Shaolin Temple's eighteen Arhat Array is famous all over the world, and it is only a simplification of the one hundred and eight Arhat Array, since the establishment of the Shaolin One Hundred and Eight Arhat Array, almost no one can break it, it is really a model of more fighting and less, group fighting.

However, the Arhat formation is not suitable for the military formation, because it is the trick of the "encirclement" method, to encircle the enemy into the formation, encircle and annihilate it, when the two armies face each other, the fighter plane changes rapidly, how can it tolerate such an encirclement?

And this thirteen stick array, is to the end of the Sui Shaolin Tanzong monk headed by the thirteen stick monks created, the practice is the "breaking" of the law of the trick, by the thirteen people formed a formation, to deal with the siege of all sides, the defense is impregnable, no one can break through, specially used to kill the enemy, the power is grand, the benefit of killing, compared with the Arhat array, it is really a world of difference.

The secrets of Shaolin are not a secret to Xiao Yuesheng, and there are handwritten copies in Guanlan Villa, including the Yijin Sutra, but there is no such book of thirteen sticks, so I don't know where it is hidden? He is more interested in the hiding place of this book.

Xiao Yuesheng would not be polite to this fish that slipped through the net, stretched out his hand to take the silk book, and said with a smile: "In this way, thank you masters,...... Although there are many masters around Jiayue to help, but it has little effect on marching and fighting, with this stick formation, it is completely different!"

The mink black hat on Yang Ruonan's head has long been taken off, like a snowy face, green silk like a cloud, its black brightness is indistinguishable from its mink hat, she took the silk book from her godfather's hand and looked through it.

The colorless master agreed with Xiao Yuesheng's words, and handed over the bamboo chopstick, with a little sadness on his rough face: "This formation is too powerful, Xiao Jushi must be cautious, in case it is learned by people with improper mental skills, it will be used to make trouble, but it is too much for our temple!"

"Master rest assured, you will take care of it in the future!" Xiao Yuesheng took the bamboo chopstick, smiled and agreed, and smiled secretly in his heart, it seems that this time he sent this stick array secret book, he was born from Shaolin and cut a piece of meat, which is enough for them to hurt for a while.

Yang Ruonan handed the silk album back to his godfather, although the jade face was cold and expressionless, but secretly pursed the corners of his mouth, this set of stick formations is just a vain name, it is very ordinary, the formation that is usually practiced in the villa, take out one at random, it is much stronger than this thirteen stick formation.

"Hmm...... , Ruonan, prepare pen and ink!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly put down the bamboo chopsticks and instructed Yang Ruonan, who was sitting beside him.

Yang Ruonan didn't ask much, Ying Ying got up, her apricot yellow clothes fluttered, floated to the bookcase under the window, poured the herbal tea into the dark inkstone, and her little hands as white as jade began to grind ink.

"Xiao Jushi...... ...... are you?" the colorless master also put down the bamboo chopstick, touched the top of the shiny head, and asked puzzledly.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, put the thirteen stick array in his hand into his arms, and said with a smile: "Since your temple is so generous, how can Xiao be stingy, pick a peach to repay the plum, and leave a heart method in the future, which can be regarded as a courtesy!"

For Shaolin, a thousand-year-old temple, although he can't take it for his own use, he also wants to pull it into his circle, a small favor is indispensable.

The colorless master was quite embarrassed and wanted to refuse, for fear that Xiao Jushi would think that Shaolin Temple was proud, and if he accepted it, he would owe a lot of affection.

But there is also a faint curiosity in his heart, Xiao Jushi's art is as deep as the sea, and the heart method he gave must be a rare mastery in the world, as a person who practices martial arts, seeing miraculous skills is tantamount to ants seeing honey, it is really difficult to refuse.

"Godfather, it's okay!" Yang Ruonan turned around to greet him, and his delicate body was covered with a faint layer of clean light by the light outside the window.

"Take it. Xiao Yuesheng moved the porcelain plate with the gluttonous aroma wafting from the table, freed up a free space, and pointed to the white pear wood tabletop.

took the Zihao handed over by Yang Ruonan and spread out the plain paper, but he groaned and still didn't start writing for a long time, which made the colorless master breathe and condense, lest he disturb his contemplation.

