Recalling what Wang Yifan thought, it is the heart method of Jiuyang Shengong in the martial arts world.

It is for: he is strong by him, and the breeze blows the hills. He recognized him horizontally, and the bright moon shone on the river. He is arrogant and he is evil, and I am full of true anger.

However, the source of this mental method is not the fire foreman Tuo who caused Wang Yifan to be unable to return to the door and unable to see his friends. It is the first systematic spiritual consciousness in his martial arts world - the remnant soul of Bodhidharma.

Speaking of which, this is also thanks to Wang Yifan's lack of evil thoughts. When he was seriously injured, he never chose to hold ordinary people hostage or secretly do that shameful thing. Otherwise, let alone let Bodhidharma make an exception, it is even more difficult to let him say more words.

At that time, Wang Yifan was hit by the fire foreman Tuo's Vajra palm. This kung fu is actually not violent, but under the increase of Jiuyang Divine Skill, not only did he directly break the arm bone of his left hand and the four ribs on his chest, but also caused him to suffer extremely serious internal injuries.

Leaning against the root of a broken tree, he looked at the dotted torches and was stunned: If I guessed correctly, the Shaolin Temple will inevitably make a temple rule after the fire foreman Tuo and me, and change from the original Shaolin Temple to the future Shaolin School. Hehe... Ahem! Want... It was after this incident that Shaolin became so annoying! Anyway, this time I made the wrong bet. Now, since I have lost the ability to resist, I simply learned Zhang Wuji to jump off the cliff, and I was also arrested by those monks and locked up alive for decades...

After thinking about it, he picked up the remnants of the "Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill" in his body, and let his right hand climb to the edge of the cliff.

Looking up at the starry sky, he whispered to himself: "I don't know what the 'death' in this system will feel like, and what side effects will it have... If it's resurrected on the spot, that's fine. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't look at the dark cliff scene, but slapped his right hand on the cliff wall, and then fell down the cliff.

In the midst of the hunting wind, he closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the imminent "death". But after waiting for a long time, the expected physical pain never came. But the slightly empty mind suddenly showed such a line of words:

"Congratulations! You have completed the achievement: New to Cliff Jumping. ”

Immediately afterwards, Bodhidharma, who is a system spiritual consciousness, sighed: "For a volume of "Jiuyang True Scripture", it is really difficult for the donor to work so hard. ”

Wang Yifan didn't know how to communicate with Bodhidharma, after all, his previous actions not only betrayed Shaolin, but also violated his oath to join Buddhism. Therefore, out of weakness of heart, he did not respond much, but instead moved his senses, and hastily closed the prompt box of the system.

However, just as he was thinking about "the hint of how to be reborn has not yet arrived", his already painful chest was suddenly hit hard!

In the whirring wind, he heard only the sound of a "click" of a tree branch breaking, and then he lost consciousness...

I don't know how long it took, but the golden ocean in his mind suddenly moved. Then, Dharma's trademark deep voice gradually sounded.

"Donor, before you die, is there anyone you can't let go?"

"Dad, Mom... And her..."

"And what must be done after you die?"

"Find the fire foreman Tuo, return this palm!"

"Have you ever thought about killing him?"

"Thought!"

"Then will you kill him?"

"Kill the fire foreman? Possible... No way. Because I know he didn't end well. ”

"Do you want to live or die?"

"Who would want to die if they could live. But... It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of death in this world. ”

"Then if you are given two choices, practice Jiuyang Divine Skill alive, and start over after death. How will you choose? ”

"It's... I'm afraid everyone will choose the former. ”

“...”

After Wang Yifan finished answering the last question, his golden sea of knowledge finally regained its calm again. At the same time, his pale and bloodless body slowly came back to life, just... His left leg, which had been impaled by a broken branch, had not healed with the rest of his body...

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Near the Dance School of the Magic City Drama Academy, there is a Chinese restaurant that is crowded with people.

It is a famous restaurant in the magic capital, called "Kung Fu Restaurant". As the name suggests, there are a variety of kung fu performances every day. Popular such as nunchucks, nine-section whips, and spears, and unpopular such as axes, hooks, and forks. It can be said that as long as it has appeared in Chinese history or in China, it can be seen here.

Of course, those who perform are not real, legendary martial arts people. Rather, it is the martial arts masters invited by this small shop from all over China, and some various film and television drama crews who pass by temporarily and are invited to perform.

Wang Yifan and Tang Yunchu sat on the second floor.

Due to the limited space, the two of them can only pass through the display screen in the private room. At this time, on the screen, two masters competing for leg skills were shown. Staring at the two people back and forth on the screen, Wang Yifan seemed to recall his original situation, and his expression was gloomy.

"Hey!" Tang Yunchu frowned and cold-eyed, and finally pulled Wang Yifan's attention from the display screen to himself, but when he met his eyes full of sadness, he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart: This person! It's only been one winter vacation, how did you get to die... Well, that doesn't seem right. That's dead... Oops, it's not normal anyway!

"Hey, I'm talking about you! Why did you become so decadent after this winter vacation? Tang Yunchu pointed to Wang Yifan's messy hair, "I don't cut my hair... Have you gone crazy again from practice and want to be a beggar? ”

Wang Yifan's eyes raised slightly, carefully looked at Tang Yunchu's outfit today, and said without hesitation: "If you can have such a beautiful friend as you as a beggar, I don't care." ”

"Hey!" Tang Yunchu crossed his hands, his left hand wrapped around his right shoulder, and his right hand around his left shoulder, and glared angrily: "What are you looking at!! ”

Looking at Wang Yifan's line of sight, today's Tang Yunchu is dressed more exquisitely than usual.

Slim beige cardigan, tight black jeans, although the feet are still the same pair of snow boots, but the whole person is obviously more feminine than when we first met... Well, sure enough! Compared with Tang Yunchu, who is wearing practice clothes, occasionally looking at such private clothes is also an excellent visual experience.

I don't know why, Tang Yunchu, who was still a little shy, suddenly lost his guard when he saw Wang Yifan retract his gaze because of his words. Not only that, but there is also some inexplicable loss.

"What's wrong with me? Is it really like what is said in the TV series, a woman's body is far more honest than her mind? ”

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