The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 185 Fireworks (Subscription Request)

A few days later, Shaolin Temple returned to its former peace and tranquility.

At the hour of Mao, the night had not yet completely dissipated and the morning star was still hanging in the sky.

Dong~~~~Dong~~~~
The huge bronze bell in the bell tower began to vibrate under the impact of the hammer.

Ripples appeared in the air, and the melodious and solemn bell sounds echoed over the Shaolin Temple.

As the bell rang, the monks in the Shaolin Temple dressed and washed, and began their morning lessons.

"Namo, Heluotan, Duoluoye."

"Mahasattvabhaya, Maha Kalunikaya, Om."

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Monks chanted scriptures rhythmically in the tall and spacious hall.

The majestic and rhythmic sound came out from the main hall, passed around the palace, passed through the woods, and reached the Sutra Library.

Zhang Junbao listened to the unclear chanting sounds beside his ears and felt that a long time had passed.

It was clear that just a few days ago, Shaolin Temple was breached by the Dragon Elephant Guards, and there seemed to be a faint smell of blood floating in the entire temple.

But the monks in the temple are still doing their usual work, welcoming guests, sweeping the floor, and chanting scriptures.

The incense sticks in the incense burner in front of the temple are still burning, and tourists are still coming to pray to Buddha and make wishes.

If many familiar faces in the temple had not been seen again, Zhang Junbao would have even thought that all this was just a dream.

"Thus I have heard, at one time."

Zhang Junbao first recited the scripture, and then carefully studied the words in the gaps of the scripture.

After the Lankavatara Sutra was lost and recovered that day, Master Jueyuan did not take it back just because the sutra contained secret books of magical skills.

It was still handed over to Zhang Junbao to study and recite the Lankavatara Sutra.

Ever since he learned that there were secret manuals of magical skills hidden in the scriptures, Zhang Junbao has been studying this skill silently.

The more Zhang Junbao studied, the more he realized the profoundness of the Nine Yang Manual.

That day, Mu Qingjin casually slapped the scripture to himself, and his action of treating it as if it was nothing made it shine even brighter in his heart.

At 9:00 p.m., some noisy sounds were heard outside the Sutra Repository.

Zhang Junbao put away the scriptures, opened the door, and went in the direction where the sound came from.

Hundreds of armored and armed Dragon Elephant Guards gathered in the open space in front of the Shaolin Temple, ready to go.

Mu Qingjin, dressed in white, was explaining something to a few old monks in front of the hall. His master, Master Jueyuan, was among them.

After Mu Qingjin cleared out the stubborn militants in the Shaolin Temple, he selected some monks who devoted themselves to studying Buddhist scriptures and entrusted the Shaolin Temple to them.

As for the confiscation of land, examination of monks, distribution of certificates of ordination, etc., other officials will handle these matters. I believe that this time the Shaolin Temple will not have any objections.

"In that case, I will take my leave now. I hope that you can concentrate on studying Buddhism in the future, avoid falling into the sea of suffering in the world, and attain the supreme fruition."

Mu Qingjin said to a few cautious old monks, then turned around and strode away without waiting for their response.

Following his movement, hundreds of Dragon Elephant Guards also moved, and slowly moved towards the gate of Shaolin Temple in an orderly manner.

Zhang Junbao stood not far away, looking at the beautiful figure in white in the queue. When she passed in front of him, he finally couldn't help but speak:

"Are you leaving?"

Can I see you again?
"Yes!" Mu Qingjin looked at the young man in front of him and said, "I have finished what I need to do. It's time to leave."

"Where are you going?"

Where can I find you?
"Go somewhere!"

"Ah?" Zhang Junbao didn't expect Mu Qingjin to say something Zen to him, and he looked confused.

Mu Qingjin looked at Zhang Junbao and suddenly smiled narrowly.

"There is no fixed location for the Dragon Elephant Guards. Wherever there is a violation of the law with force, there will be the Dragon Elephant Guards."

"Why, young man, do you want to join the Dragon Elephant Guard?"

"No, isn't it possible?" Zhang Junbao asked with his eyes wide open.

"Of course, but," Mu Qingjin looked Zhang Junbao up and down:

"The Dragon Elephant Guards practice external martial arts. Since you have this opportunity, you might as well practice the Nine Yang Magic Skill. If you can achieve some success, you can directly join the Zhenwu Division."

"Okay, I will definitely practice hard!" Zhang Junbao nodded solemnly.

