The night is deep, the mountains and fields are quiet, the sound of the mountain breeze blowing through the woods is like waves hitting the shore, and the sound of shrill wolf howlings sound from time to time in the distance.

There was a bonfire, and everyone was lying in their clothes, or sitting cross-legged to regulate their breathing, and no one was making noise.

Fu Jingtao had been sleeping for a long time, but he couldn't help but turn over and get up, tiptoed away from the area reflected by the bonfire, and ran towards the depths of the mountain. He didn't know how many miles of the mountain road he ran to a low-lying area and made a sound like a non-human one.

Growing low, punching and kicking at the surrounding trees.

After his inner demon was lifted up, although he could temporarily suppress it with his willpower, he still needed to vent it through reasonable means. Otherwise, once the inner demon loses control and the demonic energy is exposed, it will not escape the eyes of the inner elder. How can I explain it clearly?

The fists and feet unfolded, and the meaning of destruction swept across, and the trees burst, and the debris swept into the sky.

Fu Jingtao incorporated his killing intent into his moves, constantly tempering the fist of destruction, destroying dozens of trees, and slowly converging his breath of a sudden escape. When the inner demon returns to silence, he blew out a breath of turbid air and jumped.

Go up to the treetops and run back to the temporary camping site.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew out from a distance, and three leaps fell to where Fu Jingtao practiced his boxing. Looking at the mess around and the remaining tree stumps on the ground, his eyes showed shock and solemnity. This boy's strength was far more than the surface.

What I saw at the beginning is so simple! Is this a monstrous monster who is so defiant of the sky?

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The next day, Hu Zhijun and others decided to lead a group of disciples to visit Songshan to gain knowledge, and then go directly to Kaifeng. Calculate the itinerary, and it will be enough to arrive at the destination before the end of June, and will not delay the opening of the Qingyun List.

The ceremony. The young people naturally agreed that Songshan is one of the five mountains and there are countless scenic spots and historical sites. Since it is located nearby, how can you miss it? Now you turn to the southeast with great enthusiasm, pointing to the scenery along the way, talking and laughing.

In the afternoon, the group arrived at the foot of Mount Song. They saw peaks standing, clouds and mists changing in an instant, pine trees were green, and the deep valleys were tortuous, and a magnificent aura came to their faces. Everyone looked out from afar and felt their feelings, and forgot to say something for a moment.

Songshan is known as the "Zhongyue". It lives in the middle of Jiuzhou. Going west is Luoyang and Chang'an, and going east is Kaifeng, which is divided into Taishi Mountain and Shaoshi Mountain. Taishi Mountain is located in the east, and the main peak is the steep peak. Looking north at the Yellow River like a belt.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a Zhongyue Temple built in the Qin Dynasty, which is one of the blessings of Taoism origin. Shaoshi Mountain lives in the west, with a wide and flat top like a village, divided into two upper and lower floors, connecting Tianfeng as the main peak, and the famous Shaolin Temple is built in Shaoshi

On the mountain.

In addition to Zhongyue Temple, Shaolin Temple, Songshan, there are also Yongtai Temple, Huishan Temple, Songyue Temple, Songyang Temple, Yuwang Temple and other ancient sites, as well as hundreds of famous steles, as well as waterfalls, ancient cypresses, strange stones and other fascinating

The scenery is not detailed.

When you arrive at Songshan, you must visit Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple is one of the holy places of Buddhism. It is said that Bodhidharma came across the river and was enlightened here for nine years and founded Zen Buddhism. In the early Tang Dynasty, Shaolin monks were deeply favored for saving the Qin King Li Shimin, who was in distress. Shaolin Temple

He has been repeatedly awarded by the imperial court and was once known as the "No. 1 Temple in the World". Since the end of the Tang Dynasty, the world has been in chaos, and Shaolin Temple has also suffered a great impact, and it will no longer be as prosperous as before. In particular, Emperor Zhou of Chai Rong's destruction of Buddhism caused Shaolin Temple to suffer losses

The tragic situation is that the believers are lost and the influence is becoming increasingly low. Nowadays, the monks in the temple have rarely entered the world.

