After thinking about it, Xu Guanlin suddenly decided, forget it, anyway, Fan Er is also a generous woman, and she has always been tolerant of high-value beauties, so she shouldn't worry about this problem anymore.

Anyway, there is no evidence yet, maybe one day, my sister herself can't stand it and takes the initiative to give up Wang Yi?

Until then, be good friends!

At least, Wang Yi is a good friend.

Keenly aware of the changes in Xu Guanlin's words, Wang Yi patted him on the shoulder gratefully, smiled, and everything was silent.

At this time, Fan Yanqi, who was walking in front, turned around, smiled, and handed over the mobile phone: "I told everyone, they are all celebrating you!"

Wang Yi also wanted to show off, so he immediately took the phone and looked at it, happy.

A screen full of flowers, cakes, applause, thumbs up.

He also quickly posted a laughing WeChat: "Not enough, far from enough! I want a kiss and a hug!"

The first WeChat response quickly popped up, and it was sent by Le Xiaolian: "Oh my God! Isn't this supposed to be done by Kiki?" @女王陛下. ”

He Tian bubbled up right after: "+1" followed by a sweet smile.

Xu Qingyin: "+1" is followed by a cup of coffee.

Wen Yinqin: "+1" is followed by a piece of cake.

Wang Yi thought secretly, I don't know if Qiqi told Xiao Lian and Yinqin at the end?

Listening to this reply, it seems like I don't know.

At this time, Fan Yanqi, who was walking in front of him, also replied, and said in a cool tone: "Owe!"

In WeChat, it was Le Xiaolian who was the first to respond, and once again posted an expression covering her mouth and snickering: "Tut...... Your Majesty, it's rare that you actually owe a debt!"

Yes, Kiki, you are so unkind, such a long-face thing, such a graceful thing that is worth boasting about for a lifetime, how can you owe a reward?

At this moment, it is in Shaolin Temple, otherwise Wang Yi will immediately step forward and protest with practical actions, let's not be in debt.

Looking at Fan Yanqi's graceful back with some regret, Wang Yi quickly sent a WeChat message to his parents and all other relatives and friends who knew that he was going to Shaolin, informing him of the result.

Roar, roar, brother is now an out-and-out martial arts master!

The young heroes who can fight the eighteen bronze people array, if you want to come here for more than a thousand years, there are no more than 100, right?

So, before Wang Yi came to the dining hall of Shaolin Temple, Nie Xiaoli's phone came in, and her voice was unusually high, exclaiming, and delighted: "Son, you actually ...... Broke the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation? Oh my God, are you still my son?"

Wang Yi covered his face weakly, and then moaned into the mobile phone, groaning: "Mom, did you hold the wrong baby in the hospital at the beginning?"

"No, you must be my own child!" Nie Xiaoli immediately surrendered on her mobile phone and said categorically: "A hundred DNA tests are also true! No one can deny it!"

Wang Yi smiled. This is my mother's style.

Nie Xiaoli continued to say happily: "Great! My son is not only handsome, not only rich, but also educated, and a master of martial arts! Haha, this time you don't have to stay in Shaolin Temple as a coolie." Hey, son, go home early and decorate your villa if it's okay, your aunt and I are still counting on going to the villa for the New Year, it's warm!"

Wang Yi's smile deepened rapidly, and he immediately responded happily: "No problem!"

Come to think of it, my mother can take this matter again and boast about it in front of the neighbors of the machine factory for a while, right?

He just hung up the phone, Song Raotai and Liu Zhongnan also called to congratulate, and the eldest in the dormitory, He Fan, and the second child, Zheng Rong, replied in WeChat in surprise: "What game? Tell me, I'll try it too." ”

Wang Yi fell to the ground. These two guys, don't you watch the online news?

The video of Confucius Temple has also been on today's headlines, right?

Forget it, don't share it with them, when school starts, Liu Zhongnan will naturally explain.

……

The dishes made by Shaolin Temple for Wang Yi, Fan Yanqi and Xu Guanlin naturally taste different from the big pot of rice outside, and although Wang Yi successfully opened up the eighteen bronze arrays, he did not show arrogance in his words and actions, and he still respected Shaolin, so the atmosphere of this meal was quite harmonious.

After lunch, Xu Guanlin left first, and Fan Yanqi also said that he wanted to go around, look at the scenery and say goodbye in a funny way, and let Wang Yi face Master Xiong of Luohan Hall and other warrior monks who practiced the powerful Vajra palm.

Wang Yi did not hide his secrets anymore, and confirmed the entry-level palm techniques obtained from his empowerment with Master Xiong and other senior monks one by one. Of course, there is no need to say what you feel.

After all the entry-level moves and mental methods were shared, Wang Yi discovered that the original Shaolin Temple's basic-level powerful vajra palm was also partially disabled.

Moreover, it has reached the basic level, and then it has gone up.

Fortunately, I have been empowered at the basic level.

Come to think of it, the senior monks who left this peerless discipline in the past have at least practiced to the basic level.

If you just learn the entry-level palm technique, you will come in a hurry, and if you don't do it well, you will be defeated, and you will not be able to receive the respect you have now.

Master Xiong and the other monks were also overjoyed, looking at Wang Yi's eyes much kinder, and even had the meaning of treating him as their own.

So, when he had dinner again in the evening, Wang Yi saw that several senior monks of the Dharma Academy were still accompanying the guests.

Master Wuwu smiled slightly: "Amitabha, the benevolence and righteousness of the king donor, for the temple to complete the lost palm method, so that the temple of this stunt can reproduce the glory of the year, is considered the great benefactor of the temple, but the king donor does not worry about gold and silver vulgar things, and the old man and others can only repay the friendship of the king donor with a table of food." ”

Wang Yi smiled: "It's just right, I'm also thinking about the dishes of your temple, so I'm welcome!"

……

Although it is a vegetarian dish, because the warrior monks need a lot of energy to replenish it, the amount of this vegetarian dish is still much more than that of ordinary Buddhist temples, and although Wang Yi's appetite is amazing, he is still full.

On this day, he did not go down the mountain again, but stayed in the Zen monastery at the invitation of Master Xiong.

Shaolin at night is closed to pilgrims and tourists, so the temple is very quiet and empty.

This is a deep mountain, the jungle is lush, and the temperature is a little cooler than that of Songzhou City, but it is a bit refreshing in early autumn.

After Wang Yi took a bath, he walked comfortably in the quiet and slightly empty temple, but he could understand the feelings of these monks.

It's very comfortable to practice martial arts here.

Compared with the pure and quiet Zen town of Lianhua Bay, the Zen of Shaolin Temple is not only born and detached, but also solemn, compassionate and strong.

This is probably related to the Shaolin Temple to the Wuli Temple, the chanting of the evening class is quiet, tolerant, and peaceful, but the martial arts practice of the evening exercise is strong, hardworking, and unyielding.

Always practicing martial arts, but also irritating.

If you can practice martial arts and cultivate your mind, it will help you comprehend the intent of boxing.