"You look at it, the golden bell jar of our Shaolin Temple is divided into two parts, inside and outside, our town temple in South Shaolin is this golden bell jar, in the thirty-six rooms, the golden bell jar is the most difficult to practice, but if it is practiced, it is really invincible in the world!"

In the martial arts hall, the Yanwu monk, who looks like an inverted iron bell, is explaining the martial arts of the town temple of Southern Shaolin to the three-eyed monk: "In the world's kung fu, only the seventy-two stunts of Northern Shaolin and the thirty-six rooms of our Southern Shaolin are authentic Buddhism, and the kung fu of other sects may not be bad, but in terms of internal strength, there are not many who can surpass Shaolin stunts after all." Especially in the southern martial arts, the kung fu outside is all kung fu outside the thirty-six rooms, and the power is much worse. ”

He stood in the martial arts hall and said to the three-eyed monk who was standing in a daze: "The golden bell jar is divided into twelve layers, which is the best internal strength method in our Shaolin, but in today's world, martial arts is declining, not to mention practicing to the twelfth layer, and even the people who practice to the fifth layer are very few, I have practiced for more than 30 years before I practiced this exercise to the fourth layer, but even if it is practiced to the fourth layer, it is enough to walk in the rivers and lakes." Although Senior Brother Yankong's powerful Vajra palm is powerful, it's okay to hit others, hit me, hum, he can't beat me at all!"

"Now there are also hard qigong iron cloth shirts outside, in fact, it is just the external strength of exercising the outer skin, and it is much worse than the inner strength of the golden bell jar! After our golden bell jar is practiced to the tenth layer, it is that the vajra does not damage the body, and it is said that only the original Bodhidharma ancestor and a limited number of ancestors have practiced to the realm of more than ten layers. ”

Yanwu said to Sanmu for a while, and then began to teach him kung fu: "To practice this kung fu, you have to practice qi first, practice internal strength first, you are like this, you first put your mind on the dantian, and imagine that there is a cloud of heat in the dantian, and then this hot gas slowly spreads from the dantian, circles around the body along the belt veins, circles all the way, and finally gathers on the top of the head Baihui, and then ...... Huh, why did you fall asleep?"

I saw the three-eyed monk standing in the hall, his eyes closed, a slight snoring sound coming from his nose, and he actually fell asleep standing up.

Yan Wu was very dissatisfied and shouted: "I kindly taught you kung fu, but you don't study hard, and you still sleep?"

But practicing martial arts is a thing that you and I are willing to do, people who want to practice martial arts, even if they don't teach them, they will beg to learn, and those who don't want to practice martial arts may not be willing to learn if they are beaten with a whip.

This is just like going to school, there are always advantages and disadvantages between private school teachers and disciples, and it is impossible for everyone to be born with a love of learning.

Sanmu was demented, he didn't want to learn martial arts, and he couldn't understand what Yan Wu said, which was expected by Yan Wu, so when he saw him standing and falling asleep, Yan Wu scolded a few times, and he was not angry.

But in this way, Yanwu's idea of teaching Sanmu Kung Fu is about to come to naught.

As the head of the Shaolin warrior monks, Yan Wu either studied martial arts in the temple or supervised the practice of his disciples all day long, and there were no other activities for recreation.

He didn't like to chant sutras and visit the Buddha, because he had killed people before, and he was ordered by the abbot not to leave the temple easily, so he had to stay in the temple all day.

But he is in the prime of life, full of energy, he has been in the temple for a long time, and the whole person is not good, sometimes he wants to learn martial arts with others for fun, but everyone is afraid of his fists and feet, and they dare not compete with him.

As for the old monks of the plain generation, there are indeed a few who are skilled in kung fu, but it is impossible for Yanwu to learn from the elders every day, and if he hurts them, he can't afford to be guilty.

Therefore, although Shaolin is big, he can't find a like-minded person at all, which makes him extremely distressed.

Now a three-eyed monk who is not afraid of him has finally come, how does this dislike him?

