A hundred miles southeast of Kaifeng City, Henan Prefecture, there is a large mountain called Songshan Mountain. This place is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with complex terrain, intertwined river valleys, rolling mountains, and numerous mountains.
There are dense river networks, numerous water systems, tall trees and dense forests on the mountains, and countless birds and animals. In the previous dynasty, historians recorded in the "Fang Yu Ji Ji", which collected dangerous mountains and rivers, the advantages of ancient and modern battles and defenses, and the success and failure of success and failure. It has a square shape and thick air, so it is called Songgao.
In the mountain, there is the Shaolin Bodhidharma Ancient Zen Temple built thousands of years ago on the hillside of Shaoshi Mountain and founded by Bodhidharma, the great master of Western Buddhism. It is said that the 108 Buddhist temples left by Bodhidharma when he passed away across the Yangtze River to spread the Dharma. There are eighty-one living Buddha relics that can give birth to human flesh and bones, but there are so many people who covet them, and there are really not many people who dare to come and ask for them.
There is also the Tianzhongyue Temple, the sixth small cave dedicated to the Chongsheng Emperor of Taoism. It occupies the Taishi Peak at the southern foot and has a thousand-year history.
It is said that Li Laojun, the founder of Taoism, preached here for nine years in the Spring and Autumn Period. He engraved the "Seven Notes on the Cloud" on the Moyun Cliff in the back mountain for future generations to practice. After a hundred years of wind, rain, and sun, it is still as eye-catching as it was when it was first entered into the stone. Three points.
There is also the Songyang Academy at the foot of Junji Peak, where Old Master, the first Confucian scholar, taught thousands of years ago. At the entrance of the courtyard is the largest statue of the most holy teacher in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
There is a library inside, where scholars and students of all dynasties wrote books and records. After expansion and expansion by emperors one after another, it now covers an area of 100 acres, with nine floors above and below ground.
There are countless books inside. Some students once took stock of them when they had nothing to do. It only took more than a month to count to two floors underground. This does not include the books lent out by students in the academy.
What’s even more surprising is that every spring, when people dry books, the peaks of the back mountains are covered with scrolls and bamboo slips.
There is a saying that “a mountain of books cannot be found in a mountain”. The world only hears about it without knowing whether it is true or not, but it is talked about and proud of by students all over the world.
Less than a hundred feet away from the ancient Shaolin Bodhidharma Zen Temple, and not yet at the foot of the mountain, there is a manor called Zhongyue Jianzhuang. As the name suggests, it talks about swords rather than performing swords or practicing swords. It uses words but does not use hands, which coincides with the undisputed Taoism on the mountain. Compassionate Buddhism and gentlemanly Confucianism, although this place is not as long-standing as the other three, it still has a good background.
It is impossible to know when Zhuangzi appeared, but the source is Gongsun Qinglian, who has been regarded as the model of swordsmanship to this day and is respected as the number one swordsman in the world.
Seven or eight hundred years ago, Gongsun Qinglian went up to Songshan Mountain with his sword in hand, and settled in a cottage at the site of Jianjianzhuang, which was a weedy wilderness at the time. He invited the world's most famous figures to come here to seal swords and lecture on swordsmanship for five years. For a long time, just to prove that sentence
"The world's martial arts originated from Shaolin" is a paradox. In due course, many swordsmen came here to watch, so that in the following hundreds of years, there were countless people who had achieved enlightenment with swordsmanship, and they were as bright as stars.
Afterwards, this master of swordsmanship suddenly realized the realm of immortality, and attained the great path with his sword. He turned into a rainbow and soared away, which was passed down as a legend by future generations. The platform for Gongsun's ascension is right behind Zhuangzi.
It has evolved to this day and gradually formed a scale, and now there is Zhongyue Daojianzhuang, which is different from Shuzhongjiange and believes in the way of fighting with force.
It was early in the morning. Here, there was a girl making tea, followed by He Qingshan, who was leaning on a bamboo stick and wearing makeup as an old woman. There was also Waka Wang who was wearing a robe with several patches that had been washed to white. Worry, the three of them went up the mountain.
Xiaocha was still thinking about Luo Lilian at this time, but her pouted mouth clearly told others that she was unhappy.
Just because Wage Wangyou didn't wear the jet black cloak, it was still hanging on his forearm. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that a jet-black cloak is expensive. It is expected that during this period, it will affect Xiaocha's normal income of begging on the street.
How can this make Xiao Cha happy?
"You really don't want to buy a drink with me at noon?" Hege Wangyou lowered his head and went up the mountain. As careful as he was, he would naturally worry that his appearance would arouse others' dislike or criticism.
Xiao Cha just held the copper bowl and muttered, and hummed as a response. At this time, there were mostly pilgrims going up the mountain. Seeing Xiao Cha's well-behaved approach and approaching the Buddhist holy land, there were many kind-hearted people seeking good luck, and they also collected a lot of copper coins along the way.
Even so, Xiaocha was still angry. Hege Wangyou smiled and said: "I heard that there are often good wines presented by some aristocratic sects in Jianzhuang. It shouldn't hurt to have a taste." Xiaocha said again.
"Humph", He Qingshan interjected and joked: "Taojianzhuang was influenced by Shaolin's compassion to save the world. Now it is like a place where beggars rest and live. The drinks they drink every day have become the beggars' by default. "Object, do you think you have offended our little tea, can you still taste it?" Hege Wangyou couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and said: "But Xiaocha, this big cloak of mine is very expensive, I really can't bear to throw it away."
"Don't look down on our little tea. Our little tea is not such a narrow-minded person." He Qingshan rolled his eyes at Hege Wangyou, but his original appearance should have been charming, but now he is worthy of such an old woman. The appearance is really a bit unflattering.
