Chapter 2 Shaolin martial arts performance

It was dim and fog was hazy, and the day in Shaolin Temple opened before dawn.

Carry water, chop firewood, sweep the fallen leaves in temples, chant scriptures and meditate.

As the third generation of the Xu generation in Shaolin Temple, Ye Wuxin was naturally assigned a lot of chores.

Faced with the many senior brothers and junior brothers who were walking slightly as fast as they were, he could only secretly use his internal strength and bite the bullet.

Fortunately, Ye Wuxin's internal skills are already considered a third-rate master, and the medicinal properties of Wubao Niu Wine and Laba Porridge have not yet subsided.

After picking up two water tanks, he didn't feel very tired, but he adapted to this body.

After a round, he also saw the general strength of the Xu generation.

There is no doubt that no one of the internal skills of many monks of the Xu generation has better than him.

This is normal. Although Shaolin is famous all over the world, it is difficult for the younger generation to be talented.

Cultivating a monk from a young age must know the literacy and Scriptures, recite Buddhist scriptures, exercise his body, and cultivate Buddha nature. Only after becoming an adult can you choose a few 72 Shaolin skills.

As for internal strength and mental methods, although they have been taught since childhood, this kind of thing still depends on personal talent.

Huihuan turned around and left, and a message appeared in Ye Wuxin's eyes again.

The leader of Shaolin, Xuan Ci, was respectfully called the "Tiger and Arhat in the Jianghu people. His Vajra palm power was even more famous.

As the youngest person in the Xu generation, Xu Zhu naturally had to salute every monk. It was not until a long time later that it was his turn to step onto the martial arts arena.

Xuansheng sat cross-legged on the cushion and saw the competition between the disciples below.

"No, my junior brother has made great progress in martial arts, so I don't have any effort to stop my efforts."

The Great Vajra Finger practiced by Xuyuan is almost the same as his Arhat Fist, and his internal strength and cultivation can also rank among the top three among his peers.

Ye Wuxin's face was complicated and he silently saluted the old man in front of him.

【Emotional Point from Xuansheng +1】

When practicing martial arts, he shouted a few times from time to time. The martial arts he practiced was the Great Arhat Fist, one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

[Drip! Emotional points from Huilun +5]

Xu Sheng gave a tribute and quietly retreated aside.

In the last game, Xu Zhu vs Xu Yuan.

In the Shaolin Temple martial arts training ground, Ye Wuxin stood in front of the wooden man and punched the wooden man one by one.

"Senior Brother of the Sect."

After finishing the chores, Ye Wuxin, who was sore all over, followed his senior brother to the kitchen hall.

‘Add 20? It’s the highest amount now. Master, it seems that your Zen cultivation is not enough, so you’ll be happy so easily.’

"ha!"

"Xu Zhu, why are you so diligent today?"

"Only by winning is not arrogant, without being discouraged, and without having the will to compete for victory, you can get closer to the principles of my Buddha."

As an ancient skill of Shaolin Temple, Arhat Fist is easy to understand, masculine and powerful, and secretly reflects the changes in the virtual and the real. The mystery between them is enough to make people study it for a lifetime.

Many monks and disciples saluted one after another, showing respect.

"Senior brother, please give me advice."

This is his body's father, a real person who regards Shaolin's reputation as more important than his wife and children's lives.

Xu Sheng nodded slightly, clenched his fists, and looked like a big pestle. It was the Great Weituo Pestle, one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills.

Outside the martial arts training ground, Monk Huilun touched his bald head, feeling a little strange.

When he saw the manifestations of Xu Zhu and Xu Sheng, Xuansheng nodded slightly.

Ye Wuxin was secretly shocked, but his expression was in the ancient well. He secretly moved three parts of his internal energy to protect his whole body, and a loud shout came from his mouth.

‘After a few days, my Arhat Fist will definitely reach the first level. Relying on my own internal skills, I will definitely win the leader of this martial arts performance.’

