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Volume 5: Like a Banquet Chapter 34: Maharaja Maharaja

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    Dozens of torches were erected around the martial arts arena, illuminating the huge venue only three points brighter than during the day.  The rumbling drums of the crowd continued, Bai Shijing briefly reported his past to Qiao Feng and then stepped back, leaving Chu Feng in the stands instead.  Xuanci seemed not to have heard anything about Penglai. He folded his hands in his sleeves and looked ahead. Chu Feng couldn't tell what the Shaolin boss was thinking.  Qiao Feng, on the other hand, waited for Bai Shijing to retreat before asking Chu Feng, "Are you the head of the capital?" Chu Feng pondered for a moment and said, "It was his hand." Qiao Feng said "hmm" and said nothing.  .  In fact, he waited until Bai Shijing retreated before asking Chu Feng, which made his attitude clear.  "God has the virtue of good life, please remember it, Almsgiver Chu." Xuanci took up the topic at the right time, but only said one sentence before turning away, "That's all, do you know why the drum is being beaten today?" Chu Feng and Qiao both said  They were familiar with each other. Even if Chu Feng made a mistake in his steps, it would still not be his Shaolin abbot's turn to be the first to speak.  Chu Feng nodded and said the four words "the virtue of living a good life".  It's just that today he first bumped into Lao Xiao, the magic weapon descended from the sky, and then "accidentally" learned about the great enemy Du Lingzi. He suddenly heard the sound of drums shaking the sky, and then heard Xuanci wanted to ask, and said with a smile  : "Master, can you give me a few pointers?" The formation in this martial arts arena is not small: Chu Feng looked around and saw that except for the absence of Murong Fu in the stands, there were probably more people around the arena than before.  Quite a few.  Xuanci whispered the Buddha's name, looked at Chu Feng, and then kept silent, not saying a single word.  Chu Feng didn¡¯t know what the mystery behind the old monk¡¯s actions was, so he directly asked Qiao Feng, ¡°Master, what is this?¡± Qiao Feng laughed.  He said: "The master in charge has already mentioned this to you, but you don't know it yet."  The object was handed over to Chu Feng. Under the light of the fire, it was really dazzling.  "What a rich man" Chu Feng took it with both hands and realized that the shiny golden thing was actually a letter. He had already vaguely thought of who this guy was.  The envelope was made of pure gold and felt heavy in the hand.  Naturally, Chu Feng had never seen the crooked words on it.  He calmly took the letter out of its gold sheath.  It is still the gorgeous local gold, it is still the crooked and unrecognizable Sanskrit With this kind of style, who else can it be except Jiumozhi, the Tubo national master who should be far away in the Snowy Mountains at the moment to study the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin Temple?  But why did he come here?  Even if you come out of seclusion, you should still think about Dali's "Six Meridians Divine Sword"!  Although Chu Feng had this thought in his heart.  But he just stuffed the gold paper back intact.  Master Xuanci replied: "Could it be that the Buddhist writings are all like this?"  The word "enlightenment" naturally lingers in my heart.  Chu Feng waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No why don't you tell me about this letter?" Qiao Feng was still kind and said seriously: "This letter is written by the Tubo Imperial Master" After that, he informed Chu of the content of the letter.  wind.  Qiao Feng said simply, but Chu Feng was a little confused when he heard it, and asked: " Just come over to say hello?" He thought to himself, "Don't bully me for being illiterate, okay?" To say that Jiumozhi sneaked into the Shaolin Temple while there was no one around,  He went in and stole the Yi Jin Jing, but Chu Feng still believed it.  This person has traveled thousands of miles from Tubo to the hinterland of the Central Plains to say hello to the abbot of Shaolin and the leader of the Beggar Clan. Isn¡¯t that just a waste of time?  To be honest, he came to Luoyang City to "make friends with force". This Great Wheel Ming King obviously picked the wrong place  Ci Ke knows a lot.  It was known that Maharaja Jiumozhi was proficient in Buddhism. Every five years, he opened a forum to lecture on sutras. Eminent monks from all over Tianzhu in the Western Region gathered at Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain to ask questions, study inner scriptures, and finish listening to the Dharma.  , all left with joy and praise.  Counting the days, the five-year lecture period is approaching. For some reason, Jiumozhi quietly left the border of Tubo and went to Luoyang.  Fortunately, the Imperial Master did not deliberately conceal his whereabouts. The Beggar Clan and Shaolin finally found out about his whereabouts before the golden letter arrived.  Xuanci said: "That's what the letter said." Naturally, he didn't believe that Jiumozhi came all the way just to express regret for meeting each other late, but Jiumozhi didn't say anything in the letter, so he couldn't speculate more.  As soon as he finished speaking, a faint Sanskrit chant came faintly amidst the sound of the drums.  The man beating the drum heard the Sanskrit sound coming suddenly. When beating the drum, he subconsciously increased the strength of his hands by three points, probably to suppress the Sanskrit sound.  Although the sound of drums is loud, the sound of Sanskrit still reaches my ears.  Although Chu Feng didn't know drums, he still heard some of the meaning and said:?This Maharaja is a bit interesting.  "A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake, not to mention that it is still unknown who belongs to the dragon or the snake. Xuanci smiled when he heard this, looked at Chu Feng, and then said loudly: "Dear King Ming, please move to the martial arts field.  "I think that when Jiumozhi's letter arrived, Qiao Feng had already discussed with him the matter of welcoming the guests. With this sound, the sky-shaking drums and the endless Sanskrit singing died down, leaving only the main rudder.  A gentle voice replied: "Thank you, master host, for guiding me.  Chu Feng whispered to Qiao Feng and said, "How about I go down below to watch the excitement?"  " Qiao Feng said: "If you want to see the excitement, of course you can see it clearly here.  " While speaking, the sound of dozens of footsteps came in together with the sound of the master's previous disciples welcoming guests. Only one person actually stepped into the martial arts field. He clasped his hands and said: "Jiu Mozhi, a junior from Tubo, has seen the master in charge.  .  "Even without the previous response, the light on the face of the Great Wheel Ming King alone would make anyone notice him."  "After saying the polite words, he just pointed towards the stands and said: "Please!  " Jiumozhi was dressed in a much plainer attire than the "rich man" with his envelope. He wore plain clothes and sandals, and moved around like a flowing stream. When he reached the stands, he clasped his hands to Qiao Feng and said, "This must be Gang Leader Qiao.  Already?  The young monk was so lucky to see three heroes in one day.  " Qiao Feng said: "King Ming has come all the way to make Pengpi shine. Everyone in our gang welcomes him.  Jiumozhi smiled warmly, turned to Chu Feng and said, "I guess this is Mr. Murong who is as famous as Gang Leader Qiao?"  " Chu Feng saw him turning around with a smile, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly say such nonsense with such certainty. He was slightly embarrassed, cupped his fists and said seriously: "Chu Feng has met King Ming.  "I couldn't help but murmur in my heart: Is it possible that this person who learned the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple from Murong Bo has never seen Murong Fu?  Xuanci, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu." However, this small mistake could not stop this Tubo master who had seen the world. He continued without any blush on his face: "In the martial arts world of the Central Plains, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is indeed  " (To be continued) PS: I'll give it a try A small agreement: From now on, even if I don't have it at night, I will report it in the book at 9:00.
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