Jinyang City is still prosperous, and the wide streets are full of traffic, shuttling like weaving.

On both sides of the street are rows of shops, the guys are shouting and selling in the early morning sun, and the fresh air is mixed with the aroma of various snacks, a noisy scene.

The street at the east gate was bustling with people, and suddenly, people moved to the sides, vacating the middle place, because a two-man tall pyre was slowly moving.

Under the pyre was a young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin build, medium height, a long face, and a few pimples on his chin, walking slowly with a solemn face.

The top of his head was bright, not a single hair remained, the morning sun shone brightly, and the six ring scars were clear, he was actually a monk.

Brown short clothes, a string of purple Buddha beads tied around his wrist, a short axe pinned to his waist, slightly bowed at the waist, step by step steady.

The firewood on his back is like a hill, ordinary people can't carry it, but he is relaxed and rich, so amazing, naturally attracts people's attention.

"Who is this, what a lot of strength!" asked a man next to him who was holding a fritter and snoring and drinking soy milk.

A dry and thin little man next to him said, "He-you don't recognize him?...... Hehe, you're not a local, are you?"

"Hey, I've just arrived for two days, and I'm going to come to Jinyang to do a small business. The man smiled, in his forties, with a round face, wearing a blue shirt, smiling, and amiable.

"No wonder...... , his name is Li Muchan, his legal name is Zhan Ran, but he is not an ordinary person!"

"What's unusual?"

"The strength is infinite, although he is a monk, he can't be provoked, and he has killed people!"

"Killed?!" the blue-shirted man's face changed.

The little man looked over there, leaned over, and lowered his voice: "There were two guys who didn't open their eyes and robbed him, but he slaughtered one!"

"He is strong in martial arts?" the blue-shirted man's eyes widened.

The little man shook his head: "In my opinion, he has never learned martial arts, but he is infinitely powerful, and he can flatten people with one punch, what is the difference between him and those who have practiced martial arts?"

"That's it!" the man in the blue shirt nodded, looking over cautiously, just as the young man's gaze swept over, and he hurriedly avoided it, pretending not to see it.

Li Muchan retracted his eyes and smiled slightly.

His expression was calm, his eyes were peaceful, although he was in the downtown area, he was walking in the mountains, calm, along the street to the east, crossed a bridge, and came to a tall building by the bridge.

There is a long plaque hanging in the middle of the building, which reads "Transcendent Building" three golden characters, shining brightly.

A big river crosses the bridge, Chaoran Building is located by the river, sitting upstairs, you can overlook the wide river, the south wind blows, directly sweeps across the river, blows into the building, the breeze is cool.

This transcendent building is one of the best restaurants in Jinyang City, there are three floors high, the clouds go up, the whole body is painted with dark brown, the condensation is heavy, and there is the tendency of the forest.

There was a little guy running in the building, seventeen or eighteen years old, short brown, similar to the figure of a young man with firewood, melon seed face, small eyes, squinted into a slit, smiling, looking amiable.

He came to the front and said with a smile: "Mu Chan, you are here!"

He didn't say much, turned around and led the way as he spoke, went around to the back of the Transcendent Building, and entered a courtyard.

The courtyard is flat, paved with green bricks, cleaned up, and a weapon rack is placed on the south side, with swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

A straw hut was built in the west corner of the courtyard, which was full of firewood.

Putting the firewood pile in the shed, Li Muchan straightened his waist, patted his shirt, and said, "Li Jian, it's going to rain in the next two days, so I'll send some firewood over in advance." ”

The melon-faced young man said with a smile: "Mu Chan, you said it was going to rain, naturally it was going to rain, let's go have a drink!"

This young man knows that Li Muchan is proficient in astronomy and can see the weather very accurately.

Li Muchan waved his hand: "Next time, the second sister will come back today, you can buy me some wine and food to take back, the road is far, and I can't delay." ”

The melon-faced young man's eyes lit up: "Second sister is back, okay, I'll prepare immediately!"

He ran out of the smoke, leaving only Li Muchan.

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, this childhood friend, came out to do things really differently, and now he no longer procrastinates.

He turned around and looked at the courtyard, which was full of high walls and green tiles.

I have been in this world for seventeen years, and I have long since adapted to it.

In his previous life, he was forty years old, achieved nothing, graduated from the philosophy department of a third-rate university, and then found a job to make a living, and the ideals of college disappeared, and he was melted by society, so he could only go with the flow.

Later, as he grew older, he got married, and was forced to buy a house before marriage, and then divorced.

The mortgage is like a mountain, so that he can't breathe, although he has spent years in the company, the boss is harsh, and he is looking for ballast at every turn, but he does not dare to resign, he can only endure it, people are poor and short-sighted and helpless, and finally a car accident ended all this.

All kinds of past lives, like a big dream, gradually faded away, more and more blurred, high-rise buildings, computers and televisions, airplanes and cars, have become out of reach.

There are 2,000 years of civilization in the world he lives in, and after ten dynasties, today's Dayan Dynasty, like Zhongtian, is in its prime.

