Shaolin monk

Just when Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian got together to discuss the serious question of how likely Fang Shiyu's chest injury from being kicked out by Twelve Chain Legs had spread to his mind, they heard Bai Anfu, who was dozing off in the lobby today, ask He said: "Brother Qianjin, what is the origin of that little man walking behind?"

The three of Fang Shiyu were familiar with Ling Duoduo's origins, so they were not surprised, but the rest of the lay disciples were obviously extremely curious, and when they saw someone start the conversation, they immediately answered, "Yes, senior brother, when we entered the temple for assessment yesterday, He is here, so why does he look like our examiner?" "He looks younger than us, why does he speak so old-fashioned?"

This question is complex and complicated, but simple and simple. Tong Qianjin first looked around and saw that there was no one else around, then lowered his voice desperately and said: "Don't look at him as young, he, but the previous three Shaolin The leader of the martial arts competition is also the most valued disciple of Master Zhishu."

Everyone was envious, but Fang Shiyu was a little upset seeing his expression when he spoke, so he deliberately raised his voice and shouted: "Senior brother, it is such an honor for him to win three championships, how do you say it so softly—should be louder, Just be louder!"

Officer Hong Xi pointed to Hu Huiqian's head, and then nodded with determination, indicating that the two people's previous guesses were completely correct, and this guy's brain is clearly broken.

Tong Qianjin quickly waved his hand to signal him to keep his voice down, and continued to maintain a mysterious low tone, saying: "I haven't touched the point yet - the following is the key point, and I listened to older and more senior senior brothers We talked about it in private, and we don't know if it's true or not..."

Fang Shiyu was very interested in this piece of gossip, without saying a word, he pushed away the person in front of him, moved to the front, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, tell me quickly!"

Tong Qianjin didn't care about the huge contrast in his attitude before and after, and looked around to make sure that no one else was attracted, Fang said: "According to rumors, he will be the first choice successor of the Bodhidharma Academy, and he is also the most likely successor at present." A candidate for the abbot of Shaolin—”

"Wow—" Fang Shiyu let out a long sigh of admiration, turned his head and winked at Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian, who also came up, and said, "Did you hear that, the future monk leader!"

How can such a glorious sentence become nondescript once your mouth changes?Hong Xiguan blocked his mouth and asked curiously: "Brother, is your news reliable?"

"It should be reliable, it must be." Tong Qianjin did not forget to give them a very convincing example, "When the elders gave you a lecture today, it was Junior Brother Sanli who was in charge of supervising the martial arts training of the senior brothers. Yes, this is the work of the elders, why not give it to others, but give it to him?"

"Wow——" Fang Shiyu, whose head was pinned down, let out another long sigh. He wanted to drag it on longer than the last one, but Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian blocked the second half of it.

After finally this topic came to an end, Hong Xiguan let go of his head in his arms, and whispered: "My God, what the hell were you talking about just now?"

Fang Shiyu pursed his lips and glanced at him, then sighed and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly feel a little, a little bit frustrated."

When he said this, Hong Xiguan also understood, nodded and said: "That's true, we are still happy to become Shaolin lay disciples today, unexpectedly, the little master has already become the default heir of Shaolin."

Fang Shiyu puffed out his cheeks and blew towards the sky, and said vaguely: "Who said it wasn't? I'm so sad——"

"What's so sad about this? We should be happy for the young master who is excellent." Hu Huiqian is more open about this aspect, "For example, you two are better than me. So much, if I care about this with you, wouldn’t I look like I’m losing money every day?”

"Why don't you say that, Huigan, none of the three of us is worse than the other." Hong Xiguan quickly patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

Fang Shiyu also cheered up, stretched out his hand and said, "How can we make that guy specialize in the front? The three of us must work together to fight for eighteen Bronze Men in three years!"

"Good!" The three clapped each other's hands.

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Ling Duoduo came out of the martial arts arena full of exhaustion. His martial arts had experienced rapid growth in the previous four years, and now he had reached a bottleneck stage, and his progress had obviously stagnated.

After practicing for a day, he still couldn't figure it out. It was almost the time of Zi Shi, and Ling Duoduo wondered whether he should go to the Buddhist scripture pavilion alone to practice meditation. The bottleneck of martial arts in the previous two lives had never made him like this in this life. Can't find the slightest breakthrough point, it is very likely to be related to the characteristics of Shaolin martial arts that are closely related to Buddhism.

