Since ancient times, there is a saying that 'the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin', although the various sects and factions in the rivers and lakes do not admit that what they have learned is from Shaolin, so as not to make this sect weaker than the Shaolin faction, but it can be seen from this that the Shaolin faction's martial arts are broad and profound, and all kinds of martial arts are involved, otherwise there would be no such words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Under Songshan Mountain, Henan, the sun is high in the sky on this day, and the pedestrians are sweating, and an old man and a young man are walking on the mountain road to Songshan. The old one is about forty years old, neatly dressed, with a jade pendant on his waist, and a huge belly, just like a pregnant woman in July, and he knows that he is a rich and noble family at a glance. The younger one is about ten years old, four feet tall, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, if it weren't for the vicissitudes in his eyes, anyone who saw it would think he was a young guy.

"It's too hot this day!" the old man wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and couldn't help but sigh when he saw that there was still a long mountain road to go.

The little one had the same face as usual, and there was no sweat in the hot world, and he smiled when he heard this: "Dad, who told you not to practice well." It's just a mountain road, and it's sweating on his forehead, which shows that kung fu hasn't been practiced at all. Alas!" He sighed and shook his head, looking like he didn't know what to say.

For the performance of the little old man, the old one was no longer surprised, and said helplessly: "I think that your father's hand of King Kong palm in Henan is also well-known, say 'King Kong hand cork', who doesn't know who doesn't know? ”

"Hehe..."Hearing his father talk about his things back then, Huang Qi said helplessly: "Dad, don't talk about what you did back then." You are just a little famous in Henan, or the face given by people in the face of the Shaolin faction, just brag with your son, but don't brag in front of others!"

"You kid, what are you talking about!" Huang Bai's face turned red when he heard this, but fortunately he was wiping his sweat, but he couldn't see it. "Your father is also a third-rate master, how can there be a famous figure in the rivers and lakes. How many people have practiced martial arts for many years, and they can't even enter the third-rate, aren't your father and me amazing?"

"Third-rate masters?" Hearing these two inappropriate words put together, Huang Qi said speechlessly: "Dad, how many third-rate masters are there in the Shaolin faction?

"How do I know about your father!" Huang Bai's face swelled when he heard this, of course he would not say that there would be no less than 100 third-rate figures in the Shaolin faction, and he didn't want to be ridiculed by his son anymore, Huang Bai changed the topic and said: "Qi'er, you have to practice hard when you get to the Shaolin faction, don't slack off!"

"Dad, don't worry, the child will practice hard!" Huang Qi's face turned straight when he heard this, he no longer had a hippie smile, and he was very serious. Huang Qi cherishes the fact that he can worship the Shaolin School to practice. Ever since he knew that this was the world of novels, he had cherished the opportunity to practice. That's right, he is not from this world, but from hundreds of years after I don't know if it is in the same space. He was originally a college student, and after graduating was unemployed, doing a job that did not pay much, but was not bad. Although I am not very satisfied with life, I still have to live the life I should live, so I accept my fate. Who thought that on the night of his twenty-seventh birthday, he just made a birthday wish to change his current life, and when he woke up the next day, he was already a baby, born in this world, and became the son of Huang Bai.

Originally, he didn't know what this place was, only that it was an ancient world. However, when he once heard the people in the restaurant at home talk about the undefeated leader of the Demon Sect, Dongfang, he had some guesses, and after a few explorations, he learned that it was the world of smiling and proud rivers and lakes. Since it is a martial arts world like Xiaoao Jianghu, martial arts are naturally extremely important, and he himself wants to practice it very much. Therefore, when he was five years old, he begged his father Huang Bai to teach him martial arts, but unfortunately his father did not agree, and did not start teaching him martial arts until he was six years old. Seeing this, his father called him a martial arts genius, and he didn't want to delay his son's future, so he sent him to the Shaolin faction, ready to rely on his previous relationship in the Shaolin faction to let him worship the Shaolin faction.