The Dayan Dynasty is faintly similar to the Tang Dynasty in his time, with extremely strong martial arts, even scholars, all of whom wear long swords at their waists, know a few swordsmanship, and are brave and brave.

However, this world is highly hierarchical, and the martial arts are precious, but all some power is secret.

Children of poor families who have no foundation and want to practice martial arts have three ways, enter the sect, enter the big family, or worship a master.

The former can enter and exit freely, but it requires a huge fee, and the big family needs to have certain qualifications, and it is difficult for mediocre people to enter, and apprenticeship is something that can be met but not sought.

Now that he is a commoner, his family background is average, he can't afford to pay his tuition, he can't enter the sect, and the idea of apprenticeship is even more unrealistic, and there is only one way to enter the big family.

A while ago, he met a robber and killed people in a rage, and he also understood a truth, if he wants to live well in this world, he can't rely on meditation kung fu, only martial arts.

If those two robbers were more shrewd and knew some martial arts, they would never be lucky!

When he was six years old, his eldest brother Li Mufeng was eighteen years old and entered the Mei Mansion, and now he is a powerful deacon.

It is not difficult for him to get in, although the eldest brother is selfless and selfless, and his qualifications are sufficient.

But he is used to being at ease, and he is a person of later generations, and he doesn't like to be a subordinate, so he hasn't wanted to go, since that encounter with bandits, he changed his mind and decided to enter the Mei Mansion, learn martial arts, be above the world, and live freely.

In his thoughts, he walked to the weapon rack, picked up a sword, took it to his eyes and looked at it carefully, under the sun, the sword body flashed with cold light.

He raised his hand and touched his head, and suddenly laughed, he was bald, no hair, and there was no way to verify whether this sword was blown and broken.

He waved his hand a few times and turned his head to look.

"Haha, Mu Chan, you are a layman at first glance!" the young man ran back and said with a smile.

Li Muchan smiled: "I have never practiced kung fu, naturally I am a layman, you have started to learn martial arts?"

"Hehe, I've just started practicing!" the young man smiled embarrassedly, and said busily: "The day before yesterday, I happened to have worked for three years, and I am qualified to practice martial arts!"

"That's hello. Li Muchan said and put back the long sword, and said: "After learning martial arts, Feihuang Tengda is just around the corner!"

The young man looked smug and waved his hand: "Hey, no matter how much you fly Huang Tengda, you are not a run?!"

Li Muchan said: "I heard that the shopkeeper Zhao appreciates you very much, and once you practice martial arts, you can be promoted to Meifu." ”

"It's not the credit of the eldest brother?!" the boy laughed.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "The eldest brother praised you for your cleverness when he came back last time, these sons have grown a lot, and their eyes are very good, which can be described as very promising, and they will surpass him in the future." ”

"Big brother is really ......" The young man shook his head with a smile, looking disapproving, but the corners of his mouth turned up.

Li Muchan looked down at the long sword, shook his head, and sighed.

The young man smiled and said: "Mu Chan, you don't have to worry, with your innate divine power, once you learn martial arts, it will be more effective than practicing for more than ten years compared to others!"

"I just have a few more strengths, how can I be so evil!" Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Auntie is looking forward to your return for a while." ”

"What's wrong?" the boy asked.

"My aunt told you a family affair and asked you to go home and have a look. Li Muchan said with a smile.

The young man opened his mouth wide: "Ahhh

He stomped his feet: "My mother is really, I'm still young!"

Li Muchan smiled: "You are nineteen, and it is time to marry a wife and take care of it." ”

"No, I'm not going back!" the boy shook his head.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I have helped you see it, it is a girl from the Zhang family in Dashi Village, handsome, virtuous, and I don't know where you have cultivated the blessings,...... You really don't want to go back, but don't regret it!"

“...... Really?!" The boy hesitated.

Li Muchan scolded with a smile: "I told a lie?"

The young man scratched his head and smiled: "Hehe, it's okay to go back and take a look, my mother has been crazy for a while, she has to marry me a daughter-in-law, so she almost took a knife to my neck!"

Li Muchan laughed and waved his hand: "Go and see my dishes." ”

"I'll rush again!" the boy ran out.

After a while, he brought a wooden box over, the red paint was shining, and he put it down in front of Li Muchan.

He pointed to the box: "Braised lion's head, crystal elbow, red stewed mutton, honey-rolled chicken thighs, and four vegetarian dishes, enough to eat one meal." ”

"Well, yes, the money is deducted from my firewood money. Li Muchan lifted the wooden box and said as he walked out: "Don't forget to go back, my aunt is in a hurry." ”

"Got it!" the boy followed him, walked to the front of the transcendent building, and watched him calmly walk into the crowd and disappear.

Li Muchan carried the wooden box, followed the flow of people to the east, and was about to leave the city.

Nowadays, the emperor worships Buddha, the status of the monks is extremely high, there are several big temples in Jinyang City, the largest Daguang Temple covers an area of 100 acres, the monks are 1,000, the momentum is solemn and immense.

Li Muchan, a monk, is genuine.

The village where he lives is called Lijia Village, surrounded by mountains, the mountain name in the east is Aishan, there is a broken temple in the middle of Aishan, the name is Chengjing Temple, there was originally an old monk, the surname of the law.

