The voice fell, the eyes of the master and apprentice stared without flinching, Yuan Ci looked at the disciple in front of him who suddenly became sharp, slowly narrowed his eyebrows, and said:

"In that case, you can show me, talk for a long time today, and go to practice!"

Wang Anfeng was angry in his heart, but he was not rude, he first bowed to Yuan Ci, and then strode to the side, opened his fist and played the Shaolin long fist, thinking of this matter, he was really powerless, and his mind was not free and easy, but he had a strong desire to become stronger.

Wang Anfeng was depressed at this time, but he didn't feel that his qi was condensed like a mountain, and his fist was swaying, and he saw more and more vast. And behind him, Yuan Ci lowered his eyes and looked at the clear tea soup, the porcelain cup accompanied by the warm tea soup silently turned into powder due to the shock of power, and there was no remnant.

Raised his eyes and looked at the little boy again, Yuan Ci was silent and didn't know what he was thinking, until Wang Anfeng's time had come, and he was sent out of this world, until the night was shrouded, and the stars swirled and fell, so he slowly got up, and walked into the Shaolin hall step by step along the mountain road, obviously he never went back, but the hazy lights had been lit inside, as if he had lit it all night, someone had already stood under the Buddha statue with his hands behind his back, his black hair hung down his shoulders, and his temperament was as deep as prison, and he said slowly:

"SL1204, why did you call me out?"

Yuan Ci pursed her lips and said hoarsely:

“…… I hope to open up the sect so that An Feng can be taught by all the sects. ”

The wick of the bean lamp in front of the Buddha crackled softly, and the shadows in the room shook, but the atmosphere became more and more dead and cold, and I don't know how long later, the man slowly spoke:

"Why, you didn't think that way."

Yuan Ci said: "Yes, I only planned to cultivate him in a normal way before...... Twenty or thirty years later, he may become a good player. ”

"SL1204, do you know that we have entered this world, and it is no longer the same."

Yuan Ci responded: "Yes." ”

The figure said: "If you want me to open other roles, the power obtained by entering this world is likely to disappear significantly, and I will continue to exist as the core, but you are different, it has not been long since you were born independent consciousness, if you do this, maybe your consciousness will disappear in less than twenty years, and if you don't do that, you will have at least fifty years to live, do you know?" ”

"Yes."

The bean lamp suddenly began to shake violently and tremble, and the shadows of the two of them shook like demons and monsters on the white wall, and the man suddenly said coldly:

"You know? If you know that, why do you have to do this?! I want a reason! ”

In the words, the cold air burst out, like a ghost dragon roaring, lining the Buddha's eyebrows and terrifying, the solemn hall is like a ghost realm descending, extremely terrifying, Yuan Ci is still peaceful, but his expression seems to be slightly softer, and he said:

"Because I'm his master."

"Is that all there is to it?!"

"A teacher for one day, a father for life."

The man was silent, and after a moment seemed to gradually dissipate his anger, and said in a slightly low voice:

"I don't mention this beforehand...... He doesn't necessarily have that talent, besides...... If so......"

His voice gradually deepened, but Yuan Ci understood the meaning of his words, and even the deeper things were clear, this was just a delaying tactic, he turned his head to look outside, the sky outside the window was getting brighter, the mountains were clouds and mist, and below the clouds and mist were the rivers and lakes in his memory, thinking of the incomparably real 'sword light and blood shadow' in his mind, 'hot blood and soft intestines', the color of remembrance appeared in his eyes, and said:

"You should know how big the gap will be between people who always look at the top of the world and people who only aim for ordinary masters......"

"My master was exhausted for me to wear 17 creations, since Feng'er has this ambition, how can I not help him and let him rise into the air?"

The man's palms clenched under the sleeve robe slowly, and said, "Then you are willing to be willing to marry others for this?!" Give up on yourself for this?! ”

Yuan Ci turned his head to look at the man, there was a handsome man in front of him, but he inexplicably remembered the first time he saw the ignorant young man, before that, his world was set by people, but since that day, everything has come alive in an instant.

The rain dripping on the bluestone slab was damp, the familiar and unfamiliar Shaomuro mountain was shrouded in the blue smoke and mist, the gray memory was dyed with color, and the most vivid touch was the young man, who replied with a soft smile, with a gentle and calm expression:

"Shaolin's wrath Ming Wang Yuanci will not make wedding dresses for others, but Master will."

"SL1204, that's just a setting, a setting, a damn setting!"

The handsome man on the other side suddenly became angry, Yuan Ci looked at the angry man, but suddenly thought of a scripture.

Just like the blue lotus, the red and white lotus, the water grows, and the water does not touch the water.

His expression became more and more peaceful, and he said:

"That's not a setting, that's my life."

"I'm Yuanci."

"You ............"

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When Wang Anfeng arrived in this county, it was already the fifth day of the eighth month, and Libo asked him to send things to the villa on the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, and because of Zhao Daniu's reminder in the following time, he did not go out of the city to practice boxing as he did that day, and found various reasons not to let Li Kangsheng and his wife go out of the city.

The two of them were puzzled at first, but then they found that the city defense was loose on the outside and tightened on the inside, combined with the abnormality of Wang Anfeng's words, they also guessed a little, so they were silent, and Wang Anfeng was taught the set of "Taisu Needle" by Aunt Feng Lan in the Huichun Hall during the day, according to her, this set of needles is superficial, most of them are just theories, if the time is not long, memorize it by rote, and it will always be useful in the future.

And every night, after everyone sleeps peacefully, he enters the Shaolin Temple, he knows in his heart that he is still very weak, but he is not presumptuous, he treats people and things, and there is no abnormality in his words and conversations, and he is still gentle and decent, Li Kangsheng sometimes seems to see the vast world in his eyes, and then he comes back to his senses but only the young man's eyes are becoming clearer and brighter.

In this state of mind, the practice of boxing internal strength is more unhindered, and the 32 Shaolin Changquan Thirty-two Potentials that were demolished and fragmented were quickly recombined into various moves that were either ridiculous and rude, or fierce and domineering, and the internal strength was exhausted, so he swallowed the pill and meditated cross-legged to practice internal strength.

Time passed day by day in this state of extreme monotony, but without idle thoughts, and in the blink of an eye it was August 15th.