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Volume 1 Chapter 11 Shaolin

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    Chapter 11 Shaolin()

    In two days, the male lead walked at full speed.  First we passed Luoshui, and then came to Yiyang City.

    Yiyang is a place with beautiful scenery, with crisscrossing ravines, beautiful mountains and clear waters.  But walking among the picturesque scenery of Yiyang, Jianjun was not in the slightest mood to appreciate it.

    Yang Guang¡¯s edict to conquer Goguryeo has been issued.  Along the way, what Sword Lord saw were mostly troops and soldiers marching in a hurry.  Seeing the faces passing him, the male lead couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.  The tragic consequences of Yang Guang's three expeditions to Goguryeo made the male lead feel heartbroken.  An army of millions was ruined!

    For the first time, the male lead felt that he knew that history was so helpless and sad.  Seeing the faces that were resting and drinking water in the same tea shed as him go thousands of miles to die, but he was powerless and even speechless. This feeling of depression almost drove the male lead crazy.

    What can you do?  Arriving in Yiyang City, the male number one hid in the inn room as if he were fleeing from danger, never wanting to go out to see the soldiers rushing past on the street.  To publicize the tragic ending of this war?  No one will believe it.  Go to Yang Guang to make him give up his ridiculous "benevolence and righteousness"?  I don¡¯t have that much ability and influence yet.

    The night passed.  Jianjun prepared his luggage, water and food and left the city early in the morning.  He would rather walk alone in the wilderness than stay in this city full of parting atmosphere.

    When the Sword Master arrived at the city gate, it was not yet bright and the city gate had just opened. The crowds waiting to leave and enter the city had not yet been evacuated.

    As he slowly walked out of the city, when he saw that he came to the tower, Jianjun suddenly heard a sound of horseshoe coming from behind, followed by a commotion among the crowd.

    Looking back, a carriage pulled by two horses had arrived behind the crowd.

    "It's the carriage belonging to Wang Yuan's wife." The arrival of the rather elegant carriage obviously gave people who had been up early and late at night more talk, and the crowd suddenly began to whisper.

    "It's strange, why did Wang Yuanwai go out so early?" Listening to the unsuppressed comments in the crowd, their tone of voice, and the eyes when they looked at the carriage, Jian Jun easily judged that Wang Yuanwai was a good person.  Yes, at least the people in front of him didn't show much hostility or scruples.

    "Don't you know? The second son from Wang Yuan's family is the deputy captain! This time he went with the Holy Spirit to fight Goguryeo. Wang Yuan was going to the Shaolin Temple in the east early in the morning to offer incense and pray for peace"

    "Shaolin Temple to the East!" Five words exploded in Jianjun's ears like thunder, and for a moment the male lead had no other thoughts.

    As a generation who grew up watching the movie "Shaolin Temple", Shaolin Temple is undoubtedly mysterious and sacred in the hearts of the male lead.  The three words "Shaolin Temple" will remind the male lead a lot, but the most intuitive and direct thing is definitely "a monk with strong martial arts skills"!

    All this time, in the world of the Tang Dynasty, the imaginary enemy that the male lead has been plotting has always been Cihang Jingzhai and the Jingnian Temple, but he never thought of the famous Shaolin Temple in history!  The story of the Thirteen-stick Monk rescuing the King of Qin is familiar to all of us. So, what would the Shaolin Temple look like, which is not mentioned at all in "Datang"?

    As the crowds of people left Yiyang City in confusion, Jianjun could no longer suppress his curiosity.

    Although the male lead does not know the Shaolin Temple thoroughly, the basic situation is very clear.  Shaolin Temple is known as "the ancestral palace of Zen Buddhism and the most famous temple in the world" and it was built very early.  Although it suffered from war several times, it has always stood firm.  The Sui Dynasty was the period when the Shaolin Temple flourished.

    The carriage of Wang Yuan¡¯s family gradually accelerated as it left the city gate, with Jianjun following closely behind.  "I don't know if this Shaolin has a group of monks with high martial arts skills as it did temporarily. I don't know what the relationship between this Shaolin Temple and the Jing Nian Temple and Cihang Jingzhai is. The best thing is that the two sides can't stand each other.  "With such expectation in his heart, Sword Lord also understands that the possibility of this situation is really unlikely.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????? Wang Yuan¡¯s wife is obviously very powerful, and the two horses are quite impressive, so the speed is not slow.  The sword energy in the sword master's body is strong, and although the Qing Gong is not as light as a flying feather, it can be as fast as lightning.  Before noon, both parties had already arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain.  But starting from the foot of Songshan Mountain, the mountain road was rugged and the speed slowed down. It was not until late in the day that the sun set in the west, and then the rich bells of the ancient temple were heard.

    With the guidance of the bell, Sword Master no longer hung the Wang family carriage from a distance, spread out his figure and leaped like flying, following the sound of the bell and galloping away.

    After flying for a moment, Jianjun could already see the solemn courtyard under the dim skylight.

    Before arriving at the mountain gate, Sword Master stopped and climbed up the stairs.  For the sword master who is bluffing and deceiving under the false name of "historical editor", such a powerful force as the Shaolin TempleThis Buddhist holy land will not be provoked if it can be avoided, and it will be deceived if it can be deceived.  Therefore, the image still needs to be maintained.  After all, I was just here to open my eyes, not to compete in the gym.

