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

Zhang Cuifeng led a group of people to a temple.

"Why are Buddhist temples still built in Wudang Mountain?"

Xiao Xun muttered.

Zhang Cuifeng's hearing is very keen, he looked at Xiao Xun, and said with a light smile, "This is specially set up for monks visiting Wudang Mountain."

"Welcome Temple, the name of this temple is simple and straightforward." Yuanqiu said with a smile.

The name of this temple is Yingke Temple.

After entering.

Xiao Xun found that this temple was more than three times larger than Chuzuzhai, with many meditation rooms and six bodhi trees planted in the courtyard. "Masters, this way please."

Zhang Cuifeng led the crowd to the meditation rooms on the right side of the courtyard.Settle everyone down, before leaving...

"This time the Zhenwu Sect also invited Buddhist sects from various places such as Leiyin Temple, Lanke Temple, Guangming Temple, and King Kong Gate. After they go up the mountain, they should all live here." Zhang Cuifeng said, wanting the Shaolin monks to prepare in advance.

"No problem." Xuan Kong smiled.

This was already anticipated before coming here.

After Zhang Cuifeng left, most of the Shaolin monks breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Xun still lives in the same Zen room with Yuanqiu, Huizhi and Huiren.

After Yuanqiu put the package on the bed, he left the meditation room.

As the only monk in this line of Yuanzi, and he is still from Zhikeyuan, basically everything needs to be taken care of by him.

Xiao Xun, Huizhi, and Huiren were lying on the bed, not wanting to get up.

When traveling, I didn't rest for a long time every night, and I didn't dare to sleep too deeply, for fear of another accident.

And now.

When they came to live in Wudang Mountain, the three of them were completely relieved.

"Go to sleep first." Xiao Xun said.

In fact, this journey is not physically exhausting for him.

When he was in Shaolin Temple, the intensity of his cultivation was much higher than the continuous traveling these days.

He felt a little tired, mentally and spiritually. "Sleep, sleep well."

Huizhi nodded, and then said with emotion, "I have traveled far away with Uncle Yuanqiu before, but it has never been as thrilling as this trip." "Yes." Huiren nodded approvingly.

"Fifth Martial Uncle, Master Patriarch felt comprehension two days ago, and went into seclusion again. He said it was nothing important, so we will ask him to leave the seclusion on his birthday." Outside the Zhenwu Hall, a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect said. "Closed again?"

Zhang Cuifeng was taken aback, and immediately asked, "Has your uncle come back?"

"Not yet, among the seven uncles, you are the first one to come back." The disciple said.

Zhang Cuifeng glanced at the Zhenwu Hall, thinking that although there were two crises during this trip, nothing major happened in the end, so it is better not to disturb the master for the time being.Thinking about it this way...

Zhang Cuifeng returned to his residence and saw his wife Zhu Su'er waiting outside the door, a warm smile appeared on Zhang Cuifeng's face.

"I heard that your business is in danger, are you alright?" Zhu Su'er held Zhang Cuifeng's arm and asked as she walked, with a hint of worry on her pretty cheeks.Zhang Cuifeng shook his head and said with a smile, "There is no danger."

Afterwards, he told his wife what he had seen, heard and encountered along the way.

Zhu Su'er was also from the Jianghu, and her strength is not bad. After marrying Zhang Cuifeng, she lived in Wudang Mountain and rarely set foot in the Jianghu.

"Feng Nine Fingers? Southern Xinjiang Scorpion King? Northern Desert Sand King? These three are irrelevant, how could they all focus on your line of work?" Coming to the bedroom, Zhu Su'er showed a puzzled look.Zhang Cuifeng sat on the side of the bed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "Maybe it's because of my junior." "Fifth Prince?" Zhu Su'er was taken aback.

Zhang Cuifeng nodded, and said: "For those three people to do the same thing, the people behind the scenes must have considerable power, and the eight princes of Dazhou have this kind of power... Ask for flowers...

Master's 160th birthday is coming soon, and he is inviting heroes from all over the world, and my younger brother will definitely take the opportunity to recruit..." Zhu Su'er said thoughtfully, "It's our true martial arts that have brought Shaolin down. "

"Not necessarily." Zhang Cuifeng hesitated, "I always feel that Shaolin seems to have caused trouble." "Oh? What trouble?" Zhu Su'er was curious.

Zhang Cuifeng shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the two attacks seemed to be helped by mysterious masters."

