[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

Wang Hu stood barefoot on the sampan with his pole propped up, idly looking at the big mountain by the lake.

For those who live on the ship, the weather in early autumn is really comfortable.The sun is warm but not harsh, and it won’t dry out the skin like it does in the hot summer; the water waves are refreshing but not harsh, and it won’t crack people’s hands and feet like it is in the cold winter.

In such fine weather, Wang Hu already felt very comfortable leaning on the boat and waiting for guests leisurely.

He looked up at the bamboo sea on Tiansheng Mountain, but he couldn't fully see how wide and deep this majestic mountain range was.A gust of autumn wind blew, and the thick emerald waves swelled slightly, seeming to push away the clouds and mists for a while, and brought back the bitter smell of leaves.His eyes were very sharp, so when someone faded out of the bamboo shadow at the foot of the mountain, he immediately stood up straight and waved to that person.

Wang Hu grinned, and vaguely felt that Master Sanwei's figure today seemed thinner and shorter than before.He waited eagerly with widened eyes, and when Master Sanwei got closer and closer, he suddenly stood there dumbfounded, his eyes widened even wider than before.

The person who came was not Sanwei, but a young monk in blue clothes.

He was five or six years old, his skin was as white as snow, his eyes were like autumn water, his expression was extremely elegant and quiet, but he was carrying a sack of burden taller than him on his back.

Wang Hu really doesn't know, is he as heavy as this bag of grain?

Fang Tianzhi stepped on the hemp shoes and walked to the boat by the lake to stand still, freed up one hand and made a Buddhist salute, and said solemnly: "The benefactor is waiting for an old monk?"

Wang Hu came back to his senses, and said in a stuttering voice, "Little master is a disciple of Master Sanwei?"

Fang Tianzhi smiled slightly, and replied: "Master will no longer go down the mountain to sell grain, this matter will be handled by the monk."

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Fang Tianzhi put his hands on his knees, sat in the canopy in an orderly manner, and quietly stared at the big lake outside the canopy.

The sky is as blue as blue dye, the bamboo green is as rain-washed, and the green shadows reflected in the round lake are just a godsend.He leisurely enjoyed it for a while, and after a while, the water waves gradually receded, and the boat lightly moored in the wild ferry under the green trees on the bank.

Wang Hu said: "Little master, go along this small road, go south on the main road, and walk a few miles to Taiping Town. After two hours, I will pick you up here."

Fang Tianzhi put the food on his back, thanked him, and left ten big coins, and walked briskly into the bamboo path beside the ferry.This path seems to be extremely deserted, the ground is overgrown with weeds, and there are almost no traces of trampling.I don't know whether it was his good luck or bad luck. After he walked out of the bamboo forest and walked up the Huoran Avenue, he didn't see half a person on the way. It wasn't until he saw the low city wall of the town from a distance that there were only a few people in the city gate. The shadow shakes.

Fang Tianzhi let out a little breath, and couldn't help but feel an unspeakable joy in his heart.

It has been more than [-] years since he lived in seclusion in Songshan Mountain in his last life, and it has been too long since he has done a good person and deed in a serious manner!

Friends, your live Lei Feng is back! ! !

Thinking of this, he couldn't help speeding up his pace and rushed to the gate of Taiping Town.

Sitting under the gate of the city was a lazy soldier, whose thin armor was in tatters, squinting his eyes and feeling bored, pretending not to notice the passers-by.Fang Tianzhi got into the city gate and came to the busiest street in the town not long after. When people look around here, the north and south gates at both ends of the street can be seen from a distance, so it can be seen that Taiping Town is really a small town.

Fang Tianzhi followed the signboard, sent rice grains to the grain store and sold them for money, and then went to the grocery store to exchange for oil, salt and sauce.In the end, he counted the amount of money and silver in his hands, not too much, not too little, exactly the same as what Sanwei asked.

Looking at the few coins in his hand, he couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile: "Are today's traders so innocent in their business?"

Looking at the pedestrians on the street again, although there are various descriptions, they are undoubtedly ordinary people, and there is not even a man with a knife on his waist.

Your Taiping Town doesn’t even give poor monks a chance to act chivalrously? !

Master Fang shook his head, and was about to rush back to the upper wall of the mountain early with his cloth bag, when there was a sudden commotion at the south gate.He glanced back, only to see a green horse rushing into the street suddenly, galloping like lightning!

Sitting on that horse was a knight in blue robe, with brows erect, eyes like lightning, and his riding skills were superb.Fang Tianzhi looked him up and down, and saw a long sword with chiseled gold patterns hanging from his waist at a glance.

People in the rivers and lakes? !

With such a flash of thoughts, the blue-robed man hurried his horse, knocking over many pedestrians who couldn't avoid him along the way, and came to Fang Tianzhi in the blink of an eye.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young novice standing in front of the horse, and he whipped his whip forward casually, and shouted: "Stay out of the way! Don't be in the way!"

When the whip was pulled out, there were women on the street who were leaning against the window and the door, and they all stretched out their hands to cover the eyes of the children at home, and couldn't bear to look any longer.The blue-robed knight didn't even think about it, and was about to gallop past him when he caught a glimpse of a cloud-like white shadow floating from the street corner restaurant, as if he was about to reach out his hand to take the novice away.

He was just astonished by this extremely graceful movement, but he didn't have time to think about where the master was here. The horse under him suddenly stopped in a gallop, stomped on the spot, and let out a rhythmic moan. .

The blue-robed man couldn't react in time, he leaned forward and almost fell off his horse.In desperation, he slammed his legs into the horse's belly. Just as he managed to stabilize his figure, the world suddenly spun before his eyes, and he and the horse fell to the ground!

