"Let go first!" Ji Kong shouted hurriedly: "Why are we bullying you?"

The middle-aged monk touched his head and said with a smile: "The Buddha asked for some food money, but he didn't give it. He is so stingy. Are you bullying the Buddha that he is a foreigner?"

Jikong frowned and said, "You want money? I'll give it to you. How much do you want?"

What he wants to do most now is to rescue his friend and do something else. Seeing that this monk has strong martial arts and profound cultivation, he is afraid that he is no match for him, and if he attacks, he may hurt his friend.

"It's just ten taels of silver!" The middle-aged monk said with a smile: "If you want to bring it, Lord Buddha, I will ignore the faults of the villain and let this rude boy go!"

Jiukong looked at the skinny young man. The skinny young man took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it away. With a soft whistle of "chi", the speed was extremely fast, and it shot into the eyes of the middle-aged monk.

"Pah!" the middle-aged monk stretched out his hand, caught the silver, and said with a smile: "Okay, happy!"

As he spoke, he raised his toes, and with a muffled "bang" sound, the young man shot towards Jikong and the two of them. The speed was extremely fast, and Jikong hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it.

"Bang!" He felt invisible power coming from his hands, and his chest felt like being hit by a hammer. His eyes went black for a while, and a blood arrow suddenly spurted out.

"Qi Er!" the skinny young man shouted.

Jikong blinked, widened his eyes, dispelled the darkness in front of his eyes, and stared at the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk put the money into his arms and looked at him with a smile: "Boy, you are a bit tough, not bad, not bad!"

Jikong sneered and said, "I haven't asked for your name yet!"

The middle-aged monk grinned: "Monk Zhao Wuji, that's right. Boy, if you want to take revenge, just come. I will stay here for a few days."

After saying that, he turned around and pushed aside the crowd, heading towards Donglailou.

"Stop!" Ji Kong shouted.

Zhao Wuji stood still, turned around and said, "What, boy, do you want to do something?"

"That's right!" Ji Kong gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "You're going too far. I want to see what you are capable of being so arrogant!"

"Hehe, you are more arrogant than me!" Zhao Wuji grinned: "You know you can't beat me, but you still want to beat me. I like it. Come on, I won't kill you. I'll just beat you half to death and let you

Understand the price of being brave!"

He said and crossed his little finger.

"Qi Er!" The thin young man hurriedly asked the silence.

Jikong pushed his hand away and hummed: "I'll beat him even if I can't beat him. He bullies people too much. We people in Donglai Town can't be bullied at will!"

The skinny young man whispered: "Let's go together!"

Jikong shook his head, stared straight at Zhao Wuji, and said: "Two of them can't beat him, but it will make him look embarrassed and conspicuous. I can do it myself!"

"...Then be careful or you won't run away!" the skinny young man whispered.

Jikong nodded: "Yes, I understand, you take good care of Xiaobai!"

After he said that, he rushed towards Zhao Wuji, raised his palm and slapped him. Zhao Wuji looked at him sideways, and when his palm was in front of him, he punched out with a punch, hitting Jiukong's palm first.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, Ji Kong's body paused, and his face suddenly turned red, as if redness was about to burst out.

He didn't move, but Zhao Wuji didn't let go. He kicked him, and the instep of his foot collided with Ji Kong's face. He rolled and flew out, flying out of the crowd, landing heavily, and then stopped moving.

"Qi Er!" the skinny young man yelled, and hurriedly ran to Jikong with Xiaobai in his arms. There was blood in Jikong's mouth, two teeth fell out, and he was already unconscious.

Li Muchan was sitting quietly in the Zen room, experiencing the wonder of being together. Suddenly there was a "bang bang" knock on the door outside the temple. He disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of the temple door.

The thin young man hugged Ji Kong, and was followed by a pale young man. This young man had a round face and looked smiling, but his mouth was tightly pursed and there were blood stains on his chest.

"Are you the son of Donor Zheng?" Li Muchan said warmly.

He glanced at Jukong, shook his head and said, "Are you causing trouble again?"

The skinny young man said hurriedly: "Master Zhanran, you have misunderstood Ji Kong. He became like this because he was trying to save Xiaobai. Please save him, master! ... Doctor Li said he is hopeless."

"Who did this?" Li Muchan frowned and pointed to the temple: "Go in."

"He is also a monk!" the skinny young man said hurriedly, carrying Jikong into the temple, and then went directly to the Zen room next to him and put him on the couch.

Li Muchan looked at the other young man and said warmly: "This donor's injury is not serious, so he should also lie down!"

"...Thank you, Master, it doesn't matter to me." Xiao Bai shook his head gently.

Li Muchan smiled and suddenly clapped his hand. Xiao Bai had no time to react, only to feel a huge wave of hot air rushing in and wrapping himself around him.

Li Muchan ignored him, turned around and tapped Jikong a few times, and said calmly: "Jikong, get up!"

Jikong opened his eyes, looked around, and suddenly sat up: "Master?"

Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "With your little martial arts skills as a three-legged cat, it's best to just stay here, so why bother asking for trouble?!"

"Master, please teach me martial arts!" Ji Kong turned over and bowed.

Li Muchan flicked his sleeves, and Ji Kong couldn't bow anymore, but his mind became even more fervent. Such cultivation is unfathomable, and the master is so young, so he must have a brilliant mind.

Li Muchan pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, today I will teach you two ways to defend yourself."

"Thank you, Master!" Jingkong was overjoyed.

