After the ceremony, Jingming folded his hands and looked Chu Hao up and down with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Chu Hao felt straight hairs all over his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Master Jingming, what is the matter with you looking for it?" Chu Hao finally couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing but to see the Chu Shi, there is always in the heart of compassion, a benevolent lamp in the heart, the next day will be able to bear the Bodhisattva fruit, the little monk is happy in his heart, and he has come to see the Chu Shizhu. Saying that, Jingming saluted Chu Hao again and said.

Chu Hao rubbed his nose, no wonder the legendary monks are all eloquent, this sycophant is so fresh and refined.

To be honest, Chu Hao himself didn't see that he had compassion and benevolence, and as for the Bodhisattva fruit, there was no shadow.

"Master Jingming praised it, but he just said that everyone is a person who practices martial arts, and his hands are a little measured, and he doesn't deserve what Master Jingming said. Chu Hao said.

"Master Chu, deserve it, deserve it. ”

As he spoke, the smile on Jing Ming's face became even stronger, and he still looked Chu Hao up and down.

"Master Jingming, you should have something else to look for, right?"

Seeing Jingming's appearance, Chu Hao had to ask again.

"It's nothing, it's just that when I saw Lord Chu, he also used Shaolin boxing, and there were some moves, even the little monk had never seen it, but looking at his boxing theory and boxing path, it should also be my Shaolin boxing method, so I want to ask Master Chu, what is the relationship with my Shaolin. ”

After speaking, Jingming saluted Chu Hao again and looked at Chu Hao with a smile.

In an instant, Chu Hao's heart chuckled, and even the smile on the corner of Jingming's mouth felt a little aggressive, as if ten thousand arrows pierced his heart.

He now understands that what compassion, benevolence, and bodhisattva fruit are all excuses, and the purpose of this pure light is to ask him what he has to do with Shaolin.

But he really didn't expect that Jingming would ask such a question, most of his kung fu is Shaolin martial arts, even if he uses the Three Emperors cannon, it will inevitably bring some Shaolin boxing in the righteous and peaceful, ingenious artistic conception.

This is actually a good thing for Chu Hao, what all martial artists pursue is to travel all over the world, fight with masters from all walks of life, learn their strengths from them, and then integrate themselves again, Chu Hao is already walking on this road.

This is also the reason why Taijiquan has Chen-style, Yang-style, Wu-style, Wu-style, Sun-style, Zhaobao style, Wudangshan ancient style, Yin-style hard palm and programmatic soft palm, as well as Liang Wenzhai and other branches.

Even if it is the same set of national arts, everyone will have their own different opinions, just like a thousand people have a thousand Hamlets.

"Uh...... , I met an old monk when I was a child, and I was taught by him in this body of kung fu, although the old monk didn't say much except for the things in the national arts, but he should also be a Shaolin disciple. ”

Chu Hao's brain was running rapidly, and he felt that cold sweat was about to run down.

He finally knew why the protagonists of the previous novels had to have one to carry the pot, the old master, the old Chinese medicine doctor and the like, it was really because it was so easy to use, and any pot could be thrown on it.

"I see, what Master Chu met should be my Shaolin senior, according to this, Lord Chu is also my Shaolin lay disciple. Jing Ming said with some hesitation, what Chu Hao said was simply too mysterious.

"It should be. Chu Hao nodded.

"However, dare to ask the senior's name. Jingming asked again.

"It's probably called Xuan Ci, right Xuan Ci. Chu Hao rolled his eyes and said.

As soon as these words came out, Jingming felt as if his head had been hit by a bell, and the whole person was about to be stunned.

After dozens of breaths, Jingming came to his senses, and exclaimed in a deafening voice: "Xuan Ci!

Such a cry that was almost like piercing the clouds and cracking stones instantly attracted the attention of all the audience, and the organizer even beckoned a group of security guards to rush towards Chu Hao.

This kind of thing where martial artists are in the ring, they don't know how many times they have encountered it, and they have long had experience.

Looking at the onlookers around Wuyangyang, the guarded security guards, and the excited eyes in the audience, Jingming suddenly knew that he had broken the precepts, and hurriedly saluted everyone and said: "The little monk is excited, don't blame, don't blame, don't blame." ”

Seeing this, the security guards breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that Chu Hao and Jingming didn't seem to have any intention of fighting, they dispersed the onlookers, and then left themselves.

