I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 123 Sweeping Monk 【Sweeping Monk】

After that day, the eminent monks in the Taoist Temple began to run away, because this incident gave Shaolin Temple a bit more fame... Some of the monks who came down the mountain in unison, some of them were deeply involved in Jiang Hu. , some of the eminent monks among them are even enlightened masters of today's martial arts heroes. Their descent will naturally attract the attention of people in the world.

Although Shaolin is very domineering, there will be many good people in Buddhism after all, not all monks are fond of power and prestige.

So, as the eminent monks went down the mountain, the reputation of Shaolin Temple gradually increased, although after others knew the whole story, this reputation would definitely turn into a joke.

But at any rate, this kind of consequence has not been fermented for the time being, but the masters of Shaolin Temple, who were already burning with anger, suppressed the anger in their hearts for the time being.

Among these masters, Abbot Xuanci was included.

half a month later.

The Taoist Temple is basically empty, except for a few eminent monks who are closed to death and basically have no contact with the outside world, and do not know what happened, all other eminent monks have gone down the mountain to practice.

Practice and practice, although practice comes first, practice is also necessary.

The meaning of walking is to travel all over the world. Only by seeing the prosperity of the world can we really practice and finally break through to a certain level.

At the same time, more and more Shaolin Temple masters gathered.

On the 17th day when Lin Dong lived in Shaolin Temple, Zhuge Zhengwo, an important person representing the imperial court, came, and brought along a thousand masters who surrendered to the imperial court.

This time, Shaolin Temple became even more lively.

Seeing this, others felt that Shaolin Temple was becoming more and more mysterious and difficult to provoke, but for Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, this was not a good thing.

"Uncle Master, we can't wait any longer. Even the imperial court has sent people here. If we continue, I don't know if this martial arts conference will be able to proceed smoothly."

After welcoming Zhuge Zhengwo and his party representing the imperial court, he hurried to the Buddhist scripture pavilion in Houshan, facing a skinny monk in a green robe who was bending over to sweep the floor with a broom. .

This monk is full of grace and grace, and is as light as dust.When he lowered his head, he seemed to be just an ordinary old man.

And the moment he raised his head, his eyes suddenly showed a kind of divine light, which made people feel that this monk was absolutely extraordinary, showing the demeanor of a generation of masters.

"Amitabha."

He clasped his hands together, uttered the Buddha's name, and said without being surprised by honor or disgrace: "Everything in the world has its own destiny. Since you made up your mind to put Xiao Feng on trial that day, so as to expand the influence of Shaolin Temple, you should have expected it." Now it's all happening."

Xuanci gave a wry smile, shook his head and said, "The reason why this disciple only invited some ordinary Jianghu sects is that some of them had some guesses about the future development. But this disciple never expected that even the imperial court has sent people here. , I am afraid that even the mysterious Daoist Tongtian will come..."

The sweeping monk glanced at him lightly and asked, "Are you scared?"

Xuan Ci shook his head first, then nodded again, and said: "My disciples are not afraid of making Shaolin Temple famous, but if they plant the seeds of disaster for Shaolin, my disciples are indeed afraid."

"Fear and not fear are all the difference between your thoughts that day. Now that you have made up your mind, you should go on with your will."

The sweeping monk raised his head to look at the sky, then looked at Xuanci with a smile, and said, "Otherwise, it would really be the root of disaster for Shaolin."

"Disciple, I understand."

Xuan Ci nodded as if he had awakened, but he didn't leave after that, but asked in a low voice: "Master Uncle, are you willing to get rid of this evil for Shaolin?"

"This person is not easy to kill."

The floor-sweeping monk shook his head, and the smile on his face gradually widened: "Besides, the old monk also wants to see the methods of the Daoist Tongtian. If Xiao Feng is killed, this person may not come."

"what?"

Xuan Ci froze on the spot.

"The old monk wants to know, after more than 40 years, whether there are still those old and immortal guys in the Jianghu. If there are still, Shaolin Temple will be closed for a hundred years. If not, Shaolin Temple will stand on the top of the world."

