The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 2 Shaolin Martial Arts

The sky is dim and the fog is hazy, and the day in Shaolin Temple starts before dawn.

Carrying water, chopping firewood, cleaning fallen leaves from the temple, chanting sutras and meditating.

As the third highest-ranking scholar in the Shaolin Temple, Ye Wuxin was naturally assigned a lot of chores.

Faced with many senior fellow apprentices who were able to lift water flatly and walk as fast as flying, he could only use his internal strength secretly and bite the bullet.

Fortunately, Ye Wuxin's internal strength is already considered a third-rate master, and the medicinal properties of Wubaohua honey wine and Laba porridge have not yet faded.

After filling two water tanks, he didn't feel very tired, but he got used to this body a lot.

After going around for a while, he could clearly see the general strength of Mr. Xu Zi.

There is no doubt that among the many monks of Xu Zi's generation, no one has a better internal strength than him.

This is normal. Although Shaolin is famous all over the world, it is difficult to find extraordinary talents among the younger generation.

To train a warrior monk, you need to be able to read and write, recite Buddhist scriptures, exercise your body, and cultivate Buddha nature from an early age. It is not until you reach adulthood that you can choose a few of the seventy-two Shaolin skills.

As for internal strength and mental skills, although they are taught since childhood, this kind of thing still depends on individual talent.

Hui Lun turned around and left, and a message appeared in Ye Wuxin's eyes again.

Xuanci, the master of Shaolin, is known as the "Arhat of the Crouching Tiger" by people in the world. His powerful Vajra Palm is even more famous in the world.

Xu Zhu, as the youngest member of the Xu generation, naturally had to salute each monk. It was not until a long time later that it was his turn to board that martial arts arena.

Xuan Sheng sat cross-legged on the futon and had a panoramic view of the martial arts competition among the disciples below.

"No, my junior brother has made great progress in martial arts, but my brother has not lost any strength at all."

The Great Vajra Finger practiced by Xu Yuan is almost the same as his Arhat Fist, and his internal strength is also ranked among the top three among his peers.

Ye Wuxin had a complex expression and silently saluted the old man in front of him.

[Emotion point +1 from Xuansheng]

When practicing martial arts, he would shout loudly from time to time. The martial arts he practiced was the Great Arhat Fist, one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

[Bip! Emotion points from Hui Lun +5]

Xu Sheng returned the favor and silently stepped aside.

The last scene, Xu Zhu versus Xu Yuan.

In the Shaolin Temple martial arts training ground, Ye Wuxin stood in front of the wooden man, punching and kicking it.

"Senior Brother Head."

After finishing the chores, Ye Wuxin, who was feeling sore all over, followed his senior fellow apprentices to the dining hall.

‘Add 20? This is the highest amount so far. Master, it seems that your Zen practice is not enough, you are happy so easily.’

"ha!"

"Xu Zhu, why are you so diligent today?"

"Only by not being arrogant when you win, not being discouraged when you lose, and not having the desire to win can you approach the teachings of my Buddha."

As an ancient unique skill of the Shaolin Temple, Luohan Quan is easy to understand, masculine and powerful, and contains subtle changes in reality and reality. The mystery is enough for people to study it for a lifetime.

Many eminent monks and disciples saluted one after another, showing respect on their faces.

"Senior brother, please enlighten me."

This is his father in this body, a being who regards Shaolin Qingyu as more important than the lives of his wife and children.

Xu Sheng nodded slightly and clenched his fists, which resembled a large pestle. It was the Great Wei Tuo Pestle, one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.

Outside the martial arts training ground, Monk Huilun touched his bald head and felt a little strange.

When he saw the performance of Xu Zhu and Xu Sheng, Xuansheng nodded slightly.

Ye Wuxin was secretly frightened, but her expression remained calm. She secretly used three parts of her inner energy to protect her whole body, and let out a loud shout.

'In a few days, my Luohan Quan will definitely reach the first level, and relying on my own internal strength, I will definitely win the first place in this martial arts performance.'

