Shaolin monk

Ling Duoduo originally thought, with Fang Shiyu's character of being active but not quiet, he was punished to plant and water the fields for half a month, wouldn't it be his life?When I see myself, I don't know how to cry and complain about my pain.

With this thought in mind, he went to the vegetable field that Monk San De was in charge of, and happened to see Fang Shiyu, Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian facing each other in the field and gesticulating back and forth.

Those moves looked very familiar, Ling Duoduo stopped and watched them complete a whole set of punches, and just now he slapped his hands and praised: "I thought you were sent here to do coolies for half a month, and you would be negligent." For the practice of Shaolin Kungfu, I can't imagine that the little monk is overthinking."

He walked lightly and landed silently, and the three of them practiced boxing very seriously, and they didn't notice that someone was coming. It wasn't until he made a sound at this time that he realized it.

As soon as Fang Shiyu heard the voice, he felt very familiar. He turned his head with a "teng", and seeing that it was him, he rushed over without saying a word: "Much—three salutes!"

Ling Duoduo glanced at him calmly, conveying his meaning with his eyes: Someone also said that Fang Shiyu would not accidentally call someone else's name wrong, remember never to call "Duoduo" in front of others.

Fang Shiyu couldn't help laughing, and cast the same glance at him: Someone said that the retreat was only for one month, so why did it take two months for him to come out?

He ran forward in three steps at a time and felt something was wrong. After looking up and down for a long time, he finally found where the strange feeling came from. He stretched out his hand to compare Ling Duoduo's height, half surprised and half surprised He sighed, "You've grown so much!" Before he left, it was up to his chest, but now it's over his shoulders.

Ling Duoduo was quite proud of this, and said with a slight smile, "Extend your wrist, and let me see how your internal injuries are doing? Your boxing skills are already well practiced, and it must be time to teach the "Marrow Washing Sutra". "

Fang Shiyu had already rolled up his sleeves after hearing the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help being taken aback, looked down at him and said, "Do you know what kind of boxing we practiced?"

Ling Duoduo was so surprised to hear this sentence, frowned, and asked in confusion, "Why can't I know what kind of punch this is?"

"Because the three of us don't know what kind of boxing this is, and we were still guessing randomly. I didn't expect you to know—oh, I know you are reliable!" Fang Shiyu was quite excited, and patted him on the shoulder. We saw a set of clay sculptures of young monks in Brother Sande's room, and learned the movements above to draw them out."

No wonder, he was still wondering just now that these three people were punished to be coolies and did not learn from the disciples, but somehow they could also fight this set of boxing techniques. It turned out that they didn't learn it with the large army, but were taught by San De small stove.Ling Duoduo understood, and explained: "This is Shaolin Temple's unique school Fuhu Arhat Fist, also known as Eighteen Arhat Fist."

After Fang Shiyu listened thoughtfully, he turned his head and said to Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian who had just come over: "Our guess is right, this brother San De is definitely not a simple water-carrying monk, he must be a A master!" Even the gadgets on the table in the room are vivid Arhat boxing scores, and Sande himself is obviously not simple.

This guess coincided with Ling Duoduo's previous thoughts. He raised his head and glanced at Fang Shiyu, but did not speak. He squeezed Fang Shiyu's wrist, felt his pulse, and his expression changed.

Although Fang Shiyu turned his head and was talking to his two friends, he kept paying attention to his reaction out of the corner of his eyes. Seeing his strange expression, he hurriedly asked, "Sanli, what's the matter? Could it be that my internal injury has worsened?"

Fang Shiyu's internal injuries have almost healed, and after thinking about it, he knows that it should be thanks to the three virtues. It seems that the three virtues are really not simple.

Ling Duoduo said in relief: "No, not only did it not get worse, but it was basically unaffected—let me ask you, has Junior Brother San De taught you anything in the past half a month?"

Fang Shiyu nodded without thinking about it and said: "Yes, on the third day I came here, my chest hurt again when I got up early in the morning to carry water. It was Brother Sande who taught me the sixteen-sentence formula. This breath-adjusting internal force—will you recite it to you?"

