Monk Bujie was originally a butcher. He fell in love with a nun and wanted to marry her. The nun naturally refused because of the Buddhist precepts.
Not only did Kebujie not give up, he also became a monk.
The euphemistic saying is that if the Buddha punished the nun, even if he went to hell, he had violated the precepts and would still accompany the nun.
The nun was deeply moved, and after the two got married, they gave birth to a daughter.
But when his daughter was three months old, Bujie had a few words with a beautiful young woman. The wife was so jealous that she left her right there.
In order to find his wife, the monk Bujie took his daughter and started looking for nunneries one by one.
Just because his wife turned out to be a nun, he thought that his wife might become a nun again.
One day when he arrived at Baiyun Nunnery in Hengshan, Master Dingyi saw that the child was too young. He was afraid that the child would get sick and lose his life if he kept wandering around, so he adopted his daughter.
Monk Bujie has been looking for his wife for more than ten years without any news. He thought that more than ten years have passed and his daughter has grown up.
This time I came to Hengshan City because I wanted to meet Master Dingyi so that I could get to know my daughter.
I met Zhuo Lingfeng today, and I admired his character and martial arts very much. I thought that finding such a son-in-law would be able to protect his daughter, and he would be able to find a wife again with peace of mind!
So I wanted to trap this "son-in-law" first. As for what to say when he saw his daughter, Zhuo Lingfeng disagreed. How could he think so much if he was not a monk and a reckless man?
As for when he returned to Yanlou in Hengyang yesterday and met Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang fighting, he was just watching the excitement.
After all, Monk Bujie has not seen his daughter for more than ten years. He neither knows her appearance nor her name. How could he know that the "cute girl" Yilin is his precious daughter.
When he saw Tian Boguang losing a bet to Linghu Chong and wanting to become a disciple of the little nun, he was still cheering loudly.
But Zhuo Lingfeng had some misunderstandings about some of the inside stories, and was stunned by Bujie's scolding for a moment. He couldn't help but ask the doubts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, and said: "You really didn't know before this
Yilin is your daughter?".
Monk Bujie glared and said: "You are so good at martial arts, but your brain is not working well!
The Sa family just said that I have been looking for a wife for more than ten years, but I have never seen my daughter. How did I know that her name is Yilin?"
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
He himself behaves erratically, but he says that people’s brains are not working well!
As for what he is saying now, many people still don’t understand whether he knows who his daughter is!
But when the monk said this, he took a step forward. He stared at Zhuo Lingfeng with his big eyes. There was a fierceness in his eyebrows. He raised his eyebrows and shouted: "By the way, you know the great monk, Sajia is very good."
Wondering.
Now you know that I have a daughter, and that she is in the Hengshan sect and her name is Yilin?
Even the Sa family didn’t know her Dharma name, so they said, “How do you know this?”.
Although the monk who is not disciplined is reckless, he is not a fool.
When Zhuo Lingfeng called out his Dharma name, he was a little puzzled, but the other party said that he was an infatuated person.
He thought that the fact that he visited nunneries all over the world to find a wife was known to everyone, so he didn't take it to heart.
But this man actually knew that he had a daughter, and even knew that her name was Yilin, which had to make him suspicious.
Zhuo Lingfeng's doubts were all cleared up. Previously, he heard from Monk Bujie that he saw Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang fighting yesterday, and he wondered why the other party wouldn't support his daughter.
It turned out that he didn't know his daughter's name, so he didn't take the seat. He smiled and said, "You must know that I was born in Zhongnan Mountain, and I am good at seeking immortality and divination. What does this trivial matter mean?".
The reason why he blurted out that Yilin was Bujie's daughter was because he didn't know that Monk Bujie was also returning to Yanlou at that time, and he didn't go into detail about the relationship between father and daughter, so he rashly blurted out this information.<
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It’s really easy to make people suspicious!
But there’s no way to tell the truth, we can only talk vaguely about metaphysics.
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, everyone couldn't help but nodded.
After all, "Zhongnan Mountain" is the ancestral home of Quanzhen, a famous Taoist mountain, and the way of seeking immortality and divination has been shrouded in mystery from ancient times to the present. Who dares to say anything about it!
When Monk Kebujie heard what Zhuo Lingfeng said, his eyebrows immediately raised and he said sternly: "Do you think Sajia is an idiot?"
With a sway of his body, he came to Zhuo Lingfeng's side. He clasped his shoulder with his left hand and grabbed his chest with his right palm. Bujie was already tall and had long arms, and his strikes were quick and powerful, with the power of thunder and lightning.
Zhuo Lingfeng sighed slightly and said: "It should have been like this!"
