The sun is setting in the west, the sunset on the horizon reflects a piece of gold, the early summer wind is cool, blowing through the wide city wall, and the people on Suzaku Street are still very lively.

The little monk Yang Duo sat on a low stool, eating a bowl of somen noodles with relish, he came from the bitter cold land of the extreme west, and he was full of awe and gratitude for the food.

He ate very slowly, chewing each bite of noodles for a long time before swallowing slowly, with a satisfied look on his face.

After finally eating a bowl of noodles and drinking the last mouthful of noodle soup, the little monk stuck out his tongue and began to lick the bowl slowly......

"If the little master is not full, let's have another bowl, right?"

The noodle stall owner on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Thank you, donor, I'm full!"

Yang Duo put down the clean and shiny bowl he licked, scratched his bald head, and said a little embarrassed.

How did the stall owner know that in the bitter cold land of the extreme west, when the heavy snow continued one after another, and the cattle and sheep froze to death, the little monk would be scolded by the master if he did not lick the bowl after drinking the porridge.

"Donor, I want to ask, who of the younger generation in the Zhixing Academy has the highest cultivation attainment?"

Yang Duo stood up, tied the package to his back, and looked at the gate of Zhixingyuan in the distance.

"Little master, I don't understand what you asked......

The stall owner shook his head like a rattle and began to clean up the stall.

"Donor, may I ask the younger generation in the Zhixing Academy, who has the highest cultivation attainment?"

Yang Duo walked to a grocery stall and asked the stall owner very seriously.

"Who's the highest? It's amazing! Does the little master also want to go to Zhixingyuan to study? ”

The stall owner, whose business was a little deserted, replied lazily.

"Oh...... The little monk wants to ask who is the first? ”

"Zhixingyuan is the first in the world, our national teacher is an old immortal, that is the wind and rain, and the magic power is vast! Little Master, you are from ...... other places."

Speaking of the old gods of the national teacher, the stall owner came to the spirit and talked endlessly, with a proud look on his face.

"Donor, may I ask ......?"

Yang Duo walked to another shop, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the shopkeeper threw two copper plates and interrupted: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the shop is busy, Master, please go elsewhere!"

Yang Duo bent down a little helplessly to pick up the copper plate and scratched his bald head.

I finally arrived in Luoyang, Kyoto, and found Zhixingyuan, but who to find to confirm the martial arts?

Yang Duo knew that he could not break into the Zhixing Academy, and he would fight when he met people, although he left Drepung Temple for the first time and was ignorant of the world, but he had a natural keen intuition about danger.

Closer to Zhixing Academy, he could sense that there were several extremely powerful auras in Zhixing Academy.

There were two extremely powerful auras in it, which made him secretly palpitate, even his own master had not reached such a terrifying level.

Rao is like this, but the little monk is firm in his heart, and he feels more and more that this trip is worthwhile.

He continued to walk ahead, probing all the way.

"Donor, may I ask the students in the Zhixing Academy, who has the highest cultivation attainment?"

"What to make...... What do you mean? Do you little monk want to rebel? ”

"Uh......"

"Donor, may I ask who is the most powerful student in Zhixing Academy?"

"It's all very powerful, isn't it good to be admitted to Zhixing Academy?"

"Oh......"

After asking for a long time, he didn't get the answer he wanted, Yang Duo scratched his bald head a little stupidly, is there a problem with his own questioning, and the people in the imperial capital can't understand it?

"Donor, who of the students of Zhixing Academy can fight the most?"

The little monk turned around and asked again concisely and clearly.

"Of course it's He An, is it me!"

The shopkeeper saw that the little monk was unrelenting, rolled his eyes, and replied angrily.

Ho An!

Yang Duo silently remembered the name and bowed.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd not far away, only to see seven or eight students in long shirts, surrounding the two teenagers and beating them constantly, and the beaten teenagers struggled to resist, but the other party was outnumbered, and the two were obviously invincible.

Half of a young man's cheeks were swollen, and he shouted: "The surname is Cui, if you have the ability, wait for me to call He An, let's do it again!"

He kept scolding, but he ran fast under his feet, with a gust of wind passing in front of Yang Duo, and several people behind him chased after him.

Hearing the word "He An", the little monk's ears moved, and he caught up with the student in two steps, grabbed his sleeve and said, "Donor, please stay!"

"Hey...... What are you doing with me, monk? Ah...... They're after it! ”

The young man stared at Yang Duo with a pair of cross-facing eyes, full of alcohol, turned his head to look behind him, and shouted angrily.

"Donor, do you know He An?"

Yang Duo asked unhurriedly.

"Of course, he's my brother! The master is ......"

Cross-eyed looked proud, shook his head and said, and then his face changed greatly: "Oops! Fuck me! ”

A few sticks of wood split their heads and covered their faces, mixed with gossip and scolding: "Little rabbit cub, where are you going!"

"Run, run, break your dog's legs!"

Cross-eyed was so frightened that his face turned like dirt, and he squatted down with his head in his hands.

"Click! ”

The wooden strips smashed all the pieces of wood on Yang Duo's bald head, and they were suddenly torn apart, and the sawdust flew all over the place.

The seven or eight students who caught up were stunned when they looked at the broken wooden strip in their hands.

