Dream Journey from Shaolin

Chapter 8 Innate Divine Power
One by one, the monks received their own wooden barrels from Tan Zong. When Jiang Ming arrived, Tan Zong took out a wooden barrel that was twice the size of a normal wooden barrel and handed it to him.

"Your body hasn't opened yet, and it's the first time you're training. Try using this smaller one first. When you get used to it, I'll change it to a bigger one!"

Jiang Ming took the barrel and grinned, not knowing how to explain it.

If it was a normal child his age, it might be very difficult to carry these two small wooden barrels, but his body is not normal,

During this period of time, he clearly knew that although this body was only 14 years old, it was still a boy, but its strength was really great. Let alone ordinary adults, it was the Shaolin monks present who had undergone long-term hard training. Probably not as big as him,

Tan Zong saw that Jiang Ming was hesitating, thinking that he felt that he couldn't carry it, so he immediately said seriously:

"If you want to practice kung fu well, you must suffer a little bit. It may be more difficult today, but after a few months of practice, you will naturally be able to adapt!"

Jiang Ming touched his little bald head and said:

"Master, my situation is quite special!"

"The situation is special? Is there something wrong with your natural body!"

Tan Zong's face suddenly changed,
If it is a person who is naturally weak, then he can't practice like this at the beginning.
Jiang Ming quickly waved his hand,

"No, master, I am not born weak, but born with supernatural strength. Although I am only 14 years old, my strength is not inferior to the brothers. Please change me to a wooden barrel that is as big as the brothers!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

When Tanzong and the monks heard Jiang Ming's words, they immediately laughed, thinking that he was a young man who refused to admit defeat.
"It's a good thing to have vigor and not admit defeat. Since you want to change to a bigger one, try changing to a bigger one first, and if it doesn't work, change it back!"

Tanzong has been the master of martial arts monks in Shaolin Temple for so many years. He knows that young people sometimes need to let themselves recognize the reality in order to be more effective.
Wanting to learn to walk before learning to crawl is actually a common problem of most young people who start learning martial arts.

Of course, Jiang Ming does not have this common problem. His real age is older than most of the monks here, and he is familiar with the plot. psychological preparation,
There is a saying that goes well, if you have never eaten pork, have you ever seen a pig run away!

Although he doesn't understand kung fu, he has seen many kung fu movies and knows that if he wants to practice kung fu well, he should not be too impatient.
Just like building a house, if the foundation is not laid well, it will be difficult to build the house high in the later stage. It is the same with Kung Fu practice. The more solid the foundation, the more lethal Kung Fu will be in the later stage.

Just like that, Jiang Ming, who had replaced two new barrels, rushed towards the waterfall at the foot of the mountain with his master Tanzong and his brothers.

At the waterfall pool at the foot of the mountain,
One after another, the monks stepped forward one by one, filled the two wooden barrels in their hands with water, and then ran towards the Shaolin Temple on the mountain holding them flat.

The mountain road is rugged and has constant obstacles. Most people are empty-handed, and they may fall if they are not careful. If you want to walk slowly, you have to be careful.
However, the Shaolin monks, holding two wooden buckets of water with both arms, can still walk like flying on the mountain road without spilling a drop of water, which shows how much control they have over their bodies.
When it was Jiang Ming's turn to pour water, Tan Zong was afraid that he would not be able to carry it, so he waited for a while, but when Jiang Ming filled the two buckets of water and lifted them up,
Tan Zong found that Jiang Ming didn't feel strenuous at all, so he asked Jiang Ming to keep up with the monks in front, while he walked behind Jiang Ming to prevent Jiang Ming from falling behind.

Along the way, Jiang Mingping never let go of his raised arms, and closely followed the footsteps of the monks without falling behind. Although he sprinkled some water, it was more because he was not familiar with the mountain road and his body. The lack of control, but not the lack of strength,

After all the monks poured all the water in the bucket into the big vat, all the monks, including Tan Zong, looked at Jiang Ming with very weird eyes, as if they were looking at a little monster.

"Ahem, as I said, I'm naturally stronger!"

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Jiang Ming explained uncomfortably,
In fact, Jiang Ming felt that the two wooden barrels he was carrying just now were still a bit lighter, but he didn't dare to say it at this time, he was afraid of being beaten by the monks,
After all, it took them several years to practice to the present level, and Jiang Ming surpassed their years of hard work when he just started, who can not be angry,

And Jiang Ming also knows that although he is stronger, he doesn't have much fighting skills, not to mention this group of monks, he can't beat even one of them, so it's better to be cowardly when it's time to be cowardly. To make people angry,

Tan Zong walked up to Jiang Ming, looked him up and down, and then began to touch Jiang Ming's body with his big hands.
"Master, Master, what are you doing, I'm not that kind of person!"

Jiang Ming complained crazily in his heart, but his body didn't move because he knew that Tanzong might be checking his body,
"Such strong muscles and bones!"

After Tan Zong touched Jiang Ming's whole body, his eyes suddenly lit up.
This is really a piece of raw jade for martial arts. You can have such muscles and bones without training at such a young age. Once you polish it well, your achievements will be limitless.

"You come with me!"

After Tan Zong left a word, he walked towards the courtyard where the martial arts was practiced, Jiang Ming hurriedly followed, and the monks also chirped after seeing this,

In the center of the courtyard, there are five stone mills of different sizes, placed there in order, from left to right,

"There are five stone mills here. The lightest of them is one stone, and the heaviest is five stones. Try to lift them up one by one to see which one you can lift!"

Tanzong pointed at the stone mill, and commanded Jiang Ming expectantly,
Jiang Ming nodded, and walked to the stone mill step by step. He also wanted to know how much strength his current body had. Before, he always felt that his strength was not small, but he didn't know how much it was.

To be on the safe side, he walked to the smallest stone mill first. This is a heavy stone mill. Converted to modern times, it is 120 catties. He grabbed it with both hands, took a deep breath, and the stone mill was lifted easily. over the top,

Putting down the first millstone, he came to the second one, which belonged to two stones. He grabbed it and was easily lifted above his head again.
Then came the third piece, the weight of the three stones, which made him feel a little bit strenuous, but he still lifted it up,
By the time of the fourth piece, he already felt very strenuous. When he lifted it to his chest, he deliberated for a long time before lifting it above his head.

(End of this chapter)