Opening Sign to Shaolin Abbot

　　 Early the next morning, Xuan Xin walked out of the Buddhist room and looked at the four or five rooms that had not been repaired.

　　 and the dilapidated little courtyard.

　　 can't help but think, just wait for the abbot's monastery to show up.

　　Because there are two jade slips: Abbot Monastery and Zongmen Construction: Monk Monastery, Xuanxin has no plans to repair these old and dilapidated rooms.

　　 don't need it.

　　 When the Abbot Monastery and the Monk Monastery were established, these dilapidated rooms were directly overthrown.

　　 Be a demolition household.

　　 To be honest, how does Xuan Xin look at these dilapidated houses now feel unpleasant.

　　 Look at the magnificent majestic and majestic Hall on the side, and then look at the nine-story majestic Bell and Drum Tower.

　　 These old temples are just like urban villages that have not yet been demolished next to the CBD in the city center.

　　 has affected the appearance of Temple Rongji too much.

　　 "There is also a Buddhist scripture pavilion, it is best to be placed in that location."

　　 Now in Shaolin Temple, Xuanxin has reserved the vacant lot in Xuanxin, and it has long-term consideration.

　　 So in the future, even more sects will be built.

　　 There is no need to worry about unreasonable construction planning.

　　 "Master, breakfast is ready."

　　 "Senior Brother Wutian, still in the Great Hall of the Great Heroes, practicing in retreat, Wu Neng is still in the Bell and Drum Tower and has been practicing Zen.

　　 Over sixty years old, the aging Wuzhen stood respectfully by Xuanxin and reported the basic situation of Shaolin today.

　　 "Wu Tian is still practicing in retreat?"

"I went to see."

　　 Xuan Xin couldn't help being surprised. His second disciple, Wu Tian, ​​a five-year-old boy just stepped into the martial arts yesterday.

　　Unexpectedly, I spent a day and night in retreat in the Daxiong Hall.

　　 immediately stepped towards the Daxiong Hall, only to see Wu Tian's small body at this time, and the expression on his face sitting in front of the golden Buddha statue with an extremely serious expression.

　　 Endless aura, coming in from the breath of the enlightened sky, after a few big and small weeks, it transforms into an extremely strong internal force that is just to yang and is stored in the dantian.

　　 There is also a quite not weak body-protecting breath lingering around the whole body.

　　 "The day after tomorrow, triple!"

　　 Xuan Xin was shocked when she saw it, and couldn't help exclaiming.

　　 He didn't expect that Wu Tian only stepped into the martial arts yesterday, and he broke through the acquired triple level after one day of retreat and practice.

　　 only one day!

　　Do you know what the time of day is? In the day after tomorrow, Xuan Gang spent a year, Xuan Yuan spent three years, and Xuan Xin spent more than ten years mediocre.

　　Of course, it also has it. Tongzi Gong is too unremarkable, and it can't be compared with the top-level internal Gongzi Buddhism.

　　 But Xuan Xin is not surprised by Wu Tian's martial arts talent!

　　 This kind of talent is as terrible as a monster!

　　 "The day after tomorrow is threefold, the younger brother, he just..."

　　 Gozen beside him, with an aging body, couldn't help shaking his whole body, and his eyes were full of horror.

　　 I felt sour in my heart.

　　 is also a direct disciple of the abbot. He Wuzhen is still a direct disciple, but he can only practice basic martial arts and basic techniques.

　　 barely had the martial arts strength of the acquired first layer.

　　 Junior Brother Wu Tian, ​​it took only one day to leave him, the Senior Brother, far behind him.

　　 Moreover, Wutian's martial arts aptitude is so terrible that Wuzhen feels desperate. When he breaks through the second layer of the acquired day, it is estimated that this enchanting junior has already broken through the innate.

　　 has always been old-fashioned and respectful, and he has always been enlightened by the rules. At this moment, his mentality is also unstable. This kind of pressure stems from his being the abbot's first follower.

　　 Three generations of disciples, he is the first to realize that, and the enchanting talent of Wutian directly makes his mood on the verge of collapse.

　　 And that kind of desperate collapse.

　　 "Wuzhen, you have your good fortune, and you have your chance."

　　 "Don't take pictures for this."

