[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

When Fang Tianzhi arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, it was the beginning of March in early spring, when the grass was growing and warblers were flying.

The pear blossoms at the foot of the mountain are just blooming, and the swallows are returning, but looking at the scenery on the mountain, the grass and trees are half sprouting, and there is only a hint of greenness hidden among the few dead branches, and the lone pines and cypresses stand green among the clouds.

After an absence of seven or eight years, the thatched pavilion in the mountains remained the same. Fang Tian looked up in the spring breeze and felt a bit of peace and happiness like returning home.All kinds of stories in the rivers and lakes seem to be dissipated like smoke at this moment.Stopping for a while, thinking of Master in his heart, he took three steps in parallel and flew up the mountain.After passing the grass pavilion on the mountainside, he suddenly felt something was wrong - this place is very close to the mountain gate, and Shaolin monks have always been there to patrol the mountain, but now he came up to the mountain, and none of the monks from the same sect had seen him on the way, as if the whole It was as if there were no people on Shaoshi Mountain.

Doubts arose in Fang Tianzhi's heart, he became extremely vigilant, and used his lightness kung fu to swipe towards the mountain gate. After a while, he saw a majestic single-eave mountain-top building hidden behind green pines and cypresses, with vermilion walls stretched horizontally, and stone lions facing each other. On the high eaves, there is a door plaque hanging on it, with the words "Shaolin Temple" written in gold.And under the door plaque, the two black lacquered gates were closed, and the side gates on both sides were also tightly closed.

Standing outside the mountain gate, Fang Tianzhi felt very bad, because he had lived in the temple for decades and had never seen the temple closed in Bairi.He scrambled to the brick platform in two steps, grabbed the door knocker and knocked twice, before he could speak, he heard someone shouting from inside: "Quickly go and inform the elders in the temple, the thief is at the door!"

Fang Tianzhi hastily shouted loudly: "Come and open the door! I am Yuanyi, not a thief! What happened!"

Across the gate of the temple, the people inside only said angrily: "Bah!"

Fang Tianzhi's heart sank, he stepped on the bricks and rocks, jumped up from the ground, and leaped to the top of the wall for more than ten feet.The gatekeeper monk in the temple was nervous at first, when he suddenly saw an indigo figure floating up the wall, without saying a word, he stepped forward and poked seven or eight long sticks straight at it.But before everyone settled down, he waved and rolled his wide sleeves, the hands of the monks shook, the long sticks could not be held by him, they were rolled away by him.Huineng, who was the leader, immediately shouted: "Back back and form an array!"

Fang Tianzhi tossed down the long sticks in his sleeves, but he was even more surprised: he glanced at the monks in front of him, the leader was Hui Neng, whom he had known since childhood, but just now he just blocked him casually, his subordinates were extremely merciful, with Hui Neng With martial arts in his hands, how could he be unarmed without a single force?

He jumped off the wall and said, "Huineng, it's me! Don't you recognize me?"

Hui Neng took a closer look at him in his confusion, and suddenly stood still.Looking at it for a while, his face was filled with joy and sorrow, and he threw the long stick in his hand, rushed forward to hold Fang Tianzhi's arms, and said: "Master, you are back!"

Fang Tianzhi raised his hand to shake his wrist, but felt that the strength in his hand was weak, like an ordinary villager, as if he had no internal strength at all, so he couldn't help saying in amazement: "Why do you have no internal strength?" Then he looked at the monks behind him, Although holding a stick in formation, his footsteps were flimsy, his expression was sluggish, and he lost all his usual demeanor, "What happened in the temple?!"

Huineng said: "It's hard to describe! After lunch today, the big guy's muscles and bones are sore and weak, and he can't use any internal strength. He has been poisoned! Master Uncle suspected that the thieves were coming to make trouble, so we told us to guard the temple gate and try our best to resist. Just heard The sound of knocking on the door, I thought the thief had arrived!"

Fang Tianzhi calmed down, and said: "I came here safely, and I didn't see any suspicious people, so don't panic. Where is the master master now? Where is my master?"

