Wang Ke saw the unwillingness in his eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Zhike monk, what's the matter?"

"Don't hide it from the king's donor, the guy has been waiting for the middle of the Luohan Hall twice in a row, if it is the last class this time, he will leave the Luohan Hall and go to the front yard. ”

Jing Wen sighed and said, "This time, I asked me to entertain Lord Wang, and I should be ready to let the little monk serve as a guest monk." ”

Wang Ke didn't expect that the competition in Lanke Temple would be so fierce, even if he entered the Luohan Hall, there was a risk of being eliminated.

However, this Jingwen is the middle of the day after tomorrow at a young age, and it stands to reason that his talent should be good, and he just played a decent boxing style, how could he be at the end of the class in a row?

After listening to Wang Ke's question, Jing Wen smiled bitterly again: "Lord Wang doesn't know, the little monk has been timid since he was a child, and he doesn't dare to fight with others, so every big competition is a complete defeat." ”

He sighed bitterly again and said, "Maybe the little monk is really not suitable for martial arts, and he should concentrate on studying Buddhism." ”

"Then would you like to be a monk of the Knowers?" Wang Ke asked.

Jingwen was silent for a moment before he said slowly: "The little monk is willing." ”

"The monks don't speak, but the little master still tells the truth. Wang Ke smiled.

Jing Wen's face turned red, and he said sneeringly: "The monk is naturally not as good as the warrior monk, but the little monk is like this, and there is no way to think about it." ”

Wang Ke smiled: "If you don't want to be a monk who knows the guest, I can help you." ”

"This is absolutely impossible!" Jing Wen hurriedly said: "If the king benefactor intercedes for the little monk, then it is not to go to the guest monk, but to expel him from the temple." ”

"I don't have that much face, and I can't help you if I want to. Wang Ke was amused by him and said, "But I can pass on a set of martial arts to you, so that you don't have to worry about failing in Dabi." ”

"No, no, I can't learn any martial arts, and when it comes to the real chapter, I still don't dare to start. Jingwen hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"It's okay, my martial arts can restrain the other party, but it won't kill people and hurt people, it is the most benevolent martial art in the world. Wang Ke said.

"There is such a martial arts, this is the first time the little monk has heard of it. Jingwen said curiously.

"This martial art is when I visited the thousand-armed Guanyin in the Buddha hall of your temple yesterday, and I realized it, and named it the Great Compassion Thousand Leaf Hand, the only drawback is that the moves are too cumbersome, I don't know if you can learn it?" Wang Ke said.

The Great Compassion Chiba Hand was naturally not created by Wang Ke, nor was it the nirvana used by the Zen master to shoot the young man to death, but the set of martial arts passed on to Wei Xiaobao by Zhonghai Dafu in the Lu Ding Ji.

This Great Compassion Chiba Hand, although it is only an intermediate martial art in the book, is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, a real innate martial arts.

Jing Wen naturally didn't know, and suddenly became interested, and said: "The little monk is not afraid of cumbersomeness, but he doesn't dare to hurt people." ”

Wang Ke nodded, still a little uneasy, and asked, "Is there a rule in your temple that you are not allowed to practice the martial arts of foreign sects?"

"This is not true, our temple is said to be inclusive of all rivers, and it is not exclusive to the martial arts of the foreign sect, but it needs to be told to the first seat. If this martial art is too tyrannical, it is not allowed to be learned, and the martial art of Wang Shizhu is deeply in line with Buddhism, and it will definitely not be a problem. Jingwen said happily.

When Wang Ke heard that he was going to say goodbye to the first seat, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was exactly what he wanted.

The alliance between the two sects, Wang Ke also paid the corresponding price, but he did not owe Lanke Temple a favor. But they helped to treat the two Ling'er brothers and sisters, and this favor still has to be repaid, he is the hand of fake Jingwen, and passed this Shaolin seventy-two stunts to Lanke Temple, which can be regarded as returning this favor.

"I hope that the Zen masters of Lanke Temple will not be silent for a moment in the future, and their hands will be sealed, and they will slap countless promising young people to death with one move of great compassion and compassion. Wang Ke prayed secretly.

This Jingwen is indeed a good talent, Wang Ke only passed it twice, and he basically mastered the Great Compassion Chiba Hand, and the rest is to practice diligently.

"Thank you, Lord Wang, with the Great Compassion Chiba Hand, I will definitely not be at the bottom of the wait. Jingwen said happily.

After passing on the martial arts, it was also time for breakfast, Jing Wenle went to eat Wang Ke, and when he finished eating, he accompanied him to the Medicine King Courtyard.

This time, Wu Xuan did not come out to greet him, and only one disciple of the Medicine King Academy was in charge of receiving him.

He bowed to Wang Ke and said, "Lord Wang, the little monk meditates, the first seat has something to do, and you can't accompany you, so I ordered the little monk to accompany you to visit the two injured donors." ”

"Thank you, Master Jingxin, I wonder if the brother and sister have woken up?" Wang Ke asked.

"I haven't woken up yet, but the first seat has checked their pulse before breakfast, and I will wake up when the hour comes. Jing Xin said.

It was the end of the hour, and the time was almost up, so Wang Ke asked Jingxin to take him to the room of the brother and sister.

Wang Ke saw that the two brothers and sisters had ruddy faces and breathing steadily and strongly, and knew that they would definitely be fine, so he said, "Master Jingxin, Master Jingwen, you guys go get busy first, I'll wait here for them to wake up." ”

"The little monk will not accompany the king and the donor, if they wake up and feel unwell, please summon us. Jing Xin said.

"In the lower province. Wang Ke nodded and said.

"Then the little monk should stay here, in case something happens, the little monk can go and call the senior brother. Jingwen said.

Jing Xin looked at him and shook his head, and sighed: "Senior Brother Jingwen, you are really a material to be a guest monk......

Wang Ke saw Jingwen's face flushed, and said with a smile: "You all go out, I can handle it here alone." ”

Jing Wen wanted to say more, but was pulled out by Jing Xin, only to hear the sound of counting outside.

Wang Ke shook his head with a wry smile, sat in front of the bed of the brother and sister, and quietly waited for them to wake up.

After more than half an hour, Wang Ke heard the second brother moaning softly, looked over, and saw a painful expression on his face, thinking that he was about to wake up.

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, the second brother weakly shouted, "Don't hurt my sister!" and then struggled.

Wang Ke hurriedly whispered: "Brother Tai, it's okay, you don't have to worry." ”

The second brother looked at Wang Ke blankly, obviously not understanding what was happening.

"Brother Tai, Luo Leisheng is gone, you are okay now, Sister Ling is fine, she will wake up soon. Wang Ke said.

"You, are you Wang Ke, the head of the Yanhuang Sect?" the second brother asked.

It was under the bottom that let Brother Tai and Ling Mei suffer from the disaster of pond fish, Wang was very guilty, but fortunately, the Grandmaster of Lanke Temple came to the rescue, and this turned the corner. Wang Ke said briefly.

Although the second brother couldn't move, he understood it very well in his heart, and his face became colder and colder when he listened to Wang Ke's words. (To be continued.) )