Huya, standing on the couch, took a look at it with the faint light, and it turned out to be Zhuo Yifan lying on the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother Yifan!" Huya looked at him in surprise.

Zhuo Yifan covered his stomach, his face was ugly. Looking at Zhuo Yifan's painful expression at this time, Huya was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped off the bed.

"Brother Yifan, how could it be you, I thought it was a bandit!"

Zhuo Yifan endured the pain, squeezed out a sentence with difficulty, and said, "Senior Brother Huya, didn't you say that you wanted to teach me martial arts? Why did you kick me!"

Huya scratched his head and said puzzledly: "I said that I would teach you martial arts, but I didn't say that I would teach you at this time!"

Zhuo Yifan closed his eyes slightly in pain, he looked at Huya, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother Huya, your foot is too heavy, and you almost kicked my heart and lungs out!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. Huya nodded again and again, with an apologetic expression.

After a while, Zhuo Yifan relieved his breath, got up and said, "Senior Brother Huya, it's not early!"

The little monk looked at the bright sky outside, frowned, and said, "Brother Yifan, it's not bright yet, can we sleep again?"

Zhuo Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were a little puzzled, and he said: "Aren't you secretly teaching me, if you teach it during the day, it will definitely not work, and if you teach it at night, you can't see it! ”

The corners of the little monk's lips raised a touch of arc, and he stared at Zhuo Yifan: "I'm really afraid of you, it's not dawn yet! Hey, I can't sleep anymore. Okay, let's go for it. The little monk kept shaking his little head while getting dressed.

The night was white, and the two people in the room slowly walked out of the room in the light of the light outside.

There was silence all around, and there was no sound except for the sound of the two of them breathing each other.

On this short stretch of the road, surprises have always been rippling in Zhuo Yifan's heart. He thinks that as long as he learns the martial arts taught by the little monk, he must be a hero-like figure, even if he is not as powerful as he imagined, he will not be as inferior as before, and his days of being bullied will come to an end.

The surprise in Zhuo Yifan's heart lasted for a while, and finally gradually calmed down, and then he didn't dare to follow the little monk to the backyard slowly.

The little monk took Zhuo Yifan to a vacant space in the backyard, the open space is not big, and there are some bumps in it, but it is still possible to teach some fist and foot kung fu.

I saw the little monk Huya walk into the center of the entrance, turned his head and said, "My master told me that the martial arts of our Bodhi Temple come from three places. The first place is Tianzhu, and I heard that the ancestor was the person of Tianzhu. The second is the Western Regions, for some reason, the ancestor went from Tianzhu to the Western Regions, and then passed on to the second disciple. His second disciple came here from the Western Regions again, and the Bodhi Temple became the third place. ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, his brows frowned, he really didn't expect that an inconspicuous temple here, there was such a wide geographical origin, which was really amazing, and it was no wonder that there would be a Buddhist holy relic, the Nine Dragons Vampire Zen Staff.

The little monk Huya continued: "Although the martial arts of our Bodhi Temple have a messy origin, we can't escape a word in the end!"

"One word?" Zhuo Yifan said curiously: "Senior Brother Huya, which word is it?"

Huya said: "When Master told me back then, he asked me to guess, so I'll let you guess!"

Hearing him say this, Zhuo Yifan was suddenly at a loss, there are thousands of words, he just said that he can't finish it in his life, not to mention guessing.

"Senior Brother Huya, the scope of your guess is too wide, why don't you reveal a little bit of prompt information, and I'll figure it out. ”

Huya felt the same, so he pouted: "Brother Yifan, then I'll reveal a little bit, like you are so smart, you must be able to guess!" Then, Huya patted his head.

Seeing him pat his head, Zhuo Yifan replied with a smile: "Haha, it's the word 'head'!"

Hearing this, Huya shook his head vigorously.

"That's not right!" Zhuo Yifan pondered: "The head of the tiger tooth is light, not the word 'head' of the bald head, it must be the word 'light'!"

After thinking about it, he replied again: "I know, it's the word 'light'!"

Hearing him say this, Huya realized that the two words he said were both pointing to his appearance, and now that he thinks about it, the word "bald" has some sarcasm, which makes him very embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I'm really convinced, you're only seeing what is on the surface. Let me tell you!"

In order not to let the embarrassment continue, Huya then put his palms together, closed his eyes and lowered his head: "Amitabha Buddha is a 'Buddha' word!"

As soon as the word Buddha came out, Zhuo Yifan suddenly realized.

"Yes, yes, the three places are all places of Buddhism, and they are all people who cultivate Buddhism!" he shook his head and smiled, and said, "Hey, look at my head, why do you always think about what you see in front of you, and you don't think about it in a deep meaning." It seems that the cultivation is really not enough, and the problem is only superficial and lacks depth. ”

When Huya heard this, he felt the same, and saw Zhuo Yifan's funny appearance of self-deprecation, so he couldn't help but smile.

Subsequently, Huya continued: "Master said that martial arts can be classified into three types, internal and external ......."

"Aren't there three kinds, why did you only say two?" Zhuo Yifan said suspiciously.

Huya stroked his head, frowned, and said, "Master has been talking about it for too long, I forgot about it!"

Zhuo Yifan was also speechless for a while when he heard this, he was listening to it, and his interest had just been raised, but he dropped the chain and couldn't remember.

"Senior Brother Huya, don't worry!

Although Zhuo Yifan wanted to know urgently, he didn't dare to rush to urge, he was afraid that urging too quickly would backfire.

Huya thought for a moment, then his little hand suddenly slapped his head and said with a smile: "Haha!

"Say it quickly, say it quickly!" Zhuo Yifan hurriedly urged.

"The other is a combination of the two, that is, both internal and external. Huya said with a small face, looking very proud.

"Senior Brother Huya, you know so much!" Zhuo Yifan admired.

"That's what Master told me!"

Then the little monk Huya roughly explained the martial arts classics taught to him by Zen Master Huiyuan in the past to Zhuo Yifan.

For internal strength, it is to cultivate internal force to manipulate the body, pay attention to the cultivation of internal strength, and its power is closely related to its profundity. In other words, the stronger the qi in the body, the stronger the power, and the greater the damage to hit.

The external power is the change of moves, which is based on constantly strengthening and exercising one's physique, so that the various qualities of the body are close to or reach the peak state, and then manipulate the palm, fist, elbow, leg, that is, all the external tools on the body, so as to form power and deal damage. (To be continued.) )