When Wan Lin heard his grandfather’s judgment, he said admiringly: “Yes, his name is Jingheng, he is the closed disciple of Master Changtian of the Supernatural Temple! Moreover, the martial arts of the Supernatural Temple and the Feng family’s martial arts are indeed very profound.
origin."
He looked at Feng Dao who was walking in with a few boxes and explained in a low voice: "Feng Dao's great-grandfather and Jingheng's master, Master Changtian, were friends when they were young, so I would like to share with you and Xuwudao.
It looks the same. The internal strength of the Feng family is due to the internal strength of the Supernatural Temple, and the dart skills of the Supernatural Temple are due to the sword skills of the Feng family, so the martial arts of the two schools are very similar."
When the old man from the Wan family heard Wan Lin's answer, his eyes lit up and said in surprise: "There is a successor to the Supernatural Temple? According to legend, the martial arts of the Supernatural Temple had been lost a hundred years ago. It's great! But I'm the name of Master Changtian.
But I haven't heard of it."
He followed Master Tianjue and asked, "Miaozhen, the Supernatural Temple was a famous internal martial arts sect in the past, and its internal martial arts were unique in the world. Later, it was the only skill in the world. Now you are a Buddhist, and you should be a martial arts sect in Buddhism.
The master knows a little, have you heard of the name of Master Changtian?"
Master Tianjue replied: "Tianjue has heard of the name of this master. I only know that this is a monk. He seems to be the host of a supernatural temple, but he rarely comes out to walk around, and he knows his very much.
Few, no one knows the location of this supernatural temple.”
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, and then said, "After I entered Jueqing Temple, I heard from the master of Ni's introduction to some famous ancient temples, saying that the incense of the supernatural temple was very popular a hundred years ago, but later I don't know why, this ancient temple was the reason.
Suddenly disappeared from people's sight."
She then raised her head and looked at the old man of the Wan family and continued: "After Pomni became the host of Jueqing Temple, Pomni once visited some well-known ancient temples. Pomni heard some monks talk about this Master Changtian and said that this person was the one who was a great monk.
Master Changtian is proficient in Buddhist principles and masters of martial arts. He is a rare monk in Buddhism, but the poor nuns have no chance to pay homage to him."
The old man from the Wan family heard Master Tianjue's answer and said, "No wonder I have only heard of the Supernatural Temple, but I have never heard of this Master Changtian. It seems that this old master is also a master living in seclusion outside the world."
He followed Wan Lin and asked, "Lin'er, where did you find the successor of the martial arts of the Supernatural Temple?" Before the old man finished speaking, the roar of a helicopter suddenly came from outside the courtyard, and the helicopter rose from the bottom of the mountain.
, then accelerated in the air and flew towards the distant mountains.
The voice of Feng Dao came from Wan Lin's headphones: "Wantou, everything has been removed, I have ordered the helicopter to return." Wan Lin quickly replied to the microphone at his mouth: "Received."
Wan Lin lowered his head and answered. He looked at his grandfather about to speak when a leopard roar suddenly rang out from the mountains outside the courtyard, and the little monk's horrified shout also sounded: "You... don't come over, I...I'm not a bad person.
!Wan...Senior Brother, come quickly, it...it's like a little flower, I...I dare not hit it!"
Amid the panicked shouts of the little monk, the little monk's panicked figure rushed out from the high courtyard wall on the side. The boy jumped over the courtyard wall more than two meters high and went straight to the courtyard and fell down.
As soon as he landed in the yard, a rapid leopard roar had already sounded from the courtyard wall. A little yellow and black leopard swept across the air and rushed straight to the little monk.
When the little monk landed, he heard the sharp wind sound coming from behind. He immediately understood that the little leopard had rushed behind him. In panic, the boy's body suddenly changed direction and rushed towards the courtyard wall in front of him.
He rushed to a place two or three meters away from the courtyard wall, and pushed his feet hard and rushed upwards. His left hand stretched out at the same time, and he slammed the wall and jumped up to the wall again. The boy stood on the high wall and looked at the wall.
I ran forward and appeared on the roof on the side of the courtyard in a blink of an eye.
The little leopard pounced behind the monk, but it did not expect that the little monk's movements were extremely fast, and it disappeared from its eyes in a flash, and then appeared on the side wall again.
The one who rushed over was the Xiaoshan Wangqiuqiu. It had already pounced behind the little monk, but unexpectedly the boy escaped from him again. It was so angry that it roared "ao" and it was about to roar to the side of the courtyard wall as soon as it landed.
Rising up.
At this moment, Xiaohua and Xiaobai ran out happily in the living room. The two leopards saw their baby son, wagging their tails, grinning and excitedly running towards Qiuqiu.
At this time, the little monk had already rushed to the high roof of the side wing. When he saw Xiaohua and Xiaobai running out, he shouted happily: "Xiao...hua, Xiaobai, hurry... help me stop...
Stop this little guy.”
Before he finished speaking, Qiuqiu, who was angry, was already staring at Xiaohua and Xiaobai, who were running towards him, let out a deafening roar.
When Xiaohua and Xiaobai heard the angry roar of this baby son, they were so scared that they turned around and ran to the living room again. The big tail that had just been raised had already drooped behind them, and their expressions looked very panicked.
Qiuqiu saw that his parents had escaped, and he turned around and jumped up to the side wall with a "whimper", and then chased the little monk on the roof.
The little monk stood on the roof and saw his savior turning around and rushing into the house again. He shouted in anger: "Xiaohua, Xiao... Bai, what are you running away? Come and help me!"
The boy was already sweating in panic. He turned his head and looked at the little leopard that had already jumped up to the yard wall. Then he looked at the group of Wan Lin and others who were looking at him. He shouted anxiously: "Wan Wan"
...Senior Brother, Senior Sister Xiaoya, you guys quickly... stop it, it... who is it? I...I didn't dare to provoke it."
He saw that Wan Lin and others did not answer, and then looked at the old men and shouted: "Grandma... Grandpa, teacher, Chang... Grandpa, you... come and help me too!" The boy said in his mouth.
As he shouted, his calves swung rapidly, and he ran along the ridge toward the roof behind him, with his figure very fast.
When everyone heard the boy's panic scream, they looked up and saw the boy jumping up onto the roof in a mess. Everyone couldn't help laughing.
They already understood that Qiuqiu must have been playing in the mountains in the distance just now, and suddenly he heard the roar of the helicopter here. The little guy must have realized that Wan Lin, Xiaohua, Xiaobai, the parents of his own are back.
, so it ran back from the distant mountains in excitement.
This little guy must have just run to the hillside of Wanjiayuan and saw the little monk, a fully armed stranger, so he rushed up and rushed towards the boy.
At this time, everyone heard the little monk's call for help, and laughed without saying a word. Everyone turned their heads to look at Xiaohua and Xiaobai in the roar of Qiuqiu.