Xiao Yuesheng suddenly put down Zihao, looked at the colorless master with a curious face, and said slowly: "I am also quite worried below,...... Leaving this set of mental methods, but there are also a few requirements, please forgive the master!"

"What is the request? But it doesn't hurt to say!" The colorless master said busily, his curiosity in his heart was even greater, he didn't know what kind of magical mental method it was, the more hesitant Xiao Yuesheng was, the more important he knew that this mental method was more important.

"Then I'll be blunt!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, stretched out the five fingers of his left hand, pressed the thumb of his left hand with his right hand, and said in a slow and deep voice: "First, those who practice this mental method must be a single lineage, and in each generation, there must be no more than one disciple, and the reigning abbot is not allowed to practice, and if he wants to practice, he must be removed from the position of abbot." ”

He pressed his index finger again and said slowly: "Second, those who practice the mental method must have a good surname, have no quarrel with the world, have no competitive heart, and be willing to be nameless!"

Glancing at the colorless master with a dumbfounded eye, he then pressed his middle finger and said solemnly: "Third, those who practice the heart method must be a pure yang body, and after practicing, they should not leave the temple, do not participate in secular battles, and only at the critical juncture of Shaolin can they take action to protect the temple." ”

"Such three articles must be obeyed without violation, and you can rest assured that you can entrust your heart to your temple below! If it is violated, Xiao has the right to recover it!"

Xiao Yuesheng eased the solemn and solemn look on his face, smiled slightly, looked at the colorless master who was a little stunned, and asked with a smile: "...... Hehe, isn't it too harsh?"

"This ......" The colorless master touched the bright head with his big hand, as if wiping away the beads of sweat, and his rough face smiled bitterly, and said, "This ...... , I really can't be the master of this seat, I'm afraid that the senior brother in charge will have to come over to discuss!"

"It's okay, it's okay to talk to Master Tianming face to face!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

So the colorless master hurriedly got up from the wooden pier, leaned on the sin, and hurriedly left the meditation room.

"Godfather-!" Yang Ruonan, who had been only watching and not talking, finally couldn't help but speak, his voice was delicate, he refilled the teacup with water and handed it over, then hugged his godfather's arm, shook it, snuggled up to him, and asked curiously: "Does Godfather really want to pass on his martial arts method to them?"

Xiao Yuesheng took the teacup, although his arm was shaken by Yang Ruonan, the teacup did not splash, opened the lid of the teacup, and glared at Yang Ruonan: "Of course, is the godfather a joker?!"

Yang Ruonan secretly pursed his lips and gave an affirmative answer in his heart, but the jade face was full of smiles, Ruorong bloomed, and said coquettishly: "But you have too many rules...... If it were me, this would not be allowed, that would not be allowed, it would be very annoying, and it would have been rare for a long time!"

"So...... , godfather doesn't want to teach you martial arts!" Xiao Yuesheng dotingly pressed the tip of her beautiful nose and snorted.

Yang Ruonan pouted her cherry lips, ruddy and attractive, this was the pain in her heart, if she wanted her godfather to teach her martial arts, it would be more difficult than ascending to the sky!

"What kind of heart does the godfather want to pass on to them?" Yang Ruonan saw that the godfather was sipping tea, so he shook his arm naughtily, but unfortunately it had no effect, she asked in a coquettish voice, her voice was lazy, quite careless, and seemed to ask casually.

For martial arts, Yang Ruonan does not have a sense of hunger and thirst, Yang Ruonan usually said that if he does something wrong, he will be punished, generally punished for copying books, the content of the copy, there are some martial arts secrets, martial arts methods, she is well-informed, ordinary martial arts, not in her eyes at all.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and glared at Yang Ruonan, who was making a mess, the tea cup moved away from his lips, groaned slightly, thought about it, stroked his long beard, raised his head and smiled: "Well, what is the name?...... Let's call it the Dragon Sting!"

"The Dragon Sting?!...... Hee-hee, this name is a bit cheesy, isn't it?" Yang Ruonan took the tea cup from his godfather's hand and held it for him, not forgetting to make fun of the name taken by his godfather.