When the people were almost gone, Jingming looked at Chu Hao and asked word by word: "Master Chu, is it really not mistaken?"

Seeing Jingming's appearance, Chu Hao was stupid, and he knew that he seemed to have said something wrong, this name was his inspiration just now, and he borrowed Xuzhu's father's law name for a while, but he didn't expect Jingming to have such a big reaction.

"Maybe I'm mistaken, it's been too long, I was only six or seven years old at that time. ”

Hearing this, Jingming breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not that the little monk deliberately wants to make a mistake or not to say the precepts, it's really because what Master Chu said is too amazing, the Yuan Dynasty Xueting Fuyu Zen Master established the Cao Dong Fundamental Sect, and wrote the Seven Crosses who continued to inherit the lineage of the disciples." ”

"The little monk is a pure word generation, and there are Qing, ancestors, the same three generations, and then up to the Xuanzi generation, that is to say, if it is really as Chu Shizhu said, that Master Xuanci is actually already the master of the little monk, but I Shaolin, there are only two monks left in the same generation, and the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation are all gone thirty years ago. ”

Chu Hao suddenly felt sweat on his forehead, he just pulled it casually, but he didn't expect to pull out such a big flag.

"However, the senior monk that Chu Shizhu met should also be my Shaolin, the ancestral generation, and even the senior monk of the same generation, otherwise Chu Shizhu's boxing skills would not have so many, and the little monk has never seen the moves. It's a pity, if the master of Chu can rely on the high monk and can prove his body, the little monk may not have to call the master of Chu, uncle, or uncle. Jingming said with great regret.

Chu Hao felt that the sweat on his forehead was almost unstoppable, did he like to find his uncle and ancestor so much.

However, he was a little curious that if this thing was true, this Jingming would be ready to compete in martial arts next.

"It doesn't matter, after the senior monk taught me at that time, he also said that I don't have to worry about him, so I don't have to worry about him. Chu Hao hurriedly said.

Hearing this, Jingming's face suddenly said solemnly: "This high monk thinks that he is coming without grasping, going without chasing, the heart is transformed by things, that is, all beings, and the mind can be transformed into things, that is, the artistic conception of coming." ”

"Yes, yes. Chu Hao's head was about to shake into a chick.

He really obeyed this purity, and he could turn to the Buddha in everything, and he didn't say anything, and he became like this.

"It's not early, I'm going to eat, Master Jingming, see you in the afternoon. ”

Seeing that Jing Ming still wanted to say something, Chu Hao put down his words, and ran away without looking back, he felt that if he continued to talk with Jing Ming, the conversation would not end until noon tomorrow, and maybe he would have to ask him for a trick or two.

He felt that he was not destined for this paragraph, and he met the Tai Chi Successor and the Shaolin Descendant one after another, Yu Fei said that he did not encounter either of these two in the last competition.

Moreover, generally speaking, it takes five or six years for such a descendant of Shaolin or Chenjiagou to come to compete in martial arts, if there are them in every martial arts competition, then these helpless and wild warriors will not be able to mix up for a long time, so Chu Hao is lucky.

When I touched it, I ran into it, and the results were all so strange, Chen He was young but old-fashioned, and he was ruthless and insidious.

And this Jingming is like a Tang monk, who doesn't have fun when he pulls it up, and he loves to ask around.

No, he thinks that Jingming might as well run into Chen He, it's okay to hit him twice, just leave, talk to him, pull him around, pull him, his head is big.

"Master Chu is walking too fast, and the little monk still wants to learn a thing or two from Master Chu. ”

Looking at Chu Hao's distant figure, Jingming shook his head with some regret.

After eating at noon, Chu Hao was not in a hurry to go back, but instead took the two girls to the shopping mall casually, grinding and grinding, until the game was about to start, and then slipped into the gymnasium.

After looking around, he didn't see Jingming's figure, Chu Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that this was related to Jingming, it was compared to Tang Seng, and even more annoying than Tang Seng, Tang Seng at least wouldn't say these messy Buddhas.

The afternoon competition was also very fast, after all, if you can come here, the level is about the same as Yu Fei, if Chu Hao is unwilling to let go, three punches, at most two feet, it will basically be over.

There is no way, there is too much difference in strength, just compared to the white ghost that Chu Hao first encountered, the strength is not as good as the white ghost.

And Jingming also changed his slow style in the morning, and after saluting his opponent, he simply sent him off the ring with a Shaolin long fist, which provoked the audience to cheer constantly.