He was thinking about things, and because he was in Shaolin Temple, he also relaxed his detection and vigilance against the outside world, and he didn't take it to heart when he heard a slight noise, until a round stone "gululu" rolled down to his feet Only then did Ling Duoduo suddenly come back to his senses, and looked in the direction of the rolling stone.

Fang Shiyu was lying on the top of the wall, looking at him with a smile: "Da Shi is so engrossed in thinking about something. I am such a living person lying here, and you didn't even notice?"

This trail is not what Ling Duoduo used to take. In the past, he used to go directly from the Martial Arts Field to the Discipline Academy, but because he was in a bad mood today, he walked a long way to calm down.

Therefore, it is impossible for Fang Shiyu to wait here on purpose after inquiring about his situation. The two of them should have met by chance. Ling Duoduo raised his head to look at him, put aside his troubles for the time being and said with a smile: "On the first day in Shaolin, don't you go to sleep , Why did you come here and hold your hair on the wall in a daze? Could it be that you have been soaking in the tub for three days, so you are used to sleeping with your things?"

Fang Shiyu didn't answer immediately, but turned over from the wall and landed on the ground lightly: "Young people are young and strong, so it doesn't matter if you sleep less for a few hours?"

"What's the matter, really can't sleep?" Ling Duoduo saw that he was in a low mood at a glance, and asked seriously, "What's the matter, Senior Brother Qianjin bullied you?" Always good.

Besides, even if Tong Qianjin really wanted to impress the new juniors and establish his prestige, Ling Duoduo didn't think that someone who had the guts to challenge his intelligence would be bullied.

"That's not true," Fang Shiyu blinked, and smiled at him, "I haven't congratulated you yet, Ling Dashi, the future abbot of Shaolin?"

Ling Duoduo is quite well-versed in people and the world, and he understood in an instant when he heard this, and he smiled helplessly: "What are you upset about, the high-level friends you make, doesn't it mean that you are also high-level? Are you going to be friends with them?"

Fang Shiyu struggled with this question all day long. It wasn't that he was jealous that his friend was more arrogant than him, but after thinking about it carefully, since the two of them met, he had been the one who kept causing trouble for Ling Duoduo, and he couldn't help at all. People, so it is inevitable that there is some self-loathing in my heart.

At this time, after hearing what Ling Duoduo said, Fang Shiyu immediately felt refreshed, touched his chin and said, "Yes, that's true, I can only say that my personality is too great——"

After he finished speaking, he was quite surprised, and said to himself: "Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian also said similar things, Fang Daxia, why don't you listen to it?"

This person can always entertain himself like this, with a happy and invincible stupid look. Ling Duoduo looked funny, but seeing that he didn't seem to be sleepy, he said softly, "Would you like to walk around with me?"

After he finished speaking, he denied it himself: "No, you have to go back to sleep quickly. You have to get up and run in the morning when the Buddha's heart is small, and it's almost midnight now."

Fang Shiyu didn't care about this at all, and pulled his arm: "Let's go, let's go, I just don't feel sleepy at all, so I don't know what to do to pass the time."

Considering that lack of sleep makes it easy not to grow taller, not to mention that this person speaks nicely but may not be able to get up tomorrow, Ling Duoduo didn't take him far, and stopped near the martial arts field, and the two sat on the ground facing each other sitting.

Ling Duoduo began to analyze the reason why he couldn't sleep today: "On the first day you arrived at Plum Blossom Resort, you could sleep soundly while soaking in the bathtub. It seems that you don't recognize the bed?"

"Of course not, how can I be so delicate—maybe it's because I was too excited to enter Shaolin on the first day?" Fang Shiyu gave a relatively normal reason.

"But you didn't experience insomnia before the martial arts competition with Li Xiaohuan." Ling Duoduo said that he didn't believe the reason at all, and said with a deep face, "Could it be because Senior Sister Miao is not here?"

Fang Shiyu was obviously frightened by this reason, and stared at him for a long time with rounded eyes, a long braid on the back of his head almost stood up. After a long time, he slowly relaxed his body in shock, and said with a long sigh of relief: "Although I really don't want to admit it, but since I've grown up so much, it's really rare to be separated from Sister Hua..."

——So the future Fang Daxia, Fang Yingxiong, was still a milk baby who was nostalgic for his mother when he was 16 years old?Fang Shiyu shook his head, and quickly put this horrific association behind him.

