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[Oh my god!] It was Martial Arts Legend Patriarch Bodhidharma!!
"What?" Was it Bodhidharma, that bald monk?
A Buddhist disciple glared at the person who was lying.
He was a burly man with a fierce-looking face covered in black hair. He carried a podao on his back.
It was obvious that he was not to be trifled with.
The senior monk turned his head and chanted a Buddhist name in his heart.
He still decided that a warrior could be killed but not humiliated. He resolutely said to the man,
"Amitabha. Patron, please show some respect to the ancestor of our Zen Sect!”
[Yo, there's a little bald donkey here?]
[What?] Are you not convinced that Dharma is a bald donkey?
Hey! I still want to say it! Bald monk! Bald monk! Bald monk!
[Hit me!]
The senior monk's eyes twitched and his chest heaved.
Clearly, he was furious!
Amitabha! Good, good!
Buddha! It's not that this disciple's meditation cultivation is not enough, it's just that the people of the secular world are bullying us too much!!
[F * ck!] Buddha also had fire!
[Hey!] Eat this old monk's Vajra Exorcist!
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Shaolin Temple,
The Scripture Depository.
The sweeping monk put down the broom in his hand and looked up at the sky. His expression changed.
"It's Patriarch Bodhidharma!"
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The Great Tang,
Pure thoughts of Zen,
There were seven halls with three-colored glazed tiles and three zhang wide and deep.
The square was made of white jade, and in the center of the square was a bronze statue of Manjushri riding a golden lion.
Beside the shrine were the three Buddhas of Medicine Master, Sakyamuni, and Amitabha. Colorful sculptures and gold ornaments were quite bold.
Zen Master Liaokong's eyes were filled with pity.
Because he cultivated Silent Meditation, it was inconvenient for him to speak. He only shook his head slowly.
As for the four Guardian Warriors, they all expressed their own opinions.
"It's Patriarch Bodhidharma of the Central Plains!!”
"How appalling!"
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Luoyang.
On the Li River
Shi Feixuan stood quietly on the boat.
His light green robe fluttered in the wind, and he looked extremely elegant.
Her appearance was as beautiful as the goddess of the Luo River. Dense immortal qi surrounded her, making her willow-like figure even more outstanding.
She frowned slightly.
His voice was full of resentment.
"Even the ancestor of the Zen Sect has appeared…"
"Who is the person behind this?”
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Wudang Mountain.
Waves of exclamations rang out.
"Buddhist Patriarch Bodhidharma!"
"Patriarch Bodhidharma, who ranks alongside Master as a martial arts legend!”
“.......”
"Sigh! Junior Brother! When can you change your impatient personality?”
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As the sound of the copper chime slowly faded,
The sound of Zen lingered in his ears.
The sound of grass shoes stepping on the sand slowly sounded.
Looking over, yellow sand filled his eyes.
"Eh?" Was this a desert?
[Shh!] Don't talk!
In the scorching golden desert, the scorching heat wave was pressing.
The distorted air and the great sun hung high in the sky.
The boundless sea of sand was deserted!
Only a figure remained between heaven and earth.
I'm all alone,
He slowly moved forward!
His pace was neither fast nor slow,
There was an indescribable aura.
In the heavens and the earth, I am the only one who reigns supreme!
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When I get closer,
Seeing his appearance,
It didn't have the sharpness of Sword Demon, nor was it as immortal as Xiaoyao Zi.
He was dressed in coarse linen clothes and had a slightly burly figure.
The bamboo cane in his hand was twisted and twisted. It was made of ordinary sandalwood.
This person had a compassionate expression, and there was a kind of wisdom in his eyes.
His slightly curly long hair and the beard on his face gave off an extremely strange feeling.
He was dressed like an ascetic.
Using the word 'ordinary' to describe it was simply incomparably apt!
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To see the true Bodhidharma, all the people in the world were silent.
After a moment, it exploded!
[Oh my god!] Why did Bodhidharma look like a bearded man?
[His appearance is quite similar to what I imagined. He doesn't seem to be from the Central Plains.]
Deep eyes, high nose, mighty and strong, just like a Hu!!
Strange! Could this not be Dharma?
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The bald men of Shaolin Temple were also dumbfounded.
Why was Patriarch Bodhidharma different from what he had imagined?
He cultivated the Dharma,
The abbot, who studied Buddhist scriptures and allusions, knew very well,
Knowing that this was Patriarch Bodhidharma,
Seeing that the Shaolin Temple disciples were at a loss,
He sighed slightly.
"Amitabha! You guys are really ignorant!"
"Patriarch Bodhidharma is the third son of the South Tianzhu Xiangzhi King. This is his origin."
"The Buddhist disciples have even forgotten about the origin of their ancestors!!”
"It really makes my heart ache!"
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On the screen,
Bodhidharma walked slowly.
The scorching sun in the sky shone on him.
As if it shines in the air,
He walked forward firmly.
Everyone was puzzled.
Where is he going?
It is said that Patriarch Bodhidharma came from India and was very intelligent since he was a child. He read Buddhist scriptures and could draw inferences from them.
[He promoted Buddhism in India and only came to the Central Plains to preach after it flourished.]
Could he be on his way to the Central Plains?
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Just as everyone was discussing intensely, a shout suddenly pulled them back to the screen.
The noise was so loud that it shook ten miles!
Kill!
Kill! Kill!
In front of Bodhidharma, countless soldiers were fighting!
The dense rain of swords, sabers, spears, swords, and halberds emitted a cold light!
The warhorses neighed,
Sand flew everywhere!
About three thousand people were fighting, shouting, cursing, and roaring!
And the screams of women and children
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