Chapter 5765 The little monk recognizes his relatives
The little monk sat cross-legged on the ground. He didn't care about the gazes around him and began to practice his kung fu calmly. After a while, the boy had used his own true energy to circulate for a week with the cold true energy in his body.
, the boy then opened his eyes happily.
He raised his head and smiled at the teacher who was standing in front of him. He lightly pressed his hands on the ground, and his body sitting cross-legged on the ground rose upwards. He knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow, and stammered in his mouth: "Thank you."
...Master Xie, the cool air you gave me is so...so comfortable. You...you can also teach me. I...I will worship you...as my teacher."
Master Tianjue laughed when he heard the boy's voice: "Amitabha, you little brat, how can you become a disciple so casually? What about your Master Changtian of Lingyi Temple? Are you no longer a disciple of Lingyi Temple?"
The young monk was stunned when he heard Teacher Tai's question. He looked up at the thin Master Tai and replied with some confusion: "To... back to Teacher Tai, only... as long as there are people with higher martial arts skills than me.
And if you are willing to teach Jingheng, you are all... my master. Of course, Master Changtian is still my master, I... I am a disciple of Lingyi Temple, this... this
No...cannot change."
When the people around saw the look on this kid's face, they all understood that this kid didn't know the differences between the martial arts, let alone the red tape in the martial arts world.
He only knows that anyone who can teach him kung fu should be called master. But no matter who teaches him kung fu, he will always be a disciple of Lingyi Temple, and Master Changtian will always be the master in his heart.
Master Tianjue looked at this boy and smiled. She already knew that although this boy was fond of martial arts, he was not a person who was unjust and unjust. He believed in his heart that he would always be Master Changtian's disciple and the successor of Lingyi Temple.
The teacher bent over and pulled the boy up from the ground, raised his hand and gently touched the boy's bald head and said: "Amitabha, you are right, anyone who can teach you martial arts is a master, but you are a disciple of Lingyi Temple.
The identity will not change."
She then pointed at the old man from the Wan family standing behind and said: "Jingheng, with this little skill in my body, I am not qualified to teach you martial arts. If you want to learn martial arts, go to your grandfather. He is from the Wan family."
The leader is also in charge of Xuanxu Temple matters, Wan Lao Donor is the person you are looking for."
When the young monk heard Teacher Tai's words, he looked at Teacher Tai's hands clasped together, bowed deeply and said: "Thank you...Thank you Teacher Tai for your guidance, then...then I will first worship my grandfather as...as my teacher,"
Then... I will come back to worship you as my teacher, you... your Han Gong is too... too powerful."
As the boy spoke, he straightened up and took a step towards the old man Wanjia. He bent his knees and knelt down again, shouting excitedly: "Grandpa, grandpa... grandpa..."
The old man from the Wan family smiled and grabbed the boy's arm and said with a smile: "Bad boy, I can't be your master. When did I become your grandfather?"
The young monk was stunned when he heard the answer of the old man from the Wan family! He looked up at the tall old man, his face flushed, and tears suddenly flashed in his bright eyes.
He stared blankly at the old man and murmured in a low voice: "Wan... Senior Brother Wan's grandfather is... my grandfather. Why... why are you... not my grandfather? You... you...
If you can... teach Brother Wan martial arts, why don't you... teach me martial arts? I... I am also your... your grandson."
Wan Lin and others standing behind the old man saw the little monk's aggrieved and sad look, and they hurriedly came over. Xiaoya whispered to her grandfather: "Grandpa, Jingheng grew up in Lingyi Temple since he was a child. He rarely
In contact with outsiders, the only relatives around him are senior Changtian and two senior brothers. After he came to the army, he has regarded us all as his relatives. He said that our relatives are his relatives, and you are his biological grandfather.
So he keeps talking about coming to see you."
When the old man from the Wan family heard Xiaoya's explanation, his gray eyebrows trembled a few times. He then glanced at Lingyu, who was standing aside with his head lowered, and suddenly understood the meaning of Xiaoya's words.
Lingyu also grew up with two masters since childhood. The environment in which this child grew up was almost the same as that of the young monk. They both grew up in the wild mountains and forests, with little contact with outsiders. Their hearts were extremely pure.
The old man knows that since Wan Lin and the others rescued Lingyu, this little girl has regarded Wan Lin and the others as her biological brothers and sisters, and she has also regarded herself, Wan Lin's grandfather, as her own biological grandfather.
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The old man suddenly understood the reason why the little monk was sad. He quickly pulled the little monk gently to him, looked down at the boy's tearful eyes, and said kindly: "My child, you are right, I am you.
My dear grandfather, I have never disowned you as my grandson."
The old man stared at the young monk's clear eyes, and continued with some emotion: "Jingheng, I have listened to your senior brother and senior sister's talk about your situation, and I can also see from your eyes that you are in your long days.
You have learned a good set of martial arts from your master, and have a solid foundation in internal strength. But you still don’t know that the martial arts of each martial arts school have their own characteristics. Not just anyone can be your master.
There is only Master Tian."
He continued to explain: "This is especially true for our Neigong sect. Whether it is the Neigong of our Wan family or Xuanxu Guan, the running meridians of the Neigong of your Lingyi Temple are different. There is a big difference. Our Wanjia Neigong is not yours."
You can learn if you want to.”
When Wan Lin heard this, he already understood what his grandfather meant. He is now a rare master of internal skills in the world, and he possesses the two major internal skills of Wan Family and Xuanxu Guan.
But even though he had much deeper internal strength than the young monk, he almost went crazy when Taoist Master Xianwu taught him the Yinhan Internal Skill of Xuanxu Guan. If it weren't for his own deep internal strength and the treasure of Xuanxu Guan,
Bless me, I'm afraid he has gone crazy and lost all his power.
Therefore, without the guidance of a master with extremely strong internal strength, disciples of the internal strength sect cannot easily practice other internal strength, otherwise it will be extremely dangerous.
Wan Lin followed and walked forward, looking at the somewhat confused young monk and explaining: "Jingheng, grandpa is right, now you already have the foundation of Lingyi Temple's internal skills. Once you easily practice the internal skills of other sects, the two internal forces will
It is very likely that a conflict will occur within the body, causing a very dangerous situation, do you understand?"
After listening to his grandfather's words and Wan Lin's explanation, the young monk nodded and replied: "Brother Wan, I... I seem to understand... a little bit. Grandpa is... doing it for my own good, and is afraid that I... will show up while practicing.