"Have you noticed" Xiao Ran frowned, pointed to Pan Xiaoxian's face and said, "He's not green now" "Green" donkey brother is very angry, you are green, your whole family is green "Hey, it's really not green" staring at Pan Xiaoxian's true colors and nature, looking left and right: "Obviously it was very green just now" You are also enough, Pan Xiaoxian's little face was dark, and a group of old bald donkeys who didn't even have the qualifications to be green dared to mock the palace master "Have you ever heard of an exercise that makes people green," he stroked his beard thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something.
"No" replied very decisively, perhaps because he had read too many books, and Uncle Ran was embarrassed from time to time.
"Neither do I."
He frowned and stroked his beard and shook his head: "Weird, weird" "Such a hellish special training, the core point is that the internal strength can hold on."
True color decided to ignore the melon's awkward understanding, and asked Pan Xiaoxian curiously: "By the way, what kind of internal skills do you have from Yuantong?"
Suddenly thought of something, and his red face suddenly turned purple: "Ami, a Buddha, should he pass on your Dharma Meditation Gong?"
In an instant, the nature and clear expression became serious, Bodhidharma Breath Closure Gong is one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, if you practice Dharma Breath Closure Gong can support this hellish special training, it is very possible, but if Yuantong really passed the Dharma Breath Retreat Gong to Pan Xiaoxian, then he is a sinner in Shaolin Temple In addition to extremely special reasons, the Shaolin 72 stunts are never allowed to be taught to outsiders, including lay disciples.
"What kind of big female turtle skill" Pan Xiaoxian was stunned: "I haven't heard of it" "No" couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if Yuantong really passed on Pan Xiaoxian Dharma Breath Closing Gong, then this pot would only be carried by him, the ancestor, but if it wasn't Dharma Meditation Gong, he would be even more curious: "Then what kind of internal strength did he pass on to you?"
Pan Xiaoxian thought carefully for a long time, and finally said firmly: "He didn't pass on anything."
"Could it be that he passed it on, but you don't know" his nature inspired him next to him: "It's like if you don't compete in martial arts, you don't know that you have practiced wearing incorruptible skills and whirlwind palms, right?"
Speaking of this, the true colors, nature and knowledge are all suddenly awakened, could it be that YTO signed up Pan Xiaoxian for the semi-finals is to let Pan Xiaoxian stimulate his accumulation of hard work during this period of time in the competition If this is the case, then Yuantong will be too condescending to be a guest monk Pan Xiaoxian explained everything he could to the three of them in detail, and the three of them shook their heads after listening to it.
At this moment, a cute little novice came over and folded his hands in a circle: "Knowing the ancestor, the true ancestor, the nature patriarch, the abbot patriarch has invited the possible uncle to the abbot's room to drink tea" Since it was the master of enlightenment who was invited, it was naturally inconvenient for the three of them to stay, and anyway, they had finished asking all the questions, so they let Pan Xiaoxian leave with Xiao Shami.
"What is certain is that Yuantong really didn't pass on the internal strength, so the problem is" said suspiciously: "Where did he learn the internal skills that can be comparable to the Shaolin Seventy-two stunts, doesn't it mean that he is an ordinary college student?"
"Among the six major factions in China, Shaolin, Wudang, Mingjiao, Beggars, Tangmen, Huashan, and only our Shaolin, Wudang and Mingjiao have internal martial arts above the prefecture level, although some martial arts families also have this level of divine skills, but they are all family heirlooms and do not pass on foreign surnames" He shook his head and said: "Lao Wei has never heard of a martial arts master surnamed Pan."
"Let's go, it doesn't matter where he learned it, in short, it's better not to learn it from my Shaolin."
True colors can be regarded as an end to this topic, he likes this apprentice very much, but it is a pity that Pan Xiaoxian is only a lay disciple and cannot practice seventy-two stunts.
Pan Xiaoxian followed the cute little novice to the abbot's room, the master of enlightenment was holding an unknown Buddhist scripture and reading it, and when he saw Pan Xiaoxian coming in, he closed the Buddhist scripture, squinted and smiled at Pan Xiaoxian with faint old eyes: "Maybe it's coming." ” "Disciple maybe, meet the abbot patriarch" Pan Xiaoxian folded his hands and respectfully saluted the master of enlightenment, and the eye of the eagle saw the name of the Buddhist scripture in the hand of the master of enlightenment at a glance, and it was eight big golden characters: My personal beauty president Xiao Shami bowed, and then sensibly went out and closed the door, leaving only Pan Xiaoxian and Master Enlightenment in the abbot's room.
"I said abbot," Brother Donkey instantly revealed his true form, and said very unpleasantly: "Do you know that you made me very passive last night?"
