He is like a cocoon covered with winter snow, dormant in silence, waiting for the day when he turns his cocoon into a butterfly.
At the same time, not surprisingly, Zhang Ji has been born in Binghuo Island and is about three and a half years old. It is probably less than six years since his family returned to the Central Plains.
At that time, the story of Eternal Dragon Slayer will really kick off. Qin Changfeng sometimes recalls when he should come out of the mountain.
If I remember correctly, it should also be in this year that Ji Xiaofu lost her virginity to Yang Xiao and gave birth to Yang Buhui, which later became another reason to exterminate the old nun and vowed to exterminate the religion …
Speaking of extinction, Qin Changfeng can’t help but think of the girl who came out of the dust like a fairy in the week before Zhou Zhiruo’s blackening. After the blackening, the owner of the week was deep in heart and extraordinary in means. In fact, he could become a very good helper. Unfortunately, it was disgusting to be occupied by Zhang Ji, an indecisive pig.
Of course, don’t say that Miss Zhou is still a little baby, even if it’s not Qin Changfeng, there is no superfluous idea. It’s just a feeling of remembering the good memories when I was a teenager.
Time flies like water. Over the past five years, the Buddhist temple in the pine forest has finally been abandoned, but it is quiet and prosperous. The front yard of Shaolin has formed two extremes, which seem to be forgotten by everyone.
However, since two years ago, there has been a strange drumming in the original silent temple, like a whip hitting the clock.
In fact, there is indeed a whip beating in the monastery, and it is Du E’s three monks, King Kong, who subdue the magic circle. But it is not a clock but a person!
Qin Changfeng is the teenager who squats with his feet whipped and his hands lifted flush with his temples when he breathes.
Entering Shaolin will take ten years to cultivate the indestructible magical power. Qin Changfeng has no speed to cultivate to the fifth floor!
As early as two years ago, the waterfall pressure was not enough for him to practice, and the speed of practice slowed down a little. After several thoughts, he finally came up with the method of transferring the whip of Ersan to exercise and practice.
However, due to Qin Changfeng’s limited endurance, the three old monks restrained their strength.
Three old monks sat around Qin Changfeng in a triangular symmetry. The rope whip in their hands was sometimes as sharp as a poisonous snake and sometimes as strong as a Tianzhu. It struck Qin Changfeng’s big hole from all angles to exercise flesh and blood, and it also stimulated the qi to run and breed.
In addition, there is a fat boy between teenagers and young people who will come with a bucket every half an hour. At this time, the old monk’s whip will take the initiative to give up a fat boy who can pass through the channel and enter Qin Changfeng from this channel, and then pour the hot milky medicine juice in the bucket on Qin Changfeng’s head and then flow all over the body.
Hui Xu, the nickname of fat, is that Xiao Pang hasn’t changed as much as he is lazy in the past few years.
But when Qin Changfeng was his only friend, he became extremely diligent. Every day, he was too tired to sweat, and he would definitely boil five barrels of medicine juice.
After a while, the medicine juice infiltrated into the body, and the black residue was whipped into powder and sprinkled to reveal Qin Changfeng’s raw body again.
"Smell visit three ShiShu this is …"
The speaker is the abbot. When he saw this scene after he entered the Buddhist temple, he was shocked that a teenage monk was being whipped by three uncles. How could he stand it?
"Martial uncle, what’s wrong with the stupid teacher younger brother? It’s better for the poor monk to persuade him first, so the punishment is not too harsh." Although he has a deep heart, he has also refined a compassion through years of Buddhist practice. Even though he rarely comes to this monastery, the stupid teacher younger brother has nothing to pay, but he can’t bear to watch him being drawn to the blood and covered with whip marks.
The three old monks didn’t say anything about crossing the river and crossing the difficulties, but they kept beating Qin Changfeng. Only Du Jie said, "Why don’t you ask him what he thinks first?"
Smell slightly heavy eyebrows, he vaguely noticed a little unusual but couldn’t see what was going on, so he directly asked Qin Changfeng, "Do you have an idea, stupid younger brother?"
Qin Changfeng smiled at him and said four words "sweet"
"What?"
Looking at the shock, Du E finally said faintly, "This is not a punishment, but a practice. You have been here for seven years and you don’t know that your younger brother has now been refined into the fifth floor of King Kong, right?"
