Ten years later.
In the dense forest at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, a group of more than ten young monks sat around the bonfire, drinking and eating merrily. Their voices were like a great bell, and their auras were like fierce tigers. They were all tall and muscular, unlike the ordinary monks who had been cultivating hard and had thin bodies.
Among them was a monk with muscles all over his body. He was as calm as a mountain and looked like tiny snakes hidden in his skin. He was sitting cross-legged at the side. He held a book in his large hand and flipped through it carefully with a focused expression. From time to time, his good-looking eyebrows would furrow slightly, looking very dissatisfied.
"Huizhong, this is the secret of the Prajna Hall, the Prajna Divine Palm. With a single palm strike, the wind and clouds changed color. This was the number one palm technique of Shaolin Temple.”Huiyin of the Prajna Hall quietly came to his side and said softly. He was clearly a burly man, but he was like a child, waving his hands and legs, his big eyes filled with excitement.
"The Great Strength Vajra Palm, the Thousand-handed Tathagata Palm, and the One-clap Two-scatter Palm of the Prajna Hall…Any one of them can be on par with the Prajna Palm when practiced to a high level! What's there to be proud of? It's just that clumsy aura. Take it!”The monk who was reading stood up. He was about 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than most monks. He casually threw the book to Huiyin and said disdainfully. The sound was like the beating of a golden drum, shaking everyone's ears. No other sound could be heard.
"Huizhong, I have a copy of Arhat Hall's Drunken Eight Immortals Staff Technique. You like drinking the most, haha! Coupled with the Eight Immortals Staff, he could unleash the greatest power while he was half-drunk and half-awake!”Hui Gang of Arhat Hall had a forthright expression as he gulped down his wine and shouted loudly.
"Huizhong, I have the Manjushri Staff Technique from Commandment Hall…"
Huizhong, I have Dharma Hall's…"
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The group of monks shouted at Hui Zhong as if they would lose a lot of face if they did not read their books. As the monks shouted and drank, it was like a lively market.
"Stop!" Hui Zhong glared and shouted. His voice was like thunder, exploding in everyone's ears. The monks 'faces turned pale, and they clutched their heads as they shouted," It hurts!”。
"Huizhong, your loud voice is even more powerful than the Lion's Roar! Don't shout, our small bodies can't take it!”Huiling from Dharma Hall had muscles all over her body, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't tell which part of her body was " small ". His eyes rolled back as he complained loudly with a bitter face.
"What radishes and cabbages, throw them all at me. I've read all these books. I want you to bring me some new martial arts scriptures so that I can break through the realm of hardness of the Spring and Autumn saber technique and reach the level of combining hardness and softness! "Sigh…" Hui Zhong sighed in disappointment.
"Look at your body. Your arms and legs are big. "Even the mustache that just grew out is like needles…" The monks secretly despised him.
"Senior brothers, do you want to practice with me?”Huizhong said with a cheeky smile when he saw that the monks were dissatisfied. His two big eyes were as deep as the sea. He slowly swept his gaze over the monks and encouraged them.
"Don't, Huizhong, spare us! Three years ago, we could still exchange a few moves with you. Now, don't play anymore! This is a serious blow to our confidence. After every competition, we have to fight with other monks and beat them up ruthlessly. Only after ten days or half a month can we regain our confidence!”Hui Gang of Arhat Hall was as strong as a bull, but he had a bitter expression as he repeatedly waved his hands and begged.
"Yes, Huizhong! Why not sit down and drink? Tomorrow, after you pass the Arhat Formation and leave the mountain, who knows when we will be able to meet again!”The other monks hurriedly said.
"I don't think the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats Formation can trap Huizhong at all. The Hundred and Eight Arhats Formation is more like it! " I really want to see the eighteen so-called invincible experts hidden deep in Arhat Hall being beaten up by Huizhong until they vomit blood…" Huiling said with a smile.
"What nonsense are you spouting, kid? Is it that easy to defeat an expert of the Eighteen Arhats Formation? In the thousands of years of Shaolin Monastery, those who were able to pass the Arhat Formation and leave the mountain to renounce asceticism were all amazing talents. If I can beat them until they vomit blood, it would be a wonder…I'm not a pervert!”Huizhong slapped Huiling's shiny bald head and scolded her with a smile.
