Wang Chong thought to himself: "When I succeed, I must practice the highest and fastest escape method in the world! Or just like a master, find a divine beast for transportation!"

He looked at the scenery for a while, thought for a while, how to practice in the future, and became a little excited, then he remembered to ask, "Master! Where are we going?"

Ruo Suer smiled and said, "Someone in the previous dynasty said: I wish to ride a crane to Yangzhou with a crane! We will go to Yangzhou."

Wang Chong was surprised and asked again: "Why don't Master go back to our cave and go to Yangzhou to do something?"

Ling Suer said, "I will accept you as a disciple this time. I will transform you into a monk and become a monk."

Wang Chong's heart moved slightly and asked, "In addition to us, how many senior brothers and sisters are there under the master? What are their tempers? Is it easy to get along with?"

Resur smiled and said, "I have only two of you under my disciples. As for whether you are a senior brother, you are a master, I don't know if you are a senior brother. I have seen him twice in total. The first time I saw him, your senior brother has not yet lasted three dynasties. The second time I saw him, that is, more than ten days ago, I only had a conversation for a while."

Wang Chong laughed and asked, "What kind of person is my senior brother? Why don't you follow your master?"

However, Ru Suer smiled bitterly and said, "He became famous at a young age and was a great talent who spread to the world. The last time I went to pass on him, your senior brother was greedy for the world and was not willing to become a monk and practice Taoism with me. This is to pass on the second pass."

Wang Chong stopped asking more, but just thought in his heart: "It turns out that I don't have many disciples under my master. I will be good at everything in the future and don't steal the favor from this senior brother."

When he went out of the Demon Sect, he knew that the master's favor was the most important thing.

If the master likes it, he will give you more benefits and pass on your magic. If the master looks at him differently, he will be afraid that he will have nothing. If the magic is not learned, it will not have any benefits. He will have more suffering and not limited to enough.

The green ox of Suer walked through the clouds and was really free to ride the wind for thousands of miles. It took three or four thousand miles from Chengdu Prefecture to Yangzhou, but it took more than two hours to fly.

Outside Yangzhou City, the beggar king Ling Suer slapped the green cow's neck and dropped the clouds. He did not enter Yangzhou City and went straight to a temple outside Yangzhou City.

The beggar king seemed quite familiar with the host of this temple. He asked the old monk for a Zen room, and the master and apprentice settled for the time being.

After finding the place where Suer was ready, he was not resting. He told Wang Chong not to run around and left with his own strength. He did not say where he would go and when he would return.

Wang Chong stayed in the Zen Room for a while, and felt that the slutty and slim and were too narrow and not very comfortable, so he left the Zen Room and wandered around the temple.

This temple is not big, but it is quite old and has mottled houses. Except for the main hall that may have been slightly repaired, the other Zen rooms are very damaged, and there are traces of time passing by.

Wang Chong turned the scripture hall and actually saw a collapsed Zen house. Most of the Zen house collapsed, with bricks and stones, and no one had taken care of for a long time, and countless weeds had grown.

He was thinking about why this place had not been repaired, and when he heard a sang of Sanskrit, an old monk came with a smile.

Wang Chong recognized that the old monk was the host and was quite familiar with his new master and did not dare to neglect him. He was born in the Demon Sect and had no eyes. He didn't know how much suffering he would suffer. Therefore, he was polite to the ground and had a very respectful attitude. He asked, "Has the old Zen master been alarmed by the boy to practice?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "No! I just saw you wandering around here, and I felt a little emotional."

Wang Chong's heart thrust out and he thought to himself: "This old monk is afraid that he has the ability to cultivate the heavenly eyes. Have you discovered the flaws in me?"

The old monk looked at the collapsed Zen room for a while and said with a compassionate look: "I was a thief from the past, and I was a thief in several provinces and had done countless major cases."

Wang Chong's eyes were straightened when he heard this. How could he expect that this old monk would have such a case back then?

The old monk said with remembrance: "As a result, I met my master, and was surrendered by him and brought this temple to meditate. At that time, I lived in this meditation room. Once, I was impatient with the hardships of practicing meditation and wanted to escape, but my master discovered it and broke the meditation room."

Wang Chong clasped his hands together and recited: "The old Zen master was so angry back then."

The old monk laughed and said, "That's right! The nickname of the old monk back then was called the Hot Heavenly King!"

Wang Chong was secretly shocked. Just by this nickname, he could determine that this old monk was definitely an ordinary person back then.

The old monk shook his head and said again, "Master didn't punish me, I only asked me to recite the Diamond Sutra 3,300 times! Later, I gradually understood Buddhism and realized that what I did was actually committed many evil deeds. I always regarded this collapsed meditation room as a mark to alert myself, and even I had never taken out the things I had with me in my early years."

The old monk glanced at Wang Chong and suddenly smiled and said, "But I didn't expect that Xiao Tanyue would stay here for a long time. He must have been destined to be with the things I had back then. The old monk also felt that his fate with these old objects had ended, so he gave them to Xiao Tanyue!"

The old monk raised his hand gently, and countless bricks and stones rolled, and a ball of gray light flew out and fell into his hands.

Wang Chong could clearly see that what flew out of the collapsed house was a treasure knife with sheathed sword. The hilt of the knife was so gray that it was inconspicuous and simple, and it seemed to be something that was not an ordinary person.

The old monk stroked it with emotion for a while, handed the treasure knife to Wang Chong, raised his hand and pressed his thumb on his forehead. Suddenly, a magic trick flowed and imprinted into the boy's mind.

The old monk laughed and said, "This precious sword is called: Killing Thunder! This method was practiced by my monk in his early years, called the Flying Fire and Thunder Technique! Now that the old monk has cut all his relationship with the ordinary people, this method belongs to you."

The old monk left, but made Wang Chong dumb for a long time!

He sighed faintly, turned back to the meditation room where the master and disciple lived, closed the door, and thought to himself: "I thought I had been seen through the hiding, but I didn't expect it to be an opportunity, and inexplicably I had a sword and a magic trick."

Wang Chong only felt that this old monk could afford the eight-word comment "unpredictable and incredible" and did not dare to continue wandering around. He was dull in the Zen room for half a day.

As it was almost evening, Suer came back angrily, and refused to even eat supper. He forced the host to the Zen room of the master and the disciple, and insisted that the old monk play chess with him.

The scene was quite unsightly when Suer and the old monk talked about half a game. Wang Chong and his chess skills were also quite accomplished. After peeking for a while, they felt that the two elders combined were not their opponents in chess skills.

Soul barely made dozens of moves, was restless and lost a lot on the chessboard.
Chapter completed!