After copying the Yijin Jing and the nine pictures and six sitting statues,
It was already ten in the evening.
Zhou Yuan stretched his back and prepared to go look for Hua Xiaolan for dinner.
Elder Long Chuan looked at Zhou Yuan's handwritten manual and nodded in satisfaction."
"Zhou Yuan, I heard that you like reading. If you are bored staying in the temple, you can come to the Sutra Depository.”
As an elder of the Commandment Yard, although Long Chuan looked a little old-fashioned and serious, he was actually quite kind.
Zhou Yuan bade farewell to Long Chuan. Coincidentally, Xiao Lan came to look for him.
At this moment, Xiao Lan was drenched in sweat.
In the afternoon, she learned the whip technique and Shaolin Fist and Palm Kung Fu.
Furthermore, he had gone to the back mountain to cut firewood, so he had sweated a lot.
"Brother Zhou Yuan, after dinner, I want to go to the pond at the back of the mountain to take a bath.”
Hua Xiaolan loved cleanliness. The reason why she asked Zhou Yuan to accompany her was because she hoped that Zhou Yuan would keep a lookout for her. After all, Shaolin Temple was filled with male disciples.
If a monk barged in while she was bathing, it would not be good.
When they arrived at the dining hall, Xiao Long and Xiao Hu had already taken their seats and were eating.
They had practiced martial arts and worked in the afternoon, so they were exhausted.
Especially when Xiaolong was assigned to clean the stable. It was dirty and smelly.
Meanwhile, Little Tiger was assigned to fetch water, which was helpful for his cultivation of the Boy Technique.
When the two of them saw Zhou Yuan coming over, they were very enthusiastic.
He probably had something he wanted!
Sure enough, during the meal, Tang Xiaolong said,
"Brother Yuan, let's discuss this. Teach me the art of making glass. I'm willing to pay for it.”
Tang Xiaohu said," Big Brother Yuan, you're the first place in the Kaifeng Prefecture's academy examination. You're much better than Xiaolong. Can you teach me how to read?"”
The two of them pulled Zhou Yuan and squeezed Hua Xiaolan to the side.
In the end, Zhou Yuan cleverly made some arrangements and said,
"Xiaolong, why don't you teach Xiaohu how to read? When you teach Xiaohu to read the Book of Songs, I'll teach you the art of making glass.”
The Book of Songs was not easy to learn, especially since Xiaohu was basically illiterate.
"Alright, I'll give it a try." Tang Xiaolong agreed helplessly.
"Children, are you used to life in Shaolin Temple?”
At this moment, the abbot Sanzang walked over and greeted his three personal disciples.
"Not at all. I've never cleaned the stable at home.”Tang Xiaolong spoke frankly.
"The food in Shaolin Temple is very good. It's even better than my house.”Chen Xiaohu was very satisfied.
"With Brother Zhou Yuan by my side, I can go anywhere.”Hua Xiaolan's answer was a little sweet.
The abbot smiled kindly.
At this moment, when most of the monks were having their vegetarian meals,
At the entrance of Shaolin Temple.
A traveling monk wearing a cloak and a bamboo hat came to place the order.
The so-called pending order was to stay overnight in the temple.
The Shaolin Monastery's gatekeeping disciple saw that the walking monk was tall and did not look like a person from the Central Plains, so he asked him which temple he cultivated in.
"This Penniless Monk came from the Western Regions. This small temple is insignificant. I heard that the Buddhist Dharma of the Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains is famous all over the world, so this Penniless Monk traveled thousands of miles here in the hope of learning Buddhist Dharma here.”
The wandering monk expressed his intentions.
What was worth noting was that he was wearing a gold bracelet inlaid with gems on his wrist.
When the Shaolin Temple gatekeeper heard that it was a foreign monk from the Western Regions who had come because of his reputation, his doubts were greatly eliminated. He said,
"Please follow me. You can stay in the temple tonight, but if you want to stay in the temple for a long time, you need to obtain the permission of the abbot.”
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Little Master."
The monk entered the Shaolin Temple smoothly.
In the night, the corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.
That's right, he was the Demon Monk of the Demon Sect under Black Fox King.
This time, he came to destroy Shaolin.
……
Zhou Yuan finished his dinner.
He then went to the pool at the back of the mountain with Hua Xiaolan to bathe.
Hua Xiaolan took off her clothes and jumped into the water.
Zhou Yuan sat on the shore and helped her keep a lookout to prevent anyone from peeping.
After the bath, Hua Xiaolan's skin was very smooth and tender, emitting a faint orchid fragrance.
Hua Xiaolan loved to play in the water.
Moreover, from a young age, his skin would become tanned when he did farm work, but as long as he bathed in the water a few times, his skin would recover to its tender state.
There was a reason for this!
As the reincarnation of the three heroes of Shaolin Temple, her martial arts inheritance in her previous life had a lot to do with water.
Zhou Yuan was very clear about this, so he did not find it strange.
Back in the house,
Hua Xiaolan and Zhou Yuan chatted for a while.
"Brother Zhou Yuan, I invited Elder Wen Dao from the Medicine King Hall this afternoon and asked him to come over tonight to treat your body.
I heard that Elder Wendao has been studying medicine in Shaolin Temple for a lifetime and has cured many difficult diseases.
Although you are old now and sometimes muddle-headed, there might be a way to treat your broken meridians.”
Speaking of Elder Wen Dao, Zhou Yuan had a deep impression of him.
He was also one of the four most famous elders in Shaolin Temple.
This was because when monks were sick, they had to go to the Medicine King Yard for treatment.
Even the villagers near Shaolin Temple liked to go to the Medicine King Yard for treatment.
Therefore, Elder Wendao could be said to have made boundless contributions in Shaolin Temple all his life. He had saved many people.
However, he was now the oldest elder in Shaolin Temple. He seemed to suffer from dementia and intermittent amnesia.
"Xiaolan, actually…I've recovered.”Zhou Yuan wanted to tell Hua Xiaolan the truth.
However, Hua Xiaolan did not believe him. She felt that Zhou Yuan was just comforting her and did not want her to worry.
Furthermore, many doctors were helpless against Zhou Yuan's congenital deficiency. Even the abbot Sanzang was unable to treat him. How could he suddenly recover?
"Brother Zhou Yuan, let Elder Wen Dao treat you. If you really recover, he will definitely be able to tell.”
Hua Xiaolan did not let go of any opportunity and insisted on letting Elder Wen Dao treat Zhou Yuan's body.
Right at this moment,
There was a knock on the door.
It was Elder Wen Dao of the Medicine King Hall.
He looked thin and tall, his movements were warm, and his eyes were a little sluggish.
"Are you Zhou Yuan? What a handsome child. He was a good match for Xiaolan.”
This was Elder Wen Dao's first time seeing Zhou Yuan. At first glance, he felt that this kid had an extraordinary bearing.
"Come, sit down. Let me take your pulse first.”
Elder Wen Dao extended his aged fingers and placed them on Zhou Yuan's wrist.
Zhou Yuan did not refuse.
He had even prepared his words to confess his strength.
With Elder Wen Dao's medical skills and strength, he should be able to tell that not only had his body recovered, but he had also entered the Xiantian realm.
"This…this…you…"
Elder Wen Dao widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yuan in shock.
She was a little stuttered.
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