"Uh-huh, a wave in the waves, damn it, the Buddha Gate is pure, isn't it drinking Lao Tzu's bath water?"

In the secluded and uninhabited pool in the back mountain, Wu Ming hummed a tuneless tune and took a bath comfortably.

On the stone platform not far away, there was a bag, and the kitten slapped the lay monk's clothes aggrievedly and became a laundryman!

Crash!

I don't know how long it took to wash, Wu Ming got up, let the cold water stains flow around his body, revealing a body that was not majestic but lean, and faintly revealed a fierce atmosphere!

Tear the wet monk's robe and twist it, put it on carelessly, sit cross-legged, and run "Innate Gong".

Whew!

I saw the hot steam, like a cloud of mist, shrouded in it, looming, a hermit style!

If anyone is here, they will be amazed, their breath obviously has no qi fluctuations, and they can actually evaporate the water with their own strength!

After just a cup of tea, Wu Ming got up and slapped it, shaking his lower neck with refreshment, making a crackling sound!

Looking at the thin young man with a slightly pale face and long hair tied at will behind his head in the water, he nodded with satisfaction, his expression was indescribably happy!

"Amitabha, the blood is like a rainbow, and the viscera is like a wall, congratulations to the donor for his successful cultivation!"

At this moment, a Buddha horn came, but he saw that Hui Xing appeared next to the secluded pool at some point, and a trace of surprise slowly disappeared in his eyes.

"Master, people are scary and will scare people to death, don't tell me, you have any special fetishes!"

Wu Ming's heart jumped, and he said a little crookedly.

"Ahem, what did the donor say? As the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts coming to the door! What's more, now the donor is refining his intestines like a wall, stepping into the extreme, waiting for idle ghosts and ghosts, and he doesn't dare to get close at all!"

Huixing coughed dryly, not thinking of the pestle.

"The master can't just talk to the kid when he has nothing to do, right?"

Wu Ming pursed the corners of his lips.

Although I have never seen ghosts, I also know that the qi and blood of the martial artist are strong to a certain extent, and the yang energy contained in it does have a certain restraint effect.

Moreover, its cultivation of the two meridians of easy tendon and marrow washing, and the body of a child, can be called the most rigid and yang, and the effect is better.

But in the same way, in the eyes of some powerful ghosts and even monsters, it is a walking Ten Perfect Tonic Pill!

It's just that he is not worried, there is a dragon cloak to cover his body, unless he is seen correctly in the case of cultivation like now, it will be difficult for ordinary people to detect it at all!

"Hehe, the poor monk is sending a letter to the benefactor. ”

Hui Xing smiled and handed over a letter.

"Jia Xiaopang's letter!"

Wu Ming took a look, raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not shy away from opening it directly in front of him, and quickly browsed it.

There are no special things on it, and there are no secret words such as hidden codes, just some things about Song Jing and interesting things that have happened during this time.

"Unknowingly, the donor has been on the mountain for a year, have you ever thought of going back to Beijing to have a look?"

Hui Xing asked casually.

"The master doesn't want to drive me away, does he?"

Wu Ming looked at Hui Xing with a smile until he showed a hint of embarrassment, then he smiled and said, "Master don't mind, the kid is just joking!"

"The donor laughed, the door is a guest, Shaolin Temple has no precedent for driving the scriptures keepers out, not now, not in the future!"

Hui Xing said.

But in his heart, he was full of slander, if it weren't for Wu Ming's special identity, he would have done what he did, let alone drive it out, even if he abolished his cultivation, it would be possible!

"That's the case, if nothing else, the kid will go back to the Nine Tribulations Pagoda to practice!"

Wu Ming understood it, smiled secretly in his heart, and said quietly.

"The donor is slow, through the determination of the elders in the temple and the head of each courtyard, the Nine Tribulations Pagoda will be reopened in the near future, but it is not appropriate to go there to practice again!"

Hui Xing stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Then I can always go back to the lay Zen monastery in the outer temple to practice, right?"

Wu Ming was slightly stunned and sighed.

"This is natural, as long as the donor no longer disregards the rules of the temple and acts wantonly, everything is business as usual!"

Hui Xing meant something.

"Ha, don't worry, master, the kid is definitely not a person who deliberately causes trouble!"

Wu Ming snorted, rolled his eyes, and said in a shy voice, "Master, last time the Discipline Academy wanted to punish me, shouldn't the five recitations of the Dharma given to me be given to me?"

"Ahh

Hui Xing's expression froze, and his eyes were full of confusion.

I never thought that Wu Ming would mention this stubble at this time, if he hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it.

And most importantly, how can a human face be so thick-skinned?

"Master, you see, these five recitations were originally punished by the Discipline Academy, and now I have been thinking about the Nine Tribulations Pagoda for a year, this thing is useless, how can I say that it should be mine, right? Master, do you say this is the reason?"

Wu Ming said.

Whining!

The kitten nodded again and again, as if to say, this is the reason!

"This ......"

Hui Xing nodded blankly, really confused by Wu Ming's shamelessness.

Obviously, you are in retreat and cultivation in the Nine Tribulations Pagoda, how did you become a wall-to-face reflection?

"The master is a high-ranking monk, I guess he won't covet this little thing from the kid, right? After this cultivation, I still want to go and thank that one, you better give it to me quickly, it's not good to delay everyone's time!"

