Opening Sign to Shaolin Abbot

　　 In the old and dilapidated courtyard, Xuan Xin is preparing to continue today's morning class.

　　 The time when Mahayana Buddhism was preached.

　　 The little ferret that ran out before turned into a white shadow and ran back.

　　Squeak...

　　 The little ferret jumped on the shoulders of the white-clothed girl Aqi and chattered non-stop.

　　 "Master, the nine old guys who betrayed you have come here."

　　 "They betrayed you back then, but now they seem to regret it. They have found their master to confess their guilt, and the master can't be merciful this time."

　　 Little ferret's little spiritual expression, full of murderous ferocity, leaned on the ear of the white-clothed girl, and muttered: "Master, you listen to the little wine, and those who betray us will die!"

　　 "It's useless for them to regret it."

　　Squeak...

　　 Xuan Xin couldn't understand what the little ferret was talking about.

　　 didn't pay too much attention to it either.

　　 tu tu tu tu tu...

　　 With a mysterious rhythm, knocked on the wooden fish, the magic treasure of the sect, and then preached the Mahayana Dharma Diamond Sutra.

"That's what I heard. For a time the Buddha was in Savatya. The Gion tree was given to the solitary garden. With the great bhikkhus. Thousands of two hundred and fifty people. The Lord of the World. When eating. Wearing clothes and holding bowls. Begging for food in the big city. In the city. Begging for the second time. Return to this place. The food is finished. The clothes and bowls are collected. The feet are washed. Sit and sit..."

　　 For a time, in the mountains, the sound of wooden fish accompanied the sound of chanting.

　　 was spread among this small mountain temple.

　　 Shaolin's magnetic field changed accordingly.

　　 Peaceful and peaceful, it has become a dojo full of a strong Buddhist atmosphere.

　　 The sound of wooden fish changes from small to loud, and then from loud to small.

　　 The aura of Mount Shaomi seemed to be awakened at this moment, and the surging aura began to thicken little by little.

　　 washes the body and mind, and matches the mysterious rhythm of the sound of the wooden fish, allowing people to continuously regulate the blood in the body between breaths and breaths.

　　 This kind of sensation brought to the body and mind is extremely comfortable and wonderful.

　　 Xuan Yuan, Xuan Gang, and the big disciple Wuzhen, all accompanied by the sound of Muyu and the sound of chanting, entered the mysterious rhythm.

　　During meditation, I entered a dream of attachment.

　　 Including the spiritual little ferret, at this moment, he fell down obsessively, breathing in the rhythm of the rhyme of the Dharma and Tao.

　　 entered the dream state of attachment during the meditation.

　　Xuanxin tapped the wooden fish, reciting the Diamond Sutra of Mahayana Dharma rhythmically.

　　 is also observing the surrounding changes.

　　 He found that this girl in white had been struggling with this mysterious rhythm of Buddhism and Taoism.

　　 can't enter the state of meditation, and can't enter the dream state of attachment.

　　 What shocked Xuan Xin the most was that the girl in white clothes exuded a burst of murderous aura with her eyebrows furrowed.

　　The aura is dark, it seems like a magic way, and the magic energy that conflicts with the aura of the Buddhist dojo.

　　 even rose into the sky.

　　 This murderous aura is really terrifying, and the Xuanxin who knocks on the wooden fish and chants the Diamond Sutra also feels throbbing and uneasy.

　　What the **** is this girl in white doing?

　　 How come suddenly so murderous?

　　 To be honest, although Xuan Xin was calm on the surface, she was panicked in her heart.

　　 He had never seen such a terrible murderous aura, and this demonic aura that seemed to be soaring to the sky, it was even more shocking that he had never seen it.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 After the morning class was over, Xuan Xin stopped percussing the wooden fish and reciting the Diamond Sutra, and announced the Buddha's name to stabilize her mind.

　　 "Abbot, Wuzhen and I are going down the mountain first."

　　 The whole body is comfortable, the spirit is clear, the thought is acquainted, and it feels like Xuan Yuan and Wuzhen of a beautiful day.

After waking up, 　　 said goodbye to Xuanxin.

　　Today’s Shaolin is another day when the mountain roads are laid in full swing. Xuanyuan wants to supervise the laying of the mountain roads and Wuzhen needs to count the stone materials at the foot of the mountain.

　　 "Abbot, I'm going too."

　　 Xuan Gang, a martial idiot, heard the sound of Muyu and chanting, and seemed to have gained something in his obsessional dream.

　　 immediately ran to the monastery and went to retreat.

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 announced the Buddha's horn, Xuan Xin looked at the devilishly enchanted girl in white clothes, her eyebrows were frowning, and her mood was struck, and she said, "The neighboring chicken cried first every night, so here is the fifth watch."

　　 "The blood is stained with thousands of knives and the flow is endless, so he can talk about spring life with a cup of wine."

　　 "For thousands of years, there has been a lot of grievance in a bowl."

