Tian Feng didn't dare to make too much jokes. He could make fun of Wei Chunlin, but he would not be careless when he was serious. When he returned to the inn, Tian Feng and Ma Ma said his plan, and combined with the trajectory of laughter and arrogance he knew in his previous life, he developed a plan.

Wei Chunlin also felt that the credibility of this plan was quite high, but Tian Feng did not tell Wei Chunlin about his trajectory of Xiaonao, which is also a way to protect himself.

The main text ended, and Tian Feng immediately turned behind Wei Chunlin and gently pounded his shoulders. "Master, you said we have plans, right? Just wait for the time to come, but I have no ability to resist in front of you martial arts masters. Don't you teach me the tricks to save your life?"

When Wei Chunlin heard this, he glared at Tian Feng, and then reluctantly took out a yellowed book from his chest, and solemnly handed it to Tian Feng, and instructed: "I only have two martial arts secrets, one of the Qianfeng sword techniques, which can defeat the enemy with speed. Unfortunately, I like swords, and I have practiced them into swords. However, I asked the old blacksmith at Feiyan Mountain to help me modify my martial arts to match my martial arts. It can be a sword or a sword, imitating the Tang sword; the other is my light skills secret, called "Fast Wind Steps, practiced to a high level, and you can speed up from the grass. However, you have to eat the rice one by one, and you can teach you again, the explanation of the human acupoints and the eight extraordinary meridians. If all of them are right, I will give it to you."

When Tian Feng said this, he was so excited that he could say that it was a secret that was within reach.

Tian Feng immediately crossed his legs and recalled the human body's acupoints guided by Wei Chunlin every day before, and then he recited it fluently in turn. His fingers pointed out the positions of the acupoints for Wei Chunlin. Tian Feng recited it without leaking one of the acupoints, and remembered the location clearly. It only took more than 20 days. I have to talk about Tian Feng's intention.

That time Tian Feng heard Wei Chunlin say that if you don’t memorize it, you can’t practice sword skills. Otherwise, with Tian Feng’s personality, you must take it slowly. Moreover, watching previous TV and novels, you don’t mention practicing martial arts and knowing the major acupoints of the human body. Didn’t Duan Yu practice the Beiming Divine Art without knowing anything? Why is it so troublesome to get here?

However, Tian Feng did not dare to say this in person, otherwise he would definitely be beaten up.

Wei Chunlin saw that Tian Feng had already been carrying a hole without falling out. During this process, Wei Chunlin nodded constantly, and a look of satisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.

"Seeing that you have reached a certain level of understanding of yourself, then try to practice this Fengfeng Step. However, during the process, if you don't understand anything, you must tell me in time and don't waste your practice."

"Oh, okay." Tian Feng looked at the yellowed book handed over, and rushed out and immediately took it. Looking at the book, a fiery look flashed in Tian Feng's eyes. This was Tian Feng's first martial arts book in this world.

Tian Feng opened the first page, opened his eyes and listed the mantras one by one, but Tian Feng was puzzled. Did Tian Feng study or a technical secondary school student, but the problem is that he is not a history student and does not recognize ancient Chinese. Seeing this, Tian Feng couldn't help but want to curse himself. Although there was a lucky map next to him, there was no mantras. When he practiced like this, Tian Feng was depressed and looked at his master with a pitiful look.

Wei Chunlin seemed to understand halfway through Tian Feng's expression when he saw Tian Feng's forehead and cursed: "You idiot, you don't feel angry, you practice yarn. Take a closer look at these routes of exercise and the position of your foot. None of them can be wrong. If you are wrong, hum, just wait to become disabled."

Tian Feng was slapped again. He listened pitifully to Wei Chunlin's instructions, and turned his head suddenly and went to record the map.

The oil lamp was burning quietly, and Wei Chunlin had already lay down to rest. Tian Feng was still sitting on the table, looking at the booklet and pondering. As soon as the lights dim, the wicks were almost finished. Tian Feng picked up the wicks with chopsticks and continued to remember them hard.

