The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

"Nine Suns Scripture?" These four words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all stared at the young monk who was still standing in the field.

This is the "Nine Suns Manual"!The rumored peerless secret book written by Patriarch Bodhidharma contains all the insights and insights of Patriarch Bodhidharma, even if you read a sentence or a sentence, you can get some insights, let alone a whole secret book!

Wuhua's complexion also changed slightly in a corner where no one was paying attention.

The little monk didn't pay attention to the "Nine Suns Manual" at all, only the word "Jueyuan" filled his mind.

There seemed to be various pictures circling in front of me. There was only a wooden bed with a thin quilt, and a few piles of scriptures beside the bed. The scriptures were empty except for the printed words, without any signs.The windows are covered with dim white paper, and the skylight struggles to penetrate through the pasted paper, and there seems to be a shadow that stands out.

But the little monk only saw the shadow once, and when he wanted to observe carefully, the master had already torn off the piece of window paper and threw it into the stove fire. The cold wind howled in, making the little monk shiver.The master seemed to sigh, found out his old clothes and hung them on the window, barely holding some heat.

Later... the little monk was in a daze. He was too young at that time, was he three years old?Still four years old?But that shadow seemed to be particularly clear again, quietly engraved on the withered yellow leaves in front of him.

It seems to be the word "jueyuan".

The little monk asked blankly: "Is the person you are talking about very good at martial arts, doesn't talk often, and has read a lot of books?"

There is no difference between saying this kind of characteristic and not saying it, but the person who spoke seems to have got some kind of trick, pushing out the crowd and coming out, even though his body is too old to be rickety, he still has an undiminished bearing, his eyes are piercing: "He Who are you?"

"He is my master." The little monk's eyes were dull, and the pictures of the past appeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

Master once told many stories, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Wujue Huashan Lunjian, but he only regarded it as what the master heard.Because Master said so little, how could I tell such wonderful stories?Master also talked about Shaolin Temple, but he only talked about the scenery of Shaolin Temple, and never mentioned anything else.He has no name, no relatives, and no past.

He has only one little monk who has been waiting to be fed until he is eight years old.

He didn't even give the little monk a name.

Because the names of Shaolin Temple are all particular, and the rules of what generation people use what words will never change.But this silent monk, who has been with books all his life, finally did not give the child he raised with his own hands a name representing Shaolin.

What was he thinking about?He has always respected the temple rules, will he have resentment in the end?

Nobody knows.

The little monk didn't even know.

He just wanted to go back, to that mountain, to see the land where Master was sleeping.

When the leaves turn around and the streams rush through the four seasons, can Master's practice start again?

The old man who stood up had a white beard and sneered: "He is a good apprentice!"

Although the little monk sometimes couldn't understand the meaning of other people's words, he was extremely sensitive to emotions. He naturally heard that this was not a good thing, and immediately pulled it out of his memory, followed by a cold snort: "Naturally it is better than your apprentice!"

"You!" This old man is Wuxiang. He has been in charge of the Shaolin Dharma Academy for a long time. Where has he heard such words?Besides, he was old, Chan Master Tianming already passed away, but he was not far behind.It's just that he has a strong temper, like a blast of carbon, never willing to show weakness in front of others, and no disciple dares to disrespect him.

Seeing a child today who dared to yell at him, how could he bear it?Immediately shouted: "The disciples of the Bodhidharma Academy listen to the order! This son is a disciple after being sentenced, and the inner strength he learned is the treasure of Shaolin, so hurry up and take him down!"

All the disciples shouted "Okay!", and immediately greeted the young monk with fists, palms, spears and sticks.

They were already surrounded by the outer circle, and for the convenience of viewing, they even spontaneously surrounded a large circle, trapping the little monk and Wuhua firmly inside.Now that Wu Xiang gave an order, which of the disciples would dare not do it?Taking advantage of the right time and place, each of them showed their strength and vowed to keep this traitor behind!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Xiaofeng squeezed in like a fish swimming in the crowd, picked up the young monk who was struggling to resist with one hand, let go of his internal strength and shouted: "Use less to bully more and use the weak to defeat the strong, this is Shaolin Is it the way of hospitality!"

Such a loud shout sounded in everyone's ears like thunder, and the movements of his hands froze immediately. What Lu Xiaofeng waited for was just such a moment, he lifted the little monk and walked over the heads of the people, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace up.

When the others came back to their senses, they saw that the arena was empty, not even a piece of clothes could be found.

Wuxiang's body is no longer able to use force, and seeing this situation, he became even more angry, and even looked at Wuhua who lost to the childish child, he turned around and left with a cold snort—he wanted to go back and order Shi Xin to be hunted down, vowing to achieve his goal !

Not only for Shaolin's face, but more for "Nine Suns Manual"!That day Wuse listened to a few words Jueyuan recited, and came back to realize Shaolin Nine Suns Kung Fu, which is extremely powerful.If there is a full version, Shaolin will at least be able to continue its glory for another thousand years!

What's more, Jueyuan originally learned it from the Shurangama Sutra, so it should be returned to Shaolin.

But Wu Xiang's idea did not get the support of other senior brothers. At this time, no one dared to disturb Abbot Tianming. It was God's blessing that he lived to such an age. Why bother Abbot Qingxiu with common things?