Seeing that Ling Duoduo readily agreed after he finished speaking, he pondered for a while, and then said: "Tongue touches the palate to produce body fluid, Shenshui swallows three times into the dantian, and the breath rotates for nine weeks according to the heart.

Ling Duoduo already knew after hearing the first four sentences, touched his chin and said: "What he taught you is Shaolin's "Washing the Marrow Sutra", you must not tell others about this, otherwise you may implicate Junior Brother Sande. "

"Okay, I understand. If anyone asks, I will always say that you passed it on to me." Fang Shiyu understood after a simple thought. Sande is different from Ling Duoduo. Ling Duoduo has the permission of Shaolin Abbot Zhishan to tell him " There is nothing wrong with the oral formula of the Sutra of Washing the Marrow, but San De can be regarded as a private teaching, and if someone finds out, they will definitely be held accountable.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that many of the previous doubts had been answered, and he nodded repeatedly: "No wonder my chest hurts every time. When I recite this, I feel that it is really relieved. I thought it was my own psychological effect. Unexpectedly, this is the "Marrow Washing Sutra"?"

Ling Duoduo carefully checked his pulse, and pondered: "Your internal injury has already healed, but San De only taught you sixteen lines of formulas, which is only the first level. The "Marrow Washing Sutra" is divided into three levels. I will say all the 48 sentences below, and you three will memorize them."

After he said it twice, Fang Shiyu was able to repeat it more proficiently. Ling Duoduo calmly looked at Hong Xiguan and Hu Huigan who were still trying to recite, and nodded secretly in his heart.

Although Fang Shiyu is mischievous, his eyes are extremely full of aura. According to the ancients, this kind of person is smart at first glance.

Ling Duoduo thought of Linghu Chong who could memorize the sword manual of "Dugu Nine Swords" once in his previous life, and became more and more sure that each protagonist has a big golden finger in terms of IQ.

Fang Shiyu sighed: "Brother San De is really a kind person who is willing to help others. I knew that I didn't misunderstand him from the beginning-we will go to say 'thank you' to him later."

Ling Duoduo was silent for a while after listening, and asked, "Why don't you just say that he is a good person?" Fang Shiyu's ability to construct sentences is generally the orderly arrangement of the subject, verb and object, and he doesn't like to add such complicated attributives. .

Fang Shiyu looked at him with a smile, and joked: "Isn't the title 'good man' specially prepared by me for Dashi? How can it be used to describe others?"

Ling Duoduo pretended not to hear these words, but said his intentions: "I came here today, in addition to telling you that I have already left the customs, and I still take you away - the master has promised to reduce or exempt you. It's time for drudgery."

The hatred value of the two parties in the contradiction is mutual, and it is not that intelligence unilaterally hates Fang Shiyu.

When it comes to wisdom, Fang Shiyu is obviously not too cold, moved his lips, and thought that the black-faced monk is Ling Duoduo's master after all, so it is not easy to speak bad words, so he just curled his lips in the end: "I, I have had enough of him." !"

"Yeah, little master, Huiqian and I are fine, you don't know what kind of life Shiyu has lived in the past two months, and he was punished every day. Fortunately, Senior Brother Sanjie and Senior Brother Sanchi looked at you for your sake Help us turn around, or Shiyu won't know what it looks like now." Hong Xiguan said beside him.

Hu Huiqian also said: "Yes, he also asked Shiyu to hang four buckets on each of his arms, and put burning Buddha incense under his buttocks, and squat for two hours!"

Ling Duoduo imagined the scene at that time, but couldn't hold back, and smiled with his head down and the corners of his lips pursed.

Fang Shiyu waved his hands at Hu Huiqian in panic from the very beginning, but seeing that he still said it, and seeing Ling Duoduo's reaction, he felt quite ashamed, covered his face and wailed, "Hu Huiqian, what about the secret we agreed to keep?" It's the rhythm of severing friendship until the end of the world!

