The tattoo chapter has something to do with the national arts. The next chapter is now over. "Yu Mubu is a treasure of our China, and it also involves the nerves of our China. Occasionally, there is a little mysterious national art in the officialdom as an embellishment. ，

"Hehehe, why do you need a sound, isn't it broken? Wait until you're done pumping your ass, and then tell you that it's not too late, hurry up. Don't try to delay time, the old man doesn't have that patience. The old man urged again, and with a stroke of luck, he stretched out his right hand like a mountain, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Come hard, young man, you only have three palms, go to my palm, and use all your strength." Otherwise, don't blame the old man for being ruthless when he gets his ass pumped. ”

"Calm and relaxed, he is indeed a master." Ye Fan muttered secretly, feeling that the old man had not moved. But it seems that there is some inexplicable qi overflowing from its body, like a dignified temperament and hard object around its body.

"Wouldn't this old man be as fast as an innate super nine-rank powerhouse? The energy of internal strength has the momentum of directly spraying the enemy. Ye Fan secretly regretted the fierce wave just now, and felt that he had said too much.

At this moment, the arrow had to be sent on the string, and then the air was adjusted. Internal strength activates the meridians of the whole body. A roar was like a mountain and a tiger roaring, and Lin rose up to the height of a woman, and punched the old man's right hand and left.

However, Ye Fan is very ghostly, and he was only exerted thirty percent of his strength at the beginning, which gave the old man the feeling that it was one. The second rank of the boy.

However, the momentum was so loud that the old man shook his head and said secretly: "False but not real, grandstanding but not real." Alas! It's a pity that a good seedling. The basics are too floating. ”

Sure enough, a punch hit Ye Fan in the palm of the old man's hand. With a bang, he was shocked by the invisible internal energy overflowing from the old man's palm, and he took three or four steps back before stabilizing his body.

I felt that there was a slight churning of qi and blood in my lungs, and I was secretly shocked in my heart, this old man was really powerful.

His eyes were light, and he pretended to be angry and shouted, "Eat me again." ”

This time, it looks like it's a lot of energy, and it looks like it's exerting ten percent of its strength. A violent fist wind hit the old man directly.

"Alas! Still no! It seems that this kid is not yet a third-stage skill, normal. Seeing Ye Fan's fist momentum, the old man shook his head in his heart, a little disappointed. I want to discover a peerless genius sure enough.

This time, Ye Fan was so shocked that he took seven or eight steps back before he stabilized his body, and his eyes widened in horror. The eyeballs bulged out like they were about to fall off. His chest and abdomen rose and fell violently, and his mouth was panting

Gas.

Of course, this qiē was pretended by Ye Fan himself. The purpose, of course, was to make the old man's frivolous heart fully relax after being satisfied. The third punch gave him another fatal blow. Don't miss it with a single hit.

"Forget it, young man, you can't do it, you don't have to send this third punch again. It's a waste of effort. The old man was also exempted from the whip this time. The old man looked a little interested, and reached out to flick the "red-blooded jade pendant" on his waist, and he was not interested.

A master of the eighth rank and above competes with a martial artist who is a beginner in the second rank, and it is indeed not exciting. It's like playing games with babies as adults, and it's strange to be interested.

"No! A gentleman relieves promises. This last punch must be made. This bet on the younger generation must also be gambling. Although the junior is said to have a low rank. But he is also a man of promise. Ye Fan pretended to be stupid and stubborn, and he must finish the gamble.

"Hahaha,, good boy" gives you a shame, and you have to find an old man to slap your ass, right? Okay, come on, the old man hasn't smoked someone for so long.

Wait a minute, if you don't smoke it, you won't call your mother, and the old man won't have a surname" The old man Yin was also amused by Ye Fan's stupidity, and he made his surname out casually.

Ye Fan was overjoyed in his heart, and said secretly: "It turns out that the old man's surname, Yin" is not much in our Huaxia. ”

"Yin senior, get ready, the kid is going to punch." Ye Xin screamed angrily and posed.

"Hey! Wait, how do you know my surname is Yin. Weird, you kid doesn't know spells, do you? Old man Yin suddenly widened his eyes and asked in a daze.

"Didn't the seniors sue me just now? What else do you say is not surnamed "Yin." Target. Ye Fan nodded, and the old man finally came to his senses. For a while, his face turned into pork liver, and he laughed a little: "Hmm! The old man's surname is Yin, come on! ”

After saying that, I didn't care, just stood like that. He didn't even stand on his slanted horse, but stretched out his right palm. A second-rank martial artist is indeed not worth the old man's steps

Ye Fan still rushed over with all his strength held high, but when his fist was one meter away from the old man Yin, his internal strength suddenly skyrocketed. suddenly increased the internal strength of thirty percent to sixty percent, which looks almost equivalent to the momentum of a five-stage master.

