Wang Chong secretly thought: "When I also achieve great success, I must practice the highest and fastest escape method in the world! Or just like the master, find a divine beast to travel!"

He looked at the scenery for a while, and then thought about how he would practice in the future, and his excitement faded a little, and then he remembered and asked, "Master, where are we going?"

Ling Suer said with a smile: "Someone once said in the previous dynasty: I wish to wrap 100,000 yuan around my waist and ride a crane down to Yangzhou! ”

Wang Chong was surprised, and asked again: "Why doesn't Master go back to our cave mansion and go to Yangzhou to do something?"

Ling Suer said: "I went out this time, and it was by the way to accept you as an apprentice, and it was right to turn your senior brother into a monk." ”

Wang Chong's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "In addition to the two of us, how many senior brothers and sisters are there under the master's disciples, how are their tempers, and do they get along?"

Ling Suer smiled: "I really only have the two of you. As for whether you, a senior brother, get along well or not, I don't know if you're a teacher. I have seen him twice in total, the first time I saw him, your senior brother has not yet reached the third dynasty, and the second time I saw him, that is, more than ten days ago, we only talked for a moment. ”

Wang Chong grinned and asked, "What kind of person is I, senior brother, why don't you follow Master?"

Ling Suer smiled a little bitterly and said: "He became famous at a young age, and he is a great talent who is famous all over the world. The last time I went to cross him, your senior brother was greedy for Hongchen and didn't want to follow me to become a monk. ”

Wang Chong didn't ask any more questions, but he just pondered in his stomach: "It turns out that my master doesn't have many apprentices, so I must be well-behaved in everything in the future, and don't rob this senior brother of favor." ”

When he went out of the Demon Gate, he knew that the master's favor was the most important thing.

If the master likes it, he can have more benefits and pass on more spells to you. If the master looks at it differently, I'm afraid that he won't get anything, he won't be able to learn spells, he won't have any benefits, and there will be hardships to eat, and there is no limit to the amount.

Lingsuer's green ox walked on the clouds, and there was really a ride on the wind, from Chengdu to Yangzhou for three or four thousand miles, but it flew for more than two hours.

Outside Yangzhou City, the beggar king ordered Su Er to pat the neck of the green ox, fell into the clouds, and did not enter Yangzhou City, and went straight to a temple outside Yangzhou City.

The beggar king and the host of this temple seemed to be quite familiar, and asked the old monk for a meditation room, and the master and apprentice settled down for the time being.

Ling Su Er found a good place, but he was restless, and told Wang Chong not to run around, and he drove away, without saying where he was going or when he would return.

Wang Chong stayed in the meditation room for a while, and felt that the worms were too narrow and not very comfortable, so he left the meditation room and wandered around this temple.

This temple is not big, but it is quite old, the house is mottled, except for the main hall may have been slightly repaired, the rest of the Zen rooms are very damaged, there are traces of time flies.

Wang Chong turned around the scripture hall, and actually saw a collapsed meditation room, this meditation room collapsed most of it, bricks and stones, no one took care of it for a long time, and countless weeds had grown.

He was thinking about why this place had not been repaired, when he heard a Sanskrit singing, and an old monk came with a smile.

Wang Chong recognized that this old monk was the host, and he was quite familiar with his new master, and he didn't dare to slack off, he was born in the Demon Sect, and if he didn't have all kinds of eyes, he didn't know how much suffering he had to suffer, so he saluted to the ground, his attitude was very respectful, and asked: "Old Zen master, but he was shocked by the kid to practice?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "No, I just saw you wandering here, and I didn't feel a little emotional." ”

Wang Chong's heart jumped suddenly, and he secretly wondered: "This old monk is only afraid that he has the ability to cultivate the Heavenly Eye, can he find a flaw in my body?"

The old monk looked at the collapsed meditation room for a while, and said with a compassionate face: "I was a Jiangyang thief back then, crisscrossing several provinces, and doing countless big cases. ”

Wang Chong's eyes straightened when he heard this, where did he expect that this old monk would have such a public case back then?

The old monk said with nostalgia: "As a result, I met my teacher, and was surrendered by his old man to Buddhism, and brought to this temple for cultivation. At that time, I was living in this meditation room, and once I was impatient with meditation and wanted to escape, but the master found out and destroyed the meditation room. ”

Wang Chong clasped his hands together and read: "Back then, the old Zen master's temper was so hot. ”

The old monk laughed and said, "That's right! Back then, the old monk's nickname was called the Fiery Heavenly King!"

Wang Chong was secretly speechless, just from this nickname, it can be judged that this old monk was by no means an ordinary person back then.

The old monk shook his head and said again: "Master didn't punish me, but only made me recite the Diamond Sutra 3,300 times! Later, I gradually came to understand the Dharma, and I also knew that what I had done was really guilty of many bad karma. I have always regarded this collapsed meditation room as a sign to wake up to myself, and I have never taken out even the things I had with me in my early years. ”

The old monk glanced at Wang Chong, and suddenly smiled: "But I didn't expect that Xiao Tanyue actually stopped here for a long time, and it must be related to those things I did back then." The old monk also felt that his fate with these old objects was exhausted, so he would give them all to Xiao Tanyue!"

The old monk raised his hand slightly, and countless bricks and stones rolled up, and a cloud of gray light flew out and fell into his hands.

Wang Chong saw that what flew out of the collapsed house was a treasure knife with a sheath, the handle of the scabbard was inconspicuous, the shape was simple, and it was not ordinary.

The old monk stroked it with emotion, handed the treasure knife to Wang Chong, raised his hand a little, and pressed his thumb on his forehead, and suddenly a magic trick flowed, imprinted into the young man's mind.

The old monk laughed and said: "The name of this treasure knife is called: Cutting Thunder! This Dao method was practiced by the poor monk in his early years, and it is called the Dafa of Flying Fire and Thunder! Now the old monk and the ordinary people have cut off the dust, and this sword and method are all yours." ”

The old monk spilled away, but Wang Chong was stunned for a long time!

He sighed faintly, turned back to the meditation room where the master and apprentice lived, closed the door, and thought secretly: "I thought that I was being spied on, but I didn't expect it to be a chance, and I inexplicably had an extra treasure knife and a Dao method. ”

Wang Chong only felt that this old monk acted and deserved the eight-character comment of "unfathomable and incredible", so he didn't dare to continue to shake around, and he was bored in the meditation room for a long time.

When it was almost evening, Ling Suer came back in a huff, refused to even eat dinner, and forcibly dragged the host master to the meditation room of the master and apprentice, and insisted that the old monk accompany him to play chess.

Ling Su Er and the old monk talked about half a game, the scene was quite unsightly, Wang Chong and chess skills are also quite attained, peeking for a while, only feel that these two elders combined, in chess skills, is not their opponents.

Ling Suer barely played dozens of hands, his heart was impetuous, and he lost a mess on the chessboard.

The old monk smiled and asked, "But what about the disciples?"