Holding the down jacket, the middle-aged woman standing next to him felt a wave of warmth.
All the coldness he felt in winter dissipated.
Her entire body froze, and all her words were stuck in her throat.
He couldn't say a word.
Patron, please return."
The small monk turned around and put his palms together.
Rays of golden light floated on the surface of his body. They were not dazzling, but they gave people an incomparably calm and peaceful divine effect!
After leaving behind this sentence.
He turned around and stepped on the stone stairs.
Thump...
The middle-aged woman knelt down piously behind him and kowtowed to the ground. Her entire body was trembling with excitement.
"Buddha…Buddha! I've seen Buddha!"
The monk in hemp clothes was glowing with Buddhist light.
He was no different from the legendary Buddha!
Her body was almost instinctive as she directly bowed.
However, the small monk didn't care.
It seemed like he was slowly moving up with every step he took.
However, his speed was extremely fast!
In just a moment, he had reached a height of 100 meters. He could no longer be seen with the naked eye.
"Honey, why are you kneeling here?”
In the incense shop, a worried uncle ran out.
His wife was kneeling at the foot of the mountain on such a cold day.
Don't freeze yourself.
Hearing her husband's voice, the auntie quickly turned her head, the shock on her face still not gone.
"I saw Buddha just now! It's a true Buddha!"
"What is it?" The uncle paused.
However, the auntie hurriedly explained and stood up.
" Slow down, you forgot that you're anotic…"
Seeing this, the uncle cried out anxiously and hurriedly went over to help her.
The auntie's health was not very good. If she squatted down and stood up too quickly, her eyes would turn black and her brain would be dizzy due to insufficient blood supply.
She had tried it once, but the auntie got up too violently and fainted on the ground. She was sent to the hospital.
However, the uncle had just approached and his hands had yet to reach out.
However, the auntie had already stabilized herself and was staring straight at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Honey, why are you fine?”The uncle was stunned.
The auntie reacted and touched her head in confusion.
Then, he said," I don't know…After I saw Buddha, my entire mind seemed to have become much clearer.”
"Is there really a Buddha?"
The middle-aged man was surprised and suspicious.
After all, Mount Wudang, which had caused a huge commotion recently, had only produced a True Immortal.
A true Buddha had appeared on their side?
It was a god that was rarely seen in a thousand years.
It had only been a short while, and they had appeared one after another.
No matter how he thought about it, it was impossible.
"There really is! Hurry, come back with me and offer incense!"
The auntie was too lazy to talk nonsense. She grabbed the uncle's hand and forcefully dragged him home to worship Buddha.
……
Inside Shaolin Temple.
The monks lined up.
The host stood at the front with Liu Yaoyao.
"Then let's begin."
Liu Yaoyao reminded him and then gestured to the photographer in front of her.
They were still using the television station's previous strategy.
The pre-broadcast, post-editing, and the television station's report.
However, this time, it wasn't as cold and cheerless as it was during the broadcast.
Tens of thousands of viewers swarmed in the moment the broadcast started.
"The host is starting to broadcast. Are you going to Wudang to film?”
"After waiting for a long time, the host is finally here. After I persuade my parents, I'll go and participate in the Wudang assessment!”
"The person above is also going to participate in the assessment? I'll go too. We'll form a team then."
"Don't get excited too early. There are so many baldies here.”
"Wait…this looks like a monk temple!”
In the live broadcast room, more and more viewers realized that something was wrong.
The daoist robe and long sword were no longer visible.
It was replaced by a group of monks who were wrapped up tightly and dressed in monk robes.
At this moment, Liu Yaoyao, who had been brewing for a while, was stunned.
He faced the camera and spoke openly.
"Welcome, everyone. It's still me! Star TV Station's host, Liu Yaoyao!”
"This time, we came to Mount Song's Shaolin Temple.”
" It's said that all the martial arts in the world originate from Shaolin. The mystery of Shaolin is comparable to any sect…"
"The person beside me is Abbot Wu Xu of Shaolin Temple. I know what everyone wants to see…so I'll get straight to the point!”
After the opening speech, Liu Yaoyao faced Abbot Wu Xu and smiled politely." I came to Shaolin to look for immortal martial arts. May I ask if you have any unique skills that can make everyone convinced?”
"Amitabha. Shaolin has a thousand-year-old foundation.”
Abbot Wu Xu put his hands together and replied in an unfathomable manner.
Then, he turned around and looked at the monks behind him.
A large portion of them were university graduates who came to take up the post and were not of much use.
There was also a small portion who had truly accepted the Shaolin Temple's inheritance.
"In that case…I'll show you the Shaolin Tiger Fist.”
Abbot Wu Xu pointed at a Shaolin disciple.
"Yes, sir! Host!"
The Shaolin disciple nodded and walked out.
However, he had yet to reach the square.
A melodious and ethereal voice came clearly from outside the Shaolin Temple!
"I've long heard of Mount Song's Shaolin Temple. Today, I'm here to discuss Zen!”
A young monk wearing only a thin linen robe stood outside the temple gate.
The ice and snow beneath his feet melted, forming an empty space.
Outside the temple, the wind was howling.
However, even the corner of the small monk's clothes couldn't be lifted at all.
It was like…a golden Buddha statue, unmoving like a bell!
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