Chapter 24 Master Jueyuan
Li Qingwei noticed the expressions of the old monks around him.

"Presumably Abbot Tianming already knew my intention of coming here, and deliberately threatened me." Li Qingwei thought.

Immediately afterwards, Abbot Tianming moved away, stretched out his hand and said to Li Qingwei: "Please benefactor~!"

This sound was like a Hong Zhong again, but at this moment Li Qingwei used his Quanzhen inner strength to protect the ear veins, and the voice of the old abbot was much calmer in his ears.

Going out, although the strength is not as good as others, but the momentum cannot be lost.

Li Qingwei followed the example of princes and generals in TV dramas, and slowly walked up the stone steps of Shaolin Temple.

After entering the door, to greet the guest monk, first ask Li Qingwei to wash his hands in front of Hualong Pond.

After cleaning his hands, Li Qingwei, led by the welcoming monk, came to the gate of the Daxiong Hall, and took the three pillars of high incense from the monk.

After kowtowing three times on the futon, he handed over the incense to the bhikkhu monk, and the bhikkhu monk offered the incense in Li Qingwei's hand in front of the Buddha.

Afterwards, the monks placed the gold, silver and tribute fruits brought by Li Qingwei in front of the Buddha in turn.

The monks and monks also took out the lamp oil and added sesame oil to the ever-burning lamp under the seat of the Buddha.

After paying respects to the Buddha, Li Qingwei was led by the welcoming monk to the fasting room.

After fasting, under the leadership of a Shaolin elder, Li Qingwei was arranged to rest in a Zen room in the temple.

After the old monk brought Li Qingwei to the meditation room, he bowed to him and said, "Amitabha, today I ask the young master to rest in the old monk's meditation room first. The prayer ceremony will be held tomorrow." After speaking, the old monk was about to leave.

Li Qingwei called to stop the old monk and said: "Master, stop! I have heard for a long time that the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple has all the classics in the world. I wonder if you can show me?"

When the old monk heard that Li Qingwei wanted to go to the Sutra Pavilion, the old monk said: "Amitabha! The abbot still needs permission from the abbot to enter the Sutra Pavilion to view scriptures, so the old monk asked for the almsgiver. But I don't know which scriptures in this temple the main donor should read. ?”

"Hehe~! The old monk is playing hard to get, I'm not going to be taken in by you." Li Qingwei thought to himself.

So Li Qingwei said: "Shaolin is a pure land outside the square, and Xiaodao will not lie. Xiaodao's pilgrimage to Shaolin this time to pray for blessings is fake, it is actually the Dharma swordsmanship among Shaolin's 72 unique skills!"

Li Qingwei would not tell Shaolin Temple about the existence of the Nine Suns Divine Art. Compared with the Nine Suns Divine Art, Shaolin's so-called 72 stunts are not enough.

The only martial arts in Shaolin Temple that he can take a fancy to is the Nine Suns Divine Art hidden in the "Langa Sutra", and the "Yi Jin Jing".

Presumably the Shaolin School would not let him see such a treasure as the Yi Jin Jing, after all Shaolin monks seldom have the heart of Master Fangzheng.

But Li Qingwei didn't care. The purpose of his trip was the Nine Suns Divine Art hidden in the "Langa Sutra". As long as he got the Nine Suns Divine Art, he would practice it for a year and a half. Although he dare not say that he would be invincible in the world, but It can also reach the level of Wujue.

After the Nine Suns Divine Art is completed, his Quanzhen swordsmanship must be able to display Wang Chongyang's level, and then he can also go to the Western Regions to capture the Great Teleportation of the Universe.

The master of Ren Du's two veins can be practiced in a few hours, and he will be a well-matched Zhang Wuji by then.

The old monk smiled slightly, although Shaolin Temple does not leave the temple gate, but they also know everything about Jianghu. They said that the limit is three days, and the purpose is to investigate Li Qingwei's past experience.

