Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 635

Happy forever!

For the ordinary four words, the eight eminent monks present felt as if their throats were strangled, and they couldn't breathe for a while.

"What the hell is he talking about? How can there be such absurd things?"

"Even if there is such a thing, his majestic martial arts master would actually ask an old monk who sweeps the floor?"

"The most ridiculous thing is that this monk, who has been sweeping the Zhizang Temple all his life, even boldly answered——Bodhi is above the Pure Land?"

The head Zen master of Ming and Qing Dynasties in Yunshuiliao was young and wanted to laugh out loud. He just exchanged a glance with his companion, but found that the other's eyes were full of horror.After thinking about it, his expression suddenly changed.

"The poor monk is sixty-seven this year. When he entered the temple when he was young, this old floor-sweeping monk dressed and looked like this. Now that he has passed sixty years, he is still the same..."

"Could it be..."

The old floor sweeping monk still had the old dim-eyed look, but he frowned, as if he was thinking carefully.

The hall was silent, and the abbot Mingxing was twirling the beads, opening and closing his lips, and was silently reciting scriptures.The eyes of the rest of the people were all focused on the old monk's face, and they remained motionless.

"There is no way to be free for ten thousand years..."

After a long time, the old monk said slowly, "However——has the benefactor heard about the passing of fire?"

"Pass the flame of death?" Although Xiao Qianli's profound skills are superb and his mind is steady, he couldn't help but raise his brows at this time, and murmured, "This body has been transformed into a yellow crane, and the power still remains in the world... I think that , this is just a rumor."

The old monk raised his head, turned his droopy old eyes on Xiao Qianli's face, and said with a smile: "Compared to that, isn't the ability of the benefactor even more nonsense?"

Xiao Qianli's eyes flashed brightly, and he said slowly: "What the master said is true! I have a picture..."

He suddenly straightened his clothes, bowed to the old floor-sweeping monk with a long body, and said loudly: "Seeing the teaching today, I am very helpful, thank you so much!"

The old sweeping monk smiled slightly, leaning on the broom, and said in a low voice: "How can I thank you?"

Xiao Qianli thought for a while, then said in a deep voice: "If Chunyang Shaolin has any rivalry, Chunyang should retreat once!"

The old monk thought for a moment, nodded and said: "It's disrespectful, thank you, Master!"

Xiao Qianli chuckled, turned his head and nodded to the abbot Mingxing, and said with a smile: "Don't bother to send it away—" As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The first few couldn't help being stunned for a moment, Zen Master Mingren of Bodhidharma Academy was very angry, and said angrily: "What a Chunyang head teacher, you don't know how to be polite! We welcome him into the temple properly, but he walks so simply. Anyway, he is also the master of a sect, so shamelessly rude!"

Abbot Mingxing smiled wryly, shook his head and said: "Junior Brother, don't want to be like this, if you are alone on Yuxu Peak, I'm afraid you can walk a few minutes faster than him..."

Zen Master Mingren was stunned for a moment, and his anger subsided a bit, but the remaining anger still persisted. He frowned and said, "That poor monk is not good at learning, and in Yuxu Peak, no matter it is Song Shujian or Tao Shuangting, they are enough opponents for the poor monk. He A Great Grandmaster, is he afraid that we will join forces to keep him..."

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and someone beside him shook his head and said: "Headmaster Xiao is not afraid of us, but..."

The old monks were extremely shrewd people, they immediately figured out the root of the matter, and they couldn't help but look at the old monk sweeping the floor.

Abbot Mingxing let out a long sigh, clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully to the old monk, and sighed: "The junior is incompetent, I can't stop Master Chunyang, so I have to bring him here and disturb the master, don't be surprised!"

The old monk shook his head and sighed: "Is there any reason to be blamed? The abbot hinted that the old monk should have captured him, but he planned to capture him three times, but he couldn't figure out the real cultivation of this person. I was afraid that he would not be able to surrender. If he gets away, Shaolin will suffer a catastrophe..."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the hall.Looking at the sweeping old monk's eyes suddenly became different.

But Xiao Qianli left Shaolin Temple as if flying away, and he was already several miles away in an instant, then he patted his chest with lingering fear, and muttered to himself: "What a sweeping monk, really unfathomable... "

As soon as he entered the hall, he immediately sensed an extremely strong aura locking himself firmly, and he immediately summoned up all his energy, his internal energy spread all over his body, and the upper, middle, and lower dantians were full of true energy, fearing that he would not be able to do so, he directly The mother energy of all things is also mobilized, and the endless star power hangs down from the stars in Zhou Tian in the sea of ​​consciousness, ready to guard against the opponent's attack at any time.

After preparing everything, Xiao Qianli waited intently, and looked at the old monk sweeping the floor as if nothing had happened. After seeing it, he couldn't help but secretly startled - the old monk standing there was clearly a half-dead monk, but it seemed The whole person is integrated into the nature of heaven and earth, as awe-inspiring as the deep sea.

He tried his best to restrain his mind, and then he asked for advice, with a graceful demeanor and no flaws in his words.

After just talking for a moment, Xiao Qianli had already sensed that the old monk was about to attack him three times, but he held back, especially when it came to the "Legend of Burning Fire", the old monk was holding a broom in his left hand, but his right hand had Secretly condensing true energy, even the air flow around his arm was distorted.

"Hmph, with the system accompanying, even if you are a sweeping monk, you still can't see through my true cultivation!"

"Sure enough, there are hidden masters in Shaolin Temple! It's just that I have lifted the hood, abbot Mingxing, you are afraid that you will be hard-pressed now—"

In the Zhizang Hall, the gate has been tightly closed, the abbot Mingxing smiled wryly, turned his head, and said to several old monks: "Masters and brothers, this senior monk is the grand master uncle of the poor monk. Don't be rude!"

Several old monks immediately stood in awe, clasped their hands together, and paid respects, but their hearts were a little awe-inspiring, and they secretly thought about whether they had disrespected this senior before.

Zen Master Mingfa, the head of Luohan Hall, was modest and thoughtful, and after thinking for a long time, he asked, "Senior, did Xiao Tanyue ask for advice just now, is there any deep meaning behind it?"

The sweeping old monk frowned, and said softly: "The old monk is also a little strange. The previous question is easy to answer. When asked about the pure land, it must be that his cultivation has reached a bottleneck and he is struggling to find his way. Although the old monk can't see through this Judging from his question, the donor's true cultivation should be close to reaching that point... As for the latter question, it is really puzzling."

"Are you at the bottleneck?" Several old monks looked at each other and couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling wryly.Zen Master Mingkong sighed: "We are still struggling in the Golden Body Realm, and we don't know when we crossed the Pure Land, but this Chunyang Headmaster...is already in the Pure Land Ultimate Realm?"

"If that's not the case, how can you tolerate him easily raising the banner of Xuanmen?" Zen Master Mingxing shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Haojiao Taishi learned that this headmaster Chunyang had told us before. Ask about the origin of Di Shitian."

"Di Shitian?" The old monk frowned, bowed his head in thought for a long time, and slowly shook his head, "This matter is really suspicious! Does the abbot have a good idea?"

Abbot Mingxing sighed, and said with a wry smile: "This matter is easy to hear. After the detailed information comes back, we can analyze Xiao Qianli's recent actions in detail, and maybe we can find out a thing or two. What the poor monk is worried about is that Shaolin's strategy of keeping a low profile is now I'm afraid I have to modify it..."

(End of this chapter)