Chapter 1 The birth

The main hall of Juekang in the north courtyard of Jokhao Temple is surrounded by purple smoke all year round. The main hall is a closed courtyard, with four floors high, which is a place for monks to recite scriptures and practice in Jokhang Temple. From the Dajing Hall, you can see the exquisite statue of Qianshou Guanyin. There are two gorgeously decorated Buddha statues on both sides of the statue, the lotus on the left and the Qiangba Buddha on the right. It presents simplicity and beauty, and witnesses the precipitation of the years.

The beam frames and bucket arches of the main hall are old-fashioned practices in Han architecture, but the decoration of the stigma is a typical Tibetan style, with bright colors and strong contrast. The layout of the Tibetan Pingchuan style makes the historic Jokhang Temple more flexible, which is the mysterious and beautiful Tibet.

In the middle of the hall, there is an old man sitting, chanting the astringent Buddhist truth in a low voice. On the face of the ancient well, it can be clearly seen that the old man's state of mind is already in a state of not being happy or sad. Sooner or later, the old man opened his eyes, and a pair of clear eyes that had gone through the vicissitudes of life still emitted a wise light. I walked out of the hall and met some people as soon as I arrived at the door.

"This is the famous Doji Sangzhu Lama of Jokhang Temple, right?" A long-haired young man stood at the door, with a handsome face, a bright smile, and a sense of self-confidence between his eyebrows. This is an excellent young man who can only be cultivated by some secret families or big families. A person can learn a lot from his temperament, and these things are where they are proud.

The old man, known as Doji Sangzhu, smiled and did not deny it. He spoke fluent Chinese and slowly said, "It's just a title. It can't be called a famous person."

The young man smiled and said, "It's a pity that you can have the strength at the end of the dragon list. In such a big China, it's really a pity that you don't need to describe it as famous."

Doji Sangzhu couldn't help but change his face. This teenager is definitely not an ordinary family son. Otherwise, you won't understand these things. Dragon list? That's just a myth that very few people can come into contact with. Doji Sangzhu thinks that he can win the top eight of the dragon list. This is a situation where he does not hide his strength, but the young man can understand that he is at the bottom of the dragon list, and he can't help thinking deeply.

A girl next to the young man saw Doji Sangzhu's expression and couldn't help smiling. She patted the young man on the shoulder and said coquettishly, "Brother Tang Peng, don't scare this grandpa anymore. He is very old." The young man named Tang Peng laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

"Tang Peng?" The name flashed through Doji Sangzhu's mind. Is it the Tang family? Did they also get involved? The old man became a refined man. The old man who had lived for nearly two years quickly regained his composure and said kindly to the young man, "It turned out to be the younger generation of the Tang family. I haven't been out for decades, but he seems a little ignorant."

The Tang family in Sichuan, a family of martial arts that has been handed down for a hundred years. Perhaps many people know from the novel that the hidden weapon of the Tang Sect is very powerful, but they don't know that this hidden weapon of the Tang Sect is just a cover for the Tang family to fool outsiders. The insiders understand that the Tang family's martial arts achievements have already reached its peak. In particular, Tang Jinqiu, the head of the Tang family, who was after the supreme of Shura 30 years ago, the top figures appeared instantly to let the world see the strength of the Tang family, and the status of the Tang family rose.

"It's the loser of the Tang family again?" A frivolous tone came from far to near, and the speaker was also a young man. Dressed in a purple shirt, the first reaction of the person who saw it was evil, awe-inspiring! The young man and the young girl were also breathing stagnant, and the depressed breath shrank back to the yew youth like a tide after a sigh of the lama Doji Sangzhu.

"Jiangshan, it's time to change. I thought that there would be no few people out of the world. It seems that I was wrong, and he was also wrong. Doji Sangzhu shook her head. What kind of person will come out this time? I'm afraid that the three rising stars in front of him are enough for those qualified old men in the Potala Palace to drink a pot. The previous stubbornness was no different, so he sat in the well and watched Tianyelang arrogant.