"You are so kind, you have both parents. I can't even remember what my own parents were like." Ling Duoduo ended the discussion on this issue with a low-toned statement.

Fang Shiyu didn't know how to comfort him, so he patted his shoulder awkwardly and asked, "Can I lend you my shoulder to lean on?"

"Go back and rely on your own pillow," Ling Duoduo pushed him, and said softly, "I have decided to stay in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion for the next month to practice Zen. You should be careful on weekdays and don't conflict with my master again. gone."

Fang Shiyu was startled, and said in amazement: "Then it doesn't mean I won't see you for the next month?"

"Well, that's right. I wanted to make a special trip to Foxin Xiaozhu tomorrow to tell you, but I happened to meet you today, so I'll tell you about it together." Ling Duoduo put his hands together on his chest, "I don't know Why, I have some extremely ominous premonitions, and I always feel that something big will happen next, so I want to improve my ability as much as possible, so that no matter what happens, I can deal with it properly."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, and seeing Fang Shiyu's face full of reluctance, he urged: "I will check your martial arts progress after I come out of the Sutra Pavilion. I will naturally give you the formula."

"You went to the Sutra Pavilion, so we can't see you?" Fang Shiyu asked unwillingly.

Ling Duoduo raised his head and thought for a while, thinking that he wanted to see his kindness before he left, so he adopted a very euphemistic way of saying: "Master Zhihui, who is in charge of the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion, is able to prevent the disciples of ordinary families from entering the Buddhist scriptures." Ge' these eleven characters are disassembled to explain the people of three hours."

Fang Shiyu really comprehended the mystery in this sentence very well, and sighed: "Duo Duo, I'm really glad that you are different from this group of monks."

Originally, because Ling Duoduo was alone, he had a pretty good impression of the large group of monks, but after living in Shaolin Temple for a day, Fang Shiyu found out with great grief that his previous self was really stupid and naive.

"Every monk is different," Ling Duoduo felt that he had to rectify the name of the monk, "you will be able to see it after getting along for a long time, like my master is straight-tempered, like the elder of Room 36, talking nonsense--sorry, They all have a lot of Zen theory - there is also Senior Brother San Chi who is stupid, Senior Brother San Jie is slow to respond..."

The more he talked, the more thoughtful his face became. After he read all the people he often dealt with with his fingers, he turned to Fang Shiyu and said seriously: "I seem to understand. Say, I am a good person." His character should be the most peaceful coexistence with Fang Shiyu among all the monks he knows.

Fang Shiyu laughed loudly, temporarily diluting the sadness that it would take a month to meet him, hugged him affectionately on the shoulder and smiled: "Don't underestimate yourself, Da Shi, I thought you were a good person before I knew this group of people, wait until now After getting to know them, I think you are the biggest good person in the world!"

The logic of this person's speech has always been a little clumsy, Ling Duoduo pushed him: "Go back to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

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Ling Duoduo did what he said, and brought his luggage to the Buddhist scripture pavilion the next day, hoping to break through the barriers he encountered through a month of penance.

Zhihui glanced at him, heard his intentions, and said calmly: "Your mind is disturbed, even if you stay in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for three years, it may not help you."

After Ling Duoduo listened silently, he didn't refute. He was silent for a while, and then heaved a long sigh. Although he was not the protagonist of the times in his previous lives, he walked relatively smoothly along the way, and many things can be said to have come naturally. Yes, it's rare to encounter such an annoying thing, and I was really a little flustered before the major crisis came.

He has no experience and no ideas to deal with such a difficult situation, so he can only ask Zhihui for advice: "The disciple has nothing to do, so please ask the master to clarify."

Zhihui looked up at him slowly, and said in a deep voice: "There is a cave in the back mountain of Meiyuan, which is rarely visited by people. If you really want to meditate, you might as well go and have a look inside."

Ling Duoduo also knew about the cave near the Plum Blossom Resort that Zhihui was talking about. He heard Ling Xiaoxiao mention it a few times, and it was used for Shaolin disciples who made mistakes to face the wall and think about their mistakes.

Zhihui stood up slowly from the old futon and walked to the rows of bookshelves.He is tall and thin, no matter what he does, he is extremely slow. He walks slowly and dignifiedly, slowly stirring the surrounding air.

