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

After all, it is certainly impossible for a monk who is returning to vulgarity to understand the palm of the Tathagata.

Moreover, for no reason, why should people help?

Qingping Inn.

When Chen Ziping pushed the door, Xiao Xun woke up instantly and sat up straight. "It's the best stuff in town, give it a try."

Chen Ziping put the two brocade clothes and two pairs of boots on the table, and said with a smile.

"Thank you." Xiao Xun thanked.

"I'm your uncle, so there's no need to be so polite." Chen Ziping said with a smile.Xiao Xun: ". 7 You are really welcome.

Xiao Xun was not polite either, he picked up the brocade robe on the table and looked at it, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, imagining what he would look like after wearing this silver-white brocade robe in his mind. "Uh~, the bald head is a bit of a hindrance." Xiao Xunzuo muttered.

Monks always feel a little out of tune when they wear brocade clothes.

Putting down the brocade clothes, just as he was about to stretch out his hand to untie the loincloth, Xiao Xun's eyelids twitched violently, and his spine shivered inexplicably. "Someone is watching me!"

Xiao Xun's heart trembled slightly, and with a thought, his perception was fully opened.

Everything within a radius of three hundred feet suddenly became invisible.

When he sensed a roof a hundred feet away to the east, Xiao Xun frowned imperceptibly.

An old monk from the Bodhi Temple.

The earlobes are very long.

When he smiles, he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, much like a certain Buddha in the legend.

At this time, the originally kind face was full of coldness.

Especially a pair of eyes, is full of ice-cold color.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ziping asked wonderingly when he saw Xiao Xun stopped suddenly.

Xiao Xun said slowly: "Forget it, although I have returned to vulgarity, I haven't grown my hair yet. A monk wears brocade clothes, which are a bit nondescript. Let's wear monk clothes first." Chen Ziping glanced at Xiao Xun's head, and said with a smile: "It's weird. Uncle, I forgot to buy you a hat." "Hehe~, let's talk about it later." Xiao Xun laughed on his face, but his heart was clouded.

I thought that I would be able to return to vulgarity after breaking through the three Eighteen Arhat formations.did not expect…

"Did this old monk act alone, or did the group of old monks make a joint decision?" Xiao Xun's eyes flashed a bit gloomy. "Huh?"

Suddenly, Xiao Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, and found three familiar figures in his perception.

Nie Yuying.

Nie Xiaoyu.

And the old man who used to light the fire in the lotus noodle restaurant.

Chapter 198 Borrow money?The landlord's family has no food left!

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiao Xun returned to vulgarity.

On this day, Xiao Xun stole all the limelight that should belong to the exchange battle.

Although, he did not participate in the exchange battle.

However, on this day, he seemed to be everywhere, every corner of Shaolin was discussing him.

Most of the disciples, when talking about Xiao Xun, felt more grateful in their hearts.

Laba Porridge.

The effect is excellent.

In the entire Shaolin, at least one-fifth of the low-level monks made a breakthrough thanks to Laba porridge.

There are also some monks with dark wounds, after drinking the Laba porridge, the dark wounds healed.

The effect of Laba porridge is actually more than that.

There are some wonderful uses that need to wait until the future to discover.

Some people are grateful, and some people are naturally unhappy.

For example, those monks who did not drink Laba porridge.

Some monks worried that the porridge was not clean, so they directly gave it to others to drink.

Some monks are too lazy to drink because of the gas of getting up.

And some monks are very bitter, and the porridge is drunk by others!

Among all the halls of Shaolin Temple, the one that drinks the least porridge is the Discipline Academy.

Originally, many monks in the Discipline Academy mostly looked at Laba porridge with a condescending attitude.

At the beginning, I felt that the porridge made by a criminal monk, whoever likes to drink it, doesn't care.

And when the monks in the temple were discussing the efficacy and deliciousness of Laba porridge, most of the disciples in the Discipline Academy regretted it and were very annoyed.

Unfortunately, the world did not regret medicine.

Yes, only one bowl of Laba porridge per person.

At the foot of Shaolin Temple.

Town Inn.

"On the second floor, Room B."

Chen Bo said in a low voice.

Nie Yuying nodded slightly, took Nie Xiaoyu's hand, and walked into the inn.

moment…

Boom~!

Boom~!

Boom~!

The door of Xiao Xun's room rang 'dong dong dong'.

"He really came to look for me..."

A strange look flashed in Xiao Xun's eyes, and when he sensed the blood on Nie Xiaoyu's face, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

hunch...

Trouble is at the door.

Chen Ziping opened the door, and when he saw Nie Yuying, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Nie Yuying put on light makeup to cover up her haggard and pale face. On the already charming and bright face, there was a little more tenderness, which was truly touching.

"You are?"

Chen Ziping glanced over Chen Bo and Nie Xiaoyu, and asked hesitantly.

"I am looking for Master Huiwu." Nie Yuying said softly.

"Oh." Chen Ziping suddenly realized, and even looked back at Xiao Xun.

"I know them, let them in." Xiao Xun said.

"Please come in."

Chen Ziping opened the door and stepped aside.

