"Godfather, you are very abnormal!" Yang Ruonan tilted his neck and looked at Xiao Yuesheng hard, as if he wanted to see through his godfather's heart, and his clear eyes were full of questions.

Godfather taught people martial arts, in Yang Ruonan's view, it is tantamount to the sun rising in the west, since he can remember, he has not remembered that his godfather has taught others martial arts.

"Little girl, quickly clean up the chessboard!" Xiao Yuesheng scolded her in a bad way, flicked her snow-white mink hat, and didn't answer her words.

Yang Ruonan wrinkled his nose, pouted his cherry mouth, didn't ask more, took the two sandalwood boxes to his hand, and with a fortune of his internal strength, his jade hand suddenly became a little whiter, and on the dark purple chessboard, countless palm shadows shrouded it, making people dizzy.

The slight "pop" sound is crisp and pleasant, dense as rain hitting plantains, and in the blink of an eye, there is no chess piece on the chessboard, all of which are classified into two sandalwood round boxes.

"Alas, you'll be lazy!" Although Xiao Yuesheng sighed, there was a smile in the corners of her eyes.

The chessboard and the wooden box disappeared from his hands, and the two of them, dressed in snow-white robes, stepped out of the stone pavilion and walked slowly upwards along the forest path, letting the cold wind push them from behind.

In front of Shaolin Temple, under the steps of the temple gate, is an open and flat land, the ancient pines are towering to the sky, vigorous and lush, the stele has been eroded over the years, standing still, showing the honor of Shaolin.

When going up the mountain, Xiao Yuesheng took out a black and shiny mink hat and asked Yang Ruonan to replace the hat on his head.

The original was a snow-white tiger-shaped mink hat, the gem was the tiger's eyes, quite god-like, but on her head, it looked too delicate and cute, wearing a black and bright hat, the temperament changed suddenly, and the unearthly temperament became more and more compelling, with her cold face, it seemed much more mature.

As soon as Yang Ruonan arrived in front of the temple, he ran to the stele to see the stele erected by Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and looked at it word by word, very carefully.

Xiao Yuesheng let Yang Ruonan look around, he stood under the towering ancient pine surrounded by about two people, looked at this ancient pine tree, and used his eyes to observe its annual rings and explore its meridians.

In the gray sky, Shaolin Temple, the first colorless master of the Luohan Hall is sitting in the quiet meditation room, under the head of the light in the virtual room, the rough face is quiet and peaceful, has entered the empty and lonely realm, misty, and the mind is quiet.

Suddenly, as if the universe was generated in my mind, a bright spot appeared in the void in my mind, blazing bright, and after an instant, it exploded violently, from static to moving, the wind and clouds surged, and the visions were varied, and a hazy image became clearer and clearer, which was the face of a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, smiling.

This face seems to be familiar...... , The burly colorless master thought secretly, searching hard for the memories in the depths of his mind, and always felt like he had something to gain.

"Colorless master, don't come to be harmed! Xiao sent me to visit Shaolin, it's disturbing!" the man smiled casually, with two slender mustaches, indescribably chic and calm.

Xiao, Xiao...... , The colorless master was surprised in his heart, and he was still thinking hard, and suddenly realized that it was him?!

He suddenly awoke from his stillness, kicked his legs, and jumped up from the futon made of reeds, the image in his mind still clear.

"Please come to the temple for guidance. The man's warm smile made the colorless master even more sure of the identity of the person who came.

can recruit in such a strange way, except for Yang Daxia's eldest brother, I am afraid that there is no one else in the world.

The colorless master suddenly looked ecstatic, completely forgot the precepts of the eight sufferings of the Buddhist family, laughed, and sighed: "The sky has eyes-!" and walked out.

"Brother Wuxiang, Brother Wuxiang-!" The colorless master has a rough appearance, the top of his head is shiny, still with a fierce atmosphere, at this time, he threw off the monk's robe, opened the door of the meditation room, and greeted the courtyard loudly, the sound is like a bell, I am afraid that half of the Shaolin Temple can be heard.

"Senior brother, what's the call?" a slender elder with a rugged figure quietly appeared in front of the meditation room and asked in a low voice, wearing a dark gray short jacket, a practice uniform, and a long wooden sword attached to the back of his arm.

