Mysterious World Tour

Qiqi hid behind the nun, poked her head out, stuck out her tongue at Tan Mo, and made a face.

Tan Mo had a wooden face and said nothing.

He thought in his heart: Ugh.

The nun looked at Tan Mo, hesitated, and then said coldly: "Are you his disciple?"

"Jie Bodhi is my fifth senior brother, the fat and ticklish one." Tan Mo thought for a while and answered like this.

He felt that among the four brothers, the only one that the nun cared about was his fifth senior brother Jie Bodhi.

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As for the three of them, in the eyes of the nun, they were probably either wooden people or troublesome guys.

The nun nodded slightly, her almond eyes brightened a little, and she couldn't help asking: "Is Jie Bodhi his Dharma name?"

As soon as the words came out, the nun seemed to feel that something was wrong, so she asked another question: "Whose disciples are you all? Why does this Dharma name sound so strange?"

"My junior monk and I are from the Lotus Temple in Luowan Town, Ningjia County. Our master is Da Mo Monk. But because our master has passed away, it is the senior brother Lotus Monk who accepts disciples on behalf of the master." Based on the principle of a good man not to suffer a loss in front of him, Tan Mo answered very honestly at this time.

"Da Mo Monk? Are you the junior brothers of the white-bone arhat?" The nun's two beautiful eyebrows twisted up, she looked at Tan Mo with a pair of almond eyes, and suddenly asked: "So, are you ranked sixth?"

"My junior monk entered the sect the latest, ranking seventh. I also have a sixth senior brother, his Dharma name is Zhong Shenxiu." Tan Mo said with his hands clasped together.

"Then this matter has nothing to do with you." The nun nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly looked at Tan Mo with a serious face and said, "I was wrong just now. I apologize to you, little monk."

"It's okay, it's okay." Tan Mo waved his hands repeatedly. He was shocked by the nun's sudden change of attitude.

This woman's face is really like the weather in June, changing at any time.

"Is it the boxing practiced in your temple? Your senior brother who is about to become a martial arts master has very powerful boxing." The nun asked again.

Tan Mo didn't know why she asked this, but nodded.

"Little monk, wait for me." The nun said this, then turned and walked into the monk's house where she lived. Not long after, she came out again with a very thin book in her hand.

Handing it to Tan Mo, she said, "Memorize it."

Tan Mo was stunned. After turning it over, he saw that there were four words on the first page of this booklet - Alien Boxing Sutra.

Tan Mo was stunned by these four words, and then continued to read.

His eyes widened immediately.

This is actually a martial arts book about boxing practice. However, the one who practices boxing is not a human, but an evil ghost. This evil ghost calls himself the Ten-Perfect King. And this boxing is one of his "perfects".

However, this boxing scripture should not be written by this Ten-Perfect King.

Seeing that this boxing scripture is named as a different kind of boxing scripture, the author is probably someone in the Taoist sect.

He glanced at the Taoist nun, who had no expression on her face, and probably had a paralyzed face, so Tan Mo quickly memorized it.

There are not many words in this booklet, just a few hundred words. It took Tan Mo about half an incense stick of time to memorize it, and then read it again before returning the book.

"This book is my master's treasured collection. I borrowed it from my master to make further progress in martial arts. I hope you don't pass it on to others. I think this book will be of great help to your boxing." The Taoist nun said.

Tan Mo thanked him solemnly.

"Thank you."

This book didn't really help him much, it was just an eye-opener at best, but no matter what, it was someone's good intention, so he needed to thank them.

The nun nodded, and then pulled Qiqi, who was yawning and looking bored, back to the monk's house where they lived.

Squeak.

The door of the monk's house was gently closed.

Tan Mo exhaled softly.

This is really a disaster for the innocent.

At first, the nun didn't look at him well, because she thought he was a disciple of his fifth brother Jie Bodhi.

Tan Mo touched his cheek, and thought about the strange boxing scriptures he had memorized. After a comparison in his mind, he sighed and said, "Although I didn't make a lot of money, I didn't lose money either."

Then he sat at the door and began to be dazed.

Reciting scriptures was annoying, and practicing boxing was inconvenient. In addition, this temple was very strange, and Shaoyao County was also very wrong. A weird atmosphere enveloped the spiritual world in this area, and there was a "sister" who suddenly appeared, which made Tan Mo feel a little messy.

After a while of distraction, Tan Mo realized that he could have asked the Taoist nun what happened in Shaoyao County. It was so strange.

They were all confused when they first arrived, but the Taoist nun should know. But Tan Mo didn't dare to knock on the door now.

Only those with great skills can be bold.

But he was only at the ninth level of the nine-profound spiritual cultivation. Not to mention that this kind of cultivation was completely insignificant for those with blood, even among artificial spiritual roots, it was at the bottom.

The boxing of the Lotus Temple was too detailed, so it was easy for people to understand the essence of this boxing. Tan Mo's boxing proficiency was already perfect.

He was only eight years old, so what strength did he have?

After thinking about it, the only thing he could show off was the ability to control objects that he accidentally got because of the evil ghost spiritual root.

However, due to the limitations of his body, his brain could not provide enough mental power for this ability to control objects, so he could only use a small stone like an arm.

Tan Mo sighed and leaned against the wall to rest for a while.

Perhaps he was too tired today, Tan Mo fell asleep quickly, and then he dreamed in a trance.

In this dream, he was actually practicing boxing.

What he practiced was not Guan boxing, but the boxing scriptures of the aliens.

After the boxing, Tan Mo woke up suddenly and looked around. The three brothers had not come back yet, and the light and darkness around here were about the same. It was obvious that only a few minutes had passed.

"This dream..." After experiencing the magical painted skin, Tan Mo didn't dare to ignore this dream at this time. Then he thought about it and went to the yard to do a set of boxing.

However, the boxing was still the same. He couldn't burst the air and increase his strength. As before, he still couldn't fight the enemy normally.

"So what does this dream mean? In general, shouldn't it be that I, Tan, have achieved boxing skills all of a sudden and become extraordinary? Why doesn't this dream follow the routine?" Tan Mo muttered for a while, and then his heart moved.

One of the Ten Perfect Dreams, the success rate of advancing the ability to control objects +100%.

Tan Mo finally realized that this dream was not about boxing.

He walked into the monk's house, closed the door, leaned against the door, and held the remaining brick from the wooden board in his hand.

This brick is about one-eighth the size of a normal brick.

After swaying, the brick slowly floated up.