Sign In To Shaolin Abbot - Chapter 133
In Shaoshi mountain, Xuanxin came out of the Abbot’s Zen yard.
Standing in the yard, looking at the beautiful scenery of clouds in the distance.
Feel the whole Shaoshi mountain, more and more rich aura, with the bell ringing of Wuneng day after day.
Shaolin Temple continues to recover its aura.
In the whole Shaoshi mountain world, the aura has become rich.
Compared with the past, it has changed a lot.
Wuneng, an unknown bell banger who is willing to be a coolie, has indeed made great contributions to Shaolin.
“I don’t know. How are the disciples going through the cave ruins?”
Inexplicably, the heart suddenly rose, a very unknown premonition, for a time, Xuanxin frowned.
I couldn’t help worrying.
“Disciple Wuneng, meet the abbot.”
At this time, Du Tongfu, the first assistant of the former cabinet, came to Xuanxin with respect.
Respectfully.
These days, old Du GE has been a disciple of Shaolin for three generations since he joined Shaolin. He is willing to be a coolie who strikes the bell.
Life is quite full.
Immerse yourself in Dharma enlightenment every day.
The abundant, beautiful and vast Mahayana Dharma made him intoxicated and had long forgotten his identity.
Fully integrated into Shaolin.
With the ringing of the bell day after day, and after modifying the pure Buddhist Shaolin internal skill in the martial arts.
Wuneng’s internal power recovery ability has become stronger and stronger.
Basically, after hitting the clock in the morning, it takes only half a day to restore the strength to its heyday.
In this way, Wuneng has more than half a day’s free time.
“Go and get ready and follow me to the purple jade forest.”
Now in Shaolin Temple, except Xuanxin, there are only Wuneng and Wuming. Xuanxin thought he had to take someone to ziyulin?
Wuming guards the Sutra Pavilion, and it is impossible to leave the Sutra Pavilion.
Then all you can bring is enlightenment.
“Yes, I’ll prepare now.”
Put your hands together. The enlightenment at this moment is full of Dharma.
The original majestic momentum and edge.
Vast righteousness.
It’s gone.
Wuneng had just left. Not long ago, he turned back and hurriedly said, “abbot, Wuzhen is back.”
Wuneng reported the news to Xuanxin at the first time.
“Wu Zhen is back?”
Xuanxin was stunned. He saw the old Wuzhen at the foot of the mountain, with a general in armor.
He galloped all the way up the mountain.
At this time, the premonition in Xuanxin’s heart became more and more bad.
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The purple jade forest has become more and more ominous.
There was a lot of yin and ghost.
The Buddhist breath of the eminent monks of Manjusri academy has long been uncontrollable.
In the swirling black cloud, a huge mouth of the abyss was torn out, and there was a terrible scream like ghost crying and wolf howling.
The ghost face and green faced tusks are more like a sharp arrow hanging over the heads of people.
The people in it feel more and more ominous.
He looked heavy and anxious.
The general of Dingxi, Wu An Jun, the abbot of Wenshu courtyard, Guang Liang, the founder of Hengdao sect, an Ruyun, and Ji Yuan, the old villa leader of Wujian villa.
Good day to Nangong, the master of Nangong family, and jinmufu, the city master, as well as a group of eminent monks.
Most of Tianbei city are powerful people with heads and faces.
Anyone who stands up can be called the giant of Tianbei city.
At this time, they are waiting for a person to come.
That is Xuanxin, abbot of Shaolin.
The difference is that the general of Dingxi, Wu Anjun, and Ji Yuan, the old villa leader of Wujian mountain villa, put their hopes entirely on Xuan’s heart.
They firmly believe that as long as abbot Xuanxin is invited, they will be able to save Tianbei city.
You will be free from this catastrophe.
The abbot of Manjusri hall is Guangliang, the emperor of Hengdao is as safe as clouds, and the master of Nangong hears the sky.
As well as the city Lord Jin Mufu, a group of eminent monks is incredible.
Moved and shocked.
They couldn’t figure out why Shaolin Abbot Xuan Xin could turn the tide and save Tianbei city?
Can Shaolin do what the Manjusri academy can’t do?
If we say that Ji Yuan, the old villa leader, was intoxicated and confused, he praised Shaolin without a bottom line.
Then why are the grand generals of the imperial court guarding a territory.
The general of Dingxi, Mr. Wu’an, is just like the old villa leader Ji Yuan.
Do you admire Shaolin abbot Xuanxin so much?
So revered, so fanatical?
Guang Liang, an Ruyun, Jin Mufu and Nangong smell the sky. Although they didn’t speak at this time, they were shocked and confused.
But never before.
Shaolin used to be just a small mountain temple with an unknown origin.
Shaolin Abbot Xuan Xin, how can he be in the mouth of Wu’an Jun and Ji Yuan.
Become a reincarnated Buddha?
How did you become a living Buddha?
How can you become a divine monk who can communicate with the Buddha?
In the face of such boasting, Guangliang, abbot of Manjusri court, was full of disbelief and a sense of dissatisfaction.
Now, he wants to see how you can call it the reincarnation of the Buddha.
Dare to call him a living Buddha.
If you have any ability, dare to say that you can communicate with the Buddha.
Why can Shaolin do what the Manjusri academy can’t do? See how your Xuanxin can turn the tide and save Tianbei city?
This is not only the idea in Guangliang’s heart, such as Hengdao Zong an Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, the master of Nangong family, and jinmufu, the city master, also have similar ideas.
Especially Jin Mufu, he couldn’t figure it out. Abbot Xuanxin of Shaolin, an existence he once despised completely.
Why do you have such skills?
When the situation became more and more critical and almost out of control, people were waiting for it.
A carriage, escorted by dozens of sergeants.
All the way to release, smooth gallop, came to the front of the crowd.
“General, the humble position has invited abbot Xuanxin.”
The fierce general in armor knelt down on one knee, hugged his fist and saluted.
“OK.”
“Finally, abbot Xuanxin came.”
Wu’an Jun looked excited and stared at the carriage.
His anxious heart finally settled down, and now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, everyone’s eyes were also focused on the carriage.
The first to get down from the carriage was Chui laojuozhen, who was over sixty.
After realizing the truth, another old monk came down.
The old monk, wearing a thin monk’s robe, has an introverted breath and is full of Buddha nature. He is so insignificant and is not paid attention to.
Everyone ignored the existence of the old monk and classified him as Wuzhen without taking a more look.
In Guangliang, an Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, and the eyes of the city Lord Jin Mufu.
The old monk is an insignificant role.
Although it has the realm of congenital great perfection.
But that’s it.
Who the hell are you?
unimportance.
At this time, the original face was excited and inexplicable, like Dingxi general Wu’an Jun who beat chicken blood.
All of a sudden, I trembled and excited.
The expression on his face solidified directly.
Trembling and careful, he rushed up and knelt down directly.
“I’ve seen Mr. Du Ge before, Mr. Wu’an.”
The prince of Wu’an rushed forward and knelt down respectfully.
Kneel down respectfully and salute the humble and neglected old monk.
Guang Liang, an Ruyun, Nangong heard the sky, the city Lord Jin Mufu, and a group of eminent monks were stunned.
With an incredible look on his face, the old monk with introverted breath and no sense of existence.
Surprised, confused!