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Volume 4 Lixiu Incident!  Chapter 11 Shaolin!

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    Songshan Mountain belongs to the Funiu Mountain System, with its main vein in Dengfeng, stretching for more than 60 kilometers. The central part of Songshan Mountain is bounded by the Shaolin River, with Junji Peak in the middle, Taishi Mountain in the east, and Shaoshi Mountain in the west. Songshan Mountain is its general name.  The ancients regarded Taishi as the main mountain of Songshan Mountain. Taishi has few extraordinary peaks and rises and falls like a sleeping dragon from east to west, so there is a saying that "Huashan Mountain is like standing, and the middle mountain is like lying".  The two high mountains are stacked on top of each other, stretching up and down on the south bank of the Yellow River, the mother river of the Chinese nation.  Emperors, generals, poets, monks, Taoists and Confucian scholars of the past dynasties named these beautiful peaks according to their shapes, thus creating the theory of the Seventy-Two Peaks.  The holy land of martial arts throughout Chinese history - Shaolin Temple is located in Shaoshi Mountain!  Noon.  Although it is the New Year, the weather has just warmed up, and the mornings and evenings are also a bit cool. Ordinary people cannot help but put on extra clothes to keep out the cold. But once it reaches noon, the scorching sun hangs above the head, roasting the earth like a huge fireball. This point is simple  It's hard not to feel a little sweaty standing in the sun.  Not to mention the feeling of running long distances under the sun.  But at noon today, Songshan ushered in a strange person.  The frail and delicate face is full of scholarly air, but the complexion is extremely pale. It is not an exaggeration to say that the face is bloodless.  The thin body was wrapped in some dirty white clothes, looking like a withered body.  The only bright spot in his body is his eyes, which are very bright, as bright and pure as stars.  And this person is Yan Ruofeng.  The forced reversal of the magical power damaged most of his meridians, and his body was severely traumatized. Although the deadly sword intent in his body was forcibly suppressed again, he had to find a way to resolve it.  But with so many sects densely packed together, how could he find them?  Suddenly, the figure of a bald monk appeared in his mind, which shocked Yan Ruofeng and gave him a sudden realization. In an instant, Yan Ruofeng made a decision.  Go to Shaolin!  With the help of Buddhism, you can resolve the hostility in your body and buffer the murderous aura of the Thirteen Deadly Swords!  Even if it cannot be completely solved, even if it has little effect, it should at least provide some relief.  At this time, Yan Ruofeng was walking along the winding path in front of Songshan Road, stumbling step by step. The steps were not big, not tight, and even a little frivolous. But after taking a few steps, Yan Ruofeng's seriously ill body  He actually walked more than ten meters.  Weird!  It brings a huge visual and sensory impact.  Taking one step slowly, it was several meters long. This was like the legendary shrinkage.  If the top masters in the arena saw this scene, they would not help but praise it a few times - what a light kung fu!  But Yan Ruofeng didn't care, her eyes were full of relaxation and calmness, and she kept walking towards Songshan Mountain while looking at the surrounding scenery.  Such Qinggong is just a minor path to him.  Having comprehended a variety of artistic conceptions, he naturally has his own understanding of the world. Even if it is not much, it is really simple to rely on his own foundation to achieve such a pace.  Even if he is seriously injured!  "The weather is quite sunny today. If you take a stroll up the mountain, you can also visit the scenery along the way. Feast your eyes, feast your eyes!" Looking at the mountainous peaks standing high in front of her eyes, Yan Ruofeng felt particularly comfortable.  Even normal people in the world don¡¯t sweat when they are traveling like this, and their bodies are inevitably a little tired.  Looking at the 1,500-meter-high mountain in front of me will definitely make her feel a little depressed, but Yan Ruofeng dragged her seriously injured body as if she was taking a walk from beginning to end, with a relaxed expression, a happy mood, a spring breeze on her face, and a pale face.  