Chapter 3

From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, I looked at the top of the mountain again and saw the clouds. My mind was full of thoughts for a moment.

As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he now worships master Shi Yongxin, the abbot of Shaolin whose martial arts came out of Shaolin in his previous life.

Idol.

Why can people develop and manage Shaolin Temple to be rich?

Why can people finance and go public and make the assets of Shaolin Temple valued at more than 10 billion?

"Xuanxin, hurry to cook."

The sound of scolding behind him rudely interrupted Xuanxin's thoughts.

Turning around, Xuanxin put his hands together and looked at the people behind him calmly.

The man, with his upper body bare, dark skin, tall and straight, strong and muscular, stared at a pair of tiger eyes.

Xuangang is also Xuanxin's senior brother. He has excellent martial arts talent and is a martial arts maniac.

The day after tomorrow, he is also the first master of Shaolin Temple.

"What are you doing?"

"Also, I asked you to wash my monk's clothes. Why didn't you wash them in the morning?"

Xuangang glared angrily. If Hong Zhong's momentum was threatening, he asked loudly in anger and dissatisfaction.

"Amitabha."

After announcing the Buddha's name, Xuanxin kept a calm attitude and looked at Xuangang with calm eyes.

At present, there are three monks in Shaolin Temple plus Xuanxin.

Normally, the three monks didn't even have to drink water.

It's just that since the old monk passed away, he has always been Xuanxin working hard.

The two elder martial brothers, the eldest martial brother Xuangang, were obsessed with martial arts, and the second martial brother Xuanyuan was obsessed with Buddhism. Xuanyuan went down the mountain for alms. None of the two elder martial brothers was convinced by the abbot Xuanxin.

As a abbot, Xuanxin has no authority.

No authority at all.

The two elder martial brothers were not convinced and looked down on the abbot. They often yelled at him.

All the dirty and tiring work in the temple was entrusted to him.

How can this work?

Xuanxin felt it necessary to establish his Abbot's authority.

Shaolin Temple, he is the leader, he is the helmsman who leads the development and growth of the sect.

"Oh, I think you want to be beaten."

Xuangang sneered and was really annoyed by Xuanxin. He shook his fist and twisted a pair of strong arms.

Towards Xuanxin.

A strong momentum came to my face.

Xuangang is very angry now. He always obeys what he says. The timid younger martial brother dares to be stubborn with him. It seems that he hasn't shown his huge fist for a long time.

This honest little younger martial brother must be well educated.

If you don't beat me up, younger martial brother doesn't know what to do!

Xuangang, who was as strong as an ox, was very confident. When he came to Xuanxin, he raised his fist and waved it.

Hum!!!

On Xuanxin's body, there emerged an extremely thick to just Yang internal Qi.

It is automatically transformed into body protection. Vigorous Qi lingers around the body.

Xuangang's fist was like smashing on the hard granite, and with it was a stronger anti shock force.

Bang!

The powerful anti shock force took Xuan Gang off guard.

Back three or four meters and fell to the ground.

"Hiss..."

Xuangang took a breath and kept shaking his painful fist. His whole arm is numb now.

At this time, Xuanxin stood in place with his hands folded.

A handsome face without waves.

The eyes as deep as the night sky looked at Xuan Gang.

The vigorous Qi of the whole body is fierce, and the domineering body protecting vigorous Qi sets off bursts of strong wind.

"You... How could you..."

Xuangang was shocked, and his heart was flustered by the honest little younger martial brother.

The strong Qi and the strong and domineering body protecting vigorous Qi made Xuan Gang look shocked. He just waved a fist and hit him.

And his little younger martial brother stood where he was and didn't even move.

His fist seemed to hit on the granite, and then he was shocked by an extremely overbearing and powerful body protecting vigorous Qi.

He flew back three or four meters and fell to the ground.

"How did you do it?"

"Gang Qi, this is gang Qi. How can you have..."

"How could you... Have such powerful vigorous Qi to protect your body..."