"You just said that we don't want us to tell other lay disciples. The little master knows us so well, so it's okay to tell him?" Hu Huiqian rubbed his forehead.

Ling Duoduo nodded solemnly: "Yes, of course it's nothing to tell me, do I still see your jokes?"

—Speaking as if you really weren't gloating just now.Fang Shiyu glanced at him quite sadly, because he deeply felt that the black history was unbearable, and he really didn't want to get entangled in this issue, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "Okay, okay, let's leave it at that, I will pay for this account sooner or later." Let’s count with intelligence—let’s first tell Senior Brother San De the good news of being able to go back to martial arts?”

Ling Duoduo also wanted to ask San De why he helped Fang Shiyu and others. Could it be that this person is also a magical time traveler like him and wants to be a part of the protagonist's halo?Thinking of this, he said, "I'll go with you."

When Sande was found by these four people, he was bending over to water the Chinese cabbage without any complaints. Going up, he said with a smile, "I've seen Senior Brother Sanli."

Ling Duoduo looked at him fixedly, and said: "Junior Brother Sande is a real person, but in the past ten years, the little monk has underestimated Junior Brother. Shaolin Temple is indeed a place where dragons and tigers are hidden."

Sande's smile froze slightly when he heard the words, and turned to look at Fang Shiyu and the three beside him, but he did not deny or deny it: "But what did the three of them say?" The image of the monk was exposed by you just like that.

"Nowadays Shaolin is in troubled times. With the martial arts mastered by Sande, he should stand up and seek blessings for Shaolin." Ling Duoduo didn't ask him why he was willing to be a monk who was bullied. The right to keep one's own secrets is only a slight mention.

He had a slight suspicion that this person was a target of other sects planted in Shaolin, so he used words to test him just now.However, the possibility of this is not high. What Sande handed over to Fang Shiyu and the others were all pure Shaolin martial arts.

San De withdrew his smile and said solemnly: "Brother, you can rest assured. I have been a Shaolin disciple for ten years, and I have already regarded Shaolin Temple as my home. I am happy and relaxed on weekdays. If it comes to a critical moment, I will help you with all my strength."

What Ling Duoduo alluded to was the conflict between Shaolin and Wudang. This haze is now shrouded in the hearts of all insiders. Due to his limited status, Sande doesn't know much about it, but there are sporadic cases from Master Wumei and Ling Xiaoxiao. Got some news.

Ling Duoduo nodded slightly, and waited for Fang Shiyu and others to pack up the package, then left from San De, and the group returned to the Shaolin Temple on the top of Jiulian Mountain talking and laughing.

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After coming out of the cave in Houshan, Ling Duoduo's life has returned to peace.

In the face of his favorite apprentice, Zhizhi turned a blind eye to Fang Shiyu's behavior and stopped criticizing him.After discussing with Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian in private, Fang Shiyu also felt that Ling Duoduo could no longer be in a dilemma, so he also restrained his habits, and no longer tried his best to challenge Zhihui every day. The two factions actually lived in peace. .

Ling Duoduo heaved a sigh of relief, regained the enthusiasm of the past, got up at Yinshi every day and punched for a whole hour, and then followed the Shaolin lay disciples to run around Jiulian Mountain at Maoshi.

Fang Shiyu also tried to get up at Yinshi in the morning to do morning exercises with him. After two days of hard work, he finally felt that a warm bed was more attractive than a shiny bald head. Since then, he could not wake up from a long sleep, and only practiced against him at night.

After more than a month of peaceful days, Ling Duoduo has thoroughly consolidated his martial arts advancement, and he began to intentionally increase contact with Fang Shiyu—according to the rules he and the protagonist have always figured out, after a short period of calm, what will usher in is An even bigger storm—if Fang Shiyu met Li Xiaohuan, he probably would die if he didn't die.