Nie Yuying led Nie Xiaoyu into the room, while Chen Bo stopped in front of Chen Ziping and said with a smile, "Master Chen, are you interested in accompanying the little old man downstairs for a drink?"

Chen Ziping smiled and looked at Xiao Xun again.

Xiao Xun nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Chen Ziping laughed, and then left the room with Uncle Chen.

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After sensing the old monk hundreds of feet away on the east side, and finding that the old monk was still there, I couldn't help feeling a little headache.

Nie Yuying sat in front of the table, glanced at the two brocade clothes on the table, and said softly: "These two clothes were bought from my concubine's shop."

"Oh." Xiao Xun sat by the bed, looked at Nie Yuying, and said with a light smile, "Is there any discount?" "Eh..." Nie Yuying paused, and said, "The shop is run by someone else." Xiao Xun smiled. , Said: "Just kidding, don't mind." Afterwards, the atmosphere in the room was a little dull.

"Nie Tianzheng didn't come, the bloodstains on Nie Xiaoyu's face should not have been long, about nine to ten days..." Xiao Xun thought to himself, and didn't take the initiative to ask.

He had just returned from vulgarity, and there was an old monk watching him not far away, Xiao Xun really didn't want to cause trouble for his upper body.As for the promise to take care of Nie Xiaoyu and Nie Tianzheng after Xuanzheng returned to secular life...

Xiao Xun carefully felt the blood scar on Nie Xiaoyu's face, and thought that helping her heal the blood scar would be regarded as taking care of her.

After all, there is no girl who does not love beauty.

Helping a girl get rid of a scar is equivalent to helping a girl regain a new life ~. Belongs to ~ the grace of regeneration.

Nie Yuying lowered her eyebrows, a look of confusion flashed across her face.It's really...unspeakable.The main reason is... not familiar at all.

When we met for the first time, we were still robbing people... "Little brother~."

Nie Xiaoyu broke the peace of the room. She looked at Xiao Xun eagerly, and asked in a low voice, "Can you help me save my brother?" Some headaches.

It's like a person who only met a few times suddenly ran to the house to borrow money.

It's impolite to drive people away; but borrow money?The landlord's family has no food left! "What's wrong with your brother"?"

Xiao Xun asked helplessly, thinking to ask clearly first, and then find a reasonable reason to refuse.

"Mother..." Nie Xiaoyu looked at Nie Yuying.

"Ten nights ago, a masked man in black dug up my master's grave..." Nie Yuying softly recounted what happened that night ten days ago. "Dig Xuanzheng's tomb?"

"From Nether Valley?" "Abducted Nie Tianzheng?"

"Swap Shaolin's two Tathagata palms?" After hearing this, Xiao Xun felt his head was as big as a fight.

Trouble~!

Tricky trouble.

This is definitely a tricky mess!Forehead…

Trouble is trouble, but it seems to have nothing to do with me, right?

Xiao Xun blinked and thought about it seriously, his eyes lit up a little.

What's the matter with me?

I don't know Shaolin Tathagata palm.

What's more, I've become vulgar.

"Where is Nether Valley?" Xiao Xun asked curiously.

A look of fear flashed in Nie Yuying's eyes, and he said: "The Nether Valley is probably the darkest place in the world. At least half of the famous killers on the lore list come from the Nether Valley. Legend has it that there is a yellow spring in the depths of the Nether Valley. connected to hell."

"Yellow Spring? Hell?" Xiao Xun couldn't help laughing, and said, "Such a legend... Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Nie Yuying shook her head, said solemnly, "But it is enough to explain the horror of Nether Valley." "That's true." Xiao Xun nodded. Gu's power is absolutely terrifying to the limit. "Eh, that's not right, what are the people from Nether Valley digging the abbot's grave?" Thinking of this, Xiao Xun asked in doubt.

Nie Yuying hesitated and said: "I have vaguely heard that Nether Valley seems to have a special method, which can obtain some memories or cultivation skills from the corpse." "So evil?" Xiao Xun felt a little panicked .

Nie Yuying sighed and said: "Zheng'er was taken to Nether Valley, and I don't know how much he will suffer." Xiao Xun's eyelids twitched, is this hinting at me?

"Little brother, can you help me rescue my brother?" Nie Xiaoyu looked at Xiao Xun eagerly. "Me?" Xiao Xun sighed, "I don't even know where the Nether Valley is, how can I help you?" "I know." Nie Yuying said.

Xiao Xun: "..." None of my business?

"The Nether Valley is so powerful, just me, a young monk with blocked meridians..." Xiao Xun looked embarrassed.

My heart is actually very difficult.

Nie Yuying was silent.

Actually, she didn't know how Xiao Xun could help?

"Little brother, you are from Shaolin, and you are so powerful, don't you know Tathagata's palm? As long as you have Tathagata's palm, you can change back to brother." Nie Xiaoyu whispered.The voice hasn't fallen yet...

Xiao Xun suddenly felt a chill down his spine again, and found that the muddy eyes of the old monk who was a hundred meters away to the east narrowed faintly. "The old monk wants to kill again?"

Xiao Xun thought to himself, thinking that because he took off his monk's clothes last time, this time it might be the palm of the Tathagata.