Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 316 Indian Monk

The old monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, Master, don't do this. I visited the Central Plains decades ago, but I didn't visit the Shaolin Temple. It's a great pity in my life. I passed by here today, and I finally got to taste what I have learned." I hope that Master treats you with such a great gift, I am deeply honored, Amitabha!" Dafang was slightly startled, looked at the young man, and said, "This must be the prince of Tianzhu!" The young man faced Dafang, He crossed his hands respectfully, put them lightly on his shoulders, and said: "Lu Lin has seen Zen Master, he came recklessly, please don't take offense, Master!" Da Fang thought to himself: "This prince is not bad, he will definitely be a wise king in the future!" Hastily returned the salute and said: "On behalf of Shaolin Temple, the poor monk welcomes the prince to Shaolin Temple as a guest. Distinguished guests from afar, please come inside!" The old monk nodded slightly, and said to Lu Lin: "Prince, let's go in!" Go to the door.When they came to the gate of Shaolin Temple, the scimitar warriors with the two of them stayed outside the Shaolin Temple and were entertained by the disciples of Shaolin Temple. The old monk and Lu Lin brought a few weird-looking people, accompanied by Da Fang and others , entered the Shaolin Temple, and soon arrived at the Daxiong Hall.

After entering the Daxiong Palace, the old monk, Lu Lin, and those who looked like their subordinates but didn't look like them all faced the Buddha statue on the main hall to pay respects, and then, under Dafang's greeting, everyone sat down separately, and Dafang Putting his hands together, he said: "The god monk and others traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains. The Shaolin Temple should pay attention to the god monk and others to stay in the Shaolin Temple for a few more days, but due to something in the Shaolin Temple, I dare not stay with the god monk and others for a long time. Please ask the god monk and others to come. What's the matter?" As soon as he came up, Da Fang didn't show politeness to the other party, he opened the window to speak brightly, when the words came out, the expressions of the other party's people changed slightly, and the old monk said in amazement: "Dare to ask Master, what is the big deal in Shaolin Temple?" Da Fang With a sigh, he said: "To tell you the truth, there is an extremely powerful evil force in the martial arts. Some time ago, it attacked Wudang, and today it is coming to besiege Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple dare not slack off!" The old monk clasped his hands together , with a solemn face, said in a deep voice: "Amituofo, the Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains martial arts. These people are so rampant, which can be seen. Excuse me, can the master know their details?" Da Fang thought for a while and said: "No To tell the truth to the monk, these people have formed a powerful organization, headed by Tianzun, there are many masters, and there is no official banner yet, but the poor monk has heard people say that they seem to be related to the "Blood Hand Gate"!"

Hearing this, the old monk frowned, and said "Amituofo!", his face was heavy, and then he closed his eyes, everyone was stunned, only to see him open his eyes again, and a golden glow shone brightly in his eyes , I only heard him slowly say: "It really is the remnant of the Blood Hand Sect!" Dafang heard something strange, and hurriedly asked: "Could it be that the divine monk knows their origin?" The old monk sighed and said: "Master, I want to come You also know the origin of the old monk?" Dafang folded his hands together and said: "Amituofo, if the poor monk guessed correctly, the divine monk should be the Tianzhu divine monk who was a master in the Tianbang!" The old monk smiled wryly and said: " That's just a bit of fame back then. When the old man was a monk, he was extremely competitive. He learned martial arts in Tianzhu. He heard that Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound. Competing against each other, I never expected that the Central Plains martial arts are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are many strange people. During the few years I walked in the Central Plains, I met some masters, and there is only one person I admire the most!" Everyone was slightly surprised when they heard this, Yiqi is a master like him, but there are still people he admires. Erqi, why is he going to tell a story at this time? , had to ask: "I don't know who this person is?" The Indian monk glanced at the Buddha statue, clasped his hands together, and said: "Amituofo, this person is Master Wukong!" As soon as this remark came out, everyone in Shaolin Temple was shocked. Da Fang said in a trembling voice, "The divine monk has seen the teacher?"

The Tianzhu monk said: "Exactly. After I came to the Central Plains, I went to the Wudang sect to compete in martial arts. The Wudang sect attacked with a seven-star sword formation. In the end, I narrowly won a move. Later, I went to the Huashan sect and the Emei sect to compete in martial arts. They were all lucky winners. Later, I met a man named Fei Longzi, and he beat him a little bit. At this time, I was a little concerned about everything, and decided to come to Shaolin Temple to compete in the holy place of martial arts. Unexpectedly, I met Master Wukong on the way, and I fought against him. , and still can’t beat him, only then did I realize that Shaolin Temple is indeed worthy of being a holy land of martial arts, and then I gave up the idea of ​​going to Shaolin Temple, which is also the reason why I haven’t been to Shaolin Temple!”

