Thinking of Shaolin''s future bell striking tool man, Xuanxin immediately rushed to the bell and drum tower to the ninth floor.

    I saw Wuneng sitting beside the Buddha bell.

    It''s been a day and I haven''t understood the Buddhist mantra. Wu Neng''s face is full of emotions, sometimes sad and sometimes happy.

    Sometimes crying, sometimes smiling, immersed in the insight of the mystery and truth of Buddhism.

    "Alas."

    Shook his head, Xuanxin finally decided to help him.

    After walking over, Xuanxin raised his hand and pressed on the huge Buddha clock, closed his eyes and realized that the Buddha light filled the sea.

    [Miao Zhan always holds immovable respect, and the first Shurangama king is rare in the world.]

    On the huge Buddha clock, a golden small character suddenly appeared, and the Buddhist truth, mystery and truth were constantly passed to the enlightenment energy of insight.

    For a long time, I can wake up from the Epiphany, open my eyes, and a ray of vicissitudes and sadness emerge in my eyes.

    "Thank Abbot for your advice."

    Wuneng stood up, knelt piously in front of Xuanxin, flashed a touch of firmness in his eyes, and said, "I know my Tao, and I will try my best to persevere."

    As the saying goes, when a monk hits a bell one day.

    This is the Tao of enlightenment.

    Or, this is the Tao that Xuanxin arranges for Wuneng.

    "Amitabha."

    After announcing the Buddha''s name, Xuanxin was very pleased with his great mercy on his face.

    What he wants is such a willing laborer who is willing to be a bell striking tool for the development of Shaolin.

    Wuneng stood up, put his hands around the huge Buddha bell, closed his eyes and constantly instilled his internal power into the Buddha bell.

    In the Dantian, the surging internal force was continuously input into the huge Buddha clock, and the first golden small character [wonderful] began to appear on the huge Buddha clock

    Miao Zhan always holds immovable respect

    Small golden characters began to appear with the continuous input of Wuneng''s internal power.

    …………

    ……

    At the foot of Shaoshi mountain, the heroic Xiao Huo is trying his best to catch up with Shaoshi mountain.

    There was a day''s delay yesterday.

    Early this morning, Xiao Huohuo couldn''t wait to come here and prepared to become a monk in Shaolin Temple of Shaoshi mountain with unparalleled firm faith.

    In the high mountains and dense forests, behind Xiao Huohuo, there was an ethereal old man in black.

    He has no body, and his whole body is full of dark shadow, which is composed of a mysterious energy.

    "Xiao Huo, you really can''t carve rotten wood. Why can''t you listen to me after I''ve tried my best?"

    It was ethereal and full of dark shadows. An old man in black composed of mysterious energy stopped Xiao Huohuo.

    Stopped Xiao Huohuo from going up the mountain.

    "Mo Lao, don''t stop me. I can''t worship you as a teacher."

    "I''m Xiao Huo. I can''t regret entering Shaolin this life."

    Xiao Huohuo stopped, wiped his sweat and said helplessly.

    There is incomparable firmness and persistence in his eyes.

    He Xiao Huohuo will be a Shaolin monk in this life.

    This old Mo met him in the back mountain of Xiao''s house yesterday. According to old Mo, he just woke up yesterday. He was once a powerful martial artist.

    Betrayed by his disciples, he almost died. Now he can only survive in the way of God and soul.

    However, Mo Lao wanted to take Xiao Huohuo as his disciple and teach him a set of amazing skills. He wanted to take Xiao Huohuo to experience and find an opportunity to recast his body.

    Avenge him

    I''m kidding. Xiao Huo is going to join Shaolin. How can he worship you as a teacher and go with you?

    No matter how powerful you are, he will not take it seriously.

    Now he just wants to become a monk in Shaolin.

    Xiao Huohuo can only express sympathy and sympathy for Mo Lao''s experience, and others can only be sorry, but can''t help.

    "You..."

    "I''m so angry that you want to become a monk?"

    Exhausted his lips and tongue, he still felt the Mo Lao who played the lute against the cow, and his spirit trembled with anger. There was a faint tendency of instability and death.

    You know, it''s really speechless and irritating.

    "Xiao Huo, listen to me. You really went the wrong way. I know some numerology."

    "You and I are predestined. You should worship me as your teacher. I am your destiny. My miraculous skills are congenial to you. You will become a great emperor in the future if you follow me!"

    Mo Lao, who stopped in front of Xiao Huohuo, was a burst of painstaking advice to Xiao Huohuo.

    It was completely different from what he had expected.

    When he just woke up, what he thought was that Xiao Huohuo came to beg him, and then he had a false test.

    Finally, accept Xiao Huohuo as an apprentice.

    But the reality is that Xiao Huohuo is not interested in him at all. He can''t pull ten cows back. He wants to become a monk in Shaolin.

    It doesn''t matter how good he used to be.

    No matter what amazing feat he gave.

    Just three words: not interested.

    Still he lowered his figure, and finally tried his best to persuade him.

    Xiao Huohuo thought he was farting and came to Shaoshi mountain without looking back.

    I''m determined to be a monk today.

    Mo is so old that he is really unstable. He has a feeling of vomiting blood to die in situ.

    "Old Mo, please let me go."

    "Why do you have to take me as an apprentice? As I said, I''m not interested in your amazing skills. Xiao Huohuo will become a monk in Shaolin this life."

    Xiao Huo was determined, bypassed Mo Lao directly, and continued to go up the mountain without looking back.

    He thinks Xiao Huohuo is so resolute.

    He wants to become a monk in Shaolin. No one can stop him

    "No, your boy is wrong."

    "I''ve calculated before that you have a marriage dispute with the Wu girl in Dingxi general''s house..."

    At this moment, Mo Lao felt that he was ignorant. He knew some numerology and calculated the number.

    But the development of everything completely deviated from his calculation.

    Xiao Huohuo is determined to become a monk first. Ten cows can''t be pulled back, which makes him want to cry without tears. Xiao Huohuo cuts off his predestined marriage.

    He''s really confused!

    "Old Mo, please respect yourself. My Xiao Huohuo has nothing to do with the Wu youruo girl."

    "Don''t spread rumors, old man, will you?"

    Xiao Huo is angry. He has no idea about Wu you at all, and he wants to become a monk in Shaolin.

    Your old man''s nonsense will affect his reputation.

    It will also affect the reputation of Shaolin in the future.

    Old man, don''t spread rumors like this, okay?

    If not, he will go to the government to sue you for slander!

    "I..."

    The spirit of old Mo shuddered and had an impulse to die on the spot.

    "Fool, fool..."

    Looking up to the sky, Mo always scolded and said sarcastically, "Shaoshi mountain has poor aura. Shaolin is just a small temple in the mountains. It''s really stupid for you to become a monk here."

    "Which temple in the world is better than Shaolin?"

    "Buddhism is vast, and Buddhism is respected all over the world. If you want to become a monk, why go to this small mountain temple where birds don''t shit?"

    The angry Mo Lao sneered again and again. Angry, he began to ridicule Xiao Huohuo.

    Dong!

    Buzzing

    At this time, a bell sounded on Shaoshi mountain. The melodious bell spread to the foot of the mountain and echoed in my ears for a long time.

    This bell is noble, loud, pure and calm