At the beginning, Li Muchan's family had three children, and the family was too poor to live.

When he was three years old, he followed his parents to Chengjing Temple to incense, and met an old monk surnamed Fa, he deliberately showed his edge, and the old monk saw that he had heavenly wisdom, and was overjoyed and accepted as a disciple of the mantle.

Becoming a monk can be exempted from paying taxes, and he deliberately made this strategy in order to reduce the burden on his family.

Although the parents were unwilling, they could not stand the poverty of the family, and besides, the temple was very close to home, and they could come and see it at any time, so they thought that they would stay for four or five years, and then take the eldest back when he was able to work.

became a disciple of the old monk with the surname of the law, he still stayed at home all day long, playing with the eldest brother and second sister, and only returned to the temple when he was eating and sleeping.

When he was ten years old, the old monk surnamed Fa drove the crane away, he was the only one in Chengjing Temple, he was free, most of them went home to live, but this monk was formal, there was a degree, and he entered the "Monk Record".

In the midst of the noise, he was calm and relaxed, carrying the wooden box leisurely, suddenly frowned, stopped his steps, and looked at the side of the road.

Under the bridge, there was a gray-clothed monk lying on his stomach, motionless, and the people who came and went around him walked in their own way, and no one paid attention.

Although Jinyang City is prosperous, there is no shortage of beggars, and now it is the height of summer, and it is okay to lie on the street and sleep, and no one can die.

Li Muchan looked at it, his heart suddenly moved, and a circle of ripples appeared in the quiet heart lake.

He stepped forward, squatted down and patted the monk on the shoulder: "This monk, what's wrong?"

As soon as he got closer, a foul smell came to his face, rushed straight into his brain, and his stomach rolled, and he couldn't help but want to vomit.

Taking a deep breath, he held back.

The monk's body trembled, slowly got up, raised his head, and had a long horse face, full of abscesses, yellow pus, disgusting and scary to look at.

Li Muchan was taken aback, no wonder no one cared about it, this appearance can really scare people away.

In this era, medicine is not developed, and sometimes a cold can kill a person, and such a vicious disease cannot be escaped.

If in normal times, he would not be nosy, the world suffers, it is a fluke to be able to protect himself wisely, besides, he understands what death is all about, and he doesn't think it's a big deal.

Fear is because of the unknown, and understanding is not fearful.

He usually has a clear heart and does not ripple, but when he saw this monk, he had a trace of waves, and he knew that there must be a fate, so he stretched out his hand.

He looked into the monk's eyes and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the monk?"

The horse-faced monk sat up tremblingly, his eyes calm and peaceful, and he saluted: "Amitabha, there is not much time for the old man, this little master doesn't have to care about me." ”

Li Muchan returned the salute, shook his head and said, "Since you are sick, you have to be cured, wait a while!"

There was a rejuvenation clinic a hundred steps away, and he quickly brought an old man over.

The old man's beard was black and white, his appearance was clear, he looked very young, he walked with his hair stroked, his eyes squinted, as if he had been dozing off.

When he got closer, he covered his nose and let go, glanced at the monk, and shook his head.

Li Muchan smiled: "Old Li, since you are here, you can help take a look, you have advanced medical skills in Jinyang City, and you can rejuvenate your hands!"

The old man shook his head, stretched out his hands after a few glances, and sighed: "Mu Chan, it's not that the old man is ruthless, this master is poisonous and terminally ill, and the old man is really powerless!"

Li Muchan frowned, looked at the horse-faced monk, and said, "...... Elder Li will prescribe medicine!"

"Mu Chan, it's useless to have any medicine!" the old man waved his hand and turned around to leave.

Li Muchan sighed helplessly, did not stop him, watched him go away, and turned to the horse-faced monk: "What is the wish of the monk?"

The horse-faced monk looked calm and shook his head: "Lao Ganai is a wild man outside the mountain, who has traveled far away from the red dust, and now he can shed his skin and go to the Western Heaven Bliss, which can be described as very happy." ”

Li Muchan was in awe, he could see through the life and death, it was rare and rare, since he practiced Buddhism strictly, and he practiced it in peace.

He has experienced birth and death, and it is not difficult to transcend it, but this monk has overcome fear, and being able to transcend death is a practice of practice.

He thought for a while: "Monk, I was born in Chengjing Temple, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the monk might as well go there to recuperate, how about it?"

The horse-faced monk shook his head: "Don't bother the little master." ”

"You're welcome. Li Muchan didn't care about his struggles, and he didn't hate the stench, so he turned his back directly behind him and strode out of Jinyang City.

Go east along the official road, cross a bridge, and then go east, climb a mountain, and go down the mountain, there is a village called Lijia Village.

He went directly around the village, along the river to the east, and went up to Aishan in the east, there is a temple halfway up the mountain, and there are three big characters written on the plaque: Chengjing Temple.

Chengjing Temple faces south and backs to north, leans against the mountain, covers the north wind, but it is a good place.

The place is cleanly kept, but you can still see that over the years, the walls have been repaired, and the window and door frames have been replaced.