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Chapter 302
After solving the problem of Li Yongcheng's rebellion, the rest of the finishing work has nothing to do with Wen Tao. At this moment, Wen Tao is in the Shaolin Temple, drinking the Maojian treasured by Master Zhihui, the abbot of Northern Shaolin. .

"Master Wen, I don't know what is your sudden visit to North Shaolin?" Zhihui, the abbot of North Shaolin, looked at Wen Tao and asked with a smile.

Tasting the Maojian, Wen Tao only felt the fragrance on his lips and teeth, and thought that the Southern Shaolin and the North Shaolin are different, the air smells all day long and the soil is in the wind, but this wise man spends his time, drinking the best Maojian, and wearing gold Compared with Kong Wen, the silk jade thread is like a sky and a ground.

However, Wen Tao didn't say this kind of words, but said: "To tell you the truth, the abbot, I am coming down, I was entrusted by a senior to deliver a letter for him."

Wen Tao's words are half true and half false. It is true that Tian Xuanji asked him to give the letter to the mad monk, but he was not entrusted by Tian Xuanji. He came here to challenge the mad monk.

Abbot Zhihui smiled, obviously he did not believe Wen Tao's words, but just kept silent and looked at Wen Tao.

Seeing Zhihui's expression, Wen Tao knew that he didn't trust him, but he knew it in his heart, not to mention that he had no contact with Bei Shaolin, only because of his close relationship with Kongwen, Zhihui was able to leave the mountain gate in person It's not easy to welcome and enjoy your treasures for yourself.

Zhi Hui is not the kind of crazy monk and Kong Wen who want to promote the integration of the North and the South Shaolin. He is more of a petty bourgeois mentality. .

Thinking about it carefully, Wen Tao is quite envious of Zhihui. The North Shaolin is not far from the capital, so there are many wealthy people from the capital in the North Shaolin. Children of officials and businessmen who have entered old age or wholeheartedly converted.

Therefore, Northern Shaolin has never been short of money, nor lack of contacts, and because Zhihui understands the means of communication, and has a profound background in Buddhism, it has formed the current world that does not interfere in the secular world, but is admired and respected by countless sects and people in the world. respected existence.

Wen Tao took out the letter that Tian Xuanji had given him, and handed it to Zhihui. Zhihui took the letter suspiciously, but when he saw the signature on the envelope, his face changed drastically, and he didn't dare to breathe. A wry smile appeared on his face, and he handed the envelope back to Wen Tao.

"People in the world only know that Sect Master Wen has a lot of chances and coincidences, and there is a hidden sect behind him, but they never thought that Sect Master Wen's wrists are as good as the sky, and it is really gratifying to be favored by Senior Tian Xuanji." Zhi Hui sighed with emotion. Fan.

Wen Tao just smiled, and said: "The abbot has won the prize, and I just happened to fall into the eyes of Senior Tianxuanji, so I have this opportunity."

Zhihui waved his hands again and again, shook his head and said: "Sect Master Wen's words are wrong, sowing the cause, reaping the fruit, everything is done by people, heart, and fate."

"I've been taught." Wen Tao said with a light smile. He didn't know much about Buddhism, but he also knew what Zhihui wanted to express.

Zhihui nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "Since it is the order of senior Tianxuanji, I can do anything, but the mad monk has been born for a long time, and he is in the Tianjue Peak where apes can't climb it. On his side, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult."

Wen Tao just chuckled, and didn't expose Zhi Hui's careful thinking, but said: "Since Senior Tian Xuanji has orders, I should follow them everywhere."

Zhi Hui was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, and praised again and again: "Master Wen has great wisdom, and he really has a destiny with my Buddha."

Regarding Zhihui's words, Wen Tao said that he didn't hear, but made a gesture of invitation to Zhihui.

Zhihui realized how abrupt what he said just now, Wen Tao is the head of Wudang, and Wudang is a Taoist sect, so he hastily said that his Buddhism is predestined, and he has a feeling of looking down on the Taoist sect.

Realizing his impoliteness, Zhihui gave a rare sneering smile, stopped talking, but stepped forward to lead the way, introducing Wen Tao to various customs and customs of Northern Shaolin. The background and humanistic knowledge combined with Shang Wentao's advanced thinking and occasional sharp insights quickly made the gap between the two disappear without a trace. Occasionally, I saw Shaolin disciples who were chatting enthusiastically between the two, and saw this scene I was amazed in my heart, how could the abbot who was so serious in front of the royal nobles in my impression become so warm and kind today.

Soon, the two bypassed heavy guards and came to the top of a mountain peak, which was a thousand meters high. Clouds and smoke curled up, and the air became thinner and colder. Zhihui couldn't help shivering.

Wen Tao, on the other hand, was radiant and rosy. After climbing the steep slope for a long time, and not using his internal strength, Zhihui seemed a little powerless. Although he was not out of breath, he was also a little tired. He looked much more embarrassed than Wen Tao.

"Master Wen, this is the place." Zhi Hui concealed his astonishment, and pointed to a lonely mountain in the distance.

Wen Tao looked over with his wise fingers, and there was a distance of two to three hundred meters. A lone peak that was higher than the peaks under their feet was inserted upside down like a sword blade. people shocked.

"Tianjue Peak is really isolated from the world. It is really a good place to escape from the world." Wen Tao looked at Tianjue Peak, which was faintly visible, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Avoiding the world means avoiding the heart, and the mad monk master still hasn't gotten out of the barrier in his heart." Zhihui also said with emotion.

Wen Tao smiled and asked, "Abbot, how high is this peak?"

Zhihui thought for a while, and said: "The mountain below us is a thousand meters long, and the Tianjue Peak may be more than a thousand meters long."

Wen Tao asked again: "Is there a connection between the two peaks?"

This time Zhihui didn't think about it, and immediately replied: "Yes, there is an iron cable two fingers wide between the two mountain peaks, and this iron cable is connected by the uncle."

"That's good." Wen Tao smiled, took a few steps forward, walked to the edge of the mountain, looked down, and sure enough, there was a black iron cable embedded in the mountain at a distance of one foot below the cliff. The link was still poured with molten iron, and at the moment it still looks like it was newly poured, without any rust.

Wen Tao knows that this is a smooth road connected by the crazy monk to connect the sky. Thinking of Zhihui's words, Wen Tao shook his head slightly. The crazy monk did not avoid the world, let alone avoid the heart. best evidence.

Thinking of facing the crazy monk who is highly respected by Tian Xuanji, Wen Tao couldn't help being a little emotional, thinking that he would soon see what the rumored crazy monk with both civil and military skills and great wisdom looks like.

Is he as talented as Kuangdi Nie, or is he unparalleled in the world like Lu Qianzhong, or is he just like himself, seemingly unattractive?

(End of this chapter)