In the field, the fierce impact of the strong man's hands caused blood to flow from his jaws, and his chest hurt so much that he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
Lin Xiaolu stood in front of him and snorted disdainfully: "Thankfully you still seem to be a martial arts practitioner. I will teach you a lesson this time. Next time, I will destroy your martial arts!"
"good!"
Countless people around him applauded and clapped their hands enthusiastically when they saw this scene, while the sturdy man was so frightened that he covered his chest and crawled away without abandoning his horse.
"Young hero is very capable!"
"Well done, little Taoist priest!"
"The Tao is great!"
Amidst the applause of the people, the girl in white eating candied haws looked at Lin Xiaolu and marveled at her senior brother:
"Senior brother, this little Taoist priest is so powerful. He even bent the iron rod with his kick."
The boy in white also nodded:
"This is a true martial arts master. He is so good that I never thought that there would be such a strong martial arts master in the mortal world. Tigers and leopards are hidden deep in the mountains, and unicorns are buried in the fields."
"Let's go and accompany our senior brother to get to know this Taoist priest."
At this time, Lin Xiaolu, who had finished teaching the tough man, was buying roasted sweet potatoes on the roadside.
When the stall owner selling roasted sweet potatoes saw his chivalrous behavior, he smiled and said that he would not charge him any money. He also said that he could come to him if he wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes in the future.
Being so polite made Lin Xiaolu blush a little. He didn't know if the stall owner would be so polite now that he knew how much he ate.
"Taoist Priest, what a skill!"
Lin Xiaolu was eating delicious roasted sweet potatoes when he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him. He turned around and saw two young men dressed in white with long swords on their backs.
Lin Xiaolu, who heard the two people praising his good skills with a sweet potato stuffed in his mouth, replied with three words indifferently:
"I know."
The boy in white choked when he heard the words, hesitated for a while and continued to laugh: "I am a disciple of Shushan, Tan Songlei. Seeing that the Taoist Master has extraordinary skills and a chivalrous heart, he wants to make friends with the Taoist Master."
The girl in white clothes on the side also glanced at Lin Xiaolu curiously, then waved her hand and said with a smile: "My name is Wenzhu, you can just call me Zhuzi."
Lin Xiaolu held a roasted sweet potato in his hand, glanced at the two of them curiously, and said a long "Oh~".
"Are you two from Shushan?"
Tan Songlei smiled: "Exactly."
Lin Xiaolu still had sweet potatoes stuffed in his mouth and said vaguely: "My boss is Li Mingru."
Tan Songlei:? ? ?
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In the afternoon, in a certain teahouse, Lin Xiaolu was eating Xiao Long Bao, and there were several high stacks of steamer baskets in front of him.
In front of him were Tan Songlei and Wenzhu who were completely shocked by his appetite.
"So you two haven't even heard of my boss's name?" Lin Xiaolu said while stuffing xiaolongbao into his mouth and puffing up his cheeks:
"You two are so ignorant. My friends all know that."
"your friend?"
"Yes, we are staying at the Yuelai Inn on East Street." Lin Xiaolu said while eating: "We are going to a place called Wuxin Temple, and then we will stop here to rest for a day, and then continue on the road tomorrow. I am taking advantage of their absence. Pay attention, I just secretly came out to run for a while."
Tan Songlei nodded when he heard this, while Wenzhu beside him asked Lin Xiaolu curiously:
"Are you really a monk from Emei? But I don't think you know any spiritual skills."
"Of course it is." Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes at the girl and hummed: "I am a martial arts practitioner, which is different from your immortal cultivators, but I am indeed from Emei."
"Oh? Then we can be considered fellow Taoists of the Zhengdao Sect." Tan Songlei asked with a smile: "Brother Xiaolu, I see you are not very old. Will you also participate in the Yellow Sky Mirage three years later?"
"Definitely."
Lin Xiaolu looked like it was natural and asked the store clerk for another tray of xiaolongbao.
"My junior sister and I will also participate, and we will be our opponents then." Tan Songlei said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll hit you more gently then." Lin Xiaolu said very seriously. He felt that the pair of senior brothers and sisters in front of him were pretty good. They were nice people and were only a little older than him.
