Chapter Five Hundred and Twentieth Eight, True Temperament

Send a chapter! Pindao first declares that the names used in this book are fictitious, and the world is also a mirror world of the earth. If there is any similarity, it is really a coincidence, and there is no dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

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The next moment, Shi Yanzhen's eyes widened.

I saw that Wei Xiaobei neither approached nor made any gestures, walked to the bottom of the cliff, kicked his legs lightly, and then turned into a black shadow, quickly climbing towards the top.

Isn't this speed too fast?

In fact, Wei Xiaobei didn't even activate the freedom of walking at this time, and reached this speed only by relying on physical strength.

For Wei Xiaobei, climbing a cliff couldn't be easier.

When the power reaches a certain level and can be controlled, many things that are inconceivable in the eyes of ordinary people can be easily done.

To say that Shi Yanzhen's lightness kung fu is really good, the lightness kung fu he practiced is called the ancient ape kung fu, and it's easy to go over mountains and mountains after practicing it to the depths.

But no matter what he said at this time, he was only a master of dark energy. Seeing Wei Xiaobei's speed, he lost his mind for a moment and let go of his hands.

When he woke up with a start, his body had already fallen rapidly towards the bottom.

Falling from a height of more than thirty meters, not to mention the gravel below, the impact alone is enough to seriously injure Shi Yanzhen.

Waking up, Shi Yanzhen hastily stretched out his hands, but during the rapid fall, even if his hands clasped the stone, the stone, which has been weathered for countless years, could not bear the force of the hands and the fall, and then shattered by itself Come.

Even Shi Yanzhen pushed his body away from the cliff with too much force.

Dead!

Shi Yanzhen couldn't help but his heart darkened, the sound of the wind was stirring in his ears, falling down, he would be disabled even if he didn't die!

But at this moment, Shi Yanzhen heard the sound of the wind around him pause, and then felt the body that was falling rapidly pause, and grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and a voice came: "Be careful!"

after. Shi Yanzhen felt dizzy for a while, and his body lifted up quickly.

Shi Yanzhen couldn't care less about the inadvertently falling gravel hitting his body.

After a short while, Shi Yanzhen felt his eyes light up. But he had already reached the cliff, and then let go of the hand that grabbed his shoulder.

"Master Yanzhen, being distracted is not a good thing."

A slightly familiar voice came, and Shi Yanzhen, who was a little confused, came back to his senses.

Yes, I fell down just now. It was Wei Xiaobei who rescued him.

Looking at the smiling Wei Xiaobei, Shi Yan felt ashamed for a while, thinking about his previous thoughts, and sighed softly: "Amitabha, my little monk has thanked Donor Wei, my teacher is here, and I would like to ask Donor Wei to follow me." Come here, little monk."

Undoubtedly, Wei Xiaobei's action completely dispelled the faint arrogance in the other party's heart, making the other party's self-proclaimed poor monk directly become a small monk.

This cliff is about hundreds of meters high, and after climbing up, there is an open space paved with bluestone slabs. There are some footprints of different shades printed on it, and some weapons, stone locks and so on are placed beside it.

It seems that this place should be a martial arts training ground.

Thinking about it, there are so many tourists in Shaolin Temple, if the Dharma Hall's martial arts practice place is not located in a slightly remote place, how can monks have time to practice martial arts? They are all disturbed by tourists, and if a group of curious little girls come, I am afraid that Bodhidharma Hall will become a psychological counseling center.

A circle of courtyard walls surrounded the edge of the open space, passing through a classical Chinese arched gate, a small courtyard planted with pines and cypresses appeared in front of Wei Xiaobei.

There is a stone table in the courtyard. Stone chair, an old monk is sitting on the stone chair, slowly drinking tea.

"Master, Master Wei has invited you."

See that old monk. Shi Yanzhen hurried forward to report.

The old monk lowered his brows, looked at Shi Yanzhen and couldn't help but sighed, how could he not know that Shi Yanzhen hit the wall in front of Wei Xiaobei, just the dejected look on his face.

"Amitabha, Master Wei is here, forgive the poor monk for not being far away to welcome him."

The old monk turned his gaze to Wei Xiaobei. said with a smile.

Regarding this, Wei Xiaobei didn't feel anything. In terms of status and age, he couldn't compare to him. He was the host of the Dharma Academy of Shaolin Temple. If he was a senior in martial arts, even his master would have to hold the discipleship ceremony in front of the other party.

"Bajiquan Wei Xiaobei has seen the mage."

Wei Xiaobei respectfully bowed his fists to the old monk.

After the two parties greeted each other, the old monk immediately invited Wei Xiaobei to sit down and drink tea.

To be honest, Wei Xiaobei has read a lot of such plots in martial arts novels, so he is not restrained. He just sits down, picks up a cup of tea and tastes it, his brows are not wrinkled, but he feels a little upset in his heart. What kind of tea, I guess it was made from tea powder.

By the way, isn’t Shaolin Temple quite rich? Why is hospitality so shabby?

Not to mention Wei Xiaobei's complaints, after seeing Wei Xiaobei sitting down, Shi Yanzhen asked the old monk to face the cliff and face the wall to think for a year, the reason was that he despised Wei Xiaobei in his heart before .

