"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your advice!"

Although he knew that there was obviously a lot more comfort in the other party's words, the colorless little monk still couldn't help but feel a trace of inexplicable warmth in his heart, and immediately couldn't help but thank Xiaolong heartily, after seeing that the other party waved his hand indifferently, he knew that the other party's personality was like this, but he just smiled and didn't say more.

"By the way, how is the swordsmanship you taught before? Show me!"

Inadvertently, Xiaolong couldn't help but ask. And the colorless obviously had experience, and when he nodded, he took a brush from the desk next to him, and after gently introducing a sword trick, he played it.

I have to say that this colorless is really a person with a high level of understanding, although it is only a few days of kung fu, but this set of swordsmanship is already a look, although what he holds in his hand is just a pen, but in his performance, there is already a trace of charm in a trance, and in the flickering of the sword light, it is completely wrapped in his figure.

"Wrong! Wrong! You're chopping meat with a kitchen knife, where is the slightest sense of elegance?"

But apparently the little dragon was not satisfied with this at all, and immediately after shaking his head slightly, he had already stepped into the sword light, as if it was an illusion, the sword light left by the colorless wave in the sky seemed to be dodging the little dragon, and he couldn't even touch the slightest corner of his clothes, and he approached him and then snatched the brush in his hand without hesitation!

"See clearly!"

Almost at the moment when he held the pen, Xiaolong had already entered the magical realm of concentration. Under the solemnity of his face, the sword light had been swayed out without hesitation, and the colorless in the circle only felt a slight flower in front of him, and the pen was clearly pressed against his throat.

"You try!"

"No, no!"

"Grandma, are you fucking stupid? Where is this sword dancing, it's clearly dancing, and it's the most lame kind in the world!"

A few hours later......

"That's all for the morning's lessons! Hurry up and prepare the meal, I'm hungry!"

Seeing that he was so tired that he almost collapsed on the ground panting, Xiaolong didn't have the slightest pity. Instead, he commanded stiffly.

"Mr. Li!"

Finally struggled to get to his feet. Ignoring that he was already sweating at this time, the colorless little monk had already run out of smoke to prepare a meal for Xiaolong.

Almost since that day, Xiaolong has consciously begun to train the colorless little monk. In addition to the swordsmanship and the method of pointing. He even taught many miscellaneous martial arts to Colorless. And its expression can be said to be extremely stern, almost like cramming.

Fortunately, this colorless little monk is not only talented, but also has a surprisingly tenacious personality in addition to generosity. No matter how strict Xiaolong was, he actually held on without complaint, and he was even more attentive to memorizing and learning everything Xiaolong taught, and even had a faint hint of madness.

Soon a lunch was wiped out by the two of them, and after a short rest, Xiaolong began to teach the acupoints and other miscellaneous martial arts, and after dinner, he urged the colorless to start copying the scriptures, and at night he asked him to cross his knees with him, but he didn't even have to sleep.

I have to say that after such a close training, others may have already collapsed or tired, but after Xiaolong taught Colorless a method of simply breathing into concentration, he was able to get enough rest even when he was cross-legged, and he was mentally healthy the next day, but it was more effective than sleeping, and the surge in food over the past few days made Colorless's originally somewhat emaciated figure slightly began to grow stronger.

"Mr. Li, when will you teach me that technique?"

In the interval of cultivation, this colorless little monk couldn't help but ask Xiaolong, after all, he still vaguely remembered the feeling of immersing himself in that mysterious realm at the beginning, and after carefully tasting it all the time, he realized that it was actually a set of palm techniques, so every time he was itching, he couldn't help but ask Xiaolong.

"Stinky boy, I haven't learned to walk yet, but I'm thinking about running first!

Seeing the colorless look of longing in front of him, Xiaolong couldn't help but smile and lightly flicked his incomparably bright braincase, and then couldn't help but scold, making that colorless helpless but could only immerse himself in that simple but fulfilling cultivation again.

