[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

So Master Fang became a wood-burning monk in Xiangji Kitchen.

Since he became a monk, he has never done less work as a coolie. He has done countless times to irrigate the ground with a dung bucket, not to mention helping to burn firewood under the kitchen.But to be honest, he never really paid attention to the fire in the stove.Right now, because of the one-finger Zen entry stagnation, he has nothing else to do, so he will die as a living horse doctor, wanting to start with the "fire" itself, to see if he can understand it.

No matter where it is, lighting a fire is hard work.In the kitchen of Xiangji, besides cooking with an open fire for meals every day, it also cooks medicine soup with a slow fire day and night, which is used for supplying monks who have accomplished hard work. Even the monks in Shaolin Temple also feel the pain.

So Fang Tianzhi came to the kitchen and took care of all the fire work, which made the fire monk smile. For a while, the big guys were happy and happy, and each had his own place—he squatted on the edge of the stove every day to watch the flames swaying and swaying , getting stronger and weaker, the people next to him waved cattail fans and poured well water in groups of threes and fours, watching him come to enjoy the coolness.

Fang Tianzhi is used to seeing people as rare sights, so he doesn't take it seriously, sometimes he is not busy watching the fire, so he picks up an ax to chop wood by the way.Watching fire, chopping firewood, watching fire, chopping firewood like this every day, and when the mountains were covered with snow in winter, he unknowingly practiced a unique Shaolin skill called Burning Wood Knife Technique.

This knife method is named Burning Wood, because it can be burnt and scorched by chopping the firewood with one knife.And if it is chopped on a human body, the wound will be scorched black and dead like a fire, so it is famous for its fiery and domineering. In Shaolin's unique skills, it can almost be compared with Wuxiang Jiezhi.

After Fang Tian had mastered this saber technique in a daze, he felt that it might be beneficial, so he went to the back mountain woods to practice fire and air finger force alone.Unexpectedly, the ten fingers were penetrated, and when the energy was stimulated, he still felt very stagnant. When the Taiyang Meridian Qi Sword was released in his hand, he suddenly felt that his heart was restless and his dantian was blazing, as if he was being burned by flames. , Wait until the breath is quiet, and then go to look at the finger marks on the surrounding trees.After looking at it, it turns out that the force of the finger is uneven, or there is only a shallow line on the bark, or it pierces through the trunk, more than an inch deep, like a torch being burned through.

Since he failed to practice, he had no choice but to continue to burn the fire.

The fire burned until the next spring, the ice and snow on Shaoshi Mountain melted, and the withered grass was everywhere, and it was time to burn the barren and fertile land.

Fang Tian had been waiting for this farming job for half a month, but unexpectedly, there was lightning and thunder at night. He opened his eyes in the Zen room for a glimpse, and suddenly saw a faint light of fire outside the window paper, and ran out the door in shock. , but saw a fire suddenly broke out in the back mountain, and when the night wind blew, the trees and grass were burned in a row, and the thick smoke billowed into the sky, covering the stars and the moon.

Fang Tianzhi looked at the flames in the sky, knowing that if the wind does not blow towards the temple, there will be no disasters, so he didn't want to miss this golden opportunity, so he rushed towards the back mountain.When he ran to a rocky cliff, he suddenly stopped and stood, but saw that the mountain fire was suddenly tens of feet away, and it was billowing in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye. The drooping vines caught fire, dozens of flaming snakes rushed towards his face, he lifted his monk robe and took a few steps back, the flames burned to the roots of the vines, and because they were blocked by sand and stones, they couldn't be exhausted any longer, and they were with him He confronted fiercely.

Fang Tianzhi was standing on the rocky cliff, if he hadn't been invulnerable to water and fire, he might not be able to survive for a long time without being burned by the fire. He felt that the endless hell was nothing more than this. Startled, when his eyes saw the raging fire, he thought suddenly: "Fire is empty, fire is empty, the appearance is fire, and the self-nature is empty. I practice the fire-empty finger force. Although I want to borrow the power of the fire, it is not for the purpose of burning myself. The most terrifying thing in the world is the fire of karma, the so-called fire of karma arises at the first thought, if my thoughts and thoughts are all the evil deeds of the past, wouldn’t it be like arson, how can I succeed in practicing it?”

