Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 119 Northern Shaolin ([-])
Halfway through the journey, if Li Shimin realized something, the Zen chants of these monks should be the magical effect of sound attack combined with formation.

Ordinary warriors only train their qi but not their mind. When encountering such a formation, they can't use all their martial arts at all. Therefore, what happened to those warriors at the foot of the mountain seems strange, but in fact, as long as they can control their minds, they can break through this formation.

At this time, he suddenly heard the bells on the mountain ringing loudly and continuously.

He quickened his pace and soon arrived at the square in front of the Main Hall.

In the middle of the square, a monk was sitting. He looked very young, and he was reciting sutras with his eyebrows lowered.

In this square, there are hundreds of other monks, all holding long sticks, watching the square.

Li Shimin was about to enter the square, and was about to step up when he suddenly became alert. At this moment, he took another look at the monks in the square, counted them carefully, and there were about a thousand.

Moreover, these monks are connected by Qi machine.

This discovery surprised him greatly. Northern Shaolin is located in the territory of the Tang Kingdom. Although there have been occasional filth in the past thousand years, Northern Shaolin still respects the royal family on the whole.

Li Shimin recalled the anecdote that he had seen before, that there were large arrays of town temples in both the northern and southern Shaolin.

Ordinary Jianghu people only know the famous "Eighteen Bronze Man Formation", but they don't know that the "Dharma Twenty-Four Arhat Formation" is even higher.

And in Northern Shaolin, there are 36 houses of eminent monks Qiqi set up a large formation of iron barrels, which can be called a net of heaven and earth.

Of course, there is an even bigger formation, that is, the one hundred and eight arhat formation, which is the most powerful formation in the North and South Shaolin.

But the true supreme formation in Northern Shaolin is the secret one thousand and eight novice formation. This formation belongs to the ultimate group fighting formation and is rarely used against enemies, so it is unknown to people in Jianghu.

Li Shimin thought of this formation right now, ten people can deal with it, a hundred people can do it, even a thousand people can do it.

Once involved in this formation, the group attack will continue continuously, even if they are not killed, after a long time, they will be exhausted to death.

And these monks, with the same energy and branches, will not feel tired at all.

The chanting battle outside is just to stop those people from the rivers and lakes who want to watch the excitement, and this big battle is the enemy's reliance.

Looking at these monks in formation, although there are thousands of people, they are quiet and silent.

The eyes are bright, the body is strong, all of them are monks who have cultivated their external skills to the peak, and they are also first-class masters in the Jianghu. How powerful is it when thousands of people gather?

"Pupdao has always heard that Shaolin Temple has been the leader of martial arts for hundreds of years. It is said in the world that Shaolin has strict discipline and conducts things fairly..."

In the Daxiong Palace, a high-pitched voice came, not like the kind of voice that can be raised, but like a natural loud voice?

Even though Li Shimin was separated by a distance of more than a hundred feet, he could still hear clearly and didn't feel noisy.

Like complimenting Shaolin Temple?

"You don't know that the world is full of things that are not in the name, and if you know it, why should you do this?"

After the man finished his compliment, the topic changed, once the words came out, all the monks in the temple did not change their expressions, but the rules were strict, although everyone was angry, there was no sound of scolding.

"The Buddha said, the sea of ​​evil is boundless, turn your head and stay on the shore; put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately; the wood benefactor also once..."

Li Shimin heard clearly that this was Zen Master Tianfan speaking. His voice was not loud, but it was clear and had a special charm.

"So what? Monk, we're saying that you Shaolin has become a den of thieves, you've harmed my Wudang disciples, and you've done so many evil things. If you say "put down the butcher's knife", is it over?"

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Tianfan sang the Buddha's name, but did not speak for a long time.

"Do you want to give an explanation today?"

The man was aggressive, and Li Shimin was far away, before meeting him, he felt that this man was a bit too much.

There was no sound coming from the hall again, Li Shimin wanted to go in and take a look, but in that square, the monks of Northern Shaolin had set up a large formation, connected with each other, but he had no ability to resist, so he couldn't pass.

After about one stick of incense, a gray shadow suddenly appeared in the hall, Li Shimin only heard the faint sound of the wind, and when he saw it, the gray shadow had already reached the center of the square.

Ignoring those monks, he punched the monk sitting quietly in the center of the square, and hit the back of his heart.

His punch was fast, heavy, and extremely fierce. From a distance, Li Shimin felt like a fierce tiger pounced out with a gust of wind. He naturally understood that it was the form of punching intent.

This is a pictographic boxing practiced to the extreme, and the trend of the boxing style is aimed at the vital point of the monk's back heart.

This move came too suddenly, as if no one had sensed that person's sudden attack.

The monk, sitting on the futon, did not move, and punched his back silently.

"It's really you!"

Looking at the gray shadow again, it has already jumped to the top of the Daxiong Palace, and Li Shimin could see it clearly at this time.

He is an old Taoist with a high crown, looking at his appearance, with a few strands of long beard, his face is elegant and simple, and he is wearing a generous brocade robe, which makes his taller figure than ordinary people even more majestic.

Could this be Zhang Sanfeng?
A thought flashed in Li Shimin's mind, and he shook his head later, if Zhang Sanfeng, the monk would have been beaten to death long ago, and he would still be sitting there chanting sutras as if nothing happened.

He also just saw clearly that the old man's punch, the monk seemed to be fine, but at that moment, he raised his head, and Li Shimin could see clearly that it was Xuanci, the abbot of the Northern Shaolin Temple.

Or it can also be said: Shi Zhixuan, the master of the Huajian sect of the Southern Sect of the Demon Sect, and the master of Butian Pavilion.

It has been more than a month since his details were disclosed, and Bei Shaolin still hasn't dealt with it.

Of course, according to what they said, they have "laid down the butcher's knife", and now they have been sitting in this square for more than a month to show the world.

It's just that the people of the world are not satisfied with this result. After all, those suffering lords have a lot of background.

For example, Wudang faction.

Li Shimin thought of who the old Taoist was. Mu Taoist had become famous decades ago and even had the opportunity to take charge of Wudang Mountain.

It's just that he violated the precepts and was forced to abdicate, and it was Zhang Sanfeng who took his position as the head.

Afterwards, after several fights, he also stirred up a lot of disturbances in the martial arts world, and finally was found by Zhang Sanfeng back to Wudang, and he has not set foot in the world for decades.

It seemed that Zhang Sanfeng was impressed.

"go!"

In Li Shimin's ear, there was a soft shout suddenly, and then, he felt as if he was being blown by the wind, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the foot of the mountain.

Looking around again, it was Li Xunhuan.

He didn't even see where Li Xun Huan was before, and why he took him away in a hurry.

"This……"

"If it's a battle between heaven and man, I can't protect you."

Li Xunhuan gave an explanation, but after a while there was no trace of him. I wonder if he went up the mountain again.

On the mountain, there were waves of palpitating sounds. I wonder if there was a fight?

(End of this chapter)