"Abbot Uncle Ancestor, are you there?" Xinbao's legs and feet are good at this time, and the legs that were broken at the beginning have long been cured by Zhao Zimo with true qi, and now practicing martial arts is not a problem, and there is almost no major problem, so he is very grateful to the little monk Zimo.

And after that martial arts competition, and saw the emperor's little uncle and uncle who killed the emperor with a sword, he finally understood that a mountain is still a mountain high, the world is so big, and there will be an end to practicing martial arts by himself, so it is better to cultivate Buddha.

Since then, Xinbao's personality has changed a lot, no longer bullying the new Shaolin disciples like before, and now he is dedicated to the Buddha and being kind to others, only hoping to redeem his original mistakes.

He is now in charge of teaching a hundred lay disciples to practice martial arts, which can be regarded as tempering him and laying the foundation for his future path.

Of course, lay disciples can only practice the inferior martial arts of Shaolin Temple, but there are outstanding talents and kind-hearted people, and they can't teach a stunt and let them be around.

After all, after practicing for a few years, these lay disciples will leave Shaolin.

You can be a teacher for one day and a teacher for life.

At this time, the rivers and lakes are the most righteous, filial piety, and brotherly feelings!

Shaolin is their teacher, and when Shaolin is in trouble, you can fully imagine how many lay disciples will flock from all over the world.

And after some lay disciples have achieved cultivation, when they enter the rivers and lakes again, if they can obtain one or two peerless secret books, it will not only make him famous.

It will also drive the fame of Shaolin, so this is also the ability of Shaolin to stand for thousands of years without falling.

Of course...... Church apprentices, it is not for nothing that the master starves to death.

For example, Qiao Feng, cough cough, although it is Xuan Ci's problem, but after all, it still makes Shaolin close the mountain, right......

But just this one person, plus two brothers, almost knocked out the thousand-year-old foundation of the Shaolin Temple, if it wasn't for a sweeping monk, the Shaolin Temple at that time was in danger.

"Xinbao, what's wrong?" Zhao Zimo went to the Scripture Pavilion just now, and came back with a stack of cheats at this time.

Xinbao looked back and hurriedly lowered his head, after all, the cheats held by the little monk Zimo were mostly some superior exercises on the rivers and lakes.

Shaolin Temple for so many years, there must be a lot of martial arts collected on the rivers and lakes, but in general, except for the abbot and elders, it is difficult for anyone to see, and there is no need to learn it, it is mostly for reference.

"The female benefactor who came back with the abbot, let the disciple tell you that the Ming Sect has received 200,000 taels of silver, tens of thousands of blades, and those standard armors.

And she also thanked you for being able to send a hundred warrior monks for the Ming Sect.

But the female benefactor also said that after an hour, she would leave this place......" Xinbao glanced at it uneasily at this time, and found that the expression of the little uncle had not changed.

sighed in his heart, the abbot is worthy of being the reincarnation of the Buddha, such a beautiful female bodhisattva, just like a fairy descending to earth, the same innate realm, outstanding talent......

Every time she met the abbot, that kind of look was wrong, and the monks in the temple noticed it, but unfortunately the abbot was completely unmoved, and he didn't know whether to sigh or regret......

"Well, got it, you go!"

"Yes, Abbot!"

Zhao Zimo is now sixteen years old, but his performance and conduct in the world make people not see that this is a teenager, calm, calm, and has a city government, I have to say that the people of the rivers and lakes can't find anything wrong at all, but they pay too much attention to feelings, especially about family affection.

And the martial arts alliance leader conference he held will also be held on the first day of September this year, and the whole world can come.

Whoever becomes the leader of the Wulin Alliance will lead all the people in the rivers and lakes to jointly resist the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty.

Although everyone knows that this is clearly the little monk who wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance.

But I have to mention that the little monk beheaded the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty with a sword, and at this time, who would not give him face in the entire martial arts?

