The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

The mountains are full of red, and the forests are all dyed.

There are large tracts of maple trees planted on the mountain, standing proudly in the bleak autumn wind, ostentatiously dazzling.

The Shaolin Temple has been thoroughly cleaned up and down, even the copper rings on the gates have been polished and shiny, quietly welcoming guests.

The place where the lectures are not in the Shaolin Temple, but another lecture platform is set up outside the temple for many faithful men and women to listen to.The lectern is very large and can accommodate more people around it, so it must be extremely grand when you want to come and give a lecture.

However, it is not only because of the larger space outside the temple, but also because this generation of Shaolin Temple believes that women are evil and never allows women to enter the temple.

But those who believe in Bodhisattvas are mostly women, and those who give incense are never lenient, and most of them are women, so they have to make this concession.

Wuhua didn't explain the reason to Huamanlou and the little monk in detail, but just smiled and took them around Shaolin Temple.Abbot's Hall of the Sutra-Keeping Pavilion is absolutely forbidden to go to. Since the Shaolin Temple's "Langa Sutra" was stolen by Xiaoxiangzi and Yin Kexi, Shaolin Temple has become stricter in guarding the Sutra-Keeping Pavilion. Close, let alone outsiders?

"Sure enough, it is a famous temple through the ages. It is magnificent and different from other places." Hua Manlou sighed sincerely.

The Shaolin Temple stretches for hundreds of years, and there are countless unworldly masters and romantic figures, and even rescued the building several times. It is no exaggeration to call it the leader of the righteous way.Even if masters appear frequently in recent years, the younger generation such as Lu Xiaofeng, Chu Liuxiang, etc. are emerging, and Shaolin is gradually declining, it must not be underestimated.

Wuhua still didn't give up on making friends with the little monk, and she did enough to entertain guests. Not only did she lose that awkward deliberateness when speaking and doing things, but she also gave people a feeling of spring breeze.

However, it still failed to impress the little monk.

To use an inappropriate analogy, Wuhua's tenderness is like water, but the little monk's heart is like iron, and he will never waver.

Although Huamanlou likes to think of the good of people, it doesn't include Wuhua who was clearly hated by the little monk. No matter how understanding and gentle Wuhua is, it still can't change Huamanlou's view of him.

As the person in charge of this lecture, Wuhua is still very busy, and there are always affairs that need to be handled by him.But he still took time out of his busy schedule to show the little monk and Huamanlou a tour. On the surface, he said he didn't neglect the guests, but in fact, they were not the only two who came to this lecture, and he didn't see Wuhua treat the other guests like this. Generally "friendly".

If you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal. Even the young monk understands this truth.

But the little monk never understood what Wuhua wanted to do. There are thousands of Shaolin disciples in this generation, but only one Wuhua became famous. Proportionally speaking, it is absolutely impossible, but it just happened like this.

Wuhua will never allow other monks to have the same reputation as him, or even overwhelm him!

So he went to the south of the Yangtze River to meet the young monk by chance, and invited the young monk to participate in the lecture. Naturally, it was not a coincidence, but he had planned it long ago.

If the little monk is easy to deceive and treat him as a confidant elder, then he can gain the help of a martial arts not weaker than Ye Gucheng; The same as those senior brothers!

Although I don't know what kind of plot Wuhua has, it doesn't prevent the little monk from being vigilant.In the eyes of the little monk, Wu Hua basically engraved the words "I have a conspiracy" on her face to announce to the world.

However, although Wuhua is not very good, Suzhai is not bad, and he has obtained six or seven points of the true biography of Master Bitter Gourd, which is enough to satisfy the little monk.

With this seven consecutive days of vegetarian fasting, the little monk can forgive Wuhua's small calculations - only before today.

Eat as much as you want, the little monk has not forgotten what he is here for, who wants to listen to a bunch of bald heads saying that good causes and good results can lead to Bodhi, he is here to investigate Master's past!

This investigation is really difficult. If you ask if there are old monks with high martial arts and high age, then there are too many in Shaolin Temple, but such old monks are also of high seniority, how can they be talked about casually?What's more, if there is no secret, why should the master of the little monk live alone on the mountain and be isolated from the world.

The investigation was blocked, but the young monk was not discouraged. He happily ate, slept and ran out to play every day, waiting for the official start of the lecture.

Thinking that Wuhua had worked so hard to invite the young monk, if there was any conspiracy, it would be at this lecture meeting, right?