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The idlers watching the theater on the street forgot to eat peanuts, the doctor of tea remained motionless holding the teapot with a narrow neck and long mouth, and the women on the street opened their eyes and couldn't help but look over the child without hearing the child's screams.

The blazing autumn sun shines in the sky at noon, sprinkled with gold on the old monk's robe of the little novice monk on the street.He stood obediently with a pair of hemp shoes on, with a grocery bag still in one hand, while the other hand was loosening from the silver bridle of the green horse.Blood was dripping from the corners of the horse's mouth, and it was lying on its side on the ground screaming and struggling, but it couldn't stand up by itself.

The woman stretched out her head and asked the people in the teahouse, what happened?

The people in the teahouse heard it and pretended not to hear it, because they themselves did not believe their eyes.

This little monk, who was only five or six years old, knocked a galloping horse to the ground with one hand.

Is there anything more absurd in the world than this?

Fang Tianzhi rubbed his oily fingers, raised his head and looked behind him.

Behind him stood an old monk with gray beard and deep eyes.Facing the autumn wind, his two snow-white monk sleeves fluttered slightly, just like two white clouds falling into the world.

Fang Tianzhi held his own blue cloth bag, bowed together and said: "Thank you for saving my life, senior."

The old monk stared at him for a long time, and then said in harmony: "The poor monk is called Tianfeng, what is the name of the young monk?"

Fang Tianzhi was bathed in his gaze, thought for a while, and replied: "Xiao Ke was ordered to Dongxin Temple, and his dharma name is Xue Jing."

The old monk's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't know what he thought of.After a while he nodded his head and said, "Good work. I still have something to do, so let's say goodbye." After finishing speaking, he waved to the restaurant on the side of the street and said, "Son, we should go."

Fang Tian looked around and saw a six or seven year old boy stepping out of the door quietly upon hearing the sound.

The boy was wearing an azure toga with ivory white mottled patterns embroidered on the collar and sleeves, as if he was not from Middle Earth.He raised his head and cast a deep glance at Fang Tianzhi.

The two looked at each other, and saw that his eyes were like spring stars, his face was like a flower, he was born extremely delicate and delicate, but his expression was so cold that it was frightening.

With just this glance, he withdrew his gaze and lowered his head.

Fang Tianzhi watched him walk to Tianfeng's side without saying a word, and then said to Tianfeng: "Master, there will be a time later.".

Tianfeng carried the boy with him, and said with a sad smile, "Little monk, we will meet later."

Not long after, the two hurriedly disappeared at the end of the North City Gate.

Fang Tianzhi came back to his senses, but suddenly he heard someone beside him muttering, "Tianfeng? Master Tianfeng? Is that the eminent monk from Shaolin Temple?"

Looking sideways, it was indeed the blue-robed knight.He held the hilt of the long sword blankly, as if he was going to draw the sword to face each other, but he hesitated because of fear and shock.

Fang Tianzhi looked at him and suddenly felt that something was not right.

He took a closer look——

……

Why does the back of this person's head glow! ?

There was a light red light on the back of his head! !

Alas! ! !

[Congratulations to the host for unlocking the hidden setting of this world, the halo of will. 】

[In Chu Liuxiang's legendary martial arts world, the level of martial arts does not determine the victory of a battle. 】

[As you can see, when a person is in a combat state, his willpower in this battle will be displayed in front of the host in the form of a halo, brackets, only the host can see. 】

[Under the powerful intervention of this hidden setting, in this world, a scruffy boy who has never learned martial arts may also kill a quack with considerable martial arts literacy.And two martial arts masters fight to the death, if one party's halo of will is determined to be weaker than the other's, even if the other party's martial arts is higher, he will definitely win. 】

[In this world, the protagonist Chu Liuxiang's halo of will is permanently judged to be the highest. 】

Fang Tianzhi was dumbfounded after listening to this strange setting, and when he realized that there were still human figures like Chu Liuxiang in the world, he couldn't help but ask himself: What is the purpose of studying martial arts for decades?

Anyway, he will never beat Chu Liuxiang?

In Yitian Tulongji, after all, it also gave a chance to defeat Zhang Wuji? ?

[The host should not panic, the aura of will is an inherent hidden setting of this world, and has nothing to do with this system. 】

[You are free from this halo, and when you are in battle, you will be exempted from the will judgment, and you will not enjoy the halo bonus effect. 】

Master Fang was stunned when he heard this, and was busy accepting this setting, but the red light on the back of the blue-robed man's head in front of him became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared.He didn't see who overturned his horse, he just thought it was Tianfeng's doing, so he considered himself unlucky.

Looking at the current situation, he calmed down the moaning mount with an ugly face, bent down and held the bridle with one hand, and stabilized the horse's neck with the other, and with a sigh of relief, he blushed and turned the green horse back up.

In the end, he raised his belt, cursed the unlucky little novice in front of him, and got on his horse.

And Fang Tianzhi returned to the ferry thoughtfully, took a boat and went up the mountain again, and when he returned to Dongxin Temple, it was the time when the sun was setting and the clouds were flying.

Under the big apricot tree in the Zen courtyard, Sanwei was getting enough sun, and slowly picked up the futon, ready to go back to the house.

Fang Tianzhi put the cloth bag into the kitchen, turned back and stopped Master.

Sanwei tilted her head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Tianzhi recalled the pure inner strength that Sanwei poured into himself when he was born, and opened his mouth and said, "Master, I want to learn martial arts."

The author has something to say: Not bad!Chu Liuxiang is the man with the halo of God on his head!

The crowd is so dazzling and dazzling!