Wulin martial arts hegemony record

Chapter 233 Arhat Hall hijacking incident

At the beginning of last year, monk Huiming and Mingzhen stayed in the Xue residence for a few days. Compared with the more serious Huiming, the gentle and simple Mingzhen won the love of several children. They were very happy to see them again, but then they exclaimed: " Uncle Mingzhen, why is your left arm gone?!"

Standing in front of everyone, Ming Zhen's left sleeve was surprisingly empty.

"Brother Mingzhen, what are you?!" Xue Chang was shocked.

Mingzhen had a friendly smile on his face, no different from the last time we met: "This little monk was accidentally chopped off in a martial arts competition with Beiyan Wulin people. Now I'm used to it, so it's nothing. I just heard that You're here, come and take a look."

"It's nothing good!" The silent host praised, nodded and said: "Mingzhen, although you lost an arm, you lost the east and harvested the mulberry, allowing you to abandon distracting thoughts and focus more on Buddhism and martial arts. It is a blessing to have made obvious progress in the past year! It is clear..." The silent host sighed softly.

Ming Zhen immediately looked sad.

"Uncle Wusheng, don't forget the two cups of tea!" Monk Huiming said hastily.

"Don't worry, I won't forget." The silent host obviously realized that he had said something wrong, and changed his words: "Mingzhen, you sit down too, and I'll make tea for you two." He got up and walked towards the wooden cabinet in the corner.

Before Ming Zhen sat down, Fan Mastiff asked curiously: "Uncle Ming Zhen, what are the voices coming from over there?" The shouts made the disciples a little curious, but he was the only one who asked.

"Next to it is the Arhat Hall, where monks from Shaolin Temple are practicing martial arts." Ming Zhen said.

"Can we go and have a look?" Fan Mastiff blurted out immediately.

"Don't be rude, little mastiff!" Xue Chang reprimanded hastily, now he somewhat understands that the temples at the front gate of Shaolin Temple are open to the outside world, anyone can go in and offer incense to Buddha, and Shaolin Temple can also collect some incense money based on this, but This backyard is not for outsiders to enter. Otherwise, why would Zhikeyuan be placed at the entrance? It is because the visiting guests cannot touch other places in the backyard. Unless it is a special case, ordinary people may not be able to enter, let alone Watching others practice martial arts is a big taboo in the sect.

"It doesn't matter, you can go and see." But Huiming monk said: "I remember Nephew Xue, your Arhat boxing is very good. I believe that your disciples have also obtained the true instruction. Now the disciples of the Arhat hall are practicing Arhat. Quan, after you have gone to see it, you can just exchange opinions with them. Mingzhen, you have worked hard, take them to the Arhat Hall, tell Huiguo that I agree, and let them watch."

"Okay, Uncle Master." As soon as Ming Zhen stood up, Xu Xi and the others saluted Monk Huiming in a sensible way: "Thank you, Master, for your fulfillment!"

Monk Huiming looked at Xue Chang's five disciples, reached out and nodded Hu Qiudi and Xue Yuting, and said seriously: "Because of the regulations in the temple, women are not allowed to enter other places in the backyard except this Zhikeyuan, so you two girls Just don't follow in."

"Ah! How can the majestic Shaolin Temple have such disgusting regulations that don't respect our women at all!" Hu Qiudi said dissatisfied immediately, she still learned the word "respect for women" from her master.

Although Xue Yuting didn't dare to say it like her senior sister, she nodded vigorously to show her attitude.

However, Xue Chang, who would occasionally jokingly say that he should respect women and give way to Hu Qiudi and Xue Yuting when his apprentices were fighting, said in a serious voice at this moment: "Qiudi, do you know what it means to do as the Romans do! Hurry up and ask Master Huiming Apologize!"

"Those who don't know are not to be blamed." Monk Huiming answered the words in a kind tone: "Because monks are not allowed to get close to women, there is this temple rule. It has been implemented for hundreds of years since the establishment of Shaolin Temple. All martial arts sects know it. It's the same for Dugu Daoist of Qingcheng School and Jingxin Master of Emei School, and it's not just for the two of you."

After hearing this, Hu Qiudi and Xue Yuting felt ashamed, and quickly apologized to Monk Huiming.

Xue Chang also used self-blame to smooth things over: "Actually, being a teacher is also wrong. I forgot to remind you when I came here. I still lack experience in the world. I will have to go out more in the future."

"Who didn't look ugly when he first came out of the rivers and lakes." The silent host laughed and said, "Even Huiming went down the mountain for the first time—"

"Uncle Master!" Monk Huiming interrupted him.

"Come with me." Ming Zhen said, and walked to the back door first.

"Master, let's go." Xu Xi said.

"Go." Xue Chang waved his hand.

"Two junior sisters, I will tell you the situation inside in detail when I come back." Fan Mastiff said with a smile.

