The vast desert sea of clouds and fog is steadily holding out a round of red sun, reflecting the golden light of the snow-capped mountains.

Outside a small wooden house on the side of Mt. Fuji, two figures knelt on the snow and bowed.

"Squeak"

The wooden door opens without wind, revealing the simple decoration of the house and Zhou Fan sitting cross-legged on a futon.

"Come in, don't mess with all this red tape. ”

When the two heard this, they walked into the wooden house one after the other.

"Berton pays a visit to the ancestor. Under the gaze of his father Zhou Chunping, Zhou Botong maintained a gentle and polite appearance, and bowed to Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan looked at Zhou Botong with strange eyes, then looked at Zhou Chunping with a relieved face, paused and asked, "Why are you two fathers and sons here?" ”

Zhou Chunping hurriedly bowed his hand and said: "Master Qiyu, Botong is talented, diligent and studious, and the disciple has nothing to teach him."

The disciple didn't want to miss Bertong's talent, and wanted Bertone to be by the master's side for a long time.

First, you can do your filial piety, and secondly, the master is knowledgeable, and no one in the world can match, if Berton can get a true inheritance of the master, it is enough for him to be used for life. ”

Zhou Fan shook his head slowly, "Bertone is still young, how can he stay in this deep mountain with an old man like me in a good year."

It is better to send Botong to Kaifeng Quanzhen Taixue, taught by your senior brother, and study for five years, not only can you go further in knowledge, but also increase your knowledge and experience. ”

Then he looked at Zhou Bodao, who was full of joy: "Botong, are you willing?" ”

"Everything is arranged by the ancestors. ”

Even though Zhou Botong was overjoyed in his heart, he still maintained an indifferent and humble appearance.

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Although the Dongying Road has never stopped in the past 20 years, many ships of the Great Song Dynasty for ocean-going trade have to dock to rest and replenish when they pass by.

Dongying Road has also become prosperous, which can be called the Oriental Pearl of the Great Song Dynasty.

Izu Port is one of the famous seaports on Toei Road, with a direct access to the Great Song Dynasty for people on both sides of the strait.

"Botong, remember that after going to Quanzhen Taixue, you must be respectful to your master Bo and must not be offended.

During the five-year study period, if you meet the girl you like, you can express your intentions, and your mother and I will definitely not obstruct it. Zhou Chunping, whose temples were slightly white, said earnestly.

"Betten remembers his father's teachings, and hopes that his father and mother will take care of their health.

It's not early, Daddy don't have to send each other, go back to rest early. ”

Zhou Botong held his father Zhou Chunping's hand, his expression was calm and gentle, and the corners of his mouth curved into the arc of a smile.

Zhou Chunping saw his son's polite appearance, and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, I'll go first for my father, take care." ”

Seeing Zhou Chunping's back out of sight, Zhou Botong turned around and walked towards the boat.

The surrounding boat passengers saw that this boy was dressed in snow-white satin, his black hair was tied with a white ribbon, and the corners of his mouth maintained a humble smile, which was really extraordinary.

Ashamed of himself, he unconsciously got out of the way.

Led by the crew to the cabin, Zhou Botong smiled and nodded to the crew: "Thank you, little brother." ”

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, if you need anything, you can come to the deck to find me. The crew brother hurriedly waved his hand and gently closed the door as he left.

"Wow!"

Zhou Botong turned his head twice in this not big room, opened the window of the room, sat on the edge of the window, and looked into the distance.

The moist sea breeze shook Zhou Botong's face like a soft scarf.

I couldn't help but sigh: "The breath of freedom, cool!"

"Bang bang bang. There was a knock on the door.

The door opened, Zhou Botong smiled, and said to the crew who knocked on the door gently: "Little brother goes and returns, but what's the matter." ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I heard a strange scream just now, and I heard it like it came from Childe's room.

I thought something was wrong.

I guess I heard it wrong, maybe it's from the next room. Seeing that there was nothing unusual in the room, the crew brother was a little at a loss under Zhou Botong's elegant gaze.

"Xiao Sheng did hear it just now, and it's okay for Xiao Ge to ask the others. ”

"No, it shouldn't be a big deal, don't bother the son. The little brother scratched his head, sneered, and closed the door again.

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It is still early spring, and the mountain is full of greenery, green pine, green bamboo, and green grass are all showing infinite vitality.

"Fa Nan, what's the matter with you, why don't you wash the clothes in our monk's house, is your skin itchy? A hard-working monk in a gray robe yelled at the monk sitting in front of the stove.

"That's right, you've washed all the clothes of other monks' houses, but if you don't wash the clothes of our monks' houses, don't you look down on us? ”

"I guess it's because we are both monks with him, and I think we will show mercy to him, so I was lazy. ”

Fa Nan turned a deaf ear to the insults and ridicule of the few slave monks around him, and carefully felt the huge power in his body.

What the master said is indeed right, physical pain and mental torture can only practice Dacheng's strong vajra finger.

It's no wonder that there is an ascetic in Buddhism.

"Senior brother, why do you treat the Fa so badlySenior brother, shouldn't we wash the clothes ourselves? A young hard-working monk couldn't bear to say when he saw that the senior brothers were so difficult.

The hard-working monk who was asked suddenly paused and thought for a moment, "Well, everyone is like this, and I don't know why, why do you care so much."

Haven't you seen that the other brothers and sisters are like this, it must be that this Fa martyr has done some evil things. ”

"That's right, there is a reason why the brothers and sisters of Shaolin treat me like this. ”

Fa Jian finally opened his mouth, stood up, and said with a compassionate face.

The surging true qi agitated and vigorous, making the monks present feel dull in their hearts.

Although the Dharma martyrdom was unkempt, the monks' robes were also tattered, and there was a strong smell of sweat on their bodies.

The monks instinctively felt a panic.

"The little monk's master once fought with Master Lingxing, and he was slightly better, and he killed Master Lingxing by mistake.

The master was also seriously injured and was swarmed by the Shaolin monks and beaten to death with sticks. ”

Step by step, the Dharma tribulation went to the monks.

After that, the little monk was severely tortured by the Shaolin monks, wanting to obtain the secret of the powerful vajra finger.

In the end, the interrogation was fruitless, and the little monk was released.

But since then, the senior brothers have made things difficult for the little monk everywhere, and the dirty work is handed over to the little monk, but if there is a little bit of trouble, they will beat and scold.

The teachings of the senior brothers are remembered by the little monks and dare not forget.

Now that the little monk has achieved great achievements, it is time to repay the senior brothers. ”

Another step out, the monks with good eyes can see, the ground where the Dharma is difficult to walk is sunk half a finger deep, and the outline of the soles of the shoes is clearly visible.

"You...... What are you doing...... Don't come here. ”

Dharma Nan clasped his hands together and said compassionately: "Amitabha, the little monk is willing to help you senior brothers and send them to the Western Bliss to see Rulai." ”