Huineng wept and said, "The head of the temple led the elite from the monastery to Kunlun to attack the main altar of the Demon Cult, and he hasn't come back yet. Uncle, why haven't you heard about such a big event?"

Fang Tian asked anxiously: "What about my master?"

Huineng said: "Master Uncle is sitting in the Bodhidharma Academy, discussing important matters with other elders. It's just that he was poisoned." Before he finished speaking, a blue shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and Fang Tianzhi had already walked around him and walked towards the king of heaven. He rushed away from the depths of the hall, and disappeared within a few ups and downs.

When Hui Neng saw his body skills, he couldn't help but cheer up, feeling a little more confident in his heart.Seeing the happy expression on the faces of his fellow disciples, he shouted: "Big fellow, strictly guard the gate of the temple, don't let the villains step in!"

The Arhat Hall and monks around responded in unison: "That's right!"

Fang Tian went to the eaves and walls, and ran through the temple, not wanting to disturb the rest of the monks in the temple.He Si poisoning, is it a trivial matter, there must be a traitor involved.When he was in the Dharma Courtyard, he fell silently from the eaves, and stood outside the window to listen to the movement inside.

As soon as he listened to it, he heard an old voice say: "Now that a catastrophe is imminent and the temple is completely exhausted, I'm afraid it won't be able to resist it. Junior brother, how is the transportation of the scriptures in the scripture pavilion?" Even if Fang Tianzhi heard it was empty Ming's voice made me feel a little relieved.

Another old monk replied: "There are countless ancient books in the pavilion, and it is difficult to get them all out at the moment. At present, the rare copies have been sent to the back mountain to be hidden. The rest of the ancient books, fearing that they will not be shipped, have to be buried on the spot."

Kong Ming said: "Can people be trusted?"

The old monk said: "The monks who sent the scriptures were all brought up in the temple. They are led by my own disciples. The soldiers are separated, so it's no problem to think about it."

Kongming sighed: "Amitabha!" He was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "I tell the monks in the temple to disperse and go to avoid disaster."

Another old monk said: "No! Brother, the monks have dispersed and there is no one to protect the monastery. What should I do?"

Kong Ming said: "If they stay, what's the use? I'm poisoned all over the temple, and I can't use any force. I'm afraid people will kill me with knives. Why let them spare their lives for nothing? As long as the monks in the temple , classics, and martial arts can be preserved, and there will be a long time to come!"

After a moment of silence in the room, an old monk said, "Oh, that's the only way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Tianzhi heard a familiar voice again, which was the first vacant figure in the Arhat Hall: "The Shaolin Temple has been in existence for thousands of years, and the number of people who want to come here to scavenge cannot be counted. Even if they are unable to resist the disaster, they must not The gate is wide open, and Ren Xiaoxiao is running amok. There are more than a hundred stick monks in the Luohan Hall, and they should stick to the gate of the temple. Even if they die, they will not be humiliated." He opened his mouth and called, "Yuanzhi, pass on my orders. But if someone If you want to leave, drive this person out of the door and let him go."

Fang Tianzhi listened to Yuanzhi and said resolutely: "I would like to obey Master's order."

Hearing the arrangement of Kongxiang, the elders in the room said solemnly in unison: "Amitabha!"

When Yuan saw that the discussion with his uncle and uncle had been completed, he said, "It's not too late. I will arrange a few monks to escort the master and uncle to the back mountain first."

Hearing this, Kong Ming laughed and said, "We are different from ordinary monks, how can we abandon the monastery and go away?" He asked softly among his brothers and sisters as if chatting after dinner, "Everyone here, what are your plans?"

A group of old monks smiled and sang in unison: "We advance and retreat together with our brothers, live and die with Shaolin, Amitabha!"

Kong Ming smiled and sighed: "...that's great!"

After speaking to his senior brother, Kong opened his mouth and said, "Yuanzhi, you go!"

Yuan Zhi knew that it would be useless to persuade him, and he had more important things to do, so he choked up and said, "Student obeys!" After he finished speaking, he pushed the door softly and went out, but when he looked up, he saw a dusty monk in front of the door.After seeing Fang Tianzhi's face clearly, he couldn't help but froze suddenly, and stopped in front of the hall.

