Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World

Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 3

Although "Iron Head Art" is a basic martial arts, it also requires hard work. Maybe a lot of blue bricks will be brought in and slapped on one's head one by one. This kind of almost self-abuse Huo Yuanzhen's heart fluttered.

Originally, Huo Yuanzhen thought he couldn't learn it easily, but when he opened the book to learn, various essentials about Iron Head Art suddenly flooded into his mind, and the whole head seemed to follow changed.

This process lasted about ten minutes, and after ten minutes, Huo Yuanzhen opened his eyes.

Huo Yuanzhen has confirmed that he has fully learned Iron Head Art, and has reached the highest realm of Iron Head Art. The whole head is as hard as iron. It won't work, knocking down the wall will not lose a scalp.

It is estimated that the trick of oil hammer initiation is similar to scratching the itch for my current self.

Huo Yuanzhen touched his bald head with his hand. Huo Yuanzhen really didn't know how to express his feelings. It seems that this basic martial arts is really useful. Iron Head Art is also indispensable.

He has the slight Inner Strength of Young Boy Art, and now his head has become a killer. Huo Yuanzhen can't be said to be a complete martial arts rookie, but only his fist skills, Lightweight Art footwork, weapons, etc. Still not at all, but with this head, it is enough for him to hit anyone unexpectedly.

It's just that Huo Yuanzhen will never reveal his kung fu until it is a last resort. Without it, it would be too embarrassing. Dignified Shaolin abbot, he will stand up when he stands bald, think about it feel tragic.

After learning Iron Head Art, Huo Yuanzhen looked at the Martial Arts Secret Book in his hand, which seemed to have changed and turned into a pure book. The above introduces how to practice Iron Head Art. Steps, Huo Yuanzhen is very sure, and now give this cheat book to others to practice, there is absolutely no such way to learn the magical power of Great Accomplishment at a glance.

But that's fine. The cheats that I have used can just be used to teach Disciple to my disciples. After all, one of my tasks is to make Shaolin the first under heaven great sect, relying only on myself. People can't make things happen.

He took a board and patted it on his head. The board all split up and in pieces, and he didn't even feel it on his head. Huo Yuanzhen made sure that he had indeed become Iron Head Art before adding the cheats. put away.

Huo Yuanzhen felt hungry after completing the first item of martial arts, which he couldn't do well. It's been two days since he passed through, and he hasn't eaten a serious meal. When he loses his attention, his hands tremble. .

Before he could go out to find Yi Kong Yi Jing and let them cook, Yi Jing had already pushed in the door.

"Abbot Senior Brother, it's time to cook".

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned: "Am I in charge of cooking?".

"Yeah, it used to be you".

Huo Yuanzhen recalled for a moment, it seems to be true, Yi Jie was responsible for cooking in the past.

But Huo Yuanzhen also remembered, in fact, the difficulty of Shaolin Temple is not cooking, but carrying water.

There is a small Yinma Lake on the mountainside of Yuzhai Mountain, but there are a dozen or more li from where the Shaolin Temple is located. Carrying water has always been a difficult problem.

Touching his bald head, Huo Yuanzhen said, "I used to cook, but it's different now. I'm an abbot. Have you seen an abbot cook by himself? If there is water fetching, the abbot shouldn’t do these tasks.”

"What should I do then?", Yi Jing's response was a little slow, and she didn't know how to shoot the new abbot's flattery.

Even if it is taken, it is useless, Huo Yuanzhen will not go to fetch water.

"It's easy to handle, you'll be in charge of carrying the water in the future, and Eldest Senior Brother will be in charge of cooking, so that's it."

Yi Jing scratched his head hesitantly, "Abbot Senior Brother, but I still want to practice martial arts."

"You can practice martial arts, Senior Brother I have learned Iron Head Art now and can teach you".

"Iron Head Art!".

Yi Jing's eyes lit up immediately. Shaolin Temple has no proven martial arts at all. The former abbot of Profound Abyss just taught Subduing Tiger Fist and a set of half-slung footwork, and saw Buddha go. Yi Jing did it. As Shaolin number one expert, in fact, it is very sparse outside, and I was immediately excited when I heard that my Yi Jie Senior Brother was going to teach him new martial arts.

"Want to learn?".

"Of course."

"Okay, after ten days of carrying water, I will teach you Iron Head Art", Huo Yuanzhen put forward the conditions, then took out the Iron Head Art cheats, and fiddled in front of Yi Jing like a treasure. A few times, but only turned two pages and put it away.

"No problem!", Yi Jing was about to come down, fiercely glanced at the secret book in Huo Yuanzhen's hand, and immediately turned around eagerly and ran out.

After getting Yi Jing, Huo Yuanzhen took out the scriptures left by the old monk.