Dafang thought to himself: "Master has always been quiet and low-key in his actions. In his opinion, such things are naturally rare and common. No wonder he didn't tell me!" There is such a friendship!" The Tianzhu monk said: "Since I fought with Master Wukong, I dare not underestimate the martial arts in the Central Plains. Later, I met another master, this person is called Gu Ye, and his martial arts are astonishingly high. The old monk and him After a period of time, he suddenly came to the old monk and said that there is a big matter that needs the help of the old monk! This matter is about the "Blood Hand Gate"!" When everyone heard that he finally got to the point, they all listened attentively. The Tianzhu monk said: "It turns out that Mr. Gu Ye has a younger brother who is so arrogant that he wants to dominate the martial arts world and eradicate dissidents. He secretly trained a group of masters and called himself 'Blood Hand Sect'. Mr. Gu Ye found out about this and he immediately contacted him. The old monk was only one of them to destroy many masters at that time. The battle was extremely tragic. Later, the "Blood Hand Gate" was finally disintegrated, and Mr. Gu Ye's junior brother was also cut off. It is evil. This matter did not spread in the martial arts world, so not many people in the martial arts world knew the existence of the "Blood Hands" gang. Unexpectedly, the "Blood Hands" revived and made a comeback. In my opinion, The strange thing may be that someone in the "Blood Hand Sect" faked his death at that time! Alas, there will be another storm in the Central Plains martial arts, Amitabha, sin, sin!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and said generously: "So, the master also participated in this battle?" The Indian monk nodded and said: "Exactly. After many years, I didn't want to mention it at first, but since they They have already come, and I have to explain to you so that you can know their details. In fact, the most important thing now is not to doubt how they can make a comeback, but to find a way to deal with them!" After a pause, he suddenly smiled and said: "This is the first time for me to come to Shaolin Temple. I have an unfeeling request. I hope the seven masters will not delay!" Da Fang and the six elders heard this, their expressions changed, and they said generously: "What is the request of the monk?" The monk said with a smile: "Back when I fought against Master Wukong, all the kung fu he used was the unique skills in Shaolin Temple, but he never used one of the so-called seven unique skills of Shaolin Temple. I feel a little regretful. When I come to Shaolin Temple today, except for one other thing. Apart from major events, I just want to compete with the seven masters!" Da Fang hurriedly said: "The god monk is skilled in martial arts, and his status is noble, the poor monk and others dare not!"

The Indian monk smiled slightly, and said, "I'm a few dozen years older than you, and you're still healthy and strong, don't you think so?" Da Fang thought for a while, then turned to look at the elders, and saw that they all nodded their heads, Da Fangcai said: "Since the divine monk has given this order, the poor monk and the others will each try a trick with the divine monk, until they reach the point!" Then he was about to get up.

The Indian monk shook his hand and said with a smile: "We will try each other from a distance, without getting up!" The seven of them were all slightly taken aback. This kind of comparison requires deep internal strength as an aid, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to do it, but for For them, it is not difficult, just listen to the Indian monk said: "Shaolin Temple has many unique skills, especially the famous Qijue is famous overseas. As a guest, I can't be rude. Which master will come first?" "Amituofo, the poor monk is called Dharma, and ask the divine monk for advice!" The Indian monk nodded, and said, "Okay! Master, give me advice!" The Dharma sat on the futon, thought for a while, and suddenly his robes snapped. With a wave, the index finger of his right hand slammed under the robe, and a finger flew out in the wind, and the wind blew, and the lightning struck.With a smile on his face, the Indian monk said: "Shaolin Temple's one-finger Zen skill is really well-deserved!" Putting his hands together and breaking them apart suddenly, a wave of invisible true energy swirled and touched the Dharma's finger wind, and that finger wind was immediately attracted When he got to the side, with a sound of "Peng", he pierced through a wooden pillar on the temple, leaving a hole, the Dharma was slightly startled, and exclaimed: "The divine monk is really amazing!" , while the other party only used three levels of internal strength, it can be seen that the strength of the Indian monk is already as high as the sky.

The elder of the Prajna Hall saw him, his expression was startled, his brows were frowned, and he said: "The divine monk has profound inner strength, and the poor monk, the elder of the Prajna Hall, can ask for advice!" Then, he recited a formula with both hands, and struck out a move from the air. , the move is strange, half of the hands are hidden in the robe, and an invisible energy suddenly comes out. The Indian monk smiled slightly and said: "Shaolin Paramita Hands! Admire, admire!" With a push of both palms, the energy turned , the other party's vigor immediately disappeared without a trace, Dafang saw him, his face was slightly startled, and said: "Shaolin Temple's Scattering Palm!" The Indian monk nodded with a smile.

Daxuan roared loudly, and said: "Daxuan, the elder of Luohan Hall, ask for advice!" He punched out from the air, although it was just a punch, but in a flash, the shadows of the seven fists turned into seven strong winds to attack Tianzhuse, Tianzhu The monk laughed and said: "Shaolin Temple's 'Pianhua Qixingquan', is this move called 'Seven Star Gathering'?" When he said that, he punched out, and the boxing method used was actually Shaolin Temple's introductory kung fu "Luohanquan", just listen to " With a sound of "Peng", Daxuan shook his body, and said in surprise: "Great wisdom is as stupid as it is ingenious, and the god monk is worthy of being a god monk!" The Indian monk sat motionless in the distance, smiled slightly, and said "Master's boxing skills are also very good!" Daci said with a smile: "The martial arts of the god monk has reached the state of perfection, and the poor monk Bodhi, the head of the Bodhisattva, asked for some advice!" With a slow chop, a wave of heat was set off, and the Indian monk's face showed a hint of surprise, and he praised: "Okay! If the old monk's guess is correct, this is the wood-burning saber technique of Shaolin Temple!" With a palm strike, a gust of palm wind collided with the heat wave, the heat wave dissipated suddenly, and the palm wind also disappeared, Daci looked shocked, and said: "Vajra palm!"

(End of this chapter)