Climbing along the mountain road, I saw six or seven yellow cows eating wild grass under the hillside in front of the right. A young monk hid under the shade of a tree and swayed his banana leaves to fan the wind. Suddenly, two majestic bulls rose up.

Dispute, growl in a deep voice, horns resist and fight, and four hooves slamming up waves of dust and sand.

The little monk threw away the banana leaves casually and said angrily: "Bighuang, Erhuang, no fight!" He said that, and jumped up, falling like a meteorite. He pressed his hands and pressed the two huge cow heads into the soil.

, no matter how hard they struggle, they can't break free.

The little monk said, "Remember, be obedient, or you will smash your butts!" After loosening his palms, the two bulls ran away quickly, and they really didn't dare to fight again.

Not far ahead, I saw a group of young monks fetching water beside the mountain stream. Each of them carried two tall iron buckets, filled with water, raised their arms flat, and rushed to the top of the mountain like flying. Their body movements were not gorgeous.

, but the water in the bucket was not released while running.

The young men secretly took a breath. These monks could climb mountains with hundreds of kilograms of things, which showed their profound cultivation. If they were to do the same thing, someone might not have done so easily.

Wu Dong said astonished: "According to this calculation, aren't their arms nearly a thousand pounds of strength?"

Hu Zhijun said: "Shaolin has been established for hundreds of years and has been passed down for a long time. He is particularly good at refining muscles and bones. His external skills have reached the pinnacle. It is rumored that Shaolin's external skills have reached its peak. The skin is as skin as bronze, and the bones are as fine steel. He is not afraid of swords and slashing.

He was invincible before the battle. In fact, many practice methods and martial arts, including my Xuanyuan Gate, have been learned from the Shaolin lineage. So when you arrive at Shaoshi Mountain, you should not be arrogant and think you can't afford it!"

The disciples nodded silently and tidied up their clothes.

After walking for a while, the magnificent mountain gate is in sight. The mountain gate is located on a high brick platform. The three big characters "Shaolin Temple" are engraved on the door plaque. There are a pair of stone lions in front of the door. There are two stone arches symmetrical on the east and west sides of the eight-character wall and archways.

It is engraved with inscriptions from famous masters and kings of all dynasties, solemn and majestic.

At this time, the mountain gate was closed, and the sound of Buddha and Buddhist singing came from the temple. An old monk with white beard was sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the door. The broom in his hand was neither fast nor slow when sweeping. If you look closely, you will find the broom.

The amplitude, speed and power of the swing are controlled very accurately, as if they are part of his body. If you close your eyes, you can't even sense the existence of the sweeping monk. He has integrated into this world, and it is unfathomable.

Everyone was in awe and stopped to salute.

The sweeping monk raised his eyes, clear and unwavering, as if he had seen through all the illusions in the world, and said lightly: "Donors visit Shaolin, don't know what's going on?"

Hu Zhijun said politely: "Xuanyuan Gate, Huashan School admired the name of Shaolin for a long time, and wanted to enter the temple to watch it, burn incense and worship Buddha, and asked the monk to inform the abbot of the temple on his behalf."

The sweeping monk raised his palm and said softly: "Please wait outside the temple." After that, he turned around and entered the mountain gate.

After a while, the sweeping monk left and returned, saying, "The abbot said clearly: 'The donors' murderous aura has not yet disappeared, so it is not advisable to enter the temple. Shaolin is a place for Zen practice, so it is not involved in the right and wrong of the world.' Donors, please return the same way!

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Everyone was turned away and was quite disappointed, so they had to say goodbye to go down the mountain. Halfway through the way, they suddenly heard the ringing of the Buddha bell behind them. The bell sounded brightly and melodiously, resounding throughout the mountains and forests. An indescribable enlightenment reached the heart, which was annoying.

All will be eliminated, and the spiritual platform will be clean.

When the Buddha bell is ringing, the heaven and earth are silent.
Chapter completed!