"You're even more perverted than a pervert! " Which genius can practice all seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple? And who can wield a hundred-pound Spring and Autumn broadsword and dance wildly like a blade of grass, injuring anyone who touches it…" The monks cursed in their hearts and looked down on him.
"Clang! The temple bell rang. It was time for evening classes. The group of monks extinguished the fire, washed their faces, rinsed their mouths... Their movements were skillful as they removed all the smell of wine and meat. Each of them had a solemn expression on their faces as they walked up the mountain like enlightened monks.
An hour later.
" Mammi, mammi, coax…" In the Dao Verification Courtyard, dozens of monks, old and young, were doing their evening classes. The chanting that sounded like a song, with a rhythm, filled the temple hall that was surrounded by smoke. Sitting cross-legged at the front was Master Xuan Ku. His face was solemn, and his hands were twirling the huge Buddha beads in front of his chest as he chanted incessantly. The two young acolytes next to him, one on the left and the other on the right, held a wooden mallet in their hands and knocked on the wooden fish in front of them.
"Ah, Wang Yuyan, don't run. Watch This Penniless Monk catch you! "A'Zhu, stop. Let Brother Feng hug you…" Among the monks, Hui Zhong, who was the tallest, sat cross-legged on the praying mat with a serious expression. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was drooling. He actually fell asleep. The romantic encounters in the dream were out of control. This fellow was dressed up quite well. He chanted sutras for two hours and was rarely caught every time he wandered in the void.
"Today's chanting is over, Amitabha Buddha!……”With Master Xuan Ku's words, the monks bowed and left. Hui Zhong was left alone in the temple hall, and he immediately looked different.
Master Xuan Ku took the wooden mallet from the little monk and came in front of Hui Zhong. A large hand waved in front of his wide eyes, but it did not blink or react. A tent was propped up on the monk robe between his legs. As it trembled, it seemed to be greeting Xuan Ku.
"Pa!" With a crisp sound, Master Xuan Ku was so angry that his eyes were burning. He held a wooden mallet and knocked it heavily on Huizhong's shiny bald head. It was actually not much worse than the clear sound produced by the wooden fish. It was very alert.
"Ah…Master!" Huizhong rubbed his head and woke up in a daze. When he saw his master's face that was getting older and older, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that something bad was going to happen, so he hurriedly put his palms together and said.
"Huizhong, you can't speak nonsense in front of Buddha. Did you seriously recite it every time during class?”
"Disciple is stupid. Every time I listen to the chanting of my senior brothers, it is like the sound of the Great Dao, searching for the Great Void in the dream!”
"Sigh…you can go. I hope you can comprehend the True Meaning of Taixu!”
Amidst Xuan Ku's helpless voice, Hui Zhong ran out smugly, his tall figure gradually disappearing from Xuan Ku's eyes.
"Huizhong, Shaolin Temple has been in chaos because of you for the past ten years. The monks can't rest assured! How many people in the temple have complained to me? Amitabha Buddha…punished you, and you found out who complained in an instant. Soon, all kinds of strange and unlucky things fell on this person. "Once is, a hundred times is. I don't know whether to punish or not…Amitabha Buddha, it's good to go down the mountain…" Xuan Ku thought quietly and opened his eyes to the two little acolytes."Inform the Arhat Hall that I want to visit the eighteen Arhats!”
"Yes, sir!" The two young acolytes left to deliver the letter.
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As night fell, Huizhong hummed after eating his fill,"Oh, Mammy!"”Holding the 1.5-meter-long Green Dragon Saber, he walked towards the back of the mountain. He leaped like an old horse that knew the way, avoiding the monks and arriving at a quiet mountain forest. After running for about a mile, a flat ground covered with knife marks appeared in front of him.
"Great monk, I'm coming!" Huizhong's loud shout was like a thunderclap in the sky, startling countless birds and causing them to flap their wings to flee in all directions.
"Little guy, what's the hurry? I'm coming!”A black-robed monk, who was not much weaker than Hui Zhong, landed on the ground like a ghost with a black scarf on his head.
