Wulin Wuxiangfan

There is a young room in Songshan and a dense ancient temple. Before the lingering sound of the dusk bell dissipated completely, it was cut apart by an invisible chilling air. In the martial arts arena of Shaolin Temple, this is usually the time when the monks finish their exercises and start chanting sutras, but now there is silence. Hundreds of monks and a few celebrities from various sects who were invited to watch the ceremony all held their breaths and focused their gazes on the center of the venue.