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll wait for you at the Zhenwu Division in Lin'an." Mu Qingjin smiled refreshingly, nodded, then turned and left.

"I will definitely go to Lin'an!" Zhang Junbao made a secret decision looking at Mu Qingjin's back.

Mount Zhongnan, the back mountain of Quanzhen Sect, and ancient tombs.

Ever since the Quanzhen Sect betrayed its religion that day, the ancient tomb had been abandoned after Mu Sheng led the people of the Ancient Tomb Sect to the Jueqing Valley.

And today, the ancient tomb, which has been silent for more than ten years, has become bustling again.

Four or five children who looked to be about ten years old, dressed in fine clothes and wearing jade belts, were running and playing back and forth in the dim ancient tomb.

"Come to think of it, I've never walked through the secret passage under the secret room!" Xiao Longnu was stroking some tables, chairs and furniture that she had used before, and was reminiscing about the past when she suddenly thought of this.

"Oh? Is it the secret passage that the master told Brother Sheng about in his dream?" Li Mochou became interested when she heard Xiaolongnu mention this.

"It's that secret passage. I've heard Sister Long mention it several times," Cheng Ying also interrupted.

"Yes, he was Brother Sheng at that time," Xiao Longnu described the situation to the other girls.

Although I have heard it several times, every time I hear this kind of fantasy love story, I feel a sense of longing and envy.

"How about we give it a try and see where this secret passage leads to?" someone suggested.

"Hey! That's a good idea."

"Okay, okay, I agree!"

“I think it’s good, it makes people feel like they are in the story.”

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

“Go, go, go”

The other women also thought this proposal was good and quickly reached a consensus.

Afterwards, the girls, whose children were old enough to help with the housework, rushed towards the secret room in a hurry.

It was a long time before anyone noticed they were gone.

"Hey? Third brother, where's your mother?"

A confused boy asked while looking at the older kids next to him.

"What do you mean your mother? Isn't she your mother?" The older child looked at his younger brother, who had the same father and mother, unhappily.

"That's right, Third Brother, my mother is missing!"

"Mrs. Lu and the others are not here either!"

The silly boy shouted in surprise: "Mu Hengqing, your mother is missing!" "Your mother is missing!" the little boy named Mu Hengqing shouted angrily.

"My mother is missing?" the stupid boy said in a daze.

Ok?
Mu Hengqing realized that the other party was not provoking him, so he ran to the stone house where Xiaolongnu, Li Mochou and others had just stayed and saw that there was indeed no one there.

Then she began to look around frantically. Seeing this, the other children also started looking for their mothers.

After a long time, the children who had gained nothing gathered together again.

"What should I do? Mother and the others are really missing!"

"Could they have gone out?"

"Impossible. I was just hanging out with my friends at the exit and didn't see anyone leaving."

"Hiss~, could it be...", a mischievous little boy lowered his voice and said, "Is there a ghost? Don't forget, this is a tomb!"

"Ah!" the silly boy exclaimed.

boom!
The older boy, whom the silly boy called "Third Brother", slapped him on the head and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? There are no ghosts in this world."

"There are so many secret passages here. Mother and the others must have gone out through a secret passage we don't know about. Let's go out too."

Soon, several children ran out of the ancient tomb. At the edge of the woods outside the tomb, a man in black, with a jade-like golden appearance, tall and strong, was lying on a huge rock basking in the sun.

"Daddy!"

"Daddy!"

"Oh no! Mother and the others were captured by ghosts."

Bang!
A golden fist formed by true energy appeared out of thin air and hit the mischievous boy on the head.

"Ouch!" The boy immediately squatted down, covering his head.

"Hengyan, tell me, what happened?" Mu Sheng stood up and asked the oldest boy.

"Dad, this is what happened just now..." Mu Hengyan described what had just happened.

After listening to this, Mu Sheng roughly guessed where Xiaolongnu and the others had gone, but he didn't understand what they were doing there.

"It's okay. Your mother should have gone to a secret passage. She will be back soon. Go and continue playing!" Mu Sheng said and let the kids leave.

Sure enough, several girls soon came up from the foot of the mountain, talking and laughing. Although their clothes were still dry, their hairstyles were messy.

"Did you go through that secret passage?" Mu Sheng looked at the girls in surprise. He thought they were just going to take a look, but it seemed like they were going for a trip.

It's already cold in the mountains, and there's no sunlight all year round, so you can imagine how cold the water is.

