"Donor! I just said that just now is just a temporary measure. In fact, Shaolin Temple never accepts outsiders!"

After "Zhang Jie" left, the sweeping monk bowed slightly to Ye Xiuwen and told the truth.

Ye Xiuwen naturally knew about this. If there was no sect force that could be taken advantage of, Shaolin would not receive any outsiders except the day of the martial arts competition.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace. In Xia Ye Xiuwen, a native of Yanzhou, and a disciple of the head of Lingxiao Pavilion, he came to participate in the competition this time!"

Ye Xiuwen also gave a slight tribute, and the sweeping monk nodded slightly.

He had heard of Yanzhou, and Lingxiao Pavilion also heard about it. After all, it is a second-rate sect in the world, not unknown.

But even so, the sweeping monk would not let Ye Xiuwen live in Shaolin. Because rules are rules, and if this rule is broken, it will be difficult to talk to someone in the future.

At this time, Ye Xiuwen also saw the old monk's meaning, so he said again: "Master! You cannot worry about the affairs of me and the villain. On the way to Shaolin, I saved a Buddhist man and asked her to meet the head."

"Amitabha!"

Before Ye Xiuwen finished speaking, the sweeping monk gave a deep gift to Ye Xiuwen. As expected, everything was not as effective as a Buddhist disciple.

The monk sweeping the floor was wondering why a little nun walked with two people from the world. It turned out that these two people from the world saved their Buddhist disciples.

The monk sweeping the floor bowed deeply, expressing his approval of Ye Xiuwen's move, and then said, "Seep with me, three!"

The sweeping monk did not say much, but only asked Ye Xiuwen, Yue'er, and "Huining" to go with him. Everything would be decided by the head.

Ye Xiuwen pulled out the sword from the ground and inserted it back to his waist. Two people, a little nun, followed behind the sweeping monk, walked through the mountain gate, and entered Shaolin Temple.

How big is this Shaolin Temple? From the mountain gate, walking to the main entrance of the Shaolin Temple, four people walked for nearly an hour.

Of course, this is because all four people are walking, otherwise they have to perform the light body technique, which is just half a cup of tea.

There were gradually more monks in Shaolin. When the young monk saw the old monk saluting, the sweeping monk just nodded slightly, even if he had said hello.

So it can be seen from this that the seniority of this sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple should be very high.

Ye Xiuwen's eyes were not idle. In addition to paying attention to the strength of those Shaolin monks, he also gained an in-depth understanding of Shaolin.

This Shaolin Temple is basically the same as the Shaolin Temple in the real world.

At the front of Shaolin Temple is a mountain gate, with a width of 30 rooms, a single-eaved hip-mounted mountain style. The plaque on the door "Shaolin Temple" was written by Emperor Shengde of the Ming Dynasty.

Behind the mountain gate are the Heavenly King Hall, the Great Hall, the Sutra Pavilion, the Abbot's Room, the Bodhidharma Pavilion, the Thousand Buddha Hall, etc.

Among them, the Thousand Buddha Hall has a depth of 300 rooms, a width of 70 rooms, an area of ​​more than 30,000 square meters and a height of about 30 meters. It is the largest Buddhist temple in the temple.

The temple houses bronze statues of Vairocana Buddha, so they are also called "Vilu Hall". There are 40 rows of 480 Shaolin boxing "stand pits" in parallel on the brick floor. They are the remains of foot pits when monks in the temple practiced martial arts in the past.

The foot pit is not distributed in a large square and in a linear shape, which is in line with the characteristics of Shaolin boxing.

"Curved without curve, straight without straightness", this is exactly what Shaolin Temple monks practice boxing frequently.

On the east side of the Thousand Buddha Hall, there are 5,000 large-scale colorful murals of the Arhat dynasty painted by the previous dynasty on the three walls of the east, west and north. The area is more than 3,200 square meters, vividly representing the scene of monks practicing boxing and martial arts in Shaolin Temple.

There is a large stone-built Sumeru-style platform outside the hall, and stone-carved railings are built on the edge. The platform is stairs on three sides, and the "Imperial Road" is built in the middle of the steps, and the relief "Two Dragons Playing with Beads" is engraved on it. It has vivid images and exquisite carvings...

In general, this Shaolin Temple highlights a big character, which is very big, so big that you can't understand.

As Ye Xiuwen said, this Shaolin Temple is completely like a country in the middle of the country.

After passing through the Heavenly King Hall, the Great Hall, the Thousand Buddha Hall, etc., a group of four people finally arrived at the abbot's room behind.

The head abbot, "Xuan Ku", lives here.

The sweeping monk walked here and stopped leaving. He called the little monk to report to the abbot of the "Xuanku". He turned around and bowed to Ye Xiuwen and others, "Amitabha, there is only so much that the old monk can do. Everything depends on the fortune of the donors!"

"Thank you, Master! I don't know the master, the Dharma name?" Ye Xiuwen asked.

"Amitabha!"

The monk sweeping the floor did not say anything, chanting the Buddha's name, and the person left in a drift.

"This master is not simple!" Yue'er stood beside Ye Xiuwen.

"Yes! His strength is unfathomable. I have not yet judged what kind of realm he is.

He looked like an ordinary person. But you can see his strength. With a casual blow, you can knock "Zhang Jie's thunder hand away."

Ye Xiuwen said this and sighed. He felt more and more that his strength could not keep up.

And if he meets a peerless master like a sweeping monk, he believes that as long as the other party uses one move, he will be in a state of no existence.

"Amitabha, several donors, the abbot of the head, are invited!"

The little monk came back to pass the message, and Ye Xiuwen bowed to pay his respects. Because don’t look at it, he was just a little monk who passed the message, but he had the third level of vitality.

This little monk is very young, probably younger than Ye Xiuwen.

Ye Xiuwen admired again and said to himself: This Shaolin Temple is indeed a place where dragons and tigers are hidden.

After entering the abbot's room, the old abbot sat cross-legged on the Buddha's bed.

This Buddha bed is in the living room. The living room of this abbot's room is different from the living room of ordinary people.

There are mahogany chairs on both sides, and the chair is also very large, one at least about one meter or two wide, with a futon on it. You can sit on it normally or cross-sit on it.

Ye Xiuwen looked up and saw the old abbot Master "Xuanku" with a good face, like a golden arhat.

There were twelve scars on the head, his face was like an arhat, his eyebrows and beard were all white, his eyes were deep, and his people were also very thin, his hands were clasped together, as if he was chanting scriptures, and he had no intention of paying attention to the three people entering the door.

Ye Xiuwenzheng didn't know how to speak, but he didn't expect that the little nun "Huining" came forward and bowed: "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, don't you know that Master Abbot, do you still recognize Xiao Ni?"

"hold head high?"

Master "Xuanku" heard the voice of "Huining", and his eyes were opened in vain, and he stopped reciting the scriptures, and his expression was shocked.

When Ye Xiuwen saw this, he smiled in his heart: No need to ask, there must be something wrong here.
Chapter completed!