On the Qixia Mountain in the suburbs of Jinling City, the abandoned Qixia Temple is desolate.
Since several forces in Jinling City of the Southern Tang Dynasty joined forces to destroy the Pure Land Zen Sect two years ago, the monks in the temple have fled and died. Qixia Temple has long ceased to exist.
It has only been two short years since we saw that the original site of Qixia Temple is already overgrown with weeds, and all kinds of squirrels and wild beasts from the mountains are running around in the temple, as if they have regarded this place as their own nest.
Suddenly, two skinny and sad monks appeared in the temple. One of them said: "Brother, is it God who wants to destroy our Zen sect? Nowadays, all countries are destroying Buddhas, Buddhists, nuns, and monks, except those stipulated by each dynasty.
The monks and nuns in several Buddhist temples can no longer accommodate Buddhist disciples like us. Alas, when Abbot Dogen was still alive, he calculated that within three years, the Buddhist sect would suffer unprecedented disasters. The old abbot's calculations were really amazing.
ah!"
Another monk nodded endlessly, his withered stomach suddenly growled, and he said with a sad face: "Our brothers, are we really going to die here today? Alas, that's all, I died at the mountain gate after all, which can be regarded as a return to our ancestors.
Returned to the clan."
Suddenly, the first monk's ears trembled, his face changed drastically, he grabbed the first monk and said: "No! Brother, a large number of people are coming to our temple! Could it be that they are people from the Southern Tang Dynasty government, come and get it?"
Are we brothers?"
The face of another monk also changed drastically. He barely gathered his last bit of strength and jumped to the top of the ruined and collapsed temple gate. He looked out and suddenly said with joy: "Junior brother, you are not from the government! These are a group of Buddhist disciples. Look at them.
The attire looks like that of a great monk from Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain!"
The first monk also jumped up at this time and looked down the mountain. Sure enough, he saw about a hundred monks rushing towards Qixia Temple. They all had ruddy faces and full blood. At a glance, they were like
Great monks with profound cultivation. This group of monks all wear bright yellow monk clothes. This kind of monk clothes can only be worn by the world-famous Vajra Warrior Monk of Songshan Shaolin Temple.
"Those are the Vajra Warrior Monks of Shaolin Temple! I visited them once before with Master Daoguang, and I have seen them before!" the first monk shouted in surprise.
"Hey, junior brother, look at how the three great monks running at the front look so familiar!" the second monk shouted in surprise.
"Ah, it's true! That, that, that's Uncle Daoguang! Senior brother, those three are Uncle Daoguang and two senior brothers, Huiji and Huipu! Could it be that Uncle Daoguang invited the Vajra War Monk from Shaolin Temple to help us?
Rebuild Qixia Temple!" The first monk obviously also recognized the fat monk running at the front!
These days, there are not many monks who wear robes but have long hair, and Master Daoguang is just one of them.
"Let's go! Let's go up! Go and greet the two senior brothers Daoguang and Huiji Huipu!" the first monk shouted in surprise.
"Wait a minute! Look what's going on behind there! There are many people chasing you!" The second monk's face suddenly changed, and he pointed at the foot of the mountain and said.
At this time, the sound of neat horse hooves broke through the tranquility at the foot of Qixia Temple. I saw a group of big men in black attire, numbering about a thousand, each riding a tall and majestic war horse, carrying a
The grown-up sword is flying towards the mountain!
The momentum is like a rainbow, and the prestige is earth-shattering!
"Ah, could it be that they are people from the government who came all the way after Uncle Master? But looking at their attire, they don't look like people from the Southern Tang Dynasty?" the first monk asked in surprise.
"No matter! Let's go find Uncle Daoguang. Even if we die, we will die with Uncle Daoguang and the others!" The second monk nodded in the same way, with a look of determination on his face.
As the two monks spoke, they jumped down from the mountain gate and staggered towards the group of Vajra Warrior Monks.
After a while, the great monk Daoguang had already led more than a hundred Vajra warrior monks to run up the mountainside, and saw that they were almost at Qixia Temple.
"Uncle Daoguang!" Two staggering figures suddenly stepped out from the side.
The great monk Daoguang, who was running with great strides, had already noticed that someone was heading down the mountain. When he looked up, he saw two black, thin and withered young monks who were hungry. He was startled, and his eyes as big as copper bells suddenly widened.
, shouted in surprise: "Hui Ren, Hui Bi, why are you two little monks?"
The two young monks jumped out of the way, threw themselves on the ground, grabbed the monk Daoguang's robe, and cried loudly, as if they wanted to howl out all the grievances they had suffered in the past two years.
"Hui Ren, how did you two become so virtuous? By the way, after we had a quick farewell that day, have you seen the other brothers in this temple?" The great monk Daoguang frowned and raised the two skinny young monks.
Next to him, Hui Ji looked sad. He tied the package behind his back, took out a few large cakes, handed them to the two wailing little monks, and said: "You two junior brothers, why are you so hungry? Hurry up and eat.
Come on, let’s talk after you’re full.”
Daoguang slapped his head and said with a dry smile: "Look at this idiot of the Sa family, he doesn't care about the difficulties of his two nephews. Eat, eat. When you're full, tell your uncle how you survived these two years."
Come here! Huh, this time the Sa family comes back to revive the mountain gate, let’s see who else dares to come to Qixia Temple to run wild!”
