Zhang Xiaochuan was blocked by others, and he couldn't help but blame himself for being careless, and thought in his heart, he was just not careless, and his fist and foot kung fu were too ordinary. Although I have watched a lot and practiced a lot during this time, I have not really digested and absorbed much, let alone proficient. Zhang Xiaochuan thought again, thanks to this person's lack of malice, if he met Wang Tian, he would not be so lucky. Even if she is replaced by Li Ruobing, she will never spare herself. Zhang Xiaochuan also made up his mind in his heart that he must cherish his time in Shaolin Temple and learn the skills of Shaolin Temple. Zhang Xiaochuan recalled the scene, I don't know what the person came from, it seems that there is a faint fragrance on her body, is she actually a woman, the more Zhang Xiaochuan thinks about it, the more interesting it becomes, and the more curious he feels.

Thinking about this for a while, thinking about that for a while, Zhang Xiaochuan felt that his posture was not very comfortable, and he wanted to move his body. Zhang Xiaochuan originally forgot that he was caught in the acupoint, and he subconsciously moved. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaochuan moved his legs, and he was able to move. It turned out that the strength of the man's acupoint was not large, and he didn't point the big acupoint, and in less than an hour, the acupoint was naturally unsealed. Zhang Xiaochuan was happy in his heart, stood up, moved his legs and feet a little, and felt that it was okay, he opened the door lightly. Zhang Xiaochuan looked to both sides, saw that there was no one around, and quietly walked down the Scripture Pavilion.

It was still early, and the monks were still doing their morning lessons. Zhang Xiaochuan also felt tired, so he went back to the house and fell asleep. Since then, Zhang Xiaochuan has devoted himself to learning young skills, especially grappling and martial arts. Since he studied the Yi Jin Sutra, he has already washed the Yi Jing and the marrow of the Sutra, and once he practiced it, he made progress once, and his skills would also increase. Zhang Xiaochuan himself has a foundation, has a certain understanding, he can imitate his own enlightenment, in Shaolin Temple, he and the abbot of the clear space is the same generation, plus the face of the emperor, he asks for anything, all the monks agree. Zhang Xiaochuan practiced hard for more than ten days in a row, and he could also realize that he had made significant progress, so he remembered the person he met in the Scripture Pavilion again. Zhang Xiaochuan thought curiously, I don't know if that person is still going to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion now, I don't know who is higher and who is lower with my current fist and foot kung fu and what he wants to compare. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel excited, so he decided to go and see it again in the evening.

According to his previous habits, Zhang Xiaochuan chose to go to the Scripture Pavilion an hour before dawn, and after he went, he was disappointed, he didn't meet the person, and he went for three nights in a row, but he didn't get anything. Disappointment, Zhang Xiaochuan thought about it, that person was secretly learning martial arts, since he had been bumped into by someone, he was going to go, and he would definitely not go at that moment, after thinking about this section, Zhang Xiaochuan decided to advance it two hours earlier.

Finally got up to the time, Zhang Xiaochuan couldn't wait to run towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there was a moon tonight, and the night was very bright. When he arrived outside the Scripture Pavilion, he put his steps gently, and when he arrived at the door of the Scripture Pavilion, he didn't dare to make a sound. Gently trying to push it, the door was still open, and he slowly pushed the door open, gently closing the door. Zhang Xiaochuan carefully bent his waist and slowly walked in the direction of the martial arts book.

Because the moon was very bright outside, and it was not very dark in this room, Zhang Xiaochuan noticed that a figure had circled to the other side of the shelf. At this time, a burst of surprise and pride flashed in Zhang Xiaochuan's heart, and as expected, the person had already adjusted the time to come to the Scripture Pavilion. Zhang Xiaochuan was afraid that he would slip to the door, so he simply turned around and walked towards the door. Zhang Xiaochuan just walked to the door, turned around, and the man really came to the door. As soon as he saw that someone was blocking the door, he slashed at Zhang Xiaochuan's door with one palm, and Zhang Xiaochuan grabbed his hand with a move to grab his wrist. The man withdrew his palm, kicked out a kick, and went straight to Zhang Xiaochuan's lower abdomen, Zhang Xiaochuan punched down violently, and at the same time sucked his lower abdomen, attacking and defending. The man was afraid that his leg would be hit by Zhang Xiaochuan's fierce punch, so he quickly retracted his leg and jumped to the side at the same time. The two of you come and go, see the moves, they are all Shaolin kung fu, and they are afraid of alarming the monks, and that person does not dare to fight with Zhang Xiaochuan. The two of them are basically to the point, neither of them has the upper hand, and no one has fallen behind, but it seems that two brothers are practicing martial arts.

