[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

After saying goodbye to Zhang Wuji and others, Fang Tianzhi made a special detour to the main gate to return to the temple.

Amidst the night rain and lightning, the golden lacquered large characters on the heavy plaque of the mountain gate with iron painted silver hooks were as bright as new. He looked up at the three characters 'Shaolin Temple', and suddenly felt an inexplicable joy.He didn't know what it was for, so he stepped into the mountain gate and walked along the corridor step by step.

Along the way, he came up with many thoughts that had been in his heart for a long time. When he saw the pines and cypresses on both sides, he thought that he had cut the branches here; In the past twenty years, the scenes and scenes of the brothers and sisters getting along day and night have also emerged.Thinking in this way, before he knew it, he was outside the Kongming Temple. He stopped and looked at the partition wall, and saw a bean lamp and a thin figure reflected on the yellow window paper behind the bald jujube tree in the courtyard. .

Fang Tianzhi stared at the familiar silhouette, and suddenly remembered Kong Ming's meticulous care and love for him. For some reason, he stopped in a daze under the rain.

If we talk about his previous life, he was originally an orphan whose parents died, and he didn't even know his surname. Since he was adopted by the leader of the demon sect since he was a child, he took the same surname as the leader.Because the sky favors his talent, there is no one in a thousand, the old leader Fang treats him differently, makes him grow up in rich clothes and fine food, and carefully passes on his immortal martial arts, which can be praised and remade.But due to various reasons, although the relationship between the two of them is strong, they are not very close, which is very different from Kong Ming's kindness and consideration for him.

Fang Tianzhi couldn't help thinking to himself: "Father's wish in life is nothing more than to carry forward the teachings of the holy religion. After he passed away, I devoted myself to the holy religion and died. I finally repaid this kindness. Now I am a teacher. Shaolin, walking between rivers and lakes, has never failed in every word or deed. It can be said that it is worthy of its own identity. The only thing it treats its teacher, in the past thirty years, has never thought of repaying it, nor has it been filial. Let him stay alone in the temple. To this day, I don’t even know what his life’s wish is. I’m really ashamed of being a disciple and I’m sorry for him.” Thinking about it this way, I was so timid, standing in the rain, not daring to Go into the hospital.

He looked around in the dark night, saw the many ancient trees with cornices in Shaolin Temple, and suddenly thought, "I used to be the leader of the sect, and I had a hundred miles of foundation of the holy religion, and I can't enjoy the golden steps and jade halls. Now in Shaolin Temple, One more of me is not much, one less of me is not much, how can I be more happy here in the bottom of my heart?" For a moment, a thought came to me in a trance, if I stay here forever, love my fellow disciples, and respect Master, then I can't be reincarnated. As if it was no big deal.But as soon as this thought came out, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, the purple electricity was ferocious, and the heavy rain roared. He was shaken all over, and the past was flooding his mind, and then he woke up.When the rain became colder and the wind became colder, he stood silently for a while, and finally cheered up: "Master!"

Kong Mingben sat cross-legged in meditation, heard the sound and recognized who it was, couldn't help but feel happy, opened his eyes and looked at the door, just as Fang Tianzhi pushed the door in through the rain, the two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Fang Tianzhi borrowed the light and saw Kongming's face still glowing red, full of energy and blood, he felt very comforted and thankful in his heart, he immediately stepped forward to bow down, kowtowed three times respectfully, and said: "Master, the unworthy disciple wishes to come back La."

Kong Ming has always had a big heart, now it's only been a year since he and his apprentice separated, seeing Fang Tianzhi returning to the temple, he feels nothing but joy, he didn't notice the twisted intestines in his disciple's stomach at all.So after he finished praying, he just smiled and said: "It's just in time for you to come back! Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Fang Tianzhi stood up as ordered, and asked, "Master, is he talking about the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Kong Ming said: "That's right." Then he told all the things after Kong Zhi returned to the temple, and Fang Tian was not surprised when he made all kinds of guesses as reference in his mind.Just as he was talking about the hero meeting, suddenly there was a rush of bells ringing in the temple, Kong Ming stopped speaking, his eyes became serious, but Fang Tianzhi smiled and said: "Master, don't worry, the ringing of the bell in the temple is a little bit different to the disciples." relation."

Kong Ming was slightly surprised, and asked, "Why?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "The disciple came across the traitor Yuanzhen outside the temple just now, and beat him to death."

