Chapter 65 I am the one not to be trifled with
Shaoshi Mountain is majestic and steep, and the mountain road is winding. Gu Qing stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up. He remembered that in modern tourism, the shuttle bus alone took a long time, but at this time, the pure steps were all walked by people.
The current Shaolin Temple does not accept female relatives, and Gu Qing did not insist on taking his wife up the mountain. He walked alone on the mountain road, climbed the steps, and admired the scenery of Shaolin. When he was approaching the mountain gate, he saw many Shaolin temples. The Mongols, as well as some Zhike monks, directly sealed the mountain gate.
Gu Qing frowned and continued walking towards the mountain gate.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The Mongolian who was at the door drew his scimitar directly, and a cold light flashed in an instant, and he was about to strike at Gu Qing regardless of hesitation.
"Master, keep your hands, master, keep your hands!"
The monk Zhike who was in front of the mountain gate was originally afraid that these Mongolians would cause harm, so he quickly stretched out his hand and stopped them in front of them.
A Zhike monk came to Gu Qing and said: "There are distinguished guests coming to Shaolin Temple today. It is not suitable to receive pilgrims. The donor can go down the mountain first and come back to the temple tomorrow." After saying this, Zhike monk whispered: "These Mongolians are not easy to mess with! ”
This monk had a great attitude and gave good advice to Gu Qing.
Gu Qing lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and whispered: "To tell you the truth, young monk, I killed more than a thousand Mongolians at the foot of the mountain. Recently, I have been plagued by inner demons. I have a disease that makes me want to kill Tatars when I see them. You should go to the Shaolin Temple as soon as possible." , tell these Tatars to leave quickly, I am the one not to be messed with!”
As he spoke, Gu Qing's right hand couldn't help shaking, as if he was ready to move.
The little monk looked at Gu Qing in surprise.
If in his time, the young monk would have just thought it was a joke when he heard such words, but today these Mongolians went up the mountain because a big devil appeared at the foot of the mountain and killed Mongolians indiscriminately. It is said that thousands of them have been killed. This caused a headache for the great men of Mongolia, so this man named Khuluhun went to Shaolin and wanted to ask the masters of the Shaolin Temple to come out and succumb to the demons.
In this case, the devil came up, and the frightened little monk took two steps back.
"Hmph!"
The Mongolians waved their swords again, ready to make a move.
"You can't do anything!"
The young monk quickly persuaded these Mongolians. Now they were not protecting Gu Qing, they were protecting these Mongolians. After all, they were in front of the Shaolin Temple, and Shaolin was also in the territory of the Mongols. After all, they did not want to kill anyone.
"I'll inform the abbot inside."
The young monk said: "There must not be a fight." The following must not start a fight. He was telling the surrounding monks that they must control the situation, and at the same time whispered Gu Qing's identity.
The monks guarding the door became weird when they heard that Gu Qing was the devil.
After the young monk finished his instructions, he hurried towards the temple gate.
Gu Qing stretched. He walked up. His legs and feet were really tired. He wanted to sit on the floor, but the clothes on his body were sewn by Cheng Ying. Gu Qing cherished them, so he ordered the monk guarding the door and said, "Bring it to me." A chair comes out.”
When the gatekeeper heard this, he was afraid that Gu Qing might have murderous intentions. He quickly ran into the courtyard and brought a chair for Gu Qing. He even found a quiet place for Gu Qing to sit down and enjoy the view of the Shaolin Mountains.
The little monk moved very quickly. After a while, a big monk followed him in a hurry. He put his hands together in front of Gu Qing and saluted, and asked: "But Gu Qing from the Wulin League, is the leader of the Gu League?"
Although the Shaolin Temple is closed, it is still well-informed about the news in the world, especially Gu Qing's killing spree in Dengzhou, which increased the enthusiasm of the Wulin League to resist Mongolia, etc. Therefore, Gu Qing reported his identity as a murderer. Afterwards, the monks from Shaolin greeted him with courtesies.
"It's me."
Gu Qing stood up at this time.
The big monk quickly introduced himself and said: "The young monk Shaolin Temple is colorless." Gu Qing looked at the big monk and knew that this monk was the head of Luohan Hall and had a high status in the Shaolin Temple. He said a few polite words to the colorless monk. Under the guidance of Monk Wu Se, they walked towards the inner courtyard of Shaolin Temple.
"The Shaolin Temple has closed its gates for a long time and has not lived in the world. Although this Mongolian prince wants him wholeheartedly, the Shaolin Temple has no intention of coming down to help him."
Monk Wu Se told Gu Qing about the position of Shaolin Temple.
The prince from Mongolia came to visit, and the people from the martial arts alliance came, putting Shaolin in a dilemma. Therefore, Monk Wu Se brought the abbot's intention and told Gu Qing not to think too much.
“It’s best for Shaolin Temple to have this intention.”
Gu Qing laughed when he heard this and said: "I came to Shaolin today just as a person. I will tell you the truth. Gu Qing was born in Quanzhen. Our Quanzhen sect emphasizes the unity of the three religions, and we also recite the Heart Sutra in our sect. Over time, I also have admiration for Buddhism. There have been too many killings recently and I feel really uneasy. I came to Shaolin specifically to study Buddhism.”
Gu Qing knew that Monk Jue Yuan was easy to talk to, and Monk Jue Yuan did not think the Nine Yang Scripture was very noble, so as long as he made an agreement with the Shaolin monks and went to the Sutra Pavilion, he would be able to get the Nine Yang Scripture.
After Monk Wu Se heard this, he quickly took Gu Qing to the Scripture Collection Pavilion.
When Gu Qing was in modern times, he once visited the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Shaolin. It was not big inside. However, in this world of martial arts, the layout of the temple has changed. The colorless monk took Gu Qing along the mountain road. Not far away, he saw There was a group of monks standing on the mountain road. One of them looked very old and wore the most dazzling cassock. He was sitting in the middle of the mountain road.
"Elder!"
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The colorless monk saw the old monk and bowed.
The old monk did not nod, but stared at Gu Qing and said: "The Quanzhen Sect is the leader in the world, and the Shaolin Temple is not a place where others can be looked down upon!"
Gu Qing nodded, agreeing with what the old monk said.
Shaolin Temple has a long history in the metal universe and can be called the longest river.
The old monk frowned slightly when he heard that Gu Qing actually recognized it. To be honest, if in normal times, when Gu Qing came to pay homage to the mountain, the Shaolin Temple would greet him politely. The two parties would have had contacts and formed a friendship, which would be good for each other. But today, Gu Qing came The timing was perfect.
There is a sense of guilt.
Moreover, Gu Qing asked the Shaolin monk to move a chair for him in front of the mountain gate. His bossy look was not very friendly either.
But when they were in front of Gu Qing, Gu Qing's easy-to-talk manner made them unbelievable.
"You said you are Gu Qing, the deputy leader of the Wulin Alliance, do you have any evidence?"
The old monk looked at Gu Qinghao and asked, leaning back and lowering his eyes, still in a condescending manner.
"There is evidence!"
Gu Qing replied. At this moment, his figure flashed like a wisp of green smoke in the Shaolin Temple. It was extremely fast. When the old monk saw this light skill, he felt that it was difficult. He frowned slightly and watched Gu Qing flash past the Shaolin pavilion. He returned in the blink of an eye, holding several heads in his hands.
Wu Se recognized them at a glance. They were the Mongolians in front of the Shaolin Temple. In the blink of an eye, their heads were picked off by Gu Qing.
"Look at me killing the Tatars with ease!"
Gu Qing said with a smile.
For people he didn't know, Gu Qing only gave him face once, but the old monk was a little embarrassed the second time.
What's more, if the Mongolian in front of the door dares to draw his sword on him first, he already has a way to kill him!
(End of chapter)