And at this moment, Murong Bo was dumbfounded, seeing that the sweeping monk really appeared, his gloomy eyes were filled with unparalleled shock.

Hiding in Shaolin Temple for ten years, he didn't even find out that there was such a monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at the sweeping monk carefully, Murong Bo was very vigilant, just from the sweeping monk's momentum, he couldn't be underestimated.

But the sweeping monk was not interested in Murong Bo at all, he looked at Lin Yu and asked with a smile: "Little donor, why do you know that the old man is here?" ”

"Can I say that I've seen the Eight Dragons?" Lin Yu scratched his head, and Orr smiled.

"I just heard that there is a monk in Shaolin Temple, hidden in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, just happened to be tempted, but I didn't expect the legend to be true. In the lower forest, I have seen the monk, I hope the monk hangs the curtain, and accepts me as a disciple! ”

"Alas, the old man is just a sweeper, not a monk!" The sweeping monk sighed and recited the Buddha's name.

"The monk is humble!" Lin Yu disagreed, "As the saying goes, if you don't sweep a room, you can sweep the world, and those who can really calm down and sweep the floor have a state of mind that is beyond the world." ”

At this time, Murong Bo couldn't help it, he watched Lin Yu and the sweeping monk talking and laughing, and he felt like he was being ignored.

"Boy, who the hell are you? What do you want to do when you come to the Scripture Pavilion? ”

"Apprentice!" Lin Yu replied seriously, glanced at Murong Bo, and said disdainfully: "But don't worry, I don't have any thoughts about you, not to mention that your martial arts are not as strong as the monks, and your temperament is also a long way behind!" Look at the monks, dressed in monk clothes, calm and calm, smiling, amiable. ”

"And you, wearing a night coat and a mask, I don't know how many years I've been wearing this outfit, I've washed it a few times, and I can smell a stinking smell from afar. The only eye that can be seen is still revealing fierceness and yin. The voice is rough and ugly, but he also likes to threaten people. ”

"Do you think I'm going to be interested in you?"

Finally, Lin Yu blinked and asked rhetorically.

"You ....." Hearing Lin Yu's sarcasm, Murong Bo was angry, and immediately waved his palm, and was about to slap Lin Yu's head.

But how could Lin Yu give him a chance, he immediately used Ling Bo to step slightly, only to see a shadow flickering, and Lin Yu had already hid behind the monk.

"Old monk, no matter what your background is, but don't interfere today, the old man sees that kid is not pleasing to his eyes, and he will definitely kill him to vent his hatred!"

For the monks, Murong Bo was still very jealous.

"Amitabha!" The monk recited the Buddha's name, and his face was calm.

"Donor, you have been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for ten years, and you have learned a lot of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, but why haven't you been able to achieve success?"

As soon as the monk spoke, he attracted Murong Bo's attention, yes, he has been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for ten years, and he has seen many stunts, but when he cultivates, he always feels powerless.

Seventy-two stunts, he practiced like a stranger, and he always felt that he was separated from the real Dacheng, and he never grasped the essentials.

So Murong Bo responded reflexively, "Why? ”

The sweeping monk took a few steps and said calmly: "The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, supplemented by martial arts practice and heart cultivation, you are so strong in practice, you will only enter the magic barrier in the end." The old man once put the basic spiritual cultivation scriptures next to the martial arts cheats you like to read, who would have thought, but you didn't even look at it! ”

Hearing the sweeping monk's explanation, Murong Bo retorted on the spot: "Nonsense, the old man has been practicing martial arts for decades, and he has never heard of the principle of cultivating the mind before practicing martial arts....."

"Eh, you haven't heard that it shows that you are ignorant, practice martial arts first and cultivate your mind, you don't understand such a simple truth, what else do you cultivate? It's better to go home early and reunite father and son! ”

"Boy, what are you talking about...."Murong Fu looked at Lin Yu hatefully, and pointed his right index finger at Lin Yu, only to see a purple internal force in a bundle instantly.

Lin Yu could dodge this attack, but he didn't dodge, there was a monk next to him, he didn't believe that this enlightened monk could stand by and watch.

Sure enough, the sweeping monk swept his sleeves, and the purple internal force disappeared instantly, and he recited the Buddha's name again: "Donor, your Wuxiang Tribulation Finger looks like a god, and it has its ......appearance."

Before the sweeping monk finished speaking, Murong Bo interrupted: "Old monk, don't talk nonsense, the old man's unphased robbery finger has reached its peak." Then he glanced at Lin Yu again: "Boy, you are lucky today, and the next time, the old man will take your dog's life!" ”

After speaking, Murong Bo broke through the window and left.

In an instant, Lin Yu and the sweeping monk were left behind.

Touching his head, Lin Yu looked at the sweeping monk with an embarrassed expression, "That, you also saw it, the old-timers want to take my life, if you don't accept me as an apprentice, then I will really be in danger next time." ”

The sweeping monk took the broom, smiled faintly, as if he hadn't heard, and was about to turn around.

"Monk, don't go, you see that you are a handful of years, and if you don't put on your mantle at this time, there will really be no successor."

"In Xia Bucai, I agree with the theory of the monk who cultivates his mind before practicing martial arts. In my opinion, martial arts training is not for fighting and killing, but for self-cultivation. Therefore, when I practiced martial arts in the past, I often spent a large part of my time studying the Taoist Buddhist scriptures....."

When the sweeping monk heard this, he immediately became interested, and a little smile appeared on his old face, looked at Lin Yu, and said, "What is the Tao?" ”

"Huh!" Lin Yu was stunned for a moment, but instantly became excited again, the sweeping monk asked this, so there is a play in apprenticeship.

So, Lin Yu's eyes rolled and he immediately replied: "The Tao is the way, the Tao is very Tao; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. None, the beginning of the world; Yes, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always nothing, and I want to see its wonders; Often, I want to see it. These two have the same name and different names, the same name is the mystery, the mystery is mysterious, and the door of all wonders ........"

With Lin Yu's recitation, the sweeping monk showed a somewhat satisfied smile, the world only knows that it is competitive, and few people go to study the ancient scriptures.

Lin Yu had carefully studied the Tao Te Ching before, so there was no pressure to recite it, and in the time of a stick of incense, he finished reciting the Tao Te Ching, and then looked at the sweeping monk expectantly.

"What is a Buddha?"

Eh, Lin Yu didn't expect that the sweeping monk asked again, he had studied the Tao Te Ching, but he hadn't read the Buddhist scriptures yet, how to answer this?

Looking at the sweeping monk shaking his head, looking like he was about to leave, Lin Yu could only break the jar at this time, and immediately recited: "Buddha can be Buddha, very Buddha......"

Hearing the recitation at the beginning, even if the sweeping monk cultivated well, he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood, he looked at Lin Yu, his old eyes closed slightly, stretched out his hand, took out a Diamond Sutra from the bookshelf next to him, and handed it to Lin Yu.

"When you have time, let's take a look!"

Lin Yumuleng took it and said that he thought it was a martial arts cheatbook, but when he saw the title of the book, he was immediately disappointed.

However, with the gift of a book, there is one more reason to talk to the sweeping monk.

Apprenticeship cannot be achieved overnight.

Lin Yu thought so, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Monk!" ”

When he looked up, he found that the front was empty, and the sweeping monk had long since disappeared.

The night grew darker and darker, and the Pavilion gradually fell into the darkness of the night.