Qiqi hid behind Dao Gu, poked out her little head, stuck out her tongue at Tan Mo, and grimaced.

Tan Momu grimaced and didn't say a word.

In my heart, I thought: Ahh

Dao Gu looked at Tan Mo, hesitated, and then said coldly: "Are you his disciple?" ”

"Jiebodhi is the fifth senior brother of the little monk, and he is the one who is white and fat and is still afraid of itching." After thinking about it, Tan Mo replied.

He felt that among the four of them, the only thing that could make this Daoist aunt care about was his fifth senior brother Jiebodhi.

As for the three of them, in the eyes of this Dao girl, they are probably either wooden people or people who are in the way.

Dao Gu nodded slightly, her apricot eyes brightened a little, and she couldn't help asking, "Is the precept of Bodhi his Dharma name?" ”

As soon as the words came out, this Dao Gu seemed to feel that something was wrong, so she asked again: "Whose disciples are you, why does this Dharma name sound so strange?"

"The little monk and the senior brother are from the Lotus Temple in Luowan Town, Ningjia County, and the master is a great monk. However, because the master has passed away, it is the senior brother Lotus Monk who accepts the apprentice on behalf of the master. In line with the principle that heroes don't suffer immediate losses, Tan Mo answered very honestly at this time.

"Great monk? Are you the brother of the White Bone Arhat? Dao Gu's two good-looking willow eyebrows twisted, she looked at Tan Mo with a pair of apricot eyes, and suddenly asked, "So, are you ranked sixth?" ”

"The little monk was the latest to get started, ranking seventh. The little monk also has a sixth senior brother, and his Dharma name is Zhong Shenxiu. Tan Mo said with his hands folded.

"Then this matter has nothing to do with you." This Dao Gu nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly looked solemn, looked at Tan Mo and said, "I was wrong just now, I apologize to you, little monk." ”

"It's okay." Tan Mo waved his hand again and again, and he was taken aback by this aunt's sudden change of attitude.

This woman's face is really a June day, and it changes when she says it.

"Do you practice boxing in the temple? Your senior brother who is about to become a martial arts master is very powerful. Dao Gu then asked again.

Tan Mo didn't know why she asked, but he nodded anyway.

"Little monk, wait for me." After saying this, the aunt turned and walked into the monastic house where she lived, and after a while she came out again, holding a very thin booklet in her hand.

Handing it to Tan Mo, she said, "Carry it." ”

Tan Mo was stunned, and after opening it, he saw that there were four words on the first page of this booklet-Heterogeneous Boxing Sutra.

These four words were stunned for a moment, and then continued to read.

His eyes widened immediately.

This is actually a martial arts book that talks about the practice of boxing. However, it is not a human who practices boxing, but an evil ghost, and this evil ghost calls himself the king of the Ten Perfections. And this punching method is one of his "all".

However, this fist sutra should not be written by this perfect king.

Seeing that this boxing scripture will be named a heterogeneous boxing scripture, then most of the authors of this book are a certain Taoist person.

He glanced at Aunt Dao, Aunt Dao's face was expressionless, and it was estimated that she was also paralyzed, so Tan Mo hurriedly memorized it.

There are not many words in this booklet, hundreds of words, it took about half a pillar of incense, Tan Mo memorized it, and then read it again before returning the book.

"This book is my master's treasure, I borrowed it from my master in order to further my martial arts, I hope you don't spread it, I think this book will be of great help to your boxing skills." Only then did Dao Gu speak.

Tan Mo solemnly thanked him.

"Thank you."

This book is actually not very helpful to him, at most it is just an eye-opener, but in any case, it is a kindness of others, and he needs to thank him.

Dao Gu nodded, and then pulled Qiqi, who was bored and yawned on the side, back to the monk's house.

Squeak.

The door to the monastic house was gently shut.

Tan Mo exhaled softly.

This is really a disaster for pond fish.

At first, Dao Gu didn't give him a good look, but it turned out that she regarded him as a disciple of his fifth senior brother, Jiebodhi.

Tan Mo touched his cheek, thought about the alien fist scripture he memorized again, and after comparing it in his heart, he sighed and said, "Although there is no blood to gain, it is not a loss." ”

Then he sat in the doorway and began to be in a daze.

Chanting scriptures is annoying, and it is inconvenient to practice boxing, coupled with the tightness of the evil sect of this temple, Peony County is also very wrong, a strange atmosphere envelops the spiritual world in this area, and there is a "sister" that suddenly appeared, which made Tan Mo's brain feel a little messy.

After walking for a while, Tan Mo realized that he could actually ask that Dao Gu just now, what happened in this Peony County, something was so wrong.

Their senior brother has just come to the clouds, but this aunt should know. But when I knocked on the door at this time, I didn't dare to talk about it.

Only those who are good at art can be bold.

But now he is cultivating the spiritual energy of the first layer of the Nine Xuan, don't say that this kind of cultivation is not worth mentioning at all for those who have bloodline, even if it is placed in the artificial spiritual root, it is also at the bottom.

Lotus Temple's boxing method, because the notes left by the monk are too detailed, it is easy for people to understand the essence of this boxing, Tan Mo's boxing proficiency at this time, but it has been perfected.

Even if he is only eight years old, what strength does he have?

After thinking about it, the only thing that can be done is because of the evil ghost spirit root, and the ability to resist objects obtained by accident.

However, due to the limitations of his body, his brain could not provide enough mental power, and he could only use a small pebble like an arm.

Tan Moxin sighed and simply rested against the wall for a while.

Maybe he was too tired today, Tan Mo fell asleep quickly, and then in a trance, he started dreaming.

In this dream, he was actually practicing boxing.

What is practiced is not Guan Boxing, but on the Heterogeneous Boxing Sutra.

After the boxing fight, Tan Mo suddenly came to his senses, and looked around, the three senior brothers had not come back yet, and the light and darkness around here were about the same, and it was obviously not a few minutes before.

"This dream ......" experienced that miraculous painting, Tan Mo didn't dare to ignore this dream at this time, and then he thought about it, and went to the courtyard to fight a set of punches.

However, the boxing technique is still the same, and he failed to burst the air at once, and his strength has increased greatly. As before, I still can't fight the enemy normally.

"So what does this dream mean? Isn't it the general routine that I talk about someone's sudden success in boxing and being extraordinary? Why doesn't this dream play according to the routine? Tan Mo muttered for a while, and his heart moved.

One of the Ten Perfect Dreams, the success rate of the advanced ability of the Imperial Object is +100%.

Only then did Tan Mo understand that this dream was not acting on the boxing technique.

He went to the monastic house, closed the door, leaned his back against it, and put the corner of brick left over from the skids in his hand.

This brick is about one-eighth the size of a normal brick.

Dangling, the brick slowly floated.