Inside Lingyin Temple.

Greeted by a non-Zen master in the prison, Zhang Jingqing, the heavenly master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, entered the temple.

When a few people passed by the Heavenly King Hall on the way.

"Master, don't say anything else."

"The Buddha statues in this temple look really magnificent, when is our Heavenly Master's Mansion..."

I saw that behind the Heavenly Master, a tall man with scattered hair and a little out of tune looked at the statues in the hall with his eyes and said with a big grin.

It's just not finished yet.

was stopped by Master Zhang Jingqing's gaze.

Seeing this, the young man smiled.

But I didn't take it to heart.

After all, he said things from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't belittle others.

It's just that Master loves noodles and is on someone else's territory, so some words are not easy to say, and I am afraid that others will see the jokes, but what jokes are not jokes.

No one is no one.

That's just the facts.

It's not something to be ashamed of.

In the middle of my mind.

But the voice of the non-Zen master sounded.

"Heavenly Master, you, a senior disciple, are honest."

"Master, don't praise him."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing shook his head helplessly.

This disciple of his own is good at everything, but he doesn't treat others as human beings, or he doesn't have any scruples about acting.

is different from the nonsense of the whole sex, this child has a bottom line in life and work, and he is also transparent, but except for his close brothers, he is not in the eyes of the unexpected world at all.

And even if he is a senior brother, he rarely cares about what others think.

If you have to say it.

It's crazy, it's straight.

Too focused on his own way to care about what the people around him think.

This kind of mind is naturally good when used in practice, but when used in dealing with people, it is easy to be understood as not giving face and deliberately humiliating.

At this time, the prison courtyard naturally didn't say anything unless it heard the words of the Heavenly Master.

After all, he is a disciple of the Heavenly Master.

Just then again.

The boy always gave him a very familiar feeling, similar to the one who came in the morning.

The only difference is that one is introverted, one is bold, one is taciturn, and the other has something to say, but the eyes and temperament of the two are almost the same.

In the middle of my mind.

The group came to the Zen courtyard of Lingyin Temple.

"Heavenly Master."

"Coming in the evening, but something?"

At this time, Huiming stood in front of a stone table with a tea set, and saluted the Heavenly Master with his hands folded.

"Nothing." Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing took his disciples forward, raised his hand and made a gesture, and then said, "I received an invitation from the Lu family to come here to participate in the birthday banquet." ”

"I happened to be passing by Lin'an, thinking that the master was here, so I brought my disciples to visit."

"I see."

Hearing this familiar word, Hui Ming nodded.

I felt a little depressed in my heart.

It's the Lu family's birthday banquet again.

You people from Xuanmen, congratulations on birthday, why do you go to my Lingyin Temple all the time?

Of course, after all the Dharma, after so many years of cultivation, Huiming instantly extinguished the distracting thoughts in his heart, and then looked at the tall young man behind Zhang Jingqing.

"This must be your disciple."

"I can't talk about it."

Zhang Jingqing sighed, and then said: "It's just that he has a little talent in cultivation, and he was given an impostor surname, and after mastering the Lei Fa within a few years, he doesn't know how thick the sky is." ”

"To tell you the truth, sometimes you don't know what to do with this obstacle."

Huiming: "......"

This familiar word.

He didn't know how to pick it up for a while.

I just feel that this group of Xuanmen bull noses.

It's just too deceitful.

One by one, they all went to his Lingyin Temple to show off their apprentices, have you already discussed it?

Thinking so in his heart, Huiming even wanted to flip the table on the spot, but fortunately, the Buddhism for many years was not cultivated in vain, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

He said tentatively.

"Listen to what you mean, Heavenly Master, you can't be preparing to let the poor monk teach this child, right?"

As soon as the words fell.

Zhang Jingqing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Poor Dao didn't say that."

"But since the master is so interested, Zhiwei, why don't you come and thank the master."

Hearing the master's words, the young Taoist priest who was called Zhiwei immediately stepped forward and shouted with full anger: "Senior Zhang Zhiwei, thank you for your advice." ”

“......”

Hui Ming inexplicably felt tired.

To be honest, if it weren't for the friendship between the two factions, he would even want to walk away on the spot.

I've seen people climb up the pole.

But I've never seen you Xuanmen so good at climbing!

The two factions are sure that the old man can't do anything about you, so he deliberately came to tease, right?

However, he was angry, the words had already been spoken, and he still took the initiative to give an explanation, so he looked at Xie Kong and said: "Xie Kong, are you willing to take the old man's behalf and learn the tricks of this disciple of the Heavenly Master's Mansion." ”

The voice fell.

Xie Kong suddenly looked confused.

Good end-of-the-road.

Uncle, why did you get involved with me again?

My illness has been cured by Li Daochang.

I really don't want to fight with anyone anymore, especially this kind of Xuanmen disciple who doesn't know the depths.

"Uncle Shi, today's land is not finished yet, the disciple will go first...", Xie Kong turned around and was about to pick up the hoe on the side, but was stopped by Huiming's voice.

"It's just a losing game."

"What's there to be discouraged about?"

"You build your own path, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, it matters what you learn from it."

Hui Ming's voice is like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Word for word.

Smash on the hollow head.

This moment.

He thought back to his appearance after losing to Li Daochang, and couldn't help but start to reflect.

Compared with before, he is indeed a little less arrogant.

But it also seems to have become less confident.

Not only in the face of Western science, he thinks that he is stupid and cannot learn well, but even other people's advice does not dare to accept it, as if he is cowardly.

This is the end of my mind.

Untie the empty and make a decision immediately.

He wants to face his demons and challenge his weaknesses!

Even if you lose, you can't be as complete as losing to Trinity Sect Chief Li, right?

"Shaolin, untie the void."

"Come and learn Zhang Daochang's tricks."

Empty your hands and fold your hands in a bow.

Seeing this scene, Huiming showed a satisfied expression on his face, and then looked at Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing.

"My nephew is a warrior monk, among the disciples of the same generation in Shaolin, few of them are his opponents, it should be enough to compete with the disciples, I don't know what you think, Master?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the old monk did not take action in person, this little monk is a leader of his Shaolin peers.

I think it's a lot of strength.

Not to mention that he can beat his own disciples.

But maybe he can hold a few rounds in Zhiwei's hands, and even make this kid suffer a small loss.

"The master is polite, being able to learn from Shaolin masters is the fate of this evil obstacle." As he spoke, Zhang Jingqing turned his head to look at his disciple Zhang Zhiwei and admonished, "Zhiwei, you have to ask this little master for advice." ”

"Disciple understands."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and agreed.

Then, his eyes looked at Xie Kong next to him, although his expression was frivolous, his eyes were extremely serious,

And at this time.

See each other like this.

Xie Hollow inexplicably gave birth to a bad premonition in his heart.

He always felt that when facing the Zhang Daochang in front of him, there was a sense of déjà vu...

Saying.

Is it too late for the little monk to regret it now?