After two lifetimes of tempering and tempering, Ling Duoduo has understood that the plot cannot be changed. He has tried many times, but in the end everything returned to the original point, so this time he only intends to intervene in some small details, not to let Fang Shiyu It's just too much suffering.

With such thoughts in mind, three days later, Ling Duoduo saw a man and a woman galloping on horseback on the only road leading to the top of Jiulian Mountain—the appearance of the man and woman looked familiar.

He had just met his sister from the Plum Blossom Resort, and he was on the way back to Shaolin Temple, saw this scene, didn't have time to think about it, and chased after Li Xiaohuan's father and daughter.

Li Xiaohuan and Li Bashan came prepared, and they rode on strong horses. Because they didn't see themselves when they galloped by just now, Ling Duoduo fell behind leisurely and followed them all the way. Came to a grove near Shaolin Temple.

The three of Fang Shiyu were cutting firewood with San De when they were suddenly bumped into by the two men on horseback. Before they could react, the two men had already arrived in front of them.

Li Xiaohuan stopped the horse, glared at the three of them and shouted sharply: "Fang Shiyu!"

"Fang Shiyu, you dare to pretend to be dead to fool us. I will tear you to pieces!" Li Bashan was also very angry. Second to Li Xiaohuan.

Li Xiaohuan sneered at Fang Shiyu who was stunned: "We have already found Shaolin, let's see where you can go this time?" After saying that, he and Li Bashan both jumped off their horses and threw themselves at them.

The three of Fang Shiyu's current abilities are comparable to Li Xiaohuan's, but they are not enough to face Li Bashan. San De pushed away Hong Xiguan who wanted to face Li Bashan, and went up to Li Bashan by himself.

Ling Duoduo lifted up his skills, tapped his toes on the ground, quickly came to the front, received Li Bashan's thunderous punch from San De's hand, endured the surge in his chest, and said to San De: "Go and help Shi Yu and the others! "

San De responded and got out of the battle ring.

Ling Duoduo concentrated his attention on dealing with Li Bashan. He wanted to give the opponent a little color, so he gathered up his inner strength and gave a clear whistle, no longer holding back his hands, and used [-]% of his strength to fight Li Bashan with a few moves.

Li Bashan fought him a few months ago, and it was evenly divided. Now after more than [-] moves, he felt that the constraints were hard to handle. He gritted his teeth secretly and shouted: "Does Shaolin want to make Li Bashan my enemy because of this kid?" ?”

Ling Duoduo listened to his words as if he meant to put Shaolin under his Liba Mountain, and said with a smile: "Uncle Li is joking, could it be that without him, Fang Shiyu, Uncle Li is grateful for Shaolin Temple and Zen Master Xingyin who have been with him for more than ten years?" The kindness of upbringing?" You already have a grudge against Shaolin Temple, so don't get involved with Fang Shiyu.

Ling Duoduo's three views are very upright, he can accept a person who betrayed his teacher for various reasons, but he can't accept that the person who betrayed his teacher is not grateful to his master who has nurtured him.

Li Xiaohuan wanted to avenge her husband. Although Leihuo himself had some faults, his feelings were still pitiful. Ling Duoduo looked down on his behavior that he couldn't afford to lose, but it was understandable. The perception of Bashan is much worse.

Li Bashan intended to urge him to stop, but he didn't expect that the young monk on the opposite side changed his attitude of calming down the matter before, and spoke with a sharp tongue and no sympathy. The downwind has come to an end, so he held his breath and continued to fight him hand to hand.

Li Bashan's martial arts is inferior to that of the Shaolin abbot. After Ling Duoduo stopped holding back his hands, his moves became more and more fierce. Various moves were performed one by one. On Li Bashan's chest.

Li Bashan spat out a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back again and again, his body was unstable and he was about to fall, he clutched his chest and looked at him incredulously, and lost his voice: "You—you—"

He never thought that one day he would be defeated by a boy in his teens, and he was not defeated after a long battle, but a disastrous defeat. He could only fight with a hundred moves, which shows that the strength value of the two people is already very different. Great disparity.