Behind the two doors, several old monks sat facing each other in two rows, empty-faced men and eyebrows like snow, holding rosary beads, sitting on the futon above the left hand, smiling and saying: "The time has come, juniors, why don't we have lunch together?" Class is over."

All the monks said in unison: "Yes!"

Just after the answer, Yuan's eyes were red, but he shouted joyfully at the door: "Yuanyi! You're back!"

Hearing the sound, Prime Minister Kong immediately looked sideways and saw Fang Tianzhi at a glance.He was stunned for a while, with a look of joy on his face, and loneliness at the same time, and finally waved to him with a smile: "Yuanyi, come here!"

Fang Tianzhi looked at Kongming, took off the bamboo hat on his head with one hand, and threw it on the green brick floor. He strode across the threshold behind Yuanzhi, entered the room, knelt in front of Kongming, and said with palms together: "Disciple Yuanyi, pay homage to Master."

Kong Ming stared at him, smiled and said: "You have done a lot of good deeds down the mountain and saved many people, that's very good."

Fang Tianzhi bowed his head and said: "Unexpectedly, Master has heard about it."

Kong Ming nodded: "I heard." He hesitated for a long time, thinking about the last time his apprentice asked him for a bracelet, he took off the bodhi string on his wrist and put it on Fang Tianzhi's wrist.Fang Tianzhi raised his head to look at him, but heard him say: "Yuanyi, you go back..."

Fang Tianzhi suddenly held his master's hand tightly, put the string of Bodhi back on his wrist, and said: "From now on, disciples should also uphold the vows they made when they were young, practice martial arts diligently, be tolerant, and keep good Evil, don’t fall into Shaolin’s prestige.” He stood up and bowed to the end, “There is a problem in the temple, and the time is right for my disciples to come back. I have my disciples to do the guarding of the temple, so I ask the master and all martial uncles to go to the back mountain for a while. In order to prevent the monks and dragons from having no leader, there will be chaos in every inch."

Kong Ming was silent for a moment, and said: "Stay here, I have something to tell you." When Yuan Zhi stepped back, he looked around at the elders, and said, "The enemy's origin is unknown, first use poison to harm us, I'm afraid the same He is from the rivers and lakes. In the eyes of the monks, the classics in my temple are priceless treasures, but what outsiders covet is probably Shaolin martial arts." He looked at Fang Tianzhi again, "Yuanyi, let me ask you, the secret code of 72 special skills, Have you ever seen it?"

This is a major event, Fang Tianzhi didn't dare to hide it, and said: "I was curious earlier, and I have indeed seen it."

Kong Ming asked again: "Do you remember all of them?"

Fang Tianzhi answered honestly, "I remember all of them."

Kong Ming casually asked about the secret books of Da Vajra Palm and Dazhi Wuding Finger, Fang Tianzhi recited them one by one, and the elders in the room who practiced these two martial arts all nodded their heads.

As soon as Fang Tianzhi finished reciting, he suddenly understood Kong Ming's painstaking efforts.

Sure enough, Kongming looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Although the secret books in the temple have been hidden, if one or two of them are lost in the face of catastrophe, there is nothing you can do. So you should keep yourself as close as possible, and pass on the unique skills in the temple one by one, remember Is it?"

Fang Tianzhi stood opposite him, speechless for a long time.

Kong Ming said: "I know you want to defend against the enemy in the temple. If you remember my order, you will stay; if you don't remember, you will immediately go down the mountain."

Fang Tianzhi's throat moved, and he said slowly: "Master, do you want to stay in the temple?" Seeing that Kong Ming was unmoved, he took two steps back, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and said, "The disciple will advance and retreat with the master." , Live and die with Shaolin. Amitabha!"

After all, he didn't dare to look at Kong Ming again, and rushed out the door in two steps.

Even with his eyes closed, Fang Tianzhi could walk the way from Bodhidharma Courtyard to the mountain gate.

