For the fat man's attack, Qin Changfeng could easily avoid it by turning sideways, and at the same time, stretching out his feet or using his hands, he could make the little fat man fall into pieces and eat the mud. However, he chose the most difficult way to deal with it——
Standing still, he raised his fist and punched the fat man's fat fist.
"Okay!" The fat man shouted excitedly when he saw this scene. Since leaving the other courtyard, he has started to lose more and win less in fights, because everyone knows that he is strong and strong, so no one will fight with him head-on.
, either circling him like a monkey, or jumping left and right until he is exhausted, and then slowly clearing him up. How could anyone have punched him so happily?
"How about I take back some of my strength and stop beating the little fool?" The fat man was fierce, but he had a good heart. He also knew how to take Qin Changfeng into consideration, and before he could put his idea into action, Qin
Changfeng's fist had already collided with his.
The two fists were one big and one small, and it looked like an egg hitting a stone. However, it turned out that the egg knocked the stone away. The fat man screamed, and he stumbled back more than ten steps before he flopped on his back.
After falling down, Yu held his right hand and kept shaking it.
"You little fool, you are so good, how did you get there?" The fat man got up from the ground after regaining his strength, and looked at Qin Changfeng with a surprised look on his face.
Qin Changfeng did not answer him, but looked inside the abandoned monastery, because there were footsteps inside, and the person he had been waiting for two years finally appeared...
"They were practicing while you were sleeping, they were practicing while you were searching for wild fruits in the mountains, and they were still practicing while you were lazy and basking in the sun. Why do you think you can beat him? You also said that he is a little fool.
I think you are a fat fool."
Following the sound of footsteps, an old monk with a clear voice walked out and said something that made the little fat man look ashamed.
Qin Changfeng knew that there was a 90% chance that the yellow-faced old monk was Du Er, but he just glanced at it, lowered his head, took out the carving knife from his arms, and began to stroke the three wooden statues.
He did not carve these three wooden statues one by one, but carved three of them at the same time. Each time a process was completed, another wooden statue was replaced. So now, none of the three wooden statues are really completed, but only the remaining
A few final cuts and you're done.
The appearance of Du'e made Qin Changfeng secretly relieved. In fact, he had planned to give up and find another way out if he couldn't lure him out after completing the wooden statue today.
It's just that at this time, the more you have to stay calm, let alone take the initiative to get close, otherwise all the hard work in the past two years will be in vain. For a senior expert like Du'e, he only believes in his own eyes and
Judgment, the more bland you act, the more discerning he will think you are.
Obviously, everything Qin Changfeng has done in the past two years has fallen into the eyes of the three monks of Du'e, and the record of just beating away the little fat man with one punch finally aroused their interest. After all,
A kid who was only 7 years old and a little silly when driving killed a fat kid of 11 or 12 years old head-on. It cannot be explained by common sense.
Qin Changfeng could turn a blind eye to the appearance of the old monk, but the little fat man did not dare. Although he did not know the seniority of the old monk who suddenly appeared, he was definitely taller than him, so he quickly put his hands together in salute, but Du'e did not
He didn't pay attention to him anymore, but stared at the wooden statue carved by Qin Changfeng's knife, full of surprise.
What surprised the old monk Du'e was naturally not an ordinary thing, because by coincidence, the 5% mutation probability of level 2 basic carving was triggered, and a wooden statue mutated.
"Tip: The wooden statue of the monk you carved has changed. The wooden statue will be able to absorb the surrounding spiritual power and add it to itself, making it look unique."
To be honest, although the mutation has occurred, it is actually of no use, because it has no effect at all in combat. If it were in other places, Qin Changfeng would definitely throw it away without saying a word, but here it is
Shaolin Temple is a place where people believe in Buddhism and worship gods.
After absorbing the spiritual power of the monks, this ordinary wooden statue immediately exuded Buddha nature, as if it had turned into a sitting monk. Although it was still motionless, it gave people a completely different feeling.
It’s different.
Monks are extremely sensitive and religious about this kind of thing. After noticing the changes in the wooden statue, Du'e's old face immediately showed a hint of surprise mixed with awe.
"I once heard that some people are born with wisdom and are born different. If the Buddha reincarnates, I didn't believe it before, but today... I have to believe it. Otherwise, there is no way to explain the matter of the monk statue."
Another burst of footsteps came from the monastery. The speaker was not the yellow-faced old monk Du'e, but a black-faced old monk. There was a white-faced old monk beside him. These two people were naturally Du'e's junior disciples.
