princess Chen ..."

"...Huh? It's not in vain for Jiang to do good deeds and accumulate virtue for half his life. Quickly, tell me more about this Chen family!"