Heavenly Dragon

It has been six days since Xu Wu came out of the Sutra Pavilion. As early as three days ago, he had already copied the hundred times of the "Lotus Sutra" that Huifa requested, and he was immediately sent back to the original The vegetable garden was rewatered and planted.

For the past few days, Wu Wu has been waiting for the disappearance of the nameless old monk, hoping that he would allow him to re-enter the Buddhist scripture pavilion to read books, but after waiting for so many days, he didn't hear any news.

This day was different from usual, after Xi Wu Wu had watered all the vegetable fields in the vegetable garden early, he left Shaolin Temple excitedly, and walked down a mountain road towards the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Today is the day when he goes home to visit his mother once a month. Since he is still young and his mother Dong Shirui lives at the foot of Mount Shaoshi, the abbot granted him permission to go back three days a month to reunite with his mother. .

Last month, he was fined to face the wall, so he couldn’t go back. Now the face-to-face is over, and all the scriptures to be copied have been copied. All the punishments have been accepted, so the temple let him go back and granted him permission You can stay at home for four days at a time, although it is only one day more than usual, but it also makes nothing very happy.

He is like a cheerful bird, jumping, running, and walking through the forest in the jungle, with a very happy smile on his face.

Although his soul is more than 20 years old, since his rebirth, his greatest happiness is the days with his mother Dong Shirui, so now he is no different from a five-year-old child.

Dong Shirui's mother, Dong Shirui, lived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, very close to Qiao Feng's home, so he didn't have to walk for a long time, only about an hour, and he had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

From a distance, he looked at a small wooden house built with its back against a slope in the distant forest. It was dusk at this time, and the afterglow of the setting sun was falling down, reflecting a piece of golden yellow, just like that autumn Ears of wheat have the joy of autumn harvest and the warmth of home.

Nothingness ran quickly and walked over, curling light smoke rose from the chimney on the roof, knowing that his mother was cooking. "Mom", Wu Wu pushed open the door, rushed in, and shouted loudly.

As soon as he entered the house, he immediately turned his head to the right, and saw his mother Dong Shirui was coming over after hearing the reputation. Seeing her son coming back, Dong Shirui by the stove showed a happy smile.

Although she is already a mother, her actual age is only about 23 years old. In the 21st century, she can also be said to be in her prime. Moreover, she is well-maintained and naturally beautiful. Although she stands by the stove, she seems to be A rural woman, but it is still difficult to hide her temperament.

"Chun'er, you're back!" Dong Shirui immediately went up to greet him, wrapped his hands in his arms, and stroked his head with a kind face.

"Mom, as I said, I have already become a monk. Now I am called nothingness, don't always call me Chun'er, Chun'er." Nothing said with a dissatisfied face, pouted and looked at his mother.

"No matter how much you become a monk, you are still mother's son." Dong Shirui ignored his protest, "You go and cook first, and mother will cook for you." After speaking, she turned and walked towards the stove.

Nothingness was full of helplessness, it wasn't because he became a monk, it was just that he didn't like his mother calling him by his name, no matter how he heard it, he was calling Duan Zhengchun, that old bastard.

That night, Xu Wu and Dong Shirui ate together before the dinner table. Dong Shirui hadn't seen his son for a long time, and was very happy in his heart. He kept putting vegetables into Xu Wu's bowl, and Wu Wu happily accepted it.There is only one oil lamp in the house, which flickers on and off, and the mother and son eat at the same table. The surrounding area is quiet and very warm.

The next day, Wu Wu got up early, which was a habit he developed in Shaolin Temple. After he had breakfast, he left the house and walked up a small path in front of the house. A large flat open space, very open.

Wu Wu didn't come here to appreciate the scenery, he left and strode away as soon as he came up, squatted down, and stood up. This is something he must do every day. When there is no one in Shaolin Temple, he will also Do it often.

After standing for about half an hour, he finally felt sore, and after another half an hour, he finally couldn't hold on and fell down. He lay on his back on the ground, looking at the white clouds in the sky, panting.

After resting for a while, he slowly got up from the ground and started to practice martial arts again, this time he was fighting the Eighteen Arhats that he had stolen from Xu Da and Xu Yan.

However, since the two of them haven't learned everything themselves, Wu Wu can only learn five moves, but seeing him make moves, he looks pretty good, every move is very powerful, and his body steps are quite good. In order to be calm, he did not appear vain because of his young age.

But after all, the moves he has learned are limited. After playing for a while, he has finished all the moves he knows. He didn't stop because of this, but started to practice again, repeating these moves over and over again.

Nothing knows that the way to practice martial arts lies in diligence, even if the talent is not enough, one can achieve great achievements. Besides, if the talent is great and can pay more than others, the achievement will be even more astonishing.

