Hanhan Temple is a temple on a small hill in Twilight Snow Town. The temple is in disrepair, the incense is not thriving, and the only frequent visitors are the flies and rats.

The old mountain gate was pushed open, and there was a creaking and groaning sound.

"Master, I'm back." Wang Yi closed the mountain gate and shouted loudly.

The wing room on the east side of the temple was the only place where people could live, and an old but loud voice came from inside: "Stinky boy, do you still know to come back?" ”

The door of the wing room was pushed open, and an old monk came out of it. The old monk looked particularly energetic with a shiny head, white eyebrows and a silver beard, and a few locks of beard hanging down to his chin. The old monk wore an old robe draped diagonally over his shoulders, faintly showing the appearance of a high-ranking monk.

Wang Yi lowered his eyebrows and walked in front of the old monk, he ran out for several days this time, maybe the master would teach him a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the old monk's stiff face relaxed.

"The girl, gone?"

Wang Yi hummed in a depressed mood.

"I've heard about it, too. I usually teach you that fate sometimes has to come eventually, and fate is not always forced, do you remember? The old monk sighed.

"Master......" Wang Yi finally couldn't help but choke. No matter how he said it, he was just a child, and he finally showed his vulnerable side in front of the master.

When the old monk saw Wang Yi's appearance, he wanted to teach a few words habitually, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back.

"That's it, you come with me." The old monk waved his sleeves and turned around and walked towards the main hall.

The main hall of Hanhan Temple is more broken than the mountain gate, and even the plaque hanging on the gate has been eroded by wind and rain insects. The old monk usually ordered Wang Yi to clean the temple, although it was not necessarily dirty, but it was unavoidable. Entering the main hall, there is a Buddha statue sitting in the center. The Buddha statue has a kind face and smiles cross-legged. Even Wang Yi, who was in a low mood, seemed to have settled down a lot.

"Go, kowtow to the Buddha three times." The old monk commanded.

Wang Yi understood that this Buddha statue was the "ancestor" of their lineage, although he did not shave his hair and practice, but he still stepped forward very religiously and kowtowed three heads to the Buddha statue.

"Xiaoyi, Master trains you so harshly on weekdays, do you resent Master in your heart?" The old monk asked.

Wang Yi scratched his head and said, "The master is also for my good, and I don't have any resentment against the master in my heart." ”

The old monk snorted and said, "You little guy is not bad anywhere else, but he is too slippery." I'm bringing you here today to tell you why I'm training you so hard. Our lineage is originally a lineage of warrior monks, and unlike those monks who study the scriptures, we enter Zen with martial arts. It's just that in modern times, people withered, and no one learned the supreme exercise "Wuxianggong" passed down by the Buddha, and finally the people in the door walked away, and my master transferred the position of abbot to me before he died, and said to me that the mandate of heaven cannot be violated, and the number of "Wuxiangmen" has been exhausted, so I don't want to be obsessed with the revitalization of Wuxiangmen.

I was young and vigorous at the time, so naturally I didn't believe Master's words. But I have been poor for decades, sitting in this temple and meditating, and in the end I only got a glimpse of the skin, I am not reconciled. ”

After saying that, the old monk's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was full of melancholy.

"Master, the master has said that the destiny of heaven cannot be violated, don't worry about it." Wang Yi comforted.

The old monk shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. You are my only disciple, and your roots and foundation are good, so it's time to pass on this practice to you. ”

"Exercises!" Lin Yi's eyes lit up. If you want to be admitted to the capital's military academy, you can't just shout slogans, and if you don't have the strength, how can you compete with the country's outstanding talents? Having a practice is the foundation for achieving one's goals.

Some people may ask, what age is this, high-tech weapons are flying all over the sky, is it useful to learn the exercises from thousands of years ago? It is true that the use of weapons makes it possible for a child to kill an adult, but the development of high-tech weapons can also hit a bottleneck. Many high-strength weapons are not capable of being handled by ordinary soldiers. For example, the most cutting-edge weapon of Solomon Star is now a mecha. In the ultra-high-speed movement, the pilot has to endure several times the acceleration of Solomon, and the body of ordinary people cannot bear it. There is a limit to the human body, but there is no limit to the development of weapons, and at this time, a large number of elites with excellent physical fitness are needed to operate top-level weapons.

Cultivators who have reached a certain level through the cultivation of the exercises are collectively referred to as martial artists, and it can be said that martial artists have the most terrifying force in their hands. Most of the exercises are in the hands of the big families of the two empires, who have a large number of warriors under their rule. The other two empires have a warrior guild, which is the place where the civilian warrior carp jumps over the dragon gate, as long as you are talented enough, you can join the warrior guild and enjoy various benefits inside. The president of the Warrior Guild has always been concurrently served by the emperor, in order to check and balance those big families.

The old monk walked into the main hall, first saluted to the Buddha, and then I don't know what mechanism was pressed, the smiling Buddha statue turned slowly, and after the Buddha statue turned a semicircle, a small square door was revealed.

"Follow me." The old monk took a big step and walked in first. Wang Yi followed closely, his heart was excited and worried, not knowing if he could get the exercises he wanted this time.

To Wang Yi's surprise, there were completely two worlds inside and outside the door. Outside the door was a dilapidated scene, but as soon as you entered the door, you were greeted by a dazzling golden light. It was an enclosed chamber with golden light emitting from within. After Wang Yi's eyes got used to it, he saw clearly that it was a delicate and small lotus seat. Although this lotus seat is a dead thing, it faintly exudes a solemn aura that cannot be desecrated.

