The spring is bright and there are many tourists on the banks of Xizi Lake in Hangzhou.

In a teahouse, the storyteller was talking to people with a mouth full of mouth.

The story told is the most popular today, called Shaolin Heroes.

The protagonist of the story is the former Shaolin abbot and the leader of the martial arts world, and the respected master Yijie.

It is amazing to say that this master of precepts is extremely noble, both in the world, in the Buddhist community, and among the people.

Not only was the believers of Shaolin spread all over the world, but Abbot Yijie himself also had excellent martial arts skills. Even Ding Buer, the white-haired blood demon a hundred years ago, finally surrendered under the power of Abbot Yijie and was buried in a volcano.

The mountains on Tianshui Lake fell from the sky. People knew that it was the masterpiece of Abbot Yijie, and only such a strange person who could communicate with gods and Buddhas could do such an incredible strange thing.

It’s just a pity that Abbot Yijie, in order to deal with Ding Buer, was finally buried in the crater lake with the Blood Demon, which became an eternal pain in the hearts of the people in the martial arts world.

Although Abbot Yijie is gone, Shaolin is still there and his prestige is not diminished at all.

Many people are grateful to the abbot's compassion for loving the world, and come to Shaolin from thousands of miles to worship Buddha. Even the monks from India who are far away from India often come to Shaolin to learn scriptures.

Moreover, the battle of the imperial court to attack Shaolin not only did not have any impact on Shaolin, but instead made Shaolin's famous.

The 20,000 army retreated overnight, and Shaolin was not hurt. Even the current emperor Zhao Yuankui came to the door personally and personally brought down two huge plaques, "The No. 1 Temple in the World" and "The World's Martial Arts Out of Shaolin", which are now hanging above the Shaolin Mountain Gate and above the Shaolin Damo Hall.

The emperor's strength is famous, but there is no way to deal with Shaolin. This incident swept across the country like wind, and almost everyone knows the reputation of Shaolin Temple.

Now the incense in Shaolin is so strong that it is incredibly strong. It is said that when you go to Shaolin to burn incense, you need to register in advance. You can register for Dragon Boat Festival here. You may have to queue up until Mid-Autumn Festival.

People’s enthusiasm for Shaolin all comes from Abbot Yijie. More than a year has passed since the battle at Tianshui Lake, and the topic of Abbot Yijie is still talked about by people.

Even when telling books in the teahouse, this story is the one that people love to hear the most.

There are many stories about Abbot Yijie. What Mr. Storyteller is telling is the story of Abbot Yijie fighting against the four talents in Jiangnan and saving Murong Qiuyu when he was in the Murong family in Hangzhou.

"That day! The last couplet between Abbot Yijie and Tang Caizi was really shocking, and there was no one before and after! Everyone knows that Tang Caizi. That is the leader of the four great talents in Jiangnan, and the most famous person in the world! The couplet he carefully prepared was easily met by Abbot Yijie, which shocked the audience at that time!"

The Storyteller looked down and said proudly: "To be honest, I was among the crowd watching at that time, and the straight-line distance from Abbot Yijie was definitely not more than 1 zhang!"

The audience below all showed envious expressions. This old guy is really lucky. He actually had contact with Abbot Yijie so close, which was simply envious of others.

"Hehe. Since that day, I have been influenced by Abbot Yijie. Abbot Yijie is invincible in martial arts. I have stood a little closer to him. Now my waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer hurt, my feet are no longer cramped, and I have also become more vigorous when walking. Hehe, even this literary talent has improved. Otherwise, can I stand here and tell you a story!"

In the envious look below, a person asked a question.

"Sir, I have been talking about the story for so long. Can you tell me about the good people like Abbot Yijie, should I be a human being in the future? Or should I be a Buddha?"

The storyteller said in a tone, "Is this more important? Abbot Yijie must have entered the Pure Land now and become a Buddha and a ancestor. How can he be with us mortals!"

People nodded, which is also the most common view.

"I don't think so!"

A sudden voice broke the harmony in the room, and people glared at me, who was so bold that he dared to say that the abbot was not.

Wherever he looked, a young man in white was sitting in the teahouse. There were several women wearing veils on the table. They couldn't see their faces clearly, but their figures and demeanors were all in all shapes. You could tell at first glance that they were not ordinary women.

The young man in white was also handsome, holding a folding fan in his hand and swayed gently, looking at the storyteller with a smile.

The gentleman was interrupted and a little displeased, saying to the young man: "Then what do you think will be after the abbot of Yijie enters the samsara?"

