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Early the next morning, Sun Wang brought her youngest daughter, Sun Lichai. She was indeed a very thin child. She was already five years old, but looked like three years old. Not only was she thin, but she also had a blue complexion. weak.

　　 When the monk heard Lu Zhengkang speak, he stood by him early, eager to hear the wonderful voice of the Bodhisattva again, and also wanted to see how he could treat Sun Lichai.

　　 Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Zhengkang gently stroked the top of the girl's head, a faint smoke wafting out of his mouth, and got into the other's seven orifices.

　　From Lu Zhengkang's perspective, Sun Lichai's energy is like a candlelight, her emperor net beads are bleak, and the surrounding silk threads are also shaky, as if she is about to leave the world and fall into the sea of ​​reincarnation.

　　 Is she scared?

　　Lu Zhengkang’s air force is like a warm spring breeze, bringing gentle rain, moisturizing the withered young seedlings, allowing its drooping branches and leaves to rise slightly and feel the everlasting sunshine.

　　 Seeing with the naked eye, the blue air on Sun Lichai's face faded, revealing the true color of her tender and white skin. Although there was no **** color, it was much better, and it was no longer the appearance that she might die at any time.

　　 "Ahem..." The little girl coughed, her expression stretched out, but her eyes were still tightly closed.

　　Sun Wang couldn't help himself with excitement, sobbing slightly.

　　 The monks whispered to each other, with joyful expressions on their faces.

　　Lu Zhengkang retracted his hand, and no longer exhaled his own innate breath, he turned his gaze to the abbot, and the old man took a few steps forward with a respectful expression.

"There are many children like this. Try to save them as much as possible," he said to Wangshi Sun again. "After all, my ability is limited. I can only save the disease, but it is difficult to prolong my life. Now this child's illness has gone. It is not yet known, if you can learn martial arts, you can change your life."

　　 His voice is that of a child, crisp and loud, but calm and clear, and his words are perfect. After listening to the group of monks, they looked happy, but they asked Lu Zhengkang to say that his voice was nothing special. The state of the bald donkeys belonged to him and moved him.

　　 The abbot replied and asked the elders to inform them of the news that Buddha Purdue saved people, and then bowed to Lu Zhengkang and made a hearing.

　　 Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "I don't have much to say. Go get more books."

"Yes."

　　 Since then, many people have come to seek medical treatment, and they have all witnessed the extraordinary powers of this little Bodhisattva, and the incense of Shaolin Temple was flourishing.

　　Lu Zhengkang, apart from treating illnesses and observing antlers every day, he spends his free time reading.

　　 All kinds of miscellaneous studies, poetry, music, melody, cooking, forging, art, etc. have been studied, and it is the right to pass the time.

　　 In fact, he can't understand many things, and he has a lot of subjective biases, but this has indeed increased his knowledge.

The only thing that makes Lu Zhengkang feel uncomfortable is that many things related to metaphysics, such as feng shui, face, star gazing, etc., which conflict with some of his past knowledge systems. Fortunately, Lu Zhengkang is a very foreseeable person. Since you are no longer on the earth, it would be mediocre to be entangled in the past worldview. Maybe this world is a place where the sky is round? Maybe there are six reincarnations?

　　 He hasn't practiced it before, hasn't seen it with his own eyes, he doesn't dare to speculate.

　　 Nowadays Lu Zhengkang feels that life is peaceful and beautiful, except for one thing, people always like to stare at him.

　　 The highly anticipated feeling, without the feeling of privacy, is actually deifying a person.

　　 Religion always likes to talk about some mysticism. Every movement of Lu Zhengkang will be over-interpreted, as if he could see the universe from his behavior.

　　 The bald donkeys recognize this in particular. For them, if they can understand a little Zen from Lu Zhengkang, it will be of great benefit to their martial arts. After all, the Kungfu of the Shaolin School emphasizes the unity of Zen and Wu, and the understanding of Buddhist scriptures can be transformed into the understanding of martial arts. And the Buddhist attainments are not enough, and martial arts cannot reach the advanced realm.

　　 Originally, only craftsmen were needed to expand the courtyard. Later, the eighteen arhats took the initiative to ask to help carry stones and piles of wood, build the walls and pile tiles, and they would stare at Lu Zhengkang when they were free.

For a time, the secluded courtyard was filled with shiny bald heads. They carried hundreds of thousands of kilograms of boulders, one in each hand, running around, not touching the ground and not changing their face. They were excellent laborers, and they dig together. Heavy machinery such as cranes and cranes are no different.

　　 The monks are vigorous and vigorous, moving like high mountains and rolling rocks, and still like copper walls and iron walls. Lu Zhengkang is also a little surprised to see.

　　 Taiwu World’s force value is so high?

As one of the eighteen arhats, Jueguang always sneaked into the wing these days. He saw Lu Zhengkang staring at his senior brothers and thought he was interested in martial arts. He couldn’t help being very happy, so he got together. He came to him and asked, "Do you want to learn martial arts? How about I teach you colorless Zen? This is a strange sixth-order internal strength."

　　 Taiwu world, everything has its own grade, from low to high, they are the lower nine, the middle eight, the upper seven, the strange six, the secret five, the extremely four, the super three, the most wonderful **** one.

　　All sects, only the corresponding status can learn the martial arts of the corresponding rank.

　　 And if a Shaolin monk wants to learn colorless Zen, he must be a disciple of the Bodhi Academy. As an eighteen arhat, he can also practice extremely fourth-order kungfu.

　　 Lu Zhengkang stared out of the window and looked at it again. UU read www.uukanshu.com withdraw his gaze, meditate cross-legged, and did not go to Li Kakko.

　　 The black bald donkey was a little anxious, "Oh, Buddha, do you dislike colorless Zen? Then I will ask the abbot to pass the Yi Jin Jing and Washing Sutra to you!"

　　 Yi Jin Jing is the second order, and the Washing Marrow Sutra is the first order of God, but Jueguang believes that as long as Lu Zhengkang wants to learn it, Shaolin can never hide his own.

　　 He immediately ran to find the abbot Zixing Zen master.

　　 After a while, the abbot rushed over, holding Jueguang in his hand.

With a loud bang, the old bald donkey threw the black bald donkey on the ground.

"Buddha, don't listen to the nonsense of this idiot. Martial arts practice cannot be accomplished overnight. Instead, it must be done step by step, from the next nine steps until it reaches the top." Zen Master Zixing put his hands together, "This meditation technique is The method of meditation, but the eighth rank of Arhat Gong is to take the path of being strong outside and strong inside. The Buddha is still young, but he can't bear such hardship."

　　 Lu Zhengkang exhaled without opening his eyes, and said softly, "I know."

　　 "This is great... Jueguang! You can't enter this Yigu House without authorization in the future. If you violate it, go to the Discipline Institute to get a board!"

　　 After finishing talking about sex, he bowed to Lu Zhengkang, turned and left.

Jue Guang, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead, turned over, "Hey! The old monk has a knife and a tofu heart, but I can't visit you often now!" He went to Panlu Zhengkang's head as usual, and he was a new one. His hair was thick and jet black, and was called a bodhisattva miracle by the rest of the monks. Relatively speaking, Jueguang was a very unruly person. He should rub the bodhisattva's head or rub it.

　　 "It may not be a good thing not to let you practice martial arts. The abbot said that I have infinite supernatural powers in Buddhism, Buddha, you are such a smart person, cultivation is not much better than our practice."

　　 Lu Zhengkang smiled and did not refute.