Chapter 101

In less than a month's effort, Zhenhui's walking, sitting and lying are completely different. He has lost his previous timidity and is more generous.

The breath on the body becomes concise.

Strong muscles and bones, abundant Qi and blood, full of spirit, and visible changes every day.

Guo fanlue tried to find out the root of his change.

Nine figure six sitting posture!

This is also one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. It is used to lay a solid foundation, but it requires high understanding.

It is said that.

When you practice this skill, as long as you can successfully get started, you will naturally produce internal power.

In addition, oral pill and external medicine bath are indispensable.

The progress of Zhenhui can be seen by the naked eye. If Guo fan's cultivation increases, he should be much more introverted and implicit.

This month, his cultivation completely recovered.

The first miraculous Sutra is completely connected, and the bodhi mind Dharma is also the first priority, and the advanced level is the second priority!

Of course, there are lightness skills.

At night, Guo fan, dressed in night clothes, stretched his arms and fell to the ground like a goshawk.

The landing is silent and there is no trace under your feet.

Light the ground, shake your body like the wind, and flash forward like a ghost.

Even if someone sees it, he is afraid that he will think there is an illusion.

At this time, his body method has made great progress than a month ago, and his breath is more and more secret.

It's no wonder that most lightness skill experts are divine thieves and flower pickers. They walk on the steel wire every day. It's difficult to improve their lightness skill!

Just like Guo fan.

When you retreat in the heavily guarded Shaolin Temple, you keep your spirits up all the time and use your lightness skills to the limit.

When changing the body method, we also need to consider the cooperation of corner and shadow, and we dare not leak any breath.

"Hoo..."

The mountain wind rolled up the fallen leaves, and Guo fan's body hid in it and floated on the branches of the trees.

Looking down, the lights below are shining. Two figures, one tall and one short, are practicing their martial arts.

The short one is Zhenhui, and the tall one is really clumsy. He is the teaching monk arranged by Prajna hall for Zhenhui.

Because Xuanxin punished Zhenhui, he can't go to Prajna hall for the time being. He can only teach like this.

This also facilitates Guo fan's peeping.

"Throwing the stele is the first Palm Technique in Shaolin's 72 unique skills at home and abroad."

"Although it is a foreign Kung Fu, it has entered from the outside. Once you have learned something, you can change your hardness and softness as you like."

It's really clumsy to take the horse's steps and tap with both hands. The strength seems small, but it envelops the land in front of me.

"The essence of this palm technique lies in its strength, but the changes are very concise."

"Watch it!"

It's really clumsy. One hand, one stroke, palm forward.

The moves are ordinary, but the ground in front of Zhang Xu suddenly sinks, like a stone tablet.

"All the moves of this palm technique need real strength. It takes the most strength to win with strength."

"The beggars' sect has a dragon subduing palm, which is said to be better than the big tablet smasher. However, it has not been fully inherited now."

"Come on."

He took back his palm and motioned Zhenhui to practice: "try it first, and senior brother will look after it."

"Yes."

Zhenhui nodded and struck out with one hand.

However, when he took the palm, his strength was weak and his muscles and bones could not stretch. In Guo fan's view, he was almost full of flaws.

"Good!"

It was really clumsy. His eyes lit up and he praised: "although his strength is not through, there is no problem with his moves."

"I practiced like you for seven days!"

“……”

On the tree, Guo fan took a swipe at the corners of his mouth.

It's true that people are like their names. In this way, they can learn for seven days. It's really clumsy. This method is not given to the wrong person.

Fortunately, Zhenhui knew his situation very well and asked, "elder martial brother, since this palm technique doesn't pay attention to moves, the focus of learning should be how to make efforts, right?"

"Good."

Zhenzhuo nodded and put one hand on Zhenhui's shoulder: "I'll show you once. Younger martial brother, feel it."

As he said this, Zhenhui's body trembled, his muscles and bones ran through him, and he suddenly hit out with his palm.

"Peng!"

In the void, he was hit with a bang.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

After a slap, Zhenhui trembled all over, his forehead was full of sweat, but his eyes were crazy.

"How awesome!"

"Right."

Zhenzhuo scratched his head and said with a smile, "in fact, the strongest palm technique of our Prajna hall is the Prajna divine palm, and it attaches the most importance to understanding. It just matches you."

"It's a pity that I can't use this palm technique, and I have to have internal power to use it. It's not suitable for laying a foundation."

"Prajna divine palm, the best palm technique in the world!"

Zhenhui's eyes lit up and asked with some doubt, "since you can learn, why can't senior brother?"

To learn, nature is the best.

"This..."

Zhenzhuo smiled awkwardly and said, "the Prajna palm requires too much understanding and is too complex. Senior brother can't learn it."

"The master said, I am dull. Only such simple moves and profound Kung Fu are suitable for me."

"Well, the internal skill of senior brother's cultivation is as skillful as this palm."

"So!"

Zhenhui nodded.

There is no contempt on his face, but he thinks that everyone is different, and what suits him is the best.

Guo fan on the tree was filled with emotion.