"Incredible, huh?" The old monk smiled.

Wang Yi nodded.

"There are many things in this world that science cannot explain, and this lotus seat is one of them. It is said that it was used by the Buddha in the first place, and there is still a trace of pure wishing power left. As long as my disciples sit on this lotus seat, if they have a relationship with the Buddha, they will have a trace of enlightenment, and after enlightenment, they will automatically get the exercises that suit them. ”

"Is it so amazing?"

"If you don't believe it, sit on it and try it."

Wang Yi looked suspicious, walked to the lotus seat, and sat down. The moment he sat down, the lotus seat erupted with a rich golden light, several times stronger than before. Wang Yi felt that this golden light seemed to be able to penetrate his body, making his skin become golden and shiny. Fortunately, this light was not aggressive, but very soft, and when the golden light infiltrated Wang Yi's body, he felt as if every pore of his body was cheering.

Wang Yi sat on the lotus seat, his eyes closed intoxicatedly, as if he was in a state of flux. Seeing this, the old monk quietly left.

"Child, everything depends on your creation, and the favor of this lotus platform is not so easy to get." The old monk sighed in his heart.

Wang Yi's body was bathed in golden light, but his divine consciousness had already come to another world. The silky golden light rain drifted down from the sky hazy, and he stretched out his hand to feel it, and the rain silk actually passed directly through his body, and he didn't know if he was transparent or the world was transparent.

"Colorless, phaseless, traceless, formless." A solemn Sanskrit voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Yi's spirit was shocked, and he saw that the light and rain in front of him had dispersed one after another, and scrolls of exercises emitting dark golden light appeared out of thin air, and they were quietly suspended in mid-air in violation of the law of gravity.

"King Kong does not damage the body, Prajna palm, Arhat fist, one finger Zen...... That's a lot of exercises! Wang Yi's eyes were straight, and the exercises that these martial artists had dreamed of appeared in this mysterious rosette space all over the place.

"There is no phase gate exercise, and those who are wise and wise can get it." The solemn voice sounded again.

The scrolls of exercises suddenly floated towards Wang Yi together, as if someone was secretly driving them. Wang Yi couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, would he be able to get the exercises immediately? But before his smile could dissipate, the dark golden light of the "King Kong Incorruptible" scroll at the top of the list suddenly dimmed, as if he had lost his life.

Wang Yi's heart tightened, it seems that this exercise is not so easy to obtain, the voice before said that it is not unreasonable for those who are high in wisdom to get it. As expected, the next dozens of volumes of exercises were all overshadowed after passing through Wang Yi's body. Wang Yi's heart also sank to the bottom step by step.

What to do? Wang Yi was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Until the end, all the exercises were all over, and none of the volumes chose him.

Just when Wang Yi was distressed, the light on his wrist suddenly lit up.

"A-level energy is detected, and the main brain of the system can restore some functions after absorption, and ask the owner for approval!"

Wang Yi was startled by this voice, and it wasn't until this sentence was repeated three times that he had a little reaction, and the voice turned out to be coming from his own light.

"The Accelink bought for 200 yuan still has this kind of hidden function, it's too against the sky." Wang Yi was dumbfounded.

Anyway, there's no good way now, so let's just kill a horse and become a live horse doctor.

"Well, I agree with you to absorb energy." Wang Yi gave the order randomly, and he didn't know if it would work.

"Received instructions, preparing the energy black hole, please wait." The voice of the machine came.

"What is the energy black hole, I really don't understand it more and more, I have to study this Accelink manual carefully when I go back!" Wang Yi thought to himself.

About a few minutes later, Wang Yi's feet shook and he almost didn't fall, and then the entire rosette space shook. The golden light rain in the space seemed to be greatly attracted, and it all flocked to the light on Wang Yi's wrist. I don't know why, the light rain that could pass through Wang Yi's body before was sucked into the light and couldn't come out again.

"That's okay too!" Wang Yi was stunned.

At first, he was really shocked, but when he saw a scroll of exercises being greedily "eaten" by Guang Xun, his nerves were already numb, no wonder it was called an energy black hole, he could really eat anything.

"Dawning system recovery, one percent, two percent...... Per cent. ”

As soon as he finished saying twenty percent, the entire rosette space collapsed, and Wang Yi only felt a flower in front of him, and he returned to the secret room.

"Oops! Fell me to death. As soon as Wang Yi came out, he fell directly on the ground on his stomach, and he grinned in pain. If you look closely, the lotus seat under his ass has been torn apart, and the solemn aura has disappeared, making people feel that this is just a pile of rags.

Looking back at the Guangxun wearing on his hand, Wang Yi was full of doubts in his heart, because the Guangxun returned to his usual appearance. Nothing seems to have changed.

"Could it be that I'm hallucinating?" Wang Yi touched his head.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyi?" The old monk hurried in from outside and was startled when he saw the scene in front of him.

"What's going on?" The old monk frowned and looked at the shattered lotus throne.

"I don't know." Wang Yi smiled bitterly.

"Alas, the time is also fate, and it is ruined." The old monk sighed, but did not blame Wang Yi.

In fact, when the old monk saw the broken lotus seat, the obsession in his heart also melted away. The things inherited are all destroyed, what are you still thinking about revitalizing the Wuxiangmen? For him, it was a relief.