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When Professor Chang heard the little monk's answer, he laughed and patted the boy's bald head and said, "Boy, do you have times of nervousness?"
As soon as Professor Chang finished speaking, Wan Lin, Xiao Ya and Lingling walked into the courtyard with two bags of rice in their hands. Wan Lin and the other two looked at the old men and smiled and shouted: "Grandpa, Master."
Tai, Professor Chang, Master Nian Ci, we are back.”
Ling Yu saw Wan Lin and others walking into the courtyard gate. She let go of Master Tianjue's arm and ran over quickly and shouted excitedly: "Brother, senior sister, you are back!"
She then put Xiaobai on her shoulders, ran to the three of them and snatched the box in Wan Lin's hand. A bright smile appeared on her quiet face.
At this time, the little monk heard Ling Yu's cry and turned around and ran over from the yard. He reached out and wanted to grab the bag in Ling Yu's hand. But just as the little monk reached out, Ling Yu's hand was in the moment he reached out.
Holding the bag, his body suddenly shook, and in a blink of an eye it appeared behind Xiaoya and Lingling.
The little monk grabbed the air. He straightened his waist and looked at Ling Yu who was already standing beside Xiaoya and Lingling, stunned: "Hey, you... what kind of body movement are you? Why... why are you so fast?"
The boy stared at Ling Yu for a moment, and carefully recalled the girl's actions in front of him. His eyes lit up and took a deep breath. His body suddenly shook as Ling Yu's actions just now, and in a blink of an eye, he had already appeared.
In front of Lingyu.
He looked at Lingyu and shouted happily: "Hehe, you...you...you ran over just now, right? I...I seem to have learned it too." He said,
He bent down and snatched the two bags of rice in Lingyu's hand.
At this time, the old man from Wan family and Master Tianjue who were standing behind saw the boy's actions. A look of surprise flashed in their eyes. Master Tianjue said in a low voice: "This little donor is not only good.
He actually saw the key points in Lingyu's movements at a glance!"
The old man from the Wan family heard Master Tianjue's praise, and nodded, turned his head to look at Master Tianjue and said, "That's right, the movement Lingyu just used requires extremely solid internal and light skills foundation, if not
Those of us who are familiar with the Qingxu Scene are martial arts masters who have decades of internal skills and cannot understand the mystery in a short period of time. This kid only took a look and learned it as if he was pretty. He does have super strong
Understand the truth.”
Master Tianjue heard the comment from the old man of the Wan family. She looked at Wan Lin’s grandfather and Professor Chang in surprise and asked in a low voice: “Old Donor Wan, Professor Chang, you are very knowledgeable, which sect is this Jingheng?
Disciple?"
Professor Chang smiled and did not answer when he heard Master Tianjue’s question. He followed Wan Lin’s grandfather. He had known the origin of this little monk for a long time, but he only had some understanding of martial arts in various schools.
Although Professor Chang is proficient in practical combat skills, he is not a pure martial arts practitioner. He knows that he has specialized in martial arts, so he dare not interrupt with these two martial arts masters.
When the old man from Wan family heard the question from Master Tianjue, he looked at the back of the monk and replied: "This kid has a clear bone, a strong understanding, and has laid a solid foundation for martial arts in the year of foundation building. He must have
He is a disciple of a famous sect, and I am also thinking about this kid's martial arts sect."
He then looked at Master Tianjue and said in contemplation: "When we met just now, this kid could actually avoid my palm wind, which means that this kid's internal strength and lightness skills have been truly taught. At that time, I felt that the kid's internal strength was on his body.
It seems familiar, this kid is practicing the internal strength of the Feng family."
"Feng's internal strength, are you talking about the Feng family who is the Feng sword donor in Lin'er's team? I remember Xuwu once said before that the Feng family's sword skills are excellent, but they are not good at internal strength." Tianjue Shi Tai
He asked in surprise.
The old man from Wan family looked at the back of the monk again and replied: "You are right. It turns out that the Feng family is indeed good at sword skills, but later when I saw Xiao Feng, I realized that Xiao Feng actually has a deep internal strength.
, the aura of this stupid boy is very similar to Xiao Feng's inner breath, and both contain a faint domineering aura in his true energy. Could it be that this boy is also a descendant of the Feng family?"
The old man shook his head and said, "But that's not right. Xiaofeng said that the martial arts of the Feng family were passed down to outsiders, and there were no monks. But the boy in front of him claimed to be a Buddhist, and he was obviously not a descendant of the Feng family.
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At this time, Cheng Ru, Dali and his men showed up at the gate of the yard with a stack of food boxes on their shoulders. The old man from the Wan family greeted the people with a smile.
He followed and looked at Master Tianjue and said, "No matter what, I believe that this little monk must have a deep connection with the Feng family, otherwise their internal strength would not be so similar." The old man said with certainty and strided towards Cheng Ru.
A few people walked away.
Professor Chang nodded admirably when he heard the judgment of the old man from the Wan family. When he first met the little monk, he had already heard Wan Lin tell the story of the little monk in detail.
He knew the origin of the Supernatural Temple and the Feng family, and knew that the young monk's superb dart skills came from the Feng family's flying sword technique, and also knew that the Feng family's internal skills also benefited from the internal skills of the Supernatural Temple.
At this time, the little monk had already snatched the rice bag from Lingyu's hand: "Ling... Lingyu, I... I'll do it." Before the boy finished speaking, Lingyu had already flashed behind the two Xiaoxiaoya and Lingling.
Big eyes looked at the little monk with vigilance.
When Lingling saw the little monk snatching the rice bag from Lingyu's hand, she stared at the boy with wide eyes and shouted: "Boy, if there is Lingyu, don't care about us senior sisters?"
The little monk quickly carried two bags of rice on his left shoulder and replied, "Ling...Sister Ling, no...It's not that you don't care about you, I...I think Ling Yu is younger than me, and she's so thin, so I...
…I’ll help her first, you… give me all the things.”
As he said that, the boy snatched the rice bags in Lingling and Xiaoya without saying a word. He put the rice bags on his head and shoulders. The boy had two bags of rice on his shoulders, and two bags of rice on his head. He lifted it up.
His feet walked towards the kitchen on the side.
Everyone laughed when they saw the boy carrying six bags of rice on his shoulders and over his head. Master Nian Ci came up with a smile, and moved the two bags of rice on his head down and said with a smile: "This guy."
The little donor has a lot of strength and can even use his head. We put the things in the kitchen."
When the little monk saw Master Nian Ci wearing a gray monk's robe appearing in front of him, he quickly let go of the rice on his shoulder to bow and bow, and shouted in surprise: "Ah, grandpa...here...
There is also a master, I am late... I pay my respects to Master..."