The City of Terror Chapter 530: 、 Handprint
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In the early morning of the next day, Wei Xiaobei got up early and arrived at the Xiwuchang of Motang.
At this time, the martial arts field is full of fists.
More than 30 monks of different ages are forming a square formation on the martial arts field, practicing Luohan boxing under the order of a middle-aged monk.
This Shaolin Luohan boxing is one of Shaolin ’s seventy-two stunts and is also Shaolin ’s Entry Level boxing technique.
To be honest, although these monks have different levels of strength, at least a few of them are already at the level of energy, but they still look at and practice Luohan boxing.
Speaking of this Luohan boxing, since it is Entry Level boxing, these monks may not be familiar with it, but they can still stick to the practice. Just this insistence, Wei Xiaobei could n’t help but sigh, The saying that the world martial arts learned Shaolin is true.
Well, when it comes to these monks, there are a few children under ten years old.
In Wei Xiaobei's eyes, these children's skills are also extremely strong.
In other words, if Wei Xiaobei doesn't have Attribute Panel, I'm afraid it's not as good as these young monks.
Wei Xiaobei pondered for a while, his face was slightly warm, and then he stopped watching. He found an empty space and began to practice punching.
It has to be said that there is competition only when there is contrast, and if there is competition, talents will seek improvement.
After watching the monks practicing boxing, Wei Xiaobei also seemed extremely focused at this time, even entering the unmanned state.
It was not until Wei Xiaobei finished a set of Eight Extremities boxing that he received the merits that he noticed that the young monks were squatting not far away curiously, and their big eyes looked at themselves, Very cute.
When I saw Wei Xiaobei receiving the merits, one of the round-faced, slightly fat little monks rushed over and made a salute towards Wei Xiaobei: "Amitabha, this donor, the little monk is courteous. "
At a young age, pretending to be a Buddhist monk makes people feel particularly happy.
Seeing this scene, Wei Xiaobei almost laughed out loud, but when he thought that this would hurt other people's young hearts, Wei Xiaobei had to hold back, but he almost suffocated the internal injury.
"This little mage is polite, do n’t know what ’s going on?"
After Wei Xiaobei stopped laughing, he also returned and asked immediately.
"Listen to Senior Brother Yan Zhen, you are very powerful, do not know if it is true?"
The little guy looked at Wei Xiaobei seriously and said.
"Yanmi! Do n’t disturb the defender and practice boxing."
At this time a young monk came over and said slightly harshly.
My brother heard this, the young monk named Shi Yanmi suddenly showed a look of frustration, but still politely said goodbye to Wei Xiaobei, preparing to turn around.
Wei Xiaobei couldn't bear it, and quickly hurriedly stopped: "It's okay, this little master is also Xiang Wu's heart, Master Yanmi, look at me to change the trick?"
The young monk saw that Wei Xiaobei didn't care and didn't say much, but just stood aside, looking at Wei Xiaobei curiously, preparing to see what trick he made.
After the discussion last night, the Shaolin monks in Man Shaolin all knew the strength of Wei Xiaobei Unfathomable. Even after rumors, after seeing the head of the Prajna Hall, they admitted that they were not as good as Wei Xiaobei.
Although there is no so-called strength ranking in the Shaolin monks, everyone knows that the highest martial art in the Shaolin Temple is the head of the temple except the Bodhidharma.
As a result, these young monks, while slightly envious and jealous of Wei Xiaobei, had to admit that each other ’s martial arts attainments far exceeded those of their peers.
Therefore, Wei Xiaobei's curiosity is not limited to those young monks, but these young monks are even more so.
After all, there are only eight monks who can learn from Wei Xiaobei and feel the strength of the other party. More young monks standing outside the field did not see much, and the discussion was over.
After hearing Wei Xiaobei's words, the Yanmi little monk turned around with joy, and also called his little friends, um, the teachers and brothers.
With a clatter, Wei Xiaobei immediately surrounded a small turnip head.
The life of the monastery is too boring for these young monks under ten years old and even five or six years old.
Therefore, a little thing can arouse their great interest.
Looking at the curiosity in the eyes of the little turnip head, Wei Xiaobei scratched his head a bit. What good performance?
Something too outrageous, such as Release Electricity or something.
Still have to come from martial arts.
After thinking for a while, Wei Xiaobei made up his mind. He stretched out his left hand and pressed it on the bluestone slab, then gently pressed it down, and then put his hand back.
Seeing Wei Xiaobei's actions, the young monk thought Wei Xiaobei was preparing to shatter the blue stone plate.
Although it is not surprising to shatter the blue stone slab, the skill is a bit scary when you look at its slight movement.
"Wow! The defender is so powerful! A palm print appeared at the press of a button. I wonder if Master can do it?"
