"enough!"

Just as Kong Wen was about to take action, a weak shout suddenly came from the door of the monastery.

Hearing this familiar voice, Kong Wen's heart tightened, and he quickly walked over and said respectfully: "Brother, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, I don't know what trouble will be caused!" Space sighed, and the two junior brothers who were struggling to stand up said helplessly: "What other salutes did you have? Hurry up and get some rest."

After that, he walked up to Lu Yuan and said with a wry smile: "Donor Lu, don't be the same as them."

"It doesn't matter, Master Kongwen said it, it's human nature, I don't blame them." Lu Yuan said sincerely.

"On behalf of my junior brothers, I would like to thank Donor Lu in advance." Kong Jian said and bowed.

Lu Yuan quickly avoided it and said with a smile: "Master Kongjian, you are trying to shorten my life. I cannot bear this gift from you."

Seeing his senior brother's behavior, Kong Zhi knew that he had found the wrong person, but he was still unconvinced in his heart and said stubbornly: "He is just a junior, why do you have to be so polite to him, senior brother!"

"Don't say any more words!" Kong Jian turned around and shouted softly: "If you don't go back to heal, what are you doing here?"

"Senior brother..." Kong Zhi looked dissatisfied and glared at Lu Yuan hatefully.

"Kong Zhi, I told you when you started." Kong Jian walked slowly to Kong Zhi, pressed his shoulder and said gently: "You are very talented, otherwise you would not be able to learn the seventy-two Shaolin stunts to ten one.

But you are also very ambitious. Apart from me and your three senior uncles, you don’t even take your second senior brother seriously. "

Kong Wen sighed and looked at Kong Zhi without saying a word.

"Senior brother, I..."

"Okay, I didn't say anything bad about you." Kong Jian chuckled; "You are sincere and sincere, and you are a good junior brother.

Now that your senior brother and I have lost strength, I can no longer control you like before.

But I still want to ask you one thing. Whether you do it or not is entirely up to you. "

Kong Zhi fell to his knees with a thud and said loudly: "Senior brother, you have broken me!

Senior brother has his destiny, how dare he disobey him! "

Kong Jian nodded and said calmly: "It's your fault this time, so I'll punish you to retreat at the back mountain waterfall.

When you feel that all your anger has been washed away, come out of seclusion. "

Kong Zhi suddenly raised his head, but when he saw those gentle eyes in the sky, he lowered his head again and said softly, "Junior brother, take the order."

Kongjian looked at Kongxing who was trying to slip away, and said calmly: "You can't run away either.

From today on, you will stay with your second senior brother and learn to treat others well.

You are dull by nature, like to be quiet and empty, and do things without any distractions.

For martial arts, this is a good thing, but for spiritual practice, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

If you haven't entered the world, how can you be born in it? When your second senior brother thinks you have no problem, you don't need to study anymore. "

Kongxing had a grimace on his face, glanced at Kongwen who had a murderous smile on his face, lowered his head and said yes softly.

"Okay, let's all go down." Kong Jian finished arranging the three of them, then turned to Lu Yuan and smiled: "Donor Lu, please.

I will take you to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. "

Kong Wen was startled, and quickly pulled Kong Jian's sleeve, and said anxiously in a low voice: "Brother, you broke the rules by doing this!

Moreover, the origin of his magical power of indestructibility has not yet been clarified. If we let him enter the temple rashly, I’m afraid..."

"I taught him his indestructible magic."

Sora Jian's calm tone was like thunder, making everyone present stunned.

Kong Wen's expression was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and after a long while he whispered softly: "Senior brother, you..."

"If others ask me about it in the future, Donor Lu can answer like this." Kong Jian smiled at Lu Yuan, then turned to Kong Wen and said, "As for the Sutra Pavilion, that is the agreement between Donor Lu and me.

Although I am a monk, I can also be considered a half-worlder.

Don't people in the world value the word "faithfulness" the most?

You don’t want rumors to spread in the world in the future, saying that your senior brother and I are a treacherous villain, right? "

Seeing Kongjian use his reputation to speak out, Kongwen has nothing to say and can only salute and say: "You are senior brother, you are right."

Sora Jian suddenly showed a bright smile and took the lead to walk out.

On the way, Lu Yuan couldn't hold it back anymore and asked curiously: "Master Kongjian, why did you say that just now?"

The empty view in front of me seems to be different from what I remember.

"You can save a lot of trouble by saying a few words, why not do it?" Kong Jian's smile has not stopped since he left the main hall, "What's more, I am a monk, and my reputation is only external, no matter what Whether it's good or bad, it has nothing to do with Lao Na.

After that day, I thought about it for a long time and finally figured it out.

The reason why I was wrong was not only because my ideas were too ideal, but also because I didn’t know how to adapt.

Things that can be solved by just turning a corner, but Lao Na has to do that stubborn thing.

It's a pity that I understood it too late, otherwise Yuan Zhen..."

Having said this, Kong Jian suddenly closed his mouth, and the smile on his face faded slightly. He didn't speak again until he entered the Sutra Pavilion.

"Donor Lu, please do as you please.

We have agreed that within three days, you can read the exercises in the Sutra Pavilion.

Lao Na is guarding outside, and no one will disturb you during this period. "

Lu Yuan thanked Kong Jian and walked slowly into the Sutra Pavilion.

The door was slowly closed behind him, and there was complete silence after a soft sound.

The light in the Sutra Pavilion was not very good, and wisps of sunlight sneaked in through the doors and windows and lay on the bookshelf in front of Lu Yuan.

From the ground to the roof, there are piles of books that are either white or gray.

Dust danced on these books, as if welcoming Lu Yuan's arrival.

Lu Yuan took a satisfied breath and inhaled the rich aroma of ink into his lungs. When he slowly exhaled it, the breeze brought up made the pages of the book rattle.

Since the founding of Bodhidharma, the hard work of Shaolin people for hundreds of years and generations is all contained in this tall attic.

Now, Lu Yuan has a panoramic view.

......

For two whole days, Lu Yuan did not take a step out of the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion, and he did not make any water or rice.

Kong Jian, on the other hand, sat in front of the Sutra Pavilion for three whole days, no matter who tried to persuade him, it was of no use.

Kong Wen had no choice but to arrange for a few novice monks to take care of Kong Jian and prepare some vegetarian meals for Li Chungang and Duan Shenying.

In silence, time passed quickly.

On the third day, before the Golden Crow rose in the east, and the sky just turned white, three figures suddenly appeared in front of the Sutra Pavilion.

Three monks who were too old to tell their age, one in front and two behind, walked slowly to the front of the Sutra Pavilion.

The yellow-faced old monk at the front, wearing an eyepatch, stopped in front of Kong Jian and whispered: "Kong Jian? Kong Jian!"

The drowsy Sora Jian suddenly woke up and was shocked when he saw the three people in front of him. He hurriedly tried to stand up, but his numb legs refused to obey him and he almost fell to the ground.

The yellow-faced monk didn't see any movement, and suddenly appeared behind Kongjian, holding him firmly.

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