The joy of Zen is like knocking again and again, and I am climbing up the autumn rocks.
The trees are colorfully embroidered, and the stream is quietly murmuring.
But on the way back, I saw the wind and clouds in the outer pass.
——"Shaolin Temple Works" Qianlong
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"The world's martial arts comes from Shaolin!" This sentence is enough to make every martial arts practitioner's heart surge with admiration and worship.
Bai Fu stood in front of the mountain gate, his excitement couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Where is the thief? How dare you peek into the Shaolin Temple at night!" A loud shout interrupted Bai Fu's meditation. He saw two Shaolin monks standing not far away, glaring angrily.
Bai Fu put on a smile, bowed his head and saluted, and said: "The two masters have misunderstood. I am Bai Fu, a disciple of Qingcheng. On the order of Taifu Xu, I have come to pay homage to the abbot."
Seeing that Bai Fu was just a young man in commoner clothes, he asked to see the abbot. It was obvious that he was either a wild and rebellious person or a young man named Meng Lang.
One of the tall Shaolin stick monks snorted coldly and scolded: "If you explore the mountain gate at night, you will be raped or robbed. Please leave quickly, otherwise, don't blame my Shaolin stick for being ruthless!"
When Bai Fu was in Qingcheng, he often patrolled the mountains at night with his fellow disciples, and he knew the rules of the night watch. It is understandable that the disciples on the mountain patrols were very guarded. But he had never seen such a reckless and rude person. Bai Fu sighed secretly in his heart and felt a little sad.
Disappointed, he shook his head slightly.
Although Bai Fu's movements were secretive, they could not escape the eyes of Shaolin disciples. The stick monk became furious and said: "You crazy disciples, how dare you look down on Shaolin!"
Bai Fu almost choked and thought to himself: "Where did this idiot come from!"
The short Shaolin monk said angrily: "Brother, why should you be angry? Don't be like a small sect like Qingcheng."
When Bai Fu heard this, he was so angry that he wanted to fall out on the spot. Then he thought, he had important things to do, so why bother with these fools? It would not be too late to wait until daybreak to pay his respects. So, he suppressed his anger and prepared to exit the mountain gate.
Return to the way you came and find a place to rest on the mountain road.
Just as he turned around, a tall Shaolin stick monk flew down and stopped in front of Bai Fu, saying: "You thieves, Shaolin Temple is not a place where you can come and leave as soon as you say! Why don't you put down your weapon?"
, captured without hesitation!"
Bai Fu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "You want me to put down my sword and capture you without mercy?! How much do you two weigh? You are so brazen!"
The two Shaolin stick monks were furious and rushed over with sticks raised.
Bai Fu didn't mean to hurt anyone, he just wanted to drive away these two 'flies'. He waved his sleeves and burst out of his body. His sleeves and robes were like whips, and he drew the long sticks in their hands into the air, flying several feet away.
, it fell with a 'clang' sound.
The two Shaolin stick monks looked at each other, turned pale with fright, shouted wildly, and ran away: "What a demon is doing, guard the mountain gate quickly!"
Bai Fu was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "Is it possible that these two people are fake? Shaolin monks actually think that their innate energy is a demon? Is there anything more ridiculous than this in the world? Next time I see Yang Mei
, I have to tell this joke to her." Thinking of this, Bai Fu smiled.
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Bai Fu walked down the stone steps and sat in a pavilion halfway up the mountain to rest. In less than a moment of burning incense, he heard whistling sounds in the distance. From the mountain road, dozens of Shaolin stick monks rushed down from the mountain road.
The tall Shaolin stick monk led the way, pointed at Bai Fu and said: "Brother, this is the thief!"
These dozen Shaolin monks came like a tide and surrounded Bai Fu. The leader shouted: "Who dares to go wild in Shaolin Temple?!"
Bai Fu stood up, bowed his head and saluted, and said: "Masters of the law have misunderstood. I am Bai Fu, a disciple of Qingcheng. I have come to see the abbot on the order of the imperial master. I have something important to report."