"Let's go, let's go to greet a distinguished guest!" Master Colorless stepped out of the meditation room, flicked the sleeves of his wide robe, turned around and walked out, in a hurry.

For this hot-tempered, vigorous and resolute senior brother, but thick and fine, Master Wuxiang is very helpless, his surname is soft, one is strong and one is soft, but the two get along very well.

The monk's robe was fluttering, and Master Wuxiang followed closely behind the senior brother, and asked unhurriedly, "Which distinguished guest is it, senior brother?"

"It's the owner of Xiao Zhuang,...... Hehe, junior brother still remember, last year, the Dharma King of the Sakya Sect in the Western Regions, Phags-pa, came to the temple to challenge. ”

The colorless master strode closely, as fast as a meteor, and in the blink of an eye, he had already left the Luohan Hall, and walked towards the humming martial arts training ground, wanting to pass through the blue brick paved martial arts training ground and go to the main gate of the Shaolin Temple.

"Ah, remember, that Phags-pa is not a simple person! I am definitely not his opponent,...... Fortunately, at that time, two female donors suddenly appeared, scared him away, and saved us a lot of trouble. ”

Master Wuxiang's internal strength is profound, and he can naturally hear the words of his senior brother clearly, his emaciated face was slightly stunned, and his eyes were slightly sunken in his sockets, as if he was recalling, his mouth was admired, and he remembered the two beautiful figures in his mind, graceful as a fairy, like a Ling Bo.

"Huh...... He came to our Shaolin Temple again, and he was about to greet me!" Master Colorless's eyes kept scanning the monks on both sides of the avenue who were practicing hard, and said with a smile in his mouth.

"It's him?...... Senior Brother, we should inform the head senior brother first!" Master Wuxiang suddenly stopped, his two faint eyebrows furrowed, and said to the Colorless Master who was turning his head to look at him.

Counting up, this person has kindness to Shaolin, if the senior brother in charge does not greet him, I am afraid that it will be too rude, and it is only the senior brother and himself who go to show no respect.

"No need, right?" the colorless master touched his shiny head, but his expression was a little hesitant.

He was just shocked by the vision in his mind just now, and he was shocked by the identity of the person who came, because these days, he has been thinking about it, this is this person, I didn't expect to think of Cao Ying, Cao Ying will arrive, it is really timely rain!

He was ecstatic in his heart, impulsive, and was reminded by the senior brother of Wuxiang, and he also felt that it was better to be greeted by the senior brother in charge.

"Senior brother, you go first, I'll inform the head senior brother!" When Master Wuxiang saw his expression, he knew that he was hard-mouthed, and his heart had already agreed, so he turned around and went straight to the abbot's courtyard, silent under his feet, fluttering like a shadow.

"Haha...... , Lord Xiao Zhuang is here, this seat is far away, forgive your sins!"

With two squeaks, the temple door opened, and the colorless master laughed and walked out of it, stepped out of the temple gate, and suddenly stood still, saluting Xiao Yuesheng who was smiling under the ancient pine, and then walked down, with a very enthusiastic expression on his face, his spirit was flying, and he was arrogant, not like a monk who meditated in meditation.

Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a coat of better than snow, graceful and chic, he smiled, and said with a clear smile: "Don't dare to be, Xiao came to disturb, don't be surprised!"

The colorless master laughed as he walked, and went down more than thirty bluestone steps to Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan.

The colorless master strode forward, and he didn't follow his disciple behind him, but when he approached Xiao Yuesheng, he saw a peerless beautiful woman sitting next to Lord Xiao Zhuang, and he couldn't help but praise loudly: "Haha...... , Mrs. Ling's natural appearance is stunning, talented and beautiful, it is really a perfect match, a pair made in heaven and earth!"

Yang Ruonan's jade-like face suddenly became delicate, like a rose blooming, she snorted softly, didn't dare to look up, and almost shrunk her jade face into the plush collar of her mink fur coat.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a wry smile, waved his hand and said, "The master is mistaken, she is my second brother's daughter, pestering me to come over to play." ”

Even if he is as heroic as a colorless master, he can't help but blush, blaming himself for being overjoyed and forgetful, hehe laughed twice, touched the shiny head with his big hand, and said with a smile: "I see, hehe...... , no wonder it looks kind, but it turns out that she is the daughter of an old man!