The corners of the shriveled mouth of the Master of Enlightenment twitched twice concealedly: "Perhaps, the old man knows that you have a grudge in your heart, so the old man saw you today to compensate you."
"That's good, you lost a door to me last night for your true colors, and today I got another one for the leader of the martial arts competition, plus you have to compensate me for not being so troublesome, so it's also a course."
Brother Donkey doesn't treat himself as an outsider at all: "Abbot, it's good if you pass on my three martial arts, don't think about cheating, it must be three of the seventy-two stunts."
I'm your father, no, even if you're my father, the old face full of wrinkles of the master of enlightenment instantly smoothed out a lot, and his big face was like Changbai Mountain: "Maybe, you should know, Shaolin seventy-two stunts to pass you on one is an exception, and three doors are absolutely impossible."
"Okay, then ask the abbot to answer why we came to study on behalf of the Fifth Fair, on behalf of the federal government, and on behalf of the people of the world, but only let a monk entertain us "Why did my master pervertedly abuse us for two whole weeks If there is no one behind him, he is a guest monk, does he dare him "Why are there insects and snakes in the creek outside the kitchen wall?
"Why didn't my master inform us about the competition until last night?
"Bodhi's considerable injury was really just an accident, and he was really injured so badly that he couldn't even compete "Why did the little monk follow my master so late, did he want to rob money or sex "Since he is following my master, why doesn't he follow my master when he leaves, but stays to eavesdrop on me "What kind of martial arts did the bronze man who killed my master think that I was killed, do you think so too "And one last question" Pan Xiaoxian asked aggressively: "How many perfections are there in Shaolin Temple?"
Originally, Pan Xiaoxian was not very clear in his heart, but after talking nonsense with his true colors, nature and understanding, Pan Xiaoxian figured out a lot of questions.
For example, if Yuantong passed on their martial arts in the way of Abi Hell, if it was not deliberately done by Yuantong himself, it can only be said that Yuantong actually just implemented the instructions of his superiors, and the superior leader who instructed Yuantong is the Shaolin abbot in front of him nine times out of ten Master Enlightenment looked at Pan Xiaoxian with a smile: "Why don't we discuss it, do you want to learn three first-class martial arts or one prefecture-level martial arts?"
"I want to learn a heaven-level martial arts" Brother Donkey did not hesitate to knock on the bamboo bar, this old monk is toothpaste, and he can't squeeze out oil "This can be" The Enlightenment Master thought for a while, and said: "Lao Wei has a heaven-level martial art other than seventy-two stunts, are you willing to learn?"
"Of course I am willing to learn" Pan Xiaoxian couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart: "Shaolin Temple's heaven-level martial arts in addition to the seventy-two stunts, is it the Yijin Sutra and the Pulp Washing Sutra?"
"Perhaps, Lao Qu will recite the mantra of this miraculous skill to you, Lao Qu will only recite it once, and how much you remember depends on your creation" The Master of Enlightenment did not answer, a pair of wrinkled old eyes were closed, and he recited to himself: "When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering.
Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the emptiness is the color.
The same is true of what you want to do.
The relics are the void phase of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased." , how old are you, and you dare to learn from other people, young people will start if they don't agree with each other Pan Xiaoxian didn't care about complaining, and hurriedly tried to remember, but the sound of the scriptures recited by the master of enlightenment gradually connected together, like Sanskrit singing, as if with a wonderful magic, and soon Pan Xiaoxian felt confused, as if he was lying on the wide and soft bed when he was very tired and tired, and fell asleep unconsciously Between Pan Xiaoxian's half-dream and half-awakening, ten thousand golden lights suddenly bloomed in his mind, and a golden-bodied Buddha stumbled and sits, and a voice like a bronze bell came from the golden-bodied Buddha: "One thought from good, one thought from evil, one thought into a Buddha, one thought into a demon."
"Perhaps, if you have great courage, great wisdom, great perseverance, great luck, and a great enlightenment, you will pass on the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, and becoming a Buddha and a demon is only in your thoughts, hoping that you can see through the obstacles with good thoughts and realize the fruits of the Arhat path."
The eyes of the golden-bodied Buddha slowly opened, and two golden lights shot out of his eyes, and the golden light instantly penetrated Pan Xiaoxian's mind, but Pan Xiaoxian woke up from his dream in an instant.
"Damn, what did you do to me," Pan Xiaoxian came to his senses and felt bad.
Although Pan Xiaoxian had long known that this enlightened abbot's martial arts were unfathomable, he didn't expect it to be so powerful He didn't know how he fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, there were already some inexplicable things in his body, which was simply terrifying "Maybe don't panic, the old man didn't do anything to you, just passed on the gong" The master of enlightenment just explained that his face was black, and Ami it, you just touched your face and touched your body, I just want to ask you what it means to touch the chrysanthemum t1706231537: