The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

Chapter 193 Are you praising me or scolding me?

Xiao Xun returned to Yaowang Courtyard with a smile on his face.

My heart was a little cold.

I thought that all parties in Shaolin didn't stop me from developing Laba porridge, so I agreed to go out of the vulgar.but never thought...

It's just that I'm whimsical.

How could Shaolin let go of a monk suspected of being the reincarnation of Bodhidharma?

Naive.

too naive!

"Don't ask for grandeur, but ask for a clear conscience."

Xiao Xun sighed secretly, and lowered the standard helplessly.

I was so annoyed that I wanted to slap myself.

Why do you want to make Laba porridge if you have nothing to do?

Wouldn't it be nice to leave quietly?

What kind of big tail wolf?

it's good now.

Shaolin not only doesn't appreciate it, but also plans to make a fuss about it and won't let you go!

Although thinking that 'following my heart is the most important thing', who can really achieve 'not happy with things, not sad with oneself'?

Anyway, Xiao Xun couldn't do it yet.

The big talk went out, but still entangled.certainly…

It's just tangled!

The clock is ticking.

Xiao Xun only felt that this day was extremely long.

By the afternoon.

Master Xuan Chi's uncle is here.

The meaning in the words was similar to Master Xuanku's uncle, who also persuaded Xiao Xun to give up delivering porridge to all the monks in the monastery, saying that he only needed to give it to a few monks he knew closely.

Xiao Xun didn't say anything else, and directly served Xuan Chi a bowl of porridge.

Xuan Chi took a sip, and after experiencing it for a while, his face completely changed.

"This porridge..." Xuan Chi looked at Xiao Xun solemnly.

Xiao Xun nodded slightly, and said softly: "My disciple's heart is in the porridge." Xuan Chi's expression changed.a long time…

"If you really want to return to vulgarity, you can't give porridge to all the monks in the temple." Xuan Chi lowered his voice and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Xun was taken aback, looked at Xuan Chi, and waited for the next sentence.

"You are a monster!" Xuan Chi stared at Xiao Xun and spit out four words.

Xiao Xun was dumbfounded.

Are you praising me, or scolding me?

Why is this context so insulting?

"No sect would easily let go of an evildoer." Xuan 26 Chi said slowly.

Xiao Xun suddenly realized, he was a little bit embarrassed for a while, and said with emotion: "My meridians are blocked, but I have become a monster." Xuan Chi shook his head and said: "In my eyes, you have always been the pride of heaven.

I thought I didn't underestimate you, but now it seems that I still far underestimated you. Xiao Xun smiled shyly, and said: "This is all taught by your master and uncle." "

Xuan Chi took another sip of Laba porridge, looked at Xiao Xun, and said solemnly: "Stay here, you will become the youngest head of the Yaowang Academy in Shaolin history." Xiao Xun was silent, shook his head and said: "I have made up my mind, I hope Master Uncle can make it happen." A look of disappointment and regret flashed in Xuan Chi's eyes.Drink the porridge quietly, after finishing the whole bowl of porridge...

"Then let's go now, the sooner you go, the better, otherwise you won't be able to go." Xuan Chi sighed.Xiao Xun said in a low voice: "The porridge is ready, don't let it go to waste." Xuan Chi looked at Xiao Xun fixedly.

Xiao Xun looked normal.

"The porridge comes from the Yaowang Courtyard. As the head of the Yaowang Courtyard, I have the responsibility to check whether the porridge is safe." Xuan Chi said slowly.

Xiao Xun's heart warmed, knowing that this master uncle wanted to take responsibility for the possible problems with the porridge.

It was getting dark.

Zhikeyuan.

Tie Zhuiri, who had just finished his late fast, returned to the Zen courtyard where he was temporarily staying. As soon as he closed the gate of the courtyard, he froze all of a sudden.

"Including you, how many lay disciples are there?" A deep voice came into Tie Zhuiri's ears.

Hearing the sound, Tie Zhuiri heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and saw a figure in black.

There is a chain on the feet of this figure in black.

Chuzuzhai, Xuanku.

"83 people." Tie Zhuiri said.

Xuan Ku asked, "Are you here tonight?"

Tie Zhuiri nodded and said, "Tomorrow is the day of the exchange battle on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, everyone is here."

"That's good." Xuanku said softly, glanced at Tie Zhuiri, and said, "I want to ask you to do something."

"Please order." Tie Zhuiri was very respectful.

Xuan Ku said: "Sleep quietly for a night."

"What?" Tie Zhuiri was a little confused.

next moment.

Tie Zhuiri lost consciousness.

At the last moment before he fainted, he had only one thought: what's going on?

Aren't we on the same team?

"Tomorrow is the exchange battle. Only by getting a good night's sleep can we recharge our batteries."

Xuan Ku whispered, the figure has already flashed out of this Buddhist temple, and came to another nearby Buddhist temple.

In the monastery, a lay disciple who was practicing fainted like iron chasing the sun.

Xuan Ku's speed was very fast, less than a stick of incense.

The 83 lay disciples have fainted to 82, and only the big Saturday prince Xiao Shang is left.

The first moment Xuanku appeared in the elegant Buddhist temple where Xiao Shang was, Xiao Shang seemed to feel something in his heart, and sat up straight.

Behind him, two figures in black rushed out.

"You've been looking for me?" Xuan Ku stepped towards Xiao Shang.

Xiao Shang smiled and said: "Yes, Gu is looking for you."

"Can you do me a favor first?" Xuan Ku asked.

Xiao Shang raised his eyebrows lightly, and said: "Please tell me."

"Sleep peacefully tonight." Xuan Ku said.

