Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 968

Seeing his funny actions, many monks couldn't help laughing.Qing Cheng also felt indecent, touched his bald head, took Fang Jianming's hand, and said, "Four senior brothers, you see, he is not Ming'er? Haha, it turns out that this child is still alive, thank God, Amitabha, Tathagata Buddha, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva of great compassion."

Jueyuan stood among the group of monks and saw this, his face was flushed, he hated that there was no hole to drill.A monk next to him whispered: "Didn't you say that the person who came here is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva? How did he become an awakened junior brother?"

Jue Yuan blushed and said, "I...I don't know, you...you read my joke, don't you?"

At this time, Abbot Qingyuan took Fang Jianming's hand and asked, "Son, you call yourself Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Could it be that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is you pretending to be?"

Fang Jianming said respectfully: "Uncle Master, it was my nephew acting on the spur of the moment. My nephew knows that this has offended the Bodhisattva, so I ask my uncle to punish me."

Abbot Qingyuan said: "Your temperament is exactly the same as before. You came to Shaolin Temple to visit us. The master was too happy, so how could he punish you?" ’, compared to you, the uncle’s crime is greater.”

Fang Jianming knew that the master had always been enlightened, and when he was walking in the rivers and lakes in the past, he was happy with kindness and enmity. Therefore, even though he is the head of the sect now, he still likes to joke.

Abbot Qingyuan took Fang Jianming's hand and was about to lead the monks back to the temple when he heard a voice saying: "Master Qingyuan, Xuanyuan just arrived, do you want to go back now?"

Hearing this voice, everyone was startled.Where did this word come from, even Fang Jianming didn't hear it.

Suddenly, there was a person on a tree in the distance, and in a blink of an eye, that person appeared outside the mountain gate.I saw that this man was tall and thin, wearing a slightly loose robe and a sun-shading bamboo hat with a long black gauze around his chest reaching his chest.

Abbot Qingyuan let go of Fang Jianming's hand, walked out of the mountain gate, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, is it possible that Xuanyuan Benefactor is the one we are waiting for?"

The man said: "Not bad."

Abbot Qingyuan said: "The surname of the benefactor is very rare. I wonder if it has something to do with the Xuanyuan family that has been extinct in martial arts for nearly 200 years?"

The man said: "Yes."

Abbot Qingyuan said: "Which benefactor who came yesterday is also from the Xuanyuan family?"

The man said: "No."

Abbot Qingyuan said: "What is the relationship between him and the benefactor?"

The man said: "He is Xuanyuan's adopted son."

Abbot Qingyuan looked shocked, and said: "The almsgiver has come to our temple, what advice do you have?"

The man asked, "Where's my adopted son?"

Abbot Qingyuan said: "He also came here dressed like a benefactor yesterday, and finally entered the secret room with his nephew Juedian, the head of the Arhat Hall of our temple, and has not come out until now."

The man said: "Very good."

Seeing that he cherished his words like gold, Abbot Qingyuan had no choice but to say first: "If the benefactor does not dislike it, please serve tea in Zhi's living room."

The man said: "No need." After a pause, he said: "Where is the Buddhist scripture pavilion in your temple?"

Abbot Qingyuan clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha, the Sutra Pavilion is a forbidden area of ​​our temple. Please forgive the poor monk for inconveniently telling me."

The man said: "If you don't tell me, Xuanyuan knows how to get there. Is Master Yin still alive?" As soon as these words came out, all the monks were shocked.

Qingzhi jumped out, and said in a deep voice: "How did the benefactor know about the matter of the patriarch?"

The man said: "Xuanyuan doesn't need to tell you, you just need to answer Xuanyuan's question."

Qingzhi snorted, and said: "Shaolin Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism, how can you play tricks here? Please go back!" After speaking, he struck out a palm from the air, and this palm is exactly the "Mountain Pushing Palm" among Shaolin's 72 stunts .

"Mountain Pushing Palm" is an outsider's kung fu, practiced to the level of proficiency, the palm movement seems slow, but the strength it brings is really as strong as pushing a mountain.Qingzhi has practiced this unique skill for more than 40 years, and with this palm strike, a wave of overwhelming force suddenly surged.

The man didn't move, as if he didn't see it, he saw that the palm force was about to hit him, suddenly he saw his robe sleeve flicked, the rigid force of "Tuishan Palm" suddenly disappeared into nothingness.

Abbot Qingyuan saw him, and called out "Second Junior Brother", then put his palms together and walked towards that person.His steps were like flowing clouds and flowing water, without leaving a trace, he said as he walked, "Benefactor Xuanyuan is superb in martial arts, and the poor monk is overwhelmed, so I also come to ask for advice." His speed was not very fast, but in a blink of an eye, he was within two feet of the man.

The man stood still, like a stone statue.Seeing that the distance between the two was only eight feet, a light wind suddenly blew in the field, Abbot Qingyuan could no longer take a step forward.

He was horrified, since he became the head of the sect, he began to practice the Yi Jin Jing that Fang Jianming found, and now he has achieved a little success.Unexpectedly, the martial arts of the person in front of him was so high that it was far beyond his expectation.As the head of Shaolin, how can he show weakness?Just about to mobilize the whole body's internal strength, seeking to fight the opponent.

The man suddenly said: "Abbot Qingyuan's martial arts is rare in the world. Xuanyuan has learned it. It's a pity that the person Xuanyuan is looking for is not you." As soon as he finished speaking, a monk ran out from the temple, shouting as he ran: "Report to the master. , because the patriarch wants to see visitors, the old man wants the abbot not to embarrass the visitors."

Abbot Qingyuan was startled for a moment, and within that moment, the man had disappeared.Suddenly there was a sound of "Peng" in the air, and two figures floated down from the air, but it was Fang Jianming and that person.The speed of the two was so fast that no one could see clearly when they took off and when they fought against each other.

Fang Jianming looked at the other party with a solemn face. In his feeling, this person's martial arts were unpredictable, and he was not much less than the Tianjiuzi of Tianjiu Palace.

"Who the hell is he? What exactly does he want to do?"

Fang Jianming's mind was filled with question marks.

The man just glanced at Fang Jianming, then looked away, as if he was afraid that Fang Jianming would recognize him if he looked at him more.

"Are you from Shaolin Temple?" the man asked.

Fang Jianming said: "Yes."

The man said: "Master Liaoyin from your monastery invited Xuanyuan to go to the Sutra Pavilion, how dare you not listen to him?"

Fang Jianming said: "Of course I want to listen to his old man."

The man said: "Then why are you doing this?"

Fang Jianming said word by word: "I just want to prove that our Shaolin Temple let you in, not because we are afraid of you, nor because your martial arts are inferior to you."

The man said: "You have proved it, can I go in?"

Fang Jianming hesitated for a moment, but quickly turned around and said, "Your Majesty, please go ahead."

With his hands behind his back, the man strode into the Shaolin Temple without even looking at the field.

(End of this chapter)