He Zhuowu was puzzled and said, "Why did the master say this? I failed to receive the ten moves of this thousand-peer senior brother, so naturally I lost!"

Zhixin glanced at Qianjue, who was still in doubt, shook his head and said: "No, I have learned the tricks, and the point is stopped, and the Qianjue master and nephew also made it clear before this level of competition, but the last thing he used was a kung fu that could not be put away, and this move was a forbidden martial art in this temple, and it was not allowed to be used at a time of life and death, so if Qianjue lost, he would lose in breaking the rules!"

He Zhuowu didn't seem to understand when he heard it, and he only muttered about this and that "rule" of this Wanmu Temple in his heart, but since the abbot had said so, he was always happy to accept the result of not being punished, so he responded: "Oh, oh! Luck, luck!"

"Qianjue!" Zhixin's voice was not loud but obviously stern, "If you use the forbidden trick lightly, you will be punished for taking care of the vegetable garden for half a year, can you admit the punishment?"

Maybe it's because he was forced to sacrifice a forbidden move by a hairy boy, and the other party still retreated under the forbidden move, or maybe it's because as a figure whose status in the temple is second only to the abbot, he was punished to take care of the vegetable garden, and his face was red with annoyance and shame, and his heart was naturally ten thousand dissatisfied, but he had to admit this punishment!

The first is that the punishment is reasonable, and the second is that the wisdom has already left enough face, and if someone else makes the same mistake, the martial arts may be abolished on the spot!

Qianjue knew this, so he folded his body and squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Qianjue admits punishment!"

He Zhuowu was a little overwhelmed, he just wanted to say a few words of love, but before he could speak, Zhixin said: "Come on, come on, little donor, yesterday's chess game was abandoned halfway, and today is free, it's time for the next one!"

Seeing Zhixin pulling himself inside, He Zhuowu asked, "Master, didn't you go to play under the tree outside the temple?"

Zhixin walked like the wind, but said: "Don't go, don't go, the donor is in the temple, just go to the poor monk's meditation house, the poor monk is old, and it takes a lot of effort to get out of the temple, haha......"

After the martial arts training field to the inside is the Dharma Hall, He Zhuowu followed Zhixin through the Dharma Hall, and saw from a distance that there is a Buddha Hall opposite, built close to the towering cliff, tall and not lost to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the plaque "Luohan Hall".

The two adjacent buildings on the right side are the bungalow with the plaque "Zen House" on the outside, and the two-story pavilion with the plaque "Zangjing Building" on the inside.

Opposite the Zen house and the Tibetan scripture building, the wall of the Taoist courtyard is separated, the moon gate is left in the middle, I don't know what place it is, but I see that there is a cooking smoke rising, it is the temple room, the hall is located, and it is estimated that it also leads to the vegetable garden that is about to be "in charge".

The two entered the Zen house, Zhixin asked his disciples to make tea and send it, and lit a few pieces of sandalwood incense, and then went to bed with He Zhuowu cross-legged, in charge of black and white.

He Zhuowu fell as fast as usual, but before he reached the middle game, he was already defeated.

Seeing He Zhuowu holding his chin with one hand, staring listlessly at the chessboard with his eyelids down, Zhixin stopped the sunspot in his hand.

"It seems that the absent-minded one has changed to the donor today! I wonder why the donor is worried?"

He Zhuowu let go of the hand supporting his chin, straightened up and said, "Not really." ”

Changed the subject again and asked, "What kind of trick did that Thousand Peerless Senior Brother use on me?

Zhixin smiled bitterly, and his old eyebrows were furrowed.

He didn't want to talk about this matter, but he knew that He Zhuowu was asking this question at the moment, and secondly, he did have this question in his heart, and this son was an inquiring personality, so it was better to tell him to understand, so he said:

"Although I don't dare to call it a martial arts in Wanmu Temple, if you talk about kung fu, you can say that it is a pangbo, eighteen kinds of weapons, internal and external skills, fists and feet hidden weapons, everything, but there are many categories, and it is difficult to be proficient in everything.

Our temple has been built for nearly 500 years, and there are only three elders: internal strength, external fist, and secret weapon, but there are those who can be called stunts, all of which come from it!"

He Zhuowu nodded and said, "Well, I've seen the kung fu of going through the mountains." ”

After speaking, he made a gesture of please, signaling Zhixin to continue playing chess.

Zhixin fell and continued:

"The patriarch of our temple, the monk Duhai, believes that both in Buddhism, when thinking of compassion, is to subdue demons and subdue demons, but also to leave a way of life, to avoid killing, for this purpose to create a piece of kung fu called 'clasp hands', intended to capture without hurting people's lives.

Many years later, among the disciples and grandchildren of Monk Duhai, there was an unprecedented martial arts wizard of Wanmu Temple, Master Wankong. He is extremely talented, not only to improve the martial arts in the temple, but also to create a number of great kung fu, the existing unique school in our temple is created by him, but also since he began to carry forward the martial arts of our temple!

However, unlike his ancestor, this Master of the Ten Thousand Voids believed in eliminating evil and thought that the kung fu of clasping hands was too conservative and unbearable for actual combat, so he integrated an internal martial art he had created into it, so he added a new mastery called 'Taiyin Clasp Hands'.