Zhu Su'er thought for a while, then smiled lightly: "No matter what the reason is, it seems that Song Qinglun provoked your two attacks." "Qinglun was really unlucky this time." Zhang Cuifeng was also a little speechless.

"He deserves to be unlucky." Zhu Su'er snorted softly, "Even though his strength is mediocre, he still likes to show off." Song Qinglun and Zhang Wuji are the leaders of the No. 17 disciples of the Zhenwu Sect.

Song Qinglun is the elder brother, while Zhang Wuji is the most powerful.

Both of them are qualified to aspire to be the head of the Zhenwu Sect.

Because of her son Zhang Wuji, Zhu Su'er has always disliked Song Qinglun.

Zhang Cuifeng gently caressed Zhu Su'er's little hand, and said, "Wuji concentrates on cultivation and won't compete with Song Qinglun, so don't think too much about it."

"Heh~." Zhu Su'er glanced sideways at her husband and said, "You really don't know anything about your son." "What do you mean?" Zhang Cuifeng was taken aback.

Zhu Su'er smiled and said, "Your son has someone he likes." "Which family's girl?" Zhang Cuifeng was curious.

Zhu Su'er asked back with a smile: "Who is Song Qinglun interested in?"

Zhang Cuifeng's eyelids twitched, looking at Zhu Su'er, his head grew dizzy for a moment, and he said helplessly, "Could it be you who instigated it?" He really couldn't imagine that his silly boy would take the initiative to like women.

"Can this kind of thing be provoked?" Zhu Su'er laughed angrily, and snorted, "Is our son enlightened?" "But this..."

Zhang Cuifeng felt very embarrassed.

Seeing her husband's worried face, Zhu Su'er didn't continue to tease her anymore, but comforted her: "Don't think too much, you haven't written a word yet, and the girl might not be willing to marry outside." That's true." Zhang Cuifeng thought of the girl's identity, nodded his head, and muttered, "When Wuji comes back, ask him to go to the Yingke Temple more often. There is a young monk there who is born with wisdom and is worth making friends with." "Natural wisdom?" Zhu Su'er was surprised, and knew very well the importance of these four words in Buddhism.

Zhang Cuifeng simply told Zhu Su'er about Xiao Xun's story, and finally said with emotion: "Thanks to him for saving my life."

…Dry.

Chapter 82 Because He's the Best Looking

The next morning.

Xiao Xun, who had a night's rest, felt energetic and comfortable.

After breakfast, Xuan Ji and Xuan Kong sat cross-legged in front of the Buddhist hall to meditate, and all the disciples of the Bodhidharma Academy went back to their respective rooms to practice.

Xiao Xun was not sure whether he should go back to his room to practice, or when he took a walk on Wudang Mountain...

"Hui Wu, are you running out of healing medicine?" Yuanqiu asked.

Xiao Xun nodded, indeed not many.

"Go, Master Uncle will take you to buy some medicinal materials."

Yuanqiu laughed.

"it is good."

Xiao Xunzheng didn't know what to do, it would be a good choice to visit the towns down the mountain.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, there is a Zhiwu City. Most of the industries in the city belong to the Zhenwu Sect.

Xiao Xun was wearing a white monk's robe, holding a string of Buddhist beads, and walked side by side with Yuanqiu.

Behind them are Huizhi and Huiren carrying medicine baskets.

On the street, people come and go; from time to time, there is a shout of "[-]" from the shops and stalls on both sides.

This is Xiao Xun's first time shopping after traveling to this world, and it feels a bit novel.

When he found that many women, girls, and girls on the street were peeking at him...

The pride in appearance spontaneously arises.

"Hui Wu, you should really join our Zhike Hospital." Yuanqiu couldn't help but sighed, and also noticed some strange behaviors of some women on the street.

"Uncle, if you say that, the two senior brothers will be unhappy."

Xiao Xun joked with a smile.

Huizhi said quietly: "We are not bad looking, it's because you are so good-looking."

Xiao Xun smiled shyly.

Xin said that you are not bad looking, but you shouldn't stand with me~. Huizhi and Huiren are really not bad looking, they are both very pretty.

It's just that once compared with Xiao Xun, it seems very mediocre.

The group of four chatted and laughed, and bought a lot of medicinal materials in various drugstores in the city.

At noon, the medicine baskets carried by Huizhi and Huiren were full.

"Do you want to go back to eat, or find a restaurant in the city?" Yuanqiu asked.

