Infinite Prophet

Vol 14 Chapter 2687: meet

There are four Buddhist monasteries, three Taoist schools, six swordsmen, six worlds, nine evil demons, and fourteen families. They are the world's best martial artists.

Each family is a tycoon who has been a man of height and who has left behind a magic weapon.

Although it is difficult to produce the Dharma body, most of the time most sects do not have strong Dharma bodies, but with the existence of the gods, the grandmaster at the peak of the location can also use some of the power of the Dharma body to ensure the longevity of the sect. .

Of course, there are still giants in history who even lost their location at the peak of their location, leading to their destruction, but at present these famous schools are still recognized as martial arts sacred sites.

Among them, one of the four temples of Buddhism has the third strongest in the rankings, the abbot of Kongwen who condenses the "Dragon Arhat the Golden Body", and the magical soldier Ananda breaks the ring to suppress the sword, and it is said that there is the third form of the Tathagata palm. Shaolin Temple, with 72 stunts, is undoubtedly the righteous leader of the current Dajin Dynasty.

At the same time, because of the great cause of the Shaolin Temple family, a large number of disciples are recruited every year, both laymen and monks.

There are even many wealthy families, and even powerful families, who choose to try to send their disciples to practice in them.

Some want to practice martial arts, and some want to avoid disaster.

For these disciples, as long as the roots and age are up to the standard, plus the family is innocent and there is no evil, Shaolin Temple will not refuse to come.

However, when accepting disciples to test their xinxing, usually those disciples with ulterior motives will be assigned to the handyman’s hospital. Apart from the universal Hundred-Day Foundation Building Method, they will not have the opportunity to learn advanced martial arts.

Although there are also opportunities for disciples of the Handyman Yard to pass the assessment and enter the Bodhi, Dharma and other schools to learn advanced martial arts, there is no doubt that such cases are too few. After all, they were originally assigned to the Misty Yard because they were considered to be unsuitable for their xinxing. There are too few people who can change halfway through martial arts.

For a big school like Shaolin, there are too many disciples who have reached the standard. Among the disciples with so many targets, they pay more attention to character.

Following a monk in yellow robe, looking at the majestic Shaolin Temple gate in front of him, Xu Yue also had a trace of remembrance on his face.

Shaolin Temple...

As the only survivor of the suffering village, he still has good roots and is still young. It seems natural to be brought back by the master of Shaolin Temple who was met by the road...

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"From today, you will be admitted to the Handyman Yard with the title of "True Color"."

Hearing the words of the Huangpao monk of the Xuanzi generation, Xu Yue's face was full of joy or sorrow.

Just like the yellow robe monk in front of him, his name is Xuanku, just a title, just remember it.

"Remember, even if you enter the handyman's house, as long as you are willing to let go of the hatred in your heart, and sincerely bow to the Buddha, you will also have the opportunity to enter the Bodhi and Dharma Institutes to learn advanced Buddhism and martial arts."

When taking Xu Yue to the handyman's hospital, Xuan Ku said with a solemn expression some of the rules and precepts in Shaolin Temple that need to be paid attention to.

Because he has learned about Xu Yue's'life experience', this kind of young man who bears a sea of blood and hatred can be seen a lot.

In order not to let his personality be extreme and to polish his temperament, he still relentlessly assigned him to the Handyman Yard even if his roots were good.

"Follow the teachings of Uncle Xuanku."

"But Master Xuanku, my magic name..."

Xu Yue didn't care about his dharma title, but after all he had to be ordinary and normal, and he was not a high-ranking monk who had nothing to do with the four, so he still brought up the matter.

"Don't think too much about it. Color is emptiness. This is a normal sign."

After finishing speaking, I have also brought Xu Yue to the handyman’s house, and there is a fat monk in yellow robe inside who is carrying a stool to a group of little gray robe novice monks and eloquently explaining his past. The world has seen and heard.

But at this time, he had already noticed Xuan Ku and Xu Yue who had arrived, and he stopped talking with a smile on his face and walked over.

"Junior Brother Xuanku, didn't you just send a batch of them last month?"

"Senior Nephew Zhense is in a special situation, Senior Brother Xuanxin remember to do more enlightenment."

Xuan Ku didn't say anything about **** feuds. The young heart of the other party who was afraid of irritation, recalled things that he didn't want to remember, but only told Xuan Xin specifically.

And this kind of thing, Xuan Xin, the old fried dough stick, has also seen it. As a long-standing great demon lurking in Shaolin Temple, he naturally understood the meaning of Xuanku and responded with his mouth.

But at this moment, there was a little monk among the group of little novices who couldn't help but laughed out a pig cry.

Although he covered it with his hand soon, it seemed abrupt at this time.

The two uncles of the Xuanzi generation ignored them, but Xu Yue, who was in the same friendship, glanced at each other inadvertently.

It is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Xiao Zhengtai with an eye like a dot of ink and an eyebrow like a distant mountain.

Although his head is as bald as Xu Yue is now, it is hard to hide his smart and cuteness.

Ha ha……

Mengqi, who hasn't practiced horizontal kungfu yet, is still a beautiful boy...

"Brother Zhending, I think the newcomer's eyes are a bit wrong when he just looked at you."

The young monk Zhenhui, who was only eight or nine years old, said to Meng Qi in a naive way.

"Huh? What's wrong."

Meng Qi glanced at his roommate and younger brother in a daze.

He didn't mean to laugh just now, but as a traverser from the earth, he suddenly heard this funny sign. It was normal that he couldn't help but.

Just a month after traveling into this world, the most important thing is that he doesn't even have the memory of his original body, and now Meng Qi has finally gotten used to it.

And this month, he had the best relationship with this kind of stupid and naive Junior Brother Zhenhui, because no matter what he said, Junior Brother believed in himself unconditionally.

It was the only trace of warmth when I came to an unfamiliar environment.

"I don't know, it just feels wrong."

Zhenhui said honestly.

"Haha, there are so many things wrong, let me tell you..."

However, before Meng Qi had finished speaking, he felt that he had been touched on his chest twice, and when he turned around, he found that the new junior brother who was led by Master Xuanku appeared beside him.

He stretched out his right hand and touched himself thoughtfully.

"Ping, it is indeed a boy, how can he look so cute."

The whispering voice happened to be heard by Meng Qi, and the black line began to drop continuously.

Then he noticed that the true color junior's eyes began to move downward.

"However, it is normal for a girl at this age not to grow up. I think we still have to confirm it so as not to have any bad rumors in Shaolin..."

You are not right!

Meng Qi got goosebumps all over his body, and quickly patted Xu Yue's strange hand.

"What are you doing? Where did the kids learn these from?"

Xu Yue looked at Meng Qi with some doubts and said

"Is it weird? We can have babies at the age of thirteen or fourteen in our village."

"You look like Ahua next door to my family..."

Meng Qi:...