In Shaolin Temple and in the quiet room, Kong Wen sat upright with his eyes closed, his two white eyebrows growing on his cheeks, and he drooped down, and his heart was still thinking about the mysterious Dharma body he had passed by before.

Who exactly is he, where he comes from, and why he has no impression of him?

I have been able to attain the golden body of the Arhat for more than a hundred years. I have seen many rising stars who have achieved Dharma bodies. I have watched many talented younger generations encounter difficulties and stagnate. I have also traveled to the East China Sea and practiced asceticism in the Western Regions. I have also sighed at the southern wilderness, reaching the extreme north, wandering between heaven and earth, looking for other worlds with creatures, but I have never had the impression of a man in green robe and a woman in goose yellow robe in my mind.

And this is unless they never walk in the world, or they are old monsters who hide in the world before breaking through the Tongren Lane?

Could it be the hidden sect, just like the Lanke Temple, which has been gone for decades?

When I thought of Lanke Temple, Kong Wen felt a little palpitation. Not to mention the strange adventures I saw when I was young, I only realized the golden body and wandered around the world. However, after the great change forty years ago, I could no longer find Lanke Temple. According to the nature of the Pure Land of the Pure Land of the Body, it should not disappear inexplicably unless it was completely broken or for other reasons. The same as it, the other remaining ruined Pure Lands of the Pure Land of the Body is gone.

Thinking of the mysterious disintegration of the true meaning of the Zhen Sect’s magical power, and thinking of all the strange things that forty years ago, the answer seems to be about to come out, but I can’t escape the fog, as if I have forgotten something, but what is certain is that the truth will be very terrifying, enough to make people ⊕≥ the mind collapse.

"Namo Amitabha." Kong Wen chanted the Buddha's name low and decided to wander again. He suspected that the mysterious Dharma body of the previous one came from the Pure Land or Cave Heaven that had disappeared strangely, and perhaps they had reappeared in the world!

If you still don’t find it, go back to the temple to search for the classics of the previous generations to see if they are old monsters who have never been corrupted in time.

His body became transparent, glass like gold, and his spiritual consciousness revealed, traveling between heaven and earth.

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Outside the Main Hall, several errand monks held their breath and pushed open the half-closed door, intending to clean up the place.

As soon as the door opened, they saw two glass lamps burning quietly in front of the Buddha, emitting dim light. The golden Buddha statue was solemn and merciful. He picked up a brahma flower with his middle finger and thumb with his right hand. In front of the glass lamp, there was a figure of a blue shirt standing. He was wearing a fan cloud crown, his temples were gray, and his hands were covered with warm lights. He raised his head slightly and looked at the Buddha statue, leisurely and contented. Beside him, there was a woman in goose yellow clothes. Standing in the dim light, it covered a little brightness and a lot of tranquility.

Someone is in the Main Hall!

Someone quietly broke into the Main Hall!

The serious monks were no more slow than real disciples. It took a long time to come back to their senses and stumbled out. Some shouted loudly, and some looked for the elders and heads nearby.

After a while, the Shaolin formation was opened invisibly, and there was a glazed gloss in the air. The first seat of the Bodhi Academy was empty. The first seat of the Bodhi Academy Wusi, and the first seat of the Precepts Academy Wujing arrived first. They were all wearing yellow monk robes and red cassocks, with a solemn expression, and quietly surrounded Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei in the center.

Meng Qi looked at the familiar elders, walking with his hands behind his back, and was calm. Each step not only did not affect the monks' aura, but instead stepped on the cardinal rhythm of the changes in the world in them, making the momentum they condensed was always interrupted, which was very uncomfortable and unable to take action.

After a few more breaths, Abbot Kong Wen, who was awakened by Xuanbei, stepped into the Main Hall with a nine-ring tin staff in his hand. He looked at Meng Qi, raised his hand, and pronounced the Buddha's name and said, "I don't know why the donor came to my Shaolin?"

He had long recognized it as the mysterious Dharma body he had just passed by, and did not accuse the incident of stumble into it, and pointed it directly at the goal.

At the same time, he initially judged that Jiang Zhiwei's aura and sword refining characteristics, such as Jiang Zhiwei's aura and sword refining characteristics, but his strength is far superior to Zhou Taichong, the strongest in Xijian Pavilion.

Could it be a superb figure who can successfully step out after being closed for one or two hundred years in Xi Jian Pavilion?

But the mysterious Dharma body is not like the man from the Sword Pavilion...

Meng Qi smiled slightly and asked back with his left hand: "Abbot Kong Wen, let's change the position, it's a bit the opposite of the host and the guest at the moment."

At this time, Meng Qi stood in front of the Buddha statue, and Kong Wen was at the position of entering the hall, as if the former was the master and the latter was the guest.

Kong Wen saw Meng Qi's posture calm and showed no hostility, so he raised his hand again, bowed, and kept vigilant and interspersed with Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei.

After the guest split, Meng Qi still seemed to have returned to his home and said casually: "Sit down and talk about it later."

Without waiting for the Shaolin monks to agree, he sat cross-legged on the cushion in the hall, followed by Jiang Zhiwei.

"The donor is free and easy, more like a Zen disciple than me." Kong Wen said with a smile, and then sat down. Kong Jian, Wusi, Wujing, Xuanbei and others sat down one after another, and they still surrounded Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei in the center.

Meng Qi naturally put his hands on his knees and said with a smile: "I heard that Shaolin martial arts is extensive, and there are as many as four great masters and magical skills. It just so happens that I am well-informed and memorable. I am known for my extensive knowledge and extensive learning. I will ask for advice."

