Chapter 348 Review of the past

The internal struggle of Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou finally started between the two camps of the two monks with dust and dust. The two camps are not giving in to each other, and no one is allowed to let anyone. This day is finally come. Because this matter is of great importance, we have to inform the government. The magistrate, the government, really attaches great importance to it. In fact, it is just to make some money and spend money, so when you come to Lingyin Temple, everyone treats you like a guest. That's natural. The arrival of this day also adds a lot of haze to the sky of Lingyin Temple. Naturally, the haze here is an unprecedented bad atmosphere. It seems to be a battle between you and death!

This magistrate is very proud, but this time it is not a ring, so there is a big difference between first and then martial arts, or first martial arts and then martial arts. In fact, there is a reason here. The dust monk has followed the master since he was a child, so Buddhism is profound, and his martial arts are not weak, but really compared with martial arts There is still a little gap between Gong and Chenming monk. In fact, the gap between this point is not great. A little difference is that the victory or defeat is in this move, but Chenming's ten papers are not opponents of dust, so on this issue, the two sides are arguing endlessly. Chenming monk already knows the roots of his paper. He was not the opponent of the dust monk, so he shifted his focus to the governor of Hangzhou! The first day ended in an endless dispute! The announcement was over, so at night, the dusty monk secretly came to see the magistrate. Naturally, he could not come to send anything blatantly. The two talked secretly in the magistrate's study. The magistrate asked, "Master Chen Ming, what do you want to see when you visit this mansion late at night?" In fact, this is just a polite word. It's nothing. Chen Ming naturally understood the meaning. He shook his tall body and shook his big purple belly. "Your Excellency, there is indeed a request for a group fight, but before the matter is said, please look at something!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand from the fat sleeve, took out a thing and presented it to the magistrate. This is a very delicate small box. There is also a layer of golden substance outside the box, which is bright, and the magistrate's eyes lit up in front of him. He said to himself, I really want something. Hey, pretend not to If you know what this is going to do, you always have to live for yourself!

The magistrate frowned, "Master Chenming, what do you mean? You and I are friends. Lingyin Temple is the largest temple in Hangzhou. We also communicate with each other, don't you think?

Chen Ming was very clear in his heart and said, you old man, I still don't know what's going on with you? Knowing that I will give you a gift, you still pretend to talk about this with me! But he is a magistrate, and he is just a monk. Obviously, he doesn't dare to say a word, "Hahaha, my lord, yes, I also know that our friends have been with you for so many years, but I have great respect for you, so I also come to visit today. As for this After I leave, the magistrate can open it at a glance!"

"Oh? Is it so mysterious? Well, after I look at it, I will definitely give you an explanation. I also know your intention. Maybe when I wake up, I can't prepare for martial arts in the first battle! Hahaha!" The two laughed in the room and said something more. After that, Chen Ming monk left, and there was only one magistrate left in the room. This guy couldn't wait to close all the doors and windows. He was afraid of being found and pulled the curtains. In fact, this was superfluous. The guards outside were strict. Who dares to walk around here? Question mark Don't want to die? He carefully came to the front of the box and gently opened the lid of the box. As soon as he opened the lid, it emitted a brilliant light. His eyes were shining brightly. Oh, it was all green light. At first, the magistrate couldn't open his eyes at all. Later, he looked carefully and stunned him for a long time. What a Night Pearl! Gently take it out and drag it to the palm of your hand. Oh, hey, I can't put it down. The boy bloomed happily and said, "Good thing, good thing! What an unrivaled treasure! Hahahaha, this night pearl is worth 200,000 taels of silver, which is really a fortune!" He was so happy that he was so excited that he didn't sleep almost all night. Finally, the next day, he ate other people's short mouths and took their hands short. This was not true at all. Once again, he came to Lingyin Temple and found an excuse this time. He announced, "Dear monks, now everyone is for a literary and martial arts. The first one, and the chatter is endless! So after the whole night's sleepless consideration, it was finally decided that it was better to test martial arts first. Why? Now in the Song Dynasty, it was the era of the great prosperity of martial arts. Such a big thing is the abbot of Lingyin Temple, which can be said to be an influential thing in Hangzhou, so? If this abbot's martial arts skills fail, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public. Even if the Buddha's method is unpredictable, I think it's just an empty skin! Well, that's it. Let's test martial arts first. Come on, whether you are testing fists or weapons, you can choose, but fists, feet and weapons have no eyes, so you have to deal with this matter carefully! All right? Now the martial arts has officially begun!"

As soon as he announced this, in fact, the dust monk already knew what was going on. He secretly said to himself, what a dust monk actually colluded with the magistrate and wanted to treat me to death? I won't let you succeed. Even if it's a martial arts competition, I won't lose to you! Looking at the monk Chenming, Wudou has confirmed that he is in a good mood. First of all, he said, "Brothers, today's martial arts competition is extraordinary. We are all in the same family, and there is no need to do things, but there is a good saying that everything has to pay attention to survival of the fittest, right? I don't want to hurt the harmony of my peers, so I decided to test my fists and feet first. If we can't tell the winner, then we will test the blade! If the blade can't be separated, then we will compare the hidden weapon. If the hidden weapon can't be divided into winners, we will be tied and come to literary fighting! I don't think my brother will refuse!" This guy said the matter first. As soon as the dust monk thought about it, he had to do it. First of all, he said a courtesy word, "Okay, everyone, let's do it as Brother Chen Ming said!"

Dust monks do things with water radish and wine, crunchy! Dust said secretly: You are going to be unlucky this time! Thinking of this, the body verticaled forward and showed the door. Luohan fist, the dust monk stepped forward, the Eight Immortals Fist, and the two of them turned a few rounds. After doing together, they fought in one place. At the beginning, it was pleasant to say. What, it was until the end, and the sword had no eyes, and so on. These words, In fact, it's all for others. When it's really on the battlefield, who can take care of this? No one cares about it, and the two big monks have died! Look straight at the monks around you. I have never seen such a wonderful scene! All of them are stunned and stunned. Luohan Fist is blowing wind, wind and rain are impenetrable, and the Eight Immortals Fist is also step by step, not inferior at all! Fifty rounds in the blink of an eye! Due to the hot weather at that time, the sweat of the two people dripped down! Finally, the dusty monk made a move called, the Thunderbolt wind killing double fist. What does it mean? That is, the left fist hit the dust monk's ear platform, and the right fist hit the dust monk's heart position. The two fists came down, hanging the sound of the wind. The dust monk also knew the dust monk. When he was free, he practiced together. The dust monk looked bad. He turned his two wrists and grabbed Chen Ming's two hands. The four arms were twisted together. No one can let go. If you let go, I'm afraid you will lose! In terms of strength, this dust monk has a little upper hand and will not suffer losses, but the dusty monk will suffer some losses. The dusty monk does not look good. What can he do? Turn your eyes and count your mind!