Chapter 28: Behind the small forest of Shaoshi Mountain

After five or six days of travel, several people came to Shaoshi Mountain. Tang Jinlou was lying on a stretcher at this moment. Taoist Master Chongxu hired two people to carry him away.

Although Tang Jinlou knew that he was weak, he would rather struggle to walk than be carried by someone, not to mention that there was a little girl and three old men walking next to him along the sedan chair.

But Taoist Master Chongxu did not agree. After his rigorous and detailed explanation, Tang Jinlou roughly understood his current situation. Of course, he could still move, not only move, but also run, jump, and even ride a horse without any problem. But the problem is that as long as his breathing deepens and becomes more severe, it will inevitably affect the inner breath. His true qi does not obey his own command, but it does not mean that he can't move. As long as the inner breath moves, the strange poison will work... Although there is an antidote that can suppress it, the antidote is limited after all, and it is good to be able to hold it for a moment before finding a new and effective method...

Tang Jinlou was stunned for a long time before he defined his situation: "The quieter the better, the better, it is best to sleep quietly. The ideal state is to freeze in the ice and snow until he found a solution to the problem."

This is so sad.

At this time, Songshan can be regarded as a martial arts destination. This is not just because the world's largest sect, Shaolin Temple, which has been standing in the martial arts world for thousands of years, is on this Songshan.

In fact, the Songshan Sect standing on Taishi Mountain also played a great role. The Songshan Sect had thousands of disciples, nearly a hundred inner-room disciples, as well as the martial arts halls named after Songshan at the foot of Songshan, all large and small, in various towns, attracted countless people who wanted to have various martial arts ideals.

The Songshan Sect has almost developed a complete martial arts industry chain. Whether you want to learn some self-defense skills, some sting and killing techniques, or have lofty ambitions, want to learn the most top magical skills and become a generation of heroes that people admire... The Songshan Sect will give you this opportunity. As for whether you can succeed in the end, it is a multifaceted factor...

At the foot of Songshan Mountain, it is much more lively than Huashan where Tang Jinlou is located. The Northern Mountain Hengshan, which he once visited, is not as popular as Hengyang City at the foot of Hengshan Mountain in Nanyue. However, Hengyang has been a big city since ancient times, and it is absolutely different from this place.

The towns below Songshan are crowded, but the lively people here are almost all for the reputation of Shaolin and Songshan School.

Shaolin has always been heavy and low-key, and has always been strict in accepting disciples. In comparison, the Songshan School is simply unsatisfied. Therefore, when Tang Jinlou walked through the town, he saw those pedestrians coming and going with weapons, he would think in his heart: It’s not from the Songshan School again... There are so many people in the Songshan School.

But at this time, there were few pedestrians on the path where Tang Jinlou and others were walking.

Because this is already Shaoshi Mountain, and there is the world's largest sect on Shaoshi Mountain. Not everyone can come up to be noisy, excited and join in the fun.

Starting from Zhike Pavilion at the bottom of Shaoshi Mountain, Master Chongxu led a few people all the way up the mountain, and he never encountered many idle people in the world.

There is a forest on Shaoshi Mountain. After the woods are hidden, there is the world-famous Shaolin Temple.

The group came to the forest and saw the gate of Shaolin Temple from afar. Suddenly, a "bang" sounded, and the sound of a Zen bell sounded. The sound was simple and heavy, and a Sanskrit sound was circulated from afar in the mountains.

Everyone's expressions changed. He waved to Taoist Master Xu and signaled everyone to stop. Tang Jinlou stood up and sat on a stretcher. The bells of Shaolin Temple could not be ringed casually. Except for morning and evening classes between morning and evening, almost every ringing meant something big happened.

The bell rang three times, then stopped. Everyone waited for a while, and showed a strange look on their faces and said, "Three bells, this means that a distinguished guest is coming. Strange, strange. Could it be that a senior from the world came to Shaolin Temple?" Before he finished speaking, the gate of Shaolin Temple opened wide, and a monk from the guest hurriedly walked out step by step, as if he was slow and slow. Everyone naturally saw that he had used extremely brilliant light body skills. The few people with higher eyes found that the monk's every move was natural and could not be artificial and showed his skills. Tang Jinlou felt a move in his heart and thought to himself: "The light body skills of the guest monk showed the extraordinaryness of Shaolin."

