The meaning of Yang Yi quickly asked Er Xiao and Er Murong to fight. After playing two defeats, he rolled up quickly. But the more the four peerless masters did not dare to act lightly again.
The four people could not help but open the two sides, and they were in a corner with the sheep.
Xiao Yuanshan asked: "Senior, who are you? How long have you been in Shaolin Temple? Why ... I have never heard of seniors on the rivers and lakes?"
He originally wanted to say ‘Why did I hide in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for thirty years and never saw you.’
Sheep continued to answer deeply: "Who am I? I have forgotten. I only remember that when I first came to Shaolin Temple, the monk of Lingmen was less than nine years old. Since then, I have swept the floor in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
"
Everyone's scalp is numb, and Xiao Yuanshan is like a thunderous.
Don't look at the newly dead abbot of Xuanci, who is slightly inferior to martial arts, but the prestige of the Central Plains of Shaolin Temple is beaten by the abbot of Lingmen. No one dares to accept it.
When Lingmen is less than nine years old? The Lingmen Fang's silence is almost forty years. This predecessor is an old -fashioned monk! In fact, the Lingxiu monk Yang Goro will have to be 135 years old if he lives now.
The sheep recalled the situation of Yang Gulang one by one, and quickly said, and then said to Xiao Yuanshan: "I remember the 49th year of the sweeping floor here, and you sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for the first time to read a book. That day you read it.
Is it "No Blame Refers", right? "
Xiao Yuanshan's body was numb: "You ... you ... you ..."
"The second time after three days, it is a" Prajna Pacific "..."
Next, the sheep pointed out one by one when Xiaoyuan Mountain came in what day. In fact, he remembered that it was not very accurate, but the key Xiao Yuanshan himself could not remember.
Xiaoyuan Mountain is moving and bloody.
Sheep refers to Meng Ergu Zhimo after another: "There is still you, slap ... You are less, but every time you come, the book turns messy.
Leave 5,000 two silver book management fees for Shaolin Temple. "
Kumo is stupid: "..."
One finger Meng Sanmong Bo: "You come to the latest, but you are the most serious about reading. I stand behind you a few times, but you can see it behind you, but you can see it.
When you go out and drowns, hide the book, and you wo n’t find it after the urine comes back. "
Murong Boqiang swallowed the blood that flushed to his throat and swallowed again, and swallowed three.
Meng, one, two or three was shocked, and the monks of Shaolin Temple were shocked. The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was sneaked into the scripture for nearly 30 years, but we did n’t know ourselves. Is it a waste? Fortunately, there are Shi Bo (ancestor) secretly sitting in the town,
Otherwise, if the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is moved out, we can only see the Buddha.
No one dared to act at the scene, even breathing was soft. Only the continuous crispy sounds of ‘crackling’ were heard after hearing the flying worms, and the fragrance of barbecue was filled in the air.
The courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was caught in a thrilling cold field.
This is very unfavorable to the high deepness of Yang Yi. He must hit the iron while it is hot. So, sheep said to Xiao Yuanshan again: "The layman is addicted to martial arts, but the authentic Dharma is ignored.
In today's world, there are a lot of books that are read, and no one can surpass sheep. Although most of him can't understand it at all, it is useless to understand. It is true that you can see more.
Sheep gradually pointed out that the inappropriateness and rebellion of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's martial arts have a small part of it, because in the insights of martial arts, he has four hundred years. But most of them are purely nonsense.
The noun stacked, mixed with Buddhism, martial arts, and Confucianism, as well as Byzantine philosophy mathematics astronomy, Greek mythology, right -angle and other waist triangles ...
Really fakes are the most harmful to the mixing together, because there is no way to distinguish which are right and wrong. It is endless, and no one can understand, including the sheep yourself.
But people are always like this, especially those who like unknown and mysteries. For the more obscure knowledge, the more profound and more enthusiastic, the more enthusiastic about pursuing and convinced.
It doesn't matter if you don't understand, but you can't let others find that you don't understand.
No one will admit that he can't do it in public, and the man is particularly hard, so everyone present is constantly making a expression of realization.
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are the most interested in everyone, otherwise it is impossible to read for decades like thieves. I think of my eyes as myopia. The senior martial artists have fallen in the direction of pedantic and old -fashioned.
They did not pretend to understand forcibly, but were frustrated, far colder than Menggu's ice cellar, and with the words of sheep, they continued to show off, and their hearts continued to sink.
I originally thought that I had learned the advanced martial arts textbooks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, and practiced it for thirty years according to this. I thought that a pair of fists was enough to sweep the world, because only a little bit of it thirty years ago.
But this old predecessor ..., let's not say anything else, but after observing for nearly thirty years, I knew nothing, so I threw me out of the Yellow River plus a Taihang.
There is also such mysterious martial arts theory, which makes them feel that they have practiced their lives for a lifetime, but they are purely two ignorant and stupid ants below the universe.
What is invincible in the world? Fart!
What is the use of Xi Wu? Low!
What does it mean to hate the country's hatred? Boring!
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo have fought for more than two hours. Even at this time, the body created by the stainless steel was bruised at this time.
Now that the martial arts theory of the sheep is destroyed in an instant, they can't help but spit out a blood.
"puff--"
Yang Yi: "Look, I'm right, right?"
The two sprayed three more, and the scene was quite moving.
Sheep: "Look, see, what am I talking about?"
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo collapsed, pushing Jinshan to kneel in front of the sheep: "Master, I was wrong, please give me a fans."
"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and the other is the shore. My Buddha is compassionate, and the sentient beings will naturally spend you."
"Xiao Yuanshan (Murongbo) is willing to worship the predecessors as a teacher, convert to my Buddha, no longer nostalgia for the vulgar world, but also begging the master to fulfill."
The sheep was relieved: "It's good to say it is good to say, in the morning and evening of the Buddha, the fragrance, Brahma ... what, what, sincerity is spirit, good to say ... Amitabha ~."
The monks surrounding the monks hurried together: "Amitabha ~". The atmosphere was very successful.
Sheep said: The Master Gavras was too right, and the knowledge was really power.
Then he looked at Xiao Feng and Murong Fu: "What about you? Would you like to be a brother together?"
Bei Xiaofeng and Nan Murong are stupid.
After all, Dad did not die, and it was even more difficult to find. This has not been reunited well. I haven't started to revenge (recovery).
It is really hard to imagine that their dad shaved a gourd with six scars on their heads.
Two north -south heroes crying loudly. "Daddy, what do you want to be a monk? You don't want a son ..."
Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, who were in the heart, kneeled there to ignore the ears, as if they didn't know it at all. At this time, it was the most impulsive and firm moment they became a monk.
I can't shake it.
The sheep looked at Xiao Feng and Murong Fu cordially, and there were other nonsense in the belly. He planned to talk about this section of the objective idealism of Plato and the metaphysics of Aristotle.
After all, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were young and vigorous, and they did not have the experience of the night drilling Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. They did not perceive the sheep's ghosts, so they were not as awed by their dads when they faced the sweeping monk.
"The world is concept and reality ..."
Murong Fu gritted his teeth and stood up with a red eye: "Demon monk, why do you use demon words to confuse my father to give up his ideal into the empty door? Today I fight with you, old bald donkey, come to life ~~!"
Sheep one: "..."
Chapter completed!