"You bring Zhishen, I am relieved, but I have to follow him in everything. He is ignorant and ignorant, and he has to suffer a lot www.biquge.info to have a better memory. The abbot went to his heart and nodded.

Suddenly, remembering something, the abbot said to Yang Zhen: "Don't think that your senior brother is a burden. His mind is pure, and he can do what you tell him to do seriously. It's learning things, although I learn slowly, but I am single-minded, and I don't know how much stronger than ordinary people's perseverance. In the past 20 years, I have also learned a little skill, and I can still help you a little. Zhishen, you go and pinch the candlestick. ”

Zhishen nodded yes, wandered to the pig iron candlestick, and pinched it with three fingers.

At this time, Zhishen's ugly face smiled slightly, revealing a little Zen. The three fingers were made in the shape of a flower, and with a slight twist, the candlestick rolled and deformed in his hand, and the last pinch fell all over the ground.

Rub iron into mud! Yang was really surprised! Although he is infinitely powerful, he also does it because of the iron magic skill, and it is not a problem to break it and chew it hard in his mouth. But if you just rely on your fingers to rub the iron like mud, you can't do it by increasing your finger strength tenfold.

"When your senior brother was unattended, the old man taught him to count the soybeans and play, and he also played attentively, so for a long time, he kneaded and cooked each bean. In the hand, the finger should be turned, but it does not fall off. Later, as soon as the beans entered the fingers, they crumbled into powder. He played with the stone bean with him for a few more years, and the stone was like a soybean. At this time, I changed the small iron bead to him, and the same was true. ”

"I think the time has come, and I passed on one of my seventy-two Buddhist skills, his qualifications are very poor, and he understands it for a few years. On the contrary, after I realized it, I had more than ten years of finger skills, and I was quick and handy, and I can never forget it. He learned martial arts, and he was overjoyed, and in addition to working every day, he picked up stones to practice. For more than twenty years, a stone mountain has almost been crushed. Now that the magic has been accomplished, the finger moves with the heart, and with a flick, it can hurt people and be invisible with the finger wind. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhishen flicked his middle finger, and the sharp strength flew out, actually penetrating the entire wall, and a trace of moonlight penetrated through the finger hole.

Fingers! Originated from the allusion of Buddhism "Buddha plucked flowers, Jiaye smiled", is one of the seventy-two stunts of Buddhism. The flower finger is soft and strong, which is feminine and feminine, and it is a kind of kung fu that specializes in finger strength. When practicing, the inner and outer initiates are feminine and masculine. After the achievement, the three-fingered object, no matter how solid the stone, can be broken according to the finger. Practicing to the depths, snapping your fingers and hurting people invisibly is a rare self-defense stunt.

Zhishen has practiced his fingers for twenty years, and I am afraid that he will get on his body, and even his hard functions will be sparse. Not to mention the invisible wind, which makes people defenseless, and even leaves no traces.

Yang Zhen was overjoyed, and said to the abbot: "With Zhishen, it is like a tiger with wings!" But my brother's mind is pure, so naturally I can't pollute his heart."

The abbot shook his head, and instead said to Zhishen: "In the future, when you are outside, you will have to listen to your junior brother, but as a senior brother, when your junior brother is in danger, you will sacrifice your life to protect him, understand?" ”

Zhishen blinked his eyes and nodded as if he didn't understand.

When Yang Zhen heard this, he almost wanted to whimper: "How can it be like this, how can it be like this!" Although I am ruthless, I have no use of Zhishen! ”

"I believe in you, otherwise how could I let Zhishen follow you?" The abbot seemed to be moved by mortal hearts, his eyes were weeping, and he wanted to tell the old things: "It's just Zhishen's life experience, I want to share it with you..."

Yang Zhen blocked the master's words, waved his hand and said, "No matter what Zhishen's identity is, I will protect him to the end." If anyone wants to harm him, I will make his whole family unable to survive or die. "The teeth rattled like a demon had come to the world.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world! There are some things that embarrass the master when they say them, why bother?

The abbot listened to his vicious oath and nodded, but the words that persuaded people to be good to Amitabha Buddha on weekdays did not come out. It seems that for the sake of wisdom, I don't even want a few decades of Buddha heart. He seemed to have finally gone to his heart, stopped talking, picked up his umbrella and stepped through the door.

The rain poured down, and there was no word for the night.

On the second day, the weather cleared. Yang Zhen packed up his things, took Zhishen with him, and wanted to say goodbye to the abbot, and prepared to go back to the palace to help the emperor.

It's just that when I arrived in front of the main hall, I was stopped by Master Huizhen, the first seat of Zhike Hall: "The abbot has closed the pass, and I want to recite the scriptures and pray for your brothers and sisters in front of the Buddha, and I don't have to see each other again today, so I entrust the old monk to send you out of the temple." It's just that the two of you have gone out, and you have to come back more often to see the abbot, hey. After Hui Zhen finished speaking, he led the two out.

The abbot knelt down in front of the Buddha, and prayed loudly with tears in his eyes: "Zhishen Zhiren will do everything in the future, all of which are deliberately misled by his disciples, and the two of them are young and ignorant, and I hope that the Buddha will give them a chance to change." The disciple knows that what he has done is deeply sinful and unforgivable, and he wishes to live forever. ”

All kinds of sins are caused by me,

All kinds of punishments will be added to me!