"Lost?"

The welcoming monk who thought he was just going through the motions paused for a moment, and his eyes when he looked at Zuo Meng suddenly became different. Even he didn't see Zuo Meng's few actions clearly, and it was not surprising that he had failed to see and hear about the monk's failure.

The surrounding warrior monks were also in an uproar, seeing and hearing was the most outstanding warrior monk among them, usually only three people could connect with him, but I didn't expect the strongest monk among them to be beaten down as soon as they met, and then look at Zuo Meng's thin and thin scholarly appearance, how do you look like a person who practices boxing.

"I conceded. ”

Zuo Meng didn't find anyone to fight again, even if his goal of defeating the monk Jianwen showed his hand was achieved, if the people from Hanshan Temple behind him were not stupid, they would naturally come to the door.

"Uncle Shi, who is this person?"

After Zuo Meng left, the martial arts professor came over and couldn't help asking.

"A pilgrim with some secrets. ”

The welcoming monk pondered Zuo Meng's movements just now, and rehearsed them several times in his mind, and found that there was no way to be as clean as Zuo Meng. This is the power of internal strength, and people who don't know this kind of thing can't understand how Zuo Meng burst out with such a strong speed and power.

"Jie Nian, you go to the Academy of Literature to inform them, and let them arrange for someone to contact this Xue Shizhu. ”

If you don't understand, you can ask directly, and the welcoming monk is no longer foolish, and is ready to let the monk go to see Zuo Meng. The other party came to fight for no reason, and there must be a purpose.

After returning to Suzhou Mansion, Zuo Meng returned to his previous life.

A calm and cozy shop.

The difference is that there is an extra frequent customer in the store, the girl knows the painting.

"Boss Xue, can't you introduce the master to me?" Looking at the newly hung landscape paintings on the wall, she knew that the whole person was not good, she bought a painting for one hundred taels, and there was another one within a few days of taking it back, that is to say, this master should not be the kind of reclusive master who only painted a painting for a long time, but a famous artist who often has paintings coming out, although the paintings are as valuable, but the price is definitely not as good as her initial estimate.

"No, you can't. ”

Although he was already somewhat familiar, Zuo Meng still looked like he didn't like to answer.

In the past few days, he has been practicing with peace of mind, with the insight of the Creator, the speed of his practice can be described as a thousand miles a day, a few days ago in Hanshan Temple, he still only had more than two years of strength close to three years, and now he has nearly four years of internal strength, this kind of growth rate is basically impossible to achieve on other people, that is, Zuo Meng understands the operation of the law, and it will have this effect.

"It's almost closed, if it's okay, let's go back early. ”

Looking at the time, Zuo Meng got up and was ready to close the door.

Time has passed for a long time, and he is now used to being a shopkeeper, and his mentality is also changing unconsciously, from a high creator to an ordinary person, this is also a process of cultivating his mind. Strength is such a thing, the more powerful it is, the easier it is to get lost, just like the first two eras of the dream world, Zuo Meng is used to being high on top, looking down on the common people from the perspective of the Creator, at that time, in his eyes, whether it was a chaotic creature like the wilderness, or the later dragon clan, they were just ants.

In the eyes of the sky, there is no discrimination.

But now from a different angle, it feels completely different.

"Tomorrow, Boss Xue, tomorrow I must introduce the master to me, I want to worship him as a teacher and learn to paint. When she was about to go out, the girl didn't forget to add a sentence.

This girl is very stubborn, and thinks that Zuo Meng has a master of landscape painting here, and she is determined to apprentice.

For the sake of the money she gave to buy paintings, Zuo Meng couldn't just bombard her out, so he let her go.

A few days later.

There were a few customers in Zuo Meng's small shop.

"Master Xue, we meet again. ”

The leader was the warrior monk of Hanshan Temple who Zuo Meng had seen a few days ago to teach the precepts, and with him, there was a young monk with a pale face, this monk was the junior disciple of the precepts, and he was the name of the monk of the Hanshan Temple.

"I don't know that the two masters are coming, and they are far away. ”

Although he said that, Zuo Meng's ass didn't even move.

"A few days ago, the donor showed a hand of kung fu in my Hanshan Temple, and he was only shallow in his learning, and he didn't find similar martial arts in ancient books, I don't know if the donor can solve the puzzle?"

"The name of the poor monk. ”

The monk reported his Dharma name.

"It turned out to be a master of the ring. ”

"The master doesn't dare to be, and he hopes that the donor will solve his doubts. The monk next to him couldn't help but cough twice.

"Master Xue, please forgive me, my junior brother grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and he has been studying Buddhism all the time, and he rarely interacts with people, if it is not ...... this time"

"It doesn't matter. ”

Zuo Meng didn't mind, he sat up and looked at the monk.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

From the precepted monk, he saw a strong world luck, this kind of person is a character who stirs up the storm at a glance, such as his master Zuo Hansheng and junior sister Zuo Qiu in the real world, this kind of person, Zuo Meng will definitely stay away from him outside, but in the dream world, this kind of person is just right for Zuo Meng now.

He needs such a son of luck to help him pass on his internal strength.

"The master of the precepts has studied Buddhism intensively, and he must have been involved in martial arts classics, I wonder if you have heard of internal strength?" Zuo Meng stretched out his hand and put his palm on the table.

This table is the counter inside the shop, and the countertop is made of bluestone slabs, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to leave traces on it. Jieming looked at Zuo Meng's movements curiously, not understanding why he did this, and the Jienian monk standing behind was even more confused, only thinking that this Xue Shizhu was the same as his junior brother Jieming, they were all weirdos.

Zuo Meng transferred the internal force to the palm of his hand, and pressed his five fingers down gently, and when his palm left the table, a deep palm print had been left on the table.

Hiss!!

The monk who was shocked by this scene stood up directly, and the monk behind him also took two steps forward, and couldn't help but knock on the bluestone counter twice, and after making sure that it was not a fake, the whole person was stunned.

"That's internal strength!"

The precept name's eyes lit up, as the precept monk said, this precept name is extremely intelligent, and he grew up in the mountains since he was a child, if it weren't for his weak physique, he must also be a warrior monk. Now the world's martial arts are mainly based on fist and leg techniques, all of which rely on the innate physique to practice, and you can practice if you are strong, and you are destined to regret if you are thin.

"Please teach me, sir. ”

The monk said sincerely, his eyes were clear, and he directly changed his name to Mr. Zuo Meng.