Faced with the oncoming force of hard and fierce fingers, Ye Wuxin fully utilized the principle of seemingly hard but not hard in the Great Arhat Fist, and used the method of hitting the east and hitting the west to confront it.

Relying on his internal skills comparable to third-rate masters and his ten percent proficiency, Ye Wuxin won consecutive victories, allowing Huilun to make a big splash among many brothers.

As the sun sets, with the competition between many brothers and brothers, the martial arts performance of the Xu generation is about to end.

"Junior brother, be careful."

Ye Wuxin, who had been practicing for the afternoon, showed a smile, and his proficiency in Luohan Fist increased by one percent.

In the end, he barely won the leader of this martial arts performance.

"The martial arts performance begins!"

Forget it, this is Shaolin, and no one dares to disguise himself as a fake Shaolin disciple, let alone that he has seen the older Xu Zhu since he was a child!

‘Is 15 points of emotion worth? The primary draw is 1,000 points, the intermediate draw is added to zero, and the advanced one is added to zero, the journey is difficult.’

Although there are reasons for his lack of martial arts practice in his early years, the Huangmei Monk was able to travel around the world by practicing the Vajra finger to the second level and seventh level in the past.

Mountain vegetable-flavored eggplant, all kinds of vegetarian food are available, which can also be regarded as a way to prepare vegetarian dishes.

Shaolin's systematic training of talents has made it difficult for people with a little talent to stand out, but the lower limits of many younger generations are quite high.

This is the result of Xu Zhu's cultivation for more than 20 years and his true talent.

Before he finished speaking, a monk wearing a big red cassock and an old-looking monk slowly appeared and stood beside Xuansheng.

How come my disciple, who is not good at speaking, has become better in eloquence? Could it be that he has had some sudden enlightenment of Zen? It's so strange.

"The disciple is dull in qualifications. Every time he plays chess, he loses more than he wins. He only sharpens his gun when he is about to perform martial arts."

It was also a punch with great force and heavy force, and the Great Arhat Fist made the punch that was in the middle of Xusheng.

"Thank you, my senior brother, for giving in."

Ye Wuxin shook his head slightly, left the martial arts training ground to prepare for bathing and changing clothes, and welcomed tonight's dinner.

From this we can see that Xu Zhu's qualifications are really not good.

【Arhat Fist: 7% (proficiency)】

The group of monks of Huizi nodded slightly, and Huihua mixed in with them, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he returned to calm.

【Emotional Points from Huilun +20】

"Although you lose more than you win, you are kind and have little desire to win or lose. This is the principle of the Buddha, Amitabha Buddha."

Three days later, in the Shaolin martial arts performance venue.

The sun sets west and the sky is getting late.

"The competition ends. Xu Zhu, the winner, is diligent in practicing Buddhism and martial arts."

【Emotional Points from Huihua+10.】

Seeing his enlightenment master ask a question, Ye Wuxin was surprised by the appearance of his emotional point, but he still respectfully replied.

The Great Wei Tuo Pestle takes the intention of Wei Tuo to subdue demons, and its moves are powerful and powerful, with unparalleled power.

After practicing a unique skill for decades, no matter how bad it is, he is at least a first-class expert at the bottom.

Seeing Xu Sheng pushing him a few steps later, Ye Wuxin immediately bowed.

As an introductory skill of Shaolin Temple, Luohan Fist can be said to be a few tricks for everyone, but this does not mean that it is not strong.

Xuansheng, a monk from the Xuan generation, nodded slightly, Huizi generation, Huizhen saluted respectfully, and secretly ran a Shaolin lion and shouted to everyone below.

"Amitabha, tonight, the one who has won the martial arts will come to the Great Hall, and I will answer the Buddhist scriptures for him."

Another series of emotions came to the account, Ye Wuxin's face was like an ancient well without waves, and she gave a deep gift.

"The little monk thanked the abbot."

At the same time, Ye Wuxin secretly made up his mind that he would make a big deal this time.

(End of this chapter)
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