Kong Ming was taken aback: "What did you say?! This thief's martial arts are extraordinary. If you say you can beat him, Master will believe it, but how can you beat him to death at will?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "Master's words are true. If he wanted to escape, the disciple would not be able to keep him. However, he had malicious intentions and wanted to plot against me. After I stuck him with my prajna palm, he wanted to be with me again. Fighting against internal strength. The disciple was young and strong, and his internal strength cultivation was a little bit better, so he was exhausted. Today, he was able to kill him on the spot, it is purely a coincidence."

Hearing these words, Kong Ming was startled and sweated profusely.He spoke lightly about fighting internal strength, but the danger involved was far beyond that of ordinary fighting. He didn't know that Fang Tianzhi had opened up, and he heard that he was so frivolous, and couldn't help being furious: "Bold! Nonsense! Yuanzhen has been famous for a long time, and he is dormant again!" After more than [-] years of painstaking Shaolin Jiuyang Kungfu, how dare you use the power of Prajna to keep him, and how dare you fight against him?! If there is a slight difference, you are not as good as him, how can you still have your life at this time? !" The more he said, the more angry he became, and he slapped the kang on the straw mat, "Kneel down!"

Fang Tianzhi knew why he was so angry, and hurriedly coaxed: "Disciple is wrong, master just listen to me." Before Kongming could continue to attack, he continued, "After the disciple beat Yuan Zhen to death, Yuan Qing When they arrived, they carried his body back to the temple. It happened that a roll of silk book slipped from his sleeve, and it was written in tiny tiny characters. Although the handwriting was wet by the rain, it was still clearly visible. It was many monks in the temple. The matter is so important that Yuan Qing dared not delay, so he immediately rushed back to the temple to report to the abbot. Right now the bell is ringing in the temple, probably for this reason." Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the monastery, and someone He knocked on the door and said, "Is Master Kongming's uncle here?"

Kong Ming lifted his spirits and said, "Come in."

The person who came pushed the door and entered, it was a young monk.The monk respectfully clasped his hands together and said, "Disciple Huiyin, I have met Uncle Kongming Master and Uncle Yuanyi. Please report to the abbot for a decree, please come to Lixue Palace to discuss matters."

When the two rushed to the Lixue Hall, they saw that more than half of the elders of the empty generation had arrived, and there were several other elders of the round generation, Bodhidharma, all of whom were present.The abbot Kongwen opened his eyes and saw that everyone had arrived, he said: "Amitabha, I have called you here late at night because we have important matters to discuss."

An old monk asked: "Senior brother, what is the matter?"

Fang Tianzhi glanced secretly, and saw that the old monk looked familiar, as if he was the head of the Prajna Hall.But right now, for some unknown reason, Kong Ru was sitting among the elders of the Bodhidharma Academy. He was guessing in his heart, and he heard Kong Ru say: "I want to teach everyone to know that Yuan Zhen, the traitor of our temple, has been killed by Yuan Yi today. Down.".

As soon as his words came out, everyone in the hall changed their colors.

Kong Wen glanced at Kong Ru lightly, and said, "Junior Brother, do you have anything to say?"

Kong Ruben was still calm, but at this moment his color changed slightly, and he forced a smile and said, "It's naturally very good for the traitor to confer the head."

Kong heard a long sigh, and said: "The monks of this temple found a roll of silk books on Yuanzhen's body, and all your plots have been exposed!" Then he turned his head and asked Kong Xiang, "Junior Xiang Kong, the Arhats formed a large formation. Is it done?"

Kong Xiang's face sank like water and said: "The monks are waiting outside the hall."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Rudeng looked disastrous and fell silent.

Kong Wen slightly closed his eyes, the silk book originally only had names on it, there was no conspiracy, he was just cheating.At this time, his prediction came true, he was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Junior Brother, what else do you have to say?"

Kong Ru shuddered all over, laughed loudly and said: "Even if you kill me today, it will be of no avail. Yuan Zhen has already mobilized the imperial army, and he will come to surround the temple to burn and kill me in a few days, and then I will see you again! What can the abbot do!"

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Kong Xing and others all changed their colors, and said angrily: "How dare you wait like this!"

Kong Ru said coldly: "Since you are sorry for me, don't blame me for sorry for you." As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed two lines of dirty tears.

Witnessing this change, Fang Tianzhi saw that Kong Wen remained unmoved, and slowly announced the names of Yuan Zhen's party members one by one. All the elders who were named collapsed on the ground, extremely frustrated.He didn't know that Yuanzhen was dead, he was unprepared, and now he was trapped in a small room, and there was a net outside, everyone became a turtle in the urn, and he no longer had the heart to resist.

After Kongzhi and the others used heavy methods to control the acupoints one by one, Kongwen took out the roster and ordered the elder of the discipline chief to arrange to imprison Yuanzhen's other henchmen Sona, so that the hidden disaster of Shaolin Temple was completely eradicated tonight.

