Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 132

"Taking the hexagram as the hurdle, it is in charge of the triple burner, and the essence of water is hidden. This is... the Taiyin rune?"

"Turn qi into consumption, punish Tai Sui, ward off evil spirits and calm the nerves, is this the rune of breaking the army?"

"The earth turns into darkness, jade is hidden in the stone, and the shackles are broken to unlock. Is this the giant gate rune?"

"Turning gas into a prisoner, and being a tree, meeting the four images, is this the rune of integrity?"

Overlooking the Yellow River and Luoshui in the north, Yingshui and Jishan in the south, Zhengbian in the east, and the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties in the west, there is a towering mountain named Songshan.

Songshan Mountain has two main peaks, Taishi and Shaoshi, of which Shaoshi Mountain has 36 peaks, which are extremely spectacular.The top of the mountain is as wide and flat as a village, divided into upper and lower floors, with the danger of four heavenly gates.Shaolin Temple, the most holy place in martial arts, is located here.

At this time, in the Hall of Heavenly Kings in Shaolin Temple, Mu Kongxingzhe was sitting cross-legged on a futon, and in front of him were five old monks sitting under the Dharma of Heavenly Kings.

These old monks all had white eyebrows and white beards, but at this moment they all looked solemn, as if they had encountered some huge problem.

A small wooden block was passed back and forth in the hands of five old monks, and the extremely subtle runes were enlarged and copied one by one. Every time a rune was recognized, the eyes of these old monks would be more surprised.

If Nanloufeng, Xu Fangyi and others were present, they would be able to recognize at a glance that this small piece of wood was the return gift Xiao Qianli gave Mu Kongxing that day.

"There are 108 Ziwei Doushu runes in total, and there are only [-] runes for the main star palace." An old monk with a wrinkled face said slowly, "Mu Kong, you said that Master Chunyang carved these in just a moment. Runes?"

"Yes!" Mu Kongxing replied respectfully, "This disciple was traveling in the northwest and heard about the rise of the Taoist sect Chunyang Palace, so in the name of celebrating the grand ceremony, he went up the mountain to investigate and gave him the magic beads with him as a gift. Give this as a gift."

Another yellow-faced old monk nodded and said: "Ziwei's main star palace is no small matter. It takes a lot of effort to carve each one. This person actually carved fourteen main star runes in a row on this small piece of wood. His martial arts cultivation is really unfathomable, just looking at his innate realm and Taoist principles."

Another old monk sighed and said: "In the past, the old monk had a good relationship with Master Qingxu of Emei. Qingxu once carved a rune of integrity on the stone gate of the forbidden area to seal it. It took seven days and countless After the hard work, after the engraving was finished, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and it took me three whole days to recover. This small piece of wood is less than a few inches long, but I carved fourteen pieces in a row..."

Having said this, the old monk shook his head again and again.

The five old monks were stunned for a while, and one of them returned the wooden block to Mukong, sighing: "Since it was given to you by the Daoist master, you can carefully read the rules of the heavens contained in it, and you must be very satisfied with it." Your realm cultivation is of great help."

"Yes!" Mukong took the wooden block and put it in his arms solemnly.

Among the five monks, one of them asked: "Mukong, tell me what you saw on Yuxu Peak!"

Mukong agreed, and told him about going up the mountain to save Lu Liuguang, the Fire Worship Sect, his conflict with Xiao Qianli, refuting each other with the principles of Buddhism and Taoism, and Xiao Qianli's talk about the Fire Worship's invasion of the east. Several old monks were terrified.

"Persian sect invasion?"

"This matter is no small matter! We need to report to the abbot as soon as possible!"

"I'm afraid the martial arts will be another bloodbath..."

The four old monks spoke one after another and discussed a few words, but they all looked at one of the old monks.

The skinny old monk has been sitting upright, except when he saw the wooden block, his expression was slightly moved, the rest of the time he didn't say a word.With a calm expression, he raised his eyes, and slowly glanced at the juniors. His eyes were empty, but they contained essence, as unfathomable as containing the entire universe.

He coughed and said slowly, "Let him go!"

As soon as these words came out, not only the four old monks turned pale with shock, but even Mu Kongxing couldn't help being shocked.

Zen Master Mingyuan, at the age of 56, was in charge of the gate of the Temple of Heavenly Kings and the head seat of the Xin Chan Hall. He has worked hard for more than [-] years without any mistakes.With an inscrutable cultivation base, he spoke slowly, making everyone silent.

"If the heart does not move, the person will not move rashly, and if the heart does not move, it will not hurt; if the heart moves, the person will move rashly, and it will hurt the body and hurt the bone."

The old monks were silent for a while, and then they heard Ming Yuan say: "Worshiping the fire invades the east, there may be something wrong. The road between Kunlun and Shaolin is far away, even if there are arrangements, it will be too far away. If more people are sent to Kunlun, I will be in Shaolin. Among them, it will inevitably cause a lot of trouble."

Mu Kongxing couldn't help but said angrily: "If Master Master said so, wouldn't it mean that he would just sit back and watch the evil spirits go eastward and ignore them?"

As soon as he said a word, he suddenly felt that he was impolite and abrupt, and hurriedly bowed down and said: "The disciple made a slip of the tongue, Master Wanwang forgives the sin."

Mingyuan's face was calm, and he said: "Mukong, I know you are always anxious for justice and love to fight injustice. It is human nature to say this. But if the fire worship invasion is directed at the Central Plains, the temple will naturally have The way to deal with it."