"It's not easy to come out, let's eat here." Huizhi smiled.

Xiao Xun and Huiren both nodded. "good."

Afterwards, Yuanqiu led the three of them outside a quaint small noodle restaurant.

"Uncle, what's the situation? We finally came out, and you treat us to noodles?" Xiao Xun said dissatisfied.

Not to mention big fish and meat, at least the whole vegetarian feast, right?

"Hehe~, although this noodle restaurant is not big, the lotus noodles it makes are unique in Chuzhou." Yuanqiu said with a smile. "Lotus noodles? Chuzhou's best?"

Xiao Xun was startled, and then muttered, "Since it is the best in Chuzhou, how can the business be so cold?" I don't really believe it.

Yuanqiu said leisurely: "In the whole Chuzhou, only this family uses lotus flowers for making noodles. Isn't this unique in Chuzhou and what is it?" As he said, he stepped into the noodle shop first.

Xiao Xun had black lines on his face.

Chuzhou is the absolute method?

If you want to say this, Lao Tzu is the only one whose meridians are blocked in the whole Shaolin, so Lao Tzu is also the only one in Shaolin? "Hehe~, Junior Brother Huiwu, let's go, Master Uncle should not treat us badly." Huizhi patted Xiao Xun's shoulder and said with a smile. "I hope so." Xiao Xun said helplessly.

"Four bowls of lotus noodles, two plates of peanuts."

In the noodle restaurant by the window, Yuanqiu shouted to the front kitchen.

Xiao Xun sat leaning against the window, looking at the whole noodle shop.

The layout of the noodle shop is similar to that of an ordinary inn lobby, but smaller.

In the whole noodle shop, not counting Xiao Xun's four people, there were five scattered people, each of them formed a separate table.

Looking at the kitchen, one can vaguely see an old man in civilian clothes who is burning a fire, and a tall young man with a friendly face... His upper body is naked, and his muscles are as sharp as knives, with a tough luster.

On the counter in front of the kitchen, there is also a little girl with braids, who is looking at Xiao Xun and his group with her head tilted.

"If it's really delicious, the business wouldn't be so bad, right?" Xiao Xun muttered in a low voice.

At this moment, it is noon, it is lunch time.

But there are only a few people in the noodle restaurant. If there is no takeaway in later generations, this kind of business should have closed down long ago. "Don't talk nonsense."

Yuanqiu glared at Xiao Xun.

Xiao Xun snorted, and looked out the window boredly.

There are people coming and going on the street outside the window, and sometimes a few pedestrians who look like people from the rivers and lakes pass by. "Is this the outside world?" Xiao Xun gradually calmed down.

"What are you thinking about?" Yuanqiu looked at Xiao Xun and asked.Xiao Xun murmured: "I was thinking, is this a river or a lake?" Yuanqiu smiled and said, "Then do you think this is a place?"

Xiao Xun sat up straight, and said calmly: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes." Yuanqiu thought for a while, and said: "There is quite a sense of Zen."

Xiao Xun smiled shyly, and said in his heart that I don't know if there is any Zen theory, but there must be some compulsion...

At this time, the little girl sitting in front of the counter brought a bowl of noodles, put it in front of Xiao Xun, and said with a smile: "Little Master, your noodles." "Thank you, little benefactor." Xiao Xun smiled and thanked him. The girl looks pink and tender, with big eyes and cute, very cute.Yuanqiu asked with a smile: "Little benefactor, why did you give it to him first?"

The little girl glanced at Yuanqiu, opened a pair of cute big eyes, and said, "Because he is the prettiest." Xiao Xun was amused, thinking that this girl is not only cute, but also has good eyesight.

The three monks Yuanqiu, Huizhi, and Huiren felt a little pricked. "Little fish, Duan Mian."

At this time, the tall man in the kitchen shouted.

After a while.

Xiao Xun, Yuanqiu, Huizhi and Huiren each had a bowl of plain noodles in front of them.

Xiao Xun sniffed lightly, and his eyelids twitched.

In my own bowl, it seems to be quite expected.

"Uncle, didn't you say this is lotus noodles? Where's the lotus?" Huizhi asked curiously.Just as Yuanqiu was about to answer, a woman at the next table said, "The noodles are lotus flowers." Xiao Xun, Yuanqiu and the other four all looked at the woman immediately.

Plain face to the sky, ordinary.

"What does the benefactor mean?" Huizhi asked very politely.