"Qi'er, your qualifications are naturally needless to say, you are definitely a martial arts wizard for a hundred years, as long as you practice well, after more than ten years, there will definitely be a place for you in the rivers and lakes. Huang Bai first looked admired and proud, and then sighed: "But I don't know if it's right or wrong to bring you into this river and lake." The rivers and lakes are sinister, if something happens to you, then your father and mother will have no one to send them to the end. ”

"Dad, what are you talking about!" Huang Qi didn't want his father to change his mind, so he hurriedly said: "As long as you and your mother have another younger brother, even if something happens to the child, someone will take care of you." ”

"You kid, no big or small!" Huang Bai scolded with a smile when he heard this, and then instructed: "Qi'er, after you arrive at the Shaolin Sect, you must not talk like this, otherwise those elders will not like it." ”

"Dad, don't worry, the child knows!" Huang Qi nodded, he was not a child, so he naturally knew what to do.

"It's good if you understand!" Huang Bai still understands his child's wit and sensibility, so he doesn't say much.

After walking on the mountain road for a while, Huang Qi asked aloud: "Dad, now you can tell me how to arrange the child, right? ”

"There is some truth in what you say!" Huang Bai thought about it when he heard this, but this is not the truth, and immediately said: "Your father and I used to be lay disciples of the Shaolin School, and there are many good friends in the sect. Although most of the lay disciples have left the sect, there are also a few friends who have no worries, are reluctant to leave the sect, or who remain in the sect quietly. Dad is going to take you to find a friend of Prajnatang today, this person is a disciple of Jue, and he is already capable of accepting disciples, if he accepts you as a disciple, then you will be of infinite use in the future. ”

Hearing this, Huang Qi was very satisfied with his father's arrangement, but thinking of the novels he used to read when he was bored, he couldn't help asking: "Dad, then you won't have any enemies in the Shaolin faction, right?"

"Enemy?" Huang Bai was stunned when he heard this, and said puzzledly: "Why do you ask that? Although your father used to have friction with several people when he was young, it was all a battle of will when he was young, and he had already reconciled, where did he come from?"

"It's good that there are no enemies!" Huang Qi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and said: "The child is only afraid that you still have enemies in the sect, and when the time comes, you will know that the child is your son, so don't transfer the grudge to the child." ”

"You kid!" Huang Bai smiled helplessly when he heard this, and scolded with a smile: "I'm afraid you heard it from those people in the restaurant, right? I told you not to listen to their bragging, but you still don't listen." They are not even third-rate in the rivers and lakes, so how do they know all these things? ”

"It's true to make it up, but they didn't make it up!" Huang Qi stuck out his tongue, anyway, no matter what, no one would come to him for trouble. He didn't want to practice martial arts while still having to deal with the calculations behind him. He is not afraid of other people's calculations, but he is afraid of delaying the time to practice martial arts. If you don't practice high-quality martial arts and become famous, wouldn't it be a trip in vain?

The two fathers and sons walked for a long time, and finally came to the mountain gate of the Shaolin faction. The mountain gate is the gate of the Shaolin faction, and there is a pair of stone lions in front of the mountain gate, and the male and female are opposite. The main entrance of the mountain gate is a three-room, single-eaves hilltop building, which sits on a two-meter-high brick platform, with hard gable-style side doors and eight-character walls on the left and right.

In addition to the building, the Shaolin sect also has eight disciples, four on the left and four on each side, each holding a wooden stick in their hands.

Seeing the father and son coming, one of them came over and saluted with one hand: "Amitabha!

"The master is polite!" Huang Bai clasped his hands together and saluted back, and said: "My Huang Bai was originally a lay disciple of Shaolin, and later returned home. When I returned to the mountain gate today, I came to find Master Juekong of Prajnatang, and I was tired of the master to inform him. ”

"Amitabha, donor, please wait!" the man did not refuse, and after bowing back, he turned around and walked towards the temple.

"Thank you, master!" Huang Bai bowed, and then said to his son beside him: "Qi'er, don't forget your father's instructions, you must not become a true disciple of Shaolin, you can only become a lay disciple, do you know?"

"Yes, the child knows!" Huang Qi responded, how to decide in his heart, but he was ready to see the situation when the time came. There will definitely be a difference between the lay disciples and the disciples of the Shaolin sect itself, and the profound martial arts will definitely be difficult to learn. If he could, he wouldn't mind becoming a monk.