Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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Braised egg, a little bald donkey from Jinshan Temple in Jinjiang, has a beautiful bald donkey that even his dark skin can't hide his delicate features.

Like many Jinjiang seniors, Lu Dan is loved by everyone in his school, even though his school has only three masters and brothers.

The three beauties in Jinjiang are like three clear streams who are macho.

However, unlike ordinary hunks, Master Da’s brain is not only full of muscles, but also full of wisdom. When he picks up a milk baby who is waiting to be fed, he can see the talent of the marinated egg at a glance.

What talent is it?Potato once asked Master this question.

The master rubbed his round head lovingly and said, "The talent of a Buddha."

The young corned egg didn't know what a Buddha child was, so he asked his senior brother.At that time, the brothers were carrying water, each carrying eight buckets of water, shouting "hey, hey, hey", but there was no sign of fatigue on their faces.

So powerful, it fits the image of a holy monk in the eyes of the potted egg.

The senior brother told Lu Dan that the Buddhas are the monks in the big temples who like to study the mind Buddha and Zen.But they don’t have any in their temple, because they are all monks, who don’t practice hard meditation or joy.

They practice diamonds, the kind that one person can be eighteen bronze figures.

Braised egg is very envious, and also wants to practice King Kong.But the master didn't allow it, because people have their own destiny, such as King Kong, what they need is to be as masculine and fierce as the seniors.

Braised Dan was a little sad, he also wanted to be as fierce as his seniors.So he made up his mind and worked hard to learn from his brothers.

Although he can't learn King Kong now, he can learn other things from his seniors, such as cooking six bowls of rice a day.

Perhaps it was his day-to-day efforts that finally moved his master's resolute Buddha heart.One day after his tenth birthday, his master recruited him who could cook twelve bowls of rice a day.

The master sat cross-legged in the meditation room, with a Buddhist bead in his left hand and a jelly in his right hand, beating the wooden fish while looking at him.

As one of the clean streams in Jinjiang, the master, like his brothers, is a rare muscular man in Jinjiang.It is obviously vegetarian like the little stewed eggs, but it looks like it can kill ten grown-up stewed eggs with two fingers.

"Disciple." The macho master looked at the little corned egg, his diamond-like eyes were full of kindness, "Master has seen your determination."

"En!" Braised Dan raised his head, his round eyes showed the same resolute look as his seniors, and the resoluteness exuded the light of anticipation.

He was looking forward, looking forward to Master changing his mind and letting him become King Kong together.

However, it did not.

The master just looked into the distant distance, and said for a long time, "My dear boy, now that you have grown up, it's time to become a real man."

The eyes of the little corned egg are even more resolute.

Then, he saw the master took out a wooden bowl from his sleeve and solemnly handed it over to him.

"Go." Master said, "Take the ancestral holy bowl of our Jinshan Temple, and go to see the world of flowers, and make some connections by the way."

Little Braised Egg, Little Braised Egg was shocked.He looked up at his master.

His master is so holy. Although he has bulging muscles and is still wearing a pale monk's robe with colorful patches, he is still so holy.

The smell of nature that is so holy that every hair is exuding——

Ah, the fragrance of poverty.

Little Braised Egg looked down at the bowl in his hand.

Oh, and there's a chip in the rim of the wooden bowl.

He sucked his nose, his round eyes were suddenly a little bit dry, he slightly raised his delicate eyebrows, and said, "But, but Master, I am only ten years old."

The master didn't speak, just looked at his little disciple's petite body like a radish, his eyes were empty, and recalled that little disciple's daily appetite was comparable to the sum of three senior brothers.

Master, master paused, then stretched out his hand, rubbed the smooth head of the marinated egg lovingly, and said earnestly, "Yes, ten years old, not young at all."

He looked at the lotus root-like tender arm of the stewed egg again, which was the beautiful arm of Jinjiang's beautiful bald donkey when he was a child.However, the master knew that although his little disciple was a young and beautiful bald donkey, his slender arms and hands were not young.

The kind that could kill his three senior brothers with one slap.

The master doesn't know how his little disciple does it, but he knows that his disciple deeply loves this Vajra. Although he can't learn it because of his roots, he is still full of enthusiasm, so enthusiastic that he slaps him A name as resolute as King Kong——

Dawei Tianlong.

Oh, Tianlong, the stewed egg is indeed a natural born Buddha son of Jinjiang ancestors, and even the moves are special like Buddha sons.

Master couldn't help sobbing when he thought of the firewood that had been pulverized by Dawei Tianlong in the temple and the increasingly scarce food in the temple.But how could he, as a macho, show such a fragile expression in front of his lover?

So, he turned around, secretly wiped the corners of his eyes that were not red, and then took out another thing that was folded squarely from the bottom of the bed, and stuffed it into the hand of the marinated egg.

Little Braised Dan shook it open, oh, it’s a cassock with golden threads on it, and looked carefully——

My good fellow, there is no patch on this cassock!