Shaolin Temple also belongs to the territory of Shangdu, so the market competition before Jingming is also compared in Shangdu.

For these fans, Jingming is good at everything, handsome, mild-mannered, wants to sign autographs, wants to take a group photo, never knows the word rejection, and his strength is also very high.

It's just that this competition has been too long, like swallowing water, grinding and chirping, not refreshing at all, they thought that they would never see the scene of Jingming's punch KO in their lives, but they didn't expect to see it today.

Chu Hao looked at it, and felt that Jingming seemed to have more fans than him, and most of them were female fans, he really didn't know what these women thought, they actually liked a monk so much.

Soon, the game went to the end, and there was no doubt that the opponents of the final game were Chu Hao and Jingming, shady, shady.

As soon as Chu Hao came to power, the Jingming Dynasty saluted Chu Hao and said, "Seeing Lord Chu again, the little monk is really infinitely happy in his heart." ”

Chu Hao, who heard this, fell to the ground with goosebumps, and was always said by a monk, I am so happy to see you, what do you think?

"Hello Master Jingming, almost, let's start the game. Chu Hao hurriedly said.

If he let Jingming continue to speak, there would be no need to compare this competition, and he would be disgusted to death directly.

"That's good, I watched the Chu donor's boxing method in the morning, and I comprehended it for a long time at noon, and I have gained some gains, and I hope that the Chu donor will teach me. ”

"Well said, well said. Chu Hao nodded and said, as long as he said that the game would start, if he continued to say this, he really couldn't bear it.

"The little monk was offended. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Jingming with his hands crossed in front of his chest, posing as an arhat with eighteen hands, and the father and son bowed to each other.

Immediately afterwards, Jingming's right foot retracted half a step back, his toes were on the ground, and at the same time, his legs squatted slightly, and his left arm bent his knees and stretched out his palm, and a boy worshiped the Buddha and called Chu Hao.

Chu Hao's eyes lit up, this was exactly the move on the eighteen hands of the Arhats.

Without hesitation, Chu Hao retreated with his left foot, and kicked forward with his right foot, kicking directly at Jingming's wrist.

And Jingming seemed to have expected it, as soon as Chu Hao's feet moved, Jingming flipped his wrist and opened his five fingers, like a spider web, waiting for the rabbit and waiting for Chu Hao to throw himself into the net.

And Chu Hao seemed to have realized it a long time ago, and when Jingming just started to turn his hand, Chu Hao withdrew his right foot, and continued to step forward with his left foot, and one palm was directly towards the back of Jingming's neck.

This is exactly the eighteen hands of the Arhats, holding the moon in their arms.

But before Chu Hao's hand reached in front of Jing Ming, Jing Ming nodded with a phoenix, let Chu Hao's palm go, and then stood up with his five fingers into a palm, slamming it towards Chu Hao's chest!

It seems that two majestic mountains are pressing towards Chu Hao, there is no way to avoid it, there is nothing to do, only the end of being crushed into pieces!

Chu Hao and Jingming made a few moves, which made all the audience present dumbfounded, is this still a martial arts competition, are these two performing, it is just like a senior brother feeding each other, hitting several times, and not even touching his fist.

"In the morning, when Master Jingming and Chu Hao were talking, I listened to it, as if Chu Hao was also from Shaolin Temple, and his seniority didn't seem to be low. A member of the audience said.

After hearing this, everyone understood, no wonder Master Jingming would be so out of shape in the morning, it turned out that he had met the same door.

But this is also quite interesting, on the martial arts platform, they have seen a lot of life and death, but on the competition platform, they have really never seen the situation of feeding with their brothers.

And Chu Hao also felt very awkward at this time, as if he was struggling with Li Lingsu.

At the moment, his body changed, his waist fell from his horse, and the powerful mountain cannon bombarded towards Jingming's palms to see if it was Jingming's mountain thickness or Chu Hao's gunpower!

Seeing this, Jing Ming retracted his hand, and jumped back slightly, distancing himself from Chu Hao.

This made it, Chu Hao was suddenly a little confused, what does this mean, don't you fight?

"It's the little monk Meng Lang, seeing that the eighteen hands of the Chu donor are different from my Shaolin, and he was happy to see the hunt for a while, so he couldn't help but want to use the eighteen hands of the Arhat to learn from the Chu Shi, the Chu Shizhu is not strange, not strange. Jingming clasped his hands together and bowed to Chu Hao.