Mukong hesitated for a long time, and suddenly said: "Seeing that the matter is over, I think about it. If I cut off the lives of those evil people, I will fall into Naraka. If it continues, the uninterrupted karma will be accomplished, and I will suffer greatly. I would rather kill them. Everyone Uncle and uncle, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the five old monks frowned and thought about it for a long time. Suddenly, someone asked: "These words are so profound in Zen theory, why have I never heard of them? Mu Kong , where did you hear that?"

Mu Kong lay on the ground, not daring to raise his head, and said in a low voice, "That's what that headmaster Chunyang said."

Another old monk was surprised: "Which sect is this head teacher? Why is his Taoist teaching similar to my Buddhist sect?"

"No!" Zen Master Mingyuan said in a deep voice, "Everyone, what is my Buddha's Way?"

One of them clasped his hands together and said, "I have nothing!"

Zen Master Mingyuan nodded slightly: "That's exactly the case. See what the head teacher Chunyang said is 'nature is emptiness and illusory existence'. Apart from cultivating the essence of Taoism, he also has a deep understanding of Buddhist principles, which is quite useful for understanding by analogy."

The four old monks clasped their palms together and saluted, "Brother, high opinion!"

Zen Master Mingyuan's expression was still extremely indifferent, and he said: "Mukong, this head teacher is extremely intelligent, and he has set up many tricks in his words. If you want to use your hand to lure Shaolin into the game, you must not underestimate it."

Mukong couldn't help being startled, and murmured: "I treat him sincerely, but he wants to use me?"

"No!" Zen Master Mingyuan shook his head slowly, "This Chunyang head teacher must be a powerful person in the Taoist sect, and it is related to the overall situation of the martial arts. Roughly. He just borrowed your mouth, and he wanted to pass these words to our ears, which is considered to be well-intentioned."

Another old monk asked with great interest: "Mu Kong, what else did that Master Xiao say?"

Mukong's face turned bitter, and he didn't dare to speak for a while, one of the old monks smiled and said: "If he is a little rude, it's what he said in the Taoist sect, it's okay!"

Mu Kong saluted, and said with a wry smile: "Headmaster Xiao said again, my Buddhist school practiced behind closed doors during wars and chaos, and saved all sentient beings in prosperous times; Taoist schools went out to save people in times of wars and chaos, and practiced in deep mountains in prosperous times, could it be that..."

Zen Master Mingyuan pondered for a long time, and sighed: "This person is really a scholar of heaven and man. He first used the Mahayana to transform the Hinayana, and then used the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism to stir up anger. Brothers, if this Xiaozhang teacher comes east in the future, remember Handle with care."

The four old monks looked at each other and said in unison, "Amitabha!"

As soon as Mukong left, one of the old monks couldn't wait to ask: "Senior brother Mingyuan, it's probably true that the worship of the fire invaded the east. Is it true that I, Shaolin, just sit back and ignore it?"

Ming Yuan shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "This temple has been passed down for thousands of years. It has been the leader of the Central Plains martial arts, and the word balance is the most important thing. Shaolin and Baihuo are rushing to fight, and I don't know how many forces will take advantage of the situation. It is not a good thing for the martial arts. "

"Besides, isn't it the same as worshiping fire today when my Buddha preached the scriptures back then? If someone takes advantage of it, how should we deal with it?"

The four old monks were all silent, and after a long while they sighed heavily, chanting the Buddha's name incessantly.

Mukong left the Temple of Heavenly Kings, and went straight back to the Zen room, when he met a young monk with the same attire, he said with a smile, "Junior Mukong, where are you going? Why do you look so preoccupied?"

Mu Kong hastily saluted and said, "Didn't Brother Mu Ming go for a walk in the southeast? Why did you come back so soon?"

Muming Xingzhe said with a chuckle: "The southeast is calm and calm, senior brother is really bored, so he returned to the temple early. Junior brother, didn't you also come back?"

Mukong said with a smile: "The northwest is vast and sparsely populated, it's not as prosperous as the southeast. It's just that Mukong encountered some trifles, so he rushed back early. He has just reported to the masters and uncles in the Xinchan Hall, and he will go to the Prajna Hall to report the report tomorrow. "

In this Shaolin, there is the Bodhidharma Institute that specializes in studying the martial arts of this school, and there is also the Prajna Hall that studies the martial arts of various schools and schools in the world.After Gein has mastered the martial arts of other schools, firstly, he can make up for the shortcomings of his school's kung fu by making up for his weaknesses; secondly, if he competes with other masters, he will have the upper hand if he already knows the details of the other party.

Shaolin Bafangxingzhe has a special status and shoulders the heavy responsibility of walking in the world.After returning to the monastery to see the teacher, all practitioners first go to the Xinchan Hall to report what they have seen and heard, and then to the Prajna Hall to report their experience of fighting.As long as there is a move or style in other martial arts that is suitable, it will be recorded.After thousands of years of accumulation, he knows all martial arts in the world like the palm of his hand.Even though there are no talented people in the temple, they are enough to lead the group.

"Oh?" Muming Xingzhe suddenly became interested, and said with a smile, "there is actually a martial art worthy of being recorded in the Prajna Hall in the desolate northwest? Isn’t the practice of boxing already registered in the record?”

Mukong chuckled, nodded and said: "But there are some gains."

"Oh? Junior brother has fought against others? How many tricks did you use?"

Mukong held out a finger with a wry smile, and Mu Mingxing said with a light smile: "As expected, among the three generations of disciples, junior Mukong's ability is enough to rank among the top five, even senior brothers can't match it. Since one move wins the game Negative, what else is there to care about?"

"No, that benefactor only used one move to break my Prajna Palm!"

"What?" Hearing Mu Kong's words, Mu Ming Xingzhe couldn't help being taken aback.

(End of this chapter)