There is no need to send any invitations at all, and now all the sects are already on the way at this time, or have come, and live in the guest room of the Shaolin Temple.

Although many people saw the Shaolin abbot and the masked woman coming back together, they didn't dare to say much, especially this is the Shaolin Temple, how can anyone dare to be unscrupulous.

Although there are rumors on the rivers and lakes, they dare not publicize it.

………………

"Do you want to return to Mingjiao?" The woman was dressed in black and splendid, with a spear standing on the ground, she was not veiled, and the moonlight shone on the face of Allure, which seemed to be illusory.

Zhao Zimo looked over from behind and only felt that she was heroic, which didn't seem to be the language to describe a woman, but she was really handsome at this time!

"Yes, there have been a lot of masters on the battlefield recently, I need to go back, although my father can control the overall situation, but he can't go out in person every time, the commander of an army, it is impossible to fall into a crisis."

"Isn't there a lot of masters in Mingjiao?"

"Yes, but it's not innate, you can't walk on the battlefield, although there are some peak masters the day after tomorrow, but against each other, if some losses are still too big, Mingjiao doesn't have the confidence of the Yuan Dynasty, and can't afford it." The woman said lightly and did not look back.

"You're a woman......"

"Who said that women can't go to the battlefield, I learned swords when I was a child, thinking that I could become the sword-wielding fairy in white clothes.

But my mother also uses a sword, but the sword is not a battlefield weapon after all, and it is not long enough...... I was only seven years old when she had someone shot through the heart and died on the battlefield, but I learned a point.

I abandoned my sword and practiced my spear. Fang Miao'er didn't speak so softly at this time, her voice was cold, like a female general on the battlefield.

Zhao Zimo's lips opened slightly, sighed and said slowly: "Amitabha, the battlefield is the place where the warrior dies after all, it is not the same as the battle between the rivers and lakes, there is a chance to breathe."

Even if we are all congenital, it takes time to ventilate, and every time we ventilate, the true qi will become less and less, and if people surround it, they can't rush out, and everything will stop. ”

What is ventilation, he is ruthless and he is evil, and I am full of true anger.

Martial artists are not the same as ordinary people, in one breath, they can endure for a long time without breathing, especially in the innate realm, which is even more powerful.

During this time, the Great Zhou Tian in the body can operate at a rapid speed, thus providing sufficient true qi, allowing the martial artist to exert his strong strength, and the innate qi on the body surface will not disperse.

However, every time the qi is exchanged, the innate qi will disappear instantly, and the speed of the true qi in the body will also decrease a lot.

Therefore, every time you breathe, it is also the time when the warrior is the weakest.

The battle between the rivers and lakes, that is, one-on-one, can always seize the opportunity to breathe.

can enter the battlefield, attack layer by layer, surrounded by enemies, there are few opportunities for ventilation, which is also the reason why the warriors of the rivers and lakes rarely participate in the confrontation of the military town.

"Mingjiao is not the same as an ordinary sect, we are waiting to fight against the corrupt court and return the world to a clear day.

And I, as the daughter of the sect leader, is also the holy daughter of the Ming Sect, I need to enter the battlefield, and I dare to take the head of the army among the ten thousand armies.

Zhao Zimo......

See you soon. Fang Miao slowly turned his head with the spear, and a pair of bright eyes looked at him, as if he wanted to remember his face deeply.

She was afraid that one day she would die on the battlefield and would not have a chance to see her again.

She was afraid that this man who was like a Buddha and an immortal would suddenly leave this river and lake one day.

She was afraid that this little monk would not be able to remember her face......

Decisiveness has always been her character, and after three breaths, she turned away and flew down the mountain.

Zhao Zimo stepped lightly on the ground, came to the wall of the temple, looked at the woman who had already left, and couldn't help but close his eyes and fold his hands: "Amitabha, may the Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva bless ......"

On this night, the little monk crossed his knees here and recited the scriptures a hundred times......