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This is a little monk, dressed in a wide gray monk's robe, with a solemn expression, the ancient well is not wavering, and there is no trace of sweat on his body under this scorching heat. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master Juekong. Xiao Yuesheng stepped forward and called softly.

Monk Juekong turned around slowly, saw that it was him, was stunned, put his hands together, pronounced a Buddha name, his eyes were soft, and he said calmly: "It turned out to be Lord Xiao!"

He was surprised, but he didn't lose his temper.

"The little master is not presiding in the temple, why did he come here?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a curious smile, pointing to the stone table under the ancient acacia next to him.

Monk Juekong followed him to the stone table and sat down.

"The little monk has resigned from hosting and travels the world. Monk Juekong sat on the stone bench, his expression was calm, his eyes were gentle, his demeanor was calm, and he had the bearing of a monk.

Xiao Yuesheng showed surprise, and looked up and down with warm eyes, why did they say that not long ago, the Juekong monk in front of him was the same as before.

A white jade cup suddenly appeared in his hand, and a white jade pot appeared, holding the pot and filling the jade cup, shaking it gently.

In the past, Juekong was young and immature, but now it is as calm as water, as if it were two people.

He took a sip of green jade brew and said softly, "Why is the little master like this?"

Monk Juekong looked at the pilgrims coming and going in the distance, smiled slightly, calmly and freely: "The little monk has always thought that the master's martial arts are superb, as long as he follows the steps and practices carefully, he will be able to reach the top of the martial arts. ”

"Hmm......" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, his eyes were focused, and he listened carefully.

But since he has seen Xiao Shizhu's martial arts, the little monk knows that he is a frog at the bottom of the well. Monk Juekong shook his head and sighed slowly.

"Martial arts are endless, a mountain and a mountain are high, the word top, dare not speak falsely. Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly.

"The little monk is taught. Monk Juekong clasped his hands together, felt reasonable, and said calmly: "The little monk resigned from the position of presiding officer and traveled the world to see the martial arts of many masters in the world. ”

"Hmm, I see......" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, took a sip of green jade brew, and lowered his head and groaned.

After a while, he raised his head and said, "It's understandable that the little master likes martial arts, but it's not a good way to travel the world and see the martial arts of various factions. ”

"Please also ask Lord Xiao for advice. Monk Juekong said busily, his eyes eager.

Xiao Yuesheng sighed for a moment and said: "The world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, and the little master is a disciple of Buddhism, why not ask for a surname to worship under Shaolin?"

Monk Juekong shook his head without hesitation.

"What's the matter, Shaolin martial arts are not in the eyes of the law?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

"Definitely. Monk Juekong clasped his hands together and hurriedly shook his head to deny: "Although Shaolin martial arts are superb in the world, the little monk is afraid that he will not be able to ,...... I have inquired clearly, if you want to practice Shaolin martial arts, you should enter the temple at the age of more than ten years, and you need to go through many tests, otherwise, it will be difficult to pass on the superior learning,...... Now that the little monk is old, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do anything again. ”

"Not really. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you are recommended, you will give up testing your surname." ”

Monk Juekong nodded, and then shook his head again: "The little monk has also heard that the person who is recommended needs to be highly respected, such a character is rare, and the little monk has no chance to get to know him." ”

Xiao Yuesheng groaned slightly, as if thinking.

Monk Juekong was moved, his gentle eyes suddenly brightened, dazzling, he suddenly thought that the person in front of him, known as a sword, famous, if he was introduced, presumably Shaolin would take him in.

"I lack virtue and embarrassment. Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, saw the eyes of Monk Juekong, understood in his heart, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"But ......," said the monk Juekong busily.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Although I can't make it, I have a big man, I should be able to give it a try." ”

The little monk Juekong was stunned: "I don't know which donor it is?"

"Gentleman Jian Yue is not a group, can you be qualified?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

Monk Juekong's eyes widened, paused, and asked, "Could it be...... The head of the Huashan faction, the head of the Yue sect?!"

"It is Yue Buqun who is in charge. Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Monk Juekong loudly pronounced the Buddha's name, causing the surrounding pilgrims to turn their heads.

Xiao Yuesheng stroked the mustache on his lips and smiled.

"In this way, thank you Lord Xiao for your success!" Although Monk Juekong is good at Buddhism, he is still inevitably excited, and he is deeply titheful.

"Little Master doesn't have to be polite. Xiao Yuesheng raised his hand and brushed it emptyly.

Juekong monk suddenly felt a strong force supporting himself, as if there was an invisible wall, blocking him, unable to bow down.

