After two days, there was not a single fallen leaf around the Shifang Temple, but the little monk who cleaned it was happy, because in the past two days, Chu Tianxing studied hard and practiced hard, and the dead leaves that were beaten out were not 100,000 but 80,000.

Now Chu Tianxing has been able to extinguish the candle flame with withered leaves, I don't know what the next round of training will be, Hongchen Mengyi is very satisfied but didn't expect that he can really practice in just three days, in fact, this is thanks to Chu Tianxing's traceless knife technique that he has practiced for many years, the traceless knife technique can be regarded as the most brilliant secret weapon technique in the world, once it is cultivated to Dacheng, flying flowers and picking leaves can kill, but Chu Tianxing's fire is not only Xiaocheng, so he is not sure about such an extremely gentle thing as withered leaves.

"Senior, what are you going to do next?" Of course, Chu Tianxing wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

Hongchen Mengyi took Chu Tianxing to the courtyard wall and flew up to the wall, pressed on the glazed tile with one palm, and the tiles shattered with a click, the glazed tiles in ancient times were very hard, comparable to the tiles of the current good brand, it is not difficult to break such a tile with palm power alone, but it is not easy to break it with your hands, even if the internal strength is as deep as Chu Tianxing, it is definitely not easy, relying on a momentary explosive power, which is exactly what Hongchen Mengyi needs Chu Tianxing to master.

Chu Tianxing didn't think it was too difficult at first, but before Hongchen Mengyi left, he explained that he had to stick to the tiles and not shatter the walls below, which was difficult to do.

From this moment on, no matter morning or evening, you can hear the crackling sound here, and the little monks around have been complaining that they haven't slept well for several days, until this day the sloppy Taoist came.

"Boy, what are you doing here?"

It was the scorching sun that Chu Tianxing wiped the sweat on his head: "Practice!"

The sloppy Taoist looked suspicious, as if he suddenly remembered something, and was just about to open his mouth to speak, when the chanter suddenly shouted: "Senior brother, don't disturb the donor's Qing Xiu, the master has something to ask you." ”

"Boy, I'll be back to you later. After saying that, the sloppy Taoist left.

Chu Tianxing didn't think much about it, and continued to split the glazed tiles there.

The chanter called the sloppy Taoist to his side and said, "This is all Master's idea, don't talk too much." ”

The sloppy Taoist laughed: "I remember, a few years ago, the master said that he wanted to renovate the courtyard wall, and he was reluctant to spend money to hire a mason. ”

The chanter also smiled slightly: "I just renovated the courtyard wall by teaching Chu Shaoxia kung fu." ”

The sloppy Taoist had a smile on his face: "Master is too unkind, a few days ago, he tricked this kid into sweeping all the fallen leaves in the temple, and now he is ...... again."

The chanter fiddled with the Buddha beads: "Who said no, then if you have no money, you will spend some money." ”

The people who crossed the river also saw it from a distance, and the sloppy Taoist also said hello and called him over.

The sloppy Taoist also laughed after hearing this: "Master is really bad, I have to let the kid build the wall in two days." ”

"I see what the temple is offering to the Buddha, it should be offered to a Pixiu. ”

The three of them all laughed after hearing this, and then their faces froze, it was none other than Hongchen Mengyi who spoke.

"That master, I have to go to the Lake of Life and Death to have a look. ”

"I'll have to go to the miasma forest too. ”

After the two of them finished speaking, they ran away, and the chanter originally wanted to say that he would go to the Endless Bridge to have a look, but he remembered that this was the bridge head of the Endless Bridge.

"That...... Master, I'll go to the Lake of Life and Death and the Miasma Forest to have a look. "I'm going to leave too.

Hongchen Mengyi narrowed his eyes and said, "Last month, you said that you were going to give a hand-copied copy of the Yan Hua Sutra to your teacher, why hasn't it been so long?"

The chanter hurriedly took out a sutra book from his bosom: "I copied it wrong, Master, I have copied a Diamond Sutra by hand here." ”

Hongchen Mengyi picked it up and looked at it: "Your handwriting is like this?"

"In order to copy scriptures for my master, I have been practicing calligraphy recently. The reciter wiped the sweat from his head.

