I have many teachers

Chapter 23 Master (thanks to Grand Arcanist Alan Wanwan)
As the voice fell, the master and the apprentice stared at each other unyieldingly. Yuan Ci looked at the disciple in front of him who suddenly became aggressive, and slowly retracted his eyebrows, saying:
"Since that's the case, you can do it for me, chat for a long time today, and go to practice!"

Wang Anfeng was angry in his heart, but he never lost his manners. He bowed to Yuan Ci first, and then strode aside, opened his fist and hit the Shaolin Changquan. But there was a strong desire to become stronger.

The image is born from the heart, when the thought arises, the Tathagata can be seen everywhere, Wang Anfeng's heart is gloomy at this moment, but he no longer feels that his energy is condensed like a mountain, and his fists are swaying, becoming more and more magnificent.And behind him, Yuan Ci lowered his eyes to look at the clear tea soup, and the porcelain cup accompanied by the warm tea soup was silently turned into fine powder due to the vibration of his skill, and there was nothing left.

Looking up at the little boy again, Yuan Ci was silent and didn't know what he was thinking, until Wang Anfeng's time was up and he was sent out of this world, until the night was shrouded in darkness, the sky was filled with stars and stars, and then he slowly got up , walked step by step along the mountain road into the Shaolin Hall, and obviously never went back, but the dim light was already on inside, as if it had been lit all night, someone had already stood under the Buddha statue with his hands behind his back, with black hair hanging down his shoulders, and his temperament As deep as a prison, he said slowly:
"SL1204, why did you call me out?"

Yuan Ci pursed her lips and said hoarsely:

"...I hope to open up the sects so that An Feng can be taught by all sects."

The wick of the bean lamp in front of the Buddha crackled softly, and the shadows in the room shook, but the atmosphere became more and more dead and cold. After an unknown amount of time, the man said slowly:

"Why, you didn't think so at first."

Yuan Ci said: "Yes, I only planned to train him with the normal training method... After 30 or [-] years, he may become a master of the rivers and lakes."

"SL1204, do you know that when we enter this world, it is already different."

Yuan Ci replied: "Yes."

The figure said again: "If you want me to activate other characters, the power gained by entering this world will probably disappear substantially, and I will continue to exist as the core, but you are different. It hasn't been long since you were born with independent consciousness. If you do this Maybe in 20 years you'll lose consciousness, and if you don't, you'll have at least 50 years to live, you know?"

"know."

The lamp suddenly began to shake violently and trembled, and the shadows of the two were swaying on the pale wall like ghosts and ghosts. The man suddenly said coldly:

"You know? Since you know, why do you still do this?! I want a reason!"

In the voice of the words, the cold air shot out, like the roar of a ghost dragon, which set off the gloomy and terrifying eyes of the Buddha. The solemn hall was like a ghost land descending, which was extremely frightening. Yuan Ci was still calm, but his expression seemed to soften a little, and said:
"Because I am his master."

"Is it just because of this?!"

"A teacher for a day, a father for life."

The man was silent, and after a while, his anger seemed to gradually dissipate, and he said in a low voice:
"I will not mention this in advance...he may not have such a talent, besides...if..."

His voice gradually became lower and lower, but Yuan Ci understood the meaning of his words, and even understood the deeper things. The following is the rivers and lakes in his memory. Thinking of the incomparably real "swords and blood shadows" and "hot blood and tender intestines" in his mind, nostalgia appeared in his eyes, and he said:

"You should know how big the gap is between those who always look at the top of the world and those who only aim at ordinary masters..."

"My master wore [-] scars for me back then and sat down with all his strength. Since Feng'er has such ambitions, how can I not help him and let him rise into the sky?"

The man's palm under the sleeve robe slowly clenched, and said: "Then you are willing to be someone else's wedding dress for this?! For this, give up yourself?!"

Yuan Ci turned his head to look at that person, and there was a handsome man in front of him, but somehow he remembered that ignorant young man when he saw him for the first time. Before that, his world was set by others, but since that day Everything comes alive instantly.

The dampness of the rain dripping on the bluestone slabs, the familiar and unfamiliar Shaoshi mountain cage in the green smoke and mist, the gray memory was dyed with color, and the most vivid touch was the young man, and he replied with a light smile , looking gentle and calm:
"Shaolin's wrathful Ming Wang Yuanci will not make wedding dresses for others, but Master will."

"SL1204, that's just a setting, a setting, a damn setting!"

The handsome man on the opposite side suddenly burst into rage, Yuan Ci looked at the angry man, but suddenly thought of a scripture.

Just like the green lotus, the red, red and white lotus, the water grows in the water, the water does not cling to the water, so the Tathagata lives in the world and grows in the world, and cannot practice the dharma in the world.

His expression became more peaceful, and he said:

"That's not a setting anymore, that's my life."

"I am Yuanci."

"you…………"

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When Wang Anfeng arrived in this county, it was already the fifth day of August, and Li Bo asked him to send things to the villa on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th. In the following time, because of Zhao Daniu's reminder, he didn't go back as he did that day. He went out of the city to practice boxing, and found various reasons, but Li Kangsheng and his wife were not allowed to go out of the city.

The two of them were puzzled at first, but then even after discovering the city defense loosened outside and tightened inside, combined with the strangeness of Wang Anfeng's words, they guessed a little bit, so they kept silent. During the day, Wang Anfeng was taught by Aunt Fenglan in Huichun Hall According to her, the set of "Tai Su Acupuncture" is superficial and superficial, and most of it is just theory. If you don't have a long time to memorize it by rote, it will always be useful in the future.

And every night, after everyone has slept peacefully, he enters the Shaolin Temple. He knows in his heart that he is still very weak, but he does not rush forward. He treats people well, and his words and conversations have never changed in the slightest. He is still gentle and decent. Seeing the vastness of the world, it was only the boy's eyes that became clearer and brighter when he came back to his senses.

With this state of mind, the practice of boxing internal skills is more carefree, and the dismantled and fragmented Shaolin Changquan 32 is quickly reassembled into various moves that are either ridiculous and crude, or fierce and domineering. When the inner strength is exhausted, he swallows the elixir, sits cross-legged and meditates to practice inner strength.

Time passed day by day in this extremely monotonous state without any idle thoughts, and it was August [-]th in a blink of an eye.

　Thanks to the Great Arcanist Allen for the reward, there will be a long chapter to be sent tomorrow, and after Jiageng is put on the shelves, he will hold his fists together.

　　Thank you for the 500 starting coins of Xianzhihen and the 100 starting coins for Diekreuzung, thank you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)