At the end of the matter, Kongzhi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked: "The imperial army will arrive in no time, and Shaolin Temple will be in imminent danger. Senior brother, what should we do now?"

Kong Wen said in a deep voice: "Let people go down the mountain, please come here for a while." After saying that, he closed his eyes slightly and said nothing more.

Limited by his status and status, Fang Tian was able to come to Lixue Palace to hear about important events, which is already an exception, so he has always abided by his duty and watched silently.Hearing this now, I thought to myself, the abbot's idea is not bad.

The Mingjiao Rebel Army has been entrenched in Hubei and Henan for a long time, and they are fighting with the imperial court. Now they know in advance that the imperial court's first army will arrive at Shaolin Temple in a few days. As long as they send out spies to search carefully, they will be able to detect their traces in a short time.At that time, find a dangerous place on the road to ambush, and the enemy will be wiped out.In this way, it can not only solve the danger of Shaolin, but also greatly benefit the war situation in northern Hubei, which is the best of both worlds.He was well aware of Zhang Wuji's character, and he thought that he would agree to this matter.

Sure enough, Zhang Wuji rushed to the Lixue Hall in the rain, pondered for a moment, and said: "This is a major event, I will send someone to deliver a letter to the nearby military camp immediately, and when I know the movement of the imperial army, I will send troops to ambush them to catch them by surprise. .”

Mingjiao and Shaolin Temple were hostile to each other, and now Zhang Wuji’s adoptive father was imprisoned on the back mountain, but he heard that Shaolin Temple was in trouble, so he offered a helping hand without saying a word, and never threatened Xie Xun’s affairs. , It's really heartbreaking.

When all the monks heard this, they couldn't help but said in unison: "Amitabha, how good is good!"

Kong Wen sighed slightly, and said slowly: "Master Zhang is magnanimous, he is indeed a hero of the age, and I admire him so much!" He paused, and then said, "In the past, Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king of your teaching, killed the elders of this temple. It's a vengeance. Today, leader Zhang, regardless of the enmity between the two factions, generously relieves Shaolin's danger, it's a kindness. Since the grievances and grievances balance, Xie Xun's matter, let's let it go."

Zhang Wuji was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said: "Master Kongwen is generous and righteous, I have no teeth to forget it! In this case, can you ask your monastery to release my teacher Xie Dharma King?"

Kong Wen shook his head slightly, and said: "Wait a minute, the old monk's words are not finished yet. The leader of Shaolin Temple has been in the martial arts for thousands of years, and he should judge right and wrong. Xie Xun committed countless murders back then, and his enemies spread all over the country. Isn't it the only Shaolin family? This is also true. The old monk held a hero meeting to discuss with the heroes all over the world how to deal with Xie Xun. Zhang Jiaozhu has shown kindness to Shaolin Temple, but he can’t extend it to others. Therefore, I dare not agree to Zhang Jiaozhu’s invitation, so please don’t blame me!”

Zhang Wuji was immediately disappointed, and remained silent for a while.

Seeing this, Kong Wen closed his eyes and closed his palms together and said, "If Master Zhang has resentment in his heart and doesn't want to help the temple, then that's fine. Shaolin Temple has a thousand years of fame, and I dare not hurt it a little bit. How can I lose my trust to the heroes of the world for my own self-interest! Even if the Japanese army comes to flatten Songshan Mountain, today’s words cannot be changed. Please ask Master Zhang to understand the difficulties.”

Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "Fighting the imperial court is for the great righteousness of the martial arts in the Central Plains. Mingjiao has millions of followers, and they sacrificed their lives for this. As the leader, even if I care about the safety of my adoptive father, how dare I lose it because of small righteousness?" Righteousness? If that is the case, it will be despised by the heroes of the world." After saying that, he clasped his fists at Kong Wen, "It is too late at night to disturb me, so I bid farewell. I will see you all again on the day of the hero meeting."

His words were resounding, and all the monks in the hall were impressed, and they couldn't help singing in unison: "Amitabha!"

Kong Wen was also slightly moved and said: "Master Zhang stays behind, he is going to ambush the Yuan army, Shaolin Temple can't just watch. There are five hundred stick monks in Luohan Hall, I would like to take orders from the tent for the time being, for encouragement!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji smiled slightly and said, "That's very good!"

Kong Wen stood up and said: "I personally sent Master Zhang down the mountain, please don't refuse."

As the leader of the sect, Zhang Wuji was not modest, so he said, "Thank you, Abbot."