The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

Mountain.There are continuous mountains, and the autumn weather has not had any effect on the trees on the mountain. The shades of green are spread on the head of the little monk, covering the little monk from the glare of the sun.

The little monk was holding a Zen staff half taller than himself in his hand, and was carrying a small package on his back. There was a big leaf on his bare head, and there were still traces of crying on his round eyes, and his body was gray. Pupu's clothes were frayed.

He has been walking for a day and a night.

The top of this mountain was originally the home of the young monk, and it has become the master of the old monk and the young monk depended on each other. Although the old monk asked the young monk to practice exercises, carry water, chop firewood, and read scriptures that he could not understand every day, the young monk still I like Master very much.

Because the master will not only cook for him, but also sew clothes for him, tell stories, and tell him what kind of fruit is edible, what kind of plant is poisonous... and when the little monk is bitten by mosquitoes and cannot sleep Watching the little monk all night to drive away mosquitoes.

But now the little monk has no master.

The little monk knew a long time ago that the master would not be with him forever. When he asked the master what "death" is, the master told him that everyone will die, and death is reincarnation. The whole world is practice, and when the practice is over Afterwards, in the eyes of others, it is death.

"Will Master die too?" The little monk held a scripture book bigger than his own face, his eyes widened.

The master touched the young monk's bare head, and said with a smile: "Of course, the master is also a human being, so of course he will die."

The little monk thought for a while, and then asked, "When will Master die?"

The master's hand touching his head stopped, and then he sighed lowly.

The little monk heard the master say, "It's almost here."

... When is it coming soon?The little monk didn't know, but the master never finished his practice, and the little monk had to carry water and firewood all the time.

Now the little monk knows that the master's health is getting worse day by day soon, and he was able to carry him down the mountain on his shoulders before, but later he can only lie on the bed, as if he fell asleep.

The master just kept sleeping like this. It was useless for the little monk to go to the mountain to find a lot of food every day. The master would only wake up for a while when eating, and slept for the rest of the time.

Finally one day, Master woke up.The master was very energetic that day, and even sat up and sewed a piece of clothing for him.

Then the master smiled and told the little monk, "Go down the mountain."

While crying, the little monk dug a place to sleep for the master who had finally finished his practice. The master told him that after death, the body should stay in the soil to rest, just like the leaves will fall to the feet of a big tree.

So the little monk made a resting place for Master very carefully, hoping that Master would not be so tired in the future.

Then the little monk took the clothes that his master sewed for him before he rested, and the skills that his master had passed on to him, and went down the mountain.

The little monk started from being sensible, and all his memories are mountains, the flowers all over the mountains in spring, the fruits on the trees in summer, the leaves that change color in autumn, and the heavy snow covering the whole mountain in winter, and the master who stands so tall in the mountains, taller than a Zen stick much higher.

What's it like down the mountain?The little monk didn't know it, but the master told him to go down the mountain, and he was about to go down the mountain.

"Lu Xiaofeng, you shouldn't have come here."

here?The little monk looked back at his mountain, wondering why he couldn't come here.

The person named Lu Xiaofeng smiled and asked back: "Why can't Lu Xiaofeng come?"

Yes, why?The little monk followed suit and nodded.

"Because you came, there is only one dead!" The voice of the person who spoke at the beginning was vicious.

die?Immediately, the image of Master lying peacefully in the pit appeared in the little monk's mind, and he suddenly panicked.

Although the master has always said that death is just the end of practice, but...how sad is death.

The little monk rubbed his eyes and immediately quickened his pace.

The current little monk is no longer the little monk before. All of the master's skills are now in the little monk's body, so even if it is just an ordinary movement, it can have a different effect when the little monk wants to do it seriously.

But in a blink of an eye, the little monk followed the voice to the place where they were arguing, and almost rushed out.

At a glance, the little monk saw a group of people wearing black clothes and covering their faces surrounded the red cloak in the middle. The red cloak had nothing in their hands. Much more.

"You are not allowed to bully people!" The little monk tightened the small package on his body, held the Zen staff horizontally, and shouted loudly at the men in black.

The little monk is not afraid at all, because the master told him that he is very powerful, so be careful when going down the mountain, so as not to hurt others.But the master also said to be a good person. The little monk listened to the stories told by the master. The heroes in those stories are all good people. They punish evil and promote good. Everyone is a good person.

He also wants to be a good person.

Lu Xiaofeng's hand stroking his beard stopped immediately, this group of men in black were not experts at all, otherwise they wouldn't have dared to bluff with harsh words, but none of them dared to take action.He kept these people only because he wanted them to provide information.

But it's not a master and it's just for him - no one can guarantee that he can kill Lu Xiaofeng, not even Ximen Chuuxue.

For such a small child, anyone can easily kill him, not even more laborious than killing a chicken!

He is not even as tall as the Zen stick in his hand!