The monk respectfully confronted Taoist Master Xu and said, "Master Fang Zheng welcomed Taoist master in the Bodhi Sutra Hall."

Chongxu and his two junior brothers looked at each other. He and Fang Zheng were friends. They came to Shaolin Temple several times and had never been so respectful. Therefore, when they heard the bell, they did not expect that they were ringing for themselves.

Master Chongxu thought about it and asked, "But there are other distinguished guests in your temple?"

The monk from Zhike replied respectfully: "Mr. Yue, the head of Huashan Sect, and Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan Sect, were all in the Bodhi Sutra Hall at this time, and Guan Fangzheng preached to the monks."

When Tang Jinlou heard "Mr. Yue", he was shocked and sat upright. Su Yanyue said "ah" and showed a look of surprise and joy. Obviously, in her heart, the level of trusting Yue Buqun is better than the reputation of the world's largest sect.

Chongxu nodded suddenly and said, "It's really a coincidence that Master Fang Zheng preaches today. I should listen to the teachings and ask the master to lead the way."

The monk in charge said, "I dare not. I dare not." He glanced at Tang Jinlou and said, "This donor seems to have a serious illness? Why not take the monk to the guest room for a nap?" Chongxu said, "It's okay, this young hero is the favorite disciple of the head of the Huashan Sect. Since the head of the Yue family is here, it will be a good time for their master and disciple to meet."

The monk from Zhike responded and led everyone into the main gate, and walked into the Shaolin Temple, the most treasure temple in the martial arts world. As soon as he entered the main gate, Tang Jinlou remembered the respectful expression of Master Fang Sheng when he was in Fujian. Looking at the yellow walls and red bricks around him, the solemn and thick, he remembered the shabby building of the Hengshan Sect that he saw when he went to Hengshan, and said in his heart: "Master Dingyi is inferior?" But he understood in his heart that the reason why Master Dingyi respected Fang Sheng was because Fang Sheng's martial arts and Buddhism were far higher than herself. It was just like her senior sister Master Dingxian in Hengshan Sect.

The monk from Zhike led everyone to turn left and right, and turned a small door. A large hall appeared in front of him. There were hundreds of monks in yellow clothes sitting on both sides of them, sitting quietly in the cushion. As soon as everyone turned the small door, they heard the monks sing together, "Amitabha." Then an old man's voice sounded: "My Zen Buddhism is the essence of all things, 'Understand the mind and nature, everything is empty.' Junior Brother Fang Yan understands this principle very well, I am taught." Then another old voice said, "You must also listen to the senior brother's high views."

The monk Zhike arrived at the gate, held his hands with ten, and bowed: "Abbot, Master Wudang Chongxu, has arrived."

Tang Jinlou looked at him and saw a thin old man looking at the top of the lobby. He paused on everyone for a moment and said, "Brother Chongxu came here. I am extremely rude."

Master Chongxu gave a greeting with one hand and said with a smile: "I have disturbed Master Fang Zheng's lecture, so I should apologize." It turned out that this inconspicuous old monk was actually the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Tang Jinlou felt sad. Chongxu glanced into the lobby and said, "By chance, today we should listen to all the monks discussing Buddhism."

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and reached out to signal. A monk immediately brought out a few cushions and placed them outside the array of monks.

Tang Jinlou went downstairs and stumbled to a corner of the lobby where there was a person sitting, dressed as a Confucian scholar. It was Yue Buqun. Tang Jinlou sat silently next to Yue Buqun without saying anything. Yue Buqun could see that he was injured. Su Yanyue followed up with a worried look. Just as she was about to speak to Yue Buqun, Yue Buqun shook her head and signaled her to sit down with her fingers. Su Yanyue sat down in a daze. Tang Jinlou pulled her sleeve and whispered: "Let's talk about it later."

Suddenly, my heart moved and turned around and saw an old monk next to Fang Zheng looking at him. Seeing him looking over, I smiled slightly and looked away. It was Master Fang Sheng who he had met before.

This is a Shaolin lecture. No matter how high the other person has, he is a guest. After everyone sat down, the old monk had already asked: "Senior Brother Fang Zheng, what does 'everything is empty'?"
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