Li Muchan waved softly, but Jikong didn't know why, so he walked forward. Li Muchan's left index finger gently touched the center of his eyebrows. He looked relaxed and leisurely, but Jikong didn't have the intention to dodge, and let his index finger hit him.

"Boom..." Jikong felt his eyes exploded, and then he entered a dark void, empty, with nothing around him, only endless darkness.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, as if a beam of light shone down. There was a person standing in the void not far in front of him, but it was Li Muchan. He was practicing a set of boxing techniques. His movements were as slow as an old man's boxing. The moves were simple. He was practicing in the early morning.

boxing skills.

Jikong took one look at it and felt it was burned into his heart, as if he had practiced it many times, and he couldn't help but follow it.

He practiced over and over again, the more he practiced, the more he became more proficient, his movements were smooth and smooth, every move and style was integrated into his flesh and blood, and he could strike at any time.

The more he practiced, the more energetic he became, and his energy became stronger. He didn't know how long it took, but he never tired. So he counted the number of times he practiced until it was ten thousand times, and there was another "boom" in front of him.

The original scene flashed before his eyes, but he was still standing there. Li Muchan slowly retracted his fingers and looked at him with a smile. He was confused and turned his head to look around.

It seemed like a long time had passed, a year, two years? He felt that several years had passed, and when he looked at the two friends again, they looked much stranger, but also much kinder, as if they hadn't seen each other for many years.

However, Li Muchan was more kind to him in his eyes, because Li Muchan had been accompanying him these days, studying martial arts with him and giving him guidance on martial arts.

"Master?" He looked at Li Muchan blankly.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's good that you know. It's only half an hour now. You should have a good rest and go find that person tomorrow to discuss it again."

"Yes, Master!" Ji Kong nodded respectfully.

He knew that the master had just exerted his magical power, and it had only been outside for half an hour, but he felt that after several years, it was extremely clear and could never be wrong.

He turned around and said: "Zheng Xiaosi, Xiaobai, let's go out and don't disturb Master's practice."

"Okay." The skinny young man responded. Seeing Xiao Bai's appearance, he was obviously already well, and Ji Kong, who was about to die, was also alive and well. He indeed had great supernatural powers, so he couldn't help but respect him.

The three of them retreated respectfully. Li Muchan shook his head and smiled. This disciple was indeed very qualified and mentally strong, and could withstand his method of growing jade.

The next morning, the Donglai Tower was still lively, and people now had a new topic, which was Master Zhanran of Yuanxin Temple.

Mr. Hu and Zheng Yuanwai were sitting at the same table. Zheng Yuanwai liked the excitement and always went to the first floor for meals instead of the second or third floors.

Mr. Hu was dressed in a brocade robe and looked very graceful. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, is Xiaosi okay?"

"It doesn't matter, he is very timid and doesn't dare to stand out, but he is still brave." Zheng Yuanwai shook his head and smiled while sipping tea.

On the contrary, he was dressed simply, but he had a good demeanor. Although his clothes were ordinary, he could not hide the majesty on his body.

Mr. Hu smiled and said, "You can't call me Qi Er. Now that he is a registered disciple of Master Zhanran, he should be called Monk Jikong."

"Haha, that's right, Jikong." Zheng Zheng said with a smile: "I heard that Jikong received a teaching from Master Zhanran and wants to take revenge today."

"Brother Zheng, didn't you see the excitement yesterday?" Mr. Hu shook his head and smiled.

Zheng Yuanwai shook his head: "I have other things to do and didn't have time to look at it."

Hu Laodao said: "I can see clearly from the building. That Zhao Wuji is a powerful character. Although his cultivation level is not that of a grandmaster, he is not far behind!"

Zheng Yuanwai shook his head and said: "Qi Er... this kid Jing Kong's kung fu is not bad, but he is far from a master. I don't know what secret skills Master Zhanran will teach him. I heard from Xiaosi that Jing Kong almost died, Li

The miracle doctor couldn't save him, but he was slapped back by Master Zhanran, and he passed on his martial arts to him with just a tap of his finger. It's really miraculous!"

Mr. Hu shook his head and sighed: "I don't know what Master Zhanran's martial arts is like. Jingkong's cultivation is far inferior to that of Zhao Wuji. This Zhao Wuji is a gangster, but he has the appearance of a monk and has deceived many people.

"

Member Zheng frowned: "How come such a person comes to our Donglai Town?"

Hu Laodao: "I said I want to go to Dali Dynasty."

"Going to harm the Dali Dynasty?" Zheng Yuanwai shook his head and sighed: "There are many masters in the Dali Dynasty. He went there just to seek death."

"Perhaps he should correct his evil ways and return to his rightful ways," Mr. Hu said with a smile.

Zheng Yuanwai shook his head and laughed: "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit. Does it look like he has changed his ways?"

"Without Master Zhanran this time, Jingkong would have died." Mr. Hu said solemnly: "Although he is impulsive, he has a chivalrous heart. If there is something wrong with him, how can we bear it!"

Member Zheng said: "Everyone has his or her own destiny. Ji Kong's temper is too impetuous and he is prone to accidents. We may have to take care of him for the rest of his life. Now he is fine. He has a master with great supernatural powers and he can finally turn around!"

"I hope so, I'm afraid he will break the rules again and be expelled from the family." Mr. Hu shook his head and sighed.

Officer Zheng smiled and said: "I think Jing Kong is also a wise man, so he won't make the same mistake again. Don't worry, Old Hu. Hey, Zhao Wuji is here."
To be continued...