After agreeing to set off for Wudang in three days, Kong Wen said goodbye and left. After he left, Du Nan smiled and said to Qin Changfeng: "Kong Yu, there is a saying that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Working behind closed doors will not last long. Besides, you
Now that you have reached a bottleneck in your practice of the indestructible power of Vajra, continuing to stay in the temple and practice emptiness will be half the effort, so your master and we have decided to let you go down the mountain to practice. This trip is not only a practice, but also a cultivation of the mind."
Du'e nodded lightly and said: "As my teacher, I also know that you have always been indifferent and peaceful. Although you are young, you are more indifferent to worldly affairs than some of us old monks. However, we in Buddhism pay attention to entering the world first and then rebirth, so you will go first.
After traveling around the mortal world and seeing all the grudges and hatreds in this world, and then coming back to practice, it will be of infinite benefit to you in this life."
At this time, Du Jie also echoed: "Although the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill becomes stronger as you go to the back, your fifth-level skill can still compete with that of the Yuanzi monks in the temple, and you can barely be called a master in the world.
, but no matter what you want to do on this trip, remember to stick to your heart!"
"Disciple has been taught. I would like to thank the master and the two uncles." Qin Changfeng bowed his head and clasped his hands in salute. At the end of ten years, he has long been accustomed to being an empty fool. If it were not for the frequent reminders in the military rank log, he would almost have died.
He forgot that his true identity was Qin Changfeng.
It was night, with the moon and stars sparse and frogs croaking incessantly. Two teenagers stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, looking at the jade plate-like moon in the sky.
This is the first time in ten years that Qin Changfeng has not practiced at this time. In order to accompany Huixu, a fat man, since Kong Wen left, his mood has obviously been wrong.
"Uncle Junior Master, do you think there is really a Moon Palace and Chang'e on the moon?" The fat man suddenly spoke and asked with a confused look on his face.
"Isn't this boy in love with spring?" Qin Changfeng murmured to himself and gave him a strange look. At this age of seventeen or eighteen, desire and energy are indeed the strongest, which is also commonly known as the time when a monk is in heat.
We are human beings, and this kind of nature cannot be violated at all.
"Maybe there is, maybe there is not. Who can say for sure before I go up and take a look?" Qin Changfeng didn't want to break a young man's beautiful fantasy, so he sighed: "What happened to you today?"
Huixu turned to look at him and said seriously: "Are we best friends?"
The muscles at the corners of Qin Changfeng's mouth twitched, and then he nodded slightly.
Huixu smiled happily when he saw this, and then said: "I can only speak my mind to you. In fact, I don't want to stay in the Shaolin Temple at all, let alone become a monk! When I was a child, I heard those storytellers say that heroes fight.
Sword Jianghu, when I was happy with my grudges, I was extremely envious, and I just wanted to wait until I grew up to live like this before I would be happy. But later, my family was too poor to open the pot, and I had a big appetite, so my parents sent me to the Shaolin Temple.
Come, so that I can spare a ration for my brothers and sisters... They would come to see me a few years ago, but they haven't been here for the past four years, and I don't know how they are doing..."
His mood gradually became depressed, and his eyes suddenly showed envy when he looked at Qin Changfeng, and he continued in a low voice: "Unlike you, I not only have three ancestors as my masters, but I also don't have someone like you who is unmatched."
The only thing I can use my talent for martial arts is cooking. At most, I will spend the rest of my life in the kitchen like my master."
Fatty, your failure in martial arts is not due to talent, but to laziness!
Qin Changfeng sighed secretly in his heart. This is what most people think. They always think that they are not as good as others because their parents have congenitally affected them. It is true that talent exists, but it is not a universal excuse. Qin
If Changfeng hadn't practiced twenty hours a day, day after day, ten years was comparable to other people's twenty or thirty years of hard work, how could he have reached the state he is in today?
Of course, most people in this world are ordinary people. Qin Changfeng never thought about preaching to Huixu. He just didn't want to see this child who he had known for ten years be so depressed, so he sighed: "Don't you
It's suitable for Shaolin Temple. Your parents shouldn't send you up the mountain... Do you want to go down the mountain for a walk?"
Huixu's eyes lit up and he said, "Can you take me down the mountain?"
Qin Changfeng nodded and said: "I'll go talk to the abbot, and let you go to Wudang with us. There should be no problem."
"Disciple, thank you so much, uncle!" Hui Xu was so happy that he almost jumped up and gave Qin Changfeng a serious disciple ceremony for the first time.
After a while, the fat man happily went back to pack his things. Qin Changfeng looked up at the long night alone and began to think about what happened after going down the mountain.
After going down the mountain this time, he did not plan to return to Shaolin in the short term. Now it was time to solve the problem of the mutated alien embryo egg, and it was also time to find the Nine Yang Magic.
Even if he doesn't practice it when he comes to this world, he must see the Nine Yang Divine Art, otherwise, for him, his experience in this world will be incomplete.
There are also Heavenly Sword and Dragon-Slaying Knife. What level of equipment are they? Unfortunately, I don’t have enough food left. Even if I get all these good things, I won’t have enough trial points to exchange them for real scrolls.
Also...is there Chang'e on the moon?
In the past, Qin Changfeng did not believe in science, but now Qin Changfeng believes in myths more... Sooner or later, I will definitely go up there and have a look!
At this moment, an ordinary person issued an extraordinary wish, but it stirred up a small wave in the long river of time and space, and gradually spread...
Three days later, Shaolin Abbot Kong Wen, his junior brothers Kong Zhi and Kong Xing, led dozens of disciples out of Shaolin and headed south to Wudang. The lineup was unprecedentedly powerful.
In name, it was to celebrate Zhang Sanfeng's 100th birthday, but in reality it had other purposes. The first was to end the tragedy of the Longmen Escort Agency, and the second was to find the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun and the dragon-slaying knife in his hand.
The supreme king of martial arts, slaying dragons with precious swords, commands the world, no one dares to disobey!
This sentence has been spread in the martial arts world for decades. Everyone in the martial arts world is eyeing the dragon-slaying knife. Even the righteous masters like Shaolin Temple are not exempt from vulgarity. The monks do not necessarily want to dominate the martial arts world, but they do not want to see others get the dragon-slaying knife.
After the sword cracks the secret, it is certain that it will force the Shaolin side in turn.
Therefore, such a strong lineup was sent out this time. Except for the dead Kong Jian, the other three of the four great monks, Wen Wen Zhi Xin, actually went there without a break.
On the way, Qin Changfeng held a rosary in his right hand and held a Zen staff in his left hand, walking side by side with Kong Wen. This was the first time that a "high monk" of his Kong generation appeared openly in front of many Shaolin disciples. Everyone was both curious and shocked.
, especially Yuan Xin, was speechless for several days. Back then, he wanted to accept Qin Changfeng as his disciple, but how could he have imagined that he would become his uncle now?