The Shaolin Temple has already found out that Li Qingwei's master is a disciple of Yin Zhiping of the Quanzhen Sect. If it weren't for the fact that Li Qingwei is famous and upright, he really might not be able to enter the Cangjing Pavilion.

The old monk replied: "The benefactor is a frank person. The benefactor is not only a disciple of Patriarch Chongyang, but also a decent person. I can help the benefactor to talk about his love."

When Li Qingwei heard that the old monk was willing to help him, he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Thank you, Master."

After finishing speaking, the old monk returned the gift and left the meditation room.

Li Qingwei obediently waited in the meditation room. After all, this is the Shaolin Temple known as the "Master of Martial Arts", and the Sutra Pavilion must be heavily guarded, so he had better not go into trouble.

Early the next morning, a novice came to knock on Li Qingwei's door to inform him that the blessing ceremony had begun.

The so-called blessing ceremony is nothing more than burning incense, worshiping Buddha, and the great monks chanting scriptures collectively.After Master Abbot put a few drops of nectar on Li Qingwei's head with a willow branch, the puja was finished.

After the puja was completed, all the monks also went back separately.

Only Li Qingwei, Abbot Tianming, and several Shaolin elders remained in the Daxiong Hall.

Abbot Tianming sat quietly on the futon with his eyes closed, and looked at Li Qingwei in front of him. His hands that moved the beads never stopped, but Li Qingwei could not feel the restlessness in his heart, although Abbot Tianming's face was still so kind.But his aura always gave Li Qingwei a sense of calm and prestige.

Maybe this is what a good monk looks like.

The former old monk said something beside the abbot. Abbot Tianming slowly opened his eyes, and he said: "Since benefactor Li has the desire to study, please invite him to go to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Brother Wu Se , I will let you take Donor Li there."

"Yes~! I would like to abide by the decree of the law~" A monk stood up after speaking.

Li Qingwei looked at the reputation, and he looked up and down the monk in front of him. This monk was about 40 years old, with black beard and hair.Although he is a monk, he exudes a chivalrous spirit of the green forest.

"I didn't expect to see Zen Master Wuse, it's just his age. Oh~! That's right, Zen Master Wuse officially appeared in Yitianli. At that time, Guo Xiang was already a big girl, and Zen Master Wuse was naturally an old man. Now that Yang Guo is still a kid, Zen Master Wusei is naturally younger." Li Qingwei thought to himself.

Zen Master Wu Se walked past Li Qingwei, and said calmly: "The almsgiver, please come with the poor monk."

Li Qingwei stood up, bid farewell to Zen Master Tianming and the elders of Shaolin, and followed the footsteps of Zen Master Wuse to the outside of the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

At this time, I saw a monk sweeping the floor outside the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

This person is about in his early thirties. He is a tall and tall monk, elegant and elegant. If he is not bald and dressed in monk clothes, he seems to be a scholar.

At this time, Zen Master Wusei shouted: "Jueyuan! This Li Shi is going to the Buddhist scripture pavilion to read scriptures, so I will accompany you."

Hearing the name Jueyuan, Li Qingwei was very happy. He didn't expect to meet so many famous martial arts seniors during this trip to Shaolin Temple, as well as Zhang Sanfeng's master, Master Jueyuan.

Although he knew that he had nothing to do with Master Jueyuan now or in the future, Li Qingwei was still a little excited when he saw this famous eminent monk.

After all, this is the first quasi-five-jue expert he has seen here. He still remembers the long cry at the end of the Divine Condor when Master Jueyuan first appeared on the stage. I also admire it.

After losing the "Langa Sutra", Master Jueyuan voluntarily carried iron chains and iron buckets, carried water and cut firewood to pay for his sins every day, and Li Qingwei admired it very much.He is much more decent than Xuanci, Kongzhi and others.

And Master Jueyuan was also the one who opened the prelude to Yitian. His few last words before his death created two great schools of the world in later generations, one is Emei and the other is Wudang.

(End of this chapter)

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