The short Shaolin stick monk sarcastically said: "Now you know you're afraid, huh?"
Bai Fu's eyes were like lightning, and he shot out. The short Shaolin stick monk trembled and was about to keep quiet. When he saw that there were so many people on his side, he puffed up his chest, emboldened his courage, and yelled: "Now that things have happened, you are still...
Dare you act wildly?"
He turned his head and said to everyone: "Brothers, don't listen to this thief's sophistry. Just now, he pointed at the mountain gate and loudly said that our Shaolin is not strong enough and has a false reputation. Senior Brother Yuan, do you think so or not?"
The tall Shaolin stick monk couldn't help but nodded and agreed. When the other Shaolin stick monks heard the words, they glared angrily and gathered around with sticks in hand.
Bai Fu's face darkened and he said: "As the supreme martial arts master, is this how Shaolin treats guests?"
The short Shaolin stick monk said in an impassioned voice: "If you are a friend, we should receive you with courtesy. But if you are an evil heretic, our Shaolin slaying demons and demons will not be merciful!"
Bai Fu put his hands on his hands and laughed, saying: "Well said, the righteousness is awe-inspiring! Right and wrong, monster or devil, you have such a long-winded mouth to open your mouth!"
Seeing Bai Fu laughing, the leading stick monk became even more dissatisfied and said loudly: "The elders will decide what is right and wrong. Don't use your words anymore, please hand over your weapon quickly, bow your head and enter the mountain gate!"
Bai Fu smiled lightly and said, "What if I don't pay?"
The leader of the stick monk shouted: "Then don't blame us for exterminating demons and defending the Tao, showing no mercy!" After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the two stick monks stepped forward to take off the weapons worn on Bai Fu's waist.
Bai Fu took a step back to avoid it.
Seeing that Bai Fu was not cooperating, the other stick monks shouted in unison: "Ho!" and joined hands to extend their sticks, locking Bai Futeng's space and stopping him on the spot.
The two stick monks were no longer polite and used their big grabbing hands to grab Bai Fu's palm.
Bai Fu flipped his wrists and clasped their wrists. His fingertips touched their Neiguan acupoints on the Jueyin meridian and the Lieque acupoints on the Taiyin meridian. The two stick monks suddenly felt half of their bodies go numb, and all their strength was gone.
The other stick monks threw rat-proof weapons and did not dare to come forward.
The leader of the stick monk was furious, and shouted with white fingers: "Let go of my junior brother quickly, or I will let your blood splatter on the spot!"
Bai Fu took a deep breath, suppressed his anger in his heart, and said: "Everyone, let me explain again, I have no grudges with Shaolin. I am worshiping the mountain today. I just brought a letter to the abbot. I don't want to cause trouble, and please don't suffer.
Bitterness forces each other."
The leading stick monk refused to listen to Bai Fu's excuse and shouted: "I say it again, let go of my junior brother!"
Bai Fu secretly sighed in his heart. It seemed that today's incident could not be resolved peacefully. Even so, Bai Fu still let go of the two stick monks. Until the last moment, Bai Fu did not want to offend Shaolin.
Sure enough, as Bai Fu predicted, just when the two stick monks returned to the queue, the leading stick monk gained the upper hand and shouted loudly: "Juniors!"
"Yes!" all the stick monks shouted in unison.
"Array up!"
More than a dozen stick monks retreated in unison, forming a Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, tightening the siege of Bai Fu step by step. The Shaolin stick formation is well-deserved. The rings are interlocked, and the sticks protect each other, both long and short. All the monks are looking at each other.
Bright and angry!
The leader of the stick monk gave an order, and all the sticks flew, slashing horizontally, thrusting straight, and diagonally... They came in overwhelming numbers, killing each other with every move!
Bai Fu was furious!
I have always been patient and gave Shaolin face.
Shaolin disciples are not only arrogant and unreasonable, but also use their power to bully others. Once they take action, they are all killing moves! They are intended to take people's lives!
I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore!
Bai Fu lifted up his robe and stood as tall as a mountain. He raised his left hand, raised his right palm and said proudly, "I'm sorry!"