"You're picky...... In this way, the three words Yang Ruonan are also very vulgar!"

Xiao Yuesheng snorted, picked up the Zihao brush placed in the inkstone, straightened his sleeves, and prepared to write.

The entire Shaolin Temple, are presented in his mind, every monk's every move, can not hide from his ears and eyes, Master Tianming and the elders are discussing, he has been fully heard, the results of the discussion have come out, he is going to start writing.

Seeing that his godfather began to write with ink, Yang Ruonan stopped making trouble, held the tea cup, and quietly read what he wrote.

The dishes in the white porcelain dishes are bright and bright, and the color and fragrance are wonderful, and the cooking skills are not bad.

It's just that Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan are both deeply pampered by Xiaofeng's wonderful hands, and such a tempting vegetarian meal table can't give them much temptation.

Under the gaze of Yang Ruonan, in a few breaths, a piece of paper has been written, Yang Ruonan's apricot yellow Luo sleeves moved, reached out like a jade little hand, pulled out the paper, gently swayed in the air, like a river in the yarn, let the wind dry the ink on the note, and then take it to front of your eyes, watch carefully.

This is a general outline, the font is elegant, sprinkled, and the words are beautiful, finally let Yang Ruonan appreciate the godfather's literary brilliance again, it's hard to believe that the godfather can't make poetry!

The second piece of paper, is the picture and the text at the same time, a typical martial arts secret, the picture is the posture of the practice and the method of internal force movement, the picture is written under the annotation, very detailed, that is, people who have not learned martial arts, according to the above practice, but also effortlessly.

And his painting skills, rare in the world, a few brushstrokes, the person practicing the practice on the picture is lifelike, not only the movements are clear, even his facial expressions, the look in his eyes, can also feel clearly, as if a living person resides in the paper.

The more he came later, the faster he painted, Yang Ruonan didn't have time to dry them one by one, and in the blink of an eye, ten plain notes were finished.

Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, put Zihao back on the inkstone, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's done!"

"This dragon sting has a ninefold realm?" Yang Ruonan put the ten plain notes that had not dried on the table, looked at them one by one, and after reading them, he raised his head and couldn't help asking: "Is this just an internal strength method, is there no move?"

"Do you think you still need a move to practice this mental method?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled, stroked her black mustache, and glanced at her proudly.

"Hmph, that's still going to be said?!...... With a little finger, I can knock him down!" Yang Ruonan sneered and pouted, quite disdainful.

Xiao Yuesheng helplessly knocked on the wooden table with his fingers: "Be modest!

Yang Ruonan spit out her small fragrant tongue, didn't say more, and began to carefully sort out the ink dried, and she had already heard the light footsteps of Master Tianming in the distance.

Master Tianming is not shocked, very high monk's demeanor, for Xiao Yuesheng's mental method, he does not hide his desire to get, for this Xiao Jushi's unfathomable profundity, he has a deep understanding, if he fights with him, I am afraid that there is no round of power, his own pure and profound Yijin Jing internal force, although it is not shocking the ancient and the present, but it is also rare in the world, but for Xiao Jushi, it is nothing, how can he give away the mental method, how can he treat it ordinarily? !

Hearing the words relayed by the colorless junior brother, Master Tianming and the elders already understood the painstaking intentions of that Xiao Jushi: he wanted to send a Shaolin Temple Protector!

His own face is insignificant compared with the face of Shaolin and the immortality of Shaolin Temple.

As soon as he stepped into the fragrant meditation room, Master Tianming clasped his palms together, bowed and thanked him, and agreed to all the three requests made by Xiao Yuesheng.

Xiao Yuesheng bowed and returned the salute, and said with a smile: "It's not harsh, it's really too terrifying, it shouldn't be spread in the world, only with more restrictions can we not provoke jealousy...... If you can break through the sixth realm and live through the two Jiazi years, it is not a problem to choose people carefully,...... If the master removes the position of abbot, he can also practice, and the master will know the beauty of it!"

