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Chapter 208 The Crazy Monk (1)

Tian Xuanji laughed for a long while, and finally stopped, stretched out his hand to call the innkeeper, and handed him a bank note. The innkeeper was still timid, afraid that the old man in front of him who just laughed when he had nothing to do would slap himself to death When Wen Tao faced the six strong men, he didn't see the old man's movements, but the shopkeeper could see clearly. The scary-looking old man spurted out a sip of wine, and the old man flying in the air ate with tofu The skin was like skin, and countless blood holes were sprayed out, and the little girl was even worse.

Thinking of that weak and boneless little girl, the shopkeeper sighed, what a young and beautiful girl, with a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance, with a hint of coquettishness flashing from her eyes from time to time, she is really a stunner, what a pity, Hold on to the old man, when the old man stands up, the little girl is like an earthworm broken into seventeen or eight sisters, the more she misses the shopkeeper, the more she feels pity.

"You are still not satisfied with giving you so much?" Who is Tian Xuanji, how could he not hear the shopkeeper's sigh?
"Ah?! No, no, sir, I'm satisfied, very satisfied!" The shopkeeper was startled when he heard Tian Xuanji's words, and quickly nodded and bowed, expressing that he was absolutely satisfied.

"Hmph." Tian Xuanji snorted, the shopkeeper felt as if he had been hit with a big hammer, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Frightened and horrified, the shopkeeper grabbed the bank note in his hand and ran towards the distance with one foot deep and one foot shallow. , still standing there blankly like a fool.

The inn had already collapsed, and the street was not a good place to talk because there were people coming and going. Tian Xuanji took the lead, bypassing the crowd of onlookers, and went to another inn, followed by the three of Wen Tao.

"Boy, you must be very curious now." Tian Xuanji sat down and looked at Wen Tao with a proud face.

"That's right, this junior has a lot of doubts in his heart, and I hope that the senior can solve it for the junior." Wen Tao smiled, cupped his hands and said.

Tian Xuanji stroked his white beard, and said after a long while: "Forget it, since you and I are destined, I will tell you an old story, I don't know what you want to hear."

"The junior wants to know who the old stubborn senior and senior Nie are talking about, and why are you so afraid when you mention him?" Wen Tao asked after pondering for a moment.

"I knew you would definitely ask this question, so I'm going to say it, but what I said today, the three of you are absolutely not allowed to leak out, otherwise don't blame the old man for being cruel." Tian Xuanji said with a solemn expression on his face. Along with Tian Xuanji's words, a fierce coercion rushed towards him.

With the affirmation of the three people, Tianxuanji slowly opened the conversation, "Speaking of that old stubborn, I have to talk about Shaolin Temple first. Shaolin Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and Zen and Wuzong have always had conflicts. Hundreds of years ago, the two sects of Chan and Wushu Conflicts arose, and finally the Shaolin Temple was split into two courtyards, the North and the South."

Tianxuanji uniquely had a loud and magnetic voice, as if there was a kind of magical power that brought the three of them into the rivers and lakes he said.

Because of the different philosophies in the North and South Shaolin, they never get in touch with each other. A hundred years ago, there was a genius who practiced martial arts in the South Shaolin. At the age of more than ten, he had become a person who surpassed the peak of the two courts that day.

Genius is only in his twenties, and he has a vague tendency to compete in the world. In terms of martial arts, that person has no sense of accomplishment. Thinking about the conflict between the North and the South, the genius monk suddenly came up with an idea. Come from the same line, why don't you merge the two schools and bring Shaolin back to its peak?

The monk is a pragmatist, and he will do it when he thinks about it. However, if he wants to persuade the two houses to merge and get back together, force alone is not enough. What is more important is to overwhelm everyone in Buddhism. It may prompt the two houses to sit down and talk.

For the ideal in his heart, the monk worked hard to comprehend Buddhism. However, there are advantages and disadvantages. The monk is a genius in martial arts, but when it comes to the understanding of Buddhism, the monk is no different from ordinary monks. The monk has studied Buddhism for seven years. Claiming to have thoroughly understood Buddhism, he summoned the abbots of the two colleges full of confidence, and challenged the masters of the two colleges with Zen and martial arts. If the monks can win both, everyone in the two colleges will sit down and discuss the merger of the two colleges with peace of mind.

Forced by the monk's force, Northern Shaolin had no choice but to agree to his condition. In the first fight, the monk undoubtedly won easily. Even when the monk stood on the field and let the masters of the northern and southern Shaolin attack him, no one could shake him. The monk's footsteps are slight.

The confident monk was very anxious and eager to start a debate on Buddhism. Like the first round, the Dharma was won easily, but it was not the monk who won, but an eminent monk in Northern Shaolin. Faced with all the Buddhist concepts put forward by the monk, the eminent monk did not hesitate. Can give answers one by one, but the point of view put forward by the eminent monk, the monk is helpless.

The monk who tasted the taste of failure for the first time did not lose his will, but inspired his inner unyielding will. For 30 years, during the 30 years, the monk never went down the mountain, never saw outsiders, and even himself was a martial artist. Let go of all learning, just to comprehend the Buddhadharma.

Hard work pays off, and 30 years later, that rebellious genius has become an old monk. This time, the monk did not gather everyone in the two houses, but invited the abbots of the two houses and several eminent monks to start an empty battle. In the previous fierce debate on Buddhism, this time, the monk succeeded. He used his excellent eloquence and wise views to fight several people with his own strength, and he saved the defeat of 30 years ago.

The abbots of the two colleges are people who keep their word. After seeing the monk's efforts, he was moved by the monk's sincerity. The North and South Shaolin finally abandoned the prejudice of hundreds of years and sat down for the first time to negotiate peace. Although the two colleges did not merge , but the relationship is quite harmonious. Disciples who are keen on martial arts can go to North Shaolin to learn authentic Buddhist exercises, and those who are infatuated with Buddhism can also go to South Shaolin to get advice from monks.

Today, Master Kongwen, the abbot of Southern Shaolin, is the beneficiary of that peace talk, and he is responsible for the Buddhist martial arts of Northern Shaolin and the classic Buddhism of Southern Shaolin.

But this is something later, let's return the lens to the monk.

After that peace talk, the monk deeply realized that force cannot conquer everything, and only thought is the ladder to promote the progress of all people in the world.

It is also like this that strengthened the monk's belief that the North and South Shaolin should be completely merged. Only by twisting into one rope can the prestige of Shaolin Temple be revived.

The monk thought so, and he did the same thing. Since then, the monk has become an ascetic monk. Starting from South Shaolin, the monk has gone through the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, from south to north, from east to west, and the land of thousands of miles in the south. Walk all over with one pair of feet.

(End of this chapter)