This little monk was not like this half a year ago, how could he be so diligent in just a few months?This time Li Bashan also felt that he was not using pure Shaolin martial arts, and felt extremely evil in his heart.

Ling Duoduo did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but put his palms together and said: "Amitabha——I have nothing to do with this little monk. I have offended you so much. Please forgive me, Master."

The translation of this sentence is "I'm sorry, I accidentally used too much force and hurt you", which was really indescribable irony and embarrassment in Li Bashan's ears. As a well-known figure in the world, he still needs Shouldn't a junior come to apologize without holding back?

Li Bashan has a fiery temper, and he would have turned his back on him a long time ago, but this time he was injured so badly that he couldn't even raise his anger. When he turned his head and saw that Li Xiaohuan in the battle group over there was also suppressed to death by San De Yes, he gritted his teeth bitterly and said, "Xiaohuan, let's go!"

He realized that it was almost impossible for the two of them to get back the situation today, and he had to go down the mountain to recuperate, and then go up the mountain to find Fang Shiyu's trouble after the internal injury healed.

Thinking of this, Li Bashan turned his head and gave Fang Shiyu a fierce look: "Boy, if you have the ability, stick to the two of them every day, or stay in Shaolin Temple all your life and don't come out, otherwise I will kill you with one palm!"

The "two of them" must not refer to Hong Xiguan and Hu Hui. Fang Shiyu put his arms around Ling Duoduo's neck from behind, smiled provocatively at Li Bashan, and shouted: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come over!"

Li Bashan snorted heavily, got on the horse with Li Xiaohuan, and hurried down the mountain.

In fact, Fang Shiyu was not as relaxed and happy as he showed at all. When he hugged Ling Duoduo, his whole body was still stiff. It was only after seeing Li Bashan and his daughter descending the mountain with his own eyes that he breathed a sigh of relief: "My God, they What happened, that Hao Duan Duan found Shaolin Temple?"

This pair of father and daughter have been chasing him for most of China, and anyone else would have collapsed, and if they were caught by them, they would definitely die a miserable death, which brought too much psychological pressure.

Ling Duoduo shrugged his shoulders, and he didn't understand why Li Xiaohuan's father and daughter went to Shaolin Temple to arrest Fang Shiyu. Judging from the other party's expression when they saw Fang Shiyu was still alive, they should have received relevant information long ago.

He frowned and said: "I'm afraid Li Bashan and his daughter will not let it go, we'd better go back to Shaolin quickly and report the relevant matters to the abbot and uncle."

"What are you afraid of? If they dare to come again, little master—oh, I'm sorry, Dashi—you can beat their father and daughter back with one slap!" Fang Shiyu cheered up, feeling quite refreshed Shuang, "Didn't they use force to force me and Li Xiaohuan into the ring when we were in Hangzhou before? Now I think they have something to rely on!"

Li Bashan was unreasonable because of his high force value and being a small boss. Now that he was defeated by the hidden boss Ling Duoduo in terms of force value, naturally there is nothing to be arrogant about.

Ling Duoduo stroked his chin and said: "That's not true. Li Bashan and his daughter have a very close relationship with Wudang's head teacher Baimei. If they go to Wudang for help, Baimei himself has a rift with Shaolin, so I'm afraid he won't stand by and watch..."

Fang Shiyu was taken aback when he heard it, and asked in surprise: "Aren't Wudang and Shaolin the same?"

Sure enough, Wudang's decent role is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. As the former headmaster of Wudang, Ling Duoduo, the boss, expressed his condolences, maintaining a contemplative look on his face, and said slowly: "Disciples of all schools walk in the rivers and lakes, and the two schools have the largest number of people. There are some frictions, and it’s hard to tell who’s right.”

Or it can be said that the "Shaolin" in the Shaolin martial arts that people usually talk about actually refers to the Songshan Shaolin Temple, not the South Shaolin Temple.

