Fang Muye turned to Xuanci and said, "Master Xuanci, can you take us to your temple's Buddhist Scripture Pavilion?"

Xuanci was moved in his heart and asked: "May I ask if this person Mr. Fang is going to meet is the 'Zhongshen Monk' that Mr. Fang once said?"

As soon as Xuanci said these words, the other seven eminent monks of the Xuan generation all looked solemn and listened attentively.

Ever since the Shaolin Temple heard the news that Bai Xiaosheng's "Five Wonders in the World", among which the "Middle God Monk" with the highest martial arts skills, had lived in seclusion in the temple for decades, it was extremely shocked.

The monks in the Shaolin Temple are ranked at the top of the martial arts world. This is a matter of great joy and pride. However, none of the eminent monks of the Xuan generation knew about the identity of this "Middle Divine Monk", even after a thorough investigation.

, but also found nothing. When the abbot asked about it, he was naturally very concerned.

Fang Muye smiled slightly and replied: "Exactly!"

Xuanci put his hands together and said, "Donor Fang, Master Duan, and Master Xiao, please follow me." Then he led the three of them out slowly.

The Shaolin Temple occupies a very large area, with hundreds of front halls and back halls. Fang Muye and the other three followed Xuanci through the hall and through the cloisters, becoming more and more remote until they came to a forest next to the temple. Only one tree was visible.

A bluestone path passes through the forest.

Everyone walked northwest along the path. After turning a few turns, their eyes suddenly opened up. They could only hear the sound of gurgling water. Next to the mountain stream stood a three-story pavilion. There was a plaque on the top of the building that read "Sutra Collection Pavilion."

Three words.

As he got closer, he saw a skinny monk in a green robe holding a broom on the corridor outside the second floor pavilion, sweeping the floor with his body bent, slowly coming out from the back.

This monk is quite young, and his sparse long beards are completely white. He moves slowly and has no strength. He does not look like he has any martial arts skills. He is not aware of the people approaching you, and still

He was cleaning the corridor on his own.

Xuanci and other monks were all unfamiliar with this old sweeping monk. Seeing that he was a serving monk in the temple, they thought to themselves: "Could this old master be the 'Middle Divine Monk'?

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Although the serving monk is a Shaolin Temple monk, he only ordains but does not become a master, does not teach martial arts, does not practice meditation, and does not rank among the generations of "Xuan, Hui, Void, and Kong". In addition to chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha, he only makes fires.

, farming, sweeping, kitchen work, civil engineering work.

There are many monks in Shaolin Temple, and Xuanci and others are the first-class eminent monks in the temple. It is not surprising that they do not know this monk. But thinking about the purpose of coming here, they also have a guess about the identity of this old monk.

Then he saw Fang Muye stop his steps, look up towards the second floor, clasped his fists and saluted, and said loudly: "Holy Monk, Fang, please forgive me for disturbing you."

The monks were shocked: "It is indeed him!"

Just hearing an old sigh, the old monk put down the broom in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at everyone.

Then his body didn't move at all. He was like a feather, floating gently, slowly passed the railing on the second floor, and then slowly floated to the ground in front of the main entrance of the Sutra Pavilion, where he stood in front of everyone.

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Seeing the martial arts skills displayed by the sweeping monk, everyone except Fang Muye was amazed and admired them. They thought that such a hidden internal skill, when the power is reached, the body is lifted up, it is ethereal and misty, it is truly extraordinary.

Miraculously, could it be that this old monk is actually the incarnation of a Bodhisattva? Otherwise, how could he have such vast supernatural powers and boundless Dharma?

Xiao Feng asked himself in his heart, although he and this old monk were ranked among the "Five Bests in the World", their martial arts were far different. I am afraid that only Master and him could compare with him in this world.

The sweeping monk put his hands together and saluted the monks in the Shaolin Temple and said, "I have seen many eminent monks."

Xuanci and other monks did not dare to be disrespectful. They clapped their hands together and returned the salute, saying respectfully: "I have met the master."

The sweeping monk looked at Fang Muye again, and saw that his eyes were blank and he had no energy at all, as if he could not see anything. When others looked at it, they felt that there was an inexplicable intention and a vague power. He couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart and felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Fang Muye, who faced him directly, looked at him with a smile as if nothing had happened.

After a while, the sweeping monk put his hands together and said, "I must be the benefactor of 'Bai Xiaosheng'."

