51_51928Lei Dazhuang immediately fell silent, and after half a sound, Lei Dazhuang opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Ma, is what the abbot of Wuxiang said true?" ”

"What really?" Ma Xiaoyao didn't understand.

"Even if you practice external kung fu, you can defeat the master of internal martial arts?" Lei Dazhuang asked.

"Wuxiang is also the abbot of Shaolin Temple, so he shouldn't lie to us." Speaking of this, Ma Xiaoyao paused: "Besides, we are not great people, and there is no need for the abbot to lie to us." ”

"Makes sense." Lei Dazhuang nodded: "That Damo Academy's host unknown monk has cast the golden bell jar, it is indeed very powerful, I punched him, it was like hitting the iron plate, and my wrist was numb, if I can cultivate the golden bell jar, my strength will definitely increase greatly, but it's a pity that ......"

Ma Xiaoyao's eyes rolled: "I thought of a way." ”

"What's the solution?" Lei Dazhuang hurriedly asked.

"Haven't you been getting very close to that Huiping monk recently?" Ma Yao smiled.

"yes, what's wrong?" Lei Dazhuang nodded suspiciously.

"Monk Huiping is a disciple of Shaolin Temple, and he must know a lot of kung fu." Ma Xiaoyao smiled and said, "You can let Monk Huiping teach you kung fu?" ”

Lei Dazhuang was stunned: "Will Monk Huiping agree?" ”

"It's up to you." Ma Xiaoyao said: "Anyway, Monk Huiping is young after all, with limited knowledge, and is easier to deal with than the abbot of Wuxiang, as long as you can grasp Monk Huiping's weakness, you can blackmail him to teach you kung fu." ”

"What is Monk Huiping's weakness?" Lei Dazhuang asked.

Ma Yao pouted: "You need to dig it yourself." ”

Lei Dazhuang nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, I'll go and dig into the weakness of Monk Huiping." After speaking, Lei Dazhuang hurriedly left the room.

……

Until dark, Lei Dazhuang did not come back, Ma Xiaoyao called Lei Dazhuang, and turned off the phone.

"It's dark, why hasn't Da Zhuang come back yet?" Ma Xiaoyao was a little uneasy, and went out to look for it directly, and when he came to the Houshan Square, he saw two figures fighting quickly, and after a closer look, it turned out to be Lei Dazhuang and Huiping monks, Ma Xiaoyao walked over quickly: "Hey, what's the matter with you two?" Why are you still fighting? Stop! ”

Lei Dazhuang and Monk Huiping slapped each other, and then each took a few steps back, the two of them were sweating profusely, panting, and obviously tired.

"What's going on? Why are you fighting? Ma Yao asked in a deep voice.

Monk Huiping stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, and then said angrily: "It was Lei Dazhuang who deliberately provoked trouble, and I had to fight with him as a last resort, hey...... I was tired after more than an hour. ”

Ma Xiaoyao turned his head to look at Lei Dazhuang: "Is what he said true?" ”

Lei Dazhuang pouted: "I don't want to fight, but Monk Huiping just won't teach me kung fu, so I did it." ”

"Lei Dazhuang, this guy is so unreasonable, I refuse to teach him kung fu, he pesters me, he is even more scoundrel than a scoundrel, I really obey him." Monk Huiping said hatefully.

Ma Xiaoyao glared at Lei Dazhuang, then turned his head to look at Monk Huiping: "Huiping, why don't you want to teach Dazhuang Kung Fu?" Don't you admire Da Zhuang very much? ”

"I do admire Da Zhuang." Monk Huiping nodded: "But there are rules in Shaolin Temple that the kung fu of this temple must not be passed on, otherwise it will be severely punished." ”

"If you don't say it, I won't say it, and Da Zhuang won't say it, no one will know." Ma Xiaoyao said.

"There is no impermeable wall in the world, and it is impossible to do anything if you don't know it." Huiping monk Yan said: "I am an orphan, it was the Shaolin Temple that took me in and raised me, the Shaolin Temple is my home, I can't violate the rules of the Shaolin Temple, I hope you can understand me." ”

"There are exceptions to everything." Ma Xiaoyao smiled: "You and Da Zhuang are good friends, and friends should help each other......

Monk Huiping waved his hand: "Don't say it, you just say it, I won't agree, I have my own principles and bottom line, don't force me anymore, it's not too early, I'm going back to eat." After speaking, Monk Huiping was about to leave.

"Huh!"

Lei Dazhuang's body flashed, and he stopped Monk Huiping.

"I've made it clear, what else do you want to do?" Monk Huiping frowned.

Lei Dazhuang snorted coldly: "If you don't teach me kung fu today, don't think about leaving!" ”

"Lei Dazhuang, don't go too far!" Monk Huiping roared angrily: "It really annoys me, you are good-looking." ”

Lei Dazhuang sneered: "I'm still the same sentence, don't think about leaving if you don't teach me kung fu, I'll spend it with you today, see who consumes whom!" ”

"You...... You ......" Monk Huiping's face turned blue, and the two fists squeezed "Gaba, Gaba" sounded, and his body exuded a strong aura: "Lei Dazhuang, I warn you one last time: Get out of the way!" ”

"I'm not going to get out of the way, what can you do?" Lei Dazhuang said with his teeth bared.