Two or three days passed in a flash, and on the day when the lecture officially started, all kinds of carriages were parked around, and everyone was dressed up to attend with pious eyes, and the young monk was dumbfounded.

Not to mention that the little monk has never seen such a formation, even Huamanlou is rare, so it is quite novel.In order to avoid the turbulent flow of people, the little monk looked around, trying to find a good place.

If you can't find it, you can only stand on the tree, right?

The little monk raised his head and stared at the thick and thin tree trunks that were hugged by the two of them, ready to move.

Before the little monk could actually put it into action, Wu Hua, who was careful and careful, seemed to have expected it, and sent someone to find the seat, and asked Master Shi Xin and the young man to move.

"Why do I feel weird?" The little monk followed the little novice in front towards the lectern, and whispered to Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou also whispered to the little monk, "Don't be afraid, what can he do in public?"

The little monk cared too much about Wu Hua, and Hua Manlou felt that this was not a good thing.

It's okay to be vigilant, but you can't make your heart tense up.

The little monk remained silent, and quietly touched the Zen stick that was carried behind his back, and then he felt relieved.

The location arranged by Wuhua is really good, not only has a great view, but also is far away from the crowd, which is much better than the tree that the little monk thought.

The only bad thing is that the people sitting next to him are all bald, and they all read the scriptures at a glance, and they are the standard monks who say "I hear it like this".

The lecture begins.

Wuhua is indeed the most outstanding disciple of this generation of Shaolin. When he talks on the stage, it seems that the world is also silent, and the chirping of birds is accompanied by his clear voice, which is really unique.

However, Hua Manlou's estimate was a bit wrong, precisely because it was a large audience, Wu Hua was more unscrupulous.

"This time, the poor monk specially invited Master Shixin to give a passage of the "Ksitigarbha Sutra". Although Master Shixin is young, he is born with a Buddha's heart and has unique insights into the scriptures. You can meditate Listen." Wu Hua smiled gently and kindly, her face full of compassion.

"?" The invitation was too abrupt, and the little monk stayed where he was.

Wuhua is not such a reckless person, but the little monk made him feel a great crisis, young, malleable, and most importantly, his martial arts are higher than most people.

The letters from the desert have been three consecutive reprimands and urgings. Wuhua has not yet had the capital to resist that person, so she can only obey her orders.

Nangong Ling's progress is much smoother than his. In another year, the Beggar Gang will be owned by Nangong Ling. Even now, the Beggar Gang has become Nangong Ling's monopoly.

Only Wuhua, who has high hopes, can't even take down a Shaolin abbot, and even rumors that she would rather consider not being a Shaolin disciple at all to relieve her heart!

Although his actions were sudden, they were not without trace.Only the little monk and Hua Manlou didn't know about letting Shi Xin take the stage. The other Shaolin disciples had heard Wu Hua's explanation a long time ago, and even felt that Wu Hua was really kind.

Because it can be said to be a great honor to be able to speak on stage on such an occasion, and who would not yearn for it among Buddhist disciples?In the eyes of these young disciples, Wuhua is the most generous person with her impartial and selfless appearance.

Wouldn't it be selfless to pave the way for those who are not Shaolin disciples?Being able to treat one's own friends well is nothing, but being able to do one's best for strangers is the rarest thing, and Wu Hua did it!

Therefore, a move like Wuhua's would not only embarrass the little monk, but also improve his reputation by the way. It was definitely a profitable business.

As for Huamanlou?Although Huamanlou's martial arts were not weak, he didn't want to consider himself a Jianghu person. The only troublesome thing was Lu Xiaofeng who had a good relationship with them. But Lu Xiaofeng himself was in trouble, so why would he come to him for such a trivial matter?

What's more, even if he went out to tell the truth, someone had to believe it.

After today, everyone knows Master Shi Xin's "innate Buddha heart". Wuhua and Shi Xinmo did not know each other before.You must know that in the Jianghu, only Master Shi Xin with excellent roots is the saying that he is a martial arts genius!

Where did Wu Hua know that, it must be Shi Xin bragging for the limelight!

Wuhua's reputation in the arena is not the same as that of the young monk who rose up in the past. He has managed it bit by bit for decades. With his good reputation, how can anyone doubt him?

So with this trick, Wuhua not only won't lose a bit, but can even kill two birds with one stone, perfectly achieving her goal!

There was a pure smile on Wuhua's face, and the warm yellow sunlight shone and fell on his white jade-like face, creating a transparent halo.

"Master Shixin, clear it up." Wuhua took a few steps back, leaving the huge lectern to the unprepared young monk.