Master Kongkong sat down cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, motioned Zhu Yu to sit opposite him, looked up at the starry sky, sighed, and said: "Zhu Yu, you are not young anymore, I will tell you the reason why I don't enter the Shaolin Temple. , but try not to mention it to outsiders, so as not to ruin my Shaolin reputation."
Hearing what Master Kongkong said, Zhu Yu couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart, thinking: Master Kongkong must have something unspeakable, and he shouldn't mention it, but he was very curious and wanted to listen.
"Speaking of which, it's all my fault for being lax in teaching, which eventually led to a catastrophe." Master Kongkong turned to look at Zhu Yu, then looked up at the distant night sky, and said: "Thirty-six years ago, the world was in chaos and the people were displaced. The Shaolin Temple has taken in thousands of refugees, including a mother and daughter. The daughter is just five years old and her name is Qiulin. The mother and daughter were originally from a family of officials in the capital. They did not want their whole family to be killed after Zhu Si captured the capital. Only Mother and daughter luckily escaped and followed the refugees to Shaolin. Unexpectedly, one month later, Qiu Lin's mother died of illness due to fright and fatigue, and the five-year-old Qiu Lin stayed in Shaolin."
Having said this, Master Kongkong sighed again and said: "Originally, Shaolin Temple did not accept female benefactors. Master Abbot wanted to give her away. I thought he was pitiful, so he let her stay and accepted her as his disciple. After she turns eighteen, let her go out on her own to explore the world."
"Master Kongkong, what's wrong with you doing this?" Zhu Yu stared at Master Kongkong with wide eyes and said.
"The monks are merciful, so there is nothing wrong with me doing this. But after Qiu Lin became sensible, she knew that her family had been harmed by Zhu Si who had seized the throne, and she wanted to seek revenge. Coupled with other reasons, her mind was messed up. .”
"What happened next?" Zhu Yu was fascinated and wanted Master Kongkong to tell the result quickly.
"This woman named Qiulin is a martial arts prodigy. She can master martial arts moves once she learns them. She can also practice internal skills three to five times faster than ordinary people. Therefore, when she was fourteen or fifteen years old, she was a junior disciple of Shaolin. There is no one who can defeat me, but I just took the wrong path in the end. What a pity, what a pity." Master Kongkong shook his head and sighed.
Hearing this, Zhu Yu was a little confused and asked, "What happened to Aunt Qiulin?"
"She later became a murderer, known as the soul-chasing witch, and countless people died under her sword." After Master Kongkong said this, he clasped his hands together, stood up and murmured: "Namo Amitabha! Namo Amitabha!"
"Master Kongkong, are you hiding here to repent because you taught such a harmful disciple?" Zhu Yu asked boldly as he watched Master Kongkong recite the Buddha's name devoutly.
"Nephew Zhu Yu is smart. As you said, because of this incident, I vowed not to step foot into the Shaolin Temple again. It has been more than twenty years now." Kongkong lowered his head and looked at Zhu Yu kindly.
"Then, why doesn't master capture Aunt Qiulin so that she can stop harming others?" Zhu Yu said righteously, puffing out her chest.
Kongkong smiled bitterly and said: "A few senior brothers and I leave Shaolin every year to find her whereabouts, but every time she kills someone, she disappears for a while. We don't know where she is at all. It's really difficult to catch her. It’s not easy, but ten years ago, she seemed to suddenly disappear.”
Zhu Yu asked: "Master, but, but I still don't understand, why Aunt Qiulin kills people randomly?"
"You will gradually know this in the future. Now that I have told you, you don't understand either. Come and practice in the cave." Master Kongkong touched Zhu Yu's head and said slowly.
Compared with other Shaolin monks, Zhu Yu's understanding of martial arts is indeed extraordinary. Three months later, he has achieved a small degree of success in Tathagata's Powerful Vajra Palm.
One night, Zhu Yu finished practicing in Master Kongkong's cave and was about to go back to the temple to sleep. Kongkong suddenly said to Zhu Yu: "Xiannephew Zhu Yu, from tomorrow on, you don't have to come here to practice anymore. You just need to follow the method I taught you." , take half an hour every night to meditate, and your Vajra Palm technique will continue to improve."
"Master Kongkong, I'd better come here to practice every day so that I can accompany you." Zhu Yu said with some reluctance.