While speaking, the figure has come to Xiao Shang, pointing to Xiao Shang's eyebrows.

Xiao Shang's eyes flashed with astonishment.

"Presumptuous!" The faces of the men in black standing on both sides of Xiao Shang changed suddenly, and they all shot together.

Om~!

The space seemed to be trembling, and the two men in black only felt the 'buzzing' in their ears, and they didn't know what happened, so they both collapsed on the ground.

Xuanku pointed his index finger between Xiao Shang's eyebrows, and said, "One of the things you want to find is in the hands of your concubine mother, the other is in the hands of Wang Liang, and the other is in the Underworld of the Nether Valley?"

Xiao Shang's eyes were bright, and just about to say something, he felt a pain between his brows and completely lost consciousness.

When Xuan Ku came out of this other courtyard, he happened to see a yellow-clothed monk approaching, and his brows frowned.

"It seems that it is not enough to stun the lay disciples..."

Xuan Ku whispered, and in a flash, he appeared behind the yellow-clothed monk, with a light finger, the yellow-clothed monk suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Then...

Xuan Ku came to the east end of Zhikeyuan and started a new round of attacks.

His speed is very fast, like a ghost, without a trace.

The entire Zhike Academy, the Huizi, Yuanzi, and even some Xuanzi generations collapsed to the ground one by one.

At the end, Xuan Ku pushed open the door of the meditation room where Xuan Kong, the head seat of Zhikeyuan, was located.

Xuan Kong opened his eyes and saw that it was Xuan Ku, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" Xuan Kong asked in surprise.

Xuanku said: "Recently, I have a feeling in my heart, and I want to discuss the Tao with Senior Brother Xuankong."

Xuan Kong smiled and said, "Discuss the Tao with me? Among the Shaolin Xuan characters, I am probably the most vulgar one."

Xuan Ku shook his head, walked across to Xuan Kong, moved his fingers lightly, and a futon not far away immediately moved to his feet.

After sitting down...

"The most open-minded person in Shaolin is you, Senior Brother Xuankong." Xuan Ku said.

Xuankong looked at Xuanku, hesitantly said: "Don't you also want to return to vulgarity?"

Xuan Ku was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There is no place for me outside the temple."

"Is it outside the temple, or in your heart?" Xuankong said meaningfully.

Xuanku said: "Is there a difference?"

Xuan Kong smiled and said: "There is still a difference, but this should not be the purpose of your coming to me." "Brother, do you still remember why I came to Shaolin in the first place?" Xuan Ku asked.Xuankong paused, nodded and said: "I will never forget it."

Xuan Ku said softly: "My experience should be regarded as going through vicissitudes, right?"

A flash of memory flashed in Xuankong's eyes, and he comforted: "It's all over, and now you have been reborn from the ashes." Xuanku smiled and said, "I'm just lingering on my last breath." Xuankong was silent.

Few people in the temple know the true identity of this junior brother Xuanku, and naturally few people know who Xuanku was back then. "As I get older, I like to see young people who are full of vigor." Xuan Ku said, "I taught Hui Wu's Phantom Chasing Wind Walk." "I guessed it." Xuan Kong said.

Xuan Ku smiled and said, "I guess you can guess it too." "Hui Wu is your disciple?" Xuan Kong asked.

"It doesn't count." Xuan Ku said, "I just gave him a few pointers, and I didn't know his cultivation results until recently." "Hui Wu must have benefited a lot from your advice." Xuankong laughed.

Xuanku shook his head, and said: "He hasn't cultivated true energy, even if I want to give more advice, I don't know what to give." Xuankong paused, looked at Xuanku, and said in deep thought: "You want to help Huiwu return to vulgarity?"

Xuanku said: "I just think that people should choose life according to their own wishes. It is too cruel to let him stay in Shaolin as a monk for the rest of his life before he has seen the real world." Xuankong said: " There are many disciples in Shaolin who have urinated in Shaolin since childhood until they passed away."

"Brother, don't you think this kind of Buddhism is like a farmer's chicken pen?" Xuanku said, "Most disciples are like chickens in a chicken pen. They live in the pen all their lives, and they don't even feel it themselves. Huiwu is an eagle living in the chicken pen, the world of the eagle is in the sky, and it will eventually fly away from the chicken pen.” “Buddhism is like a chicken pen?” Xuankong twitched slightly, and sneered, “Buddhism is Chicken ring? Then what are you?" Xuan Ku said calmly: "This is just a metaphor."

Xuankong frowned, and said suspiciously: "Even if you want to help Hui Wu return to vulgarity, what are you doing here?" "Apologize." Xuan Ku said concisely.

Xuan Kong's complexion changed, and he stared at Xuan Ku: "What did you do?" "Tonight's Zhikeyuan... will be very quiet." Xuan Ku said slowly.

Medicine King Court.

The night was getting darker and the sky was full of stars.

In the entire Shaolin Temple, most of the monks in the halls have fallen asleep.

Only Yaowang Courtyard and a Buddhist temple are brightly lit.

The disciples from Chuzuzhai are busy in this Buddhist monastery.

Everyone's face was more or less excited.

They have all drank a lot of Laba porridge, and they are very clear about the effect of Laba porridge and how delicious the taste is.

"I can now imagine everyone's expression after drinking the porridge." A fat monk of the Hui family said with a smile. "Hey, I can imagine it too." Hui Da laughed.

When he was in Chuzuzhai, he was in charge of cleaning the toilet, and here he was in charge of cleaning the dishes.

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that they can only drink one bowl, let's drink as much as we want~." Hui Zhen said proudly with her face flushed.