"Brother beggar, it turns out that you have gone around in such a big circle, just to let me accept this martial arts secret book, inherit your martial arts, and start a sect for you, isn't it? ”

"Hmph, what I said in Shicai, I think you must have heard it clearly, it is to ask, you have no money, no background, no rights, why do you climb to a first-class disciple and let the master pass on your martial arts. ”

To be honest, I was stunned, and I couldn't answer for a while, saying that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are both morality, rules, and unspoken rules, but I don't know if the temple is the last pure land.

"There's always a way. ”

"Don't be stupid, little brother, what age is it now? In the troubled times of the Warring States Period, it is all about swords to speak, and it is no longer the era of the famous sect of the great ceremony hundreds of years ago. I just want to ask you, whether you entered Fahua Temple to practice martial arts and make a living. ”

I was stunned again and nodded faintly.

"Then you go up, once you enter the mountain gate, you may never come down again, and you will never learn the true ability to settle down, because those who have real skills are no longer on the mountain. ”

This sentence silenced me, there is no doubt that the beggar is a philosopher, even if he does not set up a stall to tell stories, he can punish the evil and persuade the good, force the prosperity to be good, and carry forward the fearless spirit of my Buddha Pudu sentient beings.

And the other meaning of this sentence is that I went up the mountain, because I am also a person who has no ability, the key is that I don't have the ability to do it at home, and I don't have the ability to mix with the senior disciples, and it is the same at home.

I imagined this, and my heart was very struggling.

"This "Fuyang Divine Skill" is created by you, the beggar brother, or the original kung fu of Fahua Temple. ”

"The original kung fu of Hokke Temple. However, after more than 30 years of research, I have changed some of the essence. ”

"What are the essentials"?"

"The title of the book. ”

“........”

This old beggar is really nervous, and after more than 30 years of research, he only changed the title of the book, which is really very essential. I was quite uneasy about this.

If I really accept your martial arts secrets from my eldest brother, why should I go up the mountain, or rather, I shouldn't go up the mountain, if my next master knows that I secretly learned the martial arts of Fahua Temple, wouldn't I be killed, and it is reasonable that I should not accept this so-called secret book.

"Then I'll take a look. ”

I still want it, because I don't want to dig up and pick.

The beggar unceremoniously handed me a scroll made of sheepskin, which I flipped through and found something unusual.

"No, beggar brother, this doesn't seem to be a Chinese character? How do you look at it, how does it look like Sanskrit? Do you have a translated version, or do you have an annotated one? "I flipped through it a few times at random, and these words were sketched and drawn, but I couldn't understand it at all, and the key didn't even have a picture, so it was just a book from heaven.

I asked for a moment, but I didn't see the beggar answer, and when I looked up in confusion, I saw the beggar with his eyes closed and his head smiling serenely.

Seeing this scene, my heart chuckled, brushed on the "Fuyang Divine Palm", took two steps forward, stretched out my finger to probe the beggar's snort, and ran out of breath.

Passed away.

I threw myself down and sat down on the ground, thinking to myself that the beggar was relieved and happy to see that I was willing to keep this secret book. This volume of "Fuyang Divine Palm", whether I learn it or not, whether I understand it or not, I have to keep him, and I am worthy of the beggar brother's sincerity.

It's a pity that in the end, he didn't ask his name, and he died.

I found a high slope to bury the beggar, and bowed with my palms together.

After all this, it was dark, and there was no way, so I had to go to a small town farmhouse for one night, and I didn't say anything all night.

At dawn the next day, I left the town early, and then hurried on my way, and at noon, I came across a small village, where two middle-aged women were sitting at the entrance of the village with a bench and arguing.

When I was still far from the entrance of the village, I could clearly hear that it was all foul language and foul language that was spilled on the streets.

The two women who sat and scolded each other, one fat and one thin, were already fighting for red faces and red ears at this moment, and their muscles were angry.

I watched from afar, and my heart said, every time the qi sword collected some anger, the crimson pillar on the scabbard would rise a little. The greater the amount of rage collected at one time, the greater the magnitude of the rise of the bar, which is directly proportional. This piqued my curiosity, what would happen to the air sword if the milky white jade pillars on the scabbard were all crimson pillars?

This kind of thought reminds me of online games, where the characters' equipment is also leveled, and the level up requires experience. For example, the weapon of the protagonist of the game is a treasure knife, and if you want to make the protagonist stronger, you have to make the experience value of the treasure knife full, and the weapon will increase by one level, and the treasure knife will become stronger than the original.

However, it is not enough to be stronger, so you need to enter the experience accumulation stage before the next level up, until you level up again, and so on, until the sword is extremely powerful.

The so-called practice brings out the truth, since I got the qi sword, I have never had the opportunity to collect anger for it, and seeing that the Dharma Temple is about to begin, the monks rarely get angry, and only then do they collect anger, just like looking forward to the warm sun in winter and the cold wind in summer, it is too difficult.

At this moment, there are two shrews scolding and fighting, why not take this opportunity to let the qi sword absorb the anger of the two of them, which can not only eliminate the anger of the two of them, but also help the qi sword's anger value increase, why not.

With the mentality of not thinking too much of a thing, I moved to the entrance of the village. At this time, there were many people standing on both sides of the shrew.

"You didn't give birth to a child. ”

"I didn't give birth to a child, you gave birth to a child is a cross-eyed,"

"Eh, your officials go to the brothel to fool around one day, leaving you alive and widowed. ”

"Haha, your official came to me when he was fine, and said, the yellow-faced woman at home lost her appetite when she saw it, no wonder your official was so thin, it turned out that he couldn't eat when he saw you. ”

Two shrews, you say a word, my scolding is in full swing, the two mouths are like a machine gun, spitting and spitting non-stop, fighting so red that the face is red, and the eyes are bursting.

And the way of scolding in front of me made me sound Ah Long when I was a child again, he is also a half-crooked brain, he has no serious skills, and he has a lot of bad ideas.

I remember once he discussed a topic with me, and the main topic was how to easily defeat the person who insulted you in public.

Truth be told, although this topic is vulgar and ignorant and worthless, it is extremely practical and has a sense of universal recognition, and Aaron feels that once he breaks through the technical difficulties, there will be unlimited business opportunities waiting for him.

Aaron is by no means a man of rhetoric, and the pragmatic spirit of the worker is vividly reflected in him.