Master Fang Zheng is not the strongest monk in Shaolin's martial arts, he is only proficient in eleven of the seventy-two stunts, but because his Dharma cultivation is superb, he is modest, not as far out of the world as the Kongjian monk, nor is he as full of anger as Master Xuancheng, and he doesn't want to be so arrogant as Sandu, the only master Xuan Ci who can compete with him for the abbot's throne has an ulterior secret in his heart, and he is not as free and easy as the above certificate, so the responsibility of the abbot still falls on the shoulders of Fang Zheng.

As soon as the rumors came out, Master Fang Zheng pushed the door out of the house, and he knew the thoughts of the Martial Saint Sect clearly, and used the current branch to suppress the too large sects, and weakened and encroached on those forces that could not be lost, which sect did not want to strengthen itself, even if it was a sect like Shaolin, it could not escape the worldly eating, drinking, and Lazar, and even if you don't provoke others, others will not let you go, the nearest one is the Songshan faction opposite, The ambitious Zuo Lengchan dug out his mind and prepared to encroach on Shaolin's territory with red eyes.

Since the current science is in advance, Shaolin naturally has to make corresponding countermeasures, the original half-month Buddhist practice has been compressed into half a day, from the afternoon began to practice martial arts, Luohan boxing, bright boxing, partial flower seven star boxing, left and right wearing flower hands, double circle hands, big stele hands a set of basic martial arts splashed down, the new monks stumbled and stumbled, the face of the first master of the Luohan Hall was even more bitter, these people didn't even practice the basic skills to catch ducks on the shelves, and there should be a degree of quick success, right?

Xuan Ku thought like this, and he didn't know that the monks who practiced in this way were all in vain, but in such a form, they were about to take the scholars, and they could not allow them to have the slightest room for maneuver.

Zhang Huen mingled in the crowd and gestured in a similar way, and the introductory boxing method was not an exaggeration for him, a person who was proficient in seventy-two stunts, to catch it with his hands. According to the characters, they are ranked at the bottom of the chaotic characters in the Shaolin Temple, starting with their hearts. Taking the Zen language in the Buddhist scriptures as the end, Zhang Huen got a mental proof of the law name. As for why it is not called Xinjian, Xincheng and the like, it is said that this Dharma name was set by Master Fang Zheng himself, and it can be regarded as a special case among thousands of new monks.

With the continuous clarity of the rumors in the rivers and lakes, the standard of Jinling gradually became clearer, and it was Wang Daoqian, the general of Henan Province of the imperial court, who came to Shaolin to proclaim. However, as the content of the holy decree was conveyed to the ears of Master Fang Zheng, the monks of Shaolin Temple felt that this guy was really worthy of the nickname of the hidden knife in the smile, and this year's selection of scholars was set in two weeks, and the standard of martial arts children was raised to the level of martial arts, and the reason was very nonsense, to the effect that there are few new disciples of various factions in martial arts today, in order to avoid mixing some waste materials that eat and drink into the samurai class, the standard of entering the warrior has been raised.

If that's all there is to it, it's nothing, the point is to state one at the end, those who are eliminated. The Martial Saint Sect saw that the heavens had the virtue of a good life, and allowed those sects with an obviously insufficient disciple base to conduct secondary recruitment.

What else could Master Fang Zheng say when he heard such a holy decree, so he received the edict on the second day. Shaolin released a full set of introductory exercises, and the little monks in the temple began to become the sparring partners of the new monks, the purpose of which is to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages from these lazy new monks, and to be able to select those excellent disciples with good qualifications, high talents, and solid foundations before the opening of the department half a month later, and then spend great efforts to focus on cultivating them to ensure that they can successfully pass the assessment after half a month.

More than 28,000 new monks, after a three-day cramming process, began to be treated differently on the fourth day. Everyone lined up in dozens of lines to enter the newly built row of houses outside the monk's house, and the little monks with their own martial arts level were waiting inside. Accept them.

The freshly baked heart certificate monk followed behind the crowd, listening to the constant sound of martial arts in the house. The methods of those little monks are very rough and very efficient, and often some of the treacherous and slippery ones can't pass a trick in their hands and come out in disgrace, and are assigned to the lower courtyard by the monks who are guarding outside, that is, the objects of elimination; Some decent nature can last seven or eight moves, and after being defeated, they are directly allocated to the middle courtyard, and only those who work hard are fortunate enough to live dozens of moves in the hands of the little monk who deliberately releases water, and become the seed players who impact the scientific examination in the upper courtyard.

Zhang Huen walked into the room, observed, the room was unexpectedly empty, a little monk stood in the room, saw him come in, and said:

"This nephew, I have been ordered by the abbot to conduct a lesson for you, and if you can overcome me, you can go out through this gate."

The little monk pointed to the Zen gate behind him, Zhang Huen could see that no one had gone out from the other side of the house until now. If you can come out on top in Shaolin, the road will be better in the future, right?

Zhang Huen's seventy-two stunts have been mastered, and the next step is to integrate the realm, reach the peak, and return to the basics, but in the face of this little monk, he can only use the Shaolin introductory boxing method, and immediately rush to the little monk and say:

"The nephew's heart testifies, and I ask my uncle for advice with a set of Arhat boxing."