In this way, Xiaolong seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming to Shaolin Temple, and only trained the colorless little monk in his spare time every day. And the three great monks also had a tacit understanding and did not bother at all, and the two sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding at this moment, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

In fact, with the ears and eyes of the three great monks, how could he not know that Xiaolong hid in the wing? It's just that his act of training the colorless little monk like this is beneficial and harmless for Shaolin, after all, this is tantamount to training a master for Shaolin, thinking that this Xiaolong's martial arts cultivation is even if the three holy monks who live in seclusion join forces, they dare not say that they can match, and the set of spiral waves palm given to him can be said to be highly respected, so where would they disturb Xiaolong's such a move? As for the view of the gateway that prevailed on the rivers and lakes, it was tacitly ignored by these old foxes, and they didn't even think about it.

"Alright! That's all for today!

Seeing that this colorless had finally completed the day's lessons, Xiaolong couldn't help but say lightly, and then sat down on the bed by himself and began to close his eyes and breathe, but he didn't even say a word of nonsense.

For Xiaolong's seemingly indifferent behavior, this colorless little monk had long been accustomed to it, but he immediately sat down next to Xiaolong, and began to settle down according to the method of breathing and breathing that he had taught him.

Although Xiaolong's requirements for himself can be said to be strict and even harsh for several days, but this colorless has no complaints at all, but with the gradual adaptation, he began to become willing, after all, in Xiaolong, he can indulge in his own nature, and he does not have to deliberately suppress his nature completely under the master's admonition as before, and everything he does is so cautious.

I don't know why, in a vague way, this colorless little monk gradually has a sense of attachment to Xiaolong that he has never had, even if he treats him as his own master, he has never had at all, every time from the other party's reprimand, this little monk can always feel a trace of pity and love, especially the words he always said to himself, but it was like saying to his own heart, so that he could not forget it at all.

"Remember, everything must be done according to one's own heart, if it violates one's own heart, even if it has world-class martial arts, then what? If you firm up your own heart, then even in the face of landslides and tsunamis, then you will be like that reef, let the wind and rain hit nature and do not move!"

If such a sentence is heard by his own division commander, then it is tantamount to deviance, and everyone will definitely think that he is crazy, but when facing Xiaolong, he always has a feeling that what the other party said is right, even if he is still faintly unable to fully accept it.

Seeing that the colorless little monk beside him gradually fell into a state of calm in a long aura, the little dragon on the side couldn't help but show a hint of relief after seeing it, but under the slight nod, he still couldn't help frowning slightly, and then shook his head without a trace.

It can be seen that this colorless little monk is still a bold and bloody person in his bones, and it is precisely because he sees his potential temperament that Xiaolong, who feels his appetite, can't help but get close to him, and with his current cultivation realm, he can vaguely feel that this little monk will definitely have all kinds of things to do with him in the near future, and he can't do it if he wants to get rid of it, and because of this, Xiaolong began to accept him early, in order to see what the relationship between the two will be like in the future.

But how can this little dragon not be able to see it? In the end, it is because of the fact that he is not deeply involved in the world, so that this little monk unconsciously began to gradually wear out his blood and heart, and he is cautious in doing things, although this is not bad for the old way and steady, but it is not what the little dragon likes.

Not to mention anything else, just take the martial arts that he has taught to the other party in the past few days, although the progress of Colorless is not unpleasant due to his own talent and intelligence, but because his heart is gradually lost, he always has a trace of restraint when he makes moves, and he can't fully display his inner mind, and this is what Xiaolong has always been unaccustomed to.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time!"

After shaking his head slightly, Xiaolong could only give up this thought and closed his eyes again, after all, since God has arranged for this kid to have a thousand entanglements with himself in the future, then he will definitely not let him lie dormant in this temple, and he will inevitably let him soar freely in the vast world in the future. (To be continued......)