"Watch your blade!" " Kill!" Huizhong roared as he glared at the man with a ferocious gaze. A thick baleful aura gushed out. The muscles on his arms suddenly bulged, and the force in his entire body surged toward the saber. The monk's robe fluttered without any wind, as if it carried the aura of an army. The saber slashed at the black-robed monk like lightning.
"Clang!" The black-robed monk was not frightened by his imposing manner. He waved his saber to parry without giving in.
"Not bad, you've improved again!" The black-robed monk's eyes revealed a complicated expression of surprise, ecstasy, and pride. He was fighting with Huizhong as he spoke happily. From time to time, he would swing his blade from a strange angle, forcing Huizhong to retreat.
"Alright, haha! In the entire temple, only you are worthy of me using my full strength! If not for this, I would have broken the Eighteen Arhats Formation and gone down the mountain to marry a wife!”Hui Zhong laughed heartily, very satisfied with the monk's martial strength.
"Little fellow, there's always someone better than you! No matter how skilled you are, don't be complacent. As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge an open spear, but difficult to defend against a hidden arrow. Can you fight against the heroes of the world?”The man in black continued. His old voice seemed to contain a different kind of sorrow.
"Great monk, if you live in vigilance every day, what's the point of being a human? I, Huizhong, don't seek to be invincible in this world, I only seek to live a happy life! He opened the path of life and death with both hands and cut off the root of right and wrong with one saber! In the world, right and wrong, right and wrong, I only cut them all with one knife.”Huizhong said loudly as his saber flew around.
"If you found out that everyone around you was your enemy, would you still think so?”The black-clothed man's eyes sparkled as he looked at him with anticipation.
"If that's the case, I'll cut myself open! All my troubles will be gone, haha!" Huizhong laughed loudly, his voice filled with freedom and heroism.
"What if they are your biggest enemies?”The man in black asked again. His tone was very excited and filled with deep sorrow.
"What great enmity! "I was born eighteen years ago. Everyone I met treated me very well. None of them were my enemies!”Huizhong stopped, his entire body drenched in sweat. He stabbed his saber into the ground and continued,"Great monk, you are very boring. You say half a sentence and leave half a sentence.”
" Your parents..." The man in black was about to speak, but he stopped. There was hesitation in his eyes.
"Great monk, please ask. My parents are very good, and I like them very much! I don't know why, but I feel like they're not my biological parents. They are a whole lot shorter than me, so it's impossible for them to give birth to a son as tall as me!”
"Also, whenever I get excited, a wolf head will appear on my chest. It's very strange! I don't know why I'm telling you these things, but I feel that you're very close! If one day, they and the Shaolin monks really die because of me, no matter what the situation is, even if I kill my father and mother, I will never forgive myself!”Hui Zhong's bronze face was filled with disappointment. He had lost all interest as he said in a deep voice.
" Sigh…" The black-robed man sighed and left desolately.
In the mountain forest, it was quiet for a moment. Only Huizhong was left standing on the flat ground like a mountain with his saber.
"Father! I know you're my father, Xiao Yuanshan, a Khitan noble. Three years ago, when I first saw you, I knew. "I know that you love Mother and me very much and want to avenge Mother…I, Qiao Feng, am a tough man who swore to defend the country on the Senkaku Islands. Since I have become Qiao Feng in this life, I will not allow other races to invade my great China…" Hui Zhong thought. His steel-like face was filled with determination. Two streams of hot tears flowed down his tiger eyes as he looked at the place where the black-robed monk had left.”He kowtowed.
"Father! What is right and what is wrong, my heart is clear. "If you want to see the day when I cut myself off from the world, then go on a killing spree…" Hui Zhong shouted at Lin Jian.
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the Green Dragon Saber and walked away. His tall figure slowly disappeared into the forest, becoming one with heaven and earth.
"So, he already knows! Could this revenge be taken? "Eighteen years ago, outside Yanmen Pass, he was lucky enough to leave behind a remnant body and came to Shaolin Temple to find out the truth…" The black-clothed monk walked out of the forest and muttered. The old voice became even older.
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The next day, monks gathered in Arhat Hall.
"Huizhong, have you thought it through? Do you really want to pass this Eighteen Arhats Formation? Once he passed, he would return to the secular world and leave the mountain. He would become a disciple of the Shaolin Temple for life. If you fail, you are not allowed to challenge the Arhat Formation for the next ten years!”Arhat Hall Master Xuan Ji said sternly to Hui Zhong, who was the tallest among the monks.
"Disciple is willing to pass!"
"Eighteen Arhats of the Arhat Hall!"
A group of bare-chested martial monks appeared on the empty ground in the center one after another. There were exactly eighteen of them. Their movements were slow, as if they didn't want to waste any energy. They slowly formed a circle.
"Set up the formation!" One of the monks shouted.
The eighteen tall monks changed their auras immediately. Some were squatting, some were standing, and some were in various postures. A murderous aura spread out. Slowly, the faint aura became thicker and thicker, spreading out like waves. The monks who were watching the show were forced back by the aura, and their faces were pale.
"Huizhong, please enter the formation!"
"Good!" Huizhong was attracted by the aura and took off his monk robe, revealing his steel-like muscles as he stepped into the formation.
"Activate the formation!" When Huizhong entered the formation, the eighteen Arhats circled around him and attacked Huizhong from all directions with their hands and legs. "Huff huff!" Amidst the sound of the air being torn apart, a force shot out in all directions with a strange rhythm. It was as if a person was coming and going.
Hui Zhong stopped smiling and his eyes flashed. He used the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art and swallowed his breath. The muscles all over his body throbbed, and his skin slowly turned golden. He let the punches and kicks hit his body like raindrops. All of a sudden, he raised his leg and extended his palm. An even sharper sound of air breaking erupted as he fiercely counterattacked the eighteen monks.
Arhat Fist, Stele Breaking Hand, Tathagata Palm…Hui Zhong displayed dozens of Shaolin ultimate skills one by one, raining down on the Arhats like a storm.
"Motherf * cker, Xuan Ku, you old bald donkey, you still want us to go easy on you! Don't you know how capable your disciple is?”The moment the fists and kicks met, a gush of inner strength surged over like an avalanche. The eighteen Arhats almost broke apart, and all of them cursed in their hearts. Yesterday, Xuan Ku had visited them and begged them to secretly let them off so that the Shaolin scourge could quickly leave and descend the mountain. Who knew that this wasn't the case at all? Who was the one who let who in?
"Bang bang!" In the sound, the fists hit the flesh, and the legs met. Amidst the flying figures, Hui Zhong became more and more excited as he fought. He wished he could let out a roar, and his tiger eyes were filled with satisfaction.
"Is he still human? " Such great force…" The eighteen Arhats were sweating profusely. Their hands and feet were trembling as they exclaimed in their hearts.
"Not bad, not bad! Ever since I got the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture, moistened it with water, and practiced according to the monk's diagram shown on the page, my body has become stronger and stronger day by day, and my strength has also become stronger and stronger day by day! Until now, even my father, Xiao Yuanshan, has to give in to me when it comes to fighting. " He was forced to compete with weapons instead of fists and kicks…" Huizhong laughed and pounced at the eighteen Arhats like a dragon or tiger.
"Stop! You have passed!" The eighteen Arhats could no longer withstand such a blow. They immediately raised their hands and shouted in unison, as if their voices came from the same person. After all, they were fellow disciples who had a tacit understanding. After practicing the array for so long, even their words were so orderly.
It was silent outside the arena. The monks who were watching the show could not believe that someone could beat the eighteen Arhats into surrendering.
"Huizhong! Now that you have passed the Eighteen Arhats Formation, you are no longer bound by the monk's rules. Now, I'll host the secularism ceremony for you. Take off your Dharma name and return it to Qiao Feng! Amitabha Buddha!" On the grandstand, Master Xuan Ji smiled and said to Qiao Feng with his palms pressed together.
"Qiao Feng! " Qiao Feng…" The young monks of the Hui generation who knew him all around called out loudly with flushed faces. It was as if they had a share of the honor of renouncing asceticism.
(Everyone, don't forget to collect and send flowers!) What would happen next when Qiao Feng left the mountain? Please look forward to it!
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