Xiao Yuesheng told the story, Master Tianming is as quiet as the heart of the lake is also rippling, life is rare for seventy years, even if it is a person who practices martial arts, he can't escape the limit of one Jiazi, Shaolin's great monks, who have lived more than seventy, are also very few, but this heart can make people live through two Jiazi, so that he has an unbelievable feeling.

"Ruonan, give the heart method to the master!" Xiao Yuesheng raised his hand.

Master Tianming stretched out his hands and carefully took the ten thin plain notes, for fear that a slight force would break the papers, but his ruddy face was still calm.

"Xiao Jushi has given great grace, and our temple is grateful!" Master Tianming put the ten plain notes back on his chest and thanked him again.

Xiao Yuesheng returned the salute, didn't say more, and began to eat, he rarely ate vegetarian food, and ate it at Master Candleming, but Master Candle Ming did not chase the appetite, and his cooking skills were not good, he couldn't bear to eat, such a delicious vegetarian meal as Shaolin Temple, but it was the first time he tasted it.

Shaolin Temple is really not a good place to play, Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan father and daughter, walked around the Shaolin Mountain, this mountain is not surprising, the weather is not good, obscure, there is no sunshine, both of them feel that it is not very interesting, it is better to go to the Tianshan Mountain to play on the edge of the Tianchi.

In the evening, the sky became darker and darker, and the father and daughter left the Shaolin Temple and returned to the palace of Lin'an City.

The house was empty, Yang Guo and his wife had not returned, it seemed that they were happy and happy, and Xie Xiaolan went to the sword camp to reunite with her sisters.

The old boy stepped forward to report that at noon, Lord Rui had personally visited the door and wanted to invite him to come over to the house. As soon as Prince Rui left, an edict from the purple-clothed attendant came to the palace and invited him to enter the palace to meet the saint.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, he didn't take it to heart, when he was bored, he would only meet them, and he would use it as a pastime, he was thinking about the construction of Peach Blossom Island in the past two days, so he didn't have the heart to take care of their family surnamed Zhao.

"I want to go back to the villa, Ruonan, will you go back with me?" Xiao Yuesheng asked Yang Ruonan, who was lying on a chaise longue in the southwest corner of the hall, shrouded in the pearlescent light, she was squinting her eyes and shaking her delicate body, so comfortable that she was very happy.

"No reply...... If I go back, I will definitely be caught by Ping's mother, so let's wait until I finish my homework and then go back. Yang Ruonan hurriedly stopped the swing of the recliner and shook his head busily, revealing a look of fear.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and didn't force her, Wan Yanping was very strict with Ruonan, although he agreed, he couldn't help but sympathize with Yang Ruonan.

He nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, you go to the sword camp tonight, let's play with your mother Xiaolan, godfather will go back!"

After that, his left arm stretched out, his palm towards the hanger next to the door of the hall, the mink fur robe flew up and floated to his hand, he turned around, and he had already put on the fur coat, Yang Ruonan got up from the recliner and helped him fasten the buttons.

"It's been a lot of chaos in Lin'an City for a while, you have to protect Xiaolan's mother, if you encounter danger, crush the jade talisman, greet your godfather, don't be strong...... Got it?!"

"I know, I know, godfather can rest assured!" Yang Ruonan nodded indiscriminately while bending his delicate body and carefully helping him tie the buttons.

Xiao Yuesheng glared at her, shook his head, and in a flash, the figure had disappeared.

still returned to Peach Blossom Island first, and when he went to Lin'an to pick up Yang Ruonan this morning, he took Xiaoyu to Peach Blossom Island by the way, let her rest for a day, and always stay in the villa, even if it is like a fairyland, he will feel bored.

cheekily accosted the elegant Cheng Ying, the relationship between the two has eased greatly, although Cheng Ying still doesn't pay much attention to him, he is not so cold, Tsinghua's gaze has been a little soft.

Xiao Yuesheng was secretly overjoyed, it seemed that the cold war with Cheng Ying was about to end, attacking the city and plundering the land, and it was just around the corner!