The one used by the donor today is the style in the hands of this Taiyin buckle, which is called 'robe buckle'!"

He Zhuowu listened attentively, and said suspiciously: "Since it is a mastery created by the predecessors, why is it listed as a forbidden move, is it possible that this Taiyin clasp has a big flaw?"

Zhixin shook his head, dropped another son, and said slowly: "The forbidden person is actually the internal power mental method used by Taiyin clasping hands, and the reason why it is forbidden is not that the mental method itself is defective, but although the divine power is good, it is not used by everyone!"

"But why?"

"The donor's internal strength is successful, when you know the common method of practicing internal strength, it is nothing more than luck to breathe, walk the meridians, or accumulate over time, or take shortcuts supplemented by pills, open up the entrance acupoints, so that the internal force can be retracted and released freely, which has its own difference in the level of the heart and the depth of the internal force, but the truth is general.

Master Wankong's heart law has found a new way, not seeking to break through the customs and veins, but can bypass the entrance acupoints, and the internal force enclosed in it seeps out from the four walls of the meridians, and then converges in one place, once practiced, the power is infinite!

However, such an internal force that does not follow the meridians is, first, it is difficult to control the amount of force, and second, once the exercise is performed, it is difficult to stop and withdraw it halfway until the internal force is exhausted. ”

Although there are only a few words of wisdom, what he said is a profound internal strength method, and He Zhuowu's internal strength is stronger than the entry, and he can blink when he listens to it, and he can't fully understand his meaning.

Zhixin looked at He Zhuowu's stunned face, and said:

"In today's battle between the donor and Qianjue, the donor was trapped by Qianjue with a robe, even if he has the power to pull out the mountain but can't break away from Qianjue's arms, the reason is that Qianjue tightens his arms with not external force, but the internal force of Taiyin's clasped hands, and with Qianjue's current cultivation can not be released at all, he can't stop if he wants to, if it weren't for the old man's shot, the donor may not be able to save his life!"

As soon as Zhixin said this, He Zhuowu thought back to the situation at that time, and had a general understanding of this Taiyin clasp, thinking that he had actually walked around before the ghost gate, and he also felt a little afraid!

"Even a master can't master this kung fu?"

Zhixin shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm ashamed to say that the old man has not practiced this skill. ”

He Zhuowu was stunned.

Zhixin explained again:

"The donor doesn't know that after Master Wankong, there are indeed many senior monks of this temple who practice this skill, but not to mention that they can practice to the same ease as Master Wankong, even if they can practice to the point that they can bypass the entrance and seep out, there are very few!

There are even those who practice this skill and go mad, at least their skills will be wasted, and at worst, their pulse will be broken and they will die!

Therefore, since the generation of the old master, although he remembered that this skill was created by the previous generations of monks, he could not bear to put it on the shelf, but he made three restrictions on the inheritance of this skill for future generations.

The first is to select only those who are endowed with outstanding endowments among the disciples to practice, and the second is that only disciples who have practiced the introductory mental method within one year are eligible to pass on the entire mental method, and the third point is that before the completion of the exercise, unless their lives are at stake, they are not allowed to use this exercise!"

"Oh, I see!" He Zhuowu nodded, and suddenly smiled again, "Isn't the master among the bestowed?"

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, my qualifications are dull, and I can be the abbot of this Wanmu Temple, it's really because of ...... Alas, don't mention the old things!" Zhixin waved his hand.

He Zhuowu didn't want to ask much about this matter, so he said, "So, does Senior Brother Qianjue have an extraordinary talent for martial arts?"

Zhixin nodded: "Qianjue is the only one in my temple who can look up to Master Xiang of the Ten Thousand Voids in terms of martial arts comprehension in the past hundred years!

He Zhuowu couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, that fierce and vicious-looking monk was really a great character, he was really unseemly, and it was not unjust to lose to him!

But he asked, "Senior Brother Qianjue has already practiced the Introductory Mind Method, but he is still banned from this skill, it should be a great achievement, right?"

Zhixin's hand that was about to fall stopped in mid-air, and it took a while to put it down, and he couldn't see any expression, but said: "Qianjue has not been passed on to the follow-up method. ”

"This ......"

"Donor!" He Zhuowu was just about to break the sand pot and ask to the end, when Zhixin interrupted, "We won't mention these things in the temple, if there is a fate, the donor will know about it in the future." The old man wanted to ask about the benefactor at the moment. ”

"Oh, the master just asks!"

"The donor visited last night and said that he was going to become a monk, but the family didn't know about it when he came, right?"

"Hmm. He Zhuowu stared at the chessboard without raising his head.

"Isn't the donor worried about his family?"

When I came, I left horseshoe prints on the way up the mountain, and my family naturally recognized me, and they should have known that I was in the temple, but I haven't found them yet, so I shouldn't have found them. ”

He Zhuowu's gaze moved from the chessboard to the door, his expression was a little puzzled, of course he didn't know that he was coming on the front foot, and Du Chong was also on the back foot.

No wonder the benefactor came so quickly, and this kid was clever in doing things.

Zhixin was thinking like this, and suddenly a disciple came to report, saying that it was a female benefactor who came to congratulate the second son.