Jin Yong world explosion

Time passed by like this again, and a few days passed again, and on this day, when Xiaolong was still training the little monk coloring in his spare time, he suddenly saw that Kongwen, the three great monks, did not invite him. Zilai entered his own room, seeing the slightly excited expressions on the faces of the three of them at this time, Xiaolong had already vaguely guessed their purpose in his heart, but even so, he still didn't like it. He raised his voice and asked.

"The three great monks are all here, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Li, I, Shaolin, have decided to accept your conditions. Then please immediately follow me into the Sutra Pavilion to look through the classics. It is a very important matter, so it is inconvenient to take out of the Sutra Pavilion, please forgive me!"

Although Shaolin's reaction did not exceed Xiaolong's expectations, he still couldn't hide the joy in his heart, so he immediately stood up and said.

"In that case, let's set off immediately!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that Mr. Li is also a quick-tempered person!"

Seeing the little dragon in front of him looking eager to try, Nakong Wen Shenseng and others couldn't help but smile, and while they were joking, they couldn't help feeling slightly in their hearts: He was still a kid in his 20s, and it was only because of his status and strength that people unknowingly ignored him.

But at this moment, seeing Xiaolong's impatience, the three great monks did not dare to neglect him.When even turned around to lead the way, while the little dragon turned around and told him not to neglect his daily homework, he followed the three of them out.

While walking all the way, the three of them quickly came to the door of the main hall of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. Facing the three big characters of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion written on the plaque above their heads, Xiaolong couldn't help but I began to feel more and more emotional. After all, I came in secretly at the beginning. In the vague tension in my heart, I didn't have time to carefully figure out the mystery of those three characters, but now I see it.These three big characters not only look magnificent.What's more, there is a hint of compassion in the vagueness, but there is a hint of the mystery of heaven and earth hidden in the flying dragons and phoenix dances, which makes Xiaolong unable to help being infatuated for a while. [

Seeing Xiaolong's appearance like this, Nakongwen and the three looked at each other.They all showed a smile to each other.There was a clear sense of pride hidden in it.It wasn't until Xiaolong slowly moved his eyes away from the three big characters of the Sutra Pavilion that Nakongwen couldn't help but say.

"Mr. Li is indeed a predestined person. You must know that the three big characters of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion were written by the ancestor Bodhidharma at the time. At the beginning, he saw that the heavens and the people were displaced, but he hoped that the monks in the temple could rely on this Buddhist scriptures pavilion. The classics in it are here to save all beings, so he wrote these three words with his great compassion!"

"Hehe! It made Master laugh!"

Inadvertently, Xiaolong gently wiped away a trace of tears remaining in the corner of his eyes, and then he couldn't help but smiled at Kong Wen behind him, and such actions fell into the eyes of Kong Wen behind him, but It made him feel even more relieved in his heart, and he even proclaimed the Buddha's name in a low voice!

In fact, when looking at this picture, Xiaolong couldn't help but feel that his soul had penetrated the layers of time and space in a vague way. In a trance, he seemed to see the countless corpses piled up in the mountains amidst the continuous war. Even in the distance, one could vaguely hear the continuous pitiful howling, and against this background, a thin monk wearing a white monk robe, with a face full of pity, was chanting While writing the scriptures, the wraith was continuously sent to the bliss in the distance, but at the same time, he wrote these three words with great effort, and finally passed away silently with his flesh and blood.

Before he knew it, Xiaolong seemed to feel that he had become that monk. Although his heart was full of grief and pity, but he couldn't do anything because of himself. That kind of grief, indignation and embarrassment made Xiaolong never feel He deeply felt the past, so he couldn't help it, and he couldn't help but shed a tear.

Seeing Xiaolong's appearance like this, the two Kong Zhi and Kong Xing who were behind couldn't help but exchanged glances with each other indiscriminately, but they could both see the subtle gratification in each other's eyes.

Originally, although the two had to accept Xiaolong's suggestion of exchanging martial arts due to the situation, they were always afraid in their hearts that the other party would rely on Shaolin's superb skills to commit crimes and kill evil outside. The three of them may not be able to atone for their sins even if they die a hundred times.