He took out a tattered "Four Elements of Enlightenment" from the bookshelf, and handed it to Ling Duoduo who was a little stunned: "This is a Buddhist scripture that I have used for 60 years. You can take it."

Ling Duoduo took it, and was not in a hurry to read it. Instead, Su Rong bowed to Zhihui and said, "My disciple, thank you for your guidance, Master."

Zhihui didn't answer, and didn't look at him anymore, and went back to the futon to rest with her eyes closed.

This kind of reaction is not uncommon for Ling Duoduo. As long as Zhihui puts on such a face, it means that it is time for him to slap his ass and leave, so after saluting Zhihui, he left voluntarily.

After he left the Sutra Pavilion, he carefully opened the "Four Elements of Entrance to Taoism", and found that it was densely packed with lowercase letters. Although Ling Duoduo didn't recognize this font, since it is the Buddhist scriptures that Zhihui usually uses, it is naturally from Zhihui handwriting.

Ling Duoduo was pleasantly surprised for a while, he didn't expect to get such a treasure when he came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion this time.The elders of Shaolin Temple all agree that Zhihui is the elder generation with the most advanced Buddhist knowledge, but no one has heard that Zhihui really preached the scriptures.

Ling Duoduo, as half of Zhihui's only student in Buddhism, should be the one who has dealt with Zhihui the most in Shaolin Temple, but he has never heard Zhihui explain his Buddhist views.

The two of them have occasional Buddhist exchanges, but most of the time Ling Duoduo expounds his thoughts and understandings, and Zhihui doesn't speak often.

"The Four Elements of Enlightenment" is just an entry-level Buddhist scripture, but the value of Buddhist scriptures has never been judged on the basis of superiority or inferiority. This book is simple in speech, but the Buddhist principles contained in it are not simple. Zhihui specially brought this book to him. Obviously there is a deep meaning.

Ling Duoduo looked down several times, and found that although the general skeleton of the handwriting on this book has not changed, there are still many subtle differences. It should be that Zhihui of different ages kept reading this Buddhist scriptures, and then We write down impressions each.

The Four Elements Sutra for Entrance to Taoism only has more than [-] words. It should have been a thin booklet, but because Zhihui wanted to record too many insights, he attached a thick page inside. More than double.

Ling Duoduo realized that it was impossible for him to have the achievement of Zhihui's specialization in Buddhism in his whole life. He sighed secretly in his heart, and ran to the Discipline Academy, thinking about telling Zhihui that he was not in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and went to Jiujiu instead. In the cave behind Lianshan, if Zhizhi has something to do, he can be found.

In the end, San Jie San Chi told him that Wisdom was not in the Discipline Academy, but to supervise the morning run of the new lay disciples.

Ling Duoduo was quite surprised when he heard that, and asked: "When did the old man, the master, be responsible for such a trivial matter as a lay disciple running in the morning?"

This is the same as the CEO of the company will not be there to supervise whether the toilet cleaners have emptied the garbage in the wastebasket. Smartphones never care about such small things. When Ling Duoduo was a lay disciple ten years ago, such things were always Three Precepts and Three Idiots are responsible.

Sanjie still had an expression of watching the show on his face, and lowered his voice: "Hey, it's not because of that Fang Shiyu, when the roll call was early this morning, all the other disciples were there, but he was the only one who got up late—— When did the master see such a messy person, he was very angry, and immediately ordered him to hang a bucket on each arm before going for a morning run with other disciples."

Ling Duoduo took a short breath, and then realized that he was not at all surprised by the tragic news, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Well, since those lay disciples are with the master, I'd better not go through Come on, please tell the master to the two senior brothers."

"It's a small matter, we brothers don't have to be so polite!" San Chi patted him on the shoulder.

Ling Duoduo hesitated for a while, and heard that there was no one else around except the three of them, and said in a low voice: "To tell the truth, the two senior brothers, the younger brother came from Hangzhou with Fang Shiyu, and he is already a friend. The unhealed internal injury, if it is convenient for the two senior brothers, can you take care of it for the sake of the little brother?"

San Jie and San Chi were taken aback, and looked at each other, San Jie said in shock: "San Li, it's not that senior brother said, that Fang Shiyu's personality is completely different from yours, if you don't tell me, who are we two?" Can you guess it?"

When he said this, he pursed his lips and thought about it. Ling Duoduo could make a special request to ask their senior brothers even though he knew that Fang Shiyu didn't like Zhizhi, which showed that the relationship between the two was indeed good.