Now he does not move lightly, and walks step by step, the monks patrolling and packing up in the temple all saw him, and the voices of "Master Uncle" and "Master Uncle" can be heard endlessly, everyone's eyes are full of joy.

Fang Tianzhi looked at them, although he didn't know all of them, but he seemed to feel that they all had feelings for each other.In an instant, he no longer cared about the system and tasks.Kong Ming refused to abandon the monastery and leave, I'm afraid today will be more or less auspicious, if there is any misfortune, this bloody hatred will be avenged in this life.If you can't be a holy monk for this, then you won't do it either.After decades of spring and autumn, returning to the underworld, there is nothing to regret.

Thinking in this way, he walked wider and wider, and walked more steadily. When he arrived in front of the Daxiong Hall, he threw the burden on his back beside the bronze tripod. Shouted: "The enemy is coming up the mountain! The demon cult monsters are coming up the mountain!"

Hearing the words, Fang Tianzhi flew up, fell down the stone steps like a blue cloud, and rushed towards the mountain gate. When he passed by the monk, he snatched an eyebrow-level stick into his hand and shouted: " Quickly avoid the monastery!" When he arrived at the mountain gate corridor, separated by many pines and cypresses, he saw a group of enemies dressed in various colors and armed with various weapons had already crossed the wall, together with dozens of monks holding sticks and knives Handed over.While he was anxious, an old monk in gray and yellow robes slapped two Shaolin monks with his left and right palms, jumped to the front of the mountain gate, and swung his arms to overturn the gate bolt.

The gate suddenly opened, and dozens of big men came rushing in, and on the mountain road outside, there were even more enemies pouring in. The men who came in laughed loudly and said: "The army of the holy religion has arrived, and the bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple are still there." Capture it with your hands free!" He shouted while holding a sword, and started fighting with the monk beside him.

The monks in the temple can't use their internal strength. If they encounter people from the rivers and lakes who are not in the stream, they have to resist one or two.But there were so many people coming, and they pressed each other with their internal energy. Many monks were stabbed several times and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.The old monk didn't rush to move, glanced around, and shouted: "The leader has an order, don't kill these bald donkeys, cut them up and tie them up!" Before he finished speaking, dozens of monks in front of the mountain gate had been captured. Down, obviously there is no concerted effort.He was about to nod his head in satisfaction, but his gaze suddenly fixed, and he saw a figure of a monk in indigo robes emerging from the depths of the green pines and cypresses.

Holding a long stick, the monk strode towards dozens of masters with a blank expression on his face.One of them with a long knife saw another monk coming, thought it was a soft-legged shrimp that had been poisoned, so without thinking, he kicked him in the heart.Seeing this foot, the monk kept walking, and suddenly he lifted the long stick with both hands, and flew towards it with a non-remarkable kick.

This teasing was not very fast in people's eyes, but the man felt that there was no way to hide, and before he could change his move, he was hit by the long stick. Hearing a click, the stick trembled slightly, and the man With a scream, the leg bones bent back in a strange shape. He couldn't stand on one leg and was about to stagger and fall over. The monk reversed his stick and swung his hand at his shoulder in an instant.

The shadow of the stick was thrown down like a copper fan, only to hear another click, the man's shoulders tilted, the whole person fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and the long knife in his hand fell on the brick with a ding.

If the monk hadn't seen it, he put the long stick aside and stood still, looking at the yellow robed old monk coldly.

The monks who were tied to the ground saw him, and they all cried out in grief and indignation: "Master Yuanyi!"

Fang Tianzhi glanced at the injured monks, raised his head again, and said solemnly: "Amitabha! Poor monk, I am here to wait for the uninvited guest!"

A sword-wielding man who came to attack the temple jumped to the side of the yellow-robed old monk just in time, and asked in amazement: "How can there be someone who is not poisoned?" Then he smiled indifferently, "I'll take care of him!" In front of his body, he drew out the long sword and shook it, and the Xueliang sword flower trembled into three parts, and stabbed at the three big acupoints on Fang Tianzhi's chest.