This is a remnant of Vajra Sutra. The old monk was poor enough before, and there are two incomplete scriptures that are considered treasures. These half of Vajra Sutra were not taught to Disciple.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't care about this and went to Yi Kong with the scriptures.

Yi Kong has been thinking about this scripture for a long time. When he saw Huo Yuanzhen giving him the scripture, the condition is that he will be responsible for cooking in the future. He agreed without thinking.

After arranging the cooking, Huo Yuanzhen went back to cultivation to practice his own skills.

After a while, dinner is over there.

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There is a Zhaitang behind the small temple, which is a broken In the thatched hut, Huo Yuanzhen tidied up his monk robes and walked into the zhai hall with humility. Before he could set the abbot's recipe, he was stunned by the food on the table.

Three shriveled yellow faces full of heads, a plate of unknown wild vegetables, without the slightest oil star.

"We usually eat this?" I was very hungry, but now I have no appetite.

"Yeah, that's it", Yi Kong and Yi Jing are nothing strange, let's have dinner.

Huo Yuanzhen can't help but have a big head. In his previous life, he was better than this level in the old society. Didn't expect to pass through, his status has improved, and his life level has come down.

To reform and develop, Shaolin must not be like this.

Holding the shriveled steamed buns and swallowing hard, Huo Yuanzhen secretly made up his mind.

Under these meals, Huo Yuanzhen lost his strength, lay down on the hard wooden bed, lit a small oil lamp and began to formulate a plan for Shaolin's development.

It's useless to ask Yi Kong Yi Jing about this. The only way they can do it is to beg for alms, and they can't think of any good tricks.

Being for alms is actually begging. Huo Yuanzhen doesn't like to beg for meals, but Shaolin is so poor right now that he doesn't even have a single coin.

In the past, when the old monk was there, every three or five months, about a year, people could still do the practice and get two small money to make a living. Now the old monk is gone, and the practice is also done. not.

It seems that I need to train my Eldest Senior Brother well, let him study Dharma and go out to do things to make money.

Of course, Eldest Senior Brother can't be alone. Shaolin also needs to recruit other Disciples. At least ten or eight monks go out to practice things together. The scene is big enough, and when the time comes, you can also have more points .

In the past, Shaolin paid attention to everything according to fate, as the saying goes, medicine doctors will not die, Buddhas will destined people, only people can enter Shaolin with fate. Huo Yuanzhen thinks this is absolutely impossible.

First of all, you must have favorable policies and favorable conditions to attract a large number of people to join Shaolin. Otherwise, there are so many Jianghu Sects recruiting Disciple. Why do people come to the mountains to drink the northwest wind with you!

Those who are unsatisfactory in life, frustrated in love, have no confidence in life, have no determination in death and then decide to escape into an empty door, I am afraid they can't stand this hard life.

The mind can't stand it, but the stomach can't stand it.

In the middle of the night, Huo Yuanzhen has formulated many rules that subvert the Buddhist precepts, but I can't say for the time being that he has not yet reached the authority of one word worth nine sacred tripods. Yi Kong Yi Jing actually I don't take my abbot too seriously.

You still have to recruit Disciple, be absolutely loyal to yourself, and have more members and support yourself, and then announce this matter, then the resistance will be much less.

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Second day Early in the morning, Huo Yuanzhen drank a bowl of rice can be counted on one's fingers of porridge, and then went down the mountain.

Shaoshi Mountain has a quiet environment, green pines and cypresses, green grass, birds and cicadas chirping from time to time, and occasionally squirrels or little bunny can be seen in the forest.

Huo Yuanzhen, who was devastated about how to develop Sect, was in a better mood. He walked and admired the scenery in the forest.

A melodious singing voice came from a distance, a female voice, crisp and sweet.

"It's her!".

Huo Yuanzhen immediately heard that this was the shepherdess at the foot of the mountain.

Huo Yuanzhen crossed over to Yi Jie, and naturally inherited Yi Jie's memory, and was very impressed with this cute shepherdess when she was a child.

The shepherd's name is Lin Rou. She is from Fenglin Village at the foot of the mountain. She has known Yi Jie since she was a child. She is now sixteen years old. The dog herded the sheep on the side of the mountain.

When the shepherdess sings, the people who work around will take a break and listen to folk songs, which is also a kind of pastime and enjoyment.

This kind of original singing was unheard of in my previous life. At that time, there was a sound of moaning everywhere. Now this kind of singing sounds even more unique to Huo Yuanzhen.

Walking slowly, listening with keen interest pleasure, suddenly there was a scream from Lin Rou in the distance, along with the laughter of several men.

"Oops!".

Feeling that something happened to Lin Rou, Huo Yuanzhen couldn't care less about taking a step. He put the ugly earth-yellow monk robe away from his waist and ran quickly in the direction of the voice.