These thoughts just flashed through his mind, Ling Duoduo quickly came back to his senses, stared into Fang Shiyu's eyes and said: "Anyway, you will stay in Shaolin Temple with Xiguan and Huigan during this period of time. Don't go out casually again."

Fang Shiyu pursed the corners of his lips and sighed: "I'm afraid I'm going to bring Shaolin into big trouble..." If there were only Li Bashan and his daughter, then no matter how powerful they are, there are only two people, and if they are wronged, Shaolin Temple can still do it. They can be restrained, but if Wudang is also involved, I am afraid it will not be so easy to solve.

"Shaolin Temple will never hand over disciples who are not at fault in order to compromise." Ling Duoduo said indifferently, "Shaolin disciples have never been greedy for life and fear of death. Even if Wudang really came to Shaolin, are we afraid of them instead? No?"

If he had intended to settle the dispute, he would not have allowed Li Bashan and his daughter to run away leisurely just now. It is not that Ling Duoduo has never killed someone.Although he has good patience, it is rare for him to be a little impatient when facing such a shameless person who can't figure it out.

He stared at the direction where Li Bashan's father and daughter left, with a solemn face and cold eyes, carrying a coldness that was completely different from the usual peace and tranquility, and the others were all slightly taken aback when they saw it.

Fang Shiyu's voice also subconsciously dropped a lot: "Sanli, I found that once you become serious, your speech will be extraordinarily powerful..."

Ling Duoduo restrained the anger in his heart slightly, looked back and said: "Okay, let's go back to Shaolin Temple quickly, and we have to inform all the brothers and sisters to prepare. In a few days, when Li Bashan recovers from his internal injuries , we will call again.”

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Nine days later in the afternoon, Ling Duoduo was still discussing with Zhihui about the true meaning of Buddhism that he had just realized, when he suddenly heard the bells of Shaolin Temple ringing continuously, the sound was quick and short, and it was no longer long and clear as usual.

Even Zhihui, who has always been indifferent to outside affairs, was a little moved. He frowned slightly and said, "Someone broke into Shaolin." As the leader of martial arts, the last time Shaolin sounded the alarm was more than 100 years ago. Unexpectedly, someone came to the door this time. .

"The disciple will come to ask the master another day." Without delay, Ling Duoduo immediately stood up from the futon, looked coldly at the direction of the temple gate, "I never thought that Li Bashan and his daughter really came to make trouble."

The Sutra Pavilion is very close to the gate of the temple. Ling Duoduo was the first to rush out to check the situation. As soon as he left the gate of the temple, he saw several disciples of the lower generation of Shaolin lying here and there on the steps. It hurts badly.

He helped a nearby disciple up, felt for his pulse, and felt that his meridians were not smooth, which meant he had suffered a serious internal injury.Ling Duoduo didn't say anything, and pushed the person towards the gate of the temple: "Go quickly to Yaowangyuan and let the senior uncle inside help you with diagnosis and treatment, don't worry about it here."

The low-ranking disciples who were beaten to the ground by Li Bashan were all Shaolin monks, and they selected the disciples with the worst martial arts and the best temper. Ling Duoduo saw Li Bashan and his daughter coming up with a large group of people, and said: : "I haven't seen you for a few days, the uncle has added a third of his prestige, even giving advice to these disciples who are several generations below you."

It can be seen from the fact that Li Bashan was forced by him and Miao Cuihua to fight against Li Xiaohuan after a few words in Hangzhou, and instead agreed to let Fang Shiyu fight Li Xiaohuan. However, he was able to knock down all the monks and monks in Shaolin, and he felt a little anxious and completely annoyed.

Li Bashan was provoked by him, and his complexion became obviously not good. Li Xiaohuan was afraid that her father would wither again at such a critical moment, so he didn't answer, but shouted: "Hurry up and hand over Fang Shiyu to me!"

As soon as the words fell, two rows of monks ran out from the Shaolin Temple in an orderly manner, guarding both sides of the steps leading to the gate of the temple. Zhizhi and the four elders came out at the end, their faces stretched longer than Li Bashan's: " Presumptuous, you even forcibly broke into Shaolin and hurt my disciples!"

