"Puffy!"

A dull knocking sound sounded in the courtyard, Li Wuxian was naked and only wore big pants, and several sturdy inner disciples around him were beating him with big iron rods. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whew", "Whew", a few heavy breathing sounds came, and it sounded like it couldn't be supported.

Eventually, the rhythm of the percussion slowed down.

"What's wrong? "Li Wuxian is still unfinished.

"Ahem, ahem... Senior brother, you've been practicing for four hours," a disciple said with a sad face, "Our hands are sore, and we can't move..."

Li Wuxian was also speechless, these days, his strength has simply swelled up like blowing up a balloon.

These disciples can't bear it even if they are sparring.

"Yes. ”

Li Wuxian shook his head, this way of rehearsing and practicing exercises, his body is already immune, and he will make slow progress if he continues to practice.

"The force area of the iron rod on the body is too large, and it seems that it has to be replaced by a treasure soldier. ”

However, this view was immediately dismissed.

"During this time, the master and sister are not there, these junior brothers and sisters can't see my details, thinking that the golden bell jar makes me so powerful, if you want to use treasure soldiers, it is still too exaggerated for them..."

Li Wuxian was also very entangled, his strength was growing too fast, which was completely unreasonable.

"Rest. ”

Li Wuxian said hello to his junior brothers and sisters, turned around and walked away.

What Li Wuxian didn't know was that as soon as he left, all the inner disciples of the Golden Cloud Sect began to discuss.

"Senior Brother Li is terrifying... If I take a hit with this iron rod, I will have to go straight to the hospital. ”

"He is a true disciple of the master, and he is also a closed disciple, of course he is talented. By the way, Senior Brother Zhou, you and Senior Brother Li were both studying in the branch library of Yujin City Xicheng at that time, and you can tell us about Senior Brother Li!"

Zhou Wei showed a wry smile, scratched his hair and said:

"Actually...... I don't know why Senior Brother Li suddenly became so strong, if he was in the branch before, he was ...... at the beginning 's cultivation is just at the bottom, similar to me, or even inferior to me. ”

"Haha, you just blow it, can you still compare with Senior Brother Li?" said a round-faced male disciple with a smile.

Another female disciple said, "But I heard that Senior Brother Li has only been cultivating for four years until now. This speed is simply terrifying, many of us here have been practicing martial arts for more than five or six years, it's you, Dongzi, you've been practicing martial arts for almost ten years. ”

"It's tough, anyway...... I think Senior Brother Li's cultivation is even much higher than Senior Sister Qin Li, at least Senior Sister Qin Li can't afford this kind of practice, right?"

"I hope Senior Brother Li can help our sect improve its ranking a little this time. ”

...

In the next few days, Li Wuxian did not train again, but began to change his thinking and focus on adjustment.

He shortened his cultivation time a bit.

I often wander around White Rock Castle alone, and I also see some good scenery.

Some junior brothers and sisters wanted to join him, but they were all rejected by him, and Mi Xiaolian was also left in Wanghu Villa to practice.

In his previous life, he liked to climb mountains and wade alone, and now although his martial arts cultivation has reached a very high level, he has not changed this habit.

He called it "cultivating the mind".

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...

There are several major landscapes in Baishi City, among which Baima Mountain is a small hill, the place is not big, but it is a Buddhist holy place in Yumin Province, and there is a temple on it, White Horse Temple.

On the lush mountains, the white clouds are long, and the temperature in the mountains is neither high nor low, which is very pleasant.

This White Horse Temple is full of incense all day long, even if it is afternoon at this moment, there are still many visitors in the direction of the main hall.

Nowadays, the state affairs of the Gulan are in decline, the economy is also declining, the quality of life of many people is declining, and the family is not going well, and the career is frustrated, etc., they will come here to burn incense and ask for peace of mind.

In a small courtyard of the White Horse Temple, it is quiet and elegant.

There was an ancient well in the corner of the courtyard, and at this moment, a small novice was carrying a rope in one hand and carrying a bucket of water in three or two strokes.

Then pour the water into the kettle with a water ladle and carry it to the back to boil the water.

After a short time, the little novice returned to the courtyard, walked to a stone table, and made two pots of tea.

