Song Xuan didn't like the cheating duo of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.
Of course, he had no intention of interfering in their fate.
This time he came to Shaolin Sutra Pavilion to gather wool. As for other people's family affairs, he had no interest in intervening.
The sweeping monk had lived for more than a hundred years, so he was well aware of Song Xuan's plan. After a few people drank tea and chatted for a long time, the old monk spoke first without Song Xuan mentioning it.
"The poor monk is accustomed to taking a nap in the afternoon. If the donors are interested, they can go into the Sutra Pavilion and have a look."
"oh?"
Song Xuan chuckled, "Master is so generous, don't you worry about Shaolin Kung Fu being spread?"
The sweeping monk smiled nonchalantly and said: "Are there few martial arts from Shaolin Gaiden? Not short of this, just think of it as a good relationship."
When Song Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but think highly of the other party in his heart.
As a great master, this sweeping monk is the only one who has seen current affairs in his life. It is not without reason that Shaolin can prosper to this day.
On the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, various Buddhist scriptures are displayed, while on the second floor, various Shaolin skills and techniques are hidden.
The sweeping monk just stood at the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion, and the monks guarding the sutras in the attic left one after another. Then the door opened, and Song Xuan and others walked in.
The sweeping monk did not follow him in. Instead, he sat on a lounge chair in the yard and closed his eyes, seeming to fall asleep quickly.
"This old monk is quite a wonderful person!"
Song Qian was a little dissatisfied with this old monk who had injured her brother, but this old monk was so sensible that even if she wanted to find trouble, she couldn't find a suitable reason.
"Every sect that can become a holy place in martial arts has something extraordinary!" Yao Yue said with a smile, "This can be regarded as Shaolin's way of survival."
The three women chatted quietly, without even looking at the Buddhist scriptures on the first floor, and went up to the second floor with a smile.
They are still very interested in the various unique skills of Shaolin.
Song Xuan, on the other hand, was not in a hurry to go to the second floor. Instead, he picked up a Buddhist scripture on the first floor and started reading it with gusto.
He read very fast, the pages of the book were turning, and each Buddhist scripture was imprinted in his mind.
In the yard, the sweeping monk on the recliner looked slightly surprised.
Destiny is indeed destiny. Although I come from a Taoist sect, I still possess the Buddha nature. It is a pity that if I am not a Buddhist, if I can join my Buddhist sect, my fellow Buddhists and Taoists will surely protect Shaolin's thousand-year legacy!
When the sky turned dark, Yao Yue and others had already read through all the Shaolin secrets that they were interested in. When they went downstairs, they found that Song Xuan was still reading the Buddhist scriptures with gusto, seemingly fascinated.
Yao Yue's heart tightened, "Xiao Qian, don't you think your brother wants to convert to Buddhism?"
Song Qian raised the corner of her mouth and joked: "Then you will be miserable, you will be a widow in the future. If it doesn't work out, you can become a nun!"
Yao Yue rolled her eyes, "I'm serious. I heard that Buddhist scriptures are the most brainwashing. Look at his entranced look. Could it be that he has really moved the Buddha's heart?"
"Impossible!" Song Qian didn't believe it at all. When Yao Yue exclaimed, she raised her hand and pinched her chest, "Sister-in-law, you are such a fairy-like person. I'm so moved when I see you. How can my brother be so willing to give up?" Strange!"
"Nonsense, no matter how big or small!"
It’s just a fight between little sisters in a deserted place. You show shame and anger on your face, and engage in pornography in a Buddhist holy place. You are going even further than your brother showing affection in front of his bald head.
Hearing the movement, Song Xuan closed the Buddhist scripture in his hand and said with a smile, "Have you finished reading it all?"
Yao Yue nodded, stepped forward to hold his arm, and said tentatively: "Husband, you don't really want to become a monk, do you?"
"What are you thinking about!"
Song Xuan smiled and said: "I have been holding back for more than twenty years, and I still have many tricks that I haven't tried yet!"
Yaoyue nodded slightly shyly but expectantly, "Husband, are you still going to the second floor?"
Song Xuan shook his head, "No, those special skills are of little use to me."
At his current state, he is no longer limited to martial arts stunts.
Whether it is Taoist canon or Buddhist scriptures, they are all explorations of heaven and earth. He can already deduce the various so-called secrets of Shaolin from Buddhist scriptures.
Buddhism is the foundation, and Shaolin's unique knowledge can only be regarded as an extension of Buddhism. For example, the Fudo Myoyo Seal performed by the sweeping monk. After reading the Fudo Myoyo Sutra, he can completely use this sutra as the foundation, and his soul can deduce the seal that suits him. The seal of the Fudo Ming King.
In the evening, under the arrangement of the sweeping monk, several people had a Shaolin vegetarian meal and then stayed overnight in the temple.
Standing in the elegant and clean layman's room, Song Xuan looked at the bright moon in the sky and couldn't help but smile: "Actually, this kind of life away from the world is quite good. After only staying for one day, I actually feel like I don't want to leave."
As he spoke, the power of his soul spread out to isolate the sound of the house and prevent others from prying, and then he casually picked up Yao Yue by the waist.
Yao Yue was a little shy, "Husband, isn't it a little bad to do this kind of thing in a Buddhist land?"
"It's in Buddhism that I get interested. It's this kind of stimulation I want!"
...
It was a stormy night, and it was only at noon that Song Xuan and his wife walked out of the room.
In the yard, Song Qian was painting, while Lianxing was sitting on a stone chair, watching Song Qian paint with a gentle smile on her face.
Seeing Song Xuan and the others going out, Song Qian curled her lips disdainfully, "Is that kind of thing so interesting? You don't have anything to do all day long, right?"
Song Xuan raised his hand and flicked her forehead, "Buddhism is a pure place, please pay attention to your quality when speaking."
"cut!"
Song Qian snorted unconvinced, "The state officials are only allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light the lamps. You are allowed to do it, but you are not allowed to say anything about it?"
Boom, boom, boom!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the hospital.
"Several donors, following the abbot's order, a young monk came to deliver water to several donors. I wonder if I can come in?"
Song Xuan waved his sleeves and robe, and the door opened automatically without any wind.
Outside the door, an ordinary-looking young monk was carrying two buckets of water. He lowered his head slightly in a reserved manner, not daring to look at Song Qian and the others.
Song Xuan smiled and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, young master."
"No trouble, no trouble!"
The young monk hurriedly stepped forward and poured the water from the two buckets into the water tank, then clasped his hands together and saluted before planning to leave with the buckets.
"Little master!"
Song Xuan suddenly said, "I wonder if you have a dharma title?"
The young monk hurriedly replied: "The young monk's name is Xu Zhu and he has met several donors."
Song Xuan smiled and nodded, it was indeed Xu Zhu.
Xu Zhu is the young child of Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang, one of the four evil men.
It seems that the news of his battle with the Grand Master has been sent back to the Shaolin Temple through Xuanji and others. Abbot Xuanci specially asked Xu Zhu to deliver water. He probably wanted his son to show his face in front of them.
Even if you don't get any benefits, it's still good to have a chance.
