In the scripture building at night, Xiao Xuanzang continued to write hard, and sometimes he would think that if he worked as hard as he did now in his previous life, maybe he would be picked by Tsinghua University and Peking University!

But I thought about it and gave up, because it seems that foreign languages will hang no matter what, it seems that whether it is in the previous life or this life, the language talent is very poor, and the last life has struggled with the English level four or six for four years and has not seen any results, this life to learn Sanskrit, in these days of punishment copying, he can now write Sanskrit not a thousand but eight hundred, he can clearly remember the writing of each word, know most of their pronunciation, but when they are together, they just don't know what it means. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Thinking about it for a while, but not delaying the work in his hands, since meditating, Xiao Xuanzang's copying speed is getting faster and faster, resulting in his current motivation is to copy all the scriptures in the entire scripture building one day, and see what his master Faming Abbot asked him to copy, and this has become the driving force behind his daily efforts to copy.

However, in the end, when the drum of the third watch sounded, he looked at the unfinished scriptures and sighed deeply, washed the brush, put away the paper, put the scriptures back in their original position, blew out the lamp, and then walked out of the scripture building, closed the door, and made a movement under his feet, but it was a divine step, leaving a puff of smoke and dust and disappeared in place.

This stunned the man who had been secretly observing for a long time, and then raised his footsteps to chase after him, relying on the faint moonlight to follow the cloud of smoke and dust.

When he came to the top of the mountain, Xiao Xuanzang took a few deep breaths, calmed his breath, and then ran to the futon and sat down.

It didn't take long for me to get into that feeling of being integrated. The faint feeling of pressure in all directions appeared again, and the small dots at the dantian also began to operate!

It's just that I suddenly felt that not far away, an energy that didn't seem to belong to this world appeared not far away. So I tried my best to see what it was with my feelings, but to no avail.

Finally, Xiao Xuanzang woke up from meditation, opened his eyes, only to see that there was a boulder, shook his head, and began to meditate again.

But as soon as he entered that feeling, he felt that there was a mass of energy that was rejected by the world he had integrated into, and he was motionless.

After thinking about it, he opened his eyes again, but he still only saw a boulder, and thoughts flew in his mind.

The unrighteous master was not there at all, and a strange idea arose -- there was something in the stone.

Monkey King, but the problem is that this is not Huaguo Mountain, is that his brother, the spiritual creature in the stone, thinking about Xiao Xuanzang, he stood up from the futon.

Step by step, I approached the boulder. He stepped forward gently, as if he was afraid of alarming the thing in the stone.

Then he reached out and patted it gently, tapped his fingers, and walked in circles around the boulder. But it was only half a circle, and he noticed that a figure was squatting behind a boulder!

Through the faint moonlight, I saw that the figure was wearing a monk's robe and a shaved head, looking like a monk.

Just when Xiao Xuanzang was curious, why was he hiding here? The figure also found someone, turned his head suddenly, looked at each other, both of them opened their mouths and stared at each other, and both of them seemed to be startled by the sudden changes, one was frightened, and the other was surprised.

After being silent for a long time, it was quiet for a moment, but it was Xiao Xuanzang who opened his mouth first: "Senior Brother Xuanwu, why are you here?"

"That, that ,,, ha! Senior Brother Xuanzang good evening!" Xuanwu touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and spoke incoherently for a long time, but finally said hello awkwardly.

"Hehe, good evening, Senior Brother Xuanwu!" Xiao Xuanzang replied by the way.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight!" Xuan Wu was speechless.

Then there was no word, a long silence, and the two of them stood awkwardly, one leaning against the boulder and looking at each other, looking like I was waiting for you to explain. One of them dodged his eyes, and opened his mouth several times to say something, but he didn't say it.

"Say it, Senior Brother Xuanwu, why did you follow me here?" In the end, Xiao Xuanzang couldn't help but speak first.

"That ,,, hehe. Senior Brother Xuanzang, I just want to see what you are doing on the top of the mountain at night?" Xuanwu continued to smile a little awkwardly.

"Huh?" Xiao Xuanzang's voice raised, intending to break the opponent's inner defense by raising his voice.

"Xuanzang, I just want to ask!Is what you said during the day true?" I asked the truth in my heart!

"Ah, senior brother, just ask this?" Xiao Xuanzang was a little unconvinced.

"That's it, Xuanzang! Just tell the senior brother! Is there really an old man? Is it at the bottom of this mountain?"

"Senior brother, how old are you?" Xiao Xuanzang was a little speechless.

"Hmm, how old, eleven years old, what's wrong?" was asked by the strange question, and Xuan Wu was a little stunned, but he still answered honestly.

Hearing this answer, Xiao Xuanzang was also stunned, yes! After all, I am only eight years old now. Although it is also considered a year of establishment with the addition of the previous life. But the current situation is that he is indeed only an eight-year-old child, and Xuanwu is only three years older than him.

So Xiao Xuanzang swallowed back the sentence he wanted to say later: "How old are you, why do you still believe this?"

Xiao Xuanzang took a deep look at Xuanwu, then sighed, pulled him to the futon and asked him to sit down, and then sat opposite himself.

Then for the sake of a child's martial arts dream, he continued to write a story about falling off a cliff and meeting an old grandfather.

Xuanwu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he showed an expression of infinite fascination, and looked at Xiao Xuanzang with his eyes shining.

"In the end, that old man died like that?" asked Xuan Wu after listening to the story.

"Yes, he told me he was dying, but he just happened to run into me before he died. ”

"Is that cave still there?"

"Oh! Grandpa collapsed it after I left and buried himself in it!"

"He taught you that boxing technique, did he teach you anything?"

"Well, yes, there's the kind of god walking, which is the kind that runs very fast, and that's what I rely on to get up. ”

"Then ,,, can you teach me?"

"This shouldn't work! After all, the old man won't let me pass it on!"

"Oh, that's it!" Xuan Wu's face was full of disappointment.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Xuanzang couldn't bear to think about it and said: "Otherwise, I'll do what you learn, so it won't be considered teaching!"

"Is this okay?" Xuan Wu was slightly surprised, but his eyes sparkled.

"Of course, I have the final say! Come, first of all, you learn to meditate with me. After speaking, the tip of his mouth rose imperceptibly.

So a half-baked master and junior disciple began their strange path of cultivation with an apprentice and senior brother full of expectations.