"Well, the young monk's qualifications are good!" The big man nodded and said with a smile: "Master, you are willing to be sent to the army, fighting is not a child's play!"

Master Yin Ming smiled and said: "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky. I see the purple air billowing in the sky. It is so precious that I can do great things."

"Oh——?" The big man looked at Li Muchan again and saw that he was standing tall and calm. He nodded and said, "Master's words are correct!"

He laughed again and said: "Why are those two disciples called Bujing Bukong, and his name is Mingkong? It's a bit weird!"

Master Yin Ming smiled and said: "The two of them haven't entered the room yet, and their cultivation is far behind. They can only call them impure and not empty... Mingkong's mind is not ordinary, so they can be called this dharma name."

The big man looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, interesting, those two little monks are indeed unclean and empty!"

Just as he was talking, footsteps sounded, and Fu Kong shouted loudly: "Master, is Benefactor Hu here?"

"Well, come in." Master Yin Ming nodded.

The two little monks came in panting. When they saw the big man, they smiled immediately.

Seeing everyone staring at them strangely, the two young monks laughed, looked at each other with gloating, and kept laughing.

Li Muchan and the other three laughed and shook their heads.

There were lip marks everywhere on the faces and heads of the two young monks, which were bright red and beautiful.

Master Yinming shook his head and hummed: "You two little guys are not good people!"

Li Muchan immediately figured it out. The two of them had seen each other's appearance, but they chose not to say anything, waiting for the other to be embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would be the same.

The big man laughed and said: "Those girls love to tease these two little guys, haha..."

The two young monks were also smart. They reacted immediately and hurriedly wiped their faces. Their hands turned red, their faces suddenly turned red, and they hurriedly ran out.

The big man smiled and said: "Master, with these two pistachios here, your life will not be lonely!"

Master Yin Ming smiled and shook his head: "The two of them fight all day long without getting tired. I can let them go. When there is no more anger, when can I get started!"

The big man said with a smile: "This is difficult, the two little guys are extremely smart, and no one will obey the other! If they are not clever and cunning, it is difficult to distinguish between them!"

He turned around and said: "Master, little master Mingkong has good qualifications. Unfortunately, the military's unique skills cannot be taught privately, so we can't help him!"

Master Yinming shook his head and said, "Let's look at his own creation."

The big man asked: "Where does Mingkong want to join the army?"

Master Yinming said: "Northwestern Shenwu Camp."

"Hmm..." The big man frowned, stroking his chin and beard and said, "The northwest has not been peaceful in the past few years, and the Western Zhao Dynasty has been restless, and there has been a fight from time to time."

Li Muchan Heshi said: "Disciples train their minds on the battlefield, life and death are insignificant."

Master Yin Ming said: "When you join the army, you have to fight. Otherwise, there is no use in going in. Just let him go."

"Okay, I'll write a letter of recommendation." The big man nodded.

Li Muchan returned to the monastery, sat cross-legged on the couch, and began to practice the Observing Heaven and Human Spirits Sutra. He had already tried it, but he could not practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra.

In this way, if you want to practice the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra, you can only use the Daming King Sutra.

Once the Ming Dynasty King Sutra was used, he lost consciousness. Unless he had no choice but to use it again, he could only put it aside for the time being and talk about it later.

Now that he has transformed into Ming Kong and joined Master Yin Ming, he is extremely helpless. It seems that he has changed several masters.

This is the order of my great-uncle, and I cannot disobey it, so I will just follow it for the time being.

The next day, when he got up early in the morning, he saw Master Yinming and the big man sitting in the southwest corner of the courtyard, surrounding a stone table, concentrating on playing chess.

Seeing Li Muchan come out, Master Ming dropped the chess piece and stood up and said: "Mingkong, today I will teach you a set of crazy magic stick techniques to defend yourself on the road."

"Hey, Master, don't be a swindler. You will lose this game!" The big man hurriedly picked up the chess pieces and shouted loudly.

Master Yinming smiled and said: "Okay, let's count you as the winner. If you are not empty, bring me the stick!"

"Come on, Master!" The little monk Fu Kong rolled over carrying a long black stick. He was like a meat ball, fat and cute.

When he got close, he tilted his head and looked up at him, saying: "Brother, you have to be careful, this stick is not light!"

After that, he held it with both hands and sent it to Li Muchan.

Li Muchan stretched out his hand to take it, and his hand suddenly felt heavy, as if it were made of iron. No wonder it was so heavy when you looked at his grin.

The stick has a thick arm and a clean body with no patterns. It is round as if it has been carefully polished, but it looks simple. Li Muchan fell in love with it at first sight.

"Look, is it heavy?" Master Yinming asked.

Li Muchan shook his head: "Just right."

"Well, you are strong, so this stick should be suitable for you." Master Yin Ming nodded, stretched out his hand, and the long stick flew into his hand, and shouted: "Look at it!"

He swung his long stick and made a whirring sound, but he saw the shadow of the stick in the sky, but he could not see his figure. He was shrouded in it, and the water could not splash in. The momentum was amazing.

Li Muchan opened his eyes wide. This was the Crazy Demon Stick Technique. It was really powerful. However, he had never practiced stick technique before, so it was difficult to practice it well.

He stared at the field, and after a while, Master Ming suddenly appeared, and the shadow of the stick disappeared in the sky. He gave a strong force, inserted the long stick half a foot, and said with a smile: "Can you see clearly?!"

Li Muchan nodded vigorously, thoughtfully, and replayed it in his mind.