The old man Yin also seemed to feel it, after all, he was a master.

However, the distance is too close, and the old man Yin has no time to increase his strength. Watching Ye Fan's fist overflow with a trace of invisible power, it hit his palm.

"Bang!"

With a violent sound, Ye Fan's sixty percent strength collided with the pure internal strength of the Yin old man's temporary head.

The air around them made a sharp sound of "chirping, tearing apart." The strength and air waves fused together, hitting the branches on the side and shaking the branches with a rustling sound.

For the sake of face, the old man took a small step back before holding on to the bones of his body, and his chest ached faintly. But the old man felt ashamed, because he was yin. I feel that this kid is too slippery, and he can be called a ghost.

A wave of anger rose from the dantian, and then used the power of the shock to throw out fifty percent of the force and blast towards Ye Fan.

And then again, "Boom." There was a loud bang on the ground, and Ye Fan was so shocked by the old man's angry explosion that he retreated to seven or eight meters away.

The lazy donkey rolled around three times before stopping, his chest was stuffy for a while, his head was dizzy for a while, his blood was churning and wanted to come out of his internal organs, and his body was also very wolfish.

Ye Fan knew that he was going to provoke the old man with a yin move, so he simply leaned against a tree for a while and didn't dare to get up.

Otherwise, if this old man really disregards the demeanor of the master and cripples us, it will be a big loss.

The old man's level was obviously higher than his own, and the force of the instant shock almost shattered my skeleton like a giant hammer hitting my body. A master is a master. The national art moves to the west. You can't take a little bit of ingenuity.

On the other hand, the old man's face is also extremely ugly, and it is estimated that he can't accept this embarrassing ending all of a sudden.

Maybe it was because he deeply regretted his underestimate that he had caused such an ending, and all of a sudden his face really turned the color of pig liver, and it seemed to be purple and blue in an instant.

The heart said: "Damn! The eight-year-old child has stretched the old lady. This boat is overturned and stinks! If you let those old ghosts know, you won't laugh and jump off your big teeth."

It took a long time to come to his senses, and dozens of them were unlucky enough, "Luli Temple has also eliminated a lot of six goods, and he has to wait for the teacher to compete with a little fart child, and he loses his temper, and he also feels a little embarrassed.

sighed and said, "The afterlife is terrifying!" What's your name, how old are you, you should have the skills of the five-stage open source realm. ”

"I'm sorry that the senior kid played a little trick, otherwise I would have been stunned by your ass. The kid's name is Ye Fan, he is old this year, and I ask my seniors to forgive me.

That Wang, Pei Yi said that it was also a joke, don't worry about the old-timers. As long as you tell the secret of this Guiling Village, you can make the life of the villagers better. ”

Ye Fan's attitude was sincere, but it also relieved the old man Yin of many embarrassments.

"Humph! Do you think the old man is a man who can talk? I promised you that I would keep it. However, this piece of red blood jade pendant cannot be given to you. Alas,"

The old man sighed, took the three-fingered red jade from the straw rope and rubbed it, as if there was a story in it.

"Alas! It's blood-stained, lad. ”

The old man was silent for a long time, rubbing the jade pendant, and his heart was worried.

Ye Fan was also silent, and he was even more curious about this blood-stained jade pendant, but he just suppressed the impulse in his heart and didn't speak.

Xin said: "Everyone has a secret in their heart, maybe this is a treasure in the mind of the old man Yin." ”

"You're a genius, young man. At the age of only the old age, he reached the realm of the fifth stage, and the future is immeasurable. Maybe you like to mix in officialdom, maybe officialdom is the best place to hone your artistic conception.

Do what you want, and live a lifetime. Autumn of grass and trees. To live is to pursue a comfortable and leisurely life, so that there is no loss of conscience.

The old man said this not to ask you to be restrained, and those who do big things are not informal. Feel at ease in your heart and move with your heart.

For the benefit of the people is also to accumulate good deeds, cultivate body and mind, and cultivate sexual governance. Practice through the whole body, the heart is open-minded and the world is wide! ”

The old man chattered for a while, and then untied a cloud-colored rope from his neck, and a thumb-sized wooden sign hung in front of the rope.

rubbed it with his hand for a while and threw it to Ye Fan. Said: "This" Bodhi statue. It is carved by the old roots of the West Heaven Bodhi tree, and it is definitely rarer than this jade pendant. In the past, the old man went to India to wander around, and in the Bodhi Temple in India, there is an ancient tree that is said to be thousands of years old.