"People! Or ordinary people!"

The young man in white spoke with a certain tone, as if his words were the truth.

"Hmph! No one will believe your words."

"Not nor no!"

Qingbai stood up, opened the folding fan, and looked around: "You all think that the abbot of Yijie will become a Buddha, but you don't know that his heart desires a free life."

"How do you say this?"

"Isn't this simple? You can think about who did Abbot Yijie help when he was in Hangzhou?"

"It's Murong Qiuyu."

People are still familiar with the story of Abbot Yijie, so some people will answer naturally.

"Not only helped Murong Qiuyu, but the woman Yijie went to Tianshan alone and snatched back from the Demon Cult is Ning Wanjun."

People are stunned, so many people know these things, but people deliberately avoid such topics, feeling that it is insulting the great reputation of the abbot Yijie.

But when this young man said these things in person, people felt a little difficult to answer.

"You are all thinking too much. As far as I know, Abbot Yijie has many confidants. He is a young man. Many things cannot be completely broken into the world. I think everyone here knows this!"

People were silent for a while, and the storyteller said, "You are right, but Abbot Yijie did not happen to his confidants. He finally chose to be loyal to Buddhism, loyal to his beliefs, and sacrificed his life for the people of the world. This fearless spirit and will is an example for all people in the world, and we all admire him!"

"Yes, yes, if it were someone else, who would have been beautiful and beautiful, I'm afraid I would have been reborn long ago. Who would have become a monk? Yijie Abbot is amazing!"

Many people began to support Mr. Storyteller, after all, Abbot Yijie is already the supreme existence in people's hearts. I really don't want to hear anyone say he is not good.

The young man in white smiled and said, "Everyone said it well, but have you ever thought about it carefully. If the abbot is reincarnated and still remember what happened during his lifetime, would he still choose to be a monk? Will he still make the confidantes who are waiting for him turn black hair white? Will he choose a new path?"

Seeing people silent, the young man in white walked into the crowd: "He had already given his efforts to the people of the world in his previous life. He had already dedicated it to Buddhism. Therefore, in this life, if the abbot of Yijie turned into a human being, then he should have lived for himself. He had done enough for the world!"

People didn't say anything for a long time, but in the end the storyteller spoke.

"Actually... what you said is right. If Abbot Yijie reincarnates and wants to be a monk, I think it would be too unfair."

"Yes, Abbot Yijie is a good person! You can't always give him the most tragic ending. Let him enjoy his life."

Someone asked the young man in white curiously at this time, "Then, this young master, what would he do if the abbot Yijie is reincarnated?"

The young man in white opened the folding fan with a "rattle", shaking gently, graceful and graceful.

"Well, it's very simple. If you don't practice golden elixirs or sit in meditation, you won't farm the fields for merchants, and you'll write in the green mountains and sell them in your spare time. You won't make money from karma in the world!"

After the young man in white finished speaking this poem, he laughed a few times and said to the beauty on the table: "My ladies, it's almost time. We should go home. The moon is on the willows. After the evening, great time cannot be wasted!"

The women's expressions were invisible, but they were all a little shy. They stood up one by one, followed the young man in white, and slowly left the teahouse.

People didn't say anything. One was immersed in the poems of young people, and the other was that everyone thought to themselves, why is this kid so blessed? These women who look stunning at first glance are actually his wives. This is a fortune that has been cultivated in several lifetimes... A pleasure boat floated down the river, and a group of women on the boat were busy cooking.

The cabin was full of smoke and smokyness. These fairy-like women looked good, but most of them were clumsy in cooking.

"Wanjun! Come and help me! This meat is too hard, hurry up and use the Yuanzhen Longquan Sword to cut it!"

"Xiaohuan, come quickly, this fish is so slippery, I can't catch it. You can use the Nine Yin White Bone Claws to grab it, just right to pinch it!"

"Sister An, use the life and death talisman to control the duck. I don't want to kill. After you control it, let it commit suicide, and then I can take it to the pot!"

Murong Qiuyu and Xu Xianxian volunteered to cook, but they made a mess in the cabin. The sisters An Ruhuan and An Ruwu looked at each other and walked into the cabin side by side, and were about to take over their jobs.

However, Ning Wanjun, Luo Caiyi and Hua Xiaohuan were still ahead of the scene. After all, An Ruhuan and others are actually elders, so it would be better not to let them cook.

This is busy, and there is peace on the deck over there.