However, the other brothers and sisters all persuaded him earnestly: "Although that is the case, Jue Yuan and Zhang... Zhang Junbao first helped Shaolin defeat the enemy, but was chased to death by Shaolin—although Jue Yuan didn't know what kind of adventure happened and did not die. , but it also caused criticism in the world. Now that Zhang Junbao changed his name to Zhang Sanfeng and set up a sect, if he chased and killed another eight-year-old child, wouldn’t it be even more ridiculed?"

What they didn't say was that Zhang Sanfeng was full of wings, and the Wudang faction was no longer a small sect.There is another branch of Wudang to watch and help each other. The two factions are called South Wudang and North Wudang. Although they are not different, they are also one.

What's more, Shi Xin's own martial arts are not weak, and he has a good relationship with Lu Xiaofeng - Lu Xiaofeng's connections are so extensive, I am afraid that there are his friends in the palace, offending such a person is no different from offending half the world, or the most terrifying half A river and a lake!

As for Ximen Chuuxue, Ye Gucheng and others, they were not counted. I heard that he and Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng fought once, even if they didn't fight each other, their relationship would not be so good.

The little monk didn't know anything about their deliberation, now he is crowded in a room with Lu Xiaofeng Huamanlou, even the cakes on the table can't attract his attention.

Lu Xiaofeng gulped down a whole pot of tea, slumped on the chair and heaved a long sigh of relief, and then cheered up.

"If it's really Zen Master Jueyuan...I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Shaolin in the future." Lu Xiaofeng leaned on the chair with his hands hanging straight, his head resting on the back of the chair, as if his bones had been pulled out.

The little monk asked: "Do you know him?"

Although it is not sure whether Zen Master Jueyuan is really the master of the young monk, it is almost the same, and the young monk is very concerned.

"I heard that 30 years ago, the 'Three Sages of Kunlun' came to challenge Shaolin Temple, but Shaolin Temple was invincible. At that time, it was Zen Master Jueyuan and his apprentice Zhang Junbao—that is, Zhang Sanfeng, the head of Nanwudang—with iron chains They used wooden barrels to retreat from the enemy, but they didn't want to be chased and killed by Shaolin in the name of violating temple rules, and together with them was Guo Xiang." After finishing this long list, Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath.

"What happened later?" the little monk asked hastily.

Hua Manlou continued: "Later, Zen Master Jueyuan escorted them to escape alone, but passed away on the way. Guo Nvxia later founded the Emei School, and Zhang Sanfeng became the head of the Wudang School."

The little monk was stunned: "Passed away? Then...then my master..."

Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly said: "It's just a rumor, maybe there are other discrepancies? If you want to know the truth, why don't you ask the head of the Wudang sect?"

"That's not bad." Hua Manlou nodded lightly, "I heard that he is open-minded and kind-hearted, and he must be different from Shaolin."

"It's rare for you to be so mean!" Lu Xiaofeng laughed.

Hua Manlou also laughed: "Why don't I think so? How can there be mean people in the world?"

The little monk anxiously raised his hand to signal: "Then how do you go to the Wudang faction! Do you want to prepare a gift? If it is true, isn't he my brother?"

"Don't worry." Lu Xiaofeng smiled mysteriously, "I also have some friendship with Song Yuanqiao, wouldn't it save a lot of effort if I ask him to introduce you?"

"Wow!" The little monk's eyes sparkled, "Lu Xiaofeng, you are so amazing!"

The three of them discussed it properly, and immediately prepared to leave for Wudang, but they heard a commotion outside, which seemed to be related to Shaolin Temple, so they couldn't help but stop and listen carefully.

"Shaolin Temple is not going to force Zen Master Shi Xin to death."

"However, I didn't expect that Monk Shixin would have such a life experience. Even if Shaolin Temple said that he was going to be captured alive, that Wudang sect is not a vegetarian!"

"Who would have thought of this? But... hey, Shaolin Temple is the final word, look at the disciples they send out, aren't they sent to be beaten by others! To put it bluntly, they just don't want to lose face!"

"Face?" Someone sneered, "It's even more embarrassing to do this to an eight-year-old child. What's even more embarrassing is that people ran away after the attack. Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if you don't take him back!"

"You can't say that, isn't there still Lu Xiaofeng!"

"Can Lu Xiaofeng protect that child all the time? I can't see it! From now on, if he doesn't go out, as long as he goes out, where is there no temple? Where there are temples, there are monks from Shaolin Temple!"

"Don't you know how powerful Chan Master Shi Xin is? I think Shaolin Temple doesn't want to send masters, but dare not! It's even more embarrassing to be beaten by Zen Master if he was captured alive!"

"That Wuhua played so well in the first place, what seven wonderful monks, isn't he still unable to beat a child? I heard no, he even forced children to come on stage at the beginning."

"Whether it's forced or not, isn't it all agreed, just listen to it. Do you treat it as an ordinary child? His martial arts are higher than yours in the womb!"

"If I can learn the Nine Suns Manual, I can be this high." Someone sighed, "But aren't we not so lucky?"

The rest was full of meaningless gags, and Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flashed a trace of solemnity: "It seems that within three days, this news will be spread."

Hua Manlou said: "The Shaolin Temple is so aggressive, and the world is not blind. It's just that the secret books of the "Nine Suns Manual" are precious, and I don't know how many people will want to kill people to seize the treasure."

The little monk clenched his fists, as if he had made up his mind: "How about we send out the Nine Suns Manual!"

The author has something to say: Wuwu is 3 minutes late

The timeline has changed! !Everything inconsistent with the original is private! !don't scold me woo woo woo

Woow, the cuties are really enthusiastic, I am so touched by QAQ, stretching out their big fluffy tails!