"Xuzhu, where are you going?" Chen Fan asked

I saw a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old ugly-looking monk turn his head, touched his head after seeing Xuyi, and replied: "Xuanbei Master Bozu was killed, I heard the people in the temple say that it seems to have died under the martial arts of his own cultivation, the only thing that can be done is that the Murong family's Douzhuan Xingxing has shifted, and he presided over the Shaomu Mountain Conference of the Ninety-Nine Double Ninth Festival, and there are not enough people, so send me to deliver the letter." ”

"Huh?" After Chen Fan heard this, he touched his head, why didn't he have himself? I grew up in Shaolin Temple since I was a child, and I haven't gone out to see the outside world, "I'll go with you!" ”

"But, Senior Brother! The abbot won't let you go. After Xuzhu said it, Chen Fan frowned and said, "Why didn't the abbot let me go?" You wait, I'll ask him. After speaking, he left the void bamboo in place.

"Xuanyan, you and Xuanzhi will go to Jiangnan Swallow Dock together, be sure to invite Murong Fu!" Xuan Ci said.

"Senior brother, you ......"

"Abbot! Abbot! I'm going too, I'm going too, there's really nothing fun in the mountains, and I'm going to go out and see the outside world. I saw Chen Fan run in, Xuan Ci and a few people glanced at each other, a little helpless, they also couldn't beat and scolded Chen Fan, and cultivated Chen Fan as the next sixth ancestor Huineng, after all, Chen Fan was born to learn Buddhism, and when he opened the door, the tiger left after feeding, every time Chen Fan cried, the tiger came, Chen Fan did not live up to their expectations, and now he is twenty years old, even he sometimes asks him.

"What a mistake! What's so bad about staying in the temple? It's chaotic and unsafe outside, in case something happens to you, but it's the loss of my Shaolin! Xuan Ci persuaded.

"No! I have to go down the mountain and see the outside world, it's getting moldy all the time I stay in the temple! Chen Fan waved his hand.

"Senior brother! Or let Xuyi follow! It's not a big deal to have me and Senior Brother Xuan Pain with you! went out to temper it, Patriarch Huineng has also traveled to countless mountains, and Patriarch Bodhidharma also came to Shenzhou from Tianzhu, and it is not very good for him to stay in the temple all the time. Xuan Nan glanced at Chen Fan and said to Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci looked at Chen Fan again, thought for a while and said, "Okay then! You must take good care of him and bring him back safely! ”

"Senior brother, rest assured!" Xuan Nan smiled, then turned his head to look at Chen Fan and said, "We will leave in a week, you can prepare a change of clothes." ”

After hearing this, Chen Fan hurriedly said: "Thank you, Uncle Ancestor, I'll go now, haha......" After speaking, he ran out with a smile, "Alas! How good is that? He couldn't even practice martial arts? Xuan Ci looked at Chen Fan who was far away and sighed.

The night was sultry, Chen Fan did not sleep, but came to the scripture pavilion, no one stopped him, slowly stayed there and read the scriptures, he felt that only then did he really belong to himself, and quietly read the scriptures alone.

"Such a good seedling can't even practice martial arts, alas!" The old monk walked into his room with a lamp.

"I heard that this Yijin Sutra is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but it's so late, who is still there? Could it be that the monks of Shaolin Temple are so hardworking? My feet are numb when I wait, so I won't wait. I saw a person secretly look at the wall, took out a human skin mask from his bosom and put it on, and then turned out a set of monk's clothes and put it on.

"Bang bang!" After Chen Fan heard a knock on the door, he stood up and opened the door, and when he saw a little monk, he frowned and said, "What are you doing here without sleeping so late?" ”

However, after the little monk saw Chen Fan, he stared at Chen Fan for a moment, and said in his heart: "He is even more handsome than a woman, and his skin is so white!" I heard that there is a young monk named Xuyi in Shaolin Temple who has a very deep Buddhism, and he may be the one in front of him, but this Shaolin is really deep. ”

"Senior Brother Xuyi! I just saw you reading and brought you a little supper. After speaking, he lifted the lunch box in his hand.