"Hehe, the master has a good eye!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled, there was a bit of banter in his eyes, he didn't expect this colorless monk to be so interesting.

The colorless master walked under the ancient pine, patted the bark of the cang, as if caring, and turned to the smiling Xiao Yuesheng and said, "How can Master Xiao Zhuang have time to visit our temple? Brother Yang has been doing lately?"

"The second brother and his husband sing with his wife, happy and happy, so good that it couldn't be better...... When he comes, let me say hello to you on his behalf. ”

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at the Shaolin Temple with red walls and yellow tiles, replied with a smile, and then pointed to Yang Ruonan, who was leaning on his body: "...... As for coming to Shaolin this time, it was purely because Xiao Ruonan was curious, admired the name of Shaolin, and came to play. ”

The colorless master narrowed his eyes, heard his friend Yang Guo greet him, his heart was happy, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard the bell in the temple, "dangdangdang ......" knocked five times, many footsteps were fast and dense, but it seemed light and vigorous, from the temple gate rushed out of a team of bald monks in yellow clothes, holding wooden sticks, temperament condensed, cultivation is extraordinary.

"It's the senior brother in charge who came to greet him personally!" The colorless master turned his head to look at the Shaolin disciples who rushed out and stood in two rows along the bluestone steps, and explained to Xiao Yuesheng.

After these Shaolin disciples finished standing, an old monk with white eyebrows and a ruddy complexion, wearing a purple and gold robe and holding a gold-ring Zen staff, slowly stepped out of the temple gate, followed by four old monks wearing pale yellow robes, but Master Wuxiang was not among them.

The purple gold robe is a gift from the emperor, and the only people who have given it in the world are the head of Shaolin, Master Tianming, and the monk Master Candleming.

The style of action of the head of Tianming is different from the heroism of the colorless master, the elder is kind, and the wind and drizzle give people a feeling of spring breeze, welcoming Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan into the temple.

They turned a blind eye to Yang Ruonan's identity as a woman, as if they had never realized that she was a woman, which made Xiao Yuesheng feel ashamed, and he thought that they would pay attention to the rules of the temple, and women were not allowed to enter.

However, at a glance, Xiao Yuesheng had already realized that this Shaolin abbot with a red face was seriously injured and was just able to support himself.

For Shaolin, Xiao Yuesheng has never looked down on Xiaoxiao, he has already discovered that the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin martial arts, and Buddhism complement each other, the more advanced the martial arts, its Buddhism cultivation is inevitably profound, fame and fortune, are all illusory, they disdain to fight, so as not to affect their own Buddha heart, naturally in the martial arts nameless, but as the head of Shaolin, he was seriously injured, but it is really rare, Xiao Yuesheng was curious.

In a quiet meditation room, only Xiao Yuesheng and Tianming not; The abbot sat on the bright yellow futon, holding the hot tea cup, and the purple gold robe of the abbot of Tianming also took off, only wearing the bright yellow monk's robe, but it was also solemn.

Yang Ruonan has been led by the colorless master to play in the tower behind the temple, Yang Ruonan is not afraid that his godfather can't find himself, so he is relieved to follow his father's friends to play.

"Xiao Jushi, I don't know if you've heard of the Sa Ding Sect?" Abbot Tianming, who had white eyebrows and a ruddy face, put down the teacup and asked in a kind voice, showing no sign of injury at all. A string of purple-brown Buddha beads the size of a dragon's eye on the wrist is faint and faint, not a mundane thing.

"Oh, the abbot has also heard of the Sa Ding Sect?" Xiao Yuesheng also put down the teacup and asked with a smile.

Abbot Tianming stroked his silver hair, his face showed compassion, and he sighed: "When the world is in chaos, there will be a lot of demons, this Sa Ding Sect, but its ambition is not small!"

