After coming out of the Panshui Cave, Xiao Lin and his party walked north slowly, not very fast. After receiving the "Comprehensive Solution to Formation" from the old man, Xiao Lin naturally had to do what he asked him to do well, otherwise the next meeting would not look good.
Xiao Lin and Tianfeng walked in the front, knowing that Tianfeng was invited when she returned with the disciples of the Demon God Sect. The Decepticons and others left after being guests for a day, leaving her alone. Xiao Lin also briefly explained what happened during this period, and then returned to the topic.
"Xiao Lin, are you sure you want to go to Shaolin Temple?"
Xiao Lin nodded, "This matter is very urgent and must be dealt with as soon as possible. I have already thought about Wu Gan's matter. When my Shaolin matter is over, we will go out for a walk together to let him know more about the world. By the way, Wu Gan What are you doing?" When he turned around, he found that Wu Gan was already more than a hundred meters behind them, and his whole body was weak.
Seeing this, Xiao Lin became suspicious. If he continues to be in this state, what can he be expected to realize? He had to take the initiative to see and think about it. With a thought in his mind, he said to Tianfeng: "Have you ever heard of the story of the tortoise and the hare?"
"Turtle and rabbit??" Tianfeng looked at Xiao Lin doubtfully, wondering what he was paying attention to.
"A long time ago, a tortoise and a hare were racing"
"Nonsense!" At this time, Wu Gan, who was following behind, suddenly took a step forward and followed the two of them, looking very angry: "The turtle is the descendant of the super beast Xuanwu, how can it be possible to race with the lowly rabbit? Are you doing this on purpose? Discredit Xuanwu¡¯s image!¡±
Why is this related to smearing Xuanwu's image? However, Xiao Lin's goal has been achieved. He smiled and said: "That's right. I have to talk all the time. How tiring it is to act like an old man who is about to die all day long." Then he hooked up. Holding his shoulder, "Besides, the outside world is still very exciting. For example, the sunrise at Mount Tai, bikinis in Hawaii, and the water monster in Loch Ness"
"Wait a minute" Wu Gan stopped and said, "What is a bikini?"
Xiao Lin laughed, glanced at Tianfeng, and then made gestures in a low voice.
Suddenly, Wu Gan¡¯s eyes lit up with color, and he immediately put aside the sadness and reluctance of leaving just now, and asked eagerly: "Then when will we go?"
Xiao Lin rolled his eyes. He didn't expect this guy to look so immature yet so perverted, but I like it. Is a perverted man still a man?
"Soon, when my trip to Shaolin is over, I will go to Mount Tai first"
"Shaolin? I heard that Quan Zhenzi said that it seems to be some kind of Buddhist holy land, right?"
Xiao Lin looked at Wu Gan with some surprise, and also had a hint of curiosity about Quanzhenzi. Being invited into Panshui Cave should not be an ordinary person, and said: "There is something wrong with my cultivation, and I need Buddhist skills to resolve it."
Wu Gan's eyes suddenly burst out with a divine light, he nodded suddenly and said: "It must be the black Qi, that's easy to handle." With a move of his right hand, there was a three-foot-long board ax in his hand, and the axe blade flashed. The cold light seemed to tell others that this was a murder weapon.
"Let's go, I'll take you for a ride, then go to the Shaolin Temple to kill some people, and then grab all the secret books inside and study them slowly!"
Sweat! Unexpectedly, this guy is not only sexy, but also a violent maniac. Now he was beginning to wonder if he was right or wrong in taking him out.
The group of people was very fast, and they crossed the Huaihe River and arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain in just two days. At this time, there was an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going in the morning. I took a deep breath and bowed in the direction of Shaolin Temple.
He once thought about sneaking in in the middle of the night and 'borrowing' all the scriptures. He believed that with his cultivation and understanding and research of the battle method, he would never be discovered, but the number of scriptures he wanted was really too large. I'm afraid It will cause panic throughout Shaolin.
" Xiao Lin is not a good person. He has killed at least 80 to 90 lives in his hands, but they all have ways to die. However, the Shaolin Temple has never provoked him, but it has suffered such a disaster, which makes him feel uneasy.
The three of them gathered their breath and quickly entered the Shaolin Temple. After visiting the Main Hall, they headed towards the backyard.
Just as he was about to step into it, two young novice monks came out and called the three of them: "I'm sorry, donor, but the backyard is not open to the public. Please come back, donor."
