The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

"Shaoyang Kungfu, sense of qi..." Xiao Xun yearned for it.

Soon.

Xiao Xun and Huizhen were exhausted.

The peak of five breasts is not ordinary high.

"Uncle, why don't you take a break?" Huizhen looked eagerly at the monk in yellow who was walking in front.

"I'm walking slowly enough."

The yellow-clothed monk looked back at Xiao Xun and Huizhen, and said, "You can't even hold on to this path, and you still want to learn Shaolin's miraculous skills?"

With that said, he continued to walk up on his own.

However, the speed was slower.

Xiao Xun and Huizhen could only keep up.

When Bodhidharma reached the top of the peak, both of them were so tired that their faces were covered with sweat.

Exhausted, not wanting to move.

Bodhidharma faces the wall hole, which is ten meters below the peak of the middle peak of Wuru Peak in Shaolin.

Legend has it that at the beginning of Shaolin's establishment, the founder of Shaolin, Bodhidharma, lived in this cave for nine years and created [-] kinds of Shaolin stunts.

With the passage of time, Bodhidharma's face-wall hole gradually became a place for Shaolin disciples to repent.

On the right side of Bodhidharma's face wall cave, there is a Buddhist monastery called Chuzuzhai. The monks in charge of responding to Bodhidharma's face wall cave all live in Chuzuzhai.

The place Xiao Xun and Huizhen are going to is actually Chuzu Zhai.

The monk in yellow led the two of them into Chuzuzhai.

"From now on, you will live here."

When they came to the courtyard, the monk in yellow said something casually.

Xiao Xun and Hui Zhen looked at the courtyard curiously.

All around the courtyard are meditation rooms.

In the courtyard, the most eye-catching thing is the rows of wooden racks for drying clothes, and most of the wooden racks are white monk clothes.

Besides.

There is also a big linden tree and an ancient well in the courtyard.

A young monk in white robes came over with a large yellow package on his back.

"Uncle Master." The young monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the yellow-clothed monk.

The monk in yellow nodded and ordered: "Before you leave, you should settle them down first."

"it is good."

The young monk looked at Xiao Xun and Huizhen, and asked with a smile, "Which of you can read?"

"I."

Xiao Xun opened his mouth and said.

"You come with me first." The young monk led Xiao Xun to a meditation room on the north side of the courtyard.

Xiao Xun took a look and found that above the Zen gate of this Zen room, there was a small plaque with three large characters on it:

storage room.

"This is the room where the belongings of the punished monks are stored."

The young monk introduced, "From now on, this place will be under your control. Every monk who is punished must entrust his belongings here before entering the Dharma-faced cave, and you will be responsible for counting and taking care of it.

The key to the door is at Master Xuanku's uncle. Every morning you go to pick up the key after the early fast, and return the key before the late fast in the evening. "

"Do you have to watch it every day?"

Xiao Xun asked.

Isn't this a warehouse manager?

"No need." The young monk laughed, "Most of the monks who came to be punished came on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year.

Also, when the monks leave, you have to be here and return their belongings. "

"Thank you, brother."

Xiao Xun thanked him and heaved a sigh of relief.

As an administrator here, I still have a lot of free time.

Afterwards, the young monk began to explain Huizhen again.

Huizhen's work is also very simple: delivering meals!

Deliver food to the punished monk facing the wall hole.

Finally, the young monk led Xiao Xun and Huizhen to another meditation room and said, "This is where you two live."

Xiao Xun looked around and found that there were six beds in this room, three of which had bedding on them.

Obviously, there were three other people living in this room.

that's it.

Xiao Xun completely settled down in Shaolin Temple.

After making the bed and putting away the clothes, Xiao Xun and Huizhen took off their monk shoes and lay down on the bed.

The fatigue of mountain climbing hit me all of a sudden.

"From now on, we will be brothers and sisters, Junior Brother Huiwu."

Huizhen said.

Xiao Xun hummed lightly, but he didn't try to grab the position of 'Senior Brother'.

Seeing that Xiao Xun did not refute, Hui Zhen smiled.

In his mind, the senior brother must be better than the junior fellow student.

Xiao Xun lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Memories of this life, like fleeting shadows, emerged one by one in his mind.

Chapter 3 Maybe, I'm so talented?

Xiao Xun, the ninth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Half a year ago, Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty closed the gate to death, and ordered his eldest son, Xiao Chao, to supervise the country.

Most of Emperor Wu's sons have grown up and have their own forces.

Only the Ninth Prince Xiao Xun was young and he was the easiest to bully.

Naturally, Xiao Xun was assassinated.

As for whether it was Xiao Chao who did it, or the other princes wanted to take advantage of Xiao Xun's death to blame Xiao Chao...

Xiao Xun didn't know.

He just knows.

The most ruthless imperial family!

Emperor Wu's sons, no one should hope that he is still alive.

After all, there is only one throne.

And those who have the blood of the Martial Emperor are all qualified to aspire to that position.

Think back for a while.

Xiao Xun shook his head.

It's useless to think about it now.

top priority.

It should be getting stronger!

This is a world with a very high force value.

The weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected!

No matter what idea you have, you must have enough strength!

"Is my talent so bad that I don't even want to accept it from the handyman's house?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Xun's face collapsed.

Time travel to become a prince in distress is already miserable enough.

Another talent is so poor that no one wants it...

Then this time travel, is there any meaning?

You can't be a useless little monk for a lifetime, can you?

"Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple with countless magical skills. As long as you can learn one or two, even poor talents can definitely become stronger!"

"What's more, those yellow-clothed monks may not be accurate."

"Perhaps, I am very talented?"

Xiao Xun comforted himself with a few words in his heart, and he felt better.

After the two lay quietly for a while, Huizhen couldn't lie down anymore, sat up and looked at Xiao Xun, and suggested, "Why don't you go around and get familiar with the environment?"

"it is good."

Xiao Xun sat up.

They come, the security.

This turn, Xiao Xun somewhat admired this cheap little black senior brother.

While Xiao Xun was still thinking about how to say hello to his senior brother who was doing laundry in the courtyard of Chuzuzhai, Xiao Hei Huizhen had already moved up and started talking.

"Brother Huitong, who has the highest status here?" Huizhen asked.

Huitong is the dharma name of the laundry monk.

"Master Xuanku's uncle." Hui Tong said with a smile.

"Xuan Ku..." Xiao Xun's heart moved, the young monk mentioned this name before.

"Master Xuanku's uncle...is he good?" Hui Zhen was curious.

Huitong smiled lightly: "It must be much better than us.

As for how powerful it is, I have never seen Master Xuanku's uncle make a move. "

"Oh." Huizhen said twice.

Afterwards, the discussion became more intense.

During the period, Xiao Xun also asked a few questions.

At noon, when eating.

Xiao Xun saw Xuan Ku.

White eyebrows, white beard.

The figure is quite tall, and the appearance is a bit refined.

The most striking thing is that there is a chain between Xuan Ku's feet.

After lunch, Xiao Xun and Huizhen went to work.

When going to the storage room key, Xuan Ku said something to Xiao Xun:

"Read more Buddhist scriptures."

"……it is good."

Xiao Xun was a little dazed.