Chapter 42

When Wuzhen, in Xuanxin's ear, said that these nine strange old guys were the ones who made trouble in front of the Mountain Gate stone tablet yesterday and were beaten by him.

Xuanxin was stunned directly.

Surprised.

Although there was no fluctuation on the surface, there was a huge wave in the heart.

Wuzhen certainly can't see how terrible these nine strange people are.

Xuanxin can see it.

Under the gaze of the golden pupil of Qi, the breath on the nine people even converged better.

It can't hide from Xuanxin's eyes. These are definitely nine extremely powerful and terrible beings.

It's true that it's the devil.

Any one who stands up can't be the existence that Shaolin can afford to provoke at present.

How did you realize that you were beaten up by yourself?

Isn't it quite weak to be beaten by Wuzhen?

How could it be these nine people?

And Xuanxin also saw that these nine strange guys seemed to be afraid of Wuzhen.

The fear and fear shown do not seem to be fraud.

But it's incredible.

Who is Wu really? Three generations of disciples of Shaolin Temple, he is the first disciple of the abbot, an old man over sixty.

A rookie apprentice who has just realized the internal Qi and entered the martial arts to achieve the next day.

And I only practiced a set of plum blossom pile footwork and Shaolin arhat boxing.

Such basic martial arts.

Who can Wuzhen beat?

In addition to beating a few ordinary people, any martial artist can beat Wuzhen violently.

Originally, Xuanxin thought that what Wuzhen beat yesterday was just a few weak little green skins.

I didn't care about those people at all.

But I don't want to be beaten by Wuzhen. It's such a terrible existence and such an earth shaking event.

It's just, how is this possible? Wuzhen's combat effectiveness is said to be exalted by the five dregs of war.

Who can he beat?

What happened in front of the stone tablet at the mountain gate yesterday and what happened?

"Is it a nine story merit pagoda?"

The mysterious heart that set off waves in his heart began to mutter in his heart.

Wuzhen's Qi is amazing. It's a nine story merit Pagoda with boundless merit and virtue.

It's even more mysterious.

In addition, Wuzhen seems to have been aware of the inscriptions on the Mountain Gate stone tablet. Xuanxin can't help but think that Wuzhen is not because of the Mountain Gate stone tablet.

And stimulate their own opportunities and good fortune?

And it's still great fortune. Look at Wuzhen's luck, you can see that his fortune is not small.

Xuanxin thought to himself and was ready to pay close attention to the changes in Wuzhen after today's event.

And the nine storey merit pagoda has changed since it went to Shaolin.

Maybe I found a treasure.

"Amitabha."

After announcing the Buddha's name, Xuanxin gathered his mind and began to preach the Mahayana Dharma Vajra Sutra.

At the same time, it struck the magic weapon of the clan, wooden fish.

The sound of chanting sutras and wooden fish, under the mysterious rhythm, instantly gave Shaolin a mysterious flavor of Buddhist Taoism.

Peace, harmony and myriad atmosphere.

In this mysterious aura, Xuanxin felt extremely peaceful and secure.

Only at this moment did he feel that he was in control.

"That's what I heard. For a time, the Buddha was in the kingdom of shewei. Only trees were given to the lonely garden. He was with the great bhikkhu. There were 1250 people. At that time, the blessed one. When he was eating, he put on his clothes and bowl. He went to the great city of shewei to beg. He begged again and again in the city. He returned to his place. After eating, he collected his clothes and bowl. He washed his feet. He sat on his seat."

In the mountains, in four or five small broken temples, there came the sound of Xuanxin chanting.

When chanting this sutra, I recite it in a mysterious rhythm.

Become extremely extraordinary.

Benedictine

There is also the sound of wooden fish with mysterious rhythm.

At this moment, the magnetic field of Shaolin Temple has undergone magical changes, and a magical Taoist field has been formed under the evolution of the vast Buddhist dharma.

The Buddhist atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

The aura of Shaoshi mountain seemed to be awakened at this moment. The constantly surging aura washed people's body and mind with a breath.

With a clear air and clear mind, you enter the rhythm of meditation when you feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

In meditation, I entered the persistent dream.

"The elder must Bodhi. In the public, i.e. from his seat. He favors his right shoulder. His right knee is on the ground. He palms together and respects. The white Buddha's words. It is rare to have the blessed one. The Tathagata is good at protecting and reading Bodhisattvas. He is good at giving orders to Bodhisattvas. The blessed one. The good man. The good woman. He has a heart of three despises and three Bodhisattvas. Where should the cloud live, the cloud subdues his heart. The Buddha's words. Good, good. Xu Bodhi. As you said. The Tathagata is good at protecting and reading All Bodhisattvas. Be good at giving orders to all Bodhisattvas. Listen carefully now. Speak for you. Be good man. Be good woman. Make a Bodhi Heart. Stay like this, and subdue its heart. Only. Buddha. May happiness be heard... "

Xuanyuan, Xuangang, Wuzhen, a girl in white, and her little ferret wine.

And those nine strange looking people.

After entering the obsessive dream, their faces showed a variety of expressions.

Happiness, anger and sorrow, all kinds of life, ups and downs, only self-knowledge.

……

After the morning class, Xuanxin went out of the yard and looked at the scenery of Shaoshi mountain in the distance.

Look at the clouds on the top of the mountain.

After Xuangang and Xuanyuan woke up, they went down the mountain to work together.

The mountain road will be paved this morning. At the same time, there are many things to do to prepare for the first Shaolin Dharma meeting.

The main thing is to let it go.

At the same time, the mountain also needs to make room, and the affairs on the mountain are left to Wuzhen.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

After waking up, the girl in white came to Xuanxin and asked curiously.

Now she has fully understood the magic skill.

I don't know why I became a little confused after listening to the wonderful Buddha Dharma these two days.

"In the air, fallen leaves are falling. In front of us, the autumn wind is freezing."

Xuanxin folded his hands and looked at the front with deep eyes, almost without thinking.

A transcendent gesture.

In fact, his mind is blank. He simply looks at the scenery in a daze, and there is no such lofty realm and ideological force.

Feelings? He just pretended in front of outsiders.

"Autumn wind, fallen leaves, how to feel life?"

In the beautiful eyes of the girl in white, she looked at Xuanxin with respect and asked for advice.

She seemed to be infected by the realm of Xuanxin and tried to keep up with the ideological realm of Xuanxin.

"Without rain, flowers still fall, and the wind catkins fly."

"Close to mountains and rivers, baptized by nature, like plum water at the beginning, like drops of water. Mountains and rivers are me, and I am mountains and rivers."

Xuanxin smiled. The radian outlined by the handsome facial features made people feel uneasy. From one side, it was not charming. Xuanxin said with joy: "I would like to give birth to the Buddha to the plum blossom with the drunken man."

Xuanxin then turned back to the meditation room and left the girl in white alone. She was stunned and kept talking alone.

The eyes are full of deep admiration.

Only sigh in my heart!

Deeply infected by the feelings and realm of Xuanxin.

Indulge in the spiritual artistic conception of Xuanxin, Buddhism, Zen, whispering French and supreme wisdom.