Shami led the way in front and led the two into the temple. At this time, the Shaolin Temple was far from its later peak, and Zen Buddhism was only one of the major schools of Buddhism. The Daxiong Treasure Hall in the temple is very simple, and the Buddha statue is brushed with copper powder.

There is no luxury in these buildings, more of a quaint and solemn one.

In addition to the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the temple, there are many courtyards on both sides, and in the corner of the courtyard, there are large pieces of green vegetables. A few young monks with their waists tied up are sprinkling water and fertilizing the vegetable fields.

"The current Shaolin Temple is worthy of the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, and the monks in the temple can support themselves, and they can also give porridge when they encounter homeless people. It is completely different from those great monks who wear gold and silver and are extremely luxurious. ”

This kind of monk can be regarded as a true Buddhist disciple. In Yang Yun's memory, those monks who wore monk's robes and treasures in the temple and looked solemn, and when they went out, they ate meat, drank wine, married wives and took concubines, which simply insulted the word monk.

Soon, the novice in front took Yang Yun and the two to a clearing. Several monks dressed in short-cut monk robes are holding long sticks and practicing a set of stick techniques.

Next to the clearing stood a middle-aged monk. This monk is burly, with a good appearance, with a tense face, and there is not the slightest emotion.

The wind is whistling!

The four monks fought against each other, and the long sticks in their hands kept whistling and colliding in the air, and the sticks came and went, and if they were hit by the long sticks, they would inevitably break their tendons. A long stick, in their hands, exerted a power not inferior to that of an iron rod.

However, the four monks have already practiced the stick technique to the extent that they can send and receive from their hearts, and they are more practicing moves with each other, and there is not much danger.

"What a stick!"

Zhang Xiaohu saw four monks competing in the open space, and each of these four people was no worse than him in kung fu. Even, in the face of their stick methods, he is very likely to be at a disadvantage.

After all, an inch is long and an inch is strong. With equal strength, those with weapons in their hands will have an advantage.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged monk who was watching the battle heard the voice, turned his head, and looked at Yang Yun and Zhang Xiaohu. His gaze stayed on Zhang Xiaohu for a moment, frowning slightly, and found his injury.

"Just now, these two donors visited the door, saying that they have something to ask to see their uncle!" said Shami, who led the way.

Yang Yun quietly pulled Zhang Xiaohu and immediately stepped forward to bow down. "Master Tanzong. Our brother sincerely came to Shaolin Temple to apprentice, and I implore the master to accept us as an apprentice!"

In the original plot, Zhang Xiaohu was rescued by the monks of Shaolin Temple, and stayed in Shaolin Temple for a long time. During this time, after Tan Zong and Zhang Xiaohu became acquainted, they saw each other's personalities, and then they opened their mouths to teach martial arts.

Therefore, Yang Yun did not have the idea that he could successfully apprentice as soon as he opened his mouth.

He is going to stay in Shaolin Temple with Zhang Xiaohu first, as long as people can stay, sooner or later they will be able to succeed in apprenticeship.

No surprises. Faced with Yang Yun and Zhang Xiaohu's request for apprenticeship, Tan Zong frowned and refused. Shaolin Temple accepts apprentices strictly, and will never accept two strangers into the mountain gate casually.

"Where did you come from, why did you want to come here to apprentice, and you have such a serious injury!"

After Tan Zong refused the two's request to apprentice, he did not immediately expel them, but inquired carefully.

Zhang Xiaohu was so seriously injured that he could smell blood from afar, and he could still insist on coming to Shaolin Temple, which shows his extraordinary perseverance.

Whether it is Yang Yun's temperament or Zhang Xiaohu's injury, they have attracted Tan Zong's attention.

My name is Yang Yun, I used to be the head of Wagangzhai, his name is Zhang Xiaohu, and his father is Zhang Huailiang, who is known as the god leg on the rivers and lakes......"

Yang Yun told him and Zhang Xiaohu all about their origins, as well as the causes and consequences of coming to Shaolin Temple.