After hearing Lin Xiaolu's words, Tan Songlei was a little unconvinced. After all, he has a young mind, so he crossed his arms and said arrogantly: "Although brother Xiaolu's kung fu is very powerful, I am not bad either. Among our Shushan peers, I am the number one sword cultivator."
"Yes, my senior brother is very strong." Wenzhu agreed proudly: "My senior brother has reached the third level of Qi Condensation and defeated all his peers in the sect competition."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu looked at Tan Songlei carefully, then shook his head and said, "No, you are worse than Chen Nianyun."
"Chen Nianyun?"
"Yes." Lin Xiaolu nodded solemnly: "Your cultivation seems to be similar to that of my adopted son Chen Nianyun, but it still feels a little worse."
"You are really good at bragging." The girl in white, Wenzhu, suddenly became unhappy and said angrily: "You are young and have an adopted son, and you can't even cultivate immortality, yet you dare to comment on those who cultivate immortality."
"It's different." Lin Xiaolu explained very seriously: "Strongness doesn't just depend on cultivation. I didn't understand it at first, but I understood it when I got to know Wu Gu.
Wugou is my good friend, a young monk. His cultivation level is very low, only the second level of Qi Condensation, but this is because he spends most of his time studying Buddhism every day. "
"What's the use of studying Buddhism?" Tan Songlei asked with some confusion.
"Everyone has more than one talent." Lin Xiaolu held two soup dumplings in both hands, taking a bite from the left and a bite from the right. At the same time, he smiled and said: "You know that in the later stages of practice, there will be inner demons, right?"
Tan Songlei and Wen Zhu nodded at the same time.
"One of the secondary reasons why Wugou practices Buddhism is that he puts mental cultivation first, so that it will be much easier than other monks to overcome inner demons later on."
After staying with Wugou for a long time, Lin Xiaolu now understands Buddhism and state of mind better, so he explained to these two people: "A powerful monk or warrior is definitely not only powerful in terms of cultivation."
"But the Wu Gu you are talking about, how does he know that he will definitely reach the level of overcoming the inner demon?" Wenzhu asked puzzledly: "After all, it requires a very high level to overcome the inner demon, right? If he can't practice until that point, wouldn't it be a waste of time?"
Hearing this question, Lin Xiaolu smiled and asked back: "If you don't believe that you will become a powerful monk, and you don't believe that you will reach the point of overcoming the inner demon, then why are you cultivating immortality?"
Wenzhu choked and couldn't answer.
“Although I don’t know much about cultivating immortals, I know that if a person wants to do something well, he must first have confidence in himself.
Moreover, studying Buddhism is Wu Gu’s hobby and belief. Just like my adopted son Chen Nianyun, he has the obsession to become the best in the world, but you don’t, so I think you are not as good as him. "
Lin Xiaolu looked at Tan Songlei and said: "Maybe you two are about the same strength, but your state of mind is not enough, so you have to practice more."
The young man in white pursed his lips when he heard this and said no more, while Wenzhu beside him continued to look at Lin Xiaolu.
"You sound right, but how do you feel about it?"
Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the girl in front of him who was still unconvinced, and showed a kind smile:
"My state of mind... I'm afraid of myself."
After eating and drinking, Lin Xiaolu, Tan Songlei, and Wenzhu, the brothers and sisters, said goodbye, and made an appointment to play on the street together in the evening, and then prepared to go back to the inn alone.
Now Jiang Ning won't let himself and Wu Gu go to the brothel, so he goes there secretly, and then takes Tan Songlei there at night, so that this Shushan disciple can see the world and shake the foundation of Shushan's future, hohohohoho~
At midnight, Lin Xiaolu, who left the teahouse, bought another roasted sweet potato and ate it while walking to the inn.
The roasted sweet potatoes here are so delicious, soft, glutinous and sweet. One person is simply not enough. Lin Xiaolu walked away while eating, with a few orange-yellow sweet potato residues on the corners of his mouth. As soon as he walked to the door of the inn, he heard something coming from inside. Violent noise.
"Shangguan Shiliu! You bullied the duck too much! I, the handsome duck, will fight with you today!"
"Hey, little duck, your boss is not here, so I will teach you today what it means to be low-key!"
