The person who came blocked Fang Xiaoyu with both hands and kicked straight back again and again, shouting in his mouth: "Oh, big brother is really playing!" ”

Fang Xiaoyu stood tall and said with a little curiosity: "It's really strange, why did you come back so early today, Shiyu, could it be that you caused some trouble outside again?" ”

A few years have passed, Fang Shiyu is no longer the little fat man he looked like three years ago, and he is seven or eight points similar to the superstar Li Lianjie in Fang Xiaoyu's memory.

Just looking at Fang Shiyu, who gradually grew from a little fat man to the idol in his mind, Fang Xiaoyu had a strange feeling.

I only heard Fang Shiyu smile and said: "Big brother said that I was joking, my mother sent someone to find me, and it seems that she also sent someone to find my eldest brother, there seems to be something." ”

Hearing Fang Shiyu say this, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little curious in her heart, there were not many times when Miao Cuihua looked for the two of them so solemnly.

With Miao Cuihua's degree of pampering of Fang Shiyu, under normal circumstances, she would not send someone to find Fang Shiyu who was playing outside.

With a little curiosity, Fang Xiaoyu said: "Oh, my father and my mother are ...... now."

Fang Shiyu pointed to the hall in the distance and said, "It seems that an old monk is entertained in the living room." ”

"Monk?"

Slightly stunned, Fang Xiaoyu's heart moved, and a different color flashed in his eyes, although this is the movie world, but Fang Shiyu's martial arts are definitely inherited from Shaolin, if nothing else, Fang Shiyu spent a few years in the Shaolin Temple before his debut. Could it be that the old monk who is talking to Fang De and Miao Cuihua is from Shaolin?

I still remember that in the past few years, I heard Miao Cuihua mention to him and Fang Shiyu from time to time that she wanted to send their brothers to Shaolin Temple to learn art.

Now, it's time for them to go to Shaolin.

When Fang Xiaoyu and the others saw the old monk from Shaolin, they only heard Miao Cuihua say: "Two stinky boys, don't come up and meet the best Zen master!" ”

The best Zen master, one of the five ancestors of Shaolin.

Fang Xiaoyu and Fang Shiyu stepped forward together, saluted respectfully, and said, "Boy, meet the Zen master!" ”

The Supreme Zen Master looked like a great monk, his eyes flashed with light, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab the two of them at the moment he swept over them.

Almost instinctively, Fang Xiaoyu wanted to dodge and avoid it, but the big hand of the Supreme Zen Master landed firmly on Fang Xiaoyu's shoulder, and in an instant, Fang Xiaoyu's body stiffened and could no longer move.

Then the Supreme Zen Master's big hands slid quickly across Fang Xiaoyu's body, and before Fang Xiaoyu could react, Fang Shiyu on the side also suffered the same experience as him.

"Ah, rascals!"

Fang Shiyu is not comparable to Fang Xiaoyu, just saw Fang Shiyu looking like a bullied little girl, with her hands on her chest, shouting loudly.

The surprise on the face of the Supreme Zen Master froze suddenly, and then he made a long announcement of the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" ”

Miao Cuihua's speed was so fast, she slapped Fang Shiyu's head and said, "Stinky boy, the Zen master is touching your bones, what are you shouting." ”

Saying that, Miao Cuihua said apologetically to the Zhishan Zen Master: "The child is rude, let the Zen master laugh!" I don't know ...... these two stinky boys."

The best Zen master folded his hands and said: "The two of them have wonderful roots and bones, and they are good material for cultivation, I want to take them as apprentices, I don't know ......"

Miao Cuihua raised her foot and kicked between the crooks of the legs of the two and said, "Two stinky boys, don't hurry up and kneel down for me to apprentice!" ”

Puff, puff!

Just looking at Miao Cuihua's reaction, Fang Xiaoyu knew that the best Zen master in front of him was definitely a teacher, besides, Fang Xiaoyu still knew the name of the five ancestors of Shaolin, so Fang Xiaoyu, who knelt on the ground, bowed to the best Zen master and said: "Disciple Fang Xiaoyu to meet the master!" ”

Fang Shiyu on the side didn't look out of tune, but he was very shrewd, and hurriedly learned from Fang Xiaoyu to bow down together.