After eating the dinner cooked by Cheng Ying, he only took Guo Fu and Xiaoyu to leave, and returned to Mission Hills Villa to sleep, and Wan Yanping, Xiaoxing, and Xiaoyue stayed on Peach Blossom Island to accompany Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang.

Xiao Yuesheng and Guo Fu went back to his bedroom to play chess, and Xiaoyu was going to go to the Qingbi Pavilion to go around, and after playing for a day, she always felt inappropriate, and she had to take a look, so she could rest assured that she could play with her son.

Xiao Yuesheng and Guo Fu are still newlyweds, and they are in the period of blending oil in honey.

Guo Fu's sideburns are like clouds, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, and bright teeth and red lips, under the soft milky white pearl light, it looks even more delicate and incomprehensible, which makes Xiao Yuesheng have the urge to immediately embrace her in her arms and pity her honey.

It's just that the night is long, and there is plenty of time, but there is no need to be in a hurry, and it is better to have fun in doing things, so the two sat opposite each other at the sandalwood round table not far from the couch.

Next to Guo Fu was a small and delicate jasper cup, which contained Qingmeng wine, and Xiao Yuesheng was holding a white jade bottle in his left hand, and in the bottle was purple wine.

The fragrance of Qingmeng and the purple tulip are not mixed, each condensed but not dispersed, like oil and water, swirling around the room, which is intoxicating.

"Big brother, I heard from Sister Xiaoyu that on the way to the villa, Po Yu met a woman, and the two walked together, and they began to learn how to fight injustices and act chivalrous...... Big brother should send someone to recruit him back, my heart is not steady!"

Guo Fu held the white jade chess pieces in her small hand, the arm exposed by the pale yellow sleeve was as round and shiny as white porcelain, and the white jade chess pieces in her hand were not as soft as it.

Xiao Yuesheng raised the bottle with his left hand, took a sip of purple wine, the jade bottle carved with cloud patterns became more and more transparent under the pearl light, reflecting the purple wine in the bottle, he threw the black jade chess piece upwards with his other hand, shook his head and smiled: "You are a sister, you have too much heart...... Don't worry, there are people from the mountain villa behind them to protect them, but they don't know it!"

"That being said, it's better to let him come early,...... I always feel unsteady when I don't see him,...... Especially in the past two days! I always have a feeling of panic, my father and mother have a god soldier sent by my eldest brother to defend themselves, and Xiang'er is staying on Peach Blossom Island, only the broken side makes me feel uneasy, send someone to call him back, okay, big brother?"

Guo Fu's expression at this time, as if he was a parent, frowned slightly, a trace of gloom flashed in his bright and clear eyes, and he looked at him with a pleading look.

"Okay, okay,...... I'll summon me and let those two boys bring the prisoners back, right?"

Xiao Yuesheng couldn't resist his touching pleas, and then he knew why since ancient times, no matter how powerful a man was, he couldn't stand the blowing of the pillow wind, and he really had a deep understanding.

Guo Fu smiled, like a rose blooming in the morning, delicate and charming, like the sky and the earth suddenly lit up, which made people take it away.

Seeing her husband staring at herself intently, her eyes were intoxicated, Guo Fu was shy and proud, her heart was sweet like a spring, her head drooped slightly, her cheeks were dizzy, her starry eyes flickered, and she peeked at her husband from time to time, colliding with her eyes, but she couldn't dodge.

"Childe!" The two who were staring at each other were suddenly awakened by Xiao Yu who pushed the door in.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng was conscious, his heart sank slightly, and through Xiao Yu's footsteps and voice, he realized that something bad was happening.

"Elder Lu Youjiao of the Beggar Gang has been killed!" Although Xiao Yu looked calm, he was frowning and his voice was low.

"Ah?!" Guo Fu, who was delicate to the bone, and Guo Fu's expression on her face was full of red clouds, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"When did this happen?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Guo Fu, turned his head to look at Xiao Yu, and asked slowly, his voice was slow, calm and calm.

"It should have been yesterday,...... Today, the beggars helped the disciples to look for him, and only then did they find his body in the suburbs, which had been dead for a long time...... Since yesterday, he has not been seen. Xiao Yu stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, her face and voice were unhappy or angry, silent, and extremely calm.

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