But seeing his hands pointing together into palms, with fingertips pointing outwards, he swished a few times, and struck forward several times in a row, like one or two straight broadening knives slashing forward straightly, the moves were fierce and sharp, Unexpectedly, there is offense but no defense, as if Buddhist martial arts are completely opposite to each other.

This move is called "Eighteen Strikes of Lianyun", and there are [-] Strikes, but in reality, it only uses about [-] Strikes. In line with the characteristics of Shaolin Kung Fu, it is easy to learn but difficult to master. If you want to achieve great achievements, you must put in a lot of effort.

"Void, your 'Lianyun Eighteen Strikes' move is not quite right." At this time, a rough voice came from behind. When I looked back, I saw a tall and strong man standing on the ground. Looking here from under a tree in the distance.

This person was Qiao Feng, and he walked over after speaking, "Xing Wu, I heard that you were punished to face the wall last time, what's the matter?" He walked up to Wu Wu and asked with concern.

Over the years, Qiao Feng treats nothing like a big brother treats his younger brother. He has no one to accompany him since he was a child, and nothing has become his only partner, so the two have always talked about everything.

"Uncle Master Hui said that I violated the temple rules by fighting with others, and also secretly learned Shaolin martial arts, so he punished me," said Xu Wu.

When Qiao Feng heard this, he frowned, and his thick eyebrows huddled together, "Why do you fight with others and learn martial arts secretly?" His tone was very reproachful, as if he hated iron but not steel.

Wu Wu's face immediately turned ugly, and he was very embarrassed to be reprimanded by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, and then said: "I didn't intend to fight with people, I just wanted to learn martial arts with them, and my martial arts is not stealth. , I learned it openly when I competed with them, if not, how could I learn martial arts, and no one in Shaolin Temple would teach me."

In Qiao Feng's heart, he didn't agree with the matter of stealing martial arts from fighting with nothingness. He was taught martial arts by Master Xuanku since he was a child. The cold and heat continued, and the grace of teaching him was as important as Mount Tai. He had always had a deep affection for Shaolin Temple.

But for this little brother who grew up with him, he also has a kind of love like a big brother in his heart, when he heard him say that people in Shaolin Temple refused to teach him martial arts, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Xing Wu, don't worry, the monks in the temple must have a reason for doing this, just wait patiently, maybe they will be willing to teach you martial arts in a short time," Qiao Feng comforted.

"Brother Qiao, I don't think you believe me when you say this, so don't use it to scare me," Wu Wu stared at him and said.

Qiao Feng was immediately embarrassed. He always knew that this little brother was very smart since he was a child. He knew that it was useless to coax him, so he could only say: "Then what do you want?"

"Brother Qiao, I just want to learn martial arts, but the people in Shaolin Temple just refuse to teach me. As long as I can learn martial arts, I won't fight with others to learn martial arts secretly, and I won't be punished." , looking at him with both eyes.

The meaning revealed in those eyes couldn't be more obvious, Qiao Feng's mind is delicate and intelligent, how could he not know, but his mind was turned so hard that he couldn't think of any words to persuade Wu Wu for a while, and he also knew that what he said was not unreasonable, He just wanted to learn martial arts, and it was no big deal.

Although Qiao Feng is said to be intelligent, he has never been experienced in the world, so although he knew that the people in Shaolin Temple must have a reason for this, but he couldn't figure out what is wrong with letting Xu Wu learn martial arts, he sighed and said: "Okay, every time you When I come back, I will teach some Shaolin Kung Fu."

Hearing what Qiao Feng said, nothingness immediately became happy, "Great, thank you Brother Qiao, then you can teach me now, by the way, you just said that my 'Lianyun Eighteen Strikes' was wrong, then tell me How to do it right." As soon as Qiao Feng agreed, he immediately became impatient, because he knew Qiao Feng, once he agreed, he would not go back on his word, so he was not polite at all.

Qiao Feng said helplessly: "This 'Lianyun Eighteen Strikes' is not only about cutting the palms, but also the footwork and the body moving. The combination of the three is the real 'Lianyun Eighteen Strikes'." hit'."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up, jumped about a foot away, then bent his body slightly, squatted slightly on his feet, and slashed with his hands like nothingness just now.

But seeing his hands attacking continuously, he struck out fourteen times in a flash, the moves are continuous like flowing water and clouds, continuous and endless.And under his feet, following the attack of his hands, he quickly stepped forward in small steps, his body fluttered lightly, swaying slightly, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

It is very different from what nothingness does. When nothingness makes a shot, the lower body is calm and powerful. Following the strike with both hands, the feet also take big strides. The landing is steady, the waist is solidified, and it is as straight as steel.