Sitting upright and motionless, with his left shoulder slightly slumped, he turned his right hand upwards, flexed his fingers and flicked towards the "Shenmen point" on monk Bujie's wrist, and brought up a gust of wind with his left hand, hitting his right palm.
Monk Bujie had learned Zhuo Lingfeng's finger strength. Even if his internal strength was several times stronger, he would not dare to let it hit the "Shenmen point", so his left palm hurriedly retracted.
At the same moment, there was a "pop" sound, and Monk Bujie's right palm intersected with Zhuo Lingfeng's left palm.
Monk Bujie has amazing arm strength, deep internal strength, and a commanding position. His palm power is as strong as a mountain. However, when he was hit by Zhuo Lingfeng's palm, he couldn't hold on and took a step back.
Zhuo Lingfeng, who was a master of martial arts, swayed slightly, the chair under his butt clicked, and several more cracks were clearly visible.
But if he didn't stop, he would know that he was standing while the other person was sitting still. He was obviously losing, so he shouted: "Okay! If you can, don't get up!"
The left hand suddenly flicked the wrist, drew an arc, and brushed the ground with a palm, like a rainbow crossing the sky or a shooting star chasing the moon, and then struck Zhuo Lingfeng in the chest.
Zhuo Lingfeng's face never showed the slightest hint of arrogance because he had gained the upper hand with one move. But if he didn't get up to fight just now, and now that he got up, wouldn't he really be underestimated by this wild monk?
He snorted coldly, and his left hand floated like a gust of wind, bypassing Bujie's palm, wrapping it around his wrist, and then flicked his "Taiye" point with his fingers.
Although Zhuo Lingfeng is arrogant, he is not stupid!
If you try harder at this time, the chair will break into pieces!
Unexpectedly, although Monk Bujie looks rough, he is very agile. He did not let Zhu Lingfeng's moves slow him down, and he suddenly twisted his body and flicked his robe sleeves.
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The sleeves were filled with his strong inner strength, and they were like a sail bulging high, wrapping Zhuo Lingfeng's palm inside.
Monk Bujie's whole body was full of energy, and an extremely powerful evil spirit spread out, and he shot it out with just one palm.
Everyone couldn't see his hands, but they heard a roaring sound coming from his sleeves, which was a testament to his strength.
The monk Bujie put his palms in his sleeves and beat him to pieces, which was very powerful.
Even Zhuo Lingfeng's expression was condensed, thinking: "Good guy, this monk is really powerful. Yue Buqun and Yu Canghai are definitely no match for him!"
But his ten years of achievements were extraordinary, and he shouted: "Well done!".
Qi penetrates the left hand, turns the palm into a fist, and sends it straight out, with a powerful force like an overwhelming force.
In an instant, the two fists met in Bujie's sleeves.
Even though the monk Bujie's inner strength cultivation is beyond the reach of other people, he still feels a powerful impact, his heart feels like a huge shock, his face is red and his ears are red.
At the same time, there were a few "clicks" and the four legs of the chair Zhuo Lingfeng sat on were broken.
But the monk who was not disciplined felt even worse. His heart seemed to jump out of his body, and he could no longer stand still. He heard a "chi" sound, his sleeves tore apart, and he couldn't help but take four or five steps back, and he shouted:
: "What kind of punch is this!"
Zhuo Lingfeng knew that he could not protect the chair while sitting. When the chair's legs were broken, he somersaulted out like lightning, threw the chair towards Bujie with his backhand, and said with a smile in the air: "
Big Demon-Suppressing Fist!".
Monk Bujie was startled: "What kind of boxing technique is the Great Demon Subduing Fist?" Just as the thought flashed through his mind, the broken chair made a "wu" sound, like an arrow leaving the string, and hit Monk Bujie with a strong wind.
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The blood in his chest was boiling, and he couldn't regain his breath. He didn't dare to attack the chair, so he hurriedly turned and leaned back, bending like a rainbow, and the chair flew past the door in front of him.
Everyone didn't expect that with such a body, his soft skills would be so good.
"Dong——"
This extremely hard chair hit the wall and fell apart like sand and gravel, with sawdust flying everywhere.
Such a large tavern also suddenly shook, and dust and dirt fell rustling down, as if there was a heavy rain.
Before Bujie could stand firm, Zhuo Lingfeng used his feet on the wall and struck again.
It looks like a handsome eagle pounces on food, and strikes it down with one punch.
With this punch, the tavern seemed to be hit by a hurricane, with dishes and dishes jumping around.
Everyone was almost out of breath when they saw the momentum. Both the shopkeeper and the people watching the excitement had frightened expressions on their faces and rushed to the wall.
As for the shopkeeper, they can only pray that they can pay themselves a sum of money after the fight!