The next day, Wei Chunlin got up early. Looking at Tian Feng who was sleeping on the table, he couldn't help but raise his lips, smiled on his face, walked over, took the secret book, and took Tian Feng back to the bed.

Wei Chunlin put the secret book under the pillow and exposed a corner inside for Tian Feng to see it. Then he flashed out without even bringing a knife.

After a while, Wei Chunlin came back and brought back a package. When he opened it, he found that it turned out to be a silk jacket. Wei Chunlin immediately took off his clothes, put on a silk jacket and tried it, and turned around and turned into a wealthy Shang Shang.

Wei Chunlin tried his clothes. Looking at the clothes that highlighted his heroic spirit, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Then he took the bronze mirror on the dressing table, untied the razor from the box, carefully trimmed his exquisite beard, untied his hair, put on the jade hairpin I just bought, removed the underwear he was wearing at this time, and the whole heroic spirit was so great. Hehe, in today's words, a pear blossom pressed against the crabapple, and the jade tree was better than Pan An.

After putting on his clothes, Wei Chunlin immediately woke up Tian Feng. Tian Feng opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him, and he couldn't help but be surprised. His mouth was so wide that the change was too big. If the person in front of him was a person, he would be a beggar when he was wearing the previous suit.

Wei Chunlin did not give Tian Feng any time to continue to be surprised. He immediately drove him out of bed, urging him to change his clothes, and took out a set of children's clothes from the stage, and simply helped Tian Feng collect his hair, asked Tian Feng to change his clothes and shoes, and went to Tan Tan Shaolin Temple as planned.

Putian South Shaolin Temple is located on Jiulian Mountain. There are people coming and going along the way, and there are endless people burning incense. Two monks holding Shaolin sticks stood at the bronze gate outside the temple. They stared at the eyes and looked straight ahead, turning a blind eye to the abortion in front of them.

Wei Chunlin dressed up as the Shang Dynasty, pretended to be a father and son, went in from the front, observing the surrounding environment and defense forces from time to time. Walking straight through the gate, a giant bronze tripod standing at the door was almost as high as Wei Chunlin. Three big incense burned on it, and the cigarette rose up, covering the main hall facing him, making it look hazy.

They walked around in groups from time to time, asking people who went up the mountain to line up to incense, but Wei Chunlin and the others looked around, not like they had seen the world at all. Of course, this place of worshiping Buddha is just an outer courtyard of Shaolin Temple. There is no secret at all. These monks outside are just novice monks who do odd jobs. However, there is still an abbot in the outer courtyard. The purpose of today is to see this abbot.

Wei Chunlin held Tian Feng's hand, stepped forward and pulled out six incense branches, lit them with candlelight, then bowed out, handed them to Tian Feng three pieces, knelt on the cushion, Tian Feng also knelt with him, pretending to be pious, bowed three times, and then got up and pulled Tian Feng up.

A little novice monk stood next to the incense burner. Wei Chunlin pulled Tian Feng over and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Master, I want to donate a hundred taels of silver as the incense money for the temple. Can you ask the abbot to come out and discuss it?"

The little novice monk next to him saw Wei Chunlin wearing brocade clothes and the child next to him was also wearing silk, and he thought he had some requirements for the temple. But these were not something he could decide, so he put his hands together and replied, "Donor, please wait a moment, I will go in and notify the abbot immediately." After that, he turned around and walked towards the backyard.

After a while, the little novice monk came in with a bald monk wearing a red cassock, but in Wei Chunlin's eyes, he looked different. The monk walked squarely and peacefully, had no martial arts aura, and his internal breathing was heavy and urgent. He could tell at a glance that he was a person who had not practiced the internal skills and mental methods, but he just didn't know how to be the abbot.