Fang Muye nodded with a smile, clasped his fists and said, "Exactly, Fang Muye has seen the divine monk."

The sweeping monk said calmly: "I have been sweeping the floor in the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple for decades. Although I can't remember exactly how many years ago, I always did it in forty-two or three years. I always thought it was inconspicuous and silent.

It stinks, but I never thought that Donor Fang would find out about it. Donor Fang really has great supernatural powers."

Fang Muye could hear the blame in his words, but he didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said, "The holy monk deserves the reward."

The sweeping monk looked calm, shook his head, and said: "Thanks to the support of the benefactor, I have previously determined the 'Five Wonders of the World' and returned Lao Na to it. However, Lao Na got the title of 'Middle Divine Monk' out of thin air.

I am afraid that I have surpassed the category of 'extreme master' and become a 'unparalleled master'. I am an outsider, and I really don't deserve such praise. Donor Fang originally cared about Lao Na's tranquility and did not want to reveal his identity. Why?

Now that he has brought someone to look for him again, is it possible that Donor Fang has been able to defeat me and is not afraid that he will cause trouble for you?"

Although the sweeping monk does not live in the world, he often listens to the normal conversations of the monks in the temple and knows a lot about what is happening in the world. These words were borrowed from Fang Muye’s poem in Zuixian Tower in Yangzhou.

, about his words.

Fang Muye clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Don't dare! Fang has really committed a crime by disturbing the holy monk's spiritual practice. However, Fang came here because he really has something important to ask for advice. I hope the holy monk will be merciful."

The sweeping monk asked: "Oh? I wonder what Fang Shi wants to ask?"

Fang Muye pointed at Xiao Feng and said: "This is Fang's disciple Xiao Feng. His biological father Xiao Yuanshan has been hiding near the Shaolin Temple since thirty years ago and often enters the temple. The divine monk must have observed him."

The sweeping monk looked at Xiao Feng, with a look of approval in his eyes, and said: "It turns out that the donor is the leader of the Beggar Clan, Qiao, who is famous all over the world. The donor now knows his life experience." The implication of his words was that he had already known about Xiao Feng's life experience.

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Xiao Feng bowed to the sweeping monk and said: "Xiao Feng paid homage to the sacred monk. I only learned about my life experience not long ago. This time, my master took me to visit the Shaolin Temple and disturb the sacred monk's spiritual practice in order to find my father and return the favor."

Please ask the holy monk to take pity on Xiao Feng and his son who have been separated from each other for thirty years, and tell me where my father is."

The sweeping monk put his hands together and returned the salute, and said slowly: "I have not been known to anyone in the temple for many years, but I have never seen or heard many things. I have also seen your respected layman Xiao countless times. I remember the first time I saw him.

Practitioner Xiao, one night thirty years ago, he went into the Sutra Pavilion to borrow classics and read a copy of "Wuxianjie Fingerprint". When he came back for the second time, he read a copy of "Shan Yong Meng Quan Technique".

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"At that time, I secretly sighed, knowing that Lay Practitioner Xiao had become possessed by this evil spirit. He couldn't bear it, so he placed a copy of the Lotus Sutra and a "Za Agama Sutra" in the place where Lay Practitioner Xiao used to collect books.

I was able to borrow it for study and enlightenment. Unexpectedly, Practitioner Xiao was obsessed with martial arts and ignored the authentic Buddhist teachings. He put these two scriptures aside, found a book "The Magic Wand Method" and took it out. From then on, Practitioner Xiao came to visit every time.

I came here to borrow martial arts books, and fell deeper and deeper into the devil's way. Alas, what a pity, what a pity! You must know that the sea of ​​suffering has no limit, and there is no end at all. After Xiao Donor saw your father, he still had to give some advice."

When Xuanci and other Shaolin monks heard this, they were all horrified. Xiao Yuanshan had been lurking beside the Shaolin Temple for thirty years. He secretly entered the Sutra Pavilion at night to read martial arts classics. All the monks in the temple were confused and unaware of anything. It was true.

It's so incompetent and a huge loss of face.

Xuanci sighed again in his heart, lowered his head, and thought: "Xiao Yuanshan's benefactor sneaked into the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion and secretly learned the martial arts of the temple. This was probably because he was wronged outside Yanmen Pass. Shaolin martial arts classics were secretly learned, but it was

The sins that I, the abbot of Shaolin, planted back then. Alas! Sin! Sin!"

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