Seeing Xiao Yuesheng looking at himself intently, he continued: "A few days ago, there was a monk from the Western Regions who came to our temple to place an order,...... Alas...... I never thought that such a character came with murderous intentions and wanted to put the old man to death...... According to his own claims, this person is from the Saddin sect!"

When he spoke, on his ruddy face like a child, the compassion became more and more intense, but there was no resentment, and the Buddha beads in his hand were gently moved.

"Huh...... , this Sa Ding Sect is also very rampant, setting fire everywhere, lest others do not know, it seems that he is very self-assured...... A while ago, the heads of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect and the Qingwei Sword Sect were both assassinated by the people of the Sa Ding Sect, and even Jia Yue was not spared, but fortunately, they were not successful!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, the meaning of Sen Leng flashed in his eyes, and his tone was full of mockery, then he looked at the abbot of Tianming, and asked slowly: "Could it be that the injury in the abbot's body comes from that person?"

Xiao Yuesheng had already handed over all the things about the Sadding Sect to the people under the Guanlan Villa, and he didn't pay attention to them anymore and let them toss around, so he didn't know about it.

"That's the man!...... , his martial arts are strong, not inferior to Lao Qu, fortunately, the colorless junior brother has always been vigilant and secretly vigilant, so he will be scared away, otherwise it will ......" Abbot Tianming stroked his hair and shook his head, and smiled slightly bitterly: "I'm afraid that Lao Qu will never have the chance to see Xiao Jushi again!"

"Master's wounds...... , Could it be that the Great Returning Pill can't be cured?" Xiao Yuesheng frowned and looked at the heart of Master Tianming.

"That person's internal force is strange and vicious, hovering around the heart veins, constantly eroding the heart veins, but it can't be driven away, even if it is the great return pill of our temple, there is nothing that can be done about it. Abbot Tianming nodded and said slowly.

Immediately, a faint smile appeared on his face, a piece of peace, and his palms were folded: "Amitabha...... , Lao Gao's stinky skin, it's time to give up, fate and extinction, there is cause and effect, but you can't force it!"

Xiao Yuesheng was silent, his left hand stroked the mustache on his lips, his eyes were fixed on the tea cup in front of his lap, thoughtful, trance-like, and ethereal.

The abbot of Tianming did not speak, the curtain was closed, and in the big hand, a string of purple brown sandalwood Buddhist beads the size of a dragon's eye turned lightly, not slow, and the speed did not change.

The meditation room was suddenly quiet, the sky was gray, the light in the meditation room was also a little dim, the shouting sound on the martial arts training ground was faintly audible, the faint tea fragrance was mixed with the sandalwood under the word "Zen" on the south wall, the smell was unique, and it was refreshing.

"There is nothing that can be done by the masters of the Dharma Academy and the Heart Meditation Hall?" Xiao Yuesheng's voice rose slowly, with a bit of ethereal air, and looked at the abbot of Tianming lightly.

Abbot Tianming shook his head, his expression was peaceful, he was not happy or angry, and said slowly: "Where the heart is located, it is already extremely fragile, and this true qi is very weird, alas, what can I do?!"

His heart was slightly cold, outsiders in the Dharma Academy knew about it, but the existence of the Heart Meditation Hall, except for a few elders in the temple, few people knew about it, why did this Xiao Zhuang master be named?

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, groaned slightly, raised his head and said: "Xiao Mou is a little familiar with medical skills, if the master does not dislike it, Rong Mou will do his best!"

Refusing to die and survive, the original surname of a person, even if the Shaolin abbot of Buddhism is profound, it is also the case, when all the Shaolin people have nothing to do, the colorless junior brother has a word, I heard that Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, inadvertently said, his eldest brother - the owner of Mission Hills Villa, has the power to seize the world and create nature, it is better to send someone to invite the owner of Xiao Zhuang to heal the head of the senior brother.

Although Master Tianming was a little moved, but after thinking about it, he gave up this thought, and sent someone to Jiaxing City, the time to go back and forth is not short, and the true qi in his body is close to the heart, it must be too late, it is better to die quietly.

But he didn't expect that there were some coincidences in the world, this Xiao Jushi came uninvited, could it be that he could really calculate that he had this calamity?