"Who cares?" Hu Qiudi turned his head, ignoring him.

"They look at theirs, and we talk about ours. I remember that there are some dried fruits in the cabinet, which taste very good. Let's chat while eating." The silent host said with a smile, and got up and walked towards the wooden cabinet.

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"Amitabha, I didn't expect Nephew Xue to have such a blessing. It's no wonder that martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years. This is truly blessed by the Buddha!" ​​Monk Huiming sighed, then looked at the silent host, and asked, "Uncle, how much do you see?" Knowing a lot, do you know that this Xiaoyao old man might be a martial arts senior who lives in seclusion in the mountains?"

The silent host Nian Xu pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "The world is so big, there are so many strange people, not to mention that after the war lasted for more than ten years, the imperial court rectified the martial arts. I don't have a clue about the recluse named 'Xiaoyao'. However, the Nine Suns Magical Art and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms mentioned by head master Xue, judging from the names of these two martial arts, they seem to be my Buddhist martial arts. Maybe This carefree old man was once a monk."

"I also have this feeling." Monk Huiming remembered something, looked at Xue Chang and said, "No wonder you asked me, nephew Xue at the beginning, 'is there any Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Shaolin Kungfu', but from what nephew just said Judging from the characteristics of this palm technique, it should not be my Shaolin martial arts, but I really want to see how powerful this kind of martial arts is."

Before the martial arts tournament, Xue Chang wished to learn more about Shaolin martial arts, and he immediately said, "It would be great if my uncle would like to teach me!"

Hu Qiudi and Xue Yuting glanced at each other. They had heard Xue Chang say similar things several times in the past half a year (Xue Chang told the apprentices this fabricated reason, on the one hand to dispel their doubts, because he always can teach them some novel martial arts, and on the other hand, it is also the source of Xiaoyao faction martial arts to the outside world), they are very happy that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms used by Guo Jing in the story are real, and Xue Chang did not say before The old man Xiaoyao who taught the palm technique is a monk, and the two of them hope that the old man Xiaoyao is the only surviving master of the beggar gang.Just like Hong Qigong in the story (in this world, the beggar gang did exist, but in the late period of the previous dynasty, due to land annexation and a sharp increase in displaced people, its power was too powerful and was wiped out), so the two of them are not I agree with Monk Huiming and Host Wusheng's judgment on the identity of the old man Xiaoyao, but due to the previous criticism, the two girls did not dare to refute, so they could only lower their heads and try not to reveal their expressions.

"You two want to compete, don't be in a hurry." The silent host urged: "Master Xue, please continue, I really want to know the details of the Tiejianmen incident."

"Master, don't worry, I'll talk about it soon." Xue Chang took a sip of tea and was about to continue talking when the back door of the reception room was suddenly pushed open, and Mingzhen's anxious voice came: "Uncle Huiming , It’s not good, Junior Brother Xue’s apprentice has been taken away!”

"What?!" Xue Chang, master and apprentice were taken aback.

Huiming and Wusheng presided over it fairly calmly, because they knew very well that outsiders must be extremely capable if they want to arrest people in the Arhat Hall in the backyard of Shaolin Temple. "Don't panic, what happened?"

Mingzhen took a breath, and said eagerly: "It's Master Huitong! Master Huitong arrested Junior Brother Xue, that apprentice named Xue Wu, into his monk's room, saying that it was his son, and no one would call him his son." open the door—”

"How could this happen?!" Monk Huiming was very surprised and asked, "When I came here, I remembered that Brother Huitong was not in the Arhat Hall. How did this happen?!"

"Uncle Huitong was lying down on the aisle leading to Luohan Hall at some point, and the child named Xue Wu asked him with concern, 'Master, are you okay?', and then Uncle Huitong sat up suddenly , looked at the child in a daze, and kept saying: "Son! It's my son! My son is back!..." Before we could react, he grabbed the child and ran back to his The monk's room..."

"Uncle Huiming, what's going on?" Xue Chang was a little confused. Although it seemed that Xue Wu hadn't really been captured by some villain, he still felt uneasy and his expression became serious.

Monk Huiming sighed with embarrassment: "During the Pingqiang War last year, the Central Plains Wulin and Beiyan had a martial arts exchange. They thought it was just a contest of winning or losing, but they didn't expect the other party to fight with their lives. My Shaolin Temple sent Mingzhen lost an arm, but Mingshi even lost his life. He was an abandoned baby picked up by Brother Huitong from outside the mountain gate. He was brought up by him. Brother Tong was hit hard, causing him to become a little crazy, and sometimes he would treat other Shaolin disciples as Mingshi, but this is the first time I have heard of this situation like today."

"Master Xue, is the child brought into the room by Huitong the boy who looks very simple and honest, and doesn't like to talk?" The silent host asked with a thought.

(End of this chapter)