Wu Ming pointed to the sky, soft and hard.

"Give and give, if the poor monk doesn't give, won't he become a villain who is greedy for ink?"

Hui Xing took out a pale golden jade talisman the size of a palm, stuffed it angrily, turned around and left.

"Don't be in a hurry, how do you use this thing?"

Wu Ming asked facelessly grabbing his monk's robe.

"Isn't the benefactor going to thank that one?

Hui Xing's heart is so angry, years of cultivation of Buddha meditation are about to be polished.

"Master, respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of our human race, how can I bother that old man for such a trivial matter?"

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"You ......"

Hui Xing was completely defeated by Wu Ming's shamelessness, and said with a straight face, "These five recitations of the Dharma are the Buddhist talismans that seal the five senses, the stronger the divine sense, the stronger the suppression, but this Dharma is only the most primary, and it is only effective for martial artists below the grandmaster realm."

When you use it, you can use your divine consciousness to stimulate it, or you can use your true qi to induce it, and the effect is different. ”

"I'm going to me and use this thing to suppress me, master, don't you think it's overkill?"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank and he smacked his tongue.

"Hmph, you naturally don't need to really activate its power to deal with you, you can take it back after the punishment.

But if all of them are activated, they can only be used once, and there is no reason for any martial artist under the grandmaster to be spared!"

Hui Xing was really afraid that if he stayed, he couldn't help but break the precepts, taught Wu Ming a hard lesson, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

"Hey, good baby! It seems that the Discipline Academy should have forgotten this stubble, otherwise this treasure would have been taken back a long time ago, and it would not be Huixing's turn to collect it!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and he played with it for a while, and collected it closely.

This item is effective against the strong below the grandmaster, even if it is a consumable, but if used properly, I am afraid it will have a miraculous effect!

......

"Sure enough, I can't go back!"

When Wu Ming walked through the corner of the familiar stone steps, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and he actually came to a garden that Shaolin had walked through.

Moreover, not far from the secular Zen Temple, the shouts of morning exercises come and go, and everything is like yesterday!

"Hey, why haven't you shaved your hair?

"It's strange, although his monk's robe is tattered, it is indeed the monk's robe of a lay disciple!"

"Why do you feel a little familiar, as if you've seen it somewhere!"

Closer to the Zen Academy, there are more and more lay disciples coming and going, and when they see Wu Ming's appearance, they can't help but wonder.

After a year, few people remember the murderous lay disciple Nameless, and they all thought that he had been expelled from Shaolin!

Wu Ming didn't care, he waved or nodded at the people he met with a smile, naturally incomparable, as if he had returned to his own backyard.

Back in the meditation room, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Chase Shop, Wu Ming grinned, but when he saw his original location, it seemed that there was someone, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"It seems that we have to go to Zhike Academy!"

Wu Ming pondered, walked out of the Zen courtyard with his bags, and went straight to the Zhike Courtyard.

Although Hui Xing had revealed the intention of letting him go down the mountain before, he had no intention of leaving.

Even if you are successful in refining your intestines, if you go back like this, you are still too weak, and even if you break through the Qi Realm, you don't want to leave.

After all, there is no shortage of cultivation resources, there are a lot of exercises, and with such a safe place as the Shaolin Temple, there is no place to find a broken head!

It's just that before he arrived at Zhike Courtyard, he was stopped by a young lay disciple in a rather secluded corner.

"In Xia Zhiyun, the common family surname is Sun, the name is the first, and on the order of the six young people, I have come to send a letter to the prince!"

In order to avoid misunderstanding, the young man introduced himself first and found a thumb-sized blue and white jade.

Wu Ming could see clearly that there was a 'Jia' character engraved on the jade jue.

"This is like Jia Xiaopang's means, openly sending a letter as bait, and secretly having another secret letter!"

The previous letter had no means of concealment, and Wu Ming determined that it was definitely not Jia Zhengjing's habit, and I am afraid that there was another charter.

Unexpectedly, before I came back, the messenger came to the door.

I have to say that Jia Zhengjing's methods, as well as his subordinates, are all capable!

"It is indeed the sixth young master's order, after the letter is sent, let me wait here for the prince! I didn't expect the prince to come so soon. ”

Zhiyun's eyes were full of adoration, and he said respectfully.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled and nodded, put the jade jue on his eyebrows, concentrated his attention, and leaned in.

This jade jue is called Jade Jane, and it is something that can only be burned by artistic conception warriors, and it must be viewed with divine sense.

But his clear-eyed little supernatural power has already condensed a trace of divine sense, but it can't be used like an artistic conception martial artist, and it can only play a little role.

And look at the jade slip, which is in it.

"Okay, if you need to say it, I've burned it into Yujue!"

After the tea, Wu Ming handed Yu Jue back with a slightly pale face.

After all, his divine sense is too weak, even if it is concise and to the point, the content burned is very small, and the consumption of his mind is also extremely large, which is equivalent to a big battle.

"Yes, the sixth young master also ordered, but the prince has a need, although he informs him, he will work in the next place!"

Zhiyun took Yu Jue into his arms and left without staying.

"Hey, can't you keep it, if you can't keep it, go live in the wilderness!"

In a secluded corner, Wu Ming's face suddenly turned cold.