I dream of my arena（三）

Since I can not join the martial art study with a teacher to only rely on the wisdom of the original a martial arts masterpiece. So I went to Chengdu, Emei Mountain we see in Foshan on the inspiration and harvest can.
In order to further enjoy the scenery, I was alone this world famous monument from the beginning to go up, passing Qingyin Ge, the twelve, the Flower Adornment top, to the lotus stone, diamond days, slope, Xixiang Chi, Lei Tung Ping beautiful panoramic view of ... ... all the way, Mother Nature can not help but sigh, and more admired scholar Xingaoqiao my brother. He said: "more than accounted for the world famous monk, temple inscriptions Zhao." This is not, believe, and I saw many parts of the couplets are from an expert hand of Zhao: "a thousand eyebrows coming from the green mountains, birds orchestral sound the same all the way "," Xia Yi-day with sunrise, peak Tengyun the sea as the boat floats. ", and so knowledgeable brother actually asked me to find really extremely lucky ah.
While watching the scenery, side, imagined, and I unknowingly came to the Golden Summit. Thanks to the merciful Bodhisattva Samantabhadra, after all-powerful, despite the wind fluttering, despite the snow flying, I sat down facing the dazzling Buddhist, think hard how to learn a martial arts masterpiece, from Shafujipin, leaving the mortal world in the lofty next life fame.
Emei Mountain is in this towering, this cold-ah, never mind how to experience harm. Visitors wearing rented shiver down jacket is also kept, watched the sunrise after all rushed down the mountain. I am not a fairy, no fear practitioners to not join the weathered state of the sword, so the threat of snow, even if wrapped in a simple coat, hat scarf into battle together, or could not stop the whole body shaking, teeth chattering out. Ashamed ah, hey, who does very day.
Such as the Men of the think eventually I lost nature, I have to be prepared to down when a sudden burst of more violent head wind blowing, I will be away from the ground, relentlessly throwing mountains. God, below, into the abyss below, but ah! I close my eyes, helplessly waving arms and shouted the name of heaven, every god, come from the Goddess of Mercy as from the Monkey King to the Journey, and from the Jade Emperor to God ... ...