Xiao Lin clasped his fists and said, "You two young masters, please tell Abbot Zhishang that the flying eagle is visiting." The flying eagle is a famous name in the ancient martial arts world.
The two young novices looked at each other. The young novice on the left said: "It turns out to be the Flying Eagle Donor. Please come with the young monk. Please trouble me to go and ask the abbot."
The three of Xiao Lin nodded. This Shaolin is worthy of being a holy land of Buddhism. The two young novice monks are so polite and well-educated. This makes Wu Gan, who has been clamoring to rob, feel that he is too barbaric and feels ashamed.
Passing through the two palaces, we came to the inner hall,It didn't look much different from the Main Hall outside, just smaller. The three of them sat down one after another, sipping the faintly fragrant tea, but thinking about how to enter the Sutra Pavilion as they wished.
At this moment, there was a burst of soft footsteps from behind the palace, and Xiao Lin determined the cultivation level of the person who came, the five acquired perfections.
"It turns out that a distinguished guest is here, haha. I have seen the Flying Eagle Almsgiver before." The visitor is Zhishang, the abbot of Shaolin Temple. He is about seventy years old and only about 1.7 meters tall. He looks very fat and looks different from the legendary Maitreya Buddha. Somewhat similar. Probably influenced by the light of Buddha, he is very compassionate.
"I, Feiying, have met Master Zhishang"
Turning his eyes, Xiao Lin finally saw the identities of the three people behind him. Zhikun, the leader of Bodhidharma Academy, Zhikong, the leader of Sutra Pavilion, and Zhiyu, the leader of Discipline Academy. Xiao Lin was a little surprised by the last person. He turned out to be the Wudang Sect. The leader is Taoist Master Qingxu.
Master Zhishang also noticed Xiao Lin's title. He found that he could not grasp the other party through his Qi sense. He was shocked. He immediately understood that the other party's cultivation level was far better than his own, and the other two were even more shocking. You can clearly see it right in front of you, but you can't feel the breath at all. This is the case in the ancient martial arts world, where strength is the most important thing!
"Flying Eagle Donor, these two are"
Xiao Lin laughed and said with a smile: "These two are my friends, Tianfeng and Wu Gan."
The two stood up, nodded to the five people, and sat down again. This attitude made the fiery-tempered Chief Zhiyu of the Discipline Academy furious. He was about to explode, but was held down by Taoist Master Qingxu.
After several people sat down one by one, Xiao Lincai said: "I didn't expect Taoist Master Qingxu to be here. I took the liberty of coming to disturb you. I hope you will forgive me."
Taoist Master Qingxu was in his sixties, tall and thin, wearing a green Taoist robe and holding a long sword in his hand. He looked very smart. Hearing this, he gently stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I am also a poor Taoist yesterday. I just arrived, I didn¡¯t expect to meet the benefactor here, I¡¯m so lucky.¡± He paused and said, ¡°The benefactor is here to visit the master now, but for the martial arts conference in half a year?¡±
? ? Martial Arts Conference? Xiao Lin shook his head and said: "I have withdrawn from the martial arts world and no longer interfere in the affairs of the martial arts world. I have never heard of the martial arts conference."
"To be honest, I came here to ask for something!"
Zhishang raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "Donor, please tell me!"
"I have a problem in my cultivation, which needs to be solved by Buddhism. So" He glanced at the five people and continued: "I hope that I can enter the Sutra Collection Pavilion of your temple and browse the scriptures to find a solution!"
"No!" As soon as Xiao Lin finished his words, the first Zhiyu of the Discipline Academy said sternly: "The Sutra Collection Pavilion contains seventy-two unique skills of our temple, as well as the Yi Jin Jing and Marrow Cleansing Sutra, which are dozens of the temple's unique skills. The hard work of the eminent monks is the foundation of this temple and must not be borrowed from others!"
Xiao Lin ignored Master Zhiyu and still stared at Master Zhishang, saying: "Of course, I will not borrow it for free." He took out a bottle of Zengyuan Pill from the storage space and said, "This is Zengyuan Pill. One pill can increase one's cultivation level by one kilometer. I believe this is enough for several eminent monks to open the bridge between heaven and earth and advance to the realm of innateness. I wonder what Master Zhishang thinks?"
A dozen! The five of them swallowed hard, and their gentle breathing became rapid.
