The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

This time.

Xiao Xun felt more at ease.

No one could have imagined that this exchange battle would end in this way.

On the road.

"The world is going to be chaotic."

The dignified nun sighed softly.

Shaolin Temple is one of the four holy places of Buddhism, and has always played a pivotal role in the world.

In the past, who dared to provoke Shaolin like this?

Xia Dechun thought deeply: "It should be related to the battle for the establishment of the crown prince in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Hearing this, Xiao Xun was in a trance for a while.

I almost forgot my identity in this life.

The dignified Taoist nodded and said: "The eight sons of Emperor Wu are all dragons and phoenixes among the people. Before the crown prince is established, I am afraid that the world will not be peaceful."

"Eight children?"

Xiao Xun shook his head secretly.

For a long time, he had no sense of identity with the identity of the Ninth Prince of Da Zhou.

Hearing the mention of these two people at this moment, it was nothing more than a little bit of embarrassment.

"I heard that the second prince, Xiao Que, once asked senior about the saber?" Xia Dechun looked at the middle-aged man holding an erhu with a sad face, and asked curiously, with a hint of respect in his voice.

"Senior?" Xiao Xun looked at the middle-aged man holding an erhu with a sad face in surprise.

Judging by this person's age, he may not necessarily be older than this Prince Xia.

The young man with the knife has been paying attention to Xiao Xun. Seeing Xiao Xun looking at his master at this moment, he couldn't help but proudly said: "My master is..."

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man with an erhu in his hand and a sad face spoke.

"Xiao Que is the only genius in Dao of the Sword that I have ever seen in my life."

Hearing this, Xiao Xun was a little depressed.

The same is the prince, why is the second child a genius in Dao of Swords, but Lao Tzu is not even willing to have Shaolin Handyman's Court? !

"Your meridians are blocked...is it true?"

At this time, the sluggish little King Kong looked up at Xiao Xun and asked weakly.

Xiao Xun: "..."

I was very depressed, but noticed that people around me seemed to be looking at him, so I could only truthfully say: "I just entered Shaolin Temple, and the uncles of all the halls came to select disciples, and the uncles of the Handyman Court didn't want me."

"Eh..." The crowd showed strange expressions.

The bright-eyed girl couldn't help asking: "Then how did you find those two people?"

"If you steal so many pills like me, let alone discovering them, it's possible to blow them up with one punch."

Xiao Xun slandered, but said with a smile on his face: "Master Uncle said that although I have no talent for cultivation, I am born with wisdom, and my five senses are different from ordinary people."

"Huigen?" The bright-eyed girl looked up at her master in a daze.

"Naturally born with the roots of wisdom..." the dignified Taoist murmured, "Those with the roots of wisdom are able to understand the law and see it as wisdom...

Generally speaking, people born with wisdom roots are extremely rare, and they are basically peerless geniuses. "

"is it?"

Xiao Xun scratched his head.

My heart said that I was born with a root of wisdom, and I got it from taking pills.

But not in 'normal' situations.

Chapter 52 Who Can Learn Buddhism?

"Blocked meridians...is there no cure?"

Johnson asked.

"I want to know too." Xiao Xun sighed.

"Yes." The middle-aged man with an erhu in his hand and a sad face said.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at him in unison.

"Senior, please enlighten me." Xiao Xun said quickly, looking at this person helplessly.

The middle-aged man with an erhu in his hand and a sad face said: "The Poison King Gu Poison King once helped a person born with stone veins to open up the meridians."

"Poison King Valley, Poison King?" Xiao Xun secretly wrote down the name, feeling a little excited in his heart.

If he can unblock the meridians, wouldn't his future cultivation path be a thousand miles away?

The dignified Taoist nun looked at Xiao Xun, and there was a flash of pity in her eyes, and said: "That poison king, there is a rule, heals one person, and poisons one person."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Xun asked quickly.

The bright-eyed girl said softly: "If you want him to heal you, you must first find someone who is willing to give everything for you."

"Huh?" Xiao Xun frowned, still didn't quite understand.

The boy with the knife said: "He is the poison king, not a kind doctor. If someone is poisoned, ask him to heal him, then he will put ten times the poison on the person closest to him..."

Xiao Xun's complexion changed slightly, he understood completely.

Heal one, kill one!

If you want to ask the Poison King to heal you, you must be prepared for the death of your loved ones.

Not to mention this life, Xiao Xun has been alone, and there are not many close people around him.

Even if there is, how can it transfer its own pain to others?

Forget it.