Although the three-eyed monk is demented, but the strength is infinite, a punch and a kick, Yanwu is difficult to parry, and Yanwu, as the head of the warrior monk, likes to be a teacher, seeing the three eyes so strange, seeing the hunting heart happy, naturally gave birth to the idea of teaching the three eyes of kung fu.

He doesn't have any purpose, in fact, the main thing is that he is too energetic, and he always wants to find something to do, the so-called "not for useless things, how can you send a life to life", and teaching the three-eyed monk such a stupid monk kung fu is Yanwu's "useless thing".

"It's not that you can't learn, it's definitely that my professor's method is wrong!"

Seeing that the three-eyed monk could not practice the golden bell jar taught by himself, Yanwu did not blame the three-eyed, but found the reason from himself: "The abbot said, teach according to aptitude, one person and one Bodhi, as long as you can develop your nature, even the stubborn stone can nod." You're not a stubborn stone, you're just stupid, there's no reason why you can't learn kung fu. ”

He touched his stomach and walked around the three-eyed monk, and said to himself: "The abbot said that you have Huigen, it must not be wrong, how can a person with Huigen not learn kung fu? There must be something wrong with my teaching!"

While he was meditating on how to teach the three-eyed monk, the three-eyed monk had already gone down the mountain to learn to hunt with Zhang Guangyuan.

At the beginning, Zhang Guangyuan asked the three-eyed monk to follow him to hunt, but it was just a whim, and he didn't report any hope, but what he didn't expect was that the three-eyed monk seemed to be born to be a good hunter, bending the bow and shooting arrows, and the arrows were not missing, whether it was a rabbit, a fox, a jackal, a tiger or a leopard, as long as it appeared in front of his eyes, there was no possibility of escape.

In just a few days, Zhang Guangyuan's house was full of corpses of various beasts.

Seeing Sanmu's ability, Zhang Guangyuan had the idea of recruiting him as a son-in-law, but he quickly dispelled it, he couldn't bury his daughter's happiness in life because of a little profit.

But the son-in-law doesn't have to think about it, but Zhang Guangyuan no longer has any dissatisfaction with the matter of the three-eyed monk eating at his house, and among the prey that the three-eyed monk beats, except for the occasional one or two left to eat by himself, the rest were pulled to the market by him and exchanged for copper coins, salt, cloth and other things, and the life of the family has seen a big change.

The three-eyed monk followed Zhang Guangyuan to hunt all day long, and the Shaolin Temple didn't care about him, leaving him to fend for himself, but Zhang Guangyuan was not stingy, and deliberately took out part of the money to donate to the Shaolin Temple to make sesame oil.

The days passed like this, on this day Zhang Xiaoyue was carrying dry firewood home with the three-eyed monk, suddenly the sound of horses' hooves, a few fast horses ran on the path, and the first horse-riding young man saw a monk and a girl side by side, and couldn't help but be amazed, haha laughed: "Interesting! Are the monks of Southern Shaolin now fashionable to marry wives? Master Yankong ......"

He held a horsewhip and pointed at the three-eyed monk: "This master is also from your Shaolin Temple, right?"

A monk on horseback next to him said: "Zhang Gongzi said with a smile, our Shaolin monks are all people who strictly abide by the rules, there may be occasional children of wine and meat, and there may be people who kill people, but there are no monks who have violated the precepts of adultery." ”

The handsome Zhang Gongzi laughed and said, "Yes, but I don't believe it!"

He rode his horse to the three-eyed monk and Zhang Xiaoyue, looked at the two of them carefully, and praised: "What a beautiful girl! I never thought that in this deserted village, there would be such a beautiful little woman!"

He stopped the horse and smiled at Zhang Xiaoyue: "Little lady, I don't think you should follow this big monk, just follow me, and ensure that you will not be exhausted in food and clothing in the future!"

Zhang Xiaoyue was startled, seeing this person looking at him with a squinting face, with a frivolous look, he quickly hid behind the three-eyed monk in fright, only his head was exposed from the side: "Brother Sanmu, this is a bad person, you hit him quickly!"

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