Hearing the young monk say this, Fang Qiu was even more sure that this monk who looked almost as young as himself was his father's Shaolin Temple master, Master Yuan Ruo.

Fang Qiu didn't believe in such a thing as crane hair and youthful appearance, but now he believes it.

If it weren't for the fact that Master Yuan Ruo knew in advance that he was already over a hundred years old, just looking at Master Yuan Ruo's appearance, others would definitely guess that the master's age would not exceed thirty at most.

Being teased by Master Yuan Ruo, Fang Qiu scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "Master, I'm really just a layman, don't laugh at me when you keep up." ”

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you." Master Yuan Ruo pointed to the fruits on the table, "Well, that plate of fruits belongs to you." ”

"Then you're welcome!" Fang Qiu held the fruit in both hands at the same time, opened his bow left and right, gobbled it up, and ate it uncontrollably.

He was so hungry that seeing the food was like a pervert meeting a beautiful woman and pounced on it.

Three times and five divided by two, Fang Qiu ate a whole plate of fruit in the blink of an eye, and finally regained a little strength.

Seeing that Fang Qiu had finished eating, Master Yuan Ruo smiled and said, "Little guy, you have come all the time, and it is impossible for me to ask you to return empty-handed." In this way, there is a stone cave behind my hut, and on the wall inside is carved a series of diagrams of the moves of the Bodhidharma True Fist. If you can string together this series of moves, you will be considered to have learned this set of Dharma True Fist. ”

"Thank you, Master!" Fang Qiu thanked Master Yuan Ruo, and then couldn't wait to rush into the cave behind the hut.

Master Yuan Ruo smiled and asked, "Xiao Shi, how long do you think he will stay in there this time?" ”

Xiao Shi is Master Yuan Ruo's nickname for the abbot of Shaolin, and only Master Yuan Ruo has this qualification, who else dares to call the abbot Xiao Shi?

The abbot touched his old bald head, thought for a while, and then said: "He is a martial idiot like his father, I guess he will stay at least until tomorrow......"

In less than two minutes, Fang Qiu hurriedly ran out of the cave, and saw that the abbot was dumbfounded: "What's going on, can't such a profound martial art attract him?" ”

Fang Qiu grinned a little embarrassedly: "I have already taken pictures of the moves inside with my mobile phone, and I am going to study it well when I go home." That one...... Can I go home now? ”

Abbot: "............"

The abbot quickly sent Fang Qiu out of the Shaolin Temple, in fact, there is an exit at the bottom of this cliff, and as soon as it comes out, it is at the foot of the Shaolin Temple, and even the way down the mountain is saved.

As soon as he walked out of the Shaolin Temple, Fang Qiu immediately bowed to the abbot and Master Yuanruo: "Goodbye, Master, Master Abbot." ”

After speaking, this kid turned around and ran, causing Master Yuanruo to laugh: "This kid is like his father, but more interesting than his father, hehe." ”

The abbot was speechless, Master Yuan Ruo seemed to have stayed in the mountains for too long, and all he saw were monks who were stuffy like wood, so he felt funny when he saw a "naughty boy" like Fang Qiu.

But as long as the master likes it, it really doesn't matter what else it is.

"Xiao Shi, guess again, how long do you think this kid will be able to learn this set of Dharma True Fist?" Yuan Ruo asked the abbot again.

"It's hard to say. This kid has a good understanding and perseverance, but he is not like our Bodhidharma Patriarch, who can face the wall in the cave for seven years, has a Buddha in his heart, and has no external concerns. His heart is not restless, and it is estimated that it will be very difficult to learn this boxing. ”

The abbot habitually touched his bald head and shook his head, "Master, this is also what I don't understand. Why didn't you pass it on to his father, but to him? ”

"Xiao Shi, you're wrong." Yuan Ruo suddenly said very seriously, "For us monks, a Buddha is a Buddha. However, for those who enter the world to practice, family and friends are their Buddhas. As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, how can there be a restless heart? ”

Hearing Master Yuanruo's words, the abbot suddenly had an epiphany, and immediately bowed down to Master Yuanruo: "Master, thank you for your advice!" Got it, I finally got it! After cultivating Buddhism for so many years, I have been entangled in the appearance of the Buddha, and I am obsessed with the appearance! ”

Master Yuan Ruo smiled faintly, turned around and returned to the hut: "Xiao Shi, you can get out of the customs, you don't have to accompany me to meditate anymore." ”

The abbot bowed down to Yuan Ruo again, and then stood up, looking at the direction Fang Qiu was far away, with a smile on his face: "Boy, don't let down the master's hard work. ”

Fang Qiu ran wildly all the way, arrived at a place where there was a car, and took a taxi to the airport.

After eating and drinking enough at the airport, Fang Qiu boarded the plane to Yanjing.

Anyway, he was in time, so Fang Qiu was not in a hurry, took out his mobile phone and began to study the moves on the stone wall.

But Fang Qiu looked at it, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't understand how these moves were strung together: "This is not scientific!" Is there something lost between this move and this move, how can this be strung together? ”

Fang Qiumeng was forced and continued to think.

