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Zhang Yuan swiped Weibo, happy.

An octogenarian man, dominating the hot search.

It's just incredible.

However, the reality is that this is how strange it happened.

In particular, Zhang Yuan saw in the live broadcast room that the old man had no choice but to accept the apprentice.

Even more grinning.

Not a lie.

The breathing method of three long and two short breathing really has the effect of strengthening the body.

Tai Chi can really maintain health.

If the two are combined, cultivate with your heart.

It can be regarded as a set of martial arts.

The next day, Zhang Yuan still came to Putuo Mountain for a trip.

A lot of the scenery hasn't had time to see yet, and Zhang Yuan doesn't want to leave yet.

However, the fact that he appeared here was known to outsiders, which caused a lot of inconvenience. ，

Some young ladies or anchors came to broadcast Zhang Yuan live.

Nothing for the young lady.

However, those anchors who specialize in broadcasting others live, Zhang Yuan is a little impatient.

But I didn't say anything.

Life is not easy, and everyone is hard.

Zhang Yuan didn't care about it.

He had just received two million, so he didn't have to worry about money, but it was much easier.

Master Ma was abducted and deceived.

Liu Qiang turned back to the shore. ，

Zhang Yuan took the money of the two, and he didn't have a burden in his heart.

“...... The host perceives the Buddha statue, and the state of mind is +1......"

The sound of the system prompt in his mind made Zhang Yuan smile slightly.

His heart was calmer.

Then walking forward, a big monk was waiting for Zhang Yuan with his hands folded.

Zhang Yuan knew that he was a great monk who competed with Master Ma.

He smiled slightly: "Why didn't the master go to the magic capital?"

The big monk clasped his hands together: "The poor monk is old, so he won't go to join in the fun." "

Zhang Yuan: "The master is not curious about martial arts?"

The big monk pursed his lips: "The donor is joking, the poor monk is a monk, what do you want to do with martial arts." "

Zhang Yuan looked at the great monk with strange eyes.

The great monk smiled bitterly: "The monk also has to eat, and we are not a Shaolin Temple." "

Zhang Yuan understood.

The great monk is also for fame, for popularity.

There was heat.

It will be on fire.

If it's on fire, there will be more tourists.

He shook his head, the world is too impetuous.

Every move requires money.

The poor are too tired and try to climb up.

But crawling around, you will find.

They are still poor.

Some people are born extraordinary.

Some people will work hard for a lifetime before they find out.

His goal is only the starting point for others.

"Master, do you have a Buddhist scripture here?"

"Do you want to see it?"

Zhang Yuan nodded, and the master did not hesitate, and led Zhang Yuan to the Buddha Pavilion.

There are not many bookshelves, but there are many books.

Zhang Yuan smelled the sandalwood around him, and his spirit became more condensed.

The Buddhist temple is a good place, concentrating on the mind, and it is very good for the human body.

The great monk did not stay, and let Zhang Yuan go to see it on his own.

Zhang Yuan opened a book and read it seriously.

"The host reads the Buddhist scriptures, perceives the Dharma, and the state of mind +1......"

"The host reads the Buddhist scriptures, perceives the Dharma, and the state of mind +1......"

"The host reads the Buddhist scriptures, perceives the Dharma, and the state of mind +1......"

......

"The host reads the Buddhist scriptures, perceives the Dharma, condenses the spirit, and understands +1 ......"

Zhang Yuan paused slightly, and then was ecstatic in his heart.

He looked down at the Buddhist scriptures.

I found that I didn't understand a lot of things before, but now I have some understanding.

Zhang Yuan's heart was even more joyful.

I read the book before, but I didn't read it seriously. Now that his understanding has improved, he has realized a lot.

Zhang Yuan only felt that his head was clear, and the content of the book was clear in his chest.

He decided to stay and brush up on his skills.

"The host reads the Buddhist scriptures, perceives the Dharma, condenses the spirit, and understands +1 ......"

"The host reads the Buddhist scriptures, perceives the Dharma, condenses the spirit, and understands +1 ......"

"The host reads the Buddhist scriptures, perceives the Dharma, condenses the spirit, and understands +1 ......"

"The host spirit is condensed, and the comprehension is unforgettable. "

“...... Never forget+1......"

“...... Never forget+1......"

“...... Never forget+1......"

Comprehension is a mysterious thing, and it cannot be named, but learning things is really fast.

It's not forgetful, but it's also a huge benefit

Zhang Yuan lived in the temple and did not come out.

After a long time, the Internet celebrity anchors of Putuo Mountain also left.

It was quiet again.

But the magic capital has become the center of the storm.

Every night, the square is full of young people doing Tai Chi.

That scene was very spectacular, and the old man who watched it was happy and worried.

Happily, there are too many people who learn Tai Chi.

I am worried that someone will challenge me.

"Master. Tai Chi, I already know it in my chest, I am extremely proficient, I don't know when the master will teach me the real kung fu. "

Liu Qiang stood beside the old man with resolute eyes and asked.

The old man was worried: "Qiangzi, we are a health boxer." "

The corners of Liu Qiang's mouth twitched.

Still trying to lie to me?

You old thing is so bad.

He took a deep breath: "Master, how did Senior Brother cultivate?"

"Oh, he's making cakes. "

"Okay, I'll make the cakes. "

Liu Qiang walked to the stall, looked at Yan'er who was busy and said, "Senior sister, you get out of the way, I'll make a face." "

Yan'er looked up.

Reached.

A slap on Liu Qiang's chest.

Smack.

Liu Qiang sat on the ground.

Raise your head, your eyes fiery.

It turns out that the senior sister is also so powerful.

Yan'er's eyes were disdainful: "The next plate is unstable, how can you get along?"

Liu Qiang was not angry.

On the contrary, I was very excited.

The circles under my eyes were red with excitement.

Sure enough, I'm ugly, and no one can praise me.

Senior sister scolded me just for my own good.

Finally, did I, Liu Qiang, also feel the taste of being cared for?

Liu Qiang got up: "Senior sister, thank you for scolding me, let me recognize myself and live better." "

Yan'er: '......'

This junior brother is sick, right?

Bad brains?