Time flies like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

A small forest in the mountains behind Mt. Shomuro.

A young monk dressed in a moon-white monk's robe practiced a set of high-level and profound palm techniques with great momentum.

I saw that the young man, a move faster than a move, the palm of the hand flew up and down, with gusts of wind, the momentum is like a tiger roaring and the dragon roaring, breathtaking! Look at this young man's moves coherently, the momentum of endless, this palm is practiced thousands of times before there is such a momentum, the time is autumn, the fallen leaves are flying, many dead leaves are pulled by the young man's strong palm wind, around his side, fluttering, this scene is like countless butterflies dancing around the young man's side, fantastic and beautiful, like a picture scroll, not the beauty of the world!

"Boom, click" There was a crisp sound, and the young man gathered his strength and slapped a big tree with all his strength, and the strong palm wind gushed out and hit the waist of the big tree, and the big tree suddenly broke away from the middle and fell.

"The most powerful palm technique in the Shaolin 72 stunts of "King Kong Prajna Palm", when you practice it to Xiaocheng, you can play a strong palm wind, open the mountain and split stones, and it is fierce and unmatched, such a powerful palm technique has been practiced like this?" the young man muttered to himself, with a look of disbelief.

"The cheats say that the practice of Prajna Palm needs to start from Wei Tuo's palm, and practice several palm techniques in turn, advancing layer by layer, no thirty or forty years of kung fu can never be cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, and now it is only three years, and he has reached the realm of Xiaocheng, which is too easy, right?"

"Could it be due to that miraculous ability," the young monk touched his bare head, frowning and pondering. Since three years ago, I started to practice foreign martial arts, and because of this unforgettable memory ability, I have been able to practice any martial arts by leaps and bounds, and I can easily come by myself. But what's going on?

There was a crisp "pop", and a fingertip-sized stone struck the top of He Budrunk's head.

Why don't you get drunk with a helpless wry smile on his face, retract his reverie, and don't need to look back, he also knows who did it!

"Wow squeak" Sure enough, there was a monkey cry behind him.

"Dead monkey, can you stop playing this childish game!" Why don't you get drunk and turn your head to look at the golden retriever monkey in front of you, and said helplessly.

"Squeak" The little monkey pretended not to understand at all, reached out and brought out a wilting fat pheasant from behind the tree, and grinned at why not get drunk.

Looking at the pheasant that was twice as big as the monkey's body, why not get drunk and shook his head helplessly, I don't know how this guy caught such a big pheasant.

Stretched out his hand to take the pheasant, took out the flint and made a fire, and one man and one monkey began to roast the pheasant. Of course, why not get drunk and only be responsible for roasting, and in the end the whole pheasant will definitely be eaten by the little monkey itself, first, why not get drunk in Shaolin, to abide by the rules, and secondly, the little monkey is small, but the amount of food is amazing, this pheasant is also its own amount, it does not have the leisure to care about why not drunk life or death.

......

In the blink of an eye, in the afternoon, why not get drunk and stand up, and gently push out a palm at the little monkey who was sleeping on the side, and the little monkey fell off the smooth big bluestone.

"Squeak" The little monkey rubbed his sleepy eyes and yelled at why not get drunk.

"Let's go," why not get drunk and stretch out his hand.

The little monkey jumped on the shoulders of why not get drunk, and the two greeted the sunset and walked towards Shaolin.

Two years ago, why not get drunk and completely convinced the little monkey, the prop is just a small roast pheasant, the little monkey turned out to be a snack goods, so greedy that he sold himself to an unscrupulous owner for a little food.

......

"Oh, junior brother Wukong, I'm back from practice" Far away, colorless greeted He Budrunk.

"Senior Brother Colorless", why don't you get drunk and make a Buddhist salute to Colorless.

"Hey, our senior brother, don't always see each other like this, making it look like a stranger" Colorless laughed and put his arm around He Budrunk's shoulder.

"Well, how about this little monkey borrow me to play for two days?" Colorless smiled obscenely.