It’s rare for little juniors to ask them for something, this favor still has to be given, Sanjie nodded: “Okay then, we won’t stand still if we can help, but we have to make it clear first, if the master expressly wants Punish that kid, but our brothers dare not change the release."

"It's natural, and it won't make it difficult for the seniors." Ling Duoduo thanked him one by one. He was intending to sell Fang Shiyu's favor, and San Jie San Chi will definitely disclose relevant information to Fang Shiyu.

As for the enmity between his master and Fang Shiyu, he didn't take it seriously. The two people's personalities were really different. If they wanted to coexist peacefully from the beginning, it would be impossible.

Anyway, judging from the usual law of the protagonist's halo shining on the earth, within a few months, the pair of enemies will definitely become friends of the same camp, and there is no need to worry about it.

Ling Duoduo touched the "Four Elements of Entrance to Taoism" given by Zhihui on his chest through the monk's robe, and let out a long breath. He doesn't have the leisure to care about others now, and his own side is still in a mess. .

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Ling Duoduo stayed in the cave at the back of the mountain for two full months before he was able to get out of the customs. In the past two months, except for going to the mountain stream to wash his clothes every day, he spent the rest of the time in the cave.

He brought all the scriptures he had read to the cave, and by referring to Zhihui's "Four Elements of Enlightenment", he re-enlightened and deepened all the Buddhist scriptures. feeling.

After Ling Duoduo definitely felt that the internal force in his body had become more refined and solidified, he looked at the cave wall that was engraved with dense scriptures, and finally decided that it was time to leave the customs.

He simply packed his bags and took away all his household garbage. As soon as he got out of the cave, he saw a tightly buttoned food box in the open space in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing.

Ling Duoduo naturally brought enough dry food when he came here, but since the night he settled in the cave, every time he saw a food box specially prepared for himself at the entrance of the cave.

He is also very familiar with the cooking skills, which are clearly made by Ling Xiaoxiao. After the little girl and Wu Mei found out about his whereabouts, they were afraid that her brother's eating only dry food would be bad for his health, and they were also worried that they could not disturb him at will. Qingxiu, every time, sneaks over to put the food box here for him, and then leaves lightly.

Ling Duoduo really didn't like to be disturbed by other people during the Zen meditation process. He received Ling Xiaoxiao's kindness and occasionally left a note in the empty food box to express his gratitude, but he didn't stop her.

He had to thank his younger sister, who ran to the cave three times a day to bring him meals. Ling Duoduo opened the food box, touched the plain white plate that was still warm, and smiled with his lips bent, deeply feeling that there was something wrong with him. My sister is good.

How could such a good girl let Hu Huiqian, that silly boy, get away with it? Ling Duoduo clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind that he must find a good husband-in-law for his sister who is perfect in every aspect, which can be regarded as a comfort to the souls of the Ling couple in heaven.

He walked to the Plum Blossom Resort, and saw a white figure moving in the medicine garden from a long distance away, and when he walked closer, he saw Ling Xiaoxiao was very focused on taking care of the herbs, because he was worried that a sudden noise would scare her, so he Just slightly accentuated the footsteps.

Although Ling Xiaoxiao's martial arts were mediocre, he still heard someone behind him, turned his head to look, stood up immediately in surprise and joy, and called out: "Brother—you finally came out?"

"Long time no see, Xiaoxiao." Ling Duoduo put the food box on the ground for the time being, and opened his arms to wait for her to rush over.

Sure enough, Ling Xiaoxiao hopped and ran to the side, and a bear pounced on him, hugging his neck and reluctant to let go: "My brother has grown a lot taller!"

After finishing speaking, he squeezed his thin arms under the monk's robe, and said nervously, "Why did you lose so much weight? Didn't brother eat the food I sent?"

"Xiaoxiao's cooking is very, very delicious. My brother ate it up every time. Didn't I put the empty plate on the open space?" Ling Duoduo put his arms around her waist, picked her up and turned around in mid-air , "You said that brother has grown taller, but because he grew too fast, he looked thinner."

Ling Xiaoxiao broke free from his arms, and said with a smile, she was about to run inside: "That's good, I'll go and prepare a table of delicious vegetarian food for my brother, brother, let's go to the plum garden to rest for a while?"