"Oh! Then come in! Chen Fan let him in, and after walking over, Chen Fan suddenly asked a unique fragrance, and sniffed again, "Huh?" Why is it so fragrant? Chen Fan asked.

"Suffered? Forgot to cover up the smell on his body, why is this little monk's nose so smart? The man turned his head and thought about it and said, "Senior brother! I just added a little flower in the shower. ”

"Oh! I see, you brought so many things, do you have a question to ask Senior Brother? Chen Fan smiled when he saw so many delicious things.

"Eat! Eat! After eating, you can go to bed quickly! Ah Zhu said in his heart, but he was very happy to see Chen Fan eat it, "One! Two! Three! Pour! He muttered.

"What do you say? Would you like to sit down and have a bite to eat? What's the matter with you? Do you want to ask about martial arts? But first, what do you cultivate? Can I tell you how to cultivate? Chen Fan looked at him and said.

"Huh? So good? Azhu said in his heart.

"Senior brother! How to practice the robe and subdue the demon skill? ”

"I can't imagine that you actually practice such a difficult martial arts, the robe subdued demon skill, the main kung fu is on the robe, it can be attacked and accepted, wave the robe with the true qi in the body, you can't get started without three or four years, go, let's go to the courtyard, you practice, I'll guide you on the side!" Chen Fan stood up as he spoke.

This made Azhu panic, how could she do anything to subdue the demons? She came to steal the Yi Jin Sutra, but why didn't the sweat medicine work? Obviously, he put twice the amount, and he still eats well and quietly, why didn't he faint? "No need, senior brother! Learn from you, my Lord. ”

"Oh! Hehe, you little guy has a lot of thoughts, Shaolin martial arts seventy-two stunts, as long as you practice a martial art to Dacheng, you can dominate the whole world, this martial arts has no strong or weak points, although the beggar gang's dragon descending palm and the Murong family's Douzhuan Xingxing and the Duan family's six-vein divine sword are powerful, but as long as you cultivate the robe to the top level, it is not weak with these kung fu, okay! Feel free to take a look! Chen Fan said and put the food box away and put it on the table, poured two cups of tea, and looked at the scriptures.

After seeing it, Azhu looked through it, looked for a while and still didn't find it, looked at Chen Fan again, and picked up a book and sat opposite Chen Fan, looked at him quietly, and said in his heart: "If only he were my son!" There is no need to return to the country, isn't it good to read books and practice martial arts? Bah! Azhu, what do you want? Childe is so good to you, how can you think about it? ”

"Hey! Feed! Chen Fan shook his hand in front of his eyes, "Are you okay?" If you're sleepy, go get some sleep! ”

"By the way, senior brother, what kind of kung fu are you practicing? Isn't it the temple's Yijin Sutra? Azhu asked casually.

"Huh? I don't know martial arts, I can't cultivate, I can't store my true qi, I just simply practiced some Vajra not bad magic skills, just one level, but it hurts too much, so I don't practice. Chen Fan said with a smile.

"..............." Ah Zhu was speechless after hearing this, and the game asked, "Isn't it possible that the Yijin Sutra can't solve this problem?" ”

"Huh? Yi Jin Jing? I can't, the abbot passed on the first form to me, and if I can't cultivate, I won't practice anymore. Chen Fan said.

".................." After listening to his words, Azhu began to understand a little why he could enter and leave the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at any time, and at the same time felt some sympathy for him.

"Ah...... Call...... Senior brother, I'm going to sleep......" Ah Zhu was about to stand up and leave after finishing speaking, but his clothes were cut off just now, Chen Fan looked down, looked at his neck again, was shocked, and took two steps back: "Who are you?" What do you want to do? I can tell you, this is Shaolin Temple, I am the abbot they love the most, if you dare to kill me, the abbot will definitely avenge me, no, no, I have an old monk here, but it is amazing, most people don't know. ”

"Me? Cluck...... Why don't you take a look? After seeing Chen Fan's appearance, Azhu felt that this little monk was quite cute, and chuckled.