"Old man, sitting on the wall and watching for 18 years, the essence and spirit are four feet long, and the donor has been inherited for the first time, and the comprehension has reached three feet in one hour!" Bodhidharma said in disbelief.

"I'm sure I won't tell my ability to sync the same level!" Xu Yifan's heart was secretly refreshed.

"The master's teaching is good, not the work of the boy!" Xu Yifan said modestly.

"The old man's realization is just the beginning, and I hope that the donor can carry it forward, and the soul of the old man's detention is fortunate to live up to its mission and is about to disperse. Amitabha! ”

Old monks and so on do not fail in their mission? Who gave you the mission?

Xu Yifan did not receive a response.

Because after Bodhidharma finished speaking, the image on the bluestone rock wall was distorted again, blurred, and finally turned into fluorescent dots and dissipated, and even the human-shaped ink target on the bluestone rock wall disappeared!

Xu Yifan closed his hands and bowed deeply from the heart: "Master go well, thank you for the master's inheritance!" ”

Then close your eyes again and merge your inheritance......

The oil lamp behind him faded and faded, and fell silent......

It was already early in the morning, Xu Yifan's ears trembled slightly, opened his eyes, stood up, and turned back to face the cave at the same time!

A tall human figure, standing at the mouth of the cave.

Xu Yifan squinted slightly, which was suitable for the bright morning light shining in from the entrance of the cave!

"Master Wukong?" Xu Yifan exclaimed.

"Amitabha, the donor is really a man of great luck and great wisdom!" Master Wukong said.

Xu Yifan frowned, and said secretly on guard: "I don't know what Master Wukong means by this?" ”

"No malice! The old man has been here for two hours to protect the Dharma for the benefactor! Master Wukong said indifferently.

Xu Yifan was startled and stared, disappointed to find that he still couldn't see the depth of Master Wukong.

"The Master Knows ......"

"Know!" Master Wukong replied without waiting for Xu Yifan to finish speaking.

"Then why ......"

"There is no cause and no effect between the opportunity and the poor monk here, and it is not something that the poor monk can forcibly occupy!" Master Wukong replied.

"That master won't ......"

"I will not engage in 'greed, hatred, and stupidity' distracting thoughts." Master Wukong interrupted Xu Yifan's words again.

The black line on Xu Yifan's face was very unhappy, and there was no feedback when he activated the mind reading technique.

"Master, you guess! What am I going to say next? Xu Yifan raised his eyebrows and asked provocatively.

Master Wukong looked at Xu Yifan with a black line on his face and said, "You let Lao Qu guess, Lao Qu will guess?" So how faceless am I? ”

With that, Master Wukong turned around and wanted to leave.

"Master, Master, look at you, as a monk, why do you still have such a big temper? I'm messing around with you, don't mind, don't mind! ”

After all, Xu Yifan took advantage of the Guiyin Temple, and Master Wukong protected the Dharma for himself for two hours, and this friendship must be inherited no matter what!

Xu Yifan followed Master Wukong to the martial arts practice ground in the front yard of the Guiyin Temple.

At this time, it was the time for the monks of the Guiyin Temple to practice martial arts.

There are more than a dozen warrior monks who are practicing a set of boxing techniques, Xu Yifan has just accepted the inheritance of Bodhidharma, and he is staring at it very curiously when he sees the practice of boxing.

"This is Fuhu Fist!" Bodhidharma said.

Xu Yifan exclaimed: "Well, good boxing, good boxing!" ”

"That's Luohan Boxing!" Bodhidharma pointed to another set of fist techniques practiced by the five warrior monks on the side.

"Hmmm! Good punch, good punch! ”

"That's the Golden Bell Jar!" Bodhidharma pointed to a warrior monk who was 'masochistic' in the northwest corner of the martial arts field.

"This is the legendary 'Golden Bell Jar'? Good cover! Good cover! Xu Yifan looked curious and observed seriously for a moment!

Master Wukong, who was quietly watching his disciple practice martial arts, suddenly felt that his monk's robe was being dragged by Xu Yifan behind him, and looked back at Xu Yifan with a frown.

Xu Yifan was a little embarrassed and pointed to the old monk who was slowly waving a bamboo broom on the steps and asked, "Who is this?" ”

"Sweeping!" Master Wukong replied dryly.

After seeing the expression of Xu Yifan, who was deeply suspicious, Master Wukong suddenly added: "It's just a simple sweeping monk, not a legendary master in the novel!" ”

"Master, are you a legendary master?" Xu Yifan simply asked directly.

Master Wukong looked at Xu Yifan seriously and replied as a matter of course: "Do you still need to ask?" Of course, I'm not a worldly high, and I'm quite tall! If I were to pick up a broom, I would be the kind of master you think of as a 'sweeping monk'! ”

Xu Yifan, who had just obtained the 'Wuxiang Technique' and the 'Dharma Sutra', grinned, and said eagerly: "Master, why don't we learn from each other?" ”

Master Wukong narrowed his eyes as if looking at the distant mountain outside the main gate of the Guiyin Temple and said, "Yes, but you have to sweep the ground of this courtyard clean!" ”

Xu Yifan looked at the serious Wukong master in disbelief and said, "Do all masters have quirks?" ”

Nodding, Xu Yifan said: "Count you ruthless!" After that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the sweeping old monk and whispered a few words.

After that, the old monk who swept the floor happily threw the broom in his hand to Xu Yifan, and then whistled and walked away!

Just when Xu Yifan was sweeping the floor and thinking about whether he could activate a sweeping system or something, there was a commotion outside the main gate of the Guiyin Temple, followed by a rapid sound of slamming the door!

At the signal of Master Wukong, as soon as Xiao Shami pulled the door bolt open, he was knocked to the ground by a huge force, and the temple door was violently rushed open.

Immediately afterwards, three men of different heights rushed in with more than a dozen media people of different skin tones!

Immediately afterwards, nearly 100 believers were waiting outside the door to offer incense!

The three people of different heights stood in the center, and the reporters and cameramen of more than a dozen media set up the 'long guns and short guns of various types' at 360 degrees without dead angles to various positions, and there were actually several aerial photography drones in the air.

Xu Yifan's eyes lit up: "I'll go and see if this posture is coming to Hall T?" ”

I didn't sweep the ground anymore, I found a vantage point with a wide field of vision, put the broom on the ground, put my chin up, and leaned forward to watch the excitement.

At this moment, Xu Yifan suddenly saw that the curious Fan Xiaoxue was probing his brain to find something.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue! Fan Xiaoxue! Here, I'm here, come here, I'm in a good position! Xu Yifan waved and jumped to his feet and shouted!

The anxious Fan Xiaoxue finally let go of her worried heart after seeing Xu Yifan waving at her lively, smiled, and squeezed over to Xu Yifan with a little disgust.

"Yifan, you are not in good health, where did you run around? It's so hard for me to find it! Fan Xiaoxue complained.

"It's too hot, go to the back mountain to chant the scriptures, isn't this sweeping the floor to exercise!" Xu Yifan's eyes were fixed on the center of the field, and he replied without turning his head sideways.

"What's going on? So much media! Fan Xiaoxue asked suspiciously after paying attention to the scene.

"Earned, earned! I should have come to the T Hall! Xu Yifan shouted excitedly.