Chapter 102

The grey monk's clothes are very inconspicuous in the night.

The masked monk uses the eight steps to catch cicadas lightness skill. The whole person is like flying forward one foot from the ground. The speed is amazing.

He was obviously very familiar with the patrol route of the temple guard monks, and often crossed the surveillance area when he was changing.

Soon, he jumped into the dense forest.

Here, the masked monk's tight body was obviously relaxed, and his steps were much lighter.

Before long, he stopped at the intersection of three big trees.

"Black bone, are you there?"

The monk's voice was hoarse and smelly, echoing in the forest.

"Yes."

The shadow behind the tree shook, and a man came out. It was the man in black whom Guo fan had seen a month ago.

He escaped from the siege of Shaolin monks!

But at this time, it is obvious that his situation is not very good. His body is bent, his feet are floating, and his right arm is also shrugged on his side.

A badly injured look.

"Have you got anything?"

The black robed man's tone was short and excited.

"Here we are."

The masked monk snorted coldly, shook his hand and threw out the pill just stolen from Zhenzhuo's room.

"Shaoyang pill, just right for your disease!"

"Thank you."

The man in black stretched out his hand to take the flying pill and gently stroked the porcelain vase, and his tone became much more soothing.

"Monk xuanmie's no phase robbery finger is really extraordinary. I have achieved great success in horizontal martial arts. I can't resist a few records."

"What do you think?"

The masked monk disdained Leng hum, and then said, "thank you. You should thank me well. If I hadn't hidden you that day, would you live to this day?"

"Good."

The man in black nodded.

Although the other party saved him in order not to expose himself, he owed a favor after all.

Then he said slowly, "don't worry. When I go back, I will ask for the antidote for you."

"I hope so."

The masked monk's tone was cold and didn't seem to hold any hope for it.

"Don't lose heart, I'm sure this time."

The man in black put away the pill and said, "I screwed up the previous time. I was almost trapped in a bolt."

"This time, we can make atonement!"

"What do you want to do?"

The masked monk frowned: "I have handed over the eight steps to drive out cicadas and the Dharma of Wei Tuo's palm."

"Don't pester after it is agreed!"

"Hey, hey..."

The black robed man bowed his head and smiled: "you have betrayed Shaolin. What's the meaning of continuing to stay?"

"I know you still have enemies in Xichuan's hometown. If this can be done, my teaching can not only help you change your face and return to the Jianghu."

"Even the head of your enemy can be presented!"

“……”

Although the masked monk didn't say anything, his suddenly tight body betrayed his mood.

"What do you want me to do?"

I have to say that the words of the other party were so tempting that they almost broke his meditation skills of many years of practice.

"It's simple."

The man in Black said slowly, "kill a man!"

"Kill who?"

"A little monk."

"Law number?"

"True wisdom!"

“……”

The masked monk's eyebrows beat, and it took him a long time to bite his teeth and roar: "you're crazy. He's a natural Buddha!"

"Just because he is born with the Buddha heart."

The man in Black said with a smile, "this kind of person is a predetermined congenital expert in the future. Naturally, he should be strangled in the cradle early!"

"Well..."

The masked monk rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I think you have made a mistake. A person born with Buddha's heart is not strong in martial arts. He is close to Buddhism and can easily understand the profound meaning of Buddhist scriptures."

"Shaolin Temple has also seen people born with Buddhist heart, but they may not be able to become congenital experts."

"That's the same."

The tone of the black robed man remained unchanged: "a person who understands Buddhism can command Buddhism all over the world, just like the wisdom of the five ancestors."

"Such a person is more terrible than congenital!"

"It's not that simple."

The masked monk shook his head: "although the Xuanxin monk in the factotum is sloppy, his strength is very terrible, and the Prajna Hall..."

"Hey, even if your sect leader wants to kill people in Prajna hall, he must think twice!"

"There's a chance."

The black robed man laughed strangely: "isn't he still running at both ends of the factotum and Prajna hall?"

"There's one around you. It's really clumsy. You can't handle it if you can't reach Chengdu?"

"Really clumsy strength is not bad."

The masked monk said, "even if I can take him, it's not three moves and two moves. Once I disturb others, I'll be hurt."

"Don't worry."

The man in black looked at him and said, "we'll give you a chance. You just have to grasp it."

"Are you serious?"

The masked monk's body was tight. This time he was really a little anxious: "kill Zhenhui, Shaolin Temple will never let you and me go!"

"Although Shaolin Temple is strong, the world is big. At that time, you and I will change. Who knows we did it?"

The black robed man waved his big hand and said in a deep voice, "you've wanted to get rid of my teaching control for a long time. This is the only chance."

"Once it's done, the leader will promise to set you free and kill your enemies for you!"

"I just ask you, do it or not?"

“……”

The masked monk's eyes twinkled and nodded slowly for a long time.

"Good!"

The man in black looked up to the sky and laughed.

Among the trees, Guo fan frowned, looked at the sky and withdrew quietly to the rear.

The strength of these two people is not weak. He is not sure. Moreover, it is late and it is time to go back.

It seems that Zhenhui needs a "reminder".

…………

The next day.

Prajna hall.

"Your things are missing?"

Xuan Nan, who looked like a middle-aged man, frowned and looked at Zhenzhuo: "what are they?"