Difficulties and overcoming tribulations.
Du Nan glanced at the mutated wooden statue, then looked at Qin Changfeng and sighed: "Every day, I get up at the ugly hour and go down the mountain to carry four buckets of water; I have morning classes at Mao hour, and stand here until lunch at noon; I come here again at noon to suffer.
Practice boxing and kicking, resting at the You hour; carving wooden statues under the starlight and moonlight at the Xu hour, and resting for two hours at the Zi hour. In the past two years, no matter whether it was cold winter, scorching heat, or wind, snow, thunder and rain, there was not a single day's break, and nothing happened...
…Amitabha, such a child makes us ashamed, no wonder he can understand the Buddha nature and carve such a holy object."
Du Jie laughed loudly and said: "It's ridiculous that no one in my Shaolin Temple knows about such a piece of jade. In the end, it can only fall into the eyes of three old monks who have been doing Zen for more than ten years. I have heard that these people also falsely call the Four Great Gods
A monk."
"They are so focused on martial arts, how can they have time to care about this?" Du Nan shook his head, looked at the yellow-faced Du E and said, "Senior brother, this kid looks stupid, but in fact he has wisdom. He is as wise as a fool, which is even more rare.
He is predestined to be with our three brothers and sisters. You see, he doesn’t know that we are in the Zen monastery, and he has never seen us, but he just carved three statues of monks. Isn’t this God’s will?”
The yellow-faced Du'e naturally understood what his junior brother meant, but he still had a thoughtful look in his eyes and did not speak, quietly looking at Qin Changfeng.
As for Qin Changfeng, although he knows that his two years of hard work have reached the most critical moment whether he can succeed, he is very indifferent in both his mood and expression. If I gain something, I will lose my life. He is not certain.
I'm going to hang myself on this tree.
At this time, the white-faced Du Jie also sighed: "I remember that my three brothers were defeated by Yang Dingtian when they were young. I even lost an eye because of this. I have been sitting in meditation for revenge for a long time.
It has been more than ten years, but I still don’t know when the time will come for revenge, and now there is not even a single successor. Isn’t it sad?”
Having said this, the three old monks were all speechless. Both Jianghu and Buddhism attach great importance to inheritance. Without successors, it is like ordinary people who have cut off the incense of their heirs. It is definitely impossible to say that they don't care.
At the same time, Qin Changfeng on the side remained silent. No matter what the three old monks said, he turned a deaf ear and just focused on completing another wooden statue. At this time, he continued to pretend that he was wise and foolish.
In addition, no matter what he said or did, it would be counterproductive, because it would damage the inherent image he had spent two years building in the minds of the three old monks.
But the little fat man was watching anxiously. He knelt down regardless of the cold sound of the floor and clasped his hands together, saying: "Please have mercy on the three masters and accept the little fool... him, because if no one is willing to accept him as a disciple, he
He could only become the lowest-ranking handyman monk, or even be kicked out of the monastery."
"Amitabha, how can I bear to go against God's will since it is fate?" The yellow-faced old monk Duhe finally made a decision. He sighed slightly, showed a kind look, smiled at Qin Changfeng and said: "My child, what do you wish?
Do you want to worship a poor monk as your teacher?"
Qin Changfeng blew the sawdust off the wooden statue's face, neither raising his head nor answering, as if he had not heard the old monk's words at all.
But Du'e instead smiled knowingly, stroked Qin Changfeng's head and said: "From now on, you will be Lao Na's disciple, with the name Kong... Yu, I am the master with the name Du'e, these two are yours
Master Shishu overcomes difficulties and tribulations."
"Amitabha, great benevolent!" He also chanted the Buddha's name when he was going through difficulties and tribulations, and he smiled knowingly.
At this time, Qin Changfeng finally completed the last wooden statue. He put away the carving knife, his face filled with the innocent smile of a child, Kong Yu... The word "Fool" is not important, the important thing is Kong, this is the same as the four great gods.
The name of the monk generation, from now on Hunyuan Pili Shou Yuan will have to respectfully call him uncle when he sees him!
When the three old monks saw him smiling, they thought he was a wooden statue that had been carved for two years and were overjoyed. They did not doubt his presence and asked the little fat man to inform the abbot to officially confirm Qin Changfeng's title.
The little fat man was happy for Qin Changfeng, so he naturally ran to the abbot's room happily...