Martial arts people can roughly judge the level of a person from the posture and footsteps of the person walking. Li Bashan listened intently and saw that the smart dragon and tiger steps should not be underestimated. In order to catch the murderer who killed my son-in-law, but your disciples obstructed in every possible way, no wonder we!"

"Where do you think Shaolin is? Do you say that you want people if you want people?" Zhizhi shouted angrily, and his anger continued to rise.

It can be seen from his usual attitude towards Ling Duoduo and Sanjie Sanzhi that he is an extremely protective person. Let alone Fang Shiyu, Li Bashan's father and daughter are so defiant that they directly hit the mountain gate, which is undoubtedly a blow to Shaolin's reputation. Such a heavy blow, if this scene is not recovered, what majesty does Shaolin still have in the martial arts?

Li Bashan spoke harder than him: "I don't care what the place is, if you don't hand over Fang Shiyu today, don't blame me, Li Bashan, for being rude, and I will destroy your Shaolin Temple today!"

As soon as this sentence was said, more than 50 young people in Wudang Taoist robes brought by him pulled out their sabers one after another, and made it clear that they would start fighting if they disagreed with each other. The scene was extremely tense for a while.

Zhizhi was furious, and immediately said to the group of monks: "Arrogant and conceited, this seat depends on your ability, come here, and form an array of eighteen arhats!"

The array martial arts in Shaolin Juxue is divided into one hundred and eight big arhat arrays and eighteen small arhat arrays. The former has been lost for a long time, and only the latter small arhat array can be used.

Ling Duoduo calmly took the wooden stick from the nearest monk, and stood three steps away in front of Mount Li Ba, while the other seventeen monks surrounded the two around him.

If it was replaced by the Arhat Formation set up by eighteen ordinary monks, Li Bashan would not notice it at all. As a former Shaolin disciple, his familiarity with the Eighteen Arhat Formation is not inferior to anyone else here.

However, Ling Duoduo came in horizontally and blocked the eye of the formation. This happened to be the easiest place for the Eighteen Arhats formation to be broken. If you want to break the formation, you need to defeat him first.

Li Bashan thought of the previous experience, his chest was still aching from the beating, and he was quite afraid for a while, he couldn't figure out this point all the time, how could this little Shaolin monk be so powerful?

"Stop!" Zhishan came late, and he sighed in his heart, because he had received news from Ling Duoduo long ago, Zhishan also discussed with Zhishan about how to deal with Li Bashan and his daughter, but Zhishan's temper was too hot, They quarreled with Li Bashan directly, and they didn't follow the plan they designed.

This is also the reason why Zhishan finally dismissed his idea of ​​letting Zhizhi be the heir. This is the same as the foreign minister cannot find someone with a loud voice and bad temper, which will easily cause conflicts and frictions.

Ling Duoduo thought the same as Zhishan at this time. He admired his master's ability to attract hatred and gain popularity. If Zhizhi went to become a diplomat, they would have to go out to fight with guns in three days.

Zhishan said amidst the voices of "see the abbot": "Junior Brother Li, I haven't seen you for many years. It seems that your temper is as impatient as before?"

When Li Bashan saw him interrupting him, he breathed a sigh of relief, and replied kindly: "Senior Brother Zhishan, don't come here without any problems, it seems that you are becoming more and more like an eminent monk?"

Ling Duoduo felt that at this moment, just like him, he was complaining in his heart, "Our abbot was originally an eminent monk." There should be many Shaolin disciples, but after thinking about it, he can understand the mistakes in Li Bashan's words. Didn't the reckless Chinese teacher die early? problems, but problems that were not born at all.

Zhishan smiled slightly, and didn't think he was disobedient, and said: "Physicality is born from the heart, if one can get rid of hostility, everyone can attain the Tao."

"If you are alive, you should strive to be the leader of Jinchu. If you don't have ambition and domineering, how can you become a great cause and be called a hero?" Li Bashan couldn't agree with him, and his voice also raised a lot.