At the door of the scripture pavilion, there is a distance from the bookshelf, there is an open space, usually the monks read the martial arts books, and it is inevitable to compare twice, this open space is used for this purpose, the two of them have hit this open space from the door. Zhang Xiaochuan looked at the man, and saw that he was petite, flexible, and faintly carrying a fragrance on his body, could it be that she was really a woman, Zhang Xiaochuan guessed in his heart. They have been fighting for more than half an hour, both of them are a little tired, the man also seems quite anxious, he rushed to the door several times, wanting to grab the door out, but Zhang Xiaochuan saw through his thoughts. As soon as he had a motive, Zhang Xiaochuan would launch a fierce attack on him, and he failed to succeed several times. Time passed little by little, the more anxious he became, he simply put his mind down and launched a fierce attack on Zhang Xiaochuan, Zhang Xiaochuan saw this and retreated again and again, but if he wanted to take the door away, he couldn't. "Why do you want to go, you and I will fight for another three hundred rounds, okay?" Zhang Xiaochuan deliberately lowered his voice to tease him.

The man didn't say a word, just blindly attacked, he attacked tightly, Zhang Xiaochuan took a few steps back, as soon as he slowed down, Zhang Xiaochuan took a few steps forward, in case he grabbed the door and left. Zhang Xiaochuan also saw his urgency and helplessness. "If you say something, I'll let you go. The man slowed down, crackling and onslaught. As soon as his offensive passed, Zhang Xiaochuan stopped him again. The man suddenly stopped fighting with Zhang Xiaochuan. This was something Zhang Xiaochuan didn't expect, he didn't know why, and he immediately stopped.

"It's really hard to open the golden mouth, is it so difficult for you to say a word?" Zhang Xiaochuan said to the man, "As long as you open your mouth to say something, I will let you leave, isn't this okay?" The man just didn't speak, "Okay, you promise to come here on time to talk to me at this time every day, and I'll let you go." The man was still silent, "If you agree, just nod, okay?" Zhang Xiaochuan looked at the man expectantly, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded. "Isn't that right? ”

Zhang Xiaochuan moved aside a little with a sense of joy and pride in success. Seeing this, the man strode towards the door, the fragrant wind was gusting, and when he was about to pass by Zhang Xiaotian, Zhang Xiaotian suddenly had a lot of fun and reached out to remove his face towel. Because the distance was too close, the man didn't resist at all, and when he realized that it was too late, Zhang Xiaochuan tore off his face towel, and in a hurry, he slapped Zhang Xiaochuan's wrist. At this time, Zhang Xiaochuan saw a delicate face, and it was indeed a woman. "You, deceitful. After she finished speaking, she glared at Zhang Xiaochuan fiercely, pulled the door open, and flew away.

Zhang Xiaochuan thought about the fight of the right talents, and felt very interesting, he was practicing during the day while thinking about the scene of fighting with the woman, and he was also full of expectations for the trip to the Zangjing Pavilion at night. But in the evening, the woman did not come as promised, and for several days, Zhang Xiaotian was also empty. At this time, Zhang Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel that he was too sudden, and he ruined what an interesting thing he was.

Besides, the vigilance of Shaolin Temple, there are bright whistles and dark whistles, and they are usually heavily guarded, not as Zhang Xiaochuan saw, whoever wants to come can come. Zhang Xiaochuan is a minister, and others will not interfere with his freedom. Shao** is broad and profound, seventy-two stunts, few people can learn them all, that is, the first-class master of Shaolin Temple, and can only be proficient in five or six items. On the other hand, Buddhism is compassionate and purifies all sentient beings, and has its own broad mind. In order to carry forward the Shaolin Academy, there are many monks and lay disciples in Shaolin Temple. If it is not a heinous person, or a person who has obvious harm to the martial arts, Shaolin Temple is the most particular about the law, and generally will not turn people away, whether it is to apprentice clearly or secretly learn art, which is why some outsiders can easily enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Fortunately, half a year passed quickly, and when it was time to go back, Emperor Zhenzong had already arranged for chariots and horses to come to welcome Zhang Xiaochuan back to Beijing. If you want to say goodbye to Shaolin Temple and go back to Bianjing, Zhang Xiaochuan is really a little no. In this regard, the abbot of the clearance also saw it, and immediately said to Zhang Xiaochuan. "Senior brother, you are welcome to come back here at any time. Zhang Xiaochuan was very reverent and grateful to the abbot of the clear space, he bowed deeply to the abbot, and reluctantly left the Shaolin Temple.

Returning to the capital, Zhang Xiaochuan went to report to Emperor Zhenzong about the trip to Shaolin Temple. After listening to Zhang Xiaochuan's story, Emperor Zhenzong was very satisfied, and then, he chose a day to set up a banquet to celebrate Zhang Xiaochuan's achievements.