Tang Peng looked at the purple-shirted young man in front of him with a wary face and looked resentful. This talented figure of the Fu family could not compete with him. Every time he lost to him with a slight disadvantage. Tang Peng never complained about his character. At least he was the eldest son of the head of the Tang family. He did everything. Two brushes. But as long as he is against this Fu Bin, Tang Peng will cry without tears.

Last time I finally experienced the painful mood of being defeated by Fu Bin again and embarked on the way to Kunlun to learn art. I didn't expect that there was a pervert in the deep mountains! I almost left my life there without getting a penny of the goods. If my father hadn't come out in person, God knows when he can take it out of the pervert. Damn, it's not a human life.

It is true that the poor mountains and evil rivers come out of the unruly people. The pervert in the deep mountains can't be described in words. Fighting is not his opponent at all. Tang Peng can basically worship him as a teacher. If he hadn't finally come out, I don't know if the "a little heavy" guy will torture him to death.

The girl next to her saw Tang Peng's wonderful facial expression and asked softly with concern, "Brother Tang Peng, what's wrong?" Tang Peng suddenly woke up from the nightmare, and the face immediately calmed down and said indifferently, "It's okay. It's just moving the facial muscles." In a faint time, it revealed the demeanor of a generation of heroes, and the girl beside him had a golden star in her eyes.

The man in purple saw Tang Peng's behavior here and looked contemptuous. This guy has a good talent, but he is thick-skinned and likes to do some cheating, otherwise it is really difficult to deal with. If he is dedicated to studying martial arts, I'm afraid he will be the first person in the younger generation. Of course, the premise is that Fu Bin doesn't know the pervert hidden in Tang Peng's heart.

There are some people one after another, all of whom are the leaders of the young generation. It is common for those who are unhappy with each other. Doggie Sangzhu was still standing still. If he hadn't rushed to people from time to time with a smile and full of landlord's friendship, others would have thought he was asleep.

There are more and more people, and the originally quiet Juekang main hall is gradually noisy. Yesterday, after a lot of hard work, so-and-so finally got a secret book. So-and-so flirted with female disciples in the sect and had nothing to do with each other spread throughout the hall.

Just as Doji Sangzhu was about to lead the same young people to the south courtyard of Jokhang Temple, a young man quietly appeared at the door, dressed in thick and linen. The harmless face of people and animals showed a sunny smile and a little cynical.

"I'm sorry, I'm late again." It seems that there is a little apology on his honest face, but whoever believes it will suffer in the future.

The young men in the hall looked at the newcomer and were stunned. From which one did this rustic child come out? Is it late again?" What is contained in a seemingly ordinary sentence is not as simple as it seems. If it's unintentional, then his usual cow can be seen. If it's intentional, then this boy pretends to be a little too much.

At the moment when everyone was stunned, Tang Peng, who was talking to the young girl next to him, heard the voice. Before the people around him could react, he disappeared.

The young man glanced casually and saw this scene. Before Tang Peng passed by, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the shadow.

"Brother, please forgive me. Why don't I give you the "Golden Bottle Plum" that I have treasured for many years? A flattering tone made many people in the hall secretly disgusted.

"You boy let me find it. Before I figured out what happened last time, he wanted me to spare you. It's useless even if your father did it this time." The young man who doesn't talk and dress well doesn't seem to be as approachable as his appearance.

Tang Peng's face is like dead ashes.

Everyone was in an uproar, although 30 years ago, the Tang family was admired except for a Tang Jinqiu. But Tang Peng, who was notorious for 30 years later, made many people grit their teeth. Most of these people still knew the precious son of the head of the Tang family. But I didn't expect that this unattractive young man would play with Tang Peng and not buy the account of the head of the Tang family, who is famous for protecting his shortcomings!

Who is he?

The old fox, Dorji Sangzhu, narrowed his eyes again, and finally a big fish came out.