Unexpectedly, this question would be brought up again many years later, Zhishan was a little sad, and said in a deep voice: "Back then, the six of us worshiped under the teacher Xingyin, but it is a pity that because everyone disagreed, the three of you went to another sect... ..."

This is the first time Ling Duoduo has heard this kind of talk. In the past, he simply thought that it was Li Bashan, Baimei and others who resented Zen Master Xingyin's preference for Zhishan and others and rebelled against Shaolin. He never thought that there was a deeper reason as the trigger. search.

If this is the case, Ling Duoduo's dislike for Li Bashan will be greatly reduced, and he can understand how painful it is to have a master who is completely incompatible with his personality. Personal feelings were very deep at the beginning, until later the contradictions became more and more acute, and finally had to part ways.

Li Bashan also thought of the past, and his face was slightly moved. After more than [-] years away, he still couldn't tell whether what he did was right or wrong, and he was not without regret.

But looking at the daughter standing beside him, his eyes fell on the white gauze wrapped around Li Xiaohuan's arms, thinking of his miserable daughter who lost her husband in middle age, he sullenly interrupted Zhishan's words: "Enough, I I am not here to catch up with you today, as long as you hand over Fang Shiyu, I will never climb Nine Lotus Mountain again!"

Ling Duoduo quietly clenched the stick in his hand. He also wanted to see how Zhishan would deal with Fang Shiyu's problem. Judging from the current situation alone, it seemed to be an unsolvable situation.

Zhishan clasped his hands together and said, "I have also heard about the conflict between Fang Shiyu and Leihuo, but according to the rules of the Jianghu, competition in the arena, life and death depends on one's fate, and no one should be held accountable."

"It's easy for you to say, my master died tragically, and I have to make Fang Shiyu pay for his life!" Li Xiaohuan yelled angrily, her face was pale, and it could be seen that she was really tortured by grief during this period.

Li Bashan looked at her, and pointed out: "Xiaohuan, don't be rude to the elders, lest people say we don't understand the rules of the world."

He first taunted Zhishan, then looked at Zhishan and said: "Killing people to pay for their lives, debts to pay back money, this is a matter of course, and it has nothing to do with the grievances of Jianghu. Since the brother intends to stop it, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Fang Shiyu is already my Shaolin disciple, it's reasonable, the old monk can't hand him over to you." Zhishan replied.

Don't say that Fang Shiyu's case can only be regarded as a momentary accidental killing, even if it is really pursued, it is Leihuo who is aggressive and kills many people first.

Ling Duoduo was not surprised by Zhishan's choice, not to mention that Fang Shiyu is the protagonist, it is impossible to be handed over in a few words, even Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin in his previous life, would dare to say that Ren Woxing lives in front of the heroes of the rivers and lakes. Shaolin Temple has settled the grievances and grievances of the Jianghu, and it can be seen that the monks have the same understanding of this aspect. No matter who comes to Shaolin Temple and has the intention of repenting, they can take it in and teach them to be good.

Li Bashan's face darkened, and he quickly glanced at Ling Duoduo standing in front of him. From the way he was holding the stick, it was easy to see that the little monk was ready to fight: "Then you just want to protect him." gone?"

Zhishan looked ahead with a look of compassion: "Amitabha, since Fang Shiyu has entered my sect, I must not ignore his life and death, otherwise I will be ashamed to be a teacher—"

When Li Bashan heard this, his first thought was to do something, but he looked at Ling Duoduo who was looking at him with a blank face, but he didn't know what to do. He gritted his teeth and said, "There are so many people in the Shaolin Temple, our father and daughter can't do it today To cheap, Xiaohuan, let's go!"

The two of them left with a group of Wudang disciples, and Zhishan breathed a sigh of relief, beckoning Ling Duoduo to come to him: "Sanli, I still need to tell you something, you follow me in."

Ling Duoduo really didn't expect that the first person he was looking for was himself, he was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly followed.