He was envious in his heart, if he had such amazing skills, then he would be satisfied, and this life would be in vain.

"Little Master, there is a word of persuasion below. Xiao Yuesheng lifted him up and said slowly, with a solemn expression and a calm gaze.

"Lord Xiao, please advise. Monk Juekong said busily.

Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Shaolin martial arts, often seem simple, but subtle and unique, fire is very important, even if a set of shallow Arhat boxing, practice to the realm, but also infinitely powerful, Buddhist martial arts, emphasis on a comprehension of the word." ”

"Yes, the little monk kept it in mind. Monk Juekong nodded.

"But Shaolin's martial arts, mostly external martial arts, under hard practice, will inevitably leave troubles, the deeper the practice, the greater the harm to yourself, you need the power of Buddhism to resolve. ”

"There is such a thing?!" Monk Juekong was stunned, a little unconvinced.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "If it weren't for the fact that your surname is pure and good, and you are extremely obsessed with martial arts, I will never meddle in my affairs and break such mysteries." ”

"Thank you, Lord Xiao!" Monk Juekong knew that what he said hurt people, and his face showed apologies, and he thanked him.

Yue Buqun was practicing swords in the palace, and all the disciples had already left the mansion and went outside Luoyang City to break into the big array.

The long sword in his hand was slow and calm, but it exuded a majestic aura, as if his body was like a mountain, undefeatable, and it was the Yangwu Sword.

Raising the spirit of heaven and earth, this sword is in harmony with Confucianism, and it is more elegant and compelling in the scholar-like Yue Buqun.

He was entering the wonderful realm, and his whole body was integrated into the Yangwu Sword, and his entire essence and spirit became vast and broad, breathing with heaven and earth.

A pale pink figure floated into the back garden.

Yue Buqun was in a state of confusion, got out of the wonderful realm, turned his head unhappily, and said in a deep voice: "Shan'er, what's the matter?!"

"Daddy, the surname Xiao is asking to see you outside. Yue Lingshan saw that her father's face was wrong, so she hurriedly replied and peeked cautiously.

"Is it Mr. Xiao?!" Yue Buqun was stunned, hurriedly put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, and walked away, frowning and complaining as he walked: "Shan'er, you, you, are still ignorant, how can you let Mr. Xiao wait for a long time?!"

"Hmph, what's so great about him?!" Yue Lingshan snorted in a disdainful whisper, but didn't let her father hear it, so as not to be reprimanded again.

Yue Buqun came to the hall and saw Xiao Yuesheng sitting on a chair, sipping tea with a comfortable expression, and stepped forward to greet him.

Xiao Yuesheng got up, the two exchanged a few words, and sat down.

Xiao Yuesheng opened his mouth to see the mountain, hugged his fists and arched his hands: "Master Yue, I came this time, but I have something to support." ”

"Oh?" Yue Buqun clenched his fists and smiled: "Mr. Xiao, please say, if Yue can serve, he will never refuse." ”

Now he can't wait to have this opportunity to make Xiao Yuesheng owe him a favor.

"I have a friend who wants to enter the Shaolin Gate, but he has no way, and he wants to ask Mr. Yue to introduce him. ”

"Is this ......" Yue Buqun groaned slightly, and his expression hesitated slightly: "I want to see this friend first." ”

Before Xiao Yuesheng could speak, he continued: "It's not that I don't believe Mr., but that Yue is acting and can't easily change his principles. ”

"Master Yue behaved like this, and admired it. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stretched out his hand and slapped his face twice.

Monk Juekong walked in slowly, stood in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and titheed to Yue Buqun: "Little monk Juekong, meet Master Yue." ”

"This is the little master of Juekong, a friend under him, and he has a good foundation in martial arts. Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and smiled at Yue Buqun.

Yue Buqun nodded, looked carefully, and wanted to see what was so strange about this little monk, but Xiao Yuesheng had blue eyes.

Monk Juekong lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, standing quietly, looking calm and introverted, without a trace of the sharpness and flying of a young man.

"Unconscious, the little master of the void is ......?" Yue Buqun asked curiously.

"The name of the family teacher, the little monk doesn't know. Monk Juekong shook his head.

"That's ......" Yue Buqun looked at Xiao Yuesheng with some embarrassment.

Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile: "Although I don't know the name of the master of the little master of Kong, but the martial arts are the Shaolin descendants, presumably when I get to the temple, the people of the Dharma Hall can see it at once." ”

"In that case, I will write a letter to introduce you. Yue Buqun nodded.

(To be continued)