When Yang Guo saw that Xiao Yao was now asked the old monk to slaughter him. Although he was young and knew very little about the world, he also understood that doing so was unruly, so he asked, "Brother, why do I have to slaughter now? Could it be that I want to become a monk in this temple?"

Xiao Yao smiled slightly and took advantage of the old monk's time to go out to get the razor, and said to Yang Guo: "Brother, you don't have to worry too much. In fact, the eldest brother thought that we would go to Shaolin this time, and we would avoid the pursuit of Quanzhen Sect. There is no need to mention the dangers in it. At this time, you will lose your hair and shave your face, and disguise your disguise all the way. I think you can confuse the Taoist priests who are chasing you. Besides, the eldest brother's move is also to make you worship Shaolin more smoothly."

Yang Guo asked in confusion: "Why can my orphanage at this time allow me to join Shaolin more smoothly?"

Xiao Yao said: "As far as I know, the rules for entering Shaolin Temple are extremely strict. You are also carrying martial arts skills. You are a martial arts person who brings arts to the masters. If you join Shaolin and just become a lay disciple, then after you enter the temple, Shaolin Temple will definitely think that you are going to learn Shaolin martial arts purely, so you will definitely be reserved for you. Although you will also teach you martial arts, you will definitely not teach you as much as you would to monks. Some of the truly advanced martial arts in Shaolin Temple will not be taught to you. Therefore, my elder brother has already thought of a set of rhetoric for you. At that time, when you were in the Shaolin Temple, when you were inquiring about the disciples of the Arhat Church entering the temple to accept disciples, you said that you had no father or mother since you were a child, and you were an orphan. You were taken in by monks of the Wuji Temple in Chang'an since you were young, and then you have been living in the temple until you were seven years old.

That year, I finally became a monk and became a monk and became a master. Unfortunately, the world did not meet the wish. More than half a year ago, when Huo Du led a group of evil demons and heretics in the Hero Association to attack Zhongnan Mountain, the brothers in the temple tried their best to resist, but in the end, because the strength of the two sides was too different, the temple was eventually destroyed and killed. You yourself finally escaped because of the desperate protection of the brothers. But since then, you learned the reputation of Shaolin Temple from others, so you traveled thousands of miles to come to become a disciple, hoping to return to Buddhism. In this way, Shaolin Temple saw that you were a disciple of the Buddhist community, and your guardianship towards you would probably be much less. When you learn martial arts, you only need to pay more attention and pay more attention, and naturally there will be no more problems. Do you understand what the elder brother said?”

After hearing this, Yang Guo thought about the suggestion in Xiao Yao's words twice, and suddenly realized it, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Brother, I really think it through, and I remember it all in my heart."

Seeing that Yang Guo understood his feelings, Xiao Yao couldn't help but smiled slightly. Just as he was about to give some advice, the old monk walked in with a razor. Seeing this, Xiao Yao stopped talking and sat quietly aside, watching Yang Guo's ordained as a monk. After a while, after Yang Guo finished his hair, he changed into a set of worn monk's robes brought by the old monk. He immediately turned into a light-colored monk's face on his head, which was completely different from his previous lively and clever appearance. If he hadn't looked closely, even Xiao Yao wouldn't recognize him.

After disguising himself, Xiao Yao looked at Yang Guo's brand new look and felt more at ease. He thought that with the eyes of the Taoist priests of Quanzhen Sect, if they had not been closely checked, they would have ignored it. The two of them were afraid of being scared along the way. Thinking of this, Xiao Yao had no worries in his heart. After taking two horses from the old monk, he rushed down the mountain with Yang Guo, found the right direction, and headed towards Shaoshi Mountain.

The two of them slept on the wind and hung out in the open all the way, galloping at night. After half a month, they finally arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. At this time, the two were very close to Shaolin Temple. Yang Guo originally planned to go up the mountain and become a disciple immediately, and learned martial arts one day. Seeing Yang Guo being so impatient, Xiao Yao smiled slightly and said, "Brother, don't be anxious first. It's not too late to go up the mountain after the eldest brother has done a few things."

Yang Guoqi said: "Brother, we have all arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. If we don't go up the mountain and enter the temple, and worship in Shaolin, what else should we do?"

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "You will know the secrets of heaven when the time comes. However, you must calm down and read the Buddhist scriptures in the past two days."

Yang Guo was even more surprised when he heard this and asked, "I am about to worship in Shaolin. After entering the temple, I will definitely read it every day. What Buddhist scriptures should I read by myself at this time?"

Xiao Yao smiled slightly and said, "If you said when you became a disciple, you once lived in the Wanji Temple, but when you interacted with Shaolin monks, you still treated each other with the Quanzhen Sect or the rules in the world, what would others feel when they saw it?"

Yang Guo was already full of doubts, but at this moment, Xiao Yao pointed it out, and suddenly realized that since he had lived in a Buddhist temple before, he naturally had to understand the rules in the temple in advance, otherwise this section alone would have revealed his big fuss. If he was a disciple, the other party would have a moment of thinking and asked for some knowledge about chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name casually, then he would have no way to answer and would be exposed on the spot. If this is true, even if the discipleship can be successful, he would be treated as a ulterior motive in the future and be careful in the future. Then the idea of ​​learning Shaolin's advanced martial arts is naturally delusional. At this point, while Yang Guo was too anxious and deeply blamed himself, he also deepened his thanks and trust for Xiao Yao's timely reminder and full consideration.

In the next few days, Yang Guo carefully studied the Buddhist scriptures that Xiao Yao bought for him every day, and was also very careful about the etiquette in Buddhism. He was very smart and knew how to be attentive at this time. Therefore, in just four or five days, it was difficult to distinguish him from those monks who had really become monks since childhood based on his behavior and words. Looking at Yang Guo who now keeps talking "Amitabha" every day, Xiao Yao felt very comforted. He himself was not idle in these days. While Yang Guo was chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name every day, Xiao Yao had already aimed at a few nearby counties and towns.

A rich family secretly sneaked in at night while it was late at night and stole some gold and silver. However, Xiao Yao was extremely skilled, and no martial artist in every household could notice it. In addition, he didn't take out much gold and silver, so no one noticed it. After a few days of busyness, Xiao Yao planted more and harvested more, and even accumulated hundreds of taels of gold. Looking at the gold that could be filled with a small box, Xiao Yao nodded with satisfaction. After packing the box, he said to Yang Guo who was studying Buddhist scriptures seriously: "Brother, let's go to Shaolin tomorrow."
Chapter completed!