"Amitabha, when a distinguished guest is here, he will be in a farewell way and will be guilty of being guilty." The abbot held the Buddhist beads in his right hand and said the Buddha's name in one hand to pray.

"Master's words are so serious. We came abruptly, but we disturbed the master."

"Donor, this is not the place to speak, please come here." After saying that, he moved to the right and asked Wei Chunlin to go in.

I followed the abbot into the inner room, but found that it was not big inside, just four wing rooms side by side, but there was an aisle leading into the interior.

After sitting down, they said a few words to each other, and Wei Chunlin revealed the reason: "Master, the evil son is stubborn and consciously has a destiny towards Buddha. He wants to focus on Buddha, but he wants to leave when he is old. His mother has been ill for several days by him, and my family can't argue, so she wants to see if he has a destiny for Buddha." He hurriedly shook his eyes to the abbot.

This abbot is also a coincidence. When he saw Wei Chunlin's look, how could he not understand? Moreover, he encountered many such things in the past, so how could he not understand these things? But he would not say it explicitly, the money for the indulgence and oil he had mentioned had not yet been settled.

After hearing this, the abbot turned his head and immediately looked at Tian Feng, saying, "This guy has beautiful eyebrows and..." As he said that, he reached out and touched Tian Feng slowly. "And the bones are clear and the roots must be positive." As he said that, he continued, "But look, my temple has not been repaired for more than ten years, and it has long been..."

"Master, I am willing to donate 500 taels of silver as the fund for repairing your courtyard." Wei Chunlin shouted hurriedly, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

But the abbot's face did not change and continued, "It has been ruined, and in the past two years, the golden body of the Buddha Lord in the temple has actually appeared in the dilapidated traces. It's really..."

Wei Chunlin interrupted the abbot with louder words again: "Master, I donate another thousand taels to repair the Buddha's golden body for your courtyard." After saying that, Wei Chunlin's face showed great reluctance, and took out a stack of silver notes from his arms, about two thousand taels.

When the abbot saw that Wei Chunlin had already taken out the money, he immediately stopped when he saw that he was ready: "I really don't want to waste the genius, but this donor has no connection with my Buddha. Good, good!"

When Tian Feng heard this, he sneered in his heart, "Damn it, he acted so well. It seems that this guy has done a lot of things like this."

But he still pretended to be sad and looked at Wei Chunlin. "Dad, do you think there is any other way?"

"The master said that you have no chance with the Buddhist family, so you should go back with me to inherit my property." After saying this seriously, Wei Chunlin turned his head and smiled at the abbot: "The master laughed and there was only one son in the family. If I came to comprehend the Buddhist teachings, I and my husband would not know what to do. What's the use of saving this property with such hard work? Alas, every family has a sutra that is difficult to practice."

"The donor has been worried too much. Since this son has no connection with my Buddha, our courtyard will not stay."

"Then, please trouble Master. These silvers are the repair costs of your hospital. Please collect them. This matter is over. I will go back immediately to notify her mother so that she can get better soon. Feng'er, let's go back." Wei Chunlin immediately stood up and sat up, pulled Tian Feng who was standing beside him, and wanted to leave.

But Tian Feng refused, and grabbed Wei Chunlin's sleeve tightly, looked at Wei Chunlin with a begging look: "Dad, isn't there any Buddhist disciples in Shaolin Temple? Can't you let them let me be a Buddhist disciple?"

Seeing this, Wei Chunlin turned to look at the abbot.

The abbot also saw Wei Chunlin's generousness and turned around and thought that the lay disciples were just named and learned some basic skills here, but they had to pay some living expenses here every month, and the subsequent sources were quite considerable. After thinking about it, they decided that this matter could be done, and it was not easy to refuse.

"This is OK. But I can't make the decision. I have to check this in the inner courtyard and the abbot's senior brother nodded."

"This is natural, but can the master take us to meet the abbot?"
Chapter completed!