He looked around, and saw that there was no blade of grass on the rocky cliff, and even though the fire on three sides could not be consumed, he could not swallow it. Suddenly, he felt that the hole was clear and unobstructed, and he couldn't help saying: "I am today, I am no longer the same as I was in the past. It’s different from me. I practice one-finger Zen not to harm others, but to save and help others. Although this finger is a finger of destruction, my heart is no longer a heart of destruction.... If my heart is pure, it will be like this rocky cliff , even if there is karmic fire burning, it will never destroy me!"

Thinking of this, Fang Tianzhi suddenly felt happy and sad in the fire, but neither happy nor sad, finally stretched out his sleeves, solemnly said: "Amitabha!" After reading, he looked down and saw that his clothes were dry. It was extremely hot, and sporadic fires appeared faintly. When I touched my face with my hands, my eyebrows were a little dry and curled. I hurriedly patted out the sparks, and ran towards the temple with my lightness kung fu.

The mountain fire broke out suddenly, which naturally alarmed the elders in the temple.

When Fang Tianzhi rushed to the front of the temple, he saw a group of monks gathered at the gate of the temple to watch the fire. Several elders stood in the center with their stars holding the moon. They were instructing the monks in the temple to dig ditches and store water at night, so as not to change the wind direction suddenly. cause disaster.

He has a deep affection for Shaolin Temple, even though he is a guest at the moment, he must not sit idly by when he sees that the fortifications are tense all around, so he tucked up the hem of his robe, and chased after a few steps to a deep ditch, with two baskets of earth and rocks on his left and right shoulders , and asked Ming where to get water, and started working with all the monks.

After staying up all night, Fang Tianzhi found Tianhu again in the early morning of the second day.

He has read all the secret books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and now that he has mastered the Huokong Finger, he should bid farewell and go down the mountain.After all, if you want to see all the martial arts in the world, how can only one Buddhist scripture pavilion be enough?Strange people and hermits emerge in endlessly in the rivers and lakes. If you don't travel all over the country, you will never realize that you have too little knowledge.

What's more, Sanwei is old, and his uncle Liumiao is an idiot, he doesn't feel worried if he goes away for too long, he always has to go back to have a look from time to time.

At that time, Tianhu will be drinking tea again.

Hearing Fang Tianzhi's intentions, he just nodded and said calmly: "If you want to go, go."

Fang Tianzhi just bowed the eleven respectfully and left the meditation room.

Going to the Xiangji Kitchen, the head monk was very sorry when he learned that he was quitting. Hearing his explanation that he was going down the mountain to leave tomorrow, he specially waved his hand and gave him twenty catties of white flour pancakes and a jar of pickled vegetables. For chewing on the road.

Fang Tianzhi bid farewell to the Huogong monk under the kitchen, and then returned to the meditation room with the big pancake and pickle jar on his back, packed his bags, and went to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion without any hindrance.

Wu Huaben was copying the scriptures, when he heard the footsteps and looked around, seeing that the person was Fang Tianzhi, he couldn't help being slightly startled, looked him up and asked: "Have you mastered martial arts?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count." After finishing speaking, he smiled harmoniously, "I'm leaving. Let me tell you."

Wuhua paused for a moment while holding the pen, and said, "When are you leaving?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "Tomorrow."

Wuhua silently nodded, then put the wolf hair down lightly, and said, "Shall we go for a walk?"

The two of them walked through the temple halls, old trees and new grass all the way. After a while, the surrounding people gradually thinned out, and a forest of apricot blossoms suddenly appeared in front of them.

Wu Hua looked as usual, but without saying a word, she slowly stepped into the forest mud with a Buddha string in her hand.

March is still shallow, and the apricot blossoms are just beginning to bloom, just like a thousand trees and white snow.A gust of spring breeze blows, and the scent of flowers is faint and light, and the clothes linger for a long time.Walking to the depths of the flower forest, Wuhua suddenly stopped, sighed and smiled slightly: "When the flowers bloom, there will always be a time when Ye Rong will wither, but it always comes too fast."

