"Come, Zamabu, get in a good position, and start learning Luohanquan."

Lu Yang learned Meng Jingzhou's movements just now, his breath sank into the dantian, his chest was raised high, his left foot was half a step to the left, and his palms arced.

"Hah!"

"It's not loud enough, come again!"

"Hah!"

"Louder!"

"Hah!"

Lu Yang's voice became louder and louder, and finally reached Meng Jingzhou's standard.

"Master taught me that shouting during battle is a way to let go of restrictions, and the louder the voice, the more you can exert your true strength, even beyond the usual strength."

"When you throw a punch, keep your arms and eyes level."

"It is important to clench your fists, imagine holding a stone in your hand and holding it with the greatest force, as if it is going to be crushed."

These were taught by the three elders when Meng Jingzhou was learning boxing techniques, and now they are all taught to Lu Yang.

"Luohan Boxing pays attention to following each other, changing your steps with your hands, combining strength and softness, your movements are too rigid, you must be coherent and soft!"

Meng Jingzhou pointed out Lu Yang's mistakes one by one and corrected them, which are common mistakes when practicing boxing.

Lu Yang has a good talent in martial arts, which can be seen from the fact that it took him half a day to learn pictogram boxing, and then it took half a day to improve it to Lu's pictogram boxing.

"The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore!"

Lu Yang quickly learned well, and there was the compassion of a monk between his eyebrows, and he was a great benevolent person at first glance.

Meng Jingzhou's earnest teachings sounded in Lu Yang's ears: "Master told me that Luohan boxing is a boxing method to persuade people to be good, the so-called bitter sea is endless, and turning back is the shore. ”

"It's just a pity that the world is so ignorant that they can't put down their weapons and be dedicated to goodness, so they can practice Luohan boxing to the fullest, and there are only three or two people in history."

Meng Jingzhou put one hand on his chest, which really meant to be a monk.

"When learning Luohanquan, the state of mind is also very important, and it is best to imagine that you are a disciple of Buddhism. When I was learning Luohanquan, I also studied Buddhist scriptures for a while. ”

"Reciting sutras?" Lu Yang felt that he had faintly found a way.

Lu Yang doesn't need to learn Buddhist scriptures now, when he was in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion before, he recited Buddhist scriptures "Diamond Sutra", "Ming King Sutra", "Heart Sutra" and the like for a few days in his spare time, and the hypnotic effect was first-class.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the delicate face of the immortal fairy came to mind.

The immortal fairy was wearing beige pajamas, tilting her head and looking at Lu Yang.

“…… Fairy, can you stand next to my spiritual space, I am recalling the Buddhist scriptures. ”

"Oh."

There was no immortal fairy in his sight, Lu Yang began to recall the Buddhist scriptures, and the contents of the "Diamond Sutra", "Ming King Sutra" and "Heart Sutra" appeared in front of him, Lu Yang figured out and understood the state of mind of the scripture writer, and placed himself in it.

In reality, Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang in surprise.

Lu Yang closed his eyes tightly, and his movements were slower than at the beginning, like an old man who looked like a dead wood, but he had the feeling of a compassionate monk in every gesture.

"Could it be that this kid Lu Yang is suitable for becoming a monk?" Meng Jingzhou secretly guessed.

With the deepening of Lu Yang's understanding of Buddhist scriptures and Arhat boxing, his movements became more and more smooth, like flowing water in the same industry, without the slightest pause, as if he had practiced hundreds of times, and the movements had already been memorized by heart and turned into instinct.

Bang - Bang -

Every time Lu Yang punched, there was a sound of air explosion, and there was a faint echo of the Buddha's voice, as if there was an old monk chanting scriptures in the void, teaching the world to be kind to others.

Lu Yang closed his eyes and boxed, fighting from early morning to evening, Meng Jingzhou saw that he had nothing to teach, so he squatted aside to see when Lu Yang's grandson would open his eyes.

"Whew-"

Lu Yang finished a set, breathed and finished work, opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and bright.

"Alcheming?" Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang in surprise, he had studied for three days to learn, and this kid had become a kung fu in a day?

Is there any reason for this?

"A little bit of success." Lu Yang said modestly.

"Let's try." Meng Jingzhou was itching, he wanted to see how Lu Yang was learning, he didn't believe that he had practiced for more than half a month, and he could still beat Lu Yang, who studied for a day?

"Then try." Lu Yang also has itchy hands, so he has to practice to see his level.

The two glanced at each other, put on a posture at the same time, and invariably performed Luohan boxing to have a pure competition.

"Black Tiger Digs Out Heart!"

"Black Tiger Digs Out Heart!"

"Smash and smash!"

"Smash and smash!"

The two of them collided with their fists and feet, and the momentum was violent, like a thunderbolt exploding in the field, shaking the leaves of the old trees outside the martial arts arena.

The two have the same tricks, the same strength, and they fight heartily, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

"I didn't expect it, after learning for only one day, you will be introduced to Luohan boxing like me, maybe one day you will be able to practice Luohan boxing and persuade people to be good!"

"It's just a fluke." Although Lu Yang said this, judging from the smug expression on his face, it had nothing to do with the word luck.

Lu Yanggang wanted to be reserved a few more words, but inadvertently glanced at the top of Meng Jingzhou's head, and his expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with my head?" Meng Jingzhou was confused.

"No, no problem." Lu Yang's eyes dodged, as if he had done something wrong.

Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang suspiciously, and subconsciously touched his head.

Wait, is there something missing in your head?

"Where's my hair?!"

Meng Jingzhou took out a small mirror from the identity jade and looked at his head for a long time.

His head was bare, and the sparrows were slippery when they stood on it.

He was bald.

Like an Arhat.

In the spiritual space, the immortal fairy smiled and leaned back.

"Lu Yang, you explain to me clearly, what's going on!" Meng Jingzhou's first reaction was to suspect Lu Yang.

His hair is part of the refining body, how could it fall out for no reason?

He had just noticed that his feet were covered with hair, which had just fallen out.

"I—I don't know, it's just that when I was boxing just now, I noticed that your hair was falling out very quickly, and when I wanted to remind you, your hair was already falling out." Lu Yang was a little flustered, he really didn't understand what was wrong.

Speaking of this, Lu Yang seemed to have figured out something, and suddenly realized: "I understand." ”

"What do you understand?"

"Do you think, the purpose of Luohan Boxing is not to persuade people to be good, where does evil come from, from troubles, Buddhism has a saying of three thousand troubles, without three thousand troubles, there will be no malice, and you can be good."

"Besides, your current image is more like an Arhat, and it is a special match for Arhat Boxing!"

When Meng Jingzhou heard this, he pounced on Lu Yang like a hungry tiger: "I think you are like an Arhat!" ”

Lu Yang's heart was weak, so he ran away: "I'm a Luohan boxer, you can't beat me!" ”

"You're not an Arhat fist at all, it's a head shaving! Stop! ”

(Thanks to the book friend 20220115152208435 the leader of the reward)

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