He also knew that if this set of boxing techniques was so easy to learn, it could not be called a masterpiece.

Fang Qiu was ready to fight for a long time, but the moves of this figure were really unreliable, right?

After studying for more than twenty minutes, Fang Qiu still couldn't find any clues, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Sir, the plane is about to take off, please turn off your phone, thank you." A flight attendant reminded with a smile.

Fang Qiu reacted at this time, and hurriedly turned off his phone: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

The flight attendant smiled slightly again and continued to remind the others: "The plane is about to take off, please turn off your mobile phone, thank you......"

Unable to look at his phone, Fang Qiu had no choice but to close his eyes and recall these moves with his memory.

Fang Qiu's memory is very amazing, and he can't forget it, even if he doesn't look at his phone, he can actually recall all the moves.

He just wanted to be able to concentrate more on studying the moves, so he held his mobile phone and studied it while watching.

Now that the phone can't be read, Fang Qiu can only rely on his own memories to play it back.

But the result was still the same, no matter how Fang Qiu studied, he couldn't study it, so angry that Fang Qiu really wanted to smash his head.

"Xiaobao, this is not the right puzzle!" Next to her, a mother is patiently teaching her five- or six-year-old son how to make puzzles, "The puzzles don't just stack them one by one in order, because the pieces have been out of order, and you have to use your own brain to rearrange and put them together, otherwise you won't be able to put them together!" ”

The little boy nodded as if he didn't understand: "Well, I know, Mom." ”

The little boy didn't understand Fang Qiu didn't know, but Fang Qiu slapped his head and laughed loudly: "Why am I so stupid?" Who said the moves in the cave had to be in order? There is no order, I'll arrange it myself! ”

Fang Qiu closed his eyes again and relived the pictures of all the moves in his mind.

He thought that he had found the trick and would soon be able to study the Dharma True Fist thoroughly, but after studying it again, he found that it was not as simple as he imagined.

These picture moves were regrouped together, and all kinds of permutations and combinations appeared in Fang Qiu's mind, which could not be done by one permutation and combination at all.

For example, the last move is this move, and the next move has more than a dozen moves that can be continued, and these dozen moves have all kinds of follow-ups......

If it continues according to this arrangement and combination, I am afraid that Fang Qiu's brain will have to become the most powerful computer in the world with CPU power before it is possible to drain all the permutations and combinations.

"Bodhidharma's real fist is really six-six-six-six!" In addition to using this kind of online praise, Fang Qiu couldn't think of a better word to express his feelings at this time.

It's hard, it's so hard.

"Forget it, let's go home first, lest you want to explode your brain here." Fang Qiu rubbed his somewhat painful brain, closed his eyes and recuperated, wanting to leave all these moves behind.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, these moves seemed to come to life, turning into a phantom in his mind to connect these moves repeatedly, so angry that Fang Qiu could only open his eyes: "Damn, can't I not think about it?" ”

He couldn't even close his eyes, and Fang Qiu, who felt bored, had to look around to see if there was anything he could distract himself.

Otherwise, if he continued to think like this, his brain would not be able to stand it.

As he looked, he fixed his eyes on the puzzle piece in the little boy's hand.

Anything other than the puzzle really couldn't grab his attention.

That puzzle piece is Leonardo da Vinci's famous painting "Mona Lisa", and the little boy felt bored after putting it together for a while, so he got angry and didn't spell it: "Mom, it's not fun!" ”

"Okay, okay." Seeing that his son was so impatient, and the woman couldn't help it, and was about to put away the puzzles, Fang Qiu hurriedly said, "Can you lend me this painting to play with?" ”

The woman glanced at Fang Qiu in surprise, but still handed the puzzle to Fang Qiu: "Here." ”

"Thank you." Fang Qiu took the puzzle and played with it seriously.

Fang Qiu couldn't be more familiar with this world-famous painting, and after putting together the puzzle in less than two and a half, Fang Qiu felt bored again.

Seeing that Fang Qiu's puzzle was playing so fast, the little boy suddenly said, "Uncle, I still have a puzzle here, you can see if you can put it together." ”

The little boy came up with another puzzle, Fang Qiu opened it and looked at it, and was slightly stunned.

This is a circular landscape puzzle, and there are more than a dozen standard patterns given, and there are special instructions next to the picture, as well as other standard patterns.

In other words, there is no fixed pattern for this puzzle, as long as you can put together a pattern.

Fang Qiu couldn't help but wonder, isn't this just the same as his Dharma True Fist "puzzle", how did he encounter this kind of puzzle today, alas, his brain hurts!

Forget it, it's boring and boring anyway, just pass the time with puzzles.

Fang Qiu quickly fiddled with the puzzle pieces, and soon completed more than a dozen figures on the standard pattern, and then began to study the new shapes.

At this moment, Fang Qiu suddenly thought of something, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "The Dharma True Fist is the same, there is no fixed pattern. I just need to memorize these patterns, practice the moves above, and then make moves according to the actual situation of my opponent! ”