"A bottle of Shaoyang pill, and..."

I opened my mouth awkwardly. My face was a little ugly, but I still said honestly: "and the formula of the big tablet smasher I remember."

"Bastard!"

Xuannan opened his eyes and couldn't help roaring: "haven't you learned how to throw a tablet?"

"Why do you keep that thing!"

"Disciple, I'm afraid I'll forget."

Really clumsy and bitter face, hurriedly said: "but don't worry, master, I didn't write a few words."

"That won't work."

Xuannan shook his head with a gloomy face: "external skill is different from internal skill. Even if there are a few missing words, it is generally difficult to cause an impact."

"This matter needs to be reported to the law court. You'll be punished!"

Then he glared at him.

"Master, elder martial brother didn't mean to. Can you let him go?"

One side's really wonderful eyes turned and said at the right time: "in fact, the big tablet throwing hand has been circulating in the market. It is not strictly confidential like Yi Jin Jing and King Kong Bu bad divine skill."

In fact, many of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin are popular in the Jianghu.

Some of them were stolen, but most of them were inherited by Shaolin layman disciples.

This is one of the reasons why Shaolin Temple has so much influence in the Jianghu.

Of course, these can be allowed to spread out, are not the core of the eighteen dharmas.

"Younger martial brother, stop talking."

Zhenzhuo bowed his head and said, "it's my fault. The disciple is willing to be punished and asks the master to bring down the crime!"

"Hum!"

Xuannan snorted coldly and said, "tell me first. It's all those levels. Didn't you write?"

"Yes."

Really clumsy and calm, he said: "the six Qi whirl and the sting of the disk elephant have not been said. There are also two acupoints missing when Qi goes to Shangyang, Erjian, Hegu, Yangxi, Shanglian, shousanli, Quchi..."

"And Yin wrapped feet..."

For a long time, his voice stopped.

Although he is really clumsy and dull, he practices martial arts carefully. He has memorized a skill thousands of times and has already been familiar with it.

"Well."

Xuannan's face was a little slow and nodded gently.

"There are a few minds. If so, you don't have to worry too much about the spread of the skill."

"Well, but it's not a small matter after all. You need to report it to martial uncle Wuding before you make a decision!"

"It's clumsy. You go back to your room and think about it."

"Yes."

Really clumsy, nodded and stepped back slowly.

Yaowang hospital.

Guo fan rarely has leisure. He is narrowing his eyes and silently watching the method of big tablet throwing in his mind.

It's really clumsy to leave a flaw. If you were someone else, even if you could practice, your power would be far inferior to the original.

But he's different!

There was Zhenhui around him. He had heard their teaching at night, and most of the main points were unimpeded.

Even if you can't figure out a few places, just ask one or two with the Buddhist scriptures, and you can get words from Zhenhui's mouth.

An 11-year-old child, innocent and rotten, has no defense against others. How can he be his opponent.

"In the Bodhi hall, there are two bottles of broken barrier pills and three bottles of broken pulse pills, which are divided by Xuanshi, xuanming and Zhenye."

"Dharma hall, nine pills of heart nourishing pill and five bottles of Peiyuan pill."

"In the Sutra Pavilion, martial uncle Wuxin has a bottle of health pill, five Mingmu powder, martial uncle wusheng..."

"True enlightenment!"

"Yes."

Guo fan returned to his senses, put down his Pu fan and trotted to the front.

"You follow senior brother Xuanhang to Prajna hall. You are familiar with it."

Xuankong held the book in his hand and said, "take four Duqi powder, six bottles of Peiyuan bone strengthening pill and one bottle of Tongmai pill..."

"Eh!"

"Really clumsy, don't you want Shaoyang pill? How can you change it into Tongmai pill this time?"

He shook his head and seemed puzzled, but it was a small matter and it was not worth his further study.

"Go!"

"Yes."

Guo Fanying took the pill with a small ticket, and then went to Prajna hall with xuanbei who didn't say a word.

At this time, after more than three months of efforts, he has almost become a member of the Yaowang hospital.

It is mainly used as fire fanning children and medicine delivery children.

Of course, the current identity is still in the factotum. After all, if you are illiterate, you can't go to the medicine King's hospital.

Being illiterate is also good for Guo fan, so he has not shown any ambition at present.

After delivering the pill, seeing that the sky began to darken, he retired from the medicine King's Hospital in advance on the pretext of discomfort.

Then he put on his night clothes and ran towards the road from Prajna hall to the factotum.

On the way.

The face is not worried. Zhenzhuozheng accompanies Zhenhui back.

"Gaga......"

Sharp laughter suddenly sounded from the forest. A dark shadow stretched out, jumped out of the mountain forest and rushed at them from top to bottom.

"The bald donkey of Shaolin Temple, eat me!"

The sound fell, his hands linked, and went straight to Zhenhui.

"Be careful!"

As soon as Zhenzhuo's face changed, his body was immediately across Zhenhui's body and hit him hard in the sky.

Big tablet smasher!

The shadow body was in the air, but it was folded again, and the body circled in another direction like a spirit swallow.

"Hum!"

It's so clumsy and cold. Hum, a wrong step, a circle and a stroke, and hit it out again.

"Good palm technique!"

Guo fan's eyes lit up.

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