Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Meng Zhao and the young man from the Tianlang tribe could not see the hustle and bustle outside the Xiaohanshan Temple and the noisy and bustling scenes of various tribes. After following the monk from the Bull Demon tribe into the temple, they were quickly attracted by the buildings and layout inside the temple.

Xiaohanshan Temple actually originated from Da Ci'en Temple, which was the royal temple of the Beitang royal family. Although there is a strong Buddhist atmosphere in the temple, it often represents the position of the royal family and is not as pure as Buddhist holy places like Nalanda Monastery.

Therefore, there are many things in Xiaohanshan Temple that are incompatible with a Buddhist temple.

For example, the huge martial arts field that Meng Zhao and the young men of the Tianlang tribe are passing by is paved with black square bricks. When you step on them, they are not only solid, but also have a strong magnetic attraction, making it difficult for people to walk on them. This is of great help for martial arts practice, especially for body skills and the tempering of the flesh.

For example, around this black brick martial arts training ground, there are more than ten wooden weapon racks, on which are displayed swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and eighteen kinds of weapons. This is different from the general Buddhist temples, which mostly have sticks, followed by knives and swords.

Wherever the monks of the Bull Demon Clan went, they would tell Meng Zhao and the young men of the Heavenly Wolf Clan the inside story. Perhaps the two of them would settle down and practice in Xiaohanshan Temple in the future, so it would not take much effort to sell themselves in advance.

What surprised Meng Zhao and the young man from the Tianlang tribe was that although the Xiaohanshan Temple covered a large area and had many buildings and facilities that were not bad, there were very few monks there.

Meng Zhao didn't care about these. The handsome man from the Tianlang tribe, perhaps because he was young, took the initiative to ask.

The Bull Demon Clan monk laughed and explained,
"My Xiaohanshan Temple is the only place for Buddhist practice within a thousand miles. The abbot, Master Nagarjuna, has great skills and has mastered the supreme magic skills, the Peacock King Sutra. There are more than thousands of people who want to join Xiaohanshan Temple.

However, most of these people have evil intentions and are not sincere in their devotion to Buddhism. They just want to learn advanced martial arts and then abuse their power within their own race or tribe.

Master Nagarjuna adheres to the idea of ​​teaching without discrimination, so he is not afraid of anyone who comes and accepts them all as his disciples. However, after a period of time, he will drive the person down the mountain after teaching him a set of martial arts. Only people like us who are truly devoted to Buddhism can stay.

These days, Master Nagarjuna's selection of disciples to inherit his legacy is the top priority of our Xiaohanshan Temple. Therefore, the mountain gate is closed and ordinary lay disciples are not accepted for the time being. Naturally, it looks a little deserted.

It will be very lively in a few days!"

The young man from the Sirius clan nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of yearning, at least on the surface. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only he himself knew.

Meng Zhao raised his eyebrows. Could it be that Monk Longshu was such a selfless and kind person?
He allowed numerous foreigners to learn martial arts and then drove them down the mountain, under the pretext that these people were not sincere in their devotion to Buddhism.

Why is it so awkward?
I don’t know if it’s because Meng Zhao thinks too much or has too many schemes and plots, but I always feel that Longshu Monk is taking advantage of me.

After one round is over, another round begins, one after another, with no end.

As for the specific operation methods, there are too many.

Perhaps there was something wrong with the martial arts he taught. Once people from different ethnic groups practiced his martial arts, they would be controlled by him. It could be said that Monk Longshu easily had a surprise force that could be used in the polar ice field where hundreds of ethnic groups were rampant.

Perhaps, he was using these people to practice some method or supernatural power. Those so-called martial arts were also traps. If they were practiced, they might eventually become the spiritual nourishment for Nagarjuna.

Of course, it is also possible that this was simply Nagarjuna's kindness, believing that Buddhism is vast and is not afraid of visitors and treats everyone equally.

But if that were really the case, there would be no such thing as selecting successors today.

In short, Meng Zhao was extra careful with the monk Longshu in his heart. His body was in perfect harmony without any flaws in his aura. Unless the monk Longshu had the power of a god or demon, no flaws should be visible.

Until the monk from the Bull Demon Clan brought Meng Zhao and the young man from the Heavenly Wolf Clan to a solitary monk's room. The layout of this monk's room was very strange. Judging from the route Meng Zhao took in, it should be located in the north of Xiaohanshan Temple. The monk's room connected by the upper corridor was a square layout, with at least six monk's rooms in one courtyard.

This monk's room is located alone in a dense patch of python vines. The vines are brown-green in color, and each root is as thick as an arm. They are winding and crisscrossing like a big net, wrapping the monk's room.

On the left and right sides of the monk's room, there stands a stone lion, majestic and sacred. At first glance, they seem lifelike, with python vines wrapped around them, as if they were covered with a layer of robes.

Directly in front of the monks' quarters is a small path that can accommodate three people walking side by side.

The Bull Demon monk, Meng Zhao, and the young man from the Wolf tribe came to the monk's room through this path.

Danqing, played by Meng Zhao, and the young man from the Tianlang tribe all lowered their heads and looked submissive, not daring to breathe. They obviously guessed that the person practicing in the monk's room should be the master of Xiaohanshan Temple, the monk Longshu.

"Master, the three tests have been passed. The two people next to me have both passed the three tests. Please make your decision, Master."

The Bull Demon monk appeared very pious at this time. He clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully towards the main door of the monk's room before speaking.

In fact, this is nonsense. If Nagarjuna really knew nothing, they would not have come here at all.

Then, a slightly hoarse and low voice came from the monk's room.

"You go down first, these two stay."

The Bull Demon monk touched the two horns on his forehead, gave the two men a look that said "May you be lucky", and then slowly retreated.

Meng Zhaoze and the young man from the Tianlang tribe looked at each other without saying anything. They just stood there quietly waiting.

And this wait lasted for several hours.

The weather went from sunny to light snow, to strong winds and snow a moment later.

During this period, Meng Zhao and the young men of the Tianlang tribe were even buried up to their thighs in the snow.

However, the two still did not make any movement and did not say a word.

I’ve heard from the Bull Demon monks before that they would keep them in Xiaohanshan Temple for three days for testing, but perhaps this waiting is also a test.

Not to mention that Meng Zhao is a celestial being, even a young man from the Tianlang tribe could get used to being covered in snow for a whole day without moving a single step, and would not suffer any damage at all, after all, his body was protected by his true Qi.

But the difference lies in the different state of mind.

I have the ability to wait, but that doesn't mean I have the patience to wait. These are two different concepts. (End of this chapter)