"Buddha pinches flowers, Kassapa smiles. With the heart as the seal, it is not taught outside the sect. " Shaolin was a place where martial arts were the most flourishing in the world. Its rules were extremely strict, which made people forget its other famous identity — the Zen Sect, the ancestral court of the Han Dynasty.
Chen Ang stood in front of the Shaolin Stele Forest, observing these simple stone tablets. Behind him, a large group of martial arts people gathered outside the mountain gate. The Skanda in the gate was held high, and the Stele Forest was full of famous calligraphers of the past generations. Many of them were carved by the eminent monks of the Zen Sect. It was really a wonderful place.
Unfortunately, these martial arts people did not have the same interest as Chen Ang. They had no interest in these simple characters. Instead, they widened their eyes and looked at the empty space behind the mountain gate. Of course, if Chen Ang told them that these inconspicuous stone tablets hid many traces of the martial arts left by the Zen Sect, then it would be different.
Without enough wisdom, even if there were peerless martial arts in front of them, what could they do? As before, he was completely blind and illiterate.
Anyone who had been in Jianghu for a few days would have heard of Shaolin. Even if they were not martial arts people, as long as they had some knowledge, they should know about Shaolin. It was not only a sect in Jianghu, but also the ancestral court of the Zen Sect. Abbot Xuan Ci was known as the Tiger-taming Arhat in the early years. But no matter how famous he was, people would only remember his identity — the Abbot of Shaolin.
Abbot Xuan Ci was respected for his strong martial arts. But Shaolin's Buddhism declined, leaving only the name of Shaolin. If Abbot Xuan Ci's martial arts were not good, Shaolin would not have the face to call itself the holy land of martial arts. A thousand-year-old temple rose and fell like this.
Fortunately, this time, Shaolin did not have to bear such great pressure.
Because their opponent was recognized as the most terrifying and powerful master in Jianghu for a hundred years. It was a terrible force that had never existed in Jianghu.
Western Xia's Class One Hall, Heaven Mountain's Spirit Vulture Palace, Jiangnan's Jiangnan's Thunderbolt Hall, Sichuan's Tang Sect, the Wen Clan, and countless other famous sects of various sizes that could compare to Shaolin Temple were reduced to ashes before this powerful, crushing force.
The three words "Martial Prohibition Hall" were like Mount Tai and the North Sea, pressing heavily on the hearts of everyone present.
Behind this unconventional monster in the martial arts world stood an even more suffocating behemoth. The thing that they used to laugh at made everyone feel a deep pressure today. Someone sighed.
"The imperial court!"
The heroes of Wulin present, like commoners in the marketplace, sighed helplessly, lamenting the shadow and horror of this behemoth. It was not only because of the Central's awe-inspiring reputation for a thousand years, but also because of the demon-like shadow behind it, who was now standing in front of the stele forest and looking at the calligraphy with great interest.
Although there were five hundred Shaolin monks behind Xuan Ci, facing Chen Ang, he still felt his scalp tingle. Before he could say anything, Chen Ang had already turned around and looked at the heroes of Wulin present.
"Almsgiver Chen, regarding the enmity between me and Murong family, I have already invited a few legendary figures to prove that Murong family's actions had nothing to do with Shaolin. We really did not know about the restoration of Xianbei," Xuan Ci said in a deep voice. He stood up and let the few legendary figures come up. It was still Zhao Qiansun, Zhi Guang and the others.
Master Zhi Guang looked at Chen Ang and said, "Almsgiver Chen, we meet again!"
"Master Zhi Guang, how have you been?" Chen Ang smiled and said.
"Sleep less, talk less, I only hope that Almsgiver Chen can give me peace." Master Zhi Guang put his palms together and bowed deeply to the heroes present. He said, "Almsgiver Xiao, today is the day the truth will be revealed. The tragedy outside Yanmen Pass will come to an end today! Almsgiver, please come out for a chat, please come out for a chat! "
His voice reverberated in the field and could be heard from tens of miles away.
"I am coming!" A loud shout came from afar. After a few leaps, Xiao Feng arrived at the front of the mountain gate. Seeing his arrival, the heroes were in an uproar. Many shouts came from all directions, "Xiao Feng, you bastard who killed your father, your mother and your master!"
"Kill this dog!"
"A real man dares to do what he does! If it was me who did it, I will take responsibility. If it was not me who did it, no one can pour dirty water on me! I am a real man, I dare to take responsibility for what I have done. Even if it was me who killed my father and mother, why wouldn't I dare to admit it? "His words were stern.
Everyone saw that he was tall and had a broad chest and thick arms. Between his brows, there was a natural majesty and he actually had a calm expression. They muttered in their hearts: I have heard that Qiao Feng is a generous and straightforward person. Seeing him today, how could such a man be someone who hides his head and shows his tail? Could it be that we are really mistaken?
"Amitabha! Everyone, please listen to what I have to say! " Master Zhi Guang said slowly, "I believe that Mister Xiao, Elder Xu, the Qiao couple and Master Xuan Ku's death have other secrets. Everyone, please listen slowly." Everyone naturally believed in Master Zhi Guang's prestige. They were immediately appeased and looked at the field.
"Twenty years ago, the tragedy outside the Yan Men Pass was done by me and my men." Xuan Ci sighed, "I was deceived by others. I mistakenly believed the words of the scoundrel and caused Mister Xiao's family to be innocent. All the sins are on me!"
"What a pity!" Chen Ang sighed.
"Abbot Xuan Ci, it was an unintentional mistake. It is indeed a pity!" Master Zhi Guang shook his head and sighed.
