The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

"What did you say?" Lu Xiaofeng doubted his ears for the first time.

The little monk thought very clearly: "Aren't they going to grab it? Then we will give it out in advance so that everyone knows, who are they going to grab?"

Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng were dumbfounded.

The most important thing in the arena is martial arts cheats. Although gold, silver and jewelry are good, they are far less attractive to martial arts practitioners than martial arts cheats. Anyone who has something like a sword manual can't wait to swallow it. Anyone want to share their secrets?

"Then you want everyone to know?" Lu Xiaofeng felt that this was not good, but because of the shock he received, his mind was still in a state of rigidity, and he didn't even think of a one, two, three.

"Of course not!" The little monk gave Lu Xiaofeng a strange look, not understanding why he would think this way, "We need to find good people with good conduct, it doesn't matter whether their martial arts are strong or weak, and then invite them to watch together."

Hua Manlou thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "This is a good idea, it really is thoughtful and thoughtful!"

Both of them have a kind of innocence unique to children, although Lu Xiaofeng also has it, but after all, he has experienced too much being concealed and deceived, so he is more vigilant than the two of them.

"People's hearts are changeable, not to mention fighting Mi En or Mi En, if you give them today, what will they do against you tomorrow?" Lu Xiaofeng was worried.

The little monk waved his hands gracefully: "Let's talk about the future! And even if there are a few villains, we can't all be villains, right?"

After all, Lu Xiaofeng is Lu Xiaofeng, so he digested such shocking words in a while, and now he also smiled and said: "I am worrying for nothing! It's just that everyone is in different places, and it will not be long before we get together, and the selection of candidates is also very troublesome."

"Lu Xiaofeng!" The little monk looked serious, "How can you find it troublesome? I believe in you, you won't be overwhelmed by such a small difficulty!"

"?" Lu Xiaofeng was stunned!

"Wait, wasn't this your idea? Why did it become my business again?" Lu Xiaofeng argued hard.

But he forgot that children are the last thing to be reasonable.

The little monk tugged Hua Manlou, who was smiling but silent, with a sly smile in his round eyes: "You know a lot of people! Besides, you are a reliable adult, and I am still a child. Why is such an important matter so important?" Can you give it to a child?"

Hua Manlou smiled and patted Lu Xiaofeng on the shoulder: "I believe in you too."

Lu Xiaofeng froze on the spot, clutching his fragile heart, wanting to cry without tears.

It was obviously a huge crisis, but it disappeared while the three of them laughed.If anyone is lucky enough to hear this conversation, I am afraid it can become a lifetime conversation.

After all, the little monk is not a devil after all, he didn't throw all the matter to Lu Xiaofeng.The three conceived together, and quickly came up with the most suitable solution at the moment.

But in terms of martial arts, it is the most inappropriate. Many people have no connection between their conduct and martial arts. The reason for the crime of Huai Bi is the same everywhere, and handing over the cheats to a person without martial arts will actually harm him.

And they have to think about it, if they just say that they only choose good character, wouldn't those who are not selected be angry?This is contrary to their original purpose.

The three of them don't value foreign things so much, and they all agree that if the "Nine Suns Manual" causes waves in the martial arts world that has finally calmed down in recent years, it is definitely not what they want to see.

Now only Shaolin Temple ordered the young monk to be chased and killed. When other people get the news, I am afraid that the whole world will be involved.

Even those senior masters who have been famous for a long time will never immediately change their practice just because they read a book of advanced martial arts, but martial arts can be verified by each other, and even if they don't practice, few people can resist such a temptation.

The colorless master of the past.Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang only listened to a few fragments of the Nine Suns Manual, and then they learned the peerless inner strength, and they established a sect based on this. This is enough to show what kind of peerless treasure the Nine Suns Manual is!

So the little monk came up with a whim and decided to hold a trial that everyone could participate in. Lu Xiaofeng would lead the bridge and set up a line, so that the heads of various sects would come up with questions and judge together. Each level has different themes and contents, and even different The trials received by different people are also different. As long as they can pass the trials, they can get a copy of the "Nine Suns Manual" handwritten by the little monk. If they can get the favor of other masters, there may even be other rewards !

This is a big project, Lu Xiaofeng is eager to try it, if it can be completed, it will definitely be an unprecedented event!If there are legends in the future, they will also be able to leave their names in the stories passed down by word of mouth!

"There is one more thing," the little monk touched the Zen stick in his hand, "This is something left by my master. If everyone guesses correctly, then I should have a brother. The matter of spreading the Nine Suns Scripture should be related to Brothers should discuss it together."

These words made sense, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou naturally had no reason not to agree, they immediately packed up and prepared to leave.

Although the Shaolin Temple was very powerful and even issued an order to capture Shi Xin alive, the martial arts of the three of them were already unrivaled in the Jianghu, and the disciples who were patrolling everywhere couldn't even find their shadows.

The total distance from Shaoshi Mountain to Wudang Mountain is more than 400 kilometers. They were in a hurry, but they also had to consider the young monk's health.Naturally, Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng could travel day and night, but the little monk couldn't, it still took three days.

The climate of Wudang Mountain is not far from that of Shaoshi Mountain, but there is a Shaolin Temple on Shaoshi Mountain, so the Zen atmosphere is stronger.On the other hand, Wudang Mountain is dominated by Taoism, and the whole mountain looks like a fairy, which is very consistent with the sect.

The mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist. Unlike the large fiery red maple leaves on Shaoshi Mountain, the green on the upper layer of Wudang Mountain gradually disappears, and the yellow slowly climbs up the branches, which is another beautiful scene.

Lu Xiaofeng has a lot of friends, and it is not a lie to say that he has some friendship with Song Yuanqiao.As soon as the three of them walked halfway up the mountain, they saw a young man in his 20s waiting by the side of the road.He was dressed in a Wudang Taoist robe, carrying a long sword on his back, with a white face and a pleasing smile on his face, and the little monk couldn't help but feel relieved.

Before coming here, the little monk was still worried about what would happen if the Wudang sect became the same as the Shaolin Temple, but now seeing Song Yuanqiao, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lu Xiaofeng, last time we said goodbye, I lost three rounds to you, this time you have to be careful!" Song Yuanqiao and Lu Xiaofeng were no strangers, and laughed before saying anything.

Lu Xiaofeng would not be polite either, he laughed and said: "If you have any good wine in Wudang, just bring it out, if I can leave you with a sip, I will lose!"

"Song Daochang said so, but he put the mouse into the granary, and you will never stop until it is empty." Hua Manlou teased with a smile.

Song Yuanqiao smiled and said: "Is this the Playboy? Sure enough, it is no different from the rumors. Compared with Playboy, we are like wild monkeys!"

Hua Manlou hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and pushed the little monk out to introduce him: "We took the liberty to come to visit this time, presumably Daoist Song has heard of it too?"

"If you don't dislike it, just call me by my name. It's not awkward enough to say one Taoist leader!" Song Yuanqiao smiled heartily, and then said seriously, "I've heard that the master is very concerned about this matter, and specially ordered me to meet him here. .”

Song Yuanqiao bowed his hands to the young monk, his attitude was more serious than that to Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou: "Is this Zen Master Shi Xin? My master has been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

The scenery of Wudang Mountain is naturally excellent, but the little monk didn't care to watch it at all, and even had cold sweat on his hands, which was wiped away hastily by the little monk.

Is he really his senior brother?Why do you say that Master was already dead?What the hell is going on with all this?The little monk held back the question and finally had a chance to ask it, but he was even more flustered than before.

What if not?The master is actually the master, and has nothing to do with the master Jueyuan who they said has passed away long ago. He is still alone, with no family and no school, only Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng.

The feeling of nostalgia is more timid, this sentence is a true portrayal of the little monk's current mood.

The little monk didn't care at all, walked through several doors and detoured several roads, the hem of his clothes was almost torn by himself, and finally saw the rumored head of the Wudang sect, Zhang Sanfeng.

He combed his hair meticulously, looked only 30 years old, and wore a wide-sleeved robe, which was different from the Taoist robe on Song Yuanqiao.Maybe it was because he was at home, so he didn't carry a weapon with him, and only had a cup of tea at hand.

Song Yuanqiao seemed to have said something to Zhang Sanfeng, but the little monk didn't hear a word, just stood there blankly.

Zhang Sanfeng was the first to speak: "You... your master, but the dharma name is far away, and there is a brown birthmark on the right arm?"

He and Jueyuan lived together for more than ten years, and they supported each other like a father and son. Unless they face each other day and night, it is impossible to know such small details.

The brown mark when the master raised his arm and slid down the sleeve flashed before the little monk's eyes. Because the master was old, the color was not obvious, and the shape was nothing special, so he never paid attention to it before.

But now, this has become the only secret code that can be spoken when recognizing relatives.

Jue Yuan followed the rules, the most out of the ordinary thing was learning the Nine Suns Manual, and betrayed Shaolin in order to protect his apprentice and Guo Xiang.He doesn't even have any characteristics that can be recognized at a glance. When the little monk talks to others, he can only say that his martial arts are very good.

"Yes...he does have a brown birthmark..." The little monk was in a trance when he heard his own voice ringing in his ears.

Zhang Sanfeng had a premonition, and couldn't help crying when he heard this answer.He has practiced for many years, and he has already seen all kinds of secular world thoroughly, but when he heard the news of his master who thought he had passed away long ago, he still couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart.

Seeing him crying, the little monk felt uncomfortable for some reason, and tried to comfort him: "Don't cry, Master always said that he hoped there would be no more suffering in the world. If you... you are like this, Master will be unhappy if he finds out."

"...Yes." This sentence made Zhang Sanfeng's eyes warm again, but he also knew that he was too rude to the guests, so he closed his eyes to hold back the tears, and forced a smile. "I lost my temper."

Song Yuanqiao silently handed over the silk handkerchief, and quietly changed a cup of warm tea, looking at his master, worry mixed with relief.

These jobs should have been done by Xiao Daotong, but today he lost his composure, and all the idlers in the hall were dismissed, leaving only five of them.

Zhang Sanfeng wiped away his tears, he had a big heart, he recovered for a moment, looked at the bewildered little monk and said softly: "You should call me senior brother. Although the master has passed away, the senior brother is still there. In the future, the Wudang sect Shang Shang treats you the same as he treats me, as long as senior brother is still there, you still have a home!"

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