It's really stupid. I'm afraid it's not generally stupid. If you change to other sects, you won't have a bright future at all.

Just like martial brother mu of menghumen, he is upright and has a good foundation, but he has no future.

But Shaolin Temple is different!

The martial arts here have been inherited continuously, and the sea is a hundred rivers. No matter what character you have, you can find a suitable one.

"Come on, I'll continue to teach you how to do it."

It's so clumsy to open the shelf and continue to talk about the great monument smasher.

Not only did he have a low understanding, but he was also clumsy. He said it over and over again, but he couldn't explain what he meant.

Sometimes Zhenhui wants to think it through himself, but he suddenly looks and praises again and again.

"Senior brother."

After practicing like this for a while, Zhenhui didn't understand and said, "did martial uncle Xuannan teach you that at the beginning?"

Is that too much trouble?

"That's not true."

Really clumsy looked around and said in a low voice, "I tell you, don't talk outside."

"Well, well."

Zhenhui nodded again and again, his eyes shining, as if he were listening to a big secret.

"At the beginning, I always couldn't remember the formula."

"So I write down two sentences every day, then go back to my room and write them down by dictation, and recite them when I have time," he said with a smile

"If you don't understand, write it down. Go and ask the senior brother of the master of practice, and you'll learn it slowly."

"The master said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so elder martial brother likes to write down what he thinks."

Really clumsy, put his hands together and said, "look at it slowly and guess. One day you will understand."

"Elder martial brother, how awesome!"

Zhenhui looked at each other with envy: "I'm afraid I can't. I don't have the patience as senior brother. Martial uncle Xuannan said I'm still young, uncertain and need to be honed."

"It doesn't matter."

Really clumsy and relieved smile: "when you are as old as me, you will be able to concentrate."

"Yes."

Zhenhui nodded heavily.

At present, they continue to teach and learn one by one, and discuss it from time to time, which is also fun.

At this time, Guo fan has disappeared in situ.

He swayed and floated in the wind. With a flash of dark shadow, he kept moving along the corner and shadow.

Before long, Prajna hall was close at hand.

"Hoo..."

Taking a deep breath, he looked around and fluttered towards the hall in front of him.

There are many experts in the Prajna hall. Even if he is not careful, he is likely to be noticed.

But now that I know, I'm not willing to come.

The body rotates in the air, falling to the ground like fallen leaves, and even really makes the friction sound of leaves falling to the ground.

The Dragon follows the cloud and the tiger follows the wind.

Guo fan understands the true meaning of the tiger, as if he can frighten the wind and quietly integrate himself into it.

Moreover, Hunyuan skill locks the breath of the whole body, and the three eyes are subtle, controlling their every move.

Yunshi is very popular. I'm afraid he's not weak. He's a first-class lightness skill expert in the world.

He swam along the corner of the wall in the Prajna hall and soon came to the meditation room where the monks lived in the backyard.

"What a clumsy room. It should be the second in the third row."

Because he followed Zhenhui once, Guo fan had seen Zhenzhuo come out of the meditation room.

Then the wind blew back.

Landing under the window sash of the back wall, he squatted down gently, held his breath and listened inward.

"Someone!"

Guo fan frowned.

It seems that this is not a really clumsy meditation room. I came out that time to visit other martial brothers.

He shook his head and was about to look for it again, but his face changed slightly.

It's the voice in the meditation room. Something's wrong!

Shortness of breath, not in meditation and rest, but like rummaging around, looking for something.

Looking for something without lighting the light?

Guo fan's eyes flickered, curious, and looked in through the gap between the window sashes.

But I saw a masked monk searching for something in the house and opening drawers one after another.

Not long.

"Found it!"

The monk took out a bottle of pills from a wooden box and hurriedly put them into his arms.

Then he scanned the audience, carefully classified the things, and then padded his feet to escape from the house.

"Tut tut..."

Outside, Guo fan silently tut.

It seems that not only outsiders covet Shaolin Temple Kung Fu, but also their own people are not at peace.

But it's none of his business.

Seeing the monk performing his body method and jumping out of the backyard, he also gently opened the window sash and didn't enter the room.

Looking through the room a little, a book with yellow pages fell into his hand.

Taking advantage of the dim moonlight, the records of the great tablet throwing hand are vivid.

This is a really clumsy note!

According to the appearance, there should be some age, and the brush is still a little childish, which is not a small gap from the advanced.

With a satisfied smile, Guo fan put the book in his arms.

Then he turned over other things slightly. This really clumsy meditation room is a treasure house.

There are not only those who drop steles, but also the Dragon subduing skill. Unfortunately, this skill is incomplete.

It doesn't matter if you don't have complete external skills. You can try to practice.

Internal skill is not good. You can die without a formula!

Guo fan can only express regret.

"Prajna demon subduing Sabre?"

The latest note is about the Prajna magic subduing knife in the 72 unique skills, which makes Guo fan move in his heart.

Having settled down, he cleaned up a little and slipped out of the house.

The masked monk's lightness skill just now is not high. The direction is still the factotum. Why don't you go and have a look?

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