The villain is invincible

Chapter 172 Scattering Flower Palm

Hearing these words, the master on the opposite side... Puff, a mouthful of old blood almost came out.

It is also thanks to the fact that Buddhists pay attention to self-cultivation of the mind and body, the master's state was immediately adjusted.

After thinking about it, it might be unrealistic for me to be the number one master in the temple, but if I can teach a decision master, maybe even the number one master in the world, then he will be equally famous.

Thinking of the futility here, he smiled. He patted Mai Fan on the shoulder and said to him, "Go! Master will take you to the martial arts arena of the uncharacterized generation."

"From now on, you will practice martial arts with your brothers."

"The uncharacterized generation is the representative of the younger generation in Shaolin. There are a lot of talents among them, and each has their own strengths because of their different learning."

"Liaofan, Liaofan, if you can get the first place in the wordless class, then when you go out, you must say, I Wucheng is your enlightenment master."

Mai Fan responded with a smile: "Don't worry, Master, you will be a teacher for a day and you will be a teacher for life. Although there is a saying that the blue is better than the blue, but the status of a master and apprentice is a lifetime."

With Mai Fan's guarantee, the martial arts master is even happier.

He pulled Mai Fan impatiently towards the larger martial arts arena, and he did not forget to introduce the situation there to Mai Fan while walking.

Mai Fan responded with a smile on his face, thinking that as long as he was in the same place with the people without words, then Wuhua would have a lot of scruples if he made a move.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Martial Arts Field where the No-Character Generation was not far away arrived.

The master who is in charge of teaching martial arts of the uncharacterized generation here is higher than the master who teaches the young monk.

The monks who teach class C of the non-character generation are the monks of the round-character generation.

After reaching this generation, the highest level in Shaolin is now the Kong Zi generation.

Mai Fan is still very satisfied with the instructor of this seniority.

Didn't the other party share a great news with him after checking his progress?

"If it's true what my nephew said, this little monk Fan has learned quickly."

"I think about this year's martial arts competition, the results of our class C will not be too ugly."

"But nephew, you have to hide this matter for me."

"After all, according to the rules in the monastery, if you perform well, you will be promoted automatically after you have achieved a certain level of success."

"Let me suppress this news for the time being, and pass it on to the master after the competition."

"You know, although little monk Fan has some connections with our Shaolin, he is just a monk after all."

"Come here to learn some superficial things that don't involve the core, and our Shaolin Temple won't care."

"But if it really involves top-level martial arts, it still needs our host abbot to make a decision."

This remark makes sense, Wucheng nodded, and agreed to the uncle's suggestion.

Anyway, he has already fulfilled his promise to Liao Fan. Liao Fan can be smoothly promoted to the no-character generation in the future, and he is the only monk among the monks in the outer temple who has studied martial arts above the middle and high levels. of.

But they didn't know that Mai Fan had left behind for himself.

He chose the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Thousand Hands pose as the direction of practice, and then put the acquisition of advanced martial arts that may be interrupted in the future on the sweeping monk.

Because during this period of time, apart from practicing martial arts, he just went to Huogong Toutuo to ask for a bowl of tofu.

After eating the tofu, taking advantage of the gloomy sky, I took the broom and bucket to clean the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Shaolin Temple.

He was in the Sutra Pavilion, but he met a lot of interesting things and interesting people.

According to Mai Fan's level, he couldn't feel those masters coming and going in this sieve-like scripture pavilion at all.

But with the addition of the game system, a bunch of people staring at the red name are like fireflies in the dark night, making it difficult for Mai Fan, who is cleaning, not to pay attention.

Every time he enters the Sutra Pavilion, he has to put on his facial expression, pretending to be a simple and innocent little monk. What he does... is just to make the sweeping monk at the door work less.

Probably Mai Fan's performance is too diligent, this kind person, even if he is a big devil, will have some joy.

Just like now, after Mai Fan has been studying in Class C of the non-character class for a month, he finds that his master is suppressing his progress intentionally or unintentionally.

He has clearly practiced the Thousand Hands of Great Mercy and Great Compassion to the point of achieving some success, but the martial arts master just suppressed him and did not give him guidance on how to improve.

Thinking of this, Mai Fan stood at the door and sighed.

Because the sweeping monk has been hanging out with Mai Fan for the past two or three months, he also has a good impression of this smiling little monk.

The floor-sweeping monk who didn't talk much asked, "Liaofan, seeing that you don't sigh often, what troubles do you have? But do you miss the brothers from the original temple?"

Mai Fan's answer was also very honest: "The big competition is coming soon, but why hasn't my master taught me the Scattering Flower Palm below?"

The floor-sweeping monk smiled: "At your young age, it's rare to be able to practice the Great Compassion Thousand Hands pose proficiently."

"Why do you still want to eat a fat man in one bite, and just learn some advanced Sanhua palm?"

Mai Fan's face was somewhat dissatisfied: "Who said that, Grand Master, the little monk will show you a set of great compassion and thousand hands."

"I dare say that my level is not inferior to that of the senior brothers who have no characters."

"Oh?" The sweeping monk didn't speak, which meant that he agreed to the other party's request.

Mai Fan threw the broom in his hand and demonstrated a set of thousand hands to the sweeping monk.

Don't tell me, under the blessing of the system, Mai Fan's thousand-hand posture really used the magic method of the Thousand-Hand Avalokitesvara. During the martial arts, the palms flew apart, forming afterimages around Mai Fan, When one palm falls, the other palm follows, repeating itself again and again, just like an arhat with eight arms, the afterimage also condenses into substance.

In the eyes of the sweeping monk, Mai Fan's set of palms is not perfect, and there are still many rough places.

But compared with the Buddhist meaning contained in it, those things are insignificant.

According to Sweeping Monk's vision, this is even better than the most talented young monk in Shaolin.

This superiority does not refer to martial arts skills, but refers to the integration between civil and martial arts, as well as the understanding of the essence of true Buddhist Kungfu.

For such a person who was born to be a monk, the sweeping monk has a heart of love for talents.

He thought that tomorrow, he would find a way to leave some messages with the head host, so as to attract his attention to Mai Fan.

After Mai Fan finished this set of thousand hands, he was not discouraged when he saw that the sweeping monk hadn't spoken.

His purpose is just to leave an impression in the opponent's heart. Later, when he needs to attack this person, it will be relatively easy.

(End of this chapter)