Murong Fu explained the joints to her as he walked, and after half an hour of Ling Bo walked in small steps, Li Mochou felt that the true qi in his body had increased a little, and looked at Murong Fu strangely.

Murong Fu explained: "This footwork is called Ling Bo Weibu, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first light skill in the world, ordinary cultivation can increase internal strength, not only does not consume true qi when facing the enemy, but also can restore true qi, which is extraordinary." ”

Li Mochou was overjoyed, he didn't expect that as soon as he worshiped Murong Fu as his teacher, he would teach him such a master, and at the same time, he was moved and secretly decided: Master treats me so well, I must not fail Master.

The two practiced for another hour, and Li Mochou only felt bored and nauseated in his heart. If you don't understand the Book of Changes, you can't forcibly learn this Ling Bo microstep in the end, Murong Fu sighed slightly.

He taught Li Mochou Ling Bo microstep, naturally he wanted to hurry quickly, although he could also rely on the wind to resist the wind, but without Ling Bo microstep, with Li Mochou's internal force, he could only jump dozens of miles.

Murong Fu's heart moved, and he directly stretched out his hand to wrap around Li Mochou's waist and jumped away.

"Master, don't ...... Don't ...... like this" Li Mochou's face was immediately flushed, and his body was sore.

"In a hurry for the teacher, your speed is too slow, give you a ride. ”

Murong Fu's tone was flat, but he was sighing in his heart, this adult woman is different, her body is soft and fragrant, and she is not at all comparable to a child like Murong Xue.

Li Mochou was both shy and annoyed in his heart, why is Master like this, is this place touched by a man casually? I have no choice but to keep telling myself, "Master is still a child, Master is still a child......

However, seeing the scenery on his side constantly retreating, he seemed to be flying, and he was also amazed by Murong Fu's light skills in his heart.

After a while, Murong Fu found that Li Mochou had completely leaned on him, and when he turned his head, he saw that Li Mochou's face was flushed, his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were like silk, and he actually looked emotional.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and then thought: Isn't this a legendary innate body?

More than ten days later, Murong Fu and Li Mochou had arrived in a small town at the foot of Shaomu Mountain in Henan.

In the inn, Li Mochou is dressing Murong Fu, and in the past half a month, Murong Fu is responsible for "traveling" and Li Mochou is responsible for "food, clothing, and housing" along the way.

In this world, it is natural for "the master has something to do and the disciple obeys his work", and Li Mochou has no complaints, not to mention that the master taught himself martial arts without concealment along the way.

I only heard Li Mochou say delicately: "Master, why are you so unsightly at a young age, and you want to become a monk in Shaolin Temple?"

After all these times of getting along, she also knew that this little master was extremely open-minded, and she didn't like how respectful and polite she was, not to mention that she really couldn't think of treating Murong Fu as a parent and elder.

"Don't worry, with such a gentle and considerate apprentice, how can I give up my home, this time I came to Shaolin Temple to do something. ”

"Phew, how can there be a master like you who molests apprentices. Li Mochou secretly spat and turned his head to stop looking at him.

This master is good at everything, he just loves to take advantage of others, and I don't know where he learned it at a young age, but when he thinks of the words "gentle and considerate", he still has a hint of joy in his heart.

Looking at the delicate and angry appearance of this delicate apprentice early in the morning, Murong Fu immediately reacted, and his face froze, if this was discovered by the apprentice, how would it be.

Immediately, he didn't care about the clothes that were not neatly dressed, Murong Fu's body moved, and he went to the door, and a voice came from afar: "I'll go out first, you stay in the inn and wait for me." ”

Li Mochou was stunned, "Master, your belt ......"

The Shaolin Temple of this world is divided into North and South Shaolin, and South Shaolin is located in Putian, Fujian, and is presided over by Master Fang Zheng.

North Shaolin is located on Shaolin Mountain next to Songshan Mountain in Henan, presided over by Abbot Xuanci, and the Shaolin Temple is usually referred to as North Shaolin.

At this time, in front of the Shaolin Temple, a little monk clasped his hands together and said, "Lord Murong, the abbot is invited." ”

Shaolin Temple is different from Tianlong Temple, Tianlong Temple generally does not accept outsiders, while Shaolin Temple has no such rules, and his cheap father and Abbot Xuanci are old friends, Murong Fu simply mixed in directly, and then found a way to "borrow" the Yijin Sutra.

"I think that cheap dad Murong Bo should be in Shaolin Temple now, and I don't know where to hide?" Murong Fu thought secretly.

Following the little monk to a meditation room, Abbot Xuanci went out to greet him, clasped his hands together and saluted: "Amitabha, rare guest, rare guest." ”

Although Murong Fu is young, he is now regarded as the head of a faction, and he is treated by the abbot as the head of his faction.

Murong replied: "The place to disturb is to look at Haihan." ”

Abbot Xuanci smiled kindly: "Don't bother, don't bother, please inside!"

After the guest and host were seated, Abbot Xuanci saw that Murong Fu looked disheveled, and asked suspiciously, "Why is Murong Xiao's benefactor so embarrassed?"

Murong Fu looked embarrassed, "When I was down the mountain, I met a thief and took my belt away. ”

Abbot Xuanci was even more puzzled, the vicinity of Shaolin Temple can be said to be the most deeply influenced by Buddhism, and the residents under the mountain are almost untouched and do not close their doors at night, how can there be thieves?

However, he immediately thought that Murong Fu was also a martial arts person, and he might have met some martial arts master, so he immediately asked, "Do you need Lao Gu's help?"

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "No need, thank you Abbot for your kindness." ”

Abbot Xuanci was not reluctant, and asked again: "I don't know why the little benefactor of Murong came to our temple?"

Murong Fu pondered and said: "That's the case, my father and mother are newly mourned, and my heart is uneasy, I want to borrow a few Buddhist scriptures from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of your temple, and go back to the spirit of the two elders in the sky to talk about filial piety." ”

Abbot Xuanci smiled slightly: "Murong Shi's filial piety is commendable, and I believe that Lingzun Lingtang will be gratified if he has a spirit in the sky." Spreading Buddhism is the purpose of Shaolin Temple, and our temple never refuses to borrow Buddhist scriptures. ”

After a pause, Abbot Xuanci continued: "It's just that the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion is the place where the secret books of martial arts are stored in our temple, and non-disciples of our temple are not allowed to enter, and I hope that Murong don't mind." ”

"I don't know if 'Ling Tang' is happy or not, but if 'Ling Zun' knows that he has surpassed him in reciting scriptures, I'm afraid he will really be angry to death. But Murong Fu didn't dare to say this, and said in his mouth:

"Master rest assured, in Xia Province, he will never step into the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

"Then please wait a while, and the old man will arrange for the disciple to take the donor to the Scripture Pavilion. ”

"Thank you, Abbot. ”

Murong Fu followed a little monk to the Scripture Pavilion. Looking at the many Buddhist scriptures, Murong Fu secretly smacked his tongue in his heart, the real essence of Shaolin Temple still lies in these Buddhist scriptures, but unfortunately in later generations, because of the war, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was burned.