"Amitabha!" At this time, Master Zhishang's Buddha's name with a lion's roar made everyone wake up and secretly feel ashamed.
After reciting the scriptures silently for a while, Master Zhishang opened his eyes, his hot pupils regained his composure, and said: "Donor, the Sutra Pavilion is the foundation of this temple and no outsiders are allowed to enter. Please put away the Zengyuan Pill!"
Xiao Lin smiled nonchalantly and said: "Master, do you know how many Yuan-Zeng Dan there are in this? Sixty! I believe that the foundation of Yigui Temple can create at least twenty masters of the innate realm. Doesn't Master no longer think about it?"
Master Zhishang¡¯s brows moved, he slowly closed his eyes and continued to recite the scriptures.
Zengyuan Pill is the top elixir in the ancient martial arts world. How many people can resist such a temptation? Should we say they are enlightened monks or stubborn fools?
Now Xiao Lin has no choice. Although he has many pills in his hand, the level is too high and he cannot take them out. Otherwise, it will only bring disaster to the Shaolin Temple.
"Brother Xiao, why are you talking so much nonsense to them? You should have listened to me a long time ago and just barged in and grabbed it. I still don't believe anyone here can stop us!"
??Wu Gan¡¯s voice was particularly harsh in the silent inner hall, making the faces of the several leaders extremely ugly, "Although our temple is weak, for the sake of the reputation of this temple, we will not hesitate to destroy the entire temple!"
Feeling the tragedy radiating from Zhishang, Xiao Lin secretly sighed and said, "Master, isn't there any other way to be accommodating?"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Opening his eyes and nodding, he said: "Yes. The first option is to cut off your hair and become a monk. As long as the benefactor is willing to join our temple, I will make the decision. The benefactor can browse any scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion."
Xiao Lin glanced at Tianfeng, shook his head, and said: "I think I can't stand the strict rules and regulations of your temple, so I'm afraid I'll be a flower monk if I join your sect. What about the second option?"
Master Zhishang nodded, as if he had expected this, and said: "The second option is to break through. As long as the donor can pass the three tests of our temple, he can also enter it!"
Breaking through? interesting!
"Master, can you tell me what levels you have to go through?"
"Three levels, one is the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation; the second is the Arhat Formation; and the third is the King Kong Demon-Conquering Formation."
Formation? I like! In the past two days, Xiao Lin went through all the formations, and his understanding of the formations has reached a new level. He really doesn't pay attention to these ordinary formations in the ancient martial arts world!
Master Zhishang shook his head and continued: "Forgive me for talking too much, but all the disciples in the Bronze Man Formation and the Arhat Formation have acquired Dzogchen cultivation, and they also practice our sect's "Vajra Indestructible Body Divine Art", coupled with the power of the formation. , although the benefactor has innate cultivation, I am afraid that the Vajra Demon Subduing Array is presided over by four eminent monks who have been reclusive for a long time, each of whom has innate cultivation. Please think carefully, please!"
Seeing Master Zhishang being so frank, Xiao Lin couldn't help but admire him. He was indeed an eminent monk, not just a person with a false reputation. At the same time, he was extremely confident. His body in the middle stage of innateness was matched with his innate skills in the early stages of innateness. His combat effectiveness was much better than that of ordinary innates. In the later stage, he is not inferior at all, and with more research on the formation, how can he shrink back.
"Master, I have decided, let's go and break into the Vajra Demon-Conquering Formation!"
Master Zhishang nodded and said: "In this case, the donor will rest in the temple for one night, and I will take the donor there tomorrow."
Xiao Lin smiled noncommittally. Although he was not in the best condition at this time, it would not have much impact. Since Zhishang has already said it, he will say no more.
Zhishang called a young novice monk and led Xiao Lin and the others towards the guest room.
After settling down, Wu Gan took Tianfeng to Xiao Lin's room and complained: "Brother Xiao, I really don't understand. It's enough to just grab it. Why do you have to go through some levels in case you miss it?" what to do?"
Xiao Lin shook his head, Wu Gan would not understand that the status of Shaolin Temple in the minds of ordinary people was just a dream of Wu. What's more, the Shaolin Temple has a history of more than a thousand years and should not be destroyed by his hands.
"Okay Wu Gan, Xiao Lin will break through tomorrow, let him have a good rest!" Although she also couldn't figure out why Xiao Lin made such a choice, she still chose to believe him.