In the depths of "Dragon Babu", there is a secret that shocks the martial arts - the true identity of the sweeping monk. This mystery, like a spider's web carefully weaved, captures every heart that seeks the truth. At the beginning of this story, we enter a world full of suspense and fog.
Between the morning bell and dusk drum of Shaolin Temple, the figure of the sweeping monk seems to merge with the shadow of this ancient temple. His existence, for many people, is nothing more than an ordinary monk in the temple. However, under this seemingly calm appearance, there is a secret that has been turbulent for many years. He is Murong Bo's father, a guardian of family glory, and a dreamer of the Dayan Dynasty. His every move, every decision, is intimately linked to a complex conspiracy.
1. The hidden identity of the sweeping monk
The sweeping monk, the low-key cleaner in the Shaolin Temple, is actually Murong Bo's father, Old Murong. The reason why he lived in seclusion in Shaolin was hidden behind a far-reaching purpose: to restore Dayan. His identity is not only a concealment of his personal identity, but also a commitment to a great righteousness.
As soon as the sky was bright, Old Murong began his daily sweeping work. He waved the bamboo broom in his hand and meticulously swept every corner of the temple. The sunlight shined through the ancient treetops and sprinkled on him, forming dappled light and shadows. Although his movements are simple, each step seems to contain deep internal strength.
In the process of sweeping the floor, Old Murong often encountered some young monks. The young monks did not take his existence seriously, and some even scoffed at his humble status. However, Old Murong never showed any dissatisfaction with these ridicules, and he always maintained a faint smile and continued his work.
One day, a young monk accidentally sprained his ankle while practicing Xi martial arts. Seeing this, Old Murong put down the broom in his hand and walked over.
"Need help?" asked Old Murong gently.
"No, I can. The young monk replied proudly, though in pain.
Old Murong didn't say anything more, just gently massaged his ankles, and then left quietly.
In this way, old Murong gradually established his influence in the Shaolin Temple. He always helped others inadvertently, and quietly healed the wounds of many monks with his profound medical skills and internal strength.
In addition to sweeping the floor and helping the monks, Old Murong often sneaked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion late at night. There, instead of reading those ancient martial arts cheats, he silently observed from the sidelines, looking for those martial arts wizards with real potential. His eyes are sharp, and he can see through at a glance whether a person's martial arts foundation is solid and whether he has the possibility of becoming a great weapon.
As he spent a long time in the monastery, he began to quietly influence and instruct the truly gifted monks. He never taught martial arts directly, but only gave them seemingly simple but extremely subtle advice when they practiced Xi. These monks have made rapid progress in their martial arts in his subtle transformation.
However, Old Murong's purpose was not just to train martial arts masters. Every step he took in the temple was for the greater goal in his heart - to restore Dayan. He was waiting for the right moment to fulfill his long-cherished wish.
2. The deep purpose of hiding in Shaolin
Old Murong chose to hide in Shaolin, not simply to escape from the world, but for a higher-level martial arts cultivation and a far-sighted strategic deployment. His behavior seems harmless on the surface, but in fact, it is the observation and screening of martial arts masters within the Shaolin Temple, preparing to cultivate talents and strength for the great cause of recovering Dayan.
His daily routine is not limited to cleaning courtyards and corridors. At dawn, when the other monks in the temple were still asleep, Old Murong quietly left his residence and went to the back mountain to Xi practice his martial arts. His movements are smooth and powerful, and every move seems unfathomable, as if an indelible mark has been carved into the air.
When the sun rose and illuminated the entire Shaolin Temple, Old Murong had quietly finished his Xi practice and returned to the temple to continue his sweeping work. Although his hands held a simple broomstick, those hands that had become extremely powerful after countless martial arts trainings held the power that could decide the fate of many people.
In his eyes, every Shaolin monk who practiced Xi martial arts was the object of his observation. He silently noted which monks were gifted in martial arts and which ones were suited to take on larger tasks. He even noticed young monks who showed extraordinary temperament and potential in their daily lives.
One day, a young monk named Xuan Yi accidentally fell during his morning exercises, and Old Murong walked over lightly.
"Senior brother, are you okay?" asked Old Murong.
Xuan Yi stood up a little embarrassed, "It's okay, thank you Uncle for your concern." ”
"Pay attention to the balance under your feet and be firm with every step. Old Murong reminded gently.
Xuan Yi nodded in thanks, what he didn't know was that this was not just a simple piece of advice, but also Old Murong's recognition of his potential.
Over time, Old Murong established a unique presence in the temple. His observation and screening of martial arts masters in the temple is not only based on their martial arts, but more importantly, on their character and potential. He silently selected batches of capable people for the cause of recovering Dayan in his heart.
He would also sneak into the Scripture Pavilion in the dead of night to study those precious martial arts classics. He was not doing it for his own martial arts advancement, but for a better understanding of these martial arts knowledge so that he could better guide his disciples when selecting them in the future.