It’s hard to catch the whip when the voice falls, adding, "It should be that the fifth floor has achieved great distance and the sixth floor has broken through the mystery."
It took a long time to smell the silent language before he folded his hands and sighed, "Amitabha’s speed is far faster even when he first saw his brother. Fortunately, there are three uncles’ eyes. Otherwise, the poor monk almost buried a piece of jade in Shaolin before the three uncles went to experience the foolish younger brother mountain. It happened that my brother got the news that Zhang Cuishan and Yansusu were missing together with Xie Xun in that year, and both of them had returned to Wudang. The righteous younger brother and others went to Wudang to confront each other. In that year, the Longmen Escort tragedy made the foolish younger brother go together."
After listening to this, Du E replied, "Although I have gradually developed my mind over the years, I have never thought of anything in those years. Don’t be too restrained if I don’t violate morality and prohibition?"
"Brother Province" heard a slight sigh that he really wanted Qin Changfeng to identify Zhang Cuishan face to face, but what Du E said was tantamount to telling him not to force Qin Changfeng to do things.
At this time, Qin Changfeng’s mouth slightly bent. "The Wulin respects the treasure knife and slays the dragon, and the heaven dares not to rely on heaven, and no one can compete … The Jianghu finally wants me to come!"
Chapter seventy-four Day Chang ‘e
It is agreed to leave for Wudang in three days, and then say goodbye to him. After he left, he said to Qin Changfeng, "It’s a foolish saying that it’s better to read thousands of books than to walk behind closed doors in Wan Li Road. Besides, now that you have reached the bottleneck, it’s also half the effort to stay in the temple. Your master and we decided to let you experience this trip in the mountain as well as cultivate your mind."
Du E nodded gently. "I also know that you have always been indifferent and peaceful, but you are younger than us old monks. But we Buddhists pay attention to joining the WTO first and then being born again. You will go to the world of mortals first, see the feud and hatred of the world, and then come back to practice in your life. You will be poor."
At this time, Du Jie also echoed, "Although the magical power of King Kong is not bad, it is stronger as you get to the back, but your five-level skill can also be regarded as a master in the Jianghu with a higher level of monks in the temple. But remember to be careful what you want to do on this trip!"
"My brother was taught and thanked the master and two uncles." Qin Changfeng bowed his head and folded his hands and saluted for ten years. He had long been accustomed to being a fool. If it was not for the rank log, he often showed that he almost forgot his true identity was Qin Changfeng.
It’s jathyapple’s sparse frogs. Two teenagers are watching the moon like a jade plate in the osmanthus tree.
This is the first time in ten years that Qin Changfeng didn’t practice with Hui Xu at this time. This big fat man has been somewhat wrong since he smelled it.
"Little granduncle, do you think the moon really has a moon palace and Chang ‘e?" Fat mouth suddenly look stupid eyes blurred asked
"It’s not longing for love, is it?" Qin Changfeng muttered to himself and gave him a strange look. At the age of 17, he really has the strongest desire and energy, which is commonly known as that monks are human when they are in estrus. This nature is rooted and cannot be violated.
"Maybe, maybe, maybe. Who can say for sure before going to see it?" Qin Changfeng didn’t want to break a teenager’s beautiful fantasy and sighed, "What’s the matter with you today?"
Hui Xu turned to look at him and said seriously, "Are we best friends?"
Qin Changfeng corners of the mouth muscle twitched a then gently nodded.
Hui Xu smiled at this and said, "I can only speak my mind with you. In fact, I don’t want to stay in Shaolin Temple at all, let alone be a monk! When I was a child, I heard people say that the heroes were envious when they fought the sword in the Jianghu. I wanted to live like this when I grew up, but then my family was so poor that my parents sent me to Shaolin Temple to spare a bite for my brothers and sisters … A few years ago, they would come to see me, but they haven’t been here for four years recently and I don’t know what happened to them … "
His mood gradually became depressed. Looking at Qin Changfeng, his eyes suddenly showed envy. Then he said, "I don’t have three ancestors as masters like you, and I don’t have people like you who can practice martial arts. The only thing I can do is cook. At most, I will stay in the kitchen for a generation like my master."