As he spoke, the four monks not far away also stopped their drills and walked over, and when they heard that Wang Renze was careless about human life and slaughtered the people at every turn, several monks were angry.

"I see!"

After Tan Zong knew the origin of the two, his face twitched slightly, and then he was silent for a while, and said: "In this way, you stay in the guest room first, and as for the matter of apprenticeship, I will report your matter to the abbot and ask him to decide whether to accept you or not." ”

Yang Yun was overjoyed in his heart and immediately thanked him.

Subsequently, Yang Yun was arranged to the meditation room, and as for Zhang Xiaohu, due to his injuries, he was taken away by an old monk who had studied medical skills and began to deal with the wounds on his body.

The time to come. Yang Yun didn't waste it.

Although he has not yet succeeded in apprenticeship and cannot learn the martial arts of Shaolin Temple, he already has a set of chain legs. When Zhang Xiaohu was recuperating from his injuries. He found a remote place to practice his body shape and footwork alone.

Time flies, and days pass in the blink of an eye.

this day. The sun was shining all over the earth, and in a corner of the Shaolin Temple, a figure was swimming quickly, kicking out his legs continuously, rolling up the leaves on the ground.

Call!

After performing a set of basic leg techniques, Yang Yun slowly stopped. Sweat welled up on his forehead, and his whole body was steaming. Just performing a set of leg techniques consumed half of his physical strength.

"This martial arts practice really needs to be guided by the master! If the luck and strength of the leg method are wrong, it will be bad for the body!"

If there is no one to guide you, you will continue to practice martial arts according to the wrong method, and your body will continue to be damaged, and sooner or later you will become a wasted person.

I don't know how those who are lucky enough to pick up a secret book and become masters after more than ten years of retreat and penance, how they cultivate.

Anyway, Yang Yun felt that even if he was mentally strong and had the advantage of not forgetting it, on the premise of not consuming causal power, he also needed the guidance of other people to practice martial arts, and the situation that he could practice martial arts by just reading a secret book could only happen to a grandmaster-level master.

"I've now mastered the basic punches and kicks, and if I add all kinds of luck and strength skills, I should be able to beat a few adult men!"

Yang Yun secretly estimated his strength. Of course, this is a normal fighting situation, if it is a life-and-death fight, with some of the fighting experience left by this body, it will not be a problem for him to deal with seven or eight ordinary soldiers.

At this time, his ears moved slightly, and he heard footsteps in the distance, and turned his head to see a monk wearing a strong suit monk's robe walking quickly.

This man was one of the four people who practiced the stick method a few days ago. The law is empty.

The meditation room where Yang Yun lived and the fasting meal he ate were all arranged by the other party. In the past few days, the two have become familiar with each other a lot.

"Brother Yang!"

With a smile on his face, he said as soon as he came over: "The abbot has already spoken, and he is ready to accept you and Xiaohu as a beginner!

Hearing this, Yang Yun's heart suddenly welled up with joy. He knew in his heart that the monks of Shaolin Temple must have gone down the mountain to inquire about himself and Zhang Xiaohu in the past few days.

Shaolin Temple is very strict in accepting apprentices, and it is not that you can worship if you want to worship the teacher. Especially after worshipping the mountain gate, you can get all kinds of training and martial arts teaching. Therefore, before accepting disciples, these monks must ensure that the disciples are of a clean background and sincerely enter.

In this precarious and troubled era, I don't know how many people want to worship in Shaolin Temple. As long as you worship the mountain gate, you can not only eat enough, but also practice martial arts to become stronger. The benefits are numerous.

But there are still not many monks in the temple. It can be seen that Shaolin Temple would rather accept disciples than abuse. Even if it is an ordinary novice, the abbot himself needs to preside over the ordination.

Unlike the Shaolin Temple in later generations, every disciple of the Shaolin Temple is now an elite. Fortunately, Yang Yun didn't lie, his body was indeed born in Wagang before, and he escaped from Wang Renze's camp with Zhang Xiaohu.

The events of the past few days have caused a lot of commotion. As long as the people from Shaolin Temple inquired, they could know that the two were not lying.