Master Kongkong explained: "Nephew Zhu Xian, you can now control the flow of inner energy and will no longer go crazy. There is no need to come here to practice again. Besides, I am about to travel far away. I don't know when I will be back."
"Master, where are you going? How about I go with you?" Zhu Yu begged.
"This time, I have something important. It's inconvenient for you to follow me. Besides, what you have to do now is to practice hard. Being tired from running around will waste your martial arts." Master Kongkong smiled.
"Master Kongkong, why do you suddenly want to travel far away? What are you going to do?" Zhu Yu has been very curious about knowledge since he was a child, and he will not give up until everything is revealed.
"If you want to know, I won't hide it from you. Do you still remember that Master Kongwu, the abbot, came to see me three months ago?" Master Kongkong said.
"Of course I remember this. That day, Master Abbot stopped me halfway, tried my martial arts, and asked me to tell Master to meet him at the back mountain of Shaolin." Zhu Yu raised his head and said.
Master Kongkong said: "Yes, Master Abbot made an appointment with the three masters of the Wudang Sect. Three months later, at this time, we will go with me to do something important."
After Master Kongkong finished speaking, he suddenly turned towards the outside of the cave and said, "Master Wufeng, your unique ability to transmit sounds over a thousand miles is getting better and better. I am waiting for you in Bodhidharma Cave."
After hearing Master Kongkong's words, Zhu Yu looked outside the cave, but it was empty outside. There was no human figure anywhere, only the milky white moonlight quietly smeared on the ground and stone walls at the entrance of the cave, cold and mysterious!
"Master Kongkong, who are you talking to? Why can't I see anyone outside?" Zhu Yu asked timidly.
"Ha, ha, ha!" Kongkong laughed and said, "The three old men of Wudang have arrived three miles away. Master Wufeng, the great old man, asked me if I was here. I answered him with the magical power of lion's roar."
At this time, Zhu Yu discovered that the voice of Master Kongkong was a little weird, and it sounded heart-shaking. It turned out that this was Shaolin's unique skill, the magical skill of lion roar.
"But why can't I hear Master Wufeng's voice?" Zhu Yu asked again.
"Thousand-mile sound transmission technique can only be heard by people with a certain level of skill. If you don't have enough internal power, you won't be able to hear it. However, my previous lion's roar skill is different. People around me can hear it, and people several miles away can also hear it." I heard it, but I only used one level of internal power, so it did no harm to others. If I added more than five levels of internal power, the people around me wouldn't be able to hear my voice, but it would shock their internal organs." Kongkong The master explained.
Zhu Yu said: "Master Kongkong, I once heard Master Kongxin talk about the lion's roar magic skill. I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Can you teach me?"
"It's easy to learn the lion's roar magical skill. As long as the internal strength reaches a certain level, you can learn it. If you want to learn it, I can teach you in the future." Master Kongkong lowered his head and looked at Zhu Yu kindly and said.
As soon as Master Kongkong finished speaking, Zhu Yu felt a cool breeze coming in from outside the cave, and there were already three more old men in green beside him.
"Oh, Sansou came so quickly. He traveled three miles and arrived in just a moment. It seems that his skills have increased a lot compared to four years ago!" Master Kongkong saluted the three of them with his hands together and said slowly.
The three people in front of me are all about six feet tall. The first one has white beard and hair, a long beard hanging down his chest, a rosy complexion, and a kind face. He looks to be around seventy years old. He is Master Wufeng, one of the three old men in Wudang. The other two are , one is about sixty years old, with a dark face and sharp eyes. He is the second old man among the three old men. His Taoist name is Wuxin. The other person has a fair face and a slightly fat body. His Taoist name is Wusi and he ranks third among the three old men.
The Wudang sect was established at the same time as Shaolin and has been established for more than a thousand years. Like Shaolin, Wudang also attaches great importance to the martial arts cultivation of Taoist priests. Together with Shaolin, it is also known as the ancestral court of the Central Plains martial arts. Over the years, although Wudang has not had as many masters as Shaolin, there are three or two outstanding figures among each generation of disciples. The three Wudang old men standing in the cave today are the top masters of the Wudang sect, especially Master Wufeng. , famous for his three-yao palm technique, and has few rivals in the world.
"Master Kongkong, there is no need to be formal. You know that I hate red tape." Seeing Master Kongkong salute him, Master Wufeng said with a smile.