Shocked, Xuangang couldn't understand. He was always silent, hardworking and even an honest younger martial brother.

Will suddenly become so strong.

The internal Qi is so thick, and the internal Qi from Zhigang to Yang is so fierce. How can there be such overbearing and powerful body protecting vigorous Qi?

Is this still his mediocre junior brother?

"I also have a set of palm techniques that fall from the sky. Do you want to see it?"

"Hehe, why do you think master let me take over as Abbot?"

"How powerful is my Tathagata palm!"

"I just keep a low profile."

"Don't say."

To develop Shaolin Temple, Xuanxin knew that he must establish his absolute authority.

Establish your absolute leadership!

Let this senior brother with excellent martial arts talent be convinced.

From now on, I will willingly obey his command.

"Tathagata divine palm?"

"Falling from the sky?"

"It's impossible. Shifu can't have such magic skills. Even if Shifu has such magic skills, it's impossible for you not to pass them on to me!"

Xuangang looked shocked. He wondered why the little younger martial brother suddenly became so strong and why he suddenly became incomprehensible to him.

This bearing, this look.

Why does this little younger martial brother suddenly seem to be a different person?

Even vigorous Qi can be cultivated.

He didn't believe that Shifu would have a more powerful set of magic skills, and he didn't believe that Shifu would be biased to pass this set of magic skills only to the younger martial brother instead of to him.

"Ha ha..."

Xuanxin looked at Xuangang, shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

Then he put his hands together, looked solemn, and muttered to himself, "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing, where can we provoke dust!"

As soon as the voice fell, he saw a mysterious golden aperture behind Xuanxin's head.

The golden light is dazzling.

At the moment, the mysterious heart looks very sacred, just like the birth of the Buddha.

It makes people feel peaceful and peaceful.

The vast and illusory golden light, coupled with the beautiful facial features of Xuanxin, and the profound bearing of Xuanxin school.

The Xuanxin at the moment, displayed in front of Xuangang, is a generation of divine monks.

The golden light shines, the Buddha is alive, and the miracle is in front of you!

"Younger martial brother, are you... Are you the reincarnation of the Buddha?"

"You are a living Buddha, aren't you?"

At the moment, Xuangang was extremely frightened and looked at the younger martial brother against the golden light.

The whole person was so stupid that he couldn't believe his eyes.

Confused, stunned!

It must be.

The younger martial brother at the moment looks so sacred and perfect. Only the reincarnation of the Buddha and the reincarnation of the Buddha can explain everything he sees.

"Call me abbot."

As soon as the Xuanxin magic power was closed, he shook his head and said faintly.

"Master... Abbot, are you really the reincarnation of the Buddha, the living Buddha?"

Xuangang was in a state of unparalleled excitement. Why did this little younger martial brother win the favor of his master despite his mediocre qualification?

Why did master choose to pass on the abbot to him?

Why does younger martial brother seem to be a changed person and suddenly cultivate body protecting vigorous Qi?

Why can the younger martial brother send out a vast golden light?

It's not because the master taught the younger martial brother his divine skills, but because the younger martial brother is the reincarnation of the Buddha.

He is a reincarnated Buddha. What he just saw was a miracle, so he suddenly became so powerful.

"Amitabha."

"Buddha said, don't say, don't say."

After announcing the Buddha's name, Xuanxin shook his head, raised his hand and pointed, "cook."

"Master... Abbot, I'll cook right away."

"By the way, what you just said, the palm technique of falling from the sky..."

As a Wu Chi's Xuanxin, he rubbed his hands and looked longingly at the calm Xuanxin.

My mind is full of the 'Tathagata palm'.

Sounds powerful.

"Do you want to learn?"

"I'll teach you. I'll see your performance in the future. Now you go to cook."

When Xuanxin finished, he turned around and looked at the top of the mountain in the distance.

There are thousands of thoughts in my heart. How can this poor Shaolin develop and how can it be financed and listed?

Of course, the listing here refers to the downtown market, not the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets, nor the NASDAQ!