All of this is for the greater purpose in his heart. He knew that he could not achieve the recovery of Dayan alone, and he needed to cultivate a group of loyal and capable martial arts masters in order to gain a firm foothold in future struggles.
3. Covert manipulation of Shaolin masters
In the Shaolin Temple, the influence of old Murong is growing day by day. Not only did he observe the martial arts masters in the temple in depth, but he also began to use various means to bring them under his control. His methods are varied, both coercion and inducement, but they all serve the larger purpose in his heart.
Once, a young and promising monk in the temple, named Zong Wei, made rapid progress in his martial arts, which attracted the attention of old Murong. One day, Old Murong found Zong Wei, and they met in a secluded bamboo forest.
"Senior Brother Zongwei, your martial arts have improved very quickly, which is admirable. Old Murong said with a smile.
"Thank you Uncle for the compliment. Zong Wei replied respectfully.
"I hope you can help me accomplish something big together. Old Murong spoke calmly.
Zong Wei frowned, seeming to be a little confused, but didn't say much.
In this way, Old Murong slowly attracted some potential monks such as Zong Wei into his camp. He will reveal some of his own thoughts and plans when appropriate, while secretly observing their reactions and attitudes.
However, not everyone was willing to follow Old Murong. Master Xuan Cheng is one of them. He is a master of martial arts in the temple and one of the elders of the Shaolin Temple, and is deeply respected by the monks. One day, Old Murong found Master Xuancheng.
"Senior Brother Xuancheng, I have something I want to discuss with you. Old Murong began his words.
"Senior brother, please speak. Master Xuancheng replied in a deep voice.
"I hope that Senior Brother can join me and complete an important task together. Old Murong was straightforward.
"I am only loyal to my Dharma and Shaolin, and I will not obey my fate. Master Xuancheng's tone was firm.
Old Murong didn't continue to persuade, but he had already made a decision in his heart. He knew that Master Xuancheng's refusal meant that he could not be his help, and could even become a threat. In the following days, Old Murong began to secretly suppress Master Xuancheng.
One night, when Master Xuancheng was practicing Xi martial arts, he suddenly felt a powerful internal force attacking. He turned around and saw that it was Old Murong. After a fierce fight, Master Xuancheng was hit by Lao Murong with internal force, and since then his martial arts have been lost and he has become a waste.
This incident caused an uproar in the Shaolin Temple, but no one knew that it was Lao Murong who did it. Old Murong still maintained his usual low-key and modesty, as if everything had nothing to do with him. His methods were cruel, but they were a testament to his determination to do whatever it took to achieve his ends. He knew that his great cause could only be carried out smoothly if all possible threats were eliminated.
Although such actions were carried out in secret, they also formed a potential deterrent in the temple. Many monks began to be in awe, even fear, for Old Murong. Old Murong's influence was quietly growing in the temple, and his plans were steadily advancing. He knew that for the sake of Dayan's dream of recovering the country, he had to take all necessary means, even if it was to embark on a path full of thorns and shadows.
Fourth, the complex human nature of sweeping monks
The image of the sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple is becoming more and more complex and three-dimensional. Every step he made in the temple was deliberate, and every decision was made to serve a greater purpose. Although his methods are sometimes unacceptable, his entire existence is for a higher goal: to restore Dayan, he will stop at nothing.
In daily life, sweeping monks always maintain a low-key and humble attitude. He gets up early in the morning to sweep the floor, dine with the monks, and participate in the daily activities of the temple. Although his movements are simple, every detail seems to be very precise, whether it is the sweeping action or the tone of conversation with people.
The young monks in the monastery have different opinions about the sweeping monks. Some people are dismissive of his humble status, while others have respect for his abilities and insight. Once, several young monks sat around and discussed the secrets of martial arts in the temple.
"Uncle Shi, what do you think of this Yijin Sutra?" asked a young monk named Zhitong.
"The Book of Yijin is profound and should not be taken lightly. The sweeper replied simply.
"Then how does Uncle Shi think we should practice Xi?" Zhitong asked again.
"Distractions, concentration. The sweeper's answers were always concise and profound.
In the eyes of these young monks, the sweeping monk is not just a cleaner, but also an elder who understands the essence of martial arts. They began to realize that this low-key sweeping monk was actually a rare martial artist.
And secretly, the sweeping monk's plan is still steadily advancing. He used his influence in the monastery to quietly guide and train monks with potential. He practiced Xi martial arts at night to improve his internal strength, and at the same time, he was also thinking about how to better contribute to the cause of recovering Dayan.
His presence in the temple is like a silent force, silently influencing everything around him. Every step of his action is for the ultimate goal, for the eternal dream in his heart: to recover Dayan.
"Dragon Babu"