"People of Kyoto...... Do you like to hit people so much? ”

Yang Duo was not angry or angry, gently brushed the sawdust and dust off his head, and looked at the visitor with some blank eyes.

"Little monk, it's none of your business, get out of here!"

The first person is tall and tall, named Cui Qingfeng, a distant relative of Cui Zhixia, he pointed to Yang Duo's nose and roared violently, and the others looked at the cross-eyed squatting on the ground, rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush up.

"Amitabha...... Several donors showed fierce eyes and fought in the streets, is this Kyoto...... Is there no royal law? ”

Yang Duo's gaze swept over several people, his face showed regret, and he shook his head and said.

"Stinky monk, let's look for death!"

Qingfeng was furious, and he punched his back, and the big fist of the bowl had reached the door of Yang Duo in an instant.

Yang Duo didn't dodge or dodge, and his forehead was firmly punched.

"Quack ......"

With a crisp sound of bones shattering, the man hugged his arms and screamed: "Ah......hhhh

The cross-eyed squatting on the ground is Zhuge Guagua.

After the wine banquet in Daguanlou was over, he and Xu Zhen rushed back to Zhixing Academy, and happened to meet several students of Longmen Academy on the street.

At the beginning of the Qingming Dynasty, Zhuge Guagua was cheap and unbeaten, which had already made everyone in Longmen Academy hate itchy, and everyone rushed up to beat Zhuge Guagua and Xu Zhen to flee.

Seeing Cui Qingfeng punching the little monk, but holding his broken arm and screaming like a pig, Zhuge Guaga stood up overjoyed, crossed his waist vividly, and stood behind Yang Duo.

Seeing that Xu Zhen, who was out of breath, also ran over, Zhuge Guagua's chest straightened, and the fox fake tiger said mightily: "You dogs, there are seeds!"

Everyone shouted in unison, rushed over with their fists, Zhuge Guagua's head shrank, and he hid behind Yang Duo.

The little monk did not move like a mountain, but the monk's robe swayed, as if the wind kept blowing, and his monk's sleeves rippled like water waves, and a fluttering palm was waved out.

plopped, and everyone fell to the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground.

"The little monk is amazing!"

Zhuge Guagua, who was stunned, came back to his senses for a moment, was overjoyed, and laughed: "The Cui family's seed, now I know that it is amazing!" Come back if you have the ability! ”

Cui Qingfeng stroked his broken arm, his forehead was so painful that his forehead was beating with bruises, he looked at Yang Duo in horror, glared at Zhuge Guaga resentfully, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

The little monk was merciful, the shot was not heavy, everyone fell with gold stars, dizziness and brain swelling, fortunately, no one was injured, several people helped each other up, and left in embarrassment behind Cui Qingfeng.

"Thank you, Master, for your righteous action!"

Xu Zhen took a long breath and thanked the clouds.

"The master's miraculous skills are invincible in the world! It's really admirable, admirable! ”

Zhuge Guagua gave a thumbs up, affectionately took Yang Duo's arm, and slapped the rainbow fart.

"Sin, sin, sin!"

Yang Duo was not embarrassed to be praised, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The little monk just sees that they are too fierce, and he will punish them slightly!"

"People like them should be punished, the master did a good job!"

Zhuge Guaga said, diligently helping the little monk pat the dust and sawdust on his shoulders and smooth out the folds on the monk's robes.

"Oh...... The donor is He An's brother? ”

Yang Duo remembered the cross-eyed eyes of the sharp-beaked monkey just now and said that He An was his brother, and asked out loud.

"Oh...... In Xia Zhuge Guagua, his name is Xu Zhen, and both of us are disciples of Zhixing Academy! He An and we are good brothers, good friends, I don't know what to call the master? Are you also familiar with He An? ”

Zhuge Guagua said with a hippie smile.

"Oh? Both donors are disciples of Zhixing Academy? ”

Yang Duo was in awe, and then, his silkworm-like eyebrows couldn't help jumping.

The disciple of Zhixing Academy, but this skill and qualification are also ...... It's too unsightly, isn't it?

"Little monk Yang Duo, I heard that He An is the first in martial arts cultivation among the students of Zhixing Academy, and I admire ...... in my heart."

"Of course! My brother He Anruo is here, those guys just now, they beat their farts and pee...... At noon, we are still eating together, if the master wants to see He An, come with us......"

Zhuge Guagua, speaking of He An, looked like he was honored, and Xu Zhen and Xu Zhen took Yang Duo and walked towards Zhixing Courtyard, happily talking about He An's deeds along the way.

Several people arrived at He An's residence in Zhixing Academy, but the door was closed and no one returned.

The three of them stood outside the door and waited for a long time, but it was already dark, but no one noticed that a little monk had broken into Zhixingyuan.

"There are two donors, and the little monk is waiting for He An here, please take care of yourself!"

"Oh, that's fine, master peace of mind, He An should be back soon!"

After Zhuge Guagua finished speaking, he said goodbye and left with Xu Zhen.

On the willow tops of the moon, Yang Duo waited for a long time, a little tired, looked at the lush tree with knotted branches next to the house, jumped up, lay on the branch, pillowed the package under his head, and fell asleep soundly unconsciously.