Hongchen Mengyi looked at the book cover, which said Mr. Dongli Tun Wang, and the person who was about to get angry and chanted ran away.

In the distance, I heard the chanter shouting: "Master, I'll go to the bridge and have a look, and promise you that the Yan Huajing will be given to you next month." ”

Hongchen Mengyi turned his head to look at Chu Tianxing, who was patting the glazed tiles, and muttered: "How good it would be if I had such a good apprentice." ”

Chu Tianxing saw the Hongchen Mengyi glazed tile and felt that it was almost done, and the strength was completely controllable, so he walked over and asked, "Senior, I'm almost done, what's next?"

Hongchen Mengyi stroked his beard and pretended to be profound: "If you see the glazed tiles in the corner, you must restore them in accordance with the original appearance." ”

In fact, Chu Tianxing also felt that something seemed wrong, and Hongchen Mengyi's face sank: "Do you know that I have spent a lot of money to teach you to practice these days. ”

How dare Chu Tianxing say anything else: "Thank you master, the juniors don't know how to repay it." ”

Hongchen Meng thought for a while and said, "After leaving Shifang Temple this time, it will be a reward if he can come back to see it again in the future." "It seems to be quite sad.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Chu Tianxing didn't want to leave directly, of course, he had to ask briefly.

"Don't delay the practice, you continue to practice, let's talk while practicing. ”

When Chu Tianxing heard him say this, his temples were picked, and he hadn't eaten after a day's work, but he could only do it, so he listened to Hongchen Mengyi tell stories while repairing the courtyard wall.

"Twenty-one years ago, my apprentice Miao Wanfa escaped. ”

"Miao Wanfa, but Wanfa Monk?" Chu Tianxing came to his senses when he heard this name, because Wanfa Monk was related to his father's death.

Hongchen Mengyi's eyes fell into reminiscence: "You continue to work, no... Practice, my apprentice has a superb ability, unparalleled in the world of light skills, fists and legs are exquisite, especially the hard qigong practice is invulnerable, but unfortunately, I have to look at the outside world, and I died tragically. ”

"You didn't avenge him?" Chu Tianxing couldn't help but reddened his eyes when he remembered that the Swordless Man had washed his father's blood in the martial arts.

Hongchen Mengyi nodded: "I have abolished many people's martial arts and left them in the Shifang Temple to teach martial arts, hoping that they can repent well." ”

Chu Tianxing heard the meaning of this, these people were still in the Shifang Temple, and he was a little unhappy: "Senior, why don't you kill them?"

Hongchen Mengyi sighed: "In less than two years, these people have fled one after another, but none of them can get out of the Endless Bridge. ”

Chu Tianxing thought to himself, not to mention that he was a person who had abolished his martial arts, it would be difficult for this bridge gecko to think about it.

"No, senior, if you don't kill them and teach martial arts, why do they still run?"

Hongchen Mengyi's eyes fell into deep memories: "In order to teach them light skills, I let these people pick fruits on the cliffs day and night. ”

Chu Tianxing's eyebrows moved, on the cliff, do you think they are monkeys?

"Teach them underwater kung fu and watch them catch fish in the lake of life and death. ”

Chu Tianxing thought to himself: Catching fish in the lake of life and death? Are you sure you are not caught by a fish, if you have the slightest wound on your body, you will definitely die.

"I even taught them the Blood Slaughter Forbidden of the Supreme Martial Arts of this sect, but in the end they still had to escape. ”

Chu Tianxing's expression was completely relaxed, and he even had some sympathy for those who were caught in the Shifang Temple, just practicing the method like this and not running would be dead.

"Senior, can I ask, what did you let them do after teaching the Blood Massacre Ban?"

Hongchen Mengyi seemed to be particularly sad and sighed: "Actually, it's not a tiring job, let them split stones to build Shifang Temple, and Master Chu, you continue to practice." With that, he left.

Chu Tianxing looked at the back of Hongchen Mengyi, then looked at the exercises he was practicing, and then looked at the sublime Shifang Temple, he had some illusions for a while, and he also remembered a famous person in his heart.

Ying Zheng did not say anything in the past......