The current level of Maifan has doubled compared to the previous level eight, and it has become like this:
Player: Mai Fan Game name: Liao Fan, occupation: Buddhist monk
Basic attributes:
Strength:3.2
Agility:5
Intelligence:15
Physical strength: 3.5
Skills: Martial Arts (only the highest level): Skanda Palm (Mastery)
Spiritual skills: My Buddha’s Compassion: Use the Buddhist Way to influence the enemy’s judgment and guide the opponent’s behavior.
A light flashed in Mai Fan's eyes. At his current level, he could even compete with the backbone of Bodhidharma Hall among the Shaolin monks without the support of cards.
If this special skill after level ten is added, he can be regarded as a second-rate master in the world.
Good!
Mai Fan felt very happy, and the young senior brother who helped him get rice and porridge also returned.
He placed the porridge and side dishes neatly in front of Mai Fan, and then handed a pair of bamboo chopsticks to Mai Fan's hands.
"Junior brother, please eat quickly. When you recover, the acting abbot now wants to see you."
Mai Fan understood what the other party wanted just after thinking about it.
He said "good" and planned to fill his stomach first. After all, the qi and blood bar on the top of his head would slowly increase with the replenishment of food.
He is not yet at full health. Even if the crisis in Shaolin is temporarily lifted, he still has to be careful about unexpected surprises.
After eating this bowl of porridge, Mai Fan's blood volume exceeded half of normal.
He packed all his belongings and held the red pill he got from the ruined temple in his hand. Then he got down from the bed and said to his younger brother: "I'm ready. Take me to see the acting host."
"It will take a long time to recuperate, but the master must have something important to do with me, right?"
Mai Fan's guess was right. After he arrived in the quiet room, he was left alone to talk by the acting host.
"Wuhua wants to see you."
"Don't worry, his martial arts has been temporarily blocked by the elders."
"While you are talking, the master of Bodhidharma Hall will be waiting outside the door."
"Master Nephew Liao Fan, don't worry about your personal safety. Shaolin Temple will definitely protect you."
Mai Fan surreptitiously glanced at the progress bar of his main mission, Wu Hua: The mission of the Shaolin Champion has indeed made huge progress.
Now the progress bar about Wuhua has reached 67%.
There is only one last item left, which is probably the key to Wuhua's meeting with him.
When Mai Fan thought of this, he naturally agreed.
He was handed over to the elders of Bodhidharma Hall by the host, and walked to the solitary punishment courtyard in the back hill of Shaolin Temple.
In this courtyard, which few people go to, are imprisoned many criminals from the Shaolin Temple, as well as famous criminals with the most heinous crimes in the world.
These people were suppressed by the monks of Shaolin Temple and were inspired by Buddhist scriptures every day.
One day, if you can put down your butcher's knife, you will 100% convert to me, Buddha, and become a disciple of Shaolin Temple.
It's just that the people who haven't walked out from here are still fierce and bloody people.
Normal monks are never allowed to set foot in this area.
Now Mai Fan, led by the elders of Bodhidharma Hall, came to the depths of this courtyard.
In a relatively clean room, I went to meet the very stubborn Wuhua.
"I heard you want to see me?"
Sitting in this small room, Wuhua is still the same Wuhua.
He smiled as calmly as when he first met Mai Fan, but Mai Fan saw boundless anger in his eyes.
"Yes, I want to see you, and I want to ask how you know my life experience."
Mai Fan also smiled. He sat across from Wu Hua and pointed at his head: "What if I said that I was born knowing it?"
"Have you heard from other brothers and sisters in the temple about my origin?"
"In Huichang Temple, a young monk who had been foolish for more than ten years understood everything once he woke up."
"Otherwise, the young monk's senior brother has already become the abbot of Huichang Temple, and my somewhat miraculous reputation has followed him."
"Why did I come to Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts?"
"My senior brother just thinks that I shouldn't be trapped in such an ordinary temple."
"So I know who you are and who all the weird people in the Shaolin Temple are. Isn't it surprising?"
Mai Fan also felt strange: "I told the abbot everything I knew, including your wolfish ambitions."
"But why don't you admit it? After all, after this incident, the people in Shaolin Temple will definitely not let you stay in Shaolin again, right?"
"Do you think if you leave Shaolin, your martial arts skills will also be disabled?"
"For a proud person like you, if you lose the kung fu that you are proud of, your life will be worse than death."
Wuhua also laughed when he heard this. He leaned on the table and laughed so hard that he slapped the table. When Mai Fan felt very puzzled, he suddenly jumped in front of Mai Fan and said to Mai Fan in a voice as small as a mosquito.
Speaking of: "You know what?"
"I have discovered several strange young monks in the temple before."
Wuhua pointed at his head: "The way they look at me is somewhat similar to the way you look at me."
"It's just that you are different from them. You don't flatter me or please me. You even want to surpass me..."
"I'm sure you are much better than those people who just hang around me like dogs and have no dignity."
"That's why I didn't kill you like I did before."
"Tell me, Junior Brother Liaofan, do you owe me a favor for not killing him?"
Mai Fan was shocked by Wu Hua's words and had to exert great control on the muscles on his face to prevent him from losing control.
But he must not admit it with his mouth. Not only can he not but also must give an appropriate counterattack: "What? Brother Wuhua, what are you talking about?"
"There is only one extraordinary person in this world, just like there is only one Wuhua."
"And since senior brother has met many people similar to me, wouldn't your secret have been known to countless people for a long time?"
"How can it be possible for me to expose it again?"
The more Mai Fan acted like this, the more interesting Wu Hua found it. He continued to slap the table: "That's not because they are not like you, who directly turned Shaolin upside down."
"They all try to hide their secrets in order to gain the greatest benefit."
"Also, do you know why they were killed so easily by me?"
"That's because they don't seem to worry about the consequences of failure at all."
"I always feel that by threatening me, they can achieve their own goals and use me as a springboard to become the most important person in the Shaolin Temple."
"As everyone knows, the more concealed and purposeful they are, the easier it will be for me to do things."
"I also discovered something interesting. If I kill people like you..."