For being able to accept two satisfied disciples, the best Zen master was still quite satisfied, and after the two of them made a great bow to the teacher, they helped the two up.

It's just that at this time, Fang Shiyu suddenly shouted: "Oh, I don't apprentice anymore, I don't apprentice anymore!" ”

At this moment, Miao Cuihua and the others were stunned, and looked at Fang Shiyu who waved his hand again and again, looking like he regretted not falling.

Miao Cuihua, who was slightly embarrassed, grabbed Fang Shiyu's ears and said, "Stinky boy, what are you crazy about!" ”

I heard Fang Shiyu shouting: "If you worship the old monk, then you will become a little monk, the little monk has no wife."

Fang Xiaoyu almost couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, while Miao Cuihua was even more embarrassed, slapped Fang Shiyu's ass and said, "Stinky boy, you know what a wife is at a young age!" ”

The Supreme Zen Master looked at Fang Shiyu being beaten there with a smile on his face, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw this, it seems that this Supreme Zen Master is not as amiable as it seems on the surface.

Fortunately, Fang Shiyu quickly understood that they didn't have to be little monks, they could still marry daughters-in-law in the future, and after understanding this, Fang Shiyu immediately became vigorous.

Songshan Shaolin, the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism.

Although Shaolin has gone through hardships, it is still passed down to this day.

All the way from Guangzhou City to Songshan Shaolin, the journey is thousands of miles, this way can be completely on foot, the best Zen master is also concerned about the two on weekdays, but since leaving Fangfu, he urged the two to practice.

Thousands of miles away, just over a month to complete, the first half of the month Fang Xiaoyu and Fang Shiyu were tired and half dead every day, almost sleeping in bed.

Although it is not a method of practicing internal strength, Fang Xiaoyu can feel that according to this breathing method to control breathing, his own endurance and breath are much longer.

Thousands of miles of long walking, coupled with the breathing method taught by the best Zen master, Fang Xiaoyu didn't know what Fang Shiyu was, but he could feel the changes in himself anyway.

Sure enough, it is worthy of Shaolin, which has been inherited for thousands of years, and the heritage is really profound. Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but look forward to his life in Shaolin in the next few years.

"Wow, what a big temple!"

Needless to say, this must be Fang Shiyu's tone, and the Supreme Zen Master on the side was not angry, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

With a squeak, the thick gate slowly opened, and a lonely breath came to the face, one hall after another, Buddha statues everywhere, but Fang Xiaoyu found that there were almost no figures in Shaolin.

Suddenly, Fang Xiaoyu remembered that Shaolin in this period was being suppressed by the imperial court, and even almost perished, which made Shaolin go south, and only then did Shaolin in Putian, Fujian appear.

As the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, Songshan Shaolin is sparsely populated, but the heritage accumulated for thousands of years still exists.

Under the guidance of the best Zen master, they worshiped the Buddha and recorded their names, and the two of them became Shaolin lay disciples.

Winter practice, summer practice, eight years have passed, both Fang Xiaoyu and Fang Shiyu have become adults.

At the mountain stream, the mountains are full of snow, and at a glance, they are covered in silver, but there are two figures fighting naked in the snow.

One of them is completely Li Lianjie's appearance, and the other one is also good-looking, quite heroic, needless to say that these two are Fang Xiaoyu and Fang Shiyu.

"Ha, Shiyu takes another punch from me."

I only heard Fang Xiaoyu shouting violently, his figure rose from the ground, condescending, and smashed straight towards Fang Shiyu with an Arhat fist.

Fang Shiyu smiled and said, "Look at my Mighty King Kong Fist!" ”

With a bang, the two fists collided, Fang Xiaoyu's figure shook, while Fang Shiyu took a step back, covered his fists and shouted: "It's painful for me, big brother, your Vajra Immortal Body Divine Skill is too powerful, this is just the first weight, if you make it the second weight, wouldn't it be standing there and letting me beat you without hurting you at all!" ”

Listening to Fang Shiyu's exaggerated complaints, Fang Xiaoyu spat out a breath of air and said: "For eight years, eldest brother, I have endured all the hardships and is only refining to the first level, but it is a pity that the supporting internal strength cultivation method has been lost, if it is practiced strongly, it will hurt itself, and I am afraid that there is not much hope for a breakthrough in my Vajra Immortal Body Divine Skill." ”