"Don't bother, you have to serve the teacher every day, which is hard enough in itself." Ling Duoduo pulled him back and asked, "My brother is not what he used to be, and I plan to take you down the mountain to have some food." It’s delicious—by the way, Fang Shiyu and the others are also called, it is estimated that the taste of birds has faded from their mouths in Shaolin in the past two months.”

Speaking of Fang Shiyu and others, Ling Xiaoxiao smiled for a while, looked at him first, and then whispered: "Brother doesn't know yet, the three of them really almost overturned the Shaolin Temple, and were punished badly by Master Zhishu." ..."

Regarding this point, Ling Duoduo had expected it a long time ago. Hearing this, he smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Master has never rubbed sand in his eyes, so it's normal to meet them."

"No, it's not just that. During the Mid-Autumn Festival half a month ago, I heard that the three of them wanted to sneak out of the temple to visit you in the cave in the back mountain, but they were caught by Uncle Zhizhi, and now they are driven away." I went to grow vegetables with senior brother San De—" Ling Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and said helplessly, "You also know that the uncle is afraid that you will be disturbed when you practice, and it will be bad if something goes wrong. That's why I was very angry; but Fang Shiyu and the others came to you out of kindness, and I really didn't expect to be punished so severely..."

"There is such a thing?" Ling Duoduo was stunned for a moment, and frowned, "How long is the punishment time set by the master?"

"It was said that they were going to do rough work for a month, but now they have only been working for half a month, and there is still half a month left." Ling Xiaoxiao sighed, "I won't see them when I go to Shaolin now."

It's hard to say who is right or wrong between Shang Shiyu and Zhizhi. Neither party has any malicious intentions. It's just that they provoked such a thing because they wanted to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with him. Naturally, Ling Duoduo couldn't let it go. , Xiaoxiao, my brother will accompany you down the mountain to play tomorrow, and I have to go back to Shaolin Temple today."

Ling Xiaoxiao knew that he wanted to intercede with Chih-chih, so she agreed without the slightest hesitation: "Of course, brother, let's go back quickly and have a look! We are not in a hurry to go out to play, we should help them first." serious."

Ling Duoduo first went to the meditation room of Plum Blossom Resort to report to Master Wumei about his retreat. Master Wumei was very relieved, seeing that he still had things to deal with, so he let him go after saying a few words .

Ling Duoduo brought lightness kung fu all the way to Shaolin Temple, and as soon as he entered the door, he first went to the precepts academy to look for Zhizhi, and it happened that Zhizhi was also there, crossing his legs, adjusting his breath and exhaling.

Ling Duoduo walked to the door to see the situation inside clearly, and did not interrupt hastily. He waited quietly outside. After half an hour, Zhizhi opened his eyes, nodded to him and said, "Try your patience as a teacher. It really went up."

When Zhizhi closed his eyes, he was very entangled, why didn't he bother him aloud, and in the end he lost his patience, and he could only open his eyes after holding back for a long time.

Ling Duoduo knew very well that he couldn't mention Fang Shiyu all the time when he came up, otherwise Zhizhi would definitely turn black, and he had to say something nice to make him happy first, so he said: "Master, this disciple has been in seclusion for more than a month. , so I came to ask the master for advice."

Zhizhi understands that his cultivation in Buddhism is scum, and talking about scriptures and Taoism with Zhihui's only Buddhist disciple is a slap in the face, so he only pays attention to his progress in martial arts. palm strike.

Ling Duoduo didn't move his left hand, but stretched out his right hand, and drew a smooth arc in mid-air along the direction of the smart arm. With a flip of his wrist, he clasped the pulse gate of his right hand.

Chi Chi was startled, although he didn't use [-]% of his kung fu just now, but at least [-]% of his kung fu was used. Unexpectedly, he was easily caught with one hand.

Damn, this up-and-coming little bald donkey turned out to be my apprentice, he was overjoyed, as if he saw the infinitely glorious future of the Discipline Academy and the Shaolin Temple from the reflection of Ling Duoduo's bald head, Zhizhi jumped off the Zen bed and tried his best Check out his martial arts.

Two months ago, Ling Duoduo was slightly less intelligent than Zhizhi, but he used this time to integrate several Buddhist scriptures, and vaguely grasped the essence of Shaolin martial arts, which is quite different from before.

The two of them went through a hundred moves in a short time, and the more intelligent they were, the more comfortable they felt. With a long roar, they raised their spirits and tried their best to fight him.