A small gap opened.  The breeze blew by, and Yan Ruofeng's white clothes fluttered, adding a bit of elegance to him.  Relaxed and leisurely.  This is Yan Ruofeng's current state.  Since his reincarnation, he has never been so relaxed, never seen the blue sky and white clouds so naturally, and never walked so comfortably.  It¡¯s not that you don¡¯t want to, it¡¯s that you can¡¯t.  But now, after all the hard work has been done and nothing can be forced, Yan Ruofeng's heart has calmed down and she has become more open-minded.  People are also much more relaxed.  Soon, the more than a kilometer long winding path came to an end, and Yan Ruofeng also reached the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.  Looking at the towering mountains in front of him, Yan Ruofeng couldn't help but think of the Songshan Mountain and the Shaolin Temple in his previous life. He remembered that at that time, his father also came to Shaolin to seek a solution, but - Yan Ruofeng paused for a moment, feeling  After being able to waver slightly, he smiled casually on his face and walked up the path of Shaoshi Mountain.  Yan Ruofeng was not in a hurry, and stopped and looked at all the way, taking in all kinds of strange-shaped peaks and the wonders on the peaks.  What jade mirror, lion, tiger head??Jade pillars, incense burners, Arhats, black turtles, Wolongs, old men, stalagmites, Zhuojian and other shapes of peaks were all caught in Yan Ruofeng's eyes. Looking at these places of interest, thinking of what he had seen before, Yan Ruofeng's heart  There was something I wanted to say, but in the end I didn't say it.  The things that are often suppressed disappear in the thousands of majestic and magnificent mountain peaks.  Yan Ruofeng felt relaxed again, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.  "Could this be the Jade Mirror Peak that was rumored in the previous life?" After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.  He raised his head and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, and murmured in his mouth: "The bright ice plate is surrounded by hundreds of camps, and the Guanghan palace is vaguely visible. The thousands of spring mountains are as thick as water, and a mirror flies in the green light. What a Jade Mirror Peak!"  It¡¯s a pity that I can¡¯t always accompany you here.¡± Although it is a sigh, it does not mean a sigh at all.  Yan Ruofeng didn't stop for a long time, looked at it for a few times and then walked forward.  Half an hour later.  Yan Ruofeng stopped again.  "The Shaolin Temple is right ahead!" Looking at the thousand-year-old temple not far away that exuded the fragrance of Zen, Yan Ruofeng's chest finally rose and fell inadvertently.  I took a few hurried steps, and the mountain breeze seemed to be able to blow away at any time.  The top of the peak is high and the sun shines brightly.  A few more hours passed, and within about one stick of incense, the thousand-year-old temple that seemed to exude the fragrance of Zen from a distance was already in front of us.  The simple temple reflects the changes of the years, but it cannot cover up the spirit of the thousand-year-old temple!  "It's grand and brilliant, like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life, with stories and flavor!" Yan Ruofeng praised, climbed up the stairs, and walked towards the Shaolin Temple.  After walking a few steps, a few murmurs of wind reached his ears. The young man looked up and saw several figures approaching, but they were the disciples guarding the mountain from the Shaolin Temple.  "Donor, stop! The Shaolin Temple is not open now. If you want to offer incense to fulfill your vows, please come back after a while." The leading monk, wearing a yellow robe, blocked the young man's path and explained.  The others were wearing gray robes, standing behind the monk in yellow, as straight as the green pine trees along the road!  "Master, I've invited you. I'm not here to offer incense and fulfill my vows. I'm here just to borrow scriptures. Please make it convenient for all the masters." Yan Ruofeng was taken aback for a moment, then continued.  The tone was also very polite.  "Please ask the donor to come back another day!" The monk in yellow didn't care and kept saying the same polite words.  "Then you're offended!" Yan Ruofeng shook her head helplessly, "I wanted to enter the temple politely, but in the end, even the mountain people couldn't enter!"
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