"The elder is really a cheerful person, Zhishen has been bothering here for a long time, and if he won't go, my lord really thinks that the Sprinkle family is dead." Thank you, Elder, Zhishen should be willing to learn. Lu Zhishen clasped his palms together.

"Well, look at it, my set of demon subduing Zen rods is divided into three sets of front, middle and back, each set of thirty-six moves, one hundred and eight attacks to subdue demons. You are optimistic and have a heart. After Elder Zhizhen finished speaking very seriously, his anger sank into the dantian, and his momentum changed.

He looked like he was just a tall monk before, but suddenly he turned into a master, and his momentum soared.

Of course, if Elder Zhizhen at this time talks about killing the enemy on the battlefield, I'm afraid he may not be Lu Zhishen's opponent, but if he talks about momentum and fighting, it may not be.

The first set of first moves, King Qin's whip stone! Elder Zhizhen already held a Zen staff in his hand, and began to practice with a loud shout, and with a movement of his hands, he stepped forward and knocked the Zen staff out of his hand.

With a bang, a stone in front of Elder Zhizhen was shattered by this Zen staff.

"Good~ What a powerful cane!" Lu Zhishen clapped his hands meaningfully, and watched intently as Elder Zhizhen continued to practice.

One, two, three......

"This is the thirty-sixth move, Dapeng spreads its wings!" Elder Zhizhen's move to spread his wings is quite a kind of power of the Condor spreading its wings to break through the sky.

Lu Zhishen was already stunned, and he had long forgotten to applaud, and he remembered every move without blinking his eyes.

"Seventy-second move, clear the clouds and see the sun...... The 100th Vajra Protector...... The one hundred and sixth trick is like to subdue the demon...... The one hundred and eight moves and ninety-nine are one! "Elder Zhizhen has finished playing one hundred and eight tricks of the magic wand method, the last of which is ninety-nine to one, there is a kind of enlightenment after subduing demons and eliminating demons, and ninety-nine is the real feeling.

In Lu Zhishen's eyes, this Elder Zhizhen is the reincarnation of a living Buddha, and a light appeared in the back of his head. It's really light, looking at the past from Lu Zhishen's perspective, the back of Elder Zhizhen's head at this time is shining with golden light.

"Elder, no, master, your set of magic wand method is so good, Zhishen has never seen such a subtle wand method in his life, I must learn it hard, haha, I can't miss it." Thank you, Master! Lu Zhishen stepped forward and excitedly called the master directly.

Before, he was called an elder, but what is an elder? It was an honorific title for the higher positions in the church gang, and Elder Zhizhen was the abbot of Wuzhang Temple, the highest-ranking boss of Wuzhang Temple. Of course, in Buddhism, elder is a great honorific title for monks, and in Zen Buddhism, it is a title for presiding monks. However, although it is respectful to call the elder, it is not as close as calling the master.

The Han Dynasty didn't have these, there was Buddhism but not Zen Buddhism, but who let Elder Zhizhen and Lu Zhishen be summoned from the Water Margin!!

At this time, Lu Zhishen already regarded Elder Zhizhen as his master!

"He~he~ Zhishen, now that it's dawn, how many tricks have you learned?" Elder Zhizhen gasped and shook a little, but he still held the Zen staff in his hand on the ground to keep it from falling.

"Master, what's wrong with your old man? If you're tired, sit down and rest. The disciple was stupid, and the master's one hundred and eight tricks of the magic wand method were not all remembered. Lulu Zhishen found that after Zhizhen Zhang Long got out of the sunlight of the rising sun, after casting the one hundred and eight moves of the Demon Meditation Staff, his face was pale, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support Elder Zhizhen, and helped him to sit on the stone to rest.

On the surface, this magic wand method is not too powerful, but in fact, each wand has the power of opening a stele and cracking stones, and it is wonderful to subdue the tiger and the dragon. One move is more ferocious than the other, and the same move is more laborious than the other.

Therefore, after this Zhizhen Elder performed one hundred and eight of my moves, this combat power was cleared, and a small soldier could step forward to make up for it. However, those who can resist this one hundred and eight moves and are not dead, they must be peerless masters in the world, and their strength is extraordinary.

"Ha ~ Ha ~ Zhishen, this one hundred and eight tricks of the wand method is very energy-consuming, if it is difficult to practice for those with great strength, even if it is practiced, if the strength is insufficient, the subtlety of this wand method is also difficult to show, and the power is greatly reduced. I see that you are born with divine power, and you will definitely be able to speak well of this set of rods. It doesn't matter if you don't remember everything, every day I teach you in the back mountain of the third watch. By the way, the water mill iron Zen staff in the master's hand is made of iron, weighing seventy-two pounds, and I will teach it to you if I keep it. After Elder Zhizhen finished explaining the magic wand method, he handed the water mill iron Zen staff in his hand to Lu Zhishen.

"Thank you, Elder, you are really good to the Sprinkle family, and the disciple is really unrewarded. Although the disciple only held the position of a military Sima under the command of Qingzhou Mu, my lord was very good to me, and the Sprinkle family had already agreed to help him fight on the battlefield. In the future, the disciple will return to serve under the command of Qingzhou Mu, or the master will follow the Sprinkle family to Qingzhou at that time, and the disciple will serve your old man. Lu Zhishen was very moved, this master is really noble, teaching himself martial arts, and giving him a magic weapon.

Lu Zhishen also saw that this Elder Zhizhen was extraordinary, and he wanted to win over Luo Gan, and of course he was also grateful to him for teaching this magic wand method.

"Zhishen, my Buddhism pays attention to a fateful word, you follow your lord to fight on the battlefield is a fateful word, and it is also a fateful word to meet me. As soon as I saw you, I was very satisfied, and I planned to pass on this wand to you. After you finish your studies, you can go back to Qingzhou, I won't go, the origin and extinction, there is no need to force it. "Elder Zhizhen actually took a fancy to Lu Zhishen at the beginning, otherwise how could he teach this kind of martial arts, who let Lu Zhishen shave in the Water Margin.

"Master, this water-milled iron Zen staff is really a magic weapon, not bad, not bad. The disciple had previously lost to a monk named Deng Yuanjue, who also used a Zen staff. I didn't expect that now the disciple has also become a monk and has a Zen staff, haha~ It's really interesting. But when the disciple learns this magic wand method, he must make Deng Yuanjue look good! Lu Zhishen turned out to be a water mill iron Zen staff, played a few tricks of the magic wand method, and suddenly remembered Baoguang Rulai Deng Yuanjue.

"Oh? Is it? Originally, my monk should not have such anger, let alone fight with others, but you are a fierce general on the battlefield, not to mention that you are not a true monk. I don't ask you for anything, but you have to be careful, the monk you call Deng Yuanjue may be your old enemy. Well, you'll rehearse the moves you remember. Zhizhen Zhang Long nodded and ordered.

He is also open-minded, knowing that Lu Zhishen is extraordinary, and he will not let him really abide by the precepts of Buddhism, not to kill or anything like that.

"It's the master, but why doesn't the master build an eighty-two pound Zen staff? The Qinglong Yanyue knife used by several fierce generals under the command of my lord weighs eighty-two pounds, but the Zen staff of the Sprinkle family is only seventy-two pounds? Lu Zhishen had a heart of comparison.