Ling Duoduo also dealt with it very seriously, occasionally needing to be distracted not to use Wudang and Huashan's moves.He only used Shaolin moves to compete with intelligence, just hoping to test how good his Shaolin martial arts is.

The Three Precepts and Three Idiots in the next room heard the voice, they didn't know that Ling Duoduo had returned, and suddenly heard Zhizhi's ghost screaming, thinking that he had gone mad due to practicing kung fu, so they hurried over to investigate.

The cultivation base of these two disciples can only be regarded as third-rate level, if they get close, they may accidentally injure them, Zhizhi put out the thoughts of fighting for a long time, found a gap to jump out of the battle circle and said: "Stop."

Ling Duoduo stopped according to his words. He had just been pointed at the Tanzhong acupoint by Zhizhiyi. He felt the surge of true energy in his chest, so he quickly took a deep breath and recited the "Bodhi Heart Method" silently to strengthen his mind.

Chih-chih also received a slap on his left chest, although it was just a sparring move between master and apprentice and it wasn't too harsh, it didn't feel good either.

But Zhizhi has no time to take care of these at this time, and for the first time, he nodded and smiled at Ling Duoduo: "Master, I did not misunderstand you! Looking at the Shaolin Temple today, there are not many who can beat you."

As far as this rhetoric is concerned, he is afraid that the precious disciple will be proud and controlled it. The real situation is that he feels intelligently that if he continues to fight, he may be at a disadvantage.

His martial arts should be said to be the highest in Shaolin today. Ling Duoduo's ability to perform a hundred moves without any signs of defeat, and even faintly overtake him, is really not easy.

Although Ling Duoduo had already won the leader of the Shaolin martial arts competition three times before, but that was just a contest between peers, he did not expect that he could reach a level comparable to several Shaolin elders in a short period of time with only Shaolin Kung Fu. Surprised Said: "It all depends on the master's proper teaching and strong supervision, so that there are disciples today." After saying that, he bowed down.

Wisdom was quite satisfied, he nodded repeatedly, and saw the other two disciples standing stupidly at the door, his expression was still very amiable: "It's rare that the four masters and apprentices of our Discipline Academy can get together, you don't want to go to the evening fast today Alright, stay here and dine with me."

The food the elder ate was much better than that of the disciples. The three precepts and the three idiots were all very happy, and Zhi Zhi personally bent down to help Ling Duoduo who was lying on the ground.

Although all the disciples in the Shaolin Temple have always organized Zhizhi into the iron-faced King of Yama, Ling Duoduo has never felt that Zhizhi's temper is so bad. In fact, this person is very easy to coax, good face, strong fighting spirit, and soft ears. It's really not difficult to find a way to make him happy.

Of course, it may also have something to do with his identity. Zhizhi has always expected him quite a lot. If it's the same flattery, the effect of Three Idiots and Three Precepts is obviously not as good as Ling Duoduo's.

Ling Duoduo took a break at the dinner table, and took the opportunity to tactfully tell Chih-chih what he meant, and at the end, taking a breath, he added: "Before Master Zhishan left, he specially instructed his disciples that if Fang Shiyu Shaolin Once the foundation of the mental method is firmly established, I will teach him the "Marrow Washing Sutra" to mend the meridians injured by Li Xiaohuan."

Zhizhi saw that Fang Shiyu was really not pleasing to the eye, but it was rare to be happy today, and seeing his disciple speak so earnestly, he could only sigh helplessly, reluctantly nodded and said: "Well, let him go this time for now, you Go tell the three of them tomorrow, come back and practice martial arts with other lay disciples."

Ling Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Thank you, master, for your kindness. This disciple will bring the three of them over to thank you tomorrow."

Zhi Zhi's face darkened: "Don't let them come here, it's not for Xie En, it's obviously annoyed me again-I don't expect them to read my words well, it's all up to you face."

When this person gets angry, his "self seat" is long and "this seat" is short. Wisdom is really good to him, and Ling Duoduo is also a contented and grateful person, so he raised his head and smiled at him.

Chih-chih thought for a while, then felt that his mind was off the mark, and raised his voice emphatically: "You are kind-hearted, and you treat others well. These are the shining points in your character. Of course, I can only be happy-but Fang Shiyu's little bastard It’s better for you to have less contact with the same people.”

Ling Duoduo secretly smiled in his heart, and agreed in his mouth.