Wage Wangyou echoed as if pretending to be stupid,
"Of course I know that the little tea girl is generous and reasonable, but I really don't know what made the little tea girl unhappy." He Qingshan laughed and said: "My little tea even found out where he was going in the middle of the night, and let him We have taken care of ourselves along the way, and we can get there in less than three or two days, but you suddenly changed the itinerary. Doesn’t this make our little tea lose its trust? My little tea is such a woman, and she has become a joke because of you. You are so angry. Are you angry?" Hege Wangyou laughed at himself: "It's annoying." He Qingshan added: "And my little tea is still angry with you. The fight in the past few days was really unpleasant. Isn't it just that you have momentum? It’s so shameful to have a fight and keep nagging sentence after sentence as if chanting sutras, but in the end let that Hanyuu Walnut run away.”
"Oh oh oh, it's really embarrassing. It's really embarrassing." Waka Wangyou and He Qingshan sang together, which made Xiaocha in front of him relax his brows. It was obvious that he was not as angry as before, but he still didn't talk to him.
Hege Wangyou said again: "So we didn't just find him all the way, right? When we find him this time, we will definitely not let him escape again." There were scattered sounds of fighting not far away, and I guess I came to Li Daojian The village is not far away.
Wage Wangyou continued to talk to the little girl in front of him.
"It's just that this is also the place where the four religions of Middle-earth gather. Are you sure that Hanyu Kurumi really came here?" He Qingshan, who was dressed as an old woman, saw that there were few people around him and laughed without scruples.
"You, please stop saying a few words. If you make Xiaocha unhappy again, it will be really difficult to find Hanyu Hutao." Wage Wangyou hurriedly flattered her and said,
"The little tea girl with your style is so transparent and exquisite, so she understands that I don't mean this. How could she blame me like an ordinary person like you?" He Qingshan also gave him a big eye roll.
The little tea in front of me has the nature of a child. Luo Lilian gradually lost her voice in her mouth. She was obviously trying to compare the true and false meanings of Wage Wangyou's words, and her eyes rolled around, which was really cute.
We have arrived at the gate of Daojian Villa. There is only a small path connecting the gate of the villa to the mountain road. The villa is looming among the towering trees, and you can faintly hear the sounds of gold and gold coming from inside, all of which demonstrate the martial arts complex of this place.
Suddenly a little beeping flower came running towards me and shouted:
"Little tea girl," the little tea girl frowned and said, "Why are you so flustered? Can you be more steady?" She has learned a lot about the respect and inferiority in the adult world.
The little beggar came forward very respectfully and said respectfully: "Little tea girl, in the middle of the night you asked about, there was news that someone had gone crazy in the past few days and had given Phoenix a good meal. Noisy." Xiaocha was stunned, eyes full of disbelief.
He Qingshan on the side was also stunned, which was indeed a bit unbelievable. The air around him suddenly stagnated, and it was so heavy that it made people breathless. Hege Wangyou also frowned, turned his head towards the little beggar, and spoke word by word,
"Really?" The little beggar was obviously a little panicked by this momentum, and said tremblingly: "Yes...that's right." Hege Wangyou stood there in deep thought and said nothing. The little beggar was overwhelmed by the pressure and didn't know what to do with it. good.
Just by seeing Waka Wangyou's expression, we can guess that he is worried about his old friend. He Qingshan, who has a lot of social contacts with the Ye family, is also worried about him and urges: "What's going on?" The little beggar hesitated. : "A group of strong men who don't know where they came from have appeared in Phoenix City. They seem to have kidnapped my sister in the middle of the night, so..." Hege Wangyou took a step forward, overwhelming the little beggar who was already palpitating. Forced to take a step back.
"Ye Hao Ne?" The little beggar shivered, her face turned pale with fright, and she could no longer speak.
Waka Wangyou, who was naturally weighing what to do, frowned slightly, and the two scars squirmed slightly. He had been chasing Hanyu Kurumi for several days, and it was also because he was as cunning as a fox and his whereabouts were unpredictable, so that he escaped by chance again and again. This time Finally, there was definite news that it had appeared on the border of Songshan Mountain, and Hege Wangyou didn't want to miss this rare opportunity.
It's just that this happened to an old friend. Waka Wangyou, who had traveled thousands of miles across the sea, came to the west one of his purposes this time was to meet Ye Zangeng. Naturally, he was very concerned about it, so he decided to put aside the matter of Hanyu Kurumi for the time being. On the side, it is most important to go find old friends first.
Before they could discuss it with He Qingshan and Xiaocha, another old beggar came running from the direction of Jianzhuang. His dirty body was wrapped in a tattered robe full of patches. He bowed and said respectfully: "Little tea girl, the younger one is Songshan..."
"Let's talk about the important point." Xiaocha, who was very good-tempered in addition to being a child at such a young age, became angry again and Ge Wangyou changed the schedule again. He waved his little hand and his tone was a little impatient.
Seeing this tattered suit, the old beggar who had to mend at least seven or eight patches hurriedly said: "You asked the Japanese man you were looking for to hide in Jianzhuang." You want to blame this old man who is the elder of the gang. A beggar has no eyesight when speaking, and he handed over such a derogatory name in front of the Fuying people. Before He Qingshan could speak, Wage Wangyou, who had already made a choice in his heart, accurately headed in the direction of Taojianzhuang.
The majestic momentum spread out unabashedly. He Qingshan spoke first,
"Lead the way." The old beggar, who was frightened by the sudden burst of energy from this tall man with a scar on his face, did not dare to speak and trotted all the way.
When the black cloak in his hand was handed to He Qingshan, the bamboo pole was taken back by Wage Wangyou.
"Wait a moment, I'll be right back." The majestic momentum was fleeting. He Qingshan was stunned.
"Isn't he trying to do something here?"