Facing the oncoming fierce finger force, Ye Wuxin gave full play to the principle of "similar force but not force" in Daluohan boxing, and used the method of sounding to the east and attacking to the west to confront it.

Relying on his internal strength cultivation comparable to that of a third-rate master and his 10% proficiency in Luohan Fist, Ye Wuxin won consecutive victories, making Huilun stand out among the many brothers.

As the sun sets in the west, with the competition among many brothers, the martial arts performance of Xuzi generation is coming to an end.

"Junior brother, be careful."

Ye Wuxin showed a smile after practicing all afternoon, and her proficiency in Luohan Quan increased by one percent.

In the end, he was able to win the first place in this martial arts performance.

"The martial arts performance begins!"

Forget it, this is Shaolin, and no one dares to disguise himself as a Shaolin disciple, let alone Xu Zhu, whom he has seen growing up!

‘Is 15 emotional points worth it? The basic draw is 1,000 points, the intermediate level adds zero, and the advanced level adds zero. The journey is difficult.’

Although there is a reason for this because he was not diligent in practicing martial arts in his early years, the yellow-browed monk used to practice his diamond finger to the second level and seventh level and was able to travel around the world.

Mountain vegetables, fragrant tomatoes, and all kinds of vegetable ingredients are all available, which can be regarded as letting him see what a vegetarian dish is.

Shaolin's systematic cultivation of talents makes it difficult for those with a little talent to get ahead, but the lower limit for many juniors is quite high.

This is the result of Xu Zhu's more than twenty years of practice, and it is also his true talent.

Before he finished speaking, an old-looking monk wearing a bright red cassock slowly appeared and stood beside Xuansheng.

How did my disciple, who was usually not good at eloquence, become so eloquent? Could it be that he had some epiphany about Zen? It's really strange.

"My apprentice is dull. Every time he competes in chess, he loses more than he wins. He only sharpens his spear when the martial arts performance is about to begin."

It is also a powerful and heavy punch, and the Great Arhat Fist hits the empty fist in the middle.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your permission."

Ye Wuxin shook his head slightly and left the martial arts training ground to take a bath and change clothes for tonight's dinner.

It can be seen from this that Xu Zhu's qualifications are really not good.

[Arhat Fist: 7% (Proficiency)]

The wise monks nodded slightly, the Wheel of Wisdom was among them, the corners of their mouths raised slightly, and then they regained their composure.

[Emotion points +20 from Hui Lun]

"Although you have many defeats and few victories, you are kind in yourself and have little desire to win or lose. This is the principle of the Buddha, Amitabha, to not be angry or angry."

Three days later, in the Shaolin martial arts arena.

The sun is setting in the west and it is getting late.

"This competition is over, the winner is Xu Zhu, all disciples practice Buddhism and martial arts diligently."

[Emotion points from Hui Lun +10.]

Seeing his enlightenment master asking a question, Ye Wuxin was surprised by the appearance of an emotional point, but still responded respectfully.

The Great Skanda Pestle takes the meaning of Skanda to subjugate demons, its movements are powerful and heavy, and its power is unparalleled.

After practicing a special skill for decades, no matter how bad it is, you will at least be at the bottom of the list of first-class masters.

Seeing Xu Sheng push back a few steps, Ye Wuxin immediately saluted.

Luohan Quan is an entry-level skill in Shaolin Temple, and everyone can do it a few times, but this does not mean that it is not strong.

Xuan Sheng, the eminent monk of the Xuan generation, nodded slightly, Huizhen, the Hui generation, saluted respectfully, and secretly shouted to the people below with the roar of the Shaolin lion.

"Amitabha, at three o'clock tonight, the winner of the martial arts performance will go to the main hall, and the poor monk will explain the Dharma and martial arts sutras to him."

Another series of emotional points came to his account, and Ye Wuxin's face was as calm as an ancient well, and he bowed deeply.

"The young monk thanked the abbot."

At the same time, Ye Wuxin secretly made up his mind to do something big this time.

(End of chapter)