"Wow yes...... I'm, I'm really! Monk Huiping jumped like thunder, raised his fist and smashed it towards Lei Dazhuang.

Lei Dazhuang didn't dodge or dodge, and also threw a punch.

"Huh!" A figure galloped from a distance, and came to the scene in an instant, and with a slight lift of his arm, Lei Dazhuang and Monk Huiping were separated.

"Who is meddling...... Monk Huiping raised his head sharply, his eyes bursting with intense anger...... Immediately afterwards, Monk Huiping was stunned, and then a trace of panic appeared on his face: "Master? You...... How did you get out......"

Lei Dazhuang and Ma Xiaoyao, who was standing in the distance, were also surprised.

An old monk stood in place with a smile: "I came out to breathe, and suddenly I saw you fighting, so I rushed over...... Can't you talk well? Why fight? "This old monk is the master of the abbot of Wuxiang, the current highest-ranking person in Shaolin Temple.

"This ...... Back to my ancestors, I don't really want to fight, but the other party ...... It's just that I don't give up, and in the end I really can't help it, so I do it with the other party. Monk Huiping said with a sad face: "The other party has to learn kung fu from me, I don't agree, he pesters me, I live so big, it's the first time I've seen such a scoundrel." ”

The old monk turned his head and glanced at Lei Dazhuang, who was puffing up: "Is what Huiping said true?" ”

"Uh......" Lei Dazhuang chirped: "That's pretty much it......"

"Shaolin Temple has a rule, the temple's martial arts are not allowed to be passed on, if you want to learn Shaolin Temple's kung fu, you must join Shaolin Temple as a disciple." The old monk said.

"I don't want to be a monk." Lei Dazhuang shook his head: "I love meat, I love the colorful life outside, and it is even more difficult for me to be a monk than to make me commit suicide." ”

"Who told sù that you have to be a monk?" The old monk raised his white eyebrows: "Don't you know that there is a special kind of disciple in Shaolin Temple?" This kind of disciple is called a lay disciple, and he can lead the way to learn art without being a monk. ”

"The abbot of Wuxiang told us that Shaolin Temple stopped accepting lay disciples a long time ago?" Ma Yao said in surprise.

"Oh? Do you really say that? The old monk blinked.

Ma Xiaoyao nodded: "Yes, the abbot of Wuxiang told me personally, what?" Could it be that the abbot of Wuxiang is lying and deceiving me? ”

"Oh no, he didn't lie to you." The old monk shook his head: "It is true that Shaolin Temple has not recruited lay disciples for a long time...... As for the reason, it is because lay disciples are too easy to get into trouble, so that the Shaolin Temple often falls into a passive situation...... Forget it, let's not talk about that, so what, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go, I'll take you to something good. The old monk waved his hand and walked towards the distance with his feet raised.

Monk Huiping followed without hesitation, the ancestor personally invited the guests, of course the monk Huiping wanted to give this face, if he could take the opportunity to have a good relationship with the ancestor, then it would be developed.

Ma Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment, and then led Lei Dazhuang to follow.

The old monk led everyone around, and finally came to a clearing, the old monk pointed to the vegetable garden opposite: "See, those vegetables are planted by my own hands, without any chemical fertilizer, rich in nutrients, you can have a good mouth today." As he spoke, the old monk picked some vegetables, washed them with water, and then set up the pot and began to boil the soup, and after more than ten minutes, a pot of fragrant soup was baked.

Everyone sat on the ground, holding a bowl and savoring the vegetable soup.

"How? How does it taste? The old monk asked with a smile.

"Tender and delicious, fragrant, delicious, so delicious!" Ma Xiaoyao gave a thumbs up and was full of praise: "I have lived for more than thirty years, and I have never drunk such a delicious soup." ”

"Yes, yes, it tastes very good." Lei Dazhuang and Monk Huiping also kept appreciating.

"Drink more." Affirmed by everyone, the old monk was in a good mood: "I tell you a little secret, my father is the imperial chef in the palace, and his main responsibility is to cook for the emperor, the queen, and the concubines. ”

"What? Your father was the imperial chef of the palace? Ma Yao stared at the old monk in a daze: "Master, are you joking with me?" ”

"Do you think I'm joking?" The old monk said lightly: "Everything I said is the truth. ”

"Master, you're in your sixties this year, aren't you? Your father must be no more than a hundred years old, right? As far as I know, the Qing Dynasty has been around for more than a hundred years, how could your father be the imperial chef of the palace? It's not the right age! Ma Xiaoyao said.

The old monk glanced at Ma Xiaoyao: "Who sued you and me for being over sixty years old?" Listen, I'm one hundred and one years old, and my father, if he's still alive, would be one hundred and thirty-eight. ”

"Ugh!" Ma Xiaoyao's eyes almost didn't pop out: "I heard you right, right?" Are you one hundred and one years old? ”――8984+d6su9h+11111369――>。