The young monks moved quickly. When they saw Wei Xiaobei close his hand, he looked at it, and then there was a burst of buzz.
Wait for me to see, and when the young monk probed it, I couldn't help but stunned.
There is indeed a palm print on the blue stone plate, with five fingers and palms on it.
The problem is that this palm print is not what the young monk thought, after shattering a part of the blue stone plate.
The blue stone plate is not damaged at all, so the palm print is printed like this, one finger is deep, the blue stone plate is soft like a piece of plasticine under the palm, and the palm print is naturally printed, and the fingerprint is clear visible!
This young monk does n’t have much knowledge of martial arts like the younger brothers next to him. Although he is not outstanding at Shaolin Temple, it is at least the middle level of Inner Energy martial arts.
As time goes by, it ’s expected to be more intense.
In addition, due to their profound background, Shaolin monks played extremely solidly on the basis of martial arts.
He knows clearly that this blue slate is hard!
Know that this martial arts court is not only used by Bodhidharma Hall, but everyone can use it when the other halls are not enough.
When the monks practice their fists, the damage to the ground is conceivable.
Stone slabs made of ordinary stones cannot be used for a long time and will be crushed. Only this type of granite slabs can be used for more than ten years.
The hardness of this granite slab is not inferior to cement, and the stone also has a characteristic. Although the hardness is high, the toughness is relatively low. As long as the strength exceeds the hardness, the stone is damaged, then the stone is extremely Easy to break.
Simply put, a master Martial Arts can leave a handprint on a wood / blockhead without destroying wood / blockhead, but this kind of granite slate will not work. As long as the slab is broken, it will break.
Of course, if you trample on for many years, you can also leave a stamp on the stone slab, but that is calculated on the basis of ten years.
In short, the young monk was frightened to see the handprints left by Wei Xiaobei. Even Shaolin Mianzhang, who specializes in Prajnatang, cannot achieve this level.
Soon, Wei Xiaobei was called away by the monk sent by Shi Yongping.
Today is the day when Wei Xiaobei entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Wei Xiaobei will naturally not delay. He said goodbye to the monks and left.
As Wei Xiaobei left, the young monk seemed to go crazy, and turned towards a middle-aged monk in his forties, grabbing the sleeve of the other party and dragging desperately.
Although the middle-aged monk was staggered, he was almost staggered, but after all, he was a master of energy. After shaking his left hand gently, he bounced the young monk off, and then his face cleared: "Master Yanlin, The quiet place of the Buddha, the look is wild, what does the pulling pull look like, have you forgotten the last thing? "
I heard the middle-aged monk say this, but Shi Yanlin was a bit clear-headed, and he quickly sorted out the monk ’s clothes and saluted the middle-aged monk: "Amitabha, master, just now the Lord Brother Yanmi, they performed a trick. Brother Si did n’t understand it, and asked Brother Master to solve the puzzle. "
"Oh? Then check it out."
This is what Shi Yanlin said, but it aroused the interest of this brother. After all, there was this brother among the monks Wei Xiaobei had studied with before.
For Wei Xiaobei's kung fu, this brother has some admiration.
When the master came to the handprint, I saw several young monks curiously picking the handprint with their fingers, but the handprint was perfectly natural on the slate, let alone picking it by hand, I am afraid even It ’s useless to cut with a knife.
After seeing the handprint, the master could not help but be surprised, and then slowly squatted down, could not help touching it with his hands, and then became demented.
Seeing Master ’s appearance, Shi Yanlin could n’t help but laugh for a while. Before that, Master also scolded him for being arrogant, but now it ’s his turn to be demented.
Not to mention that Wei Xiaobei left a handprint, which attracted many monks to stare at each other.
At this time Wei Xiaobei has entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Well, to be precise, it is not the Tibetan scripture pavilion that tourists can see, but a newly built Tibetan scripture pavilion. Although it looks like a wooden structure on the outside, it walks into the ground and walks through the ground The simple mulching film can feel the hardness of cement.
After seeing Wei Xiaobei's face look different, the leading monk asked, and then he smiled and explained: "The original Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was destroyed several times by the water, and it was opened to tourists. Now the newly-built Tibetan Jing Pavilion has been changed to a concrete structure. "
Wei Xiaobei nodded. This is indeed the case. Although the wooden Tibetan Scripture Pavilion looks antique, in terms of fire protection, no more fire extinguishers can stop the fire.
I am afraid that a fire will come down. I do n’t know how many secrets in this scripture cabinet will disappear.
Behind the gate, there was a desk, a computer, and a young monk sitting behind the computer. When he saw the monk coming in with Wei Xiaobei, he hurriedly got up and saluted each other.
After that, the monk presented the certificate and introduced Wei Xiaobei to the other party. (To be continued.)