Xiao Yuesheng caught Master Tianming's outstretched hand, pretended to probe his pulse, and groaned slightly, a warm true qi had poured into the meridians in his body.

As the abbot of Shaolin, Master Tianming practiced the internal strength of the heart method is the Yijin Sutra, the internal force is pure and deep, not plague or fire, the middle is peaceful, and the vast is like a river. Pei Peiran can't resist it.

Xiao Yuesheng's input of internal breath is as warm as jade, passing through the meridians of Master Tianming, but it is the same as the internal force he has cultivated, and the internal force of the Yijin Meridian has no idea of resisting, allowing it to pass freely, and suddenly, this warm internal force has poured into the heart.

Near the heart vein, a swirling inner breath was like a whirlpool in the sea, constantly swallowing and transforming, and Xiao Yuesheng's mind clearly flashed that it was constantly devouring Master Tianming's internal breath.

Fortunately, the Yijin Sutra is worthy of its name, and the internal force is peaceful, and this rotating internal force group is extremely difficult to swallow, almost difficult to move an inch, but it is also "almost", although the speed is slow, it is still slowly approaching the weakest part of the heart.

Xiao Yuesheng's warm inner breath suddenly changed, and suddenly gathered into a clump, forming a whirlpool, which was very similar to the inner breath.

With the other way, and also applied to the other body, Xiao Yuesheng's kung fu in the blink of an eye has seen through this unique qi control method, and painted a scoop according to the gourd, turning into an exact same cyclone, but the direction of rotation is opposite.

Slowly approaching, the two swirling breaths finally collided, not the imaginary wind and clouds changed color, but unusually calm, under a touch, the two groups of breath suddenly returned to nothingness, and were transformed by the internal force of the Yi Jin Sutra.

Master Tianming's robe was windless and automatic, suddenly rose, and then subsided, under the snow-white frost eyebrows, when the bright eyes opened and closed, the lightning flickered, and the dim Zen room suddenly became a little brighter, and after two breaths, it slowly dissipated and returned to normal.

"Amitabha-...... Thank you for the rescue!" Master Tianming put the Buddha beads on his arms, put his palms together, and bowed down to thank him.

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "The master doesn't have to be polite, even if there is no Xiao Mou's move, the master's internal strength is pure, if he concentrates on research, he can finally find a way to restrain himself, and it just saves the master a little effort!"

Master Tianming smiled kindly, and said no more, there was no ecstasy on his ruddy face, the clouds were light and the wind was clear, and he retreated from before the ghost gate closed, as if it was an ordinary trivial matter.

Xiao Yuesheng could feel that the monk in front of him really didn't attach so much importance to life and death, and this detachment made him admire it, and he was ashamed of himself, he was afraid of death!

Then the two stopped talking about it, for the Sa Ding Sect, the two had a lot of exchanges, Shaolin Temple has a long history, countless lay disciples, when it comes to manpower, far from the reach of Mission Hills, but its intelligence acquisition and processing capabilities, but it is difficult to shoot horses and Mission Hills Villa, after all, there are hundreds of years of experience, the two are integrated, each has its own gains.

Vegetarian food at noon, by the colorless master accompanied Xiao Yuesheng and Yang Ruonan to eat in the meditation room, before fasting, he took out a yellowed book from his arms, with silk as the cover, up and down the seal book four words: "Thirteen stick array", the glyph is like a spear halberd, the momentum is clear, murderous, there is the appearance of Buddhism to subdue demons.

"This is the secret stick array in my temple, at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the thirteen patriarchs in my temple helped Taizong unify the country, and created a thirteen stick array, which was used to crisscross in thousands of armies and horses, this array is powerful, and it is better than the eighteen Arhat array!"

The colorless master pointed to the silk noodles in his hand, with a solemn expression, explaining the origin of the stick array, and then handed the book to Xiao Yuesheng, and said: "It is admirable to make Yue Guo Daxia serve the country and the people, regardless of the interests and harms, and help defend Xiangyang,...... And Xiao Jushi also has a great grace to my senior brother in charge of the family, and several elders discussed with each other, so they handed over this stick array to the hands of the layman, and expressed a little affection, if it can help a little, it will be enough!"

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