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the leading man in black and gave his subordinates a wink, feeling bad, they don't care about a child's life or death.

This information is nothing compared to the life of a child.

Lu Xiaofeng was already ready to make a move, the reason why he didn't make a move ahead of time was because the little monk's position was really unlucky, he happened to be standing behind the man in black who was in a triangle shape, as long as he moved, the three men in black would definitely take the lead start.

Then Lu Xiaofeng saw the little bald man who was not even as high as his waist holding the Zen staff, completely ignored so many men in black, looking straight at him with a pair of eyes, and comforted him by saying——

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you." The little monk nodded to the red cloak who was being bullied by a group of people, wanting him not to worry.

I heard Master say that ordinary people are fragile and get hurt easily, so I have to protect that red cloak well.The little monk made up his mind.

A man in black couldn't help laughing, his voice was full of mockery and sarcasm, but he didn't dare to say anything more, Lu Xiaofeng's hand was not just a display.

The name of "Consonant One Finger" is much more prestigious in Jianghu than their "Death-killing Chain Palm" and "Wind and Rain Fist".

What's more, Lu Xiaofeng has no rules about not killing people.

Perhaps in this arena, only the playboy of the Jiangnan Hua family and the "Brave Commander" Chu Liuxiang can't bear to kill people.

The man in black was afraid that Lu Xiaofeng would take the opportunity to attack them, and Lu Xiaofeng was also afraid that he would not be able to take care of the children in the fight, so the two sides were at a stalemate.

But the little monk had no worries. To the little monk, this was no different from rescuing a small animal caught in a trap. Anyway, the master said he was very powerful.

So the little monk swung his staff and rushed towards the man in black!

Lu Xiaofeng jumped up straight away, pointing his toes over the head of the man in black repeatedly, afraid that if he slowed down a bit, he would see only the head instead of the little bald head.

But he didn't expect that Lu Xiaofeng hadn't rushed to the little monk, and the man in black who thought he could catch him was thrown out by the little monk!

The little monk didn't pay attention to any skills or moves at all, he simply relied on brute force to be reckless, he was small, and those men in black were used to dealing with adults, where did they fight against such a small child?So it was inevitable that they had to use force according to their usual habits, but before they could touch any place of the little monk, they were thrown out by the little monk's Zen staff.

What's more, he couldn't get enough of smashing one by one, so he turned the big windmill directly!

The Zen stick was not used by the little monk at all, it was like a rounded meteor hammer. Wherever it went, the men in black screamed and fell down, lying on the ground and moaning loudly with their hands on their waists.

Lu Xiaofeng also saw the key point, and finally felt relieved, but seeing such a small child fighting with a man in black with a weapon, how can he really feel relieved?

So Lu Xiaofeng simply joined the battle.

He is naturally much faster than the little monk, and he doesn't even need a consonant finger.I saw him punching or palming, like a butterfly wearing flowers, shuttled among the men in black, wherever Lu Xiaofeng walked, the men in black fell down like wheat harvested in autumn, and never got up again.

It's not that they don't want to get up, it's just that the lumbar vertebrae that were knocked down by the little monk probably broke directly, and it's not certain whether they can stand up in the future, let alone now.And the ones that Lu Xiaofeng did were all knocked out—speaking of which, it was luckier to be knocked out by Lu Xiaofeng, at least they don't have to worry about their future lives.

But judging from the crimes they have committed, I am afraid that a broken lumbar spine is not enough to be punished.

The little monk came down with several big windmills, and half of the man in black fell directly.The little monk who was still thinking about solving the other half looked up and found that there was no one left except the big red cloak.

"It's all right now," Lu Xiaofeng looked at the child's big watery eyes, feeling a little overwhelmed, "You don't have to protect me anymore."

The combination of "protection" and Lu Xiaofeng's name seemed particularly out of place, even Lu Xiaofeng felt a little uncomfortable when he said this sentence.

The little monk who finally stopped blushed and was not out of breath. After confirming that he was really all right, he erected his Zen staff again, and said seriously to the red cloak: "Then I'm leaving, you have to be good."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the child who really walked away after saying this sentence, was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately called to the child: "Wait!"

"?" The little monk was quite puzzled when he heard the red cloak behind him.

"It's all right now, what else do you need?" The little monk turned around and asked.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly in his heart, such a young child, although he is highly skilled in martial arts, knows nothing about human relationships, and he doesn't even have a concept of danger, how can he feel at ease and let the child go alone?

"My name is Lu Xiaofeng, what's your name?" Lu Xiaofeng can assure you, he definitely showed the most gentle attitude, "Where is your home?"

With such skill at such a young age, and alone, I am afraid that those children in the family ran away from home?

Then I heard the child in front of me answer seriously.

"The little monk is just the little monk. The little monk doesn't have a name." The little monk blinked, and there was steam in his eyes again, "The little monk has no home."