"Honorable Master?" Yue Ziran was puzzled in his heart and opened his mouth to ask. Then his eyes moved to the gem ring in his hand, and he suddenly remembered the two Buddhas and scholars they met in Xiangyang, playing against each other in the wind and snow. The monk once promised to cure Yue Ziran's secret disease, but he has not seen each other since then, Huang Rong only said that it was the monk who spoke.

The monk gently shook off the snowflakes on his sleeves and replied, "The family teacher is the family teacher, as for how to call the family teacher, you can call him nameless." ”

"No name, isn't it no name, what kind of name is this?" Sun Fugui on the side interjected.

"No name is a name, and being famous will remember more troubles. Only then did the monk glance at Sun Fugui.

Yue Ziran stepped aside and welcomed the monk into the inn, and Huang Rong asked on the side, "Great monk, what is your Dharma name?"

The monk's smile was still there: "Nameless." ”

The others immediately understood that either the master and apprentice did not have a name, or the master and apprentice did not want to leave their names. So the others were no longer reluctant, Huang Rong turned to ask the question she was most concerned about, and her tone became respectful: "Master, do you understand medical pharmacology?"

"I don't understand. ”

"You have a peerless education, can you pass it on to Brother Ran to treat his dark disease?"

"I don't know how to fight. ”

Huang Rong's angry face suddenly withered, and she glared at the old monk angrily, pinching her waist with her right hand, like a high-spirited little hen: "You monk, you don't know how to treat your illness at all, are you here to find us to open your eyes?"

The nameless monk shook his head: "I did come here to treat Yue Jushi's illness. As for the healer. At present, I know that except for the monk who knows a yang finger, he is the only one. ”

Huang Rong kicked the debris under her feet and said, "I know this, but in this case, what are you going to do?"

The nameless monk smiled and said, "Naturally, he was cured earlier." ”

"Ah, yes. Huang Rong suddenly remembered that the monk had said to Yue Ziran in the wind and snow that day that learning the internal strength of self-cultivation in the Xuanmen Sect or Buddhism Sect could relieve him of his distress.

A few days ago, she also mentioned it to Wang Chuyi, but according to Wang Chuyi, although the internal skills practiced by their Quanzhen Seven Sons belong to the Xuanmen Authentic Sect, they are just ordinary mental methods, not Wang Chongyang's famous "Innate Gong", and the healing effect is not good. If Yue Ziran wants to rely on it to eliminate the dark diseases of his body, he is afraid that he will have to work hard and look at the creation.

After that, Huang Rong thought that when Huashan discussed the sword again, with the help of the face of his father and Qigong, he would let Nandi heal his brother.

The biggest thing is to let the Seventh Duke and Daddy give him the title of the first in the world.

This monk doesn't know martial arts, but he can bring the authentic internal force method of self-cultivation from Buddhism. She forgot about it for a moment.

"The internal strength of the old monk that day was extraordinary, and presumably the martial arts secrets brought by the unknown monk today were not far behind. Huang Rong thought happily, and wanted to ask what she was bringing, but she realized that this fashion was in the lobby of the inn, and there were many diners, so it was not the place to ask.

A few people left the inn lobby and came to the backyard, passed a covered bridge through guò, bypassed a few plum trees that bloomed in the falling snow, and then turned to the courtyard where Yue Ziran and they lived.

Yue Ziran welcomed the nameless monk into the attic. At this time, the firewood in the brazier was burning, and the room was very warm, just enough for him to keep warm.

The nameless monk who entered the room first put down all the personal weight on his body, took out a pair of wooden fish from the package, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Yue Jushi, let's start." ”

Yue Ziran was surprised and persuaded: "Master, you have come from afar, why don't you rest first?"

The nameless monk shook his head and said, "No need, this little monk can still suffer from the past." Moreover, by explaining this scripture to the son earlier, the little monk can not only eliminate the dark illness of Yue Jushi as soon as possible, but also complete the trust of the family teacher as soon as possible. ”

Yue Ziran insisted on refusing, and asked Bai Rang to serve him a bowl of ginger soup to warm his body, and the nameless monk stopped refusing and accepted it calmly. When the nameless monk took the ginger soup, Yue Ziran opened his mouth and asked, "Is the Venerable Master okay now?"

When leaving the hill that day, Yue Ziran saw that the old monk was stumbling lightly, obviously the game with the scholar in the wind and snow had greatly damaged his vitality, so he asked this question.

Unexpectedly, the nameless monk was holding a soup bowl, "hehe" laughed, very bright: "After the family teacher returned to Shaolin and explained everything, he was troubled and the merits were completely pure and gone. ”

"Ugh. Although Yue Ziran had already guessed this possibility, he was a little sad when he thought that the old monk asked his disciples to come over to help him when he was dying.

However, the nameless monk was smiling when he talked about the master's death, and he could understand it, because for the monk, this body was just a stinky skin.

When the nameless monk drank the ginger soup, he stopped talking. His eyes were only fixed on the soup bowl, and he drank it one bite at a time, and the frequency of each drink seemed to be the same. The drink was very serious and very tasty, so that Huang Rong, who usually doesn't like to drink turmeric, looked at it, and the urge to have a bowl arose in his heart.

Soon, a bowl of ginger soup all entered the stomach of the unknown monk, he rubbed his belly, recited a Buddha name softly, looked up and said to Yue Ziran: "Yue Jushi, let's start." ”

"Good. Yue Ziran nodded.

The nameless monk immediately turned his head and said to Huang Rong and the others: "The family teacher has a life, and this exercise can only be passed on by me alone, so as not to spread it like the "Nine Yin True Scripture", which will cause many disasters in vain. ”

When Bai Rang and Sun Fugui heard this, although they were curious, they had no choice but to retreat, not daring to complain.

Huang Rong didn't have much expectations for martial arts, but she couldn't stay by Brother Ran's side, so she was a little unhappy, pouted and walked to the door as if she had been greatly wronged, and made a grimace at the nameless monk when she closed the door, and then giggled: "Brother Ran, you concentrate on practicing, I'll go make some delicious vegetarian food for you." ”

"Good. Yue Ziran responded.

The nameless monk had no heart to defend himself, and when he saw the three of them walking out, he didn't stand up to take a closer look, but just sat in place, took the wooden fish in his hand, and said with a smile indifferently: "Yue Jushi, the family teacher has a life, I hope you don't pass on this exercise in the future." ”

Yue Ziran nodded gratefully, and said firmly: "Don't worry, master, I will rot it in my stomach." ”

The nameless monk bowed slightly, tapped the wooden fish a few times, and said slowly: "Since you have already passed the best age for martial arts cultivation, your mind has become complicated. In order to do more with less, you also need to empty your mind before imparting. ”

"Empty your mind?" Yue Ziran didn't quite understand.

"Not bad. The nameless monk nodded and motioned for him to lie down on the soft couch, "I will use a little skill to make your mind clear and clear without a trace of thought." ”

Yue Ziran smiled: "When I don't think about anything in my head, that's when I'm going to fall asleep!"

The nameless monk knocked on the wooden fish, nodded slowly and said, "Not bad." So you can practice as much as you can before you fall asleep, and you can usually cultivate and consolidate by yourself, but the degree is far less than when you have an ethereal mind. ”

Yue Ziran suddenly understood why the nameless monk had no time to rest and had to start. According to this method, if the nameless monk wants to teach him all the exercises and let him succeed, I am afraid it will take a long time.

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