　　 Xuan Xin looked very compassionate, using a tone of compassion for heaven and man, and then said: "I want to know the swords and soldiers of the world, but listen to the midnight sound of Tumen."

　　"The battles are not over, the phoenix and the unicorn are safe.

　　 My disciple Hu is indulging in this joy, violently mourning the sanctuary of heaven and things.

　　 If you want to prolong your life and listen to me, you have to ask yourself for everything.

　　 If you want to prolong your life, you must release your life. This is the true principle of circulation.

　　 If you save him when he dies, if you save you when he dies.

　　 All beings are originally the same sex, but the karma is different.

　　 The flesh and blood is so precious that it is generally painful and difficult to stretch.

　　 Put yourself in the heart and think about who will cut yourself with the knife. "

　　 This is not the Virgin of Xuanxin, who is exhausting her tongue here, tirelessly persuading people to let go of killing thoughts.

　　 is not to persuade people to be kind.

　　 but a little flustered in my heart.

　　 This girl in white clothes didn't know anything about the profoundness, she was sitting next to him and exuding endless murderous aura while he was reciting the sutras.

　　 A monstrous demonic air rose into the sky.

　　Xuanxin wanted to know, what are you doing?

　　 In front of the poor monk, how did you want to slaughter the Buddha?

　　 If you don’t know what you are going to do, then you must be persuaded to persuade you to let go of killing thoughts.

　　 "Master, good words, really compassionate heart."

"Got it."

　　 took a deep breath, and the girl in white gave Xuan Xin a slight bow at sight.

　　Squeak...

　　 The little ferret who woke up next to him, chirping constantly.

　　 Just now, Little Ferret told her that the nine people who had betrayed her had come. For a while, she remembered all sorts of pasts and pasts, because the emotions in her heart could not be calmed down.

　　 Therefore, I have not been able to reach the meditation state, nor have I entered the obsessional dream.

　　 "Master, can you recite for me again?"

　　 After adjusting her mood, the murderous aura on the white-clothed girl disappeared without a trace, and the soaring demonic aura was also restrained by her.

　　 Now, she needs to use the profound Dharma to inspire the lifting of the prohibition on the black iron scroll [Tian Mo Gong].

　　 "Yes."

　　 Xuan Xin breathed a sigh of relief. As long as you don't target Shaolin, you won't get Xuan Xin into trouble.

　　 It’s okay to recite it for you a few more times.

　　 This white-clothed girl, under the gaze of Qiyun Jintong, Xuan Xin found that it was a terrifying existence.

　　 Immediately, Xuan Xin once again preached the Diamond Sutra of Mahayana Buddhism.

　　With the percussion instrument Muyu.

　　 With the mysterious rhythm, it is also a vast and peaceful Buddhist temple.

　　…………

　　……

　　 Under the mountain, piled with stone materials, the mountain road has been paved halfway up the mountain.

　　 In front of the mountain gate stone stele, only Wuzhen stayed here.

　　 stared at the inscription on the stone tablet for a while, looking up at the inscription, Wuzhen fell into a mysterious and mysterious state.

　　 At this moment, Wuzhen seemed to merge with the heaven and the earth, and his whole body exuded an aura full of Buddhism and Taoism.

　　 Every move, the rhyme of the Tao flows.

　　 A central, positive and peaceful internal force rises from the dantian, and it continuously revolves in the meridians with large and small weeks.

　　 I only saw Wuzhen, stepping on the plum blossom pile footwork~www.wuxiaspot.com~ closed my eyes and punched the Shaolin Luohan boxing.

　　I am totally immersed in self-consciousness.

　　 At this moment, nine strange people came on the official road.

　　 A black-clothed old woman with sullen air, a brawny man with a broken hand, and a white-clothed scholar with a writing brush.

　　 A **** drinking wine, an ugly old man with a white beard and a strong smell of herbs on his body.

　　 A big muscular man who was **** with chains and panting like a cow.

　　 A cruel swordsman, and a blind man with a stick, and at the end is a handsome white-faced swordsman.

　　 These nine look strange and strange, as unusual as strangers.

　　Walking from the official road, after seeing the stone stele of the mountain gate, the nine people came straight to Shaoshi Mountain.

　　 "What can I do if I regret it now?"

　　 "No one can run away."

　　 "When you die, you die. Anyway, I don't ask the leader to spare my life."

　　 The blind man with a club walked up flat on the ground, with a look of death and indifferent to everything.

　　 "I regretted that I was bewitched by the Maura."

　　 "If the leader is here, why does my demon sect come to this? Fortunately, the leader is back."

　　The old lady with a cloud of air, wherever she passed, the vegetation was dry, and her eyes of the world were full of regret.

　　 "I am waiting to ask the leader for sin, and I am also asking the leader for death."

　　 "This is the rule of my demons, I have nothing to say..."

　　 The old white-bearded man with an ugly face and a strong smell of herbs sighed.

　　The people here are the nine elders of the magic sect.

　　 Every one of them is a master of martial arts, and has the ability to master the sky.

　　 has powerful stunts that he is proud of.