Seeing that he seemed to put on a mixed starting pose, the little monk was not verbose, and said:

"Master and nephew, be careful, the poor monk Shaolin Yuangen has also taught you a set of Arhat fists."

The two sides said politely, but it was not polite at all to move, the little monk a black tiger came over, the figure was good, and the speed was not slow, but in front of Zhang Huen's battle-hardened battle consciousness, he was a little bit of a big knife in front of the door, he made a slight mistake backwards, and dodged the seemingly ferocious move of the edge root, and at the same time pushed the window to find the moon and patted the edge root on the back, and the edge root rushed forward.

Yuan Gen finally controlled the shape of the leaning forward, and the cold sweat on his forehead broke out, how can this guy's strength be so great, more than the master's strength? At that moment, he put away his thoughts about releasing water, turned around and said:

"Just now, the poor monk intended to test you, and now, the poor monk will take out ten successes, and you have to be very careful!"

Seeing that Yuangen re-posed his starting pose, the tightness of his body directly increased by a notch, Zhang Huen pretended to put away his relaxation, and concentrated on dealing with Yuangen's next attack.

The speed of the edge root is really not good, but Zhang Huen cast the mouse bogey, and did not dare to perform too easily under the first-level monitoring system, so he was entangled by the edge root, and the two of them crackled to see the move, after thirty-six moves, the edge root suddenly used the Ganges River in Wei Tuo's palm into the sea, Zhang Huen was caught off guard and his eyes were round, good wow, this monk was cheating, and he was not polite at the moment, the wings in the eagle claw flip flew horizontally towards the arms of the edge root, and with his superior speed and huge strength, he suddenly pulled the edge root and flew out sideways, When he saw the root fall to the ground with a disgraced face, he shook the strips of cloth and flesh in his nails, and habitually folded his words:

"Uncle Shi, I have offended a lot, please 。。。。。。"

"How dare you steal the Eagle Claw Technique!"

Yuangen was not seriously fallen, but ten bloody cuts were scratched on the forearms of his hands, he screamed, slammed open the Zen door and ran towards the back of the house, shouting as he ran:

"Master, the heart proves that you have violated the precepts, and you can steal the strong eagle claw skill!"

His shout made Zhang Huen's temper unbearable, he rushed out of the house with an arrow step, and caught up with Yuangen in a few steps, and when he was about to reach out and grab his shoulder, a loud shout came from the side:

"Don't hurt my disciples!"

A middle-aged monk came out horizontally, so that it was also an eagle claw skill, Zhang Huen and he dismantled ten moves, found that this person's eagle claw skills were not as strong as his, I had the intention to give him a little color to see, but some white-haired old monks standing ten meters away made him dispel his mind, and the monk fought thirteen moves, Zhang Huen pretended to be invincible, and was grabbed by the middle-aged monk on the shoulder, the monk was about to continue to attack, and the old monk next to him A kind old monk spoke:

"Stop, stop!"

The monk Zhiqing grabbed Zhang Huen's shoulder and did not move, Zhang Huen gritted his teeth and endured the strength of his eagle claws, his face was painful, and the monk Zhiqing did not let go, and shouted without looking back:

"Abbot, this person secretly learned my Shaolin Mighty Eagle Claw Skill, according to the law, 。。。。。。"

"Zhiqing, how do you talk to the abbot?"

Another middle-aged monk came over and put one hand on Zhiqing's hand, and Zhiqing hurriedly let go of Zhang Huen and stepped aside to apologize. Master Fang Zheng closed his eyes and said nothing, now Shaolin's generations are too chaotic, if he, the abbot of the small character generation, really wants to line up, he can't suppress the monks of Xuan, Hui, Xu, Zhi, and Yuan, although their martial arts are not good, and the Dharma is sparse, but the character generation is the character generation, even if Master Fang Zheng can fight a thousand at a time, he can't use the status of the abbot too much to suppress them.

"It's not the Shaolin Eagle Claw Gong that the heart is practicing, it should be the Bianmen Eagle Claw that I learned in the world before I shave it, right?"

That Zhiqing's master Hui Fang is not a good thing, they are not blind, and they can see that Zhang Huen's eagle claw flipper is much more sophisticated and vicious than Shaolin eagle claw skills, but he deliberately said that the eagle claw flipper is a side door regardless of the facts, so that Master Fang Zheng is not easy to say anything, after all, he is maintaining Shaolin's face, so it is right.

Zhang Huen could only pinch his nose in front of the monks and admit it, Fang Zheng walked up to him and said kindly:

"Come with me."

Before he could take half a step, he was blocked by a few old guys of the Xuanzi generation, and Master Xuanshan saluted and said:

"If you are such a good person, you won't bother with the abbot, we will teach him carefully."

The master of Xuan Ku on the other side also took action to rob humanity:

"Monks have always been the first to enter the Arhat Hall, why did you overstep the system, junior brother?"

"The mind is undecided, how to overstep the system, I contemplate the heart to prove that the red dust is not exhausted, the troubles have not been eliminated, and I should enter my Dharma Academy to study Buddhism first."

Xuan Lonely and Xuan Ku took a look at each other, you are a junior of the empty character generation who dares to come out and rob people, do you really not take our predecessors of the Xuan character generation in your eyes? Master Fang Zheng only felt exhausted, I am the abbot, although I am the youngest, but you can't ignore the authority of me, the abbot, completely? (To be continued)