Fang Tianzhi listened to the meaning of his words, if he said it was just a farewell, it would be a little too regretful, so he couldn't help being slightly startled.I was thinking to myself, but I heard Wuhua say again: "We have known each other for a long time, we have been together day and night, but we have never mentioned two things."

Fang Tianzhi said: "I don't know which two things are it?"

Wu Hua turned around and said with a smile: "The first thing, you never told me that you have the ability of photographic memory."

Fang Tianzhi said: "My memory is really good. But it's not a big deal, it's not worth mentioning to others."

Wu Hua sighed: "This is already very remarkable. If I hadn't accidentally discovered that no matter what Buddhist scriptures, you can remember them clearly at a glance, I would not believe that there is such a talent in the world. At first I thought it was just Coincidentally, after observing you carefully for a long time, I have no choice but to believe it."

Fang Tianzhi smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said: "It's not a good thing sometimes to have a photographic memory."

Wuhua was quiet for a while, then said: "That's right. You can't forget the things you want to forget, which is also a kind of pain. Besides, people who remember too much often live harder. After all, for some people, some things in the past , or be forgotten forever."

Having said that, the two fell silent together.

Fang Tianzhi already understood that if there is no flower, he must know that he still remembers the meeting in Taiping Town.But now his attitude is so unpredictable, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he thought for a while and said, "Then what about the second thing?"

But Wuhua didn't answer him, but changed the topic and chatted: "If you don't say goodbye to me today, maybe I will go to you in a few days."

Fang Tianzhi felt that it was a coincidence, so he asked, "Are you going back to Southern Shaolin?"

Wuhua retorted lightly: "Then you want to go back to Dongxin Temple?"

Fang Tianzhi said: "Yes."

Wuhua asked again: "What about after that? Will you never go down the mountain again?"

Fang Tianzhi heard his overtones and said, "So you are going to travel around the rivers and lakes?"

Wu Hua watched him quietly, smiled for a while and said, "That's right. Xue Jing, when we meet again someday, we will be on top of the rivers and lakes."

Fang Tianzhi looked at his expression, and suddenly smiled and said: "If you want to see me again, why do you have to wait so long? The people in Dongxin Temple are thin and cannot leave me. When will you pass Tiansheng Mountain and come up to meet me? I can invite you Drink tea." After a pause, he continued, "The monastery is very poor and there are not many good teas, but luckily I don't have many friends, so it's enough for you to drink alone."

Wuhua paused for a moment as she moved the beads, and asked with a smile, "Are we friends?"

Fang Tianzhi said in harmony, "Isn't it?"

Wu Hua looked at him for a long time before saying: "Your tea can only be served by me alone, so you have only me as a friend?"

Hearing this, Fang Tianzhi thought to himself: "Strange, I really don't seem to have any friends?" Thinking about the past two lifetimes, he couldn't help but said, "How do I feel, no matter if I am a good person or a bad person, I will always be friends." Is it hard to have friends? The same disciples in the temple are brothers, more like brothers and sisters, they don't seem to be friends. Among the people outside the temple, Zhang Wuji can be regarded as my friend, but besides this, is there anyone else?" Counting with his fingers, he suddenly realized that in his two lifetimes, he had only one friend, Zhang Wuji, and now Wuhua was his second.

Alas!Is the poor monk doing so badly? !

Seeing that he was thinking for a while without saying a word, Wuhua suddenly burst out laughing, Fang Tianzhi came back to his senses, and said with a wry smile: "You are the only friend of mine in this life, but why are you gloating so much?"

Wuhua laughed heartily, looked at Fang Tianzhi suddenly with an unspeakable meaning, and sighed harmoniously: "You knew it when you went down the mountain, there will always be countless people like you Willing to make friends with you." When he said this, it seemed that he still had something to say, but he stopped short.

Fang Tianzhi said: "Alright then. Do you want to talk about the second thing now?"

But Wuhua smiled slightly, and said, "Don't rush to talk about this matter." She took another step, "Let's just go forward."

Fang Tianzhi didn't bother to mention it, and smiled as if he didn't realize it: "Okay."