Li Qinghua was asking Dongfang Qing for an embroiderer. Dongfang Qing was embroidering a sweater for Huo Yuanzhen. The style of this sweater was designed by Huo Yuanzhen himself. It is very novel and unique. This style has never appeared in this world.

However, the pattern was designed by Dongfang Qing. It is a tiger head, majestic and cute.

Li Qinghua has a very good ability, but when it comes to embroidery skills, no one can compare to Dongfang Qing. Her embroidery needle skills are the best in the world.

Huo Yuanzhen was wearing white clothes, sitting in front of the deck, holding a book in his hand and reading with relish.

"Yuanzhen, come and help me, I'm going to go out for fishing."

Ran Dongye's voice came from the cabin. After Huo Yuanzhen heard it, he was a little unwilling to move: "Dongye, your martial arts skills are the best in the world. Do you still need someone to help you? Just walk out by yourself."

"I think about it, but this little guy refuses to calm down. Are you afraid of touching him? If you don't feel sorry for your son, I will come out by myself."

As soon as Ran Dongye said this, Huo Yuan jumped up like a rabbit, and the book threw it aside: "Here you come, you are so, you are pregnant, why are you going out to leave? Come, come, baby! I'm carrying you for my husband!"

Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qing looked at each other with a young age. After becoming pregnant, the master was like a little girl, becoming more and more delicate.

Li Qinghua thought for a while and said to Dongfang Qing: "Qing'er, you said that Yuan Zhen was resurrected from the dead this time, and I always felt like I was dreaming. Is the Beiming Divine Art really that magical?"

Dongfang Qing nodded: "It should be. Master said that this martial arts has a very unique ability. You can survive even if you die. But I don't know what it is. This time Yuan Zhen can survive, thanks to this magical martial arts."

Li Qinghua looked at the ground and blinked at Dongfang Qing: "Qing'er, isn't that book the Beiming Divine Art? Pick it up and see what martial arts they wrote on the last page they said."

Dongfang Qing hurriedly looked into the cabin, and saw that Huo Yuanzhen had not come out yet, she put down the front line in her hand and picked up the secret book of Beiming's magic skills on the ground.

I hurriedly turned to the last page, but only saw a piece of white paper.

The two looked at each other, used their eyesight together, and opened their eyes.

Both of them are masters of the Imperial Realm and their skills have been restored. When they look at them with their eyes, the handwriting on them immediately disappeared.

The two women were shocked at the same time because the last page of the Beiming Divine Art was written with five big words "Beiming Rebirth Method"!

"Oh my God! It turns out that the Beiming Divine Art can be reborn, it's so powerful!"

"If you learn this martial arts, won't you never die!"

"You can still stay young forever! I haven't seen Yuan Zhen these days, every night... Oh my god, I won't say it anymore, I'm so embarrassed!"

The two women looked at each other curiously, feeling a little moved.

At this moment, Huo Yuanzhen came out of the cabin with Ran Dongye, who was pregnant with Liujia, and laughed at them: "For my husband, I am currently studying a cutting-edge topic, that is, to allow the Beiming Divine Art to be practiced by women. In this way, our family will be together forever in the future!"

Dongfang Qing and the others were found peeking and were embarrassed and put down the book shyly. Dongfang Qing said, "Why are you doing for so long? Wouldn't you become an old monster?"

"Hey! You can't say that. There will naturally be a future of excitement in the future. I haven't told you that after hundreds or thousands of years, a world-renowned Olympic Games will be held in the capital. Then we will go to see the opening ceremony together."

"I haven't heard of any sports meet!"

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it. We'll come to my room tonight. Let's live together. Everyone doesn't have to sneak in anything they want to hear!"

The two women blushed and hid in panic.

Looking at the beautiful couple in front of him, Huo Yuanzhen moved his index finger and threw the burden in his hand to the side, wanting to take advantage of it.

I just threw something out of my hand, and my ears suddenly hurt!

Ran Dongye viciously grabbed Huo Yuanzhen's ear: "Okay, Huo Yuanzhen! You don't even want your son, right? If I weren't good at it, you would have fallen to you!"

Then she looked at Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qing, "You two stinky girls, you all have a husband with you, and I am still pregnant. You don't know if you give in to Master or ask for a fight!"

After saying that, the invincible lady Ran pulled her husband's ear with one hand and rushed towards the two disciples.

Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qing smirked and dodged, and the swallows were singing and orioles on the pleasure boat, making a mess... The whole book is over... and there is a postscript to the next chapter!!!~!
Chapter completed!