"Master Wufeng doesn't stick to trivial matters, and I Kongkong naturally know that, but this time, Master Kongkong asked you three to help me in Shaolin. If you can come, of course I Kongkong would like to thank the three of you for Master Kongkong." Master Kongkong explained. road.
"Didn't Master Kongkong swear not to accept any more disciples? Who is this kid?" The black-faced Wuxin, who had always been upright, couldn't help but ask when he saw Zhu Yu standing next to Master Kongkong.
"This child's name is Zhu Yu. He was adopted by Shaolin Master Kong Shi. He is now a disciple of Master Kong Xin. He only taught him martial arts and did not accept him as a disciple." Master Kong Kong looked at Zhu Yu lovingly and said.
"Master Kongkong, I Wudang recently sent a disciple to find out that the Sun God Sect and Northern Shaolin have sent people out to look for Linghu Wuya and the Soul-Chasing Witch. It is very likely that the Great Netherworld Sutra was stolen by them. We are on this trip , it’s better to go out of Yumen Pass and find the two of them before making a fuss." Wu Si said.
"That's exactly what I meant. After my Shaolin Great Netherworld Sutra was stolen, the two of them also disappeared. It is very likely that the sutra was stolen by the two of them. If so, they must find a hiding place to practice. In the Central Plains area, Each faction has many eyes and ears, so for them, if they want to avoid being discovered, it is safest to flee to the inaccessible Tianshan area." Master Kongkong analyzed.
"Then let's go now." Wu Xin was really anxious and urged.
"Zhu Yu, I am going to look for your aunt and the Great Netherworld Sutra. I don't know when I will come back. You must practice martial arts diligently so that you can be worthy of big responsibilities in the future. You must not give up." Master Kongkong said to Zhu Yu.
"Master, if you catch Aunt Qiulin, you must not kill her. He has no father or mother. He is so pitiful." Zhu Yu said worriedly.
"Of course not. I caught her to convert her through Zen methods so that she can convert to my Buddha. I will never hurt her. Zhu Yu, you go back to the temple." After Master Kongkong finished speaking, he turned to Wu Master Feng said: "Without further ado, let's go!"
"Okay, without further ado, let's go." After Master Wufeng finished speaking, he turned to Wuxin and Wusi and said, "Wuxin, Wusi, you two should follow closely. Master Kongkong is the best in the world in Qinggong."
As soon as Master Wufeng finished speaking, Zhu Yu felt the figures of the four of them flash in front of his eyes and then disappeared. He couldn't help but marvel at the Qinggong of Master Kongkong and Wudang Sansou.
When Zhu Yu returned to his Zen room, it was already childish. Because what he had seen and heard before made him think so much, he could not fall asleep for a while. He simply sat up and practiced Shaolin internal skills, but he could not enter samadhi, so he simply lay down again and let his thoughts wander. Wandering around.
Zhu Yu heard Master Kongxin and his senior brothers say that in today's martial arts world, in addition to Master Kongkong, there are four masters with the highest martial arts skills, namely Qingcheng Shanyashanzi, Wudang Wufeng Master, Sun God Cult Leader Wuyingren, and Zangdi Sa Venerable Jia Lai of the Sakya sect, ten years ago, these four masters gathered in Shaolin. Wuying, the leader of the Sun God Sect, and Venerable Jia Lai of the Tibetan Sakya sect joined forces to deal with Master Kongkong, Yashanzi and Master Wufeng. In the fight for the Shaolin treasure book, the Great Netherworld Sutra, Master Kongkong, Yashanzi and Master Wufeng finally defeated the Wuying Man and the Venerable Jia Lai, and saved the Great Netherworld Sutra. However, this supreme classic of martial arts was stolen. From then on, both the person and the secret book disappeared without a trace. Today, Master Kongkong and Wudang Sansou, in addition to looking for Aunt Qiulin, the most important thing is to find the whereabouts of the Great Netherworld Sutra, but why does everyone want to get this sutra? This made Zhu Yu puzzled.
When it was almost dawn, Zhu Yu fell into a drowsy dreamland. He dreamed that he was running in the desert with the Great Netherworld Sutra in his hand. As he ran, he suddenly fell into a big pit and couldn't help but fall into the desert. Falling, he felt that he was falling faster and faster. He wanted to reach out and grab the wall of the cave but couldn't grab anything. He couldn't help being shocked and woke up. Zhu Yu opened his eyes and felt dizzy. He was sweating profusely. It was dripping with tears. When I thought about it carefully, it turned out to be a nightmare.
