Liu Ziqiu exclaimed in surprise: "Shaoshi Mountain! Shaolin Temple! Master Tan Zong?"
Yuchi Gong was surprised and said: "What? Second brother, do you know Master Tan Zong?"
The story of the Thirteen Stick Monks who saved the King of Qin is widely circulated. Tan Zong is the leader of the Thirteen Stick Monks. How could Liu Ziqiu not know about it? But that was probably ten years later. If it were told now, it would indeed be a bit shocking.
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Liu Ziqiu coughed twice, shook his head and said, "That's not true. I heard that all the monks in Shaolin Temple are highly skilled in martial arts. Master Tan Zong can make a fifty-six kilogram water-milled Zen staff, so he must be really good at it."
Yuchi Gong laughed and said: "There are indeed many monks practicing martial arts in this temple, but it would be an exaggeration to say that all of them are highly skilled in martial arts. I am originally from Shanyang County, Mayi County. I came here because of the reputation and have seen a lot.
There are only three or four monks who can really appreciate a monk's skill, Master Tan Zong is one of them."
"Listen to what the eldest brother said, I also want to meet this master Tanzong. Aren't the eldest brothers going to give away the Zen staff? Why don't you go." Even though Liu Ziqiu said so, he felt a murmur in his heart. You are a Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
He is one of the top eighteen heroes in the world. How many of them can you like?
Yu Chigong had a fiery temperament and immediately said: "Okay, you wait, I will get the Zen staff and I will come."
Huayun jumped up and said, "I'm going too, I'm going too."
Gui Hai begged them but hesitated and said: "Brothers, we are soldiers, it is inevitable that our hands will be stained with blood, but we dare not believe in Buddhism."
"Don't worry, Liu doesn't believe in Buddhism." Liu Ziqiu said, taking out a piece of silver from his arms, weighing about ten taels, and stuffed it into Gui Haiqiu's hand, "Brothers have been miserable these days.
Brother Gui, take everyone around the town and find a tavern to reward everyone. Two hours later, we will still be here to collect them all."
"No, no, no, how can I ask for your money?" Gui Haiqiu declined, but he had already accepted it and said with cupped hands, "Thank you very much, brothers, let's go!"
At this time, Yu Chigong had already walked out of the shop, carrying a bright Zen staff on his shoulder, and said loudly: "Brother, let's go up the mountain!"
Songshan Mountain is bounded by Taishi Mountain to the east and Shaoshi Mountain to the west, each with thirty-six peaks. The Shaolin Temple was built in the dense forest at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, hence its name. Liu Ziqiu and Hua Yun followed Yu Chigong through the forest path, and there were no bustling tourists.
, and there are no hawkers shouting and selling. The tranquility highlights the solemnity and solemnity, which makes people worship.
The three of them climbed up the steps and suddenly saw two monks coming out of the mountain gate. They looked up and said, "Which master is this weapon for, Donor Yuchi?"
"Is Master Tanzong in the temple?" Yuchigong has lived in the town for a long time and is quite familiar with the temple. He recognized these two monks as monks in the temple. He bowed in return but asked, "Two masters,
The sun is shining brightly, but there are no guests coming, so why are you still here?"
One person laughed and said: "Recently, an eminent monk and his disciples have stayed in the temple. This morning, they suddenly said that a distinguished guest would be visiting at noon, and ordered me and I to welcome him here."
Another person stretched his neck and glanced behind them. The forest path was empty, and there was no one left. He said impatiently: "Tan Zong is in the pagoda behind the temple. Go quickly and don't block the way of the distinguished guests."
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Hua Yun had a bad temper and clenched his fists to get angry. Yuchi Gong knew that these monks who knew the guest were the most snobbish, so he hurriedly grabbed him, and when he was about to persuade him, he saw a young monk coming out of the temple.
The young monk was only six or seven years old, and I didn't see him running. However, he came very quickly. In a blink of an eye, he was approaching and said to the two monks who knew the guests: "Brothers, the master asked me to ask why the distinguished guests have arrived.
Aren't you going to let him in?"
The two guest-knowing monks looked at each other and said in unison: "We have been waiting here for a long time, and apart from this Yuchi benefactor, we have never seen any distinguished guests come."
The young monk's eyes swept across the faces of Liu Ziqiu and the others, and suddenly asked: "Who is Yuchi's benefactor?"
Yuchi Gong said with great joy: "Could it be that I am the distinguished guest they are talking about?"
There was clearly some excitement in his tone.
"Since the two of them know the benefactor, he must be a frequent visitor to the temple and must not be the person the master said he was." But the young monk shook his head, stared at Liu Ziqiu and Hua Yun for a long time, and suddenly nodded to Liu Ziqiu and said
, "Dear guest, please come with the young monk."
Hua Yun was dissatisfied, took a step forward and asked, "I don't know them either, so why am I not a distinguished guest?"
The young monk suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Donor, please stop, you are not welcome in the temple!"
Hua Yun paid no attention to him and waved his palm to move him. Unexpectedly, the little monk was as stable as a mountain and could not move him this time. Hua Yun became angry and hit him hard. After all, the monk was young and could not resist, staggering backward.
Fall.
Liu Ziqiu, with quick eyes and quick hands, supported the young monk and said to Hua Yun: "Third brother, don't be unreasonable, just wait here for me!"
Hua Yun still wanted to rush in, but two Zhike monks stood in front of him, one on the left and the other on the right. They clasped their hands and said in unison: "Donor, please stop. The junior fellow just now is the disciple of the eminent monk. His words can even affect the abbot of this temple."