In this monastery where everyone has at least three patches on their clothes, this cassock has no patches!

oh!It's a baby!

"That's right." Master said, "This is another ancestral treasure of our Jinshan Temple. It is a big treasure brought from the beginning of our hometown when our master brought us to Jinjiang."

Master really still loves him.

Hearing the words, the little braised egg sniffled, and finally couldn't bear the excitement in his heart anymore, and threw himself into Master's firm embrace with a huh, "Oh! Master!"

"Oh! My good disciple!" The master also hugged him excitedly, and said, "Go, my beloved disciple, go and train your Buddha heart, go to the world of mortals and the sea of ​​stars."

"Yeah!" Little Braised Dan nodded emphatically, "Then Master, where is Hong Chen?"

The master stood up holding his buttocks, walked out of the meditation room and pointed to the far east.

"There." He said, "Imperial City."

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The little marinated egg is gone.After receiving the great entrustment from his master, he picked up his small luggage and left his monastery with a cracked bowl and a radish head.

He is going to take a look at the distant imperial city, to see the turmoil in the world and the agitation of the world of mortals.

Then, he lost his way, and lost his way in Jinjiang City, not far from the temple.

But that's okay.Master said that everyone has their own fate, and when the fate is met, everything can be solved easily.

Master is a serious monk, he never lies.Sure enough, after three days of wandering alone in Jinjiang city, he finally met his own destined person.

Two swordsmen, one black and one white.

Little Ludan had never met them before, but from the moment he met them, Ludan knew that they and him had this predestined fate.

Because, they are so special, especially good-looking.Of course, they are not only good-looking, they also carry a unique and friendly atmosphere.

It is a breath from the inside out, a natural breath that cannot be concealed no matter whether the clothes are exquisite or ordinary, handsome or unrestrained.

The little marinated egg sniffed it, and it was a familiar smell, just like the master and senior brothers.

Oh, poverty.

The little stewed egg realized it, and the little stewed egg tucked into the black-clothed swordsman's arm obediently, raised his head and tried to look at another juicy white-clothed swordsman.

The swordsman in white ignored him, as if he was thinking about something.But it doesn't matter, there is another swordsman in Xuanyi.

He said, "Benefactor Ajun, the young monk looks at his heart and feels kind, and he is very close to the Buddha. Would you like to enter my Jinshan Temple?"

Brother Jun looked at the round head of the stewed egg, couldn't hold it back, stretched out his hand to rub it, and said, no.

Brother Jun said that he and Chuuxue are two sword masters, and they have already made up their minds to practice swords all their lives and not be moved by foreign objects.

Xiao Ludan expressed his understanding, it was like he practiced Buddhism, even the billowing red dust could not stop his firm vajra heart.

The little stewed egg asked again, "My little monk sees that you are in a hurry, but where are you going?"

Brother Jun said he was going to the imperial city.

"What a coincidence! The little monk is too." With eyes shining brightly, Marinate looked at Fuxue again.

This time Chuuxue moved, he took off the reward order and stuffed it into his arms, saying, "I'm not going."

Brother Jun immediately cast his gaze and made a question mark.

Chuuxue said that the martial arts ban in the imperial city is not conducive to his sword competition, and now he has a new goal, to chase down the scum among the scum.

Of course, this is to practice his sword, definitely not because he wants to take revenge on a certain scum surnamed Yu, and definitely not because he has no money.

As the owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa and the head of Hefangzhai pastry shops all over Dayu, how could Chuuxue have no money?

He just forgot to bring Ba Liao.

The kind that even the copper coins were forgotten.

But entanglement is not important, the important thing is that the scum, especially the scum with a high bounty, really deserves to die.

So, Chuuxue left, and decided to ride his well-fed big white horse to the west alone.

He was going to chase him thousands of miles away, and he brought the two Jinjiang eggs that he bought for four taels of money with him.He originally only had one, but Brother Jun said he didn't want it, because Brother Jun could fly, and soon, it only took one day to go all out to reach the imperial city.

That's how it turned out, when Chuuxue thought of Brother Jun's light kung fu of jumping off the high snow mountain without any damage, he realized that he had been the one who had influenced Ah Jun's performance all along.

But Fubuxue turned her attention to the expectant little marinated egg again.Brother Jun is a fast brother Jun, but now although he is not dragged down by his feet, but there are more little bald donkeys, won't he slow down again?

Brother Jun understood the worry in Chuuxue's eyes, and explained very caringly, "I, can take him."

What?It turns out that you can bring it?Chuuxue's eyes immediately fell on Brother Jun's wide cuffs.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Brother Jun covered his sleeves, picked up Braised Dan's belt and clamped it into his armpit.

After finishing, Brother Jun opened another powerful arm, looked at Fuxue, his eyes were full of sincere invitation, "Yes, come?"

Chuuxue, Chuuxue's eyes darkened for a moment, turned around and climbed onto his big horse.

"Farewell."