"It is a pity that Abbot Xuan Ci became a monk. If you became an official, there would definitely be a first rank official position for you in the imperial court." Chen Ang said lightly, "Abbot Xuan Ci, you can speak slowly. There are still many sins after this. The sins of Second Mother Ye, the wrongdoings of the Shaolin disciples, you have to bear all of them. I don't know if the sins are too light or your shoulders are too heavy?"
Hearing this, Xuan Ci's body couldn't help but tremble. He could not stand still for a moment. He silently took a deep breath and closed his eyes, not daring to look at Chen Ang.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The hot-tempered Xuan Shi said angrily. He grabbed the Buddhist staff beside him and was about to rush forward when he heard Xuan Ci shout, "Junior Xuan Shi, stop! Nameless anger is the most harmful cultivation. Stand down! "
Xuan Ci sighed, "Mister Chen is right. I am guilty …"
"And it is a sin that cannot be washed clean even with all the water in the four seas. It is a sin that cannot be washed clean even with all the iron in the nine continents! A great sin! " Chen Ang said slowly, "The Buddhist precepts are divided into basic precepts and mahayana precepts. However, killing is the first precept and lust is the second or third precept …"
"We Shaolin monks exterminate evil and protect the Dao. We uphold justice and eliminate evil. Even if we violated the precept of killing and fell into Avici, it was out of kindness and good deeds. If you use this to slander Abbot Xuan Shi, you will only become a laughing stock!" Xuan Shi glared angrily and said sarcastically, "Even if Abbot Xuan Shi committed the sin of killing, it is not your turn to speak!"
His words were magnanimous. Shaolin monks sacrificed many lives to exterminate evil and protect the Dao. Even though it was a pity to kill innocent people, the heroes present at the scene did not dare to say that they had never killed an innocent person. Master Xuan Ci believed in evil and killed innocent people. Even though it was a pity, it was not an unforgivable sin. They all supported Xuan Shi.
Master Zhiguang also said, "Even though Abbot Xuan Ci is wrong, mister, you have gone too far. Abbot Xuan Shi has repented long ago. I only wish to resolve this ill-fated relationship with him. Benefactor Xiao, this old monk's life is yours to take. With the heroes present as witnesses, they will definitely not blame you. I only hope that my life will be able to avenge your parents' blood feud. "
"Blood for blood, blood for blood! Heroes, it is only right and proper for Mister Xiao to avenge his parents. Even if we die, we will not have any complaints! " Zen Master Zhi Guang took a step forward and bared his bony chest. He said, "We have committed a grave sin by killing a good person by mistake. If everyone were to seek revenge for us, I will not be able to rest in peace even in the netherworld!"
"Karma is retribution. Mister Chen is right, I was wrong! Mister Xiao, I have let you down! "
Zhao Qiansun also sighed. He took off his shirt and revealed his hairy chest. He handed over a sharp knife and said to Xiao Feng, "I, Zhao Qiansun, have lived an ignoble life for decades. Every time I close my eyes, I can still see the tragic scene. Today, I have to pay for my life with such calmness. Xiao Juan, before you die, are you willing to sing for me those songs from the past?"
Granny Tan covered her mouth and whimpered, "Why do you have to do this, why do you have to do this?"
"Outside Yanmen Pass, it was our fault. A good man dares to take responsibility for his actions. I, Zhao Qiansun, have forgotten my name all my life. From today onwards, I can calmly carve my name on my grave. Xiao Juan, carve my name on it!"
"Who wants to carve your name? Who knows what it is?" Elder Tan was so angry that his eyes widened. He looked at Xiao Feng, then back at Granny Tan. For a moment, he did not know what to say. Then.
Xuan Ci opened his mouth, wanting to say something. He saw Chen Ang staring at him. He opened his mouth a few times, then closed it a few times. His face showed an extremely conflicted expression. Two droplets of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He choked, "Mister Chen, Mister Chen …"
It was difficult to say everything.
Xiao Feng took the knife and looked at Monk Zhiguang and Zhao Qiansun. His hands trembled slightly. He asked, "Decades ago, you killed my parents. Today, as their son, I, Xiao, will avenge them. Should I, should I?"
"Avenging one's father is right and proper. Mister Chen should. Mister Xiao, you should be enjoying the happiness of your family. The debt of blood that I have committed must naturally be repaid with blood. Mister Chen, do it! "Monk Zhiguang closed his eyes and said.
Xiao Feng raised the knife and stabbed it down angrily. Everyone present cried out in surprise. Among them, only a woman's voice was the clearest.
When everyone came back to their senses, they saw Monk Zhiguang's shocked expression. Only then did they see that the knife was buried in the ground in front of him. Only the handle was left outside. There were so many people here that the ground was harder than the bluestone. But now, the knife was buried in the ground. This palm strength could be said to be unparalleled.
"Could it be that Xiao Feng thinks that the knife is too sharp and wants to kill them with the Dragon Subduing Palm?" Everyone thought.
Only A 'Zhu looked at Xiao Feng with tears streaming down her face. Only she knew what kind of struggle Xiao Feng had gone through.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!" Xiao Feng raised his head and screamed crazily. "In the past, my father did not kill you. Today, I will also spare your lives …" After saying this, he could not continue.
Zhao Qiansun and Zhi Guang looked down. They could not bear to look at him.
Only Chen Ang kept staring at Xuan Ci. He saw his face change from struggle to calmness.
Xuan Ci's eyes were calm. He raised his head and looked at Chen Ang.
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