"Sure enough," why not sigh drunkly.

"Senior Brother Colorless, you just have to take it away, as long as it agrees" He Bu drunk pointed to the golden retriever standing on his shoulder.

When the little monkey heard this, why not get drunk, he immediately bared his teeth towards the colorless.

Colorless had no choice but to retract what he was going to say next.

"Hey, junior brother, you broke through?!" Colorless suddenly looked at He Budrunk with a look of surprise.

"Well, today I practiced the Panruo palm to Xiaocheng, and even broke through with internal strength" He Bu drunk and said with a faint smile.

"Hiss" Colorless gasped, "You kid, it's really! Alas, people are more popular than people! I've been practicing for more than ten years and haven't practiced to Xiaocheng, you kid is so fast! Providence is unfair!"

Colorless shook his head and turned to leave, probably just after being hit and looking for a place to heal.

Looking at the colorless Xiao Suo's back, why not get drunk and suddenly feel a little unbearable.

Who knows, just when why not be drunk and not feel good, Colorless suddenly turned his face and smiled obscenely: "Senior brother, if you feel guilty, lend me the little monkey to play."

"Get out!"

"Phew"

One person and one monkey said angrily at the same time!

At night, the top of the mountain in the room.

The evening breeze is gusting, and the lone pine is erect.

Why don't you be drunk in a moon-white monk's robe, standing on a dangerous rock, looking at the bright white moon close at hand, and standing speechless.

"It's been six years, it's time to leave"

"Shaolin, you gave me everything, but I want to leave you, I'm sorry!"

"The four volumes of the Nine Yang True Scripture have been practiced to the last volume, and now they are the great masters of the Nine Realms of the Day After Tomorrow, the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and now they have also practiced several skills, except for the five masters in the world, I have nothing to fear! Even if I encounter the five uniques, I am confident that they will never leave me."

"It's just, master and brothers, how should I explain?"

On the cliff, there was a sigh of nothingness.

On the second day, the little monk who was in charge of delivering the meal pushed open the door of He Bu's drunken room, but found that the Zen room had already been empty, and only a sealed letter with fire paint was lying quietly on the table.

"The abbot of Tianming personally opened"

After the little monk handed the letter to Abbot Tianming, Abbot Tianming opened the letter with trembling hands.

After a while, the little monk saw two lines of tears flowing down the cheeks of Abbot Tianming, folded the letter carefully, put it down closely, and waved his hand to let him go out without saying a word.

The little monk walked out full of doubts, and the moment he closed the door, he clearly saw the old body of the abbot of Tianming trembling uncontrollably, and he was even more suspicious, what was written in this letter, why did the abbot fluctuate so much after reading it?!

"Well, let's go and ask Master Jueyuan, he has such a good relationship with Uncle Wukong, he must know something."

......

At the foot of Shaomu Mountain, why not get drunk wearing that special moon-white monk's robe, carrying a burden, and a little golden monkey standing on his shoulder.

Looking back at the majestic and magnificent scenery of Shaomuro Mountain, looking back on every day I have spent in it for the past six years, why not get drunk and sigh reluctantly: "Farewell, Shaomuro Mountain"

After speaking, turn around and leave, and never look back!

On the second day, the abbot of Tianming announced in public that the three generations of Shaolin disciples were empty and betrayed Shaolin.

Shaolin has been closed for a hundred years, and none of the disciples have been born, this order is actually a free horse, and everyone here knows it, but no one has opened their mouths to remind them.

(Today's number took a look, I was taken aback, the recommendation suddenly rose more than a dozen, the excitement in my heart is unspeakable, the dismal results for many days have already made me painful and entangled, it is the two of you who gave me the confidence to keep writing! Thank you fengyi2008 and crescentff two book friends each for eight recommended votes!)

(In addition, the new week is coming next week and the little brother decides to rush the list, there will be a change at twelve o'clock tonight, and there will be a change at twelve o'clock at noon and half past six in the afternoon tomorrow, I hope that all the book friends who like this book can help the little brother, please!)