"It's not that it's inappropriate, but it's too proper, it's wonderful!" Don't mention Shima, he couldn't hide his excitement, "Senior brother, take a look at it again, look at these few words! According to these few words, even if our thirteen-fold wave yoga skills are practiced to the point of reaching the peak, even if you and I can be blue, and in the future we will surpass Master's achievements, it still cannot be compared with the realm described in these few sentences! There will still be a big gap!"

Budroso disagreed: "Senior brother, you are thinking too much, this is just a few poetic feelings, maybe it has nothing to do with martial arts cultivation." ”

"Senior brother, when martial arts reach a realm like ours, we would rather believe in the higher-level Dongdong first! What's more, these few words have obviously appeared in front of our eyes, and we still don't believe that they are true? Senior brother, no matter how you look at them, I attach great importance to these few words. How can there be no cause for such a few sentences to appear in such a precious book? Let me ask, is it possible for ordinary talented people who only understand Zi Yue Shiyun to come into contact with this book, and his handwriting has not been erased by the masters of Shaolin Temple, is there no special reason for it?"

"Oh, yes, Senior Brother has a very reasonable analysis. ”

"Master, you and I have cultivated to a bottleneck, and we haven't made progress for a long time, it's not that we have no room for improvement, it's just that we haven't found the direction of progress yet. If you look at these few sentences as a description of martial arts, compared to them, you and I can't make bones drill out of muscles, nor can we use a robe to press the tide of the sea, how far away is this gap......"

"Senior brother, if you say so, the realm described in this passage is indeed extraordinary, and even our masters who are widely recognized as invincible in the world, including the unfathomable Master Bayeux, have not yet reached this kind of level. These words are so mysterious, is there really such a great power in the world? I doubt it!"

"Senior brother, no matter what you think, these words touched me a lot anyway. I don't know if Master, his old man noticed these words. I'm going to take this scripture away, and this time I must return it to the original master of Shaolin Temple. From now on, even the master and his old man will never see the true handwriting of these words. Junior brother, you wait for me, I will copy these lines now, and you must take my copy back to Master. I would also like to bring what I just said to Master. You should submit it as soon as the master leaves the customs, and ask him and all the uncles and uncles to take a good look at it and see if you can use this as a reference to set up a higher and farther direction for the sect. Senior brother, this is a major matter of the master, senior brother, I only ask you for this one thing, can you do it?"

"Senior brother, don't worry!"

"Senior brother, I know that you are a person who can be trusted, and even Master often entrusts important matters to you, of course I am more at ease. But I still have to say a few more words, you must do this, millions, thousands! Maybe just a few words will be related to the future of this door. You must not be negligent in the slightest, I have arrived in the Great Qing Empire, and the first time I have communicated with Master, I will definitely confirm this matter!"

Don't mention Shmo, as he spoke, he waved his palm, and if he didn't have the power of his palm, he cut off a piece of his clothes.

Budraso was still a little distracted, his thoughts could not fully fit into his senior brother's thoughts, was it really that important? He was still a little puzzled, and he didn't expect that the senior brother would cut off a robe at once.

Buderosso suddenly had a sense of foreboding, and he opened his mouth wide, but he did not speak.

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It's all cut, and it's just a futile mess.

Unbeknownst to him, he squatted down, spread the placket on his knees, his eyes fixed on the lines, and his right hand held the five fingers as if he were holding a pen. He was focused on his copying of the big things, and he had no distractions, nothing else, which was really completely disregarded.

He didn't really have a pen in his hand, and of course he didn't use ink, and he didn't bite his finger to write a bloody book.

Twenty and six years after entry, copying more than 100,000 volumes of scriptures, not to mention Shimo's pen and ink skills, will only be deeper than martial arts.

He's ready, mostly mentality and verve. He will forget himself and do things with his hands.

In Buderosso's eyes, Betishmo's whole person suddenly melted into the moonlight, became a part of the moonlight, and he lost himself.

All that was left was a right hand and a one-foot-three-inch long and wide cloth one foot three inches below!

That hand writes in the air, arbitrarily automatic, the charm is full, and the mystery is infinite - the freehand in the air!

I didn't use pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and I didn't touch the cloth, but on the cloth, there was a very vivid shadow!

He's writing in the shadow of the moonlight!

How long does it take, just wave your hand, and it will be done in an instant.

The moon shadow is like a fine stone of swimming fish, and the shadow cloth is on the silk!

There are not many shadows, and Buderosso's discerning eyes see that they are the handwritten lines on the scriptures.

It's exactly the same! not almost, it's exactly the same!

This kind of copying kung fu, even if it is a close brother, Buderosso is the first time to see it.

This senior brother has superpowers that no one else can match, far beyond Buddhism and martial arts.

Right before Buderosso's eyes, the moonlight fell like flowing water, and the water fell to fruition—the entity of Betishmo reappeared from the moonlight like flowing water.