Hui Ren and the other two took the cake and were startled when they heard this. They suddenly said in surprise: "Uncle Master, there are a large number of men in black chasing us down the mountain. Could they be our enemies?"
Daoguang patted his bald head and said with pity: "Okay, you guys eat quickly. Even if your enemies come, your uncle will be there to stop you! However, those are not our enemies, but our helpers. Now
We all voted for Lord Shenwu, the human saint Kang Lord that Brother Daoyuan once said. This batch of one thousand people was sent by King Shenwu to help our Pure Land Zen Sect rebuild the mountain gate! Hey, these guys, all of them
But they are all true cultivators, and they are all at the peak of the master level! The commander is even a grand master level master! With the help of their killing gods, who else in Jinling City dares to cause trouble!"
The two young monks Hui Ren were stunned, swallowed a mouthful of cake with difficulty, and said: "Uncle Master, aren't you also a master in the Grand Master realm? Why are there so many masters of Xuan Gong among them?"
"Eat what you have. You eat, Sajia will tell you slowly. Let's go up the mountain and go back to the temple!" Daoguang grabbed the two young monks and rushed towards Qixia Temple.
After a while, they arrived at the gate of Qixia Temple. Monk Daoguang looked at the ruined Qixia Temple in front of him. His face was stunned, and he immediately jumped up and got angry: "It's your grandma! The Sa family is going to make a big fuss in Jinling City this time. They must attack us in the first place."
All those bitches in Qixia Temple must be chopped down!"
The two monks Huiji and Huipu, with red eyes, knelt down in front of the mountain gate and chanted Zen words.
A great monk in gold robes appeared behind him with what he thought was a forlorn look. Amitabha said, "Brother Daoguang, don't be angry. The poor monk and the other 108 monks are all ordered to come to Qixia Temple to practice and rebuild the Pure Land Zen Sect. No.
It will only take a few months to revive the former prestige of the Pure Land Zen Sect of Qixia Temple. Please see, Senior Brother Daoyi has thought so well that he even ordered me to bring over a secret Zen Buddhist scripture that is stored in the Buddhist Sutra Pavilion of this temple."
The one hundred and eight monks all turned around, revealing the many rattan baskets they were carrying on their backs. They opened the bright yellow monk's robes covering them, revealing a large number of thread-bound books in the baskets.
"Senior Brother Daoyi is really an eminent monk! With such a thoughtful idea, Qixia Temple's gate will be revitalized soon!" Daoguang was overjoyed and invited all the monks to enter the courtyard.
In a moment, a large number of knights in black clothes and long swords were running halfway up the mountain. Suddenly, the group of people was divided into three groups in an orderly manner. One group had more than 200 people and rushed towards the left mountain road, and the other group had 200 people.
The remaining people galloped towards the mountain road on the right, and the remaining more than 500 people all dismounted and walked towards the mountain gate.
These big men in black clothes said nothing, and methodically led the horses to the deserted open space in front of the mountain gate and let them graze. However, everyone began to take out tools, cut down the wood in the mountain, carry it to the mountain gate temple, and began to work on the reconstruction of Qixia Temple.
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The two groups of knights in black clothes also began to cut down wood around the mountainside, looking for favorable terrain, building towers, bunkers, and fortifications.
Hui Ren looked at their actions in surprise, tears flashed in his eyes, and he prayed secretly. It seems that Qixia Temple can really rebuild the gate this time!
The Vajra Warrior Monk with a solemn expression on his face was the Great Monk Dao Sha from the Shaolin Temple. He asked the Great Monk Dao Guang: "Brother Dao Guang, let's clean up this place quickly. The Saint will be here in person soon.
Give us a task. If this place has not been repaired by then, the poor monk will be responsible for the plane crash."
Monk Daoguang laughed and said: "Junior Brother Daosha is absolutely right. The saint will make big moves against the Southern Tang Dynasty next. How can we hold him back? Let's go and do it!"
Everyone rolled up their sleeves and started fucking enthusiastically.
In the Maxian Taoist Temple in Jinling City, a man in red suddenly rushed towards me. He screamed from afar: "Something is going wrong! Aunt Maxian, something is going wrong!"
In the Taoist temple, the peaceful atmosphere was broken by the loud voice of the man in red. In the main hall of the Taoist temple, an old woman in Taoist clothing sitting cross-legged under the statue opened her eyes, frowned and said to the disciple next to her: "Go and see who it is.
Making noise outside? If it is irrelevant, kill and throw them out of the Taoist temple!"
The disciple agreed and was about to walk out of the hall, but the man in red pushed aside several Taoist boys who were blocking the way, fell into the main hall of Maxian Taoist Temple, knelt down to the Taoist pretending to be an old woman, and shouted anxiously: "Xiangu, something bad is going to happen.
Got it!"
The pretending old woman shouted: "Why are you so panicked? Which family are you, a bastard?"
"Xiangu, I am a fast horse of the Jinling Sihai Gang. If you have any urgent matters, please report to Xiangu!" The man in red suddenly realized that he had caused trouble, and hurriedly apologized, and said: "Xiangu, that monk from Qixia Temple is there again!
They are all back! They are cutting down wood to rebuild the mountain gate at Qixia Temple! They have a lot of people, and they are all extremely tyrannical. Our Sihai Gang just received the tip, and several elders of the hall eagerly set off to check it out, but...
All the hall masters died on Qixia Mountain! Please ask Fairy Girl to take action and kill those monks!"
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