After a while, he walked over, gently lifted the long stick off the ground, and waved it, whistling in the wind, but at a much slower speed. There were eight moves in total, which were completed quickly.

After he finished performing it awkwardly, he did not stop, and then performed it a second time, then a third time, and a fourth time, each time more smoothly than the last time.

As Master Ming stroked his beard and smiled, Bujing and Bukong stood at the door of the hall, clapping their hands and applauding, feeling that his performance was very powerful and powerful.

The big man Hu Feipeng had bright eyes, stroking his beard and said with a smile: "Master, you have accepted a good disciple! ... It is really rare to be so smart!"

He could see that Li Muchan had a photographic memory and remembered it directly, but remembering and using it were not the same thing, and required hard practice.

In his opinion, Monk Mingkong is very smart. Although his body is not flexible, as long as he practices a few times, it is not a shortcoming in military martial arts. As long as he has the energy to endure hardships and stand hard work, he can always practice well.

Military martial arts is different from folk martial arts. There are no requirements for understanding. Even a fool can develop a good kung fu as long as he practices the right moves.

Li Muchan practiced it more than a dozen times in one go, until he was sweating profusely before he stopped. At this time, the stick technique had begun to take shape and he had figured out the basics.

Master Yin Ming nodded, stepped forward to take the long stick, gestured a few times, and gave him careful instructions: "Well, you practiced very well, this move should be done like this..."

The two masters and apprentices concentrated on learning and practicing. Hu Feipeng did not shy away from it and praised: "Master, although this set of crazy magic stick techniques is simple, it is very powerful. It is very good!"

Master Yinming said: "It's just self-defense on the road, it's far worse than the unique skills in the army!"

Hu Feipeng smiled and said: "Mingkong is very strong, and learning this crazy magic stick technique is enough to defend yourself!"

This set of stick techniques is indeed not too strong and is far inferior to the martial arts in the military. However, it is not without merit. It is extremely powerful and can indeed be used for self-defense.

Under the guidance of Master Yin Ming, Li Muchan made rapid progress. In one morning's practice, he had already perfected his skills and made no mistakes.

In the days that followed, he practiced hard, became proficient, and burned these moves into his bones and became instinctive movements. This is Li Muchan's unique method of practicing Kung Fu.

Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, twenty days have passed, and a set of crazy magic stick techniques has become instinctive, so familiar that every move is a crazy magic stick technique.

Hu Feipeng also came often to play chess with Master Yin Ming. Both of them were extremely good at chess.

In addition to practicing the Crazy Demon Stick Technique these days, Li Muchan is also experimenting with a new method, the San Gong Technique. He is trying to reverse the San Gong Technique.

In the reverse luck dispersing technique, the inner force of the Dantian begins to squeeze, squeezing toward one point instead of spreading out. The lake water of the inner force completely penetrates into the relic.

This was extremely mysterious, and he never thought about it. He just had a gut feeling that it wasn't dangerous, so he tried it.

He used the Tianyuan Breathing Technique at night, and after one night's work, it turned into a ball of water. Before getting up, the ball of water completely penetrated into the relic.

Today's relics sparkle with golden light, as if condensed with gold, illuminating the Dantian with thousands of auspicious auras, making it unparalleledly gorgeous.

The change in the relic was not only in appearance, but what was even more amazing was that as his internal energy penetrated into the relic, his spirit became stronger, especially his thoughts.

Since the birth of the four heart beads, in addition to his clear mind, thoughts have appeared again. He closes his eyes and sees everything within ten feet within the scope of observation. It is like there is an eye in the void, looking down at everything, clearly presented.

In the past twenty days, the range of his thoughts has greatly increased, from ten feet to thirty feet. All this is due to the changes in the relics.

The internal energy was condensed, the relics were strengthened, and his mind seemed to be strengthened. Li Muchan didn't understand the mystery of this, but he had nowhere to ask.

He intuitively told himself that the relics must be kept secret and must not be revealed, as there were huge risks involved.

However, after more than twenty days of practice, he discovered that there is a limit to the enhancement of the range of thoughts. Thirty feet is already the limit, and any further concentration of internal energy will have no effect.

When he got up early that morning, Master Yin Ming called him to the main hall, took a look at him, and said with a smile: "Mingkong, it's time for you to set out. The day to recruit troops is approaching."

"Yes, Master." Li Muchan tithes.

Master Yin Ming smiled and stroked his beard: "From today on, Ming Kong, you are my disciple!"

Li Muchan understood what he meant and nodded heavily: "Yes!"

While they were talking, loud laughter came from outside. Hu Feipeng strode in and said with a smile: "Mingkong, are you leaving today?"

Li Muchan titheed and said with a smile: "Yes... Commander, please help me check again."

"Oh——?" Hu Feipeng was startled, and without asking any further questions, he directly pressed his palm on Li Muchan's vest, and his hot breath rushed in.

A fire dragon pulsed along the meridian and entered the Dantian. It circled several times, turning a blind eye to the shimmering golden relic. After a few turns, it exited the Dantian and crawled back into his palm.

"Well, not bad!" Hu Feipeng closed his hands and nodded: "You are much stronger. After joining the army, you will have some advantages over ordinary people, but the advantages are limited. You have to work hard on your own!"

"Yes!" Li Muchan nodded.

He turned around and said: "Master, this disciple is leaving!"

Bu Jing and Bu Kong's eyes were red, and they urged him to stay: "Brother, please stay for a few more days!"
To be continued...