Along the way, there are refugees in Lu Yu, Wang Lei, where they have lived for generations. There are also people and landlords who organize Yong ying armed forces to trudge along the way to destroy the rogue and the remaining party.

It’s hard to get to the foot of Songshan Mountain. Wang Lei’s return to Shaolin Temple has caused quite a stir. In many brothers’ minds, Wang Lei is destined to be a big Shaolin figure. Almost all his brothers are very disappointed when he comes back. Now, whether he is an elder or those brothers are expecting Wang Lei to stay, they are very happy for his return.
But at the moment Wang Lei came to the abbot here, and Wang Lei of the abbot’s courtyard had already gone straight in without being informed.
The monks at the gate were surprised to see Wang Lei come back, and Wang Lei went in directly without stopping them. They all knew that Wang Lei was the abbot’s favorite brother, and the abbot wouldn’t blame him even if he ignored the courtesy.
The abbot in the Buddhist temple is closing his eyes and meditating on the Buddha statue.
As soon as Wang Leigang stepped into the threshold, the abbot’s voice sounded "Yuanjing, you are back"
Wang Lei smiled and was not surprised that the abbot found himself saying, "The abbot hasn’t seen you for many days."
"It’s natural for an old woman to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scripture all day long. It’s great that you can come back safely because of the chaos in the mountains. You should thank the Buddha for his blessing." The abbot got up and slowly turned around and looked indifferent as always. He slowly looked up and looked at Wang Lei with deep eyes
At first sight, the abbot suddenly felt calm in his heart, his face suddenly changed, and his heart was filled with thoughts.
Because at first glance, he found that Wang Lei’s face had changed again. It was no longer a shura phase, but a hell phase like Jade Guanyin.
The abbot suddenly looked dignified than Wang Lei, but his body would change so much in a few months.
Consciously, he remembered that it was also the Jade Guanyin in hell. Could it be that Jade Guanyin was connected?
The abbot vaguely guessed.
Could it be that Wang Lei met Yu Guanyin behind the mountain and had some trouble? Or did another world master change Wang Lei’s face?
Wang Lei didn’t know that the abbot was in a heavy heart at the moment, but directly said that his intention to come back was that "the abbot was quiet and came back this time to practice martial arts and hope that the abbot would promise."
"Kung Fu?" The abbot’s brow wrinkled and his heart tightened. Isn’t it true that Wang Lei has the key to hell? This martial art is nothing but magic. It’s a little unnatural to think of this.
The abbot of Shaolin naturally doesn’t want anyone to practice magic in Shaolin quietly, even if he is very bullish on people.
Shaolin is a Buddhist retreat. Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and many demons have joined forces. This Qing dynasty has changed hands. Shaolin has become a little lucky to be a holy place. How can he defile this world with magic power?
"It’s okay if you want Shaolin to be closed, but you have to tell the old woman what martial arts you want to practice first. If it’s some evil spirits, I can’t agree," said the abbot primly.
Shaolin Temple is not behind closed doors.
Although the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple are claimed to have been created by bodhidharma bodhisattva, how can bodhisattva bodhisattva create more than 72 stunts by himself?
In fact, most of the so-called seventy-two stunts were put on his head by later generations under the false name of Dharma-it’s like that after later generations stole online novels, good thieves and merchants all put on Huang Yi’s head for a lifetime.
Shaolin Temple can survive for thousands of years, but it is also an all-inclusive and secret way to constantly absorb other martial arts to supplement the Shaolin Temple’s library of scriptures.
Although Shaolin Temple has declined for hundreds of years after a series of disasters, the abbots of all dynasties have a heart to revive Shaolin.
Master Founder is no exception.
Wang Lei is a talented Shaolin brother, who is alert and highly appreciated by the founder. It seems that this generation of martial arts masters will be established in the next few decades, and it is too easy for Shaolin Temple and Wang Lei to communicate with each other and gain unique skills.
The Shaolin Temple armory is very willing to accept a new stunt if it is not for the magic power and evil power in this great struggle.
"The abbot thinks too much about being quiet, but practicing is to mend the sky." This achievement was made in the hands of the ink and then the Jade Guanyin, and the abbot must have heard of it. "Facing the abbot Wang Lei, he is not prepared to hide his plan to mend the sky.
Sure enough, Yu Guanyin has a joint abbot’s heart, so he frowned and made up the sky. He naturally heard of this wonderful work, and he also knew that Yu Guanyin saved many poor talents with this kung fu, so he got the title of Yu Guanyin.
Now Wang Lei should also practice this martial arts. The abbot doesn’t object that he suddenly has some vigilance. Jade Guanyin and Wang Lei, two people who have hell, practice the mending heaven tactic at the same time. Do they have the reason for the mending heaven tactic?
Thought of here, the abbot doesn’t feel a chill in his heart. This must be an illusion. The abbot immediately felt that it was impossible to mend the sky, and it was impossible to pull the hell out of such a rescue operation.
His heart is worried and he wants to find out what’s wrong with this Wang Lei Jade Guanyin. This tactic of mending the sky has always been used by Yu Guanyin. How can it be suddenly acquired by Wang Lei? On the surface, it still doesn’t show its color. "Well, old lady Yuanjing agrees to let you go to the back hill."
"Thank abbot!"
Wang Lei congratulated the abbot on promising that everything would be easy. Now that he has the back hill, he won’t worry about his own safety. If things go well, it won’t be long before this tactic of mending the sky can be understood by himself.
Time has passed in a blink of an eye, and three years have passed.
Two young monks in the back of Shaolin Mountain were fat and thin, with deep and shallow footprints behind them. Soon they came to a cave at the foot of the mountain.
They didn’t disturb Wang Lei’s two young monks in the cave. They put the rice drawer in the hole and then lay on the grass. One was fat and the other was thin. They just lay quietly leaning against a thick tree and didn’t rush back.
"It’s a good job for us to be so lazy every day." The fat monk stretched himself comfortably with a dog’s tail in his mouth and said slowly
"This also says, look, this tree is blooming again!" The thin monk was also very comfortable when he suddenly saw the tree filled with flowers and was surprised.