But seeing that Xiaolong actually passed the handwriting of the original patriarch at this time and had a mysterious connection with the compassionate mood of the patriarch thousands of years ago, this is a miracle that Shaolin has never had in thousands of years. The abbot can read all the classics of Shaolin, among which there are many written by Bodhidharma, but such a mysterious state has never been produced. Could it be that this is also God's will in the dark?Maybe it is in a certain time and space outside the sky that the Patriarch Nadharma is watching all this, and he has already recognized Xiaolong long ago?

This made the three monks who finally made the decision couldn't help feeling a little bit of comfort in their hearts. Immediately, Na Kongwen didn't hesitate anymore, stepped forward and gently opened the closed door, and then said to Xiaolong.

"Mr. Li, please!"

At this time, because of the inexplicable touch caused by his soul traveling through time and space before, Xiaolong couldn't help feeling a kind of solemn reverence for Shaolin, and felt that he had become a person in front of the wide door. It was so insignificant like never before, seeing the dazzling array of ancient books in the hall, Xiaolong couldn't help but concentrate, and then stepped forward lightly, his steps were so light, as if he was afraid of disturbing his deep sleep The immortal heroic spirits in it are like.

And when Xiaolong stepped into the hall, he saw a skinny figure slowly moving towards him from a distance. When he got closer, he found that it was an old monk. In his hand, he was holding a broom that looked almost as old as himself, and then looked at the people present with a pair of dim eyes.

"Master, excuse me!"

Seeing that the old monk turned out to be the old sweeping monk who had met him more than once before, Xiaolong couldn't help feeling a little reverence in his heart, and then said to the other party respectfully with his hands clasped together, under this salute But it is completely from the heart, and there is no falsehood at all. [

Seeing that Xiaolong was so respectful to an old monk who was sweeping the floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, Kong Wen, Kong Zhi, and Kong Xing beside him couldn't help being a little surprised in their hearts. During the time, even though they didn't have a deep relationship with Xiaolong, these three great monks were well-known people even in the Buddhist sect. They couldn't see that although Xiaolong appeared calm and modest on the surface, he was also a high-spirited person in his heart. Proud people, even the three of them have never received such a sincere gift of respect from Xiaolong, but now they are facing an old monk who has no seniority in the temple, but he shows such respect. Look, is it possible that this old monk really has something special?

Thinking of this, the three monks couldn't help but looked at each other carefully for a while, but they saw that the old monk was not only old, his muscles were loose, and even his steps were vain, as if a gust of wind was about to blow him away. The other party was overwhelmed, how could he look like a worldly expert?But this time the three of them became more and more amazed in their hearts.

In fact, how did they know that Xiaolong's obeisance was not only to respect the other party's profound martial arts cultivation, but even Xiaolong vaguely figured that even though he had never witnessed the cultivation of Nadharma Patriarch with his own eyes, compared with this old monk Even if there is a difference, it will definitely not be very big, but what Xiaolong really respects is actually the other party's open minded state of mind and his compassionate heart.

After all, with the previous epiphany experience in front of the plaque written by Bodhidharma himself, Xiaolong felt more and more deeply about his heart, and the boundless compassion was what Xiaolong really admired in his heart.

"The benefactor is very polite!"

Facing Xiaolong's courteousness, the old monk just smiled faintly, and then he bowed and replied, but seeing that the presiding monk Kongwen and Kongzhi were right in front of him, he bowed the same, and then Said.

"See the host and the two heads!"

It seems that the state of mind of this old monk has really reached the point of "hue". Even if the royal relatives are by his side, he will definitely treat each other with courtesy like other ordinary people, without any embarrassment at all. It is special, and the three monks of Nakongwen obviously know the other party's state of mind, and since he first entered the temple, the other party has been guarding the Buddhist scriptures pavilion until now, even if he does not have any seniority, but the three monks But people didn't dare to neglect at all, the three of them saluted each other almost in unison, and then said.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

"This is the rare secret book of the 'King Kong Immortal Physical Art', please read it, Abbot!"

At this time, I saw that the old monk had already taken out an antique thread-bound book from his bosom, then handed it to Kong Wen and said.

"Mr. Li, this is the magic book, please read it! Due to the restrictions of the sect, Mr. this book cannot be taken out of the main hall of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, so please return it immediately after memorizing it! If there is any inconvenience, please return it. Forgive me!"

After flipping through it slightly, Abbot Kongwen couldn't help but nodded slightly, then turned around and handed it to Xiaolong, and said with a trace of apology.