The Heavenly Venerate of the Great Antiquity

Song Yuanqiao originally wanted to go.

Zhang Sanfeng said, "If there are too many people there, Shaolin's vigilance will surely grow. It is better to go with fewer people."

The trio rode three horses and began to hit the road.

Shaolin is not far from Wudang, but it will take a few days. The three of them ignored the things on the road and kept hurrying.

After he was outside Shaolin and tied the horse, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the situation around him.When he was still young, he came here once, and it was just for fun, and he couldn't get through with the current state of mind.

Holding Zhang Wuji's hand, chatting with Ye Chen while walking up the mountain.

The two little monks were just passing by outside the gate, and Zhang Sanfeng quickly asked, "We are here to see the abbot, please let me know and say that Wudang Zhang Sanfeng is here."

After hearing Zhang Sanfeng's name, the little monk couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the three of them carefully.They only saw an old man with a gray beard, looking at them with a smile.

Zhang Sanfeng's reputation is well known in the arena, especially when he is older, he walks less in the rivers and lakes, and the two are more surprised and delighted to see him here.

One of the 940 little monks asked, "You, are you really Zhang Zhenren from Wudang?"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and nodded.

It may be that Zhang Sanfeng really has no air. The two little monks looked at each other and both shook their heads and looked at Zhang Sanfeng, "How can we trust you."

Zhang Sanfeng said, "Why do you doubt it? It's not good to pretend to be him, isn't it, it's really good that you can pretend to be."

The little monk still turned around and walked back to the temple.

After a while, I saw the abbot walking out with two disciples, followed by a dozen old monks wearing the same color.

Ye Chen could see at a glance that the monks who followed were not weak in martial arts.

Zhang Sanfeng stepped forward and saluted, "I'm sorry to bother the abbot to come out."

After the abbot returned the salute, he said, "Zhang Zhenren came from a long way, so I really don't understand what it means, whether there is something urgent."

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the abbot and said, "There is indeed an urgent need to ask the abbot for help."

"In that case, please come inside."

The old abbot walked in front and brought three people to a pavilion in the monastery, where the little monk served tea.

Ye Chen watched from the side, his brows couldn't help frowning, thinking about a Shaolin bald man, and Zhang Sanfeng, a centenarian, couldn't treat him with such etiquette.

Zhang Sanfeng just frowned, and then he immediately let out a smile.

The old abbot said, "Zhang Zhenren came here this time, and he should have been invited to enter the temple, but the temple has rules. People who have fled the temple are returning, and they are not allowed to enter. Otherwise, they will only be allowed to enter after being punished."

Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly. Back then, he entered Shaolin, but he felt that Shaolin's life was really boring, so he left here.And he didn't shave his hair at that time, just lived here temporarily, and he couldn't be said to be a Shaolin disciple.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng didn't care at all, the old abbot was a little angry.

"Zhang Zhenren came here this time, is it because of martial arts?"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned for a moment, but nodded with a smile, and said, "That's true. The old abbot also said just now that I stayed in the Shaolin Temple, and at that time I felt that the martial arts scriptures of the Shaolin Temple are extensive and profound."

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Ye Chen, who was beside him, almost laughed out loud, this Zhang Sanfeng really is getting more and more hot as he gets older, and he knows that he should say something nice first.

"Before I was young, I was fortunate enough to speak about the Jiuyang Zhenjing by the colorless abbot. I knew that this book was important for internal cultivation, but I didn't study it at the beginning, and I really regretted it."

The old abbot said coldly, "With Zhang Zhenren's martial arts rest, how can I miss the opportunity. And now that there is no party in the world, I will put other martial arts in my eyes."

Ye Chen listened, he knew that the grievances between Shaolin and Wudang were a bit deep in the past few years, and now Zhang Sanfeng sent them up, Zhang Sanfeng's tone has always been gentle, but the old abbot's words really tasted more and more ugly (bcfc).

So, Ye Chen couldn't help but said, "The world's martial arts is originally a family, why is it so clear that today, a centenarian, who has come so far, just wants to meet the abbot and ask for martial arts, why do you do this? Making things difficult."

The faces of the people behind the old abbot immediately changed when they heard this.

They don't know Ye Chen, but Zhang Sanfeng is here, with Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts, so many of them may not be opponents.And the other party came with three people again. Of course, they only recognized Zhang Sanfeng, and they thought it would be a scam.

A monk with a big head said, "Since that's the case, you came here this time to challenge your door. Our more than [-] Shaolin disciples may not lose to you."

When the group of monks behind them heard it, they all rioted unconsciously.

Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly said, "Don't misunderstand everyone, we came here this time because we really have something to ask for. Although I had read the Jiuyang Zhenjing, I just read it roughly, and I didn't understand many things in it. You are all eminent monks who got it. , so come to ask, please let me know.”

After speaking, Zhang Sanfeng stood up and bowed deeply.

Zhang Sanfeng, as a generation of martial arts masters, was so polite to them this time, everyone was a little surprised for a while, and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The old abbot quickly stood up, returned a salute, and said, "Zhang Zhenzhen is really joking. Our juniors' cultivation in martial arts is far from that of Zhang Zhenren. How dare you take on the word of advice."

Zhang Sanfeng knew that he came here this time just to read a scripture, which would indeed lead to a misunderstanding in Shaolin. After thinking for a while, he still told Zhang Wuji's experience, saying that only by learning Jiuyang Shengong would he be able to save his life.

Moreover, if Shaolin agreed, Zhang Sanfeng was willing to take out Wudang's meridians in exchange.

The old abbot bowed his head and thought for a while, and said, "The world's martial arts comes from Shaolin, and our Shaolin martial arts collection, this disciple can never finish learning it in a lifetime, this time Zhang Zhenren's martial arts exchange, the martial arts people who don't know the truth in the future, will definitely know the truth. There are slanderous rumors that Wudang's academics are superior to Shaolin, and he can't afford this reputation."

Hearing what the old abbot said, Ye Chen stood up directly, claiming to be an eminent monk, but he turned out to be such a small belly.

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Chapter [-] Raising the Shaolin Temple

The Shaolin monk originally thought that Ye Chen was just Zhang Sanfeng coming out, and the person beside him with a bag didn't even look at him, but this time a small attendant even stood up.