The sweeping monk did not explain, and continued to sweep the floor slowly with the broom, while a light word came from his mouth.

If the first sentence just made Xuanci stunned, then the sweeping monk's last sentence sent a chill down Xuanci's spine.

Immortals.

40 years ago.

These two events don't seem to have much connection, but Xuanci, who was the leading brother more than 30 years ago, is very clear about how terrifying the world was in the past ten years.

Yes, horror.

Perhaps only these two words can describe the original situation.

At that time, Xiaoyaozi traveled around the world, defeating masters of thousands of families and masters of thousands of schools.

It was also at that time that Wei Qingqing's master, Ding Yufeng, had both swords and swords. When the sword came out, the mountain would be cracked, and when the sword was passed, the water would stop it.

At the same time, the Tang Sect old master crossed the rivers and lakes lightly, killing hundreds of thousands of people with one step at a time.

……

Later, Xiaoyaozi suddenly retreated to the valley and founded the Xiaoyao School; Ding Yufeng silently returned to the Zhanjing Hall to practice his sword and sharpen his sword, and accepted Wei Qingqing as an apprentice;

What exactly happened in this, no one knows.

However, after they left, many major events happened one after another. The most puzzling thing was that those top-notch masters who were originally called at that time also suddenly disappeared.

Murong Longcheng's son, Murong Bo's father, Murong Zhi, who can be called first-class in the world, disappeared.

One effort to create the book of forgetting love, although it is not perfect, but it can already use the ruthless power of heaven and earth to destroy the enemy's sentient celestial being, and retreat to the valley. ,

Venerable Tianlei, who had never been defeated several times in his life, disappeared quietly into the martial arts world.

……

There are many similar masters. For example, the previous abbot of Lingmen in Shaolin Temple abruptly handed over the position of abbot to Xuanci, who was not the highest in strength, but only average in Buddhism, and had a lot of obsessions in his heart.Afterwards, he closed the death test in the Proving Dao Academy, and did not leave the Proving Dao Academy until his death.

In addition, there is the God-sweeping monk in front of him. When Xuanci learned about this God-sweeping monk, he asked him about his background. He learned from this monk that he grew up watching the abbot of Lingmen. , but he belongs to the type of late bloomer, the abbot of Lingmen has been among the first-class in Jianghu for many years, and he was able to break through a certain level.

Afterwards, the divine monk went to the rivers and lakes incognito, and gained a great reputation, comparable to that of the abbot of Lingmen at that time.

But such a master suddenly returned to the temple in the year when the abbot of Lingmen abdicated, and became an unknown sweeping monk.

"Master Uncle."

Thinking of what the abbot of Lingmen said on the day of inheritance, and the legendary experience of the sweeping monk before him, Xuanci couldn't help asking curiously: "I am very curious about what happened at that time, could you please tell me something?"

"Ha ha."

The floor-sweeping monk paused suddenly, and after a smile, he said lightly, "It's better that you don't know, and if you really know the many things that happened at that time, you will never want to know again. "

"Disciple understands."

Xuanci suppressed his curiosity, bowed deeply to the sweeping monk, and obediently left.

The curiosity in his heart still existed, but he forced it down.

After all, there are some things that don't have accurate answers, or the answers are quite scary, and it's not necessarily good to know, maybe it's a good thing not to know.

"Tongtian, Tongtian, are you a person left from that era? Or a... descendant of someone who is still alive in that era?"

Not long after Xuanci left, the sweeping monk asked himself with puzzled eyes while sweeping the floor.

Since he is asking himself, no one can answer his question at all.

However, if you look carefully, you can see the enthusiasm hidden in the eyes of the sweeping monk.

If someone saw the passionate emotion, they might think about a question.

He doesn't seem to be willing to be a sweeping monk for the rest of his life?

It is a pity that no one can answer this question. Only time will prove everything and answer everything.

(End of this chapter)