    The sunset dyed the stone steps red, sandalwood mass was in the air, and the low voice of chanting lingered in the ears. Before entering this ancient temple in the mountains, a peaceful atmosphere had already enveloped the sword master.

    "Amitabha." Seeing the young man coming with a big sword on his back, the Zhike monk shouted the Buddha's name and came forward, "May I ask the donor to offer incense or stay in the hotel?"

    "I have long admired the profound Buddhist teachings in Shaolin Temple, and I came here to offer incense." In return of the greeting to the guest monk, Jian Jun responded in his mouth while paying attention to the monk in front of him.  Although this monk is not a master, he is still practicing martial arts.  Perhaps it is because the Shaolin Temple has not yet enjoyed the imperial title for saving Li Shimin, nor has it been known as the "No. 1 Temple in the World" in later generations; perhaps it is because there are Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian above the Shaolin Temple.  The two organizations in the Zen Academy were suppressed, and he did not have the status of being the leader in the martial arts world. Therefore, this Zhike monk did not have the arrogance in later novels at all.

    After listening to Jian Jun¡¯s answer, the monk shouted the Buddha¡¯s name again, turned around and led Jian Jun into the temple.

    As soon as you enter the temple gate, the sword master will see a shrine for Maitreya Buddha, followed by the Skanda Elephant, the corridor, the Heavenly King's Hall, and then, the famous Mahavira Hall and the even more famous Shaolin Sutra Pavilion!

    Along the way, Zhike Monk led the way and counted the scenery along the way to Jianjun, obviously very skilled in his business.  Arriving at the Main Hall, Sword Master stood in front of the Buddha statue.

    The Buddha statue has a majestic appearance and a pair of lowered eyes. It can take in all the people who step into the hall. People can't help but feel that they are extremely insignificant. It is obviously carved by a famous craftsman.

    Under the gaze of the flower-shaped golden body, the novelty of visiting the Shaolin Temple, the holy place in my heart, for the first time disappeared. The sword master only felt that the lake in his heart was clear, and even the sword energy in his body became faintly calmer.

    "There is indeed a reason why Buddhism can take root and sprout in the land of China and become so popular!" After recovering from the momentary loss of consciousness, Jianjun closed his eyes and looked pious on his face, but his mind began to turn again, "  Buddhism is of course particularly bad. It is impossible to kill and exterminate blindly. If these monks are really eminent monks, it would be a good thing to be compassionate to heaven and earth, but it is really not good to have a bunch of fake nuns who are impure and deceive the public all day long.  !trouble!"

    "Amitabha, the donor is uneasy, but what's the problem?" A Buddha's call suddenly sounded from behind the male lead, and the sword master was immediately startled.  His number one male is now considered a master, but he didn't even notice that this person was coming behind him, which shows that this person's cultivation level is even higher than his own.

    Opening his eyes and turning around, he saw the great monk standing behind him with his hands clasped together. The sword master quickly returned the salute: "Ah, master is indeed very discerning. During the New Year, I am far apart from my family. I miss you a lot, but I am grateful to you, master."  I¡¯ve asked you. I wonder what your name is, Master?¡±

    "It is human nature to miss family and home, but the donor does not need to be persistent. He thinks about it when he thinks about it, and does not think about it when he does not think about it. The poor monk's name is Tan Zong, and he is the head of the Arhat Hall in the temple. Just when he was walking in front of the temple, he saw the donor's long energy and spirit.  He is very clear and spiritual, so I would like to come and get to know him." This monk has a big face and a tall figure, and when he speaks, he looks like an eminent monk, but the content of his words makes Jianjun's heart ache.  shock.

    "Tan Zong?! Is this the head of the legendary Thirteen Stick Monks? The Shaolin Temple is really a fish that slipped through the net in the original work. It should not be underestimated!"

    When his mind was spinning, the sword master looked at Monk Tan Zong in front of him curiously, and then laughed at himself: "Master Tan Zong is really overrated. He is still young at twelve years old, and his swordsmanship is also rough. If it weren't for  The master came out to inquire, but the Twelve Company didn¡¯t know that the master had arrived. I just didn¡¯t expect that not only the spirit of Buddhism, but also the martial arts in Shaolin Temple is so unpredictable, which really surprised the Twelve!¡±

    "The benefactor is too modest. The poor monk just practiced some physical fitness skills while chanting sutras in the temple, and he is not worthy of the Fang family's eyes." Faced with Jianjun's compliments, Tan Zong responded calmly, "Ah, poor monk  I don¡¯t know how to address the donor, it¡¯s really rude!¡±

    Seeing that the other party Gu Jing was not showing off his emotions, Sword Master was unhappy but had no choice but to reply: "Jianjun usually calls himself Sword Master Twelve Hates, but it makes the master laugh."

    "It's a famous and knowledgeable person. The donor has lofty aspirations and is really respectable!" After hearing the name of the male lead, Tan Zong still looked like an eminent monk. "It was getting late, so I thought the donor hadn't eaten yet, so I asked the poor monk to eat some vegetarian food."  how?"

    "Master invites you, and you must obey your orders!" The monk wanted to treat the guests, and the male lead was naturally not polite, so he readily agreed immediately.

    "So, donor, please come with me!"
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