I don’t know where they get this interest from!
"Yeah!" Lu Wushuang nodded proudly.

"Why did you suddenly think of this? You don't mind the cold."

"We all have internal energy to protect our bodies, so how can we feel cold? It's just that after soaking in the water, I always feel that my body is not clean enough," Xiao Longnu frowned and said:

"Are Hengyan and the others still in the ancient tomb? Let them come out quickly. Let's go to Chang'an and find a place to freshen up."

Chang'an is Jingzhao Prefecture. After Daqian recovered Jingzhao Prefecture and other places, Mu Sheng changed its name back to Chang'an.

After calling a group of children, Mu Sheng and his family walked down the mountain together.

"Mother Long, Mu Hengche just scared me and said that you were all eaten by the ghosts in the ancient tomb!"

"Eated by a ghost?" Xiao Longnu frowned and stretched out her hand to twist the ear of the mischievous boy: "Mu Hengche, are you itching for trouble again?"

"Ah! Mother, I was just talking nonsense." Mu Hengche felt his mother's anger and quickly admitted his mistake.

"Are you talking nonsense? Even if there are ghosts in the ancient tomb, they are the ancestors of our Ancient Tomb Sect. You dare to make fun of the ancestors, you deserve to be beaten!" Xiao Longnu said and started to beat her little son.

They are all his own children. The eldest daughter is so smart and sensible that she can now help her father share his worries, but the youngest son is always causing trouble everywhere.

"Ah, mother, please be gentle. Mu Henglei, you actually complained, you have no shame."

"You still dare to blame Xiao Shitou?" Xiao Longnu became even angrier and attacked even more fiercely.

Mu Sheng looked at his adopted son who had made his pure and elegant Little Dragon Girl as angry as a female Tyrannosaurus Rex, and felt that the child should be beaten more.

Everyone has martial arts skills, even the children have excellent internal energy.

Therefore, before the sun set, Mu Sheng and his family entered Chang'an City.

This time, Mu Sheng and his family went out on a secret visit, without any guards or servants.

For ordinary dignitaries, the White Dragon Fish Suit is a very risky thing, but for Mu Sheng and others it is nothing.

If there were a martial arts ranking list in the martial arts world, Mu Sheng's family would definitely occupy the top ten spots.

If they all encounter danger, then wouldn't all the people in this world be unable to survive?

They found an inn, and after Xiaolongnu and her friends had washed up, it was already dark, so they strolled around Chang'an City and enjoyed the night view of Chang'an.

"Look over there." Mu Hengche pointed in a direction and shouted, "There are so many people. Let's go and take a look."

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a lot of people gathered around an open space. At the same time, many people were walking towards that direction, as if some activity was about to begin.

"Let's go and take a look!" Mu Sheng became interested and walked over with his family.

Relying on his martial arts skills, Mu Sheng easily squeezed through the crowd and occupied the best viewing position with his wife and children.

I saw that a simple rack had been set up in the venue. The rack was made of more than a dozen long poles. It couldn't even be called a rack, it should be called a frame.

There is a large space in the middle of the frame, and many willow branches are tied together outside the frame, making it look like a simple tree shed.

At the edge of the open space, in a fiercely burning furnace, pig iron was burned into molten iron, emitting a scorching red glow.

Several shirtless men in coarse cloth jackets gathered around the stove, holding a wooden hammer in one hand and a thick wooden stick in the other, with a hole dug at one end of the stick.

"It's about to begin!" someone in the crowd shouted.

I saw these big men scoop a spoonful of molten iron and pour it into the hole of the wooden stick, then they walked to the bottom of the rack with the wooden stick in their hands in small but steady steps.

Holding the gavel in his hand, he hit the wooden stick hard from bottom to top.

Bang! ! !
The molten iron splashed up instantly, rising from the bottom of the shed, passing through the wooden frame and the branches of the willow tree, bursting into sparks.

Then it fell down again, like a tree full of sparks.

"Wow!"

"What a nice view!"

"It's like a fire tree blossoming!"

"Fireworks, are these firework? So beautiful!"

The crowd watching cheered.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Several shirtless men took turns to step forward and hit the wooden sticks in their hands hard.

The molten iron in the wooden stick splashed out again and again, bursting into the tree shed.

In the night, fireworks bloomed again and again.

　It should be finished tomorrow, but I haven’t figured out the outline for the next world yet. I’m so bald!
　　I plan to write Attack on Titan, but I don’t know if I can write it well, and I don’t know if people will like it or not.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)