The four elements are the "Smile with Flowers" in the Tathagata's Divine Palm, the Mo Ke Fist of the Demon Subduing, the Great Dream Sutra, and the Yi Jin Sutra.

It was indeed here to challenge... Wujing snorted lowly. Since Shaolin Sect, similar people have always been indispensable. The other monks also had similar thoughts. Only Xuande's face was solemn, because he knew that the other party was a Dharma body, and the only one who challenged was the master.

"Amitabha, the donor has attained the Dharma body, so I can only follow it." Kong Wen's face did not cause any turmoil.

The Dharma body? Has realized the Dharma body? Until this time, monks such as Kongjian, Wusi and Wujing were shocked to realize the other party's horror. Although they had known before that the person who came was extraordinary and his aura was difficult to judge, they did not expect that they were actually a Dharma body!

When did there be such a Dharma body in the world?

Is he sure to beat the abbot?

Meng Qi said with a smile: "Has Abbot Kong Wen mastered the 72 unique skills?"

"Never." Kong Wenpinghe replied, "The seventy-two unique skills are profound and profound. If you study a few of them, you can see the meaning of Zen. If you learn the whole thing, you will inevitably lose your energy and contradict each other."

"You can see all the unique skills in my heart." Meng Qi looked around the monks, "Why would you like this? I will suppress my strength to the same level. Please give me advice?"

What was his idea? The Shaolin monks had never encountered similar requests. As the head of the Dharma Academy, Kongjian and Kongwen looked at each other and whispered: "Amitabha. Then please ask the donor to borrow this Maha finger."

As soon as he finished speaking, his ten fingers on his knees bounced continuously. The whistling sound filled all directions. There were tens of thousands of light golden finger winds, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at most, at no evasion, and at no stoppability

As soon as the finger wind came out, the monks in Shaolin saw the ten fingers on the man in the green robe bounced along with each other. There was also a whizzing sound, and tens of thousands of light golden finger winds hit from every corner.

Bang bang bang! The finger wind collided, and the strong wind swept through the Main Hall. Meng Qi blocked Kongjian's Maha finger without any fault.

"Maha finger! You can also do it! Where did you learn Maha finger?" Wu Jing, the head of the precepts, suddenly stood up, full of hatred of evil.

He actually secretly learned Shaolin's Maha finger!

Suddenly, monks looked at Meng Qi with contempt and hatred.

Meng Qi smiled slightly: "The Buddha's martial arts come from the Tathagata. Can Bodhidharma understand the unique skills from the Tathagata's magic palm. Can't you? You can master more than seventy-two unique skills!"

Over time, the monks in Shaolin have become more and more proud. They are arrogant, square and close to each other. Han Guang can attract people and have many helps in this regard. Therefore, they have to sluggish their aura.

"Then let me see!" Wujing's index finger was bent and showed a blue-red glass shape. He knocked forward suddenly, and suddenly a blue-red phantom of Ananda Dragon King appeared. He solidified and hit Meng Qi, which was extremely powerful. He burst into introverted and specialized in protecting the body.

Meng Qi also raised his right hand, bent his index finger and knocked it out in a blue-red glass shape. He hit the phantom of Ananda Dragon King with a bang, knocking it into pieces, making Wujing unable to withstand the backlash and sit back.

It was Ananda's finger! Suddenly, a group of monks stood up, and attacked Meng Qi one by one, all of whom were dealt with by Meng Qi as they were.

At the end, they looked dull and sat in a futon, unable to believe what they had witnessed.

The man in the green robe opposite actually mastered seventy-two unique skills at the same time!

——Apart from the secret of sacrificing one's own life, it is difficult to display such a reed crossing the river.

Since Master Bodhidharma, no one has mastered all the unique skills at the same time!

"Amitabha, the donor is a unique skill that is forced to replicate with a Buddhist magical skill." Abbot Kong Wen looked around coldly and saw the essence. He raised his right hand, pressed his middle finger and index finger on each other, as if he was picking a flower, and smiled on his face with a pure Zen smile, brushing towards Meng Qi.

The first thing to do is to focus on the meditation mind, which cannot be imitated by sensing the route of operation and the mobilization of the laws of heaven and earth!

At this moment, he saw the man in the green robe smiling, but behind him a Bodhi tree with both prosperity and prosperity appeared. One hand pointed to the sky and the other hand touched the ground, and suddenly turned into a golden Buddha, filling the world.

"I am the only one in the world!"

The grand sound enters the ears, and the withered and prosperous Bodhi blooms out the clear light of glass, both withered and prosperous, pointing directly to the heart, the taste of Zen is long.

Kong Wen seemed to have realized something and wanted to grasp this idea, while the other monks were already intoxicated, intoxicated in Buddhism, intoxicated in the wake of "I am the only one".

Then, Kong Wen saw a man in green robe with gray temples slowly getting up, walked out of the Main Hall with his hands behind his back, leisurely and contented.

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The living Buddha Hutuktu first came to Shaolin, and Kongwen was one of the enemies he valued the most.

"I am not only healing my injuries, but also have a further opportunity to challenge the strong enemies one by one, defeat them, and accumulate momentum and confidence." Hutuktu walked up the stairs, his momentum was restrained, and his thoughts were full of high spirits.

At this time, he saw a man in green robe and a woman in goose yellow robe came down from Shaolin. He didn't care much and passed by them.

They were at peace with each other and took a few more steps. Hutuktu suddenly felt a move in his heart, and turned around and smiled at Jiang Zhi:

"I haven't been in the world for many years, but I didn't expect that Xi Jiange would pour out such talents. How can Zhou Taichong be safe now?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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