Hearing Shi Yanzhen's words, Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but smile wryly. This Shi Yanzhen is too real. Such words are hidden in his heart, but he actually said them all, which makes himself a bit embarrassed.

"Master, Yanzhen is not a mistake, so he doesn't need to be punished?"

At this moment, Wei Xiaobei had to stop talking, otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.

"Punishment for non-poor monks, clear mind and nature, Yanzhen, you can realize this on your own, and I am very pleased as a teacher."

The old monk's expression didn't change at all, his eyes were fixed on the tea in his hand, but Wei Xiaobei couldn't understand what he said, but of course he seemed to be able to understand it.

But having said that, Wei Xiaobei could also sense that Shi Yanzhen's aura had changed after he asked to go to the cliff, some hardness disappeared, and he appeared much softer, as if he was about to break through.

This surprised Wei Xiaobei a little.

This Shaolin martial arts is really different.

Shaolin monks not only need to practice martial arts for the purpose of protecting the Dharma, but also learn Buddhist principles. Therefore, many Shaolin martial arts are connected with Buddhist principles.

After Shi Yanzhen made this decision, like what is said in martial arts novels, he understood, and then his martial arts attainments increased accordingly.

It seems that the Sutra Pavilion in Shaolin Temple should be visited?

Wei Xiaobei vaguely sensed that this Shaolin Temple should be his blessed land, and the harvest may be much more than those of the previous sects.

As soon as Shi Yanzhen left, the old monk thanked Wei Xiaobei a few words, after all, Wei Xiaobei saved Shi Yanzhen's life anyway.

Wei Xiaobei is not the kind of honest person who can be dismissed with a few words of thanks.

"The Shaolin Temple is in charge of the martial arts horns. I have admired the Shaolin Temple for a long time. I heard that there are many martial arts secret books in the Sutra Pavilion of your temple. I wonder if I can let the boy go in and have a look?"

Wei Xiaobei flattered him first, then got straight to the point.

Hearing Wei Xiaobei's words, the old monk frowned immediately, and after a long time, just when Wei Xiaobei thought that the other party was silently declining, the old monk said: "The Sutra Pavilion is the most important place in the monastery, even if the monastery Disciples had no choice but to enter without permission."

If another person listened to this, he would think that the old monk rejected his request.

But this remark fell into Wei Xiaobei's ears, which made him happy.

Often such words are just foreshadowing, and the focus is on the subsequent turning point.

Wei Xiaobei immediately lifted his spirits, thinking about what conditions the other party would propose.

After all, even if Wei Xiaobei came to sit in the opponent's seat, it was impossible for him to randomly let people into such an important school as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"However, for the sake of the benefactor saving Yanzhen once, if one thing can be done, how about the old monk put on his old face and ask the host of the scripture hall to let the benefactor enter the scripture pavilion for three days?"

Just as Wei Xiaobei expected, the old monk's words then took a turn.

"Three days?"

Wei Xiaobei frowned. Although he had a high learning attribute, coupled with the ability to read ten lines at a glance, he could read books extremely fast, but there were more than thousands of books in the Sutra Pavilion, and it would take him a week to finish them.

"Three days are too short. I'm afraid the boy may not be able to finish a book. How about a month?"

Wei Xiaobei grimaced, didn't ask anything at all, but complained to the old monk.

"January? The benefactor is joking. In just these three days, the poor monk has to spend a lot of energy. After all, this violates the regulations of the monastery. Well, how about a week?"

Seeing Wei Xiaobei's appearance, the old monk knew that if he didn't give way, it might not be possible to complete this matter, so it took another four days.

After that, no matter how much Wei Xiaobei begged, the old monk was unwilling to do more.

This is also normal, if it was Master Wei Xiaobei, outsiders who came to borrow the secret books of Bajiquan would probably have to spend a lot of time, and there must be no more.

Seeing this, Wei Xiaobei didn't say any more, but changed the topic to the old monk's request.

But what the old monk said next made Wei Xiaobei a little dumbfounded.

It turned out that this old monk wanted to ask Wei Xiaobei to go to the Gray Realm to save someone!

To be honest, when Wei Xiaobei heard this, he wanted to kill him immediately.

Well, after calming down, Wei Xiaobei admitted that he was a little impulsive.

But the other party actually knew his secret, which really made Wei Xiaobei a little unable to calm down, as if a person was suddenly told that his own father was not his own father, but the old Wang next door.

Well, the analogy is a bit off, but the excitement is all the same.

Wei Xiaobei thought about it, and his mood calmed down a lot.

It's very simple, although there are few people entering the gray world, it's not uncommon, and it's normal for a temple as big as Shaolin Temple to have a few people entering the gray world, so it's normal for the old monk to know about it.

The only thing that surprised Wei Xiaobei was that this old monk believed that he could enter the gray world, which required considerable wisdom to be able to conclude.

Is this really his understanding?

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei didn't hesitate at all, and immediately opened his eyes behind the sunglasses.

Bowen Strong Knowledge Launched!

Afterwards, the attribute list of the old monk in front of Wei Xiaobei appeared in his sight.

But the next moment, Wei Xiaobei, who had seen the opponent's attribute table clearly, was a little dumbfounded. (To be continued.)