The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 37 The Old Monster of Shaolin Temple
On October [-]th, Songshan Mountain was already in a state of withering.

The lush green hills have already shed their new clothes, and there is little green at first glance.In the endless mountains, the gray-brown color has become the theme between heaven and earth.Between the ups and downs of the mountains, it looks like horned dragons lying prone on the ground.

Shaolin Temple is located in the hinterland of Mount Song, surrounded by winding mountains. Although there is an official road leading directly to the outside world, it is not easy for ordinary people to walk.

Since the temple was established here during the Northern Wei Dynasty, Shaolin Temple has experienced more than 1000 years of wind and rain.

Therefore, the endless ancient temples of Shaolin Temple seem to be full of simple and atmospheric historical charm.

It has been more than 100 years since Shaolin Temple closed the mountain gate in the event of Xuanci.Although they have not set foot in the rivers and lakes for more than 100 years, it does not mean that they have completely cut off contact with the outside world.After all, monks in Shaolin Temple are also human beings, and they also need food, drink, housing and transportation, and many things need to be purchased outside.

In addition, Shaolin Temple is very powerful, and various lay disciples will send an offering every year.This also ensures that even though the Shaolin Temple has been closed, it can still maintain a certain degree of control over the outside world.

Today, the world is changing. First Song Lizong cleaned up Buddhism, and then Taoism wanted to establish a Taoist Palace.

It can be said that none of these things escaped the Shaolin Temple's eyes and ears.

Shaolin Temple, Mahavira Hall.

Zen Master Tianming, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, gathered with all of you.Their expressions were dignified, and there was indescribable heaviness and anxiety in their eyes.

"Hey, a catastrophe is coming." Zen Master Tianming looked up at the top of the hall and sighed helplessly.

"Abbot, that Mo Zhenren came here with two hundred soldiers. Although the visitors may not be good, our Shaolin Temple is not a soft persimmon to be squeezed. We have gone through wind and rain for more than 1000 years, are we still afraid of a younger generation? "The head of the Arhat Hall snorted and said coldly.

"Senior Brother, this statement is wrong. Although Daoist Mo is young, he is not a simple person. We have heard about what happened in the north. Even if it is exaggerated, we can predict how peerless his cultivation is. If it really counts, I am afraid that Wang Chongyang back then will be inferior to him by three points." A middle-aged monk shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice.

Abbot Tianming sighed helplessly, and said with a bitter face: "Hey, you don't understand. The other party is not a bad comer this time, but wants to break our foundation."

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help looking at each other.

Broke the foundation of Shaolin Temple?

Did the abbot think too much, or did the other party really lose his mind and go crazy?Shaolin Temple has been established for more than 1000 years, and it can be regarded as having experienced disasters.But even if it is the most difficult thing, no one dares to say that the foundation of Shaolin Temple will be broken.

Abbot Tianming looked at everyone's unbelievable expressions, and the expression on his face became more and more bitter.

If it wasn't for the news from that person, I wouldn't have believed that each of the mere juniors would have such a big appetite that they wanted to swallow Shaolin Temple in one gulp.In other words, what the other party wants is not only Shaolin Temple, but the whole world!
"Abbot, do you have any news?" The head of the Arhat Hall said in a deep voice with a dignified expression.

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at Abbot Tianming cautiously, waiting for his answer.

Abbot Tianming nodded slightly, indicating that he had indeed received some information.

He chanted the Buddha's name with his eyes slightly closed, and then said in a deep voice: "Hey, the other party persuaded the current officials to build a Taoist palace that governs Taoism in the world. And the residence of the Taoist palace is Mount Song!"

"what!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.

They looked at each other with horror on their faces.

The other party was crazy, so he chose Songshan as the residence of the Taoist Palace.Shaolin has built a temple here for more than 1000 years, and this is the site of Shaolin Temple.

Abbot Tianming sighed, nodded and said: "Junior Brothers, you understand now. The other party not only wants to cause trouble, but also wants to break the foundation of my Shaolin Temple!"

"Abbot, let's fight with him. Shaolin Temple hasn't set foot in Jianghu for a hundred years, they really think Shaolin is lonely. If not." The head of Luohan Hall said this, closed his mouth and did not speak.

In the past, Shaolin was in the territory of the Kingdom of Jin, and with the fact that the Kingdom of Jin believed in the Quanzhen Sect even more, they naturally did not dare to stand out at will, for fear of becoming the target of the opponent's attack.

"Abbot, is there really no room for manoeuvre?" Someone asked bitterly after all, not wanting to break with Da Song.

Abbot Tianming shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Whether there is room for maneuver is not up to us, but to the other party. Now that the other party is powerful, it is not an easy matter to make them retreat."

When everyone heard the words, they lowered their heads in sorrow, and couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

Just when everyone fell silent, a stern voice suddenly sounded: "Please come out of the mountain, Patriarch!"

Ask the ancestor to come out of the mountain?

Abbot Tianming's expression changed slightly, and he narrowed his eyes to look at the head of the Arhat Hall, and a strange color flashed in it.The others looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what the meaning of the first seat of the Arhat Hall was.

"What does this mean?" The middle-aged monk asked in a deep voice, showing doubts.

"Amitabha, it's been a long time. About the ancestors, except for us old guys, not many people in the temple remember." The head of the Arhat Hall closed his eyes slightly, chanted the Buddha's name, and lightly Sighed lightly.

His wrinkled face showed the color of memories, and his long all-white eyebrows trembled slightly, as if he was in deep thought. He said slowly: "My ancestor became a monk in his sixties, and it has been more than 100 years ago. When the ancestor became a monk , it happened not long after the Great Song Dynasty moved to the south. Today, there is probably no one who is contemporaneous with the ancestor."

"Became a monk at the age of 60, has it been more than 100 years?" Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help exclaiming.

Doesn't that mean that the ancestor is at least 160 years old!
160 years old, in the history of Shaolin Temple, that is also a rare longevity.Even Taoism, which is famous for its health preservation, has few people who can live to more than 160.

Abbot Tianming was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "That's right, the ancestor is over 170 years old. He was also a man of great influence in the world more than 100 years ago."

"Amitabha, it is really the Buddha who protects me in Shaolin." Everyone was confirmed by the abbot, and there was no doubt in their hearts.They gave a Buddha's name with smiles on their faces, full of surprise in their hearts.

For the ancestor to be able to live to this day, he must have cultivated to the highest level.With the protection of such a big person, Shaolin Temple will be able to escape the catastrophe.

When everyone was discussing whether to invite the ancestor, there was a hurried shout from outside the door: "Abbot, it's not good. There are many soldiers outside the temple, and many people from the martial arts world who don't know their origins."

The abbot and all the heads looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

Come so fast!

(End of this chapter)