I'd better practice hard in Shaolin.

Xiao Xun shook his head.

It is better to ask for yourself than for others.

If the meridians are blocked and you can't cultivate your true qi, then temper your body harder than a diamond!

Think of it this way.

Xiao Xun gradually calmed down.

In fact, he has basically given up after taking so many pills without cultivating the sense of qi.

and.

Xiao Xun has always firmly believed that as long as he continues to practice, there will be a qualitative change one day.

"It doesn't matter if you can't practice. There are many beautiful things in this world, not just cultivation."

Jinyi Qingnian who was following Xia Dechun smiled and comforted, "Like me, I don't like to practice."

"Don't know the name of the benefactor?" Xiao Xun looked at this person and asked.

"My name is Xia Yu." Xia Yu said with a smile.

"Surname Xia? It seems that he is either the prince or the son of the world." Xiao Xun said to himself, "The benefactor Xia is really open-minded."

Thinking that this person is probably a son who doesn't like to practice.

"Xia Yu, eighteenth on the Qingyun list." The young man with a knife said quietly.

Xiao Xun: "..."

Made, I hate pretending to be a criminal the most in my life.

For a moment, Xiao Xun's affection for Xia Yu disappeared.

Just now, after hearing what Xia Yu said, he thought Xia Yu was a prince of literature and art who only knew about romance but not martial arts.

Xia Yu sighed and said, "I haven't practiced much, and Tianji City somehow ranked me on the Qingyun list."

Xiao Xun: "..."

I can't be bothered with this guy.

Soon.

A group of people came to Yaowangyuan.

Xiao Xun originally wanted to go back directly to the Pill Pagoda, taking advantage of the chaos in Shaolin to steal another pill.

Unexpectedly, the deacon monk in yellow who was in charge of entertaining this group of people directly left him as a companion at the last table.

What made Xiao Xun most helpless was that Xia Yu seemed to be quite proficient in Buddhism, and thought that because he was born with wisdom, he was also proficient in Buddhism, so he kept talking about Buddhism with him.

When he was in Chuzu Zhai, Xuan Ku often asked him to read more Buddhist scriptures, and Xiao Xun did read some in his spare time.

Otherwise, they might not understand Xia Yu's words at all today.

He casually corrected a few Buddhist scriptures, but Xia Yu thought that Xiao Xun was proficient in Buddhist scriptures.

This made Xiao Xun very helpless.

Who is a serious monk who can learn Buddhism?

"Dharma, is it useful?"

The boy with the knife on his back asked suddenly.

"Are you asking me? Who should I ask?" Xiao Xun slandered, just about to say some polite words, when the middle-aged man holding an erhu and looking sad said in a deep voice:

"Chen'er, speak carefully."

Xiao Xun knew that this middle-aged man was named Wang Liang, and he seemed to be a very strong swordsman.

Whether it is Xia Dechun, the dignified Taoist priest, or the yellow-clothed deacon monk of Yaowangyuan, they all respect him very much.

"Oh." The boy with the knife curled his lips.

Xiao Xun couldn't help but said: "The scriptures are like medicine, good reading can cure stupidity."

Everyone was startled at first, and then showed strange expressions.

The young man with the knife frowned, and after understanding the word 'medical fool', his face darkened.

"You dare to scold me?" The boy with the knife glared at Xiao Xun.

Xiao Xun said with an innocent face: "How can it be? Don't you read?"

"You're just scolding me!" The boy with the knife on his back continued to stare at Xiao Xun.

"You're so smart." Xiao Xun said secretly, but his face was still very innocent, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't."

"Heck~."

The bright-eyed girl covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and Xia Yu also showed a smile.

"You..." The young man with the knife was impatient and said angrily, "I want to fight you."

"Chen'er." Wang Liang frowned.

"Okay." Xiao Xun said with a smile, "But before you duel with me, you need to defeat Lord Luo first."

Little King Kong's surname is Luo, and his first name is Tianqi.

"you…"

The boy with the knife on his back turned black.

His age is only three or four years older than Xiao Xun, and he is also in the ranks of minors. Even if he is very talented, how can he compare with the little King Kong who was once the ninth in the list.

"Little benefactor, as a swordsman, you need to have a calm heart."

Xiao Xun said with a smile, "A real swordsman should at least be able to make Mount Tai collapse in front of him without changing his face.

Anger may make you stronger than one move or two moves, but it cannot make you stronger than one life. "

"Hey, do you know knives?" The young man with the knives snorted, with a sarcasm on his face.