After discovering it, the old man was overjoyed and wanted to carve something from one of the roots of the tree.

But the host of that temple just refused. The old man donated a hundred taels of gold to the temple and begged him to give away a tree root, but the old monk didn't nod.

When the old man was injured, he had just broken through to the realm of the seventh stage, and he made a bet in a fit of anger. I am willing to take the old man's master's mastery of "no knife hand" as a bet.

Because I know that the presiding old monk is also a master of national arts, but that place in India is not called national arts. I can't remember what it was called. Anyway, it's pretty much the same, but the name is different. ”

The old man Yin looked back at the past, and Ye Fan couldn't help but interject at this point: "The predecessors must have won, so I have to give this thousand-year-old Bodhi Root Heart." ”

"Definitely! The old man didn't lose, and the host didn't win either. Old Man Yin smiled and shook his head.

"Tie! The host has to meet a confidant and give a tree root. Ye Fan guessed and said.

"Hmmm! It's also true and not true. But the presiding officer of the temple is famous. There is still some relationship with our Huaxia, hehehe," the old man Yin suddenly smiled, very happy, and seemed to have thought of something happy.

"Origin! Buddhism has something to do with our China. Could it be the patriarch of Zen Buddhism, the person who founded the Shaolin school? Ye Fan was shocked and blurted out.

"Hahaha, the son can be taught!" The old man laughed and glanced at Ye Fan, feeling that this son was not only highly skilled, but also very intelligent.

I also had some appreciation in my heart, and said: "Zen Bodhidharma, the full name is Bodhidharma, a person from Nantian. Brahmin caste, claiming to be the twenty-eighth ancestor of Zen Buddhism. He is the ancestor of Chinese Zen Buddhism. Therefore, our Chinese Zen Buddhism is also known as Dharma Buddhism.

Emperor Wu of Liang in the Southern Dynasty sailed to Guangzhou. Emperor Wu of Liang believed in Buddhism. Bodhidharma to the capital of the Southern Dynasty Jianye will be Emperor Liangwu, the interview is not agreeable, so a reed crosses the river. Go north to Luoyang, the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and then Zhuo Xi Songshan Shaolin Temple. Facing the wall for nine years, he passed the mantle to Huike, and then went out of Yumen to travel for life.

At that time, the presiding officer of the Nabodhi Monastery in India was "Master Dazhen." He claims to be the descendant of the Bodhidharma Patriarch. I hit it off with me, and I spent some time in India at the time.

So I learned a little bit of Hindi a little bit as well. Plus the hand so that you can also talk to Master Dazhen about something.

Later, when I left, I didn't extract the thousand-year-old roots, but Master Dazhen gave me a small old wooden box.

When I came back and opened it, I realized that it was an old root of the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree. It says that this old root fell off on its own, and it was the root of purity. Later, when I was carving, I found that the old root was very weird, and it could be recorded layer by layer. The old man was curious for a while, and recorded it layer by layer like a cabbage.

In the end, when I couldn't record it, I found a small piece of the root heart like a spicy sausage, and then I was moved, and I carved this small sign on a whim, and he accompanied me through thirty or forty years of wind and frost.

I've never left me, and I'm giving it to you today. Young people, you know for yourself. The big husband should fight in the sky like an eagle, the mountain eagle will not always hover in one place, it yearns for a more vast and vast world,"

"Senior, this is your beloved thing. Juniors can't take it. The words of the seniors were remembered by the juniors. Ye Fan shook his head and didn't accept it.

"Take it! I will never take away the gift that I have given. I'd rather ruin it if I didn't. "The old man Yin is very resolute, not like he is lying.

"That" and "that" juniors are disrespectful. Thank you. Ye Fan bowed and solemnly accepted it.

It would be a pity if it was destroyed, but this Dongdong was given by the descendants of Dharma, and the roots of this tree have not rotted after more than a thousand years. It shows that this Bodhi tree is indeed very magical.

Then Shi unfolded his eagle eyes and took a look, and was suddenly a little stunned. Seeing that the carving above is actually the image of this old man, the carving is very exquisite. It's a master.

No! It is difficult for ordinary masters to do it, and it is estimated that the old man only completed it after using the technique of internal strength, and it is indeed a masterpiece.

On closer inspection, it is found that there is also a row of small characters on the side. As thin as a hair, the eyes must be particularly good to discover, and the carving of the North Mountain is a handful: there is no hidden knife.

Seeing Ye Fan looking at him with a stunned face, Yin Wudao smiled and said, "Very good, you are very careful, even found out about that." That's right, Lao Jiao's real name is "Yin No Knife", because he has a little achievement in knife skills, so some good people call the old man "Hidden No Knife."