I've been in Shaolin Temple for three years. I'm already fourteen years old. My body is more than five feet tall and weighs more than a hundred pounds. It's not bad. I can still grow for a few more years!
My reflection in the water told me that I was not bad looking. I should be, except for my long hair. I didn't grow up in a temple, and I'm just a secular disciple who does odd jobs, so I don't have to shave my head.
The Shaolin Monastery was filled with monks without hair! As for the other secular disciples, most of them looked down on me, who did odd jobs, and were unwilling to tell me anything. I don't care much about them.
In order to highlight my handsome face, I had no choice but to push my long hair from my forehead and sideburns to the back of my head and wrap it into a messy hair bun. Then, I casually found a beautiful wooden branch and inserted it from the top right to fix the hair bun.
Well, it looked even better this time. If he could wear a white robe and stand on the roof in the wind, his white robe and long hair would flutter in the wind. How could he be handsome?
(This is how Luo Bin in the outside world looks like, it shows his taste…)
Without white clothes, I could only wear the monk robes that my master had changed for me. I helped my master carry water, chop wood, and do chores. My days were peaceful.
A few days ago, my Nine Yang Divine Technique had already reached great success, so I used the excuse of helping Master massage his back to secretly use the Nine Yang True Qi to help him open up the acupoints all over his body and guide the Nine Yang True Qi that had accumulated for a long time. Master even said that his whole body felt warm and comfortable!
I was very happy that I had completely resolved the hidden danger in Master's body, but I thought of something else. I'm only fourteen years old. How can I stay in Shaolin Temple forever? "Therefore, I decided to leave the mountain. Anyway, I'm now at the great success stage of Nine Yang Divine Skill. My internal energy is very deep. There shouldn't be anyone who can compare to me because Master's internal energy isn't as high as mine. In this way, the day of roaming the martial world was finally coming!
I was worried that the Mongolians would attack the Shaolin Temple, so I persuaded Master to leave with us. However, Master was unwilling, so I didn't force him. After all, the Shaolin Temple was still very powerful at the moment. Otherwise, the Mongolians would have attacked long ago.
This morning, I bid farewell to my master and went to the abbot to ask for my resignation. The abbot agreed without much consideration.
I'm glad that I'm just a mediocre secular disciple now. Otherwise, I might not be able to leave. After all, I heard from my master that Shaolin disciples must pass the Eighteen Bronze Men Staff Array of the Arhat Hall before they can go down the mountain to train. Those disciples with weak minds and weak martial arts skills were easily confused by the world of mortals and lost their zen hearts, so they needed to be tested.
Hehe, don't worry about anything else. I'm walking down Shaoshi Mountain now. I have to go to the small town at the foot of the mountain to buy a set of ordinary clothes. I can't go wandering in Jianghu wearing a mended monk's robe.
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Yang Guo was wearing a monk robe. Under the surprised gazes of others, he spent a few strings of copper coins to buy two sets of coarse but completely white cloth clothes from the silver taels given by his master and his private savings.
He borrowed the boss's changing room and changed into a set of white clothes. It felt pretty good. As for the original set of monk robes, he left them in his backpack.
He walked out of the clothing shop and spent dozens of copper coins on a small stall along the street to buy a wooden hairpin to replace the original wooden branch.
This time, Yang Guo was finally one step closer to the immortal aura in his heart.
Yang Guo bought some dry food and put it in his bag. He also bought a gourd of a suitable size to hold water. He hung the gourd filled with water on his waist, and the rope at his waist was able to hold it.
Yang Guo turned around and glanced at Shaoshi Mountain behind the town, but in the end, he still headed south.
He wanted to return to Jiaxing, Zhejiang Province, to pay his respects to his parents. He wanted to deal with Aunt Li, who sold children, and punish the evil and promote the good. He wanted to start his journey in the martial world!
Yang Guo didn't know any lightness skills or martial arts. He only knew a few tricks taught by his mother, but he didn't learn any Shaolin Temple's kung fu. Because Master Jue Yuan had never learned it before, and the Great Dao was extremely simple, he felt that he could injure the enemy with a punch or a kick. What's more, Yang Guo's internal strength was already unrivaled, although he didn't know it.
Most importantly, Yang Guo's martial arts were used for self-defense, not for fighting and killing. Yang Guo's vigorous internal strength could be said to make his body impenetrable, not to mention the Nine Suns True Qi's miraculous effect.
Now, for example, his inner strength had a place to be used. Yang Guo had traveled for a day, but he did not feel tired at all.
Unfortunately, they were still in the middle of nowhere, so Yang Guo could only spend the night by the roadside.
Even though it was early June and the sun was setting late, it was still gradually setting.
Yang Guo took advantage of the fact that the sun had not completely set and found some clear water in the forest to fill the gourd. He also found an empty grassland and started a fire, planning to make do with it for the night.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as he wished!
Yang Guo had just laid down when he heard a few footsteps, about a thousand feet away.
This was also the benefit of having a strong internal strength. At night, one could see from hundreds of feet away and hear from hundreds of feet away! Although Yang Guo didn't know the art of identifying a person's position by sound, his internal strength was already number one in the world, so he could hear it clearly.
Yang Guo sat up. In the pitch-black night, with the help of the faint light of the fire, he saw two people dressed as Taoists coming towards him from outside the forest. Although he wasn't afraid that they were evil people, he had to be very careful when he traveled the martial arts world. Otherwise, his life would end prematurely.
Yang Guo watched warily as the two Taoists approached him. The two Taoists didn't seem to have any ill intentions. They just sat down on the other side of the grass, about ten feet away from Yang Guo.
Yang Guo relied on his own internal strength to see that the two of them were Taoist nuns. Seeing that the two of them did not approach him, he knew that the two of them had no ill intentions. He let down his vigilance and called out," Fellow Daoists, if you don't have any ill intentions, why don't you come closer to my bonfire to warm yourself?" The humidity in the forest at night was heavy, so it would be much colder!”
One of the smaller nuns heard Yang Guo's words and stood up to walk towards him. The other Taoist nun shouted in a clear voice,"You're not allowed to go!”
When Yang Guo heard this, he didn't insist. After all, they had only met by chance. They did not know whether they were good or evil, so there was no need to stir up trouble. Yang Guo ignored the two of them and continued to lie down to sleep.
The night gradually deepened. The clouds were thick tonight, and there was no moonlight.
It was not the first time Yang Guo had slept in the wild. When he went to Jiaxing, Zhejiang Province to bury his mother, he had already done so. However, he suddenly thought of his master, his only relative now!
"I wonder how Master is now? Did he disturb the Sutra Depository again before he went to sleep?”Yang Guo thought of Master Jue Yuan's kindness to him in the past three years. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
"Ah Qiu!" A voice reached Yang Guo's ears. It was the little Daoist nun sneezing.
"This little Daoist nun's body is really weak!" Yang Guo thought to himself, then said,"Fellow Daoist, you'd better come over. Don't catch a cold. It's very uncomfortable!"”
The little nun looked at the big nun who was meditating with her eyes closed and hesitated.
"Let's go!" The Daoist nun suddenly opened her eyes and stood up. I don't have money to see a doctor for you!"
The little nun happily followed the big nun to the fire in front of Yang Guo and sat down to warm herself.
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(Actually, the main character's aesthetic is mine…Unfortunately, I don't have long hair or white clothes.）
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