Everyone needs to listen. Even if the donor forces his way in, he will be driven out by random sticks, so please come back!"
However, Yuchi Gong knew that there were many warrior monks in the temple, so he also advised: "Forget it, third brother, why bother to be angry? Come with me to the Tallinn to see Master Tanzong."
The young monk took Liu Ziqiu into the temple gate, but did not go to the main hall, but walked to a remote place. Liu Ziqiu saw that he was walking so fast that ordinary men might not be able to catch up with him, so he couldn't help but secretly marveled, and asked: "Little Master, what is the law?"
How to call it?"
The young monk did not stop at his feet, put his palms together and said: "Little monk Hongren of Dalin Temple in Shuangfeng Mountain."
Liu Ziqiu couldn't help being surprised. He remembered the name of the fifth ancestor of Zen Buddhism and called him Hongren. He couldn't help but ask: "What do you call your respected master?"
Hong Ren suddenly stopped, recited a Buddhist name, and said, "Master Daoxin."
Liu Ziqiu was a little confused.
He didn't believe in Buddhism, so he didn't know much about Buddhism. He only knew that Bodhidharma founded the Zen Sect in China, so Bodhidharma was the founder of Zen Buddhism. After Bodhidharma, it was passed down to the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, and then it was divided into five sects, so
There are no more Seventh Patriarch and Eighth Patriarch.
The reason why he knew Hongren came from a story. Hongren's eldest disciple was named Shenxiu, but Hongren wanted to pass the mantle to his younger disciple Huineng, which triggered a split in the Zen sect. Later, under the pressure of Shenxiu, Huineng had to leave.
In the south, Zen Buddhism was divided into "Southern Nengbeixiu" and finally became five sects. As for the second, third and fourth ancestors before Hongren, Liu Ziqiu knew nothing about it. And why Liu Ziqiu remembered this story is because
This is related to a martial arts secret book.
It is said that Patriarch Damo passed down two scriptures, one is "Yi Jin Sutra" and the other is "Marrow Washing Sutra". "Yi Jin Jing" has been kept in Shaolin Temple, while "Washing Marrow Sutra" was brought by his disciple Hui Ke
By his side, he later passed it on to the third ancestor, Seng Can. Since Hongren was the fifth ancestor, his master Daoxin should be the fourth ancestor. Liu Ziqiu really wanted to see him early, or in other words, he wanted to see the one in his hand.
This "Marrow Cleansing Sutra".
Hong Ren walked very fast, and Liu Ziqiu had no difficulty following him, but the fact that a seven-year-old child could walk at such a speed was enough to frighten him secretly.
Liu Ziqiu thought secretly as he walked.
It's not yet certain that the distinguished guest Dao Xin mentioned is himself. After all, Hongren had a slight hesitation when he chose between him and Hua Yun. But one thing is certain, since Dao Xin is the master of the fifth ancestor Hongren, he must be worthy of the position.
An eminent Taoist monk. If he is exactly the distinguished guest he mentioned, and he can predict his arrival, then his Taoist behavior is absolutely unfathomable, almost to the point of fantasy.
Daoxin can do calculations, and Liu Ziqiu has always wanted to return to modern times. Maybe he can be asked to help. But on the other hand, Daoxin has probably deduced his origin. Even he has to explain this kind of time travel.
I don't know, it would be strange if others don't regard him as a monster. Therefore, facing such a magical monk this time is both an opportunity and a challenge.
As he walked, Liu Ziqiu became inexplicably nervous, and heaven and man were at war in his mind. At this moment, the sound of ringing bells and loud chanting suddenly came from the temple, which made Liu Ziqiu gradually calm down.
Daoxin is revered as the fourth ancestor of Zen. Shaolin Temple prepared a beautiful Zen room for him, but he insisted on living in a cottage behind the temple. The surrounding grass was deep and lush, and pilgrims and monks rarely came here. It was indeed a place for spiritual practice.
A great place.
Hong Ren stood up outside the door and said, "Master, our distinguished guest has arrived."
A monk under the age of thirty, wearing gray cotton cassocks, came out. Seeing that he was so young and had no scars even though he had a shaved head, Liu Ziqiu thought he was Hong Ren's senior brother, bowed slightly and said:
"Master, where is Master Daxin?"
The monk smiled and said: "The poor monk is Daoxin."
Liu Ziqiu didn't expect that the fourth ancestor Daoxin would be so young, and he didn't even have a ring scar, and he couldn't help being surprised. Daoxin was indeed young, and was only seven years older than Liu Ziqiu. But there was no ring scar on his head, but Liu Ziqiu misunderstood it.
.Because the burning of ring scars was a thing after the Yuan Dynasty, and there was no such rule for monks at that time.
At this time, Hongren had already said: "Master, here are our distinguished guests."
There was a bit of anxiety and nervousness in the young monk's tone.
Daoxin nodded with satisfaction and said, "Hongren, you didn't disappoint me, I can already tell."
Hong Ren lowered his head and whispered: "Master, actually I didn't see it."
Daoxin smiled and encouraged: "No, actually you have already seen it."
Hong Ren was silent for a moment, then his frown suddenly relaxed, he clasped his hands together, recited a Buddha's name, and said: "Master is right, my disciple has already seen it."
Liu Ziqiu couldn't tell what kind of attack they were making, so he coughed twice and said, "I wonder what Master Xin ordered me to do when I came here?"
"No hurry, no rush. Donor, please come with the poor monk first and listen to the poor monk tell a story."