"This" when he heard this question, Miaodi's master couldn't answer it for a moment. This rule was what he heard from his master and was passed down from Shaolin Temple. However, it was really difficult to say who decided it.

"The rules passed down by our ancestors naturally make sense, just do it," Miaodi's master muttered, scratching his head.

This answer naturally cannot satisfy Miaodi. However, he knew that his master was focused on martial arts and his knowledge was limited, so he was afraid that he would not get anything if he asked again, so he said, "Master, I'll go find Master Abbot and listen to how he explains it." As he said that, he went there without waiting for his master's agreement.

"This boy" saw Miaodi without saying anything and ran away. Miaodi's master laughed and scolded. He was straightforward and didn't care about this. He thought about the question raised by Miaodi just now and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion. As a disciple of the Prajna Hall, he has always been specializing in Shaolin martial arts and did not teach disciples at first. But Master Fang Zheng returned to the mountain that day and talked about the fact that Huashan sent many young talents, and wanted to select some from Shaolin disciples. As a junior talent, Miaodi stood out because of his outstanding understanding of Buddhism and other few

Together, Master Fang Zheng was taken to the Prajna Hall to teach and cultivate those who inherited the Yijin Sutra. Over the past two years, Miao Di can be said to be the most outstanding person among them, which made him quite satisfied. However, he was a little puzzled about why this disciple was eager to practice and advance to martial arts. Shaolin Temple martial arts focused on getting closer and closer. Only after laying a solid foundation can he advance to a higher level. "Although he is a genius, he is a young man's mind and needs to be polished. I hope Master Fang can teach him well." Shaking his head, he thought in his heart.

Without mentioning how my master thought, after leaving, his face turned solemn. He no longer had the frivolity he had just said: "From Shaolin Changquan to Yijin Jing, he can actually be cultivated step by step. The Zen ancestral temple of Shaolin Temple is indeed not to be underestimated. However, every skill is unique in the past three years. What is the deep meaning? I will go and take a closer look at how Master Fang Zheng answers." He walked towards the Zen room where Master Fang Zheng was.

Arriving there, Miaodi was stopped by the disciple guarding the gate in front of Master Fang Zheng. Seeing this, Miaodi said: "I'll bother my senior brother and I'll tell you that Miaodi, a disciple of Prajna Hall, seeking a view."

The disciple who was guarding the gate shook his head and said, "Senior brother, it's not that I don't know, but today the abbot is going to meet the distinguished guests. Senior brother, let's come again tomorrow." Miaodi has been appreciated by Fang Zheng in the past two years, and has been personally guided by Master Fang Zheng to be a great compassionate Qianye Hand. He became famous in the temple. Although the disciple who guarding the gate refused to spread the word, he was still polite to him.

"What kind of distinguished guests? Can you tell me?" After hearing this, Miaodi was not angry and asked politely. Those who could be greeted by Master Fangzheng must be unusual. As someone who is determined to take charge of Shaolin and fight against Yue Fangxing's Huashan, Miaodi naturally has always been paying attention to things in the world.

This matter was not hidden, and the disciple said, "It is the leader of the Huashan Sect, the young master Yue, and there is something to discuss with the abbot."

"The leader of Yue and the young master Yue. That is Yue Buqun and Yue Fangxing. I wonder why they came to Shaolin for the sake of their physical injuries. Is it because their physical injuries have not healed yet, and they came to Shaolin for help?" Miao Di thought in his heart. The news that Fang Zhixing was injured in the past two years has been rumored in the martial arts world. Some people even said that he had lost all his skills and was no longer the same as before. Although this statement is a bit absurd, Miao Di still believes in some of it. After all, according to the original trajectory, Yue Fangxing died because of it. It is obviously unclear to suffer physical injuries, and even now, it is a matter of treatment for several years.

"Do you know what's going on?" Thinking of this, Miaodi asked. Although Shaolin Temple has a Medicine King Academy, it is hard to say that medical skills are far superior to the outside world. It is obviously extraordinary that Yue Fangxing and Yue Buqun come together, and he must also be careful to inquire.

The disciple shook his head and said he didn't know. Seeing this, Miao Di knew that he could not ask anything, so he said goodbye and left. He and Fang Zhixing were engaged in spiritual reincarnation together, and there was also a sense between the two. Once they met, Fang Zhixing might get rid of his spiritual suppression and wake up completely. At that time, no matter whether Yue Fangxing was injured or not, he would definitely have trouble. After all, in spiritual reincarnation, he could not use spiritual methods and rely more on his own martial arts. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been practicing martial arts honestly in the past two years.

"It seems that you have seen it before?" Yue Fangxing felt Miao Di's departure in the Zen room. As a former top master, he had already felt something when Miao Di came, and he had a familiar feeling. He did not go out to check it out because of inconvenience and rudeness.

"Mr. Yue is not sure what the master thinks." Just as he was thinking, Yue Buqun said. After discussing with the people in Huashan, he brought Yue Fangxing to Shaolin the next day to seek the magical power of the Yijin Jing. He had mentioned this just now, but was interrupted by Miao Di's sudden arrival and now he has started to mention it again...

Hearing this, Master Fang Zheng pulled the Buddhist beads, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Young Master Yue was injured in order to eliminate demons and protect the way. I am also deeply saddened. However, the Yi Jin Jing Yi Jing has always been passed down to the disciples of this temple, not to outsiders. This case cannot be broken by my hands." After a pause, he said, "I have some medicines in Shaolin Temple that can be given to the Young Master Yue. I hope that the leader of Yue and the Young Master Yue will not abandon it."

"Master, we are here sincerely this time. If this matter is successful, our two sects of Huashan and Shaolin will be in a close respect from now on." Yue Buqun said in a deep voice. When he came to ask for scriptures, he also knew that the difficulties were only for his son, but he had to work hard no matter how difficult it was. Even if the interests of the Huashan sect and the Five Mountains Alliance were given up, he would be willing to do so.

Seeing his father like this, Yue Fangxing was moved and didn't care whether the person was familiar with him. He said, "Dad, I" before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Yue Buqun and said, "Master Fangzheng has always been compassionate, so don't worry." Looking at Yue Fangxing, he told him not to say more.

Close your eyes slightly, Master Fang Zheng thought for a long time and said, "Well, the young hero can enter my Shaolin Temple in Songshan to be a disciple of the Shaolin Sect." As he said that, he was afraid that the two of them would misunderstand, and added, "Just just need to record the name, and the young hero does not need to stay in Songshan." Although Yue Fangxing is young, he is a top master in the world. Even though he is injured and has lost his internal strength, Fang Zheng knew that it is difficult for him to win when facing him, so he naturally could not propose the words to accept him as his disciple. He just asked him to worship Shaolin in name, so he would not be criticized for destroying the temple rules.

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