　　Xuanxin felt the emotional change that was surging in his heart, the dying big disciple Wuzhen beside him.

　　 immediately guessed what Wuzhen was thinking.

　　 After all, compared with Goten, Gozen is incomparable regardless of his age or martial arts aptitude.

　　 "Yes, the disciple has taken pictures."

　　 Gozen trembled all over, his eyes gleamed with pure kindness, and he returned to the old monk's posture of Gujing Wubo.

　　 The mentality has stabilized again.

　　 "Your chance lies in the stone stele at the mountain gate. Don't look at yourself lightly."

　　 "You will also have great opportunities and great luck in the future."

　　 After thinking for a while, Xuan Xin finally mentioned a few words about the truth, you are a horrible old man who is over 60 years old.

　　 What is the martial arts qualification of a five-year-old boy who compares with Goten?

　　 Isn’t this a bit of a horn?

　　 Gozen itself possesses great luck, and in terms of gas luck alone, it doesn’t lose to Goten at all.

　　 The nine-story gold pagoda in the golden light of Qi Luck, although I still don’t know what opportunities and good fortune Wuzhen has next to the mountain gate stone stele.

　　 But relying on his set of Arhat fists, he violently beat the nine elders of the Demon Cult.

　　 Such a sturdy record is not something that Wu Tian can achieve within a few years.

　　 People must always maintain self-confidence. You can't always compare your shortcomings with the strengths of others, and then draw the conclusion that you are nothing.

　　 You have your strengths, and you have your strengths, which no one else can do.

　　 "Thanks to Master for teaching."

　　 Gozen has a serious face, a flash of confidence flashes in his eyes, and his inner peace is restored.

　　 Just now, his heart turned to Wu Tian, ​​a little junior.

　　 gave birth to jealousy...

this is too scary…….

　　 "Amitabha."

　　 announced the Buddha's name, and Xuan Xin couldn't help but nodded, Wu Zhen's old master is serious about being his protégé.

　　 is still very suitable.

　　 At this moment, Wu Tian, ​​who was sitting crouched in front of the golden Buddha statue, opened his eyes, and in his pure eyes, the wisdom of heaven became agile and extraordinary.

　　 "Master, hee hee hee..."

　　 Seeing Xuan Xin, the master he relied on was by his side, Wu Tian immediately got up and ran toward Xuan Xin happily.

　　 Pulling this mysterious monk's clothes~www.wuxiahere.com~ The little fellow Goten is inexplicably joyful, and the little novice monk is so innocent.

　　 "Go, have breakfast."

　　 Xuan Xin, with joy in his heart, took Wu Tian's little hand and walked out of the Daxiong Hall.

　　 and Wuzhen followed him step by step.

　　 In the room, Xuan Yuan Xuan Gang had been waiting for a long time. After Xuan Xin sat down and moved his chopsticks, everyone began to sit down and eat.

　　 After eating breakfast, Xuan Xin stood in the yard, looking at the top of the mountain in the distance, watching the beautiful scenery of the clouds.

　　 The mind opened up suddenly.

　　 "Master, hee hee hee..."

　　 The little fellow Goten, chased after breakfast, stood beside him and pulled his monk's clothes.

　　 agile, innocent, happy.

　　 Goten: "Master, there is wind."

　　Xuanxin: "Yeah."

　　 "Master, the wind blows from the mountain to the field, from the field to the forest, isn't it tired?"

　　 "Tired, but the wind cannot stop."

　　 "Why? Master, can you let the wind stop and rest?"

　　 "Of course not, it disappears as soon as the wind stops."

　　 "Huh? Fortunately... the disciple is not the wind..."

　　…………

　　……

　　 The breeze between the mountains is blowing the monk clothes of the master and apprentice, watching the clouds surge on the top of the mountain in the distance.

　　 The teacher and the disciple asked and answered each other, and they actually showed a sense of Zen.

"correct……"

　　 "Woneng, how did I forget him."

　　Xuanxin looking at the scenery, only then did he think of Shaolin's tools to hit the clock, and people enlightened him.

　　 This hard work has also been enlightened for a day.

　　 And people have not eaten yet.

　　 The abbot, he didn't even say, go and take a look.