Excellent little eunuch

Chapter 342 Named Disciple
Qin Ming paused, then stopped, looked at the old monk, and said, "Master, why is this so, Qin has no intention of Shaolin martial arts."

Huineng folded his palms together and said, "Amitabha, the almsgiver might as well think about it."

Seeing Huineng's sincere expression, Qin Ming sat back down again and said with a wry smile, "Why is Master Abbot so persistent."

"Did the benefactor agree?" Huineng's eyes flashed, and he looked at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming smiled bluntly and said, "Since the abbot is so fond of important matters, if Qin continues to evade, I'm afraid he will feel very sorry."

Huineng was overjoyed when he heard Qin Ming's agreement, the matter of the Yi Jin Jing had finally been settled, if the Yi Jin Jing could not be handed over to an upright person, he would not have handed it over even if he died.

"Don't know the benefactor's name yet?" Huineng said with a slight nod.

Qin Ming replied: "I am Qin Ming, the Qin of the Qin State, and the Ming of the bright moon."

Huineng nodded, and suddenly grabbed Qin Ming's wrist.

Qin Ming was slightly startled, his face darkened, and he said quickly: "The abbot is self-respecting, Qin is only fond of women, not as good as Long Yang."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Ming's wrists flooded with internal energy like a tidal wave.

Qin Ming was held by Huineng in such a way that he couldn't move his body at all, and even the internal force in his body was like a turtle's breath, unable to flow at all.

Qin Ming's complexion changed drastically. Seeing that he was so nervous, Hui Neng smiled slightly, and put his hand down from his wrist, Qin Ming's body immediately relaxed.

"The internal strength is profound. If you practice the Yi Jin Jing, I believe that your martial arts will be improved to a higher level." Huineng stroked his beard and laughed heartily.

Qin Ming's face was full of embarrassment, just now he said what he was.

Qin Ming laughed dryly and said, "Master Abbot has over-rated the award. Compared with Master Abbot, this disciple really pales in comparison."

Huineng smiled gratifiedly and said, "Since you have become my registered disciple, then your seniority is wise."

Qin Ming got such a dharma name, nodded and said: "I will remember it."

Huineng said: "You are not my Buddhist disciple, and some Buddhist precepts are useless to you. What I want to say as a teacher is, remember not to be greedy, angry, and ignorant!"

Qin Ming blinked his eyes, and after knowing that the old monk's martial arts were unfathomable, he accepted it willingly, nodded and said, "I remember it."

Huineng fiddled with the futon for a while, then he took out a yellowed booklet, handed it to Qin Ming and said, "This is the Shaolin Yijin Jing, many people thought it was lost, but this booklet has always been here with me, At the beginning, my master, that is, your ancestor said, if there are no predestined people, the Yi Jin Jing will not be passed on."

Qin Ming stretched out his hands to take it, glanced at the cover of the booklet, there were three words written on it, Yi Jin Jing, Qin Ming couldn't help smiling.

There are more than a dozen pages of monks in various postures, or they are about to pounce, or they are head down and feet up, and some of the strange meridians in the human body are marked on it.

Qin Ming said: "Is this the Yi Jin Jing?"

Huineng nodded and said, "Exactly."

"You practice well according to the annotations in the picture. With your current internal strength and this Yijinjing, your internal strength will definitely improve a lot. The end of being a teacher is approaching. I hope this Yijinjing can be carried forward in your hands. You In the future, when selecting disciples, one must have a correct mind, otherwise, if they are handed over to those with unrighteous hearts, it will be a great catastrophe for the martial arts, remember, remember."

Huineng instructed Qin Ming with a solemn expression.

Qin Ming nodded seriously, and put the Yi Jin Jing into his bosom.

"Master, if there is nothing wrong, the disciple will leave." Qin Ming said respectfully.

Huineng nodded and said, "Go."

When Qin Ming left the room, his heart suddenly relaxed. In front of this old monk, Qin Ming always felt a sense of oppression.

He didn't expect that he would be so lucky to get Yi Jin Jing.

After leaving the Bodhidharma Hall, Qin Ming saw a few eighteen bronze figures shining in golden light still standing there.

The guy was a little curious as to what kind of paint these people used to paint it on. He walked up to a bronze figure and patted it with his hand.

The bronze man looked at him with a pair of round eyes, Qin Ming patted on it, the bronze man was unscathed and motionless.

Qin Ming couldn't help being a little surprised. Qin Ming took a deep breath, increased his internal strength, and lightly patted the bronze figure.

The bronze man was oppressed by him, but he gritted his teeth and remained motionless, but two deep footprints were stepped on the bluestone under his legs.

Seeing this, Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, the bronze man resisted the sweetness in his mouth, just now he was slapped so lightly by Qin Ming, he had already suffered internal injuries.

It was just holding on, but just as Qin Ming's hand was about to slap it down again, the bronze man couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Benefactor, don't slap it, I practiced the iron shirt."

Qin Ming glanced at him and said in surprise, "Really, I thought you couldn't speak."

His hand slapped the bronze man's body, and the bronze man's body shook. Fortunately, Qin Ming didn't apply any internal force.

Qin Ming glanced at him with a smile, and headed towards the Daxiong Palace.

As soon as Qin Ming left, the bronze man standing there couldn't bear it any longer, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Li Shuangshuang counted her daughters and looked at Lingyin Temple. In Lingyin Temple, there are lush flowers and leaves everywhere, which is very beautiful.

When Qin Ming arrived, Shunu happened to come out of the Daxiong Palace. Seeing Qin Ming, Dian Xiwu ran over quickly.

"What did they tell you to do just now?" Dian Xiwu asked Qin Ming with her beautiful eyes.

Qin Ming smiled and said, "The abbot asked me to become a monk."

Dian Xiwu's complexion changed, and she lost her voice: "Then you agreed?" She was really worried that Qin Ming would agree.

Seeing her startled look, Qin Ming laughed and said, "What will happen to you if I agree?"

"Castrate you!"

Dian Xiwu said word by word, and at the end gave Qin Ming a sidelong glance, which startled Qin Ming, he knew that this woman would keep her word.

Qin Ming trembled all over, and quickly said: "How could I agree to him, I said I have so many beautiful wives, why should I agree to you to be a monk?"

Dian Xiwu was relieved when she heard this, she was really worried that Qin Ming would become a monk.

Wangchen saw Qin Ming, put his palms together and said: "Benefactor, I still have something to do, so let's take a step forward, all benefactors, please go ahead."

Qin Ming nodded, Wang Chen left.

Everyone browsed around Lingyin Temple and left Lingyin Temple.

Back in the government office, Zhou Yao led Zhang Wenyuan and others to meet Qin Ming.

Zhou Yao had a hard time learning about what happened today, and even slapped himself several times.

Seeing his heartbroken expression, Qin Ming said lightly, "Master Zhou, today's incident was done unintentionally by you, so don't blame yourself too much. This general will leave for Kyoto tomorrow, and you will take care of Suzhou affairs. Don't let me down."

Qin Ming knew that some things had to be done both hard and soft, and Zhou Yao didn't have much fault this time, so he didn't pursue it anymore.

(End of this chapter)