Zhu Yu lay on the bed for a while, and then heard the temple bell ringing "dang, dang, dang". He hurriedly got up and got dressed. Just as he was about to get out of bed, he heard the knock on the door of "Deng, Dang, Dang". The voice was very soft and the rhythm was clear. Zhu Yu knew that this was Lan Ling'er calling him. Ever since he practiced the powerful Vajra Palm technique with Master Kongkong, Zhu Yu had been too lazy to get up because he went to bed late, so Lan Ling'er would come to wake him up from time to time in the morning. , and then the two of them went to morning class together.
At the door opening, Lan Ling'er, dressed in red, stood at the door with a smile. It was different from usual. Lan Ling'er had obviously dressed up deliberately, with red lips and lipstick, and pink and white on her eyelids, making her look more elegant. A little charming, a bit soft in the coolness, Zhu Yu couldn't help being surprised.
Dressing up is a daughter's talent. Even though she is in Shaolin Temple, a place where women are nowhere to be seen, away from the smell of fireworks, and accompanied by green lanterns and cold quilts, Lan Ling'er's innate love for beauty cannot be overshadowed.
"Ling'er, you look so beautiful today." Zhu Yu blurted out when seeing the beautifully dressed Lan Ling'er.
"Am I good-looking? But Senior Brother Kong Ling doesn't think so. I've been training with him for several years, and he doesn't seem to have even looked at me." Lan Ling'er said with some anger.
"Masters are not saying that in the eyes of monks and nuns, there can be no distinction between men and women, whether they are close or not. Even if you are a man or a woman, Brother Kongling will naturally not care about you." Zhu Yu comforted.
"Monk, monk, I'm so annoyed. Can't a monk also return to secular life? Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore. Let's go to morning classes." Lan Ling'er said angrily.
After everyone recited the scriptures collectively in the main hall, Master Kong Xin asked his disciples to meditate and practice Qi in Luohan Hall. He called Zhu Yu, Lan Ling'er, Kong Yuan, Kong Ying, Kong Ling, and Kong Xi to the backyard, where There is a courtyard that is more than ten feet long and seven or eight feet wide. There is an open space in the middle of the yard, covered with dense green grass, surrounded by various flowers and trees with unique shapes. At this time, it is spring, and colorful flowers are competing. It bloomed, bees flew and butterflies danced, and the fragrance overflowed. The six people's hearts, which were tight from practicing nervously all day, suddenly relaxed.
"Today, the six of you will begin to practice the Naohua Finger Technique. This is a point-pointing technique brought to us from India by Bodhidharma. The key is to use agile steps and find opportunities to defeat the enemy with your finger strength." Master Kong Xin said. , while gesturing with his hands.
There are a total of twelve moves in the Nianhua Finger Technique, and it only took six people one morning to learn it. However, this technique is about controlling the enemy with stability, accuracy, ruthlessness and speed, but it cannot be practiced in one or two days.
In the afternoon, Master Kong Xin asked six people to come to the backyard to observe the body paths of bees and butterflies as they collect nectar among the flowers, and compare them with the twelve flower-gripping movements to understand the best movements of each posture.
Everyone practiced this lesson more seriously than usual. Only Lan Ling'er spent the whole afternoon catching butterflies. Every time he caught one, he handed it to Kong Ling. Kong Ling always put his hands together and whispered: "Good, good, good." , the donor should not kill, otherwise the Buddha will be unhappy."
Lan Ling'er smiled and said, "I can't control whether Buddha is happy or not, as long as I am happy." After saying that, he kept laughing "luck, chuck, chuck".
Kong Ling'er couldn't defeat Lan Ling'er, so she had to carefully hold the butterflies in her hands. When Lan Ling'er wasn't paying attention, she secretly let one or two fly, and deliberately shouted: "Fly, the butterflies flew away." While shouting, Make motions like chasing a butterfly.
Lan Ling'er saw that Kong Ling was releasing the butterflies on purpose, but she didn't have any idea. She just said angrily: "I don't kill animals, why did you release them?"
"Brother, you can't even catch a butterfly. I'm afraid you can't practice this fingering technique." Kong Yuan was originally staring at a bee, but when he saw the bee fluttering its wings and flew away, he turned to Kong Ling and said , causing several people to laugh, but unexpectedly, they found Master Kong Xin standing in the middle of the courtyard at some point.