There were two people sitting in front of the stone table, one of them was wearing a wide monk's robe, the other was wearing a light gray Xiuxian hooded sportswear, and the feet were stepping on white cloth shoes.

This person is Li Wuxian.

Listening to the sound of Ding Ding Dong and the sound of wooden fish, Li Wuxian's heart was calm.

In front of him was an old monk about fifty or sixty years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Li Wuxian casually gave 2,000 yuan, and asked the White Horse Temple to specially arrange a monk to accompany Li Wuxian to discuss the Zen machine.

At this time, I only heard the guest monk smile and said:

"Master Li Shi's words are wrong, Buddhism pays more attention to meditation, and martial arts are minutiae.

There are only a few disciples of the lay martial arts hall in my White Horse Temple who practice martial arts, and the rest are monks who eat fasting and chant Buddha.

However, if the donor wants to learn about Buddhism and martial arts, when he has leisure, he can go to Xiaolin Temple or Dalin Temple to have a look. ”

Li Wuxian because the golden bell jar and the strong Vajra palm are related to Buddhism, so he asked casually, and when he heard the guest monk say this, Li Wuxian smiled slightly and said:

"Does the master have people who are familiar with each other in the two temples? If you go rashly, I am afraid that they will not accept it. ”

Xiaolin Temple, Li Wuxian can go at any time, anyway, Huiyun and Huixing are also acquaintances. Dalin Temple doesn't know.

Zhike monk said: "There are a few acquaintances in Dalin Temple, but they are just wandering monks, and they are generally not in Dalin Temple." If the donor wants to go to Dalin Temple, he can go directly to the Warrior Temple, and they have a special person to receive them. Dalin Temple is open to martial arts practitioners, if it is a martial arts exchange, as long as it is an ordinary exchange without grudges, they are very welcome, but they do not need to be introduced by any acquaintances. ”

"Xiaolin Temple, Lao Wei is not very familiar with it, but it should be similar to Dalin Temple. ”

"I see. Li Wuxian chatted a few more words and offered to leave.

This monk said: "Can Master Li Shi leave a Mobao?"

"Oh?" Li Wuxian nodded, "Naturally." ”

As long as a certain amount of merit money is given, the monastery will let people leave ink treasures. After that, the monastery will arrange for the monks to bless and pray for the guests.

"Is Li Shi mainly a brush or a fountain pen?" asked the monk thoughtfully.

Nowadays, many people no longer write calligraphy.

Li Wuxian said: "Brush it." ”

The eyes of the monk lit up, like Li Wuxian's age, he rarely practiced calligraphy since he was a child.

It seems that the other party must have been born in a big family, and he has been strict since he was a child, thinking of this, he couldn't help but have a little more affection for Li Wuxian, and immediately ordered Xiao Shami to get a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

After a while, when it was ready, Li Wuxian groaned for a while and immediately wrote a line of words.

"There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. ”

Inscription: "My immortal in the White Horse Temple".

When the old monk put pen to paper in Li Wuxian, his eyes lit up.

In his previous life, Li Wuxian practiced calligraphy for a period of time in order to pass the time, although he didn't write for a long time, but now he has very deep internal and external skills, and his ability to coordinate with the body is strong.

He couldn't help but feel a little smug in his heart.

After writing these words, Li Wuxian felt that the true qi in his body became more fluid.

"Li Shizhu is a good word, chic and uninhibited, which shows that the donor is also an open-minded, open-minded and casual person. ”

The old monk nodded and said, then he frowned slightly, and said, "But there seems to be a depression in the word donor, but why?"

From his point of view, he can naturally see that Li Wuxian's martial arts are not bad, and he can give thousands of yuan of merit money casually, and his net worth must not be weak.

So he couldn't think of anything to be depressed about the other party for a while.

Seeing Li Wuxian's gentle speech and demeanor, the old monk asked, thinking that with his many years of life experience, it was always okay to give the other party some guidance.

Li Wuxian smiled: "It's nothing. Master, farewell. ”

The old monk smiled and nodded, and went all the way to the gate of the mountain before shaking his head and going back.

...

Out of the White Horse Temple, not long after going down the mountain, Li Wuxian actually met Lawrence.

Lawrence's car was parked aside, and the whole person looked around, as if waiting for someone.

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