Shan Dai followed the gourd painting and practiced a few tricks, and she was able to learn the rough kung fu of various sects that had been spread in the world.
The slightly more interesting ones are Qinggong, such as a dragonfly touching water, flying on grass, pulling onions on dry land, and stepping on wall ladders.
Shan Dai looked at the 4-meter-long courtyard wall of her home and became playful. She kicked up and jumped on it.
"Little, little ancestor, come down quickly."
"This little ancestor must be a god descending to earth."
"Why are you going down to the mortal world? How are you going to get down from the house? Ladder. Go and get the ladder."
The servants in the courtyard were in a mess. Some were guarding under the wall, while others went to get ladders and notify the steward.
Shandai scratched her head, looked around at the scenery, and decided to go down.
As soon as he mentioned Xiantian Qi, his body immediately jumped up.
Shandai was about to do a 720-degree roll in the air when a gust of wind blew over.
"Hey..." Shan Dai felt blown back by the wind and was speechless. Although I am only 2 years old, am I that light?
The servants were stunned when they saw Shandai being blown back by the wind and falling towards the outside of the wall. Some of the maids fainted directly. They must have been smashed to pieces when they thought about it.
"Oh yo yo yo..."
When Shandai landed, she found that there was a person on her back underneath, a smelly and dirty fake monk, or a beggar.
The reason why we say he is a monk is because he wears a monk's hat and has hair, so he seems to be a lay disciple.
The reason why he said it was fake was because of the half-gnawed dog leg and the alcohol. The stench all over his body exuded a strong smell of alcohol.
The reason why I say he is a beggar is because the tattered monk's clothes are full of greasy dirt, and even the toes of his shoes are exposed, which makes him look filthy and cool.
The sloppy monk picked up the broken banana fan and scratched it, "Little girl, monk, I'm just using your courtyard wall to avoid the sun. There's no need to climb over the wall and step on the monk."
(Bah, a group of arhats couldn’t help but spit, Jidian, Jidian, you are now even deceiving a 3-year-old, no, 2-year-old child, what a shame.)
Shan Dai curled her lips and said, "You must have done it, or it wasn't such a coincidence."
The sloppy monk cried loudly, "Oh my conscience, monk, I died unjustly."
(Ugh, your conscience has been eaten by a dog a long time ago, so you eat dog meat all day long to take revenge.)
"Don't think that I'm easy to deceive because I'm young. Tell me, what do you want to do? What's your profession? Judging from your ruffian look, you must be good at all of them."
(Applause, what the little girl said is so good. This monk is good at deceiving and abducting.)
The sloppy monk also sweated. While feeling the feeling, he counted his fingers in his sleeves and felt bad, "What about that? I can't say anything to you, monk. We are destined to meet again."
Shan Dai stepped on the corner of his clothes that was dragging on the ground, "Don't, at least throw away some martial arts secrets, natural materials and treasures before you run away, martial arts adventures, this is what the world's masters do."
"I don't have any treasures of heaven and earth. I have a package of martial arts secrets. Do you want one? Just one tael of silver." The sloppy monk beckoned and sucked the package that he used as a pillow and opened it. Inside was a pile of martial arts secrets.
"Why are you so good at sucking packages?"
"Arhat Fist."
"Does Arhat Fist have this trick? You can't fool me. I just saw it."
"Of course there is. Dragon Subduing Arhat can even capture a dragon. Isn't it normal for me to suck a package? It's like this..."
"Ah, that's it, Arhat captures the dragon."
Shandai didn't listen at all. She raised her hand and sucked down a bunch of leaves, forming a long dragon with her waves.
Well……
"Arhat captures the dragon."
Shan Dai was dissatisfied and imagined the scene of Arhat capturing the dragon, using his mind to control the spirit and spirit to control his energy.
She is the Dragon Subduing Arhat and has captured a dragon.
The second-grade Xiantian Qi was vigorously flowing, and a Qi dragon emerged from the surge of air, vaguely floating in the air.
The dragon's power was scattered in all directions, and birds, beasts, insects and ants ran away and pretended to be dead.
At the same time, the white Buddha's light, invisible to ordinary people, shines for hundreds of miles in the sky, bringing peace and quiet wherever it passes, which means that disputes are forcibly resolved.
And the Buddha's light emerged from Shandai's body, white with a touch of gold, and the Arhat's golden body was just around the corner.
The sloppy monk was dumbfounded, and then realized that something was wrong, so he shrank to the ground and ran away.
As soon as he walked away, a village girl appeared at the intersection. She held a basket with a lotus in it.
She looked at the Buddha's light on Shandai's body and was stunned. Then she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet and disappeared.
At this time, the housekeeper Shi Sheng came around with his servants - there was no way, the yard was too big.
Shan Dai heard the footsteps and stopped, only to find that the sloppy monk was gone.
Shandai didn't care either, she was an expert from this world.
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In fact, the worldly master in her heart was fleeing in the air, being chased thousands of miles away by a fairy.
"Aunt He, monk, I have no grievances with you. Why are you bothering? You should continue shopping to buy clothes."
(Speechless, this definitely adds fuel to the fire.)
"Stop talking nonsense, Jianglong, you dare to touch the disciple that I like in Bajing Palace. Today I..."
"I just went to take a look out of curiosity. I really didn't want to rob her. This little girl is very talented. She can understand the true meaning just by playing around. She has the aura of Buddha. It's not my fault. Besides, it's possible to practice Buddhism and Taoism together. Yes."
"You can be your size and die."
"Okay, you go ahead and fight me. Anyway, I am mortal now and I can't beat you. But let me make it clear first, don't slap me in the face. I still need to eat." The sloppy monk landed on the top of the mountain and took off his clothes.
The fairy girl quickly turned her head and shouted frantically, "You are an Arhat with a golden body, yet you are so shameless!"
"I'm afraid you'll break my cassock. I don't have money to buy a new one. I haven't sold any of my secret books. Besides, you are a golden immortal. What inner demons have you not seen? What's the point? "Relationship, don't look bad, come on, hit me quickly, hit me, monk, I will let you hit me, just remember not to hit me in the face."
The sloppy monk was very bachelor, so he just lay down in a too-shaped shape.
(The Arhats were silent and hiding their faces together. This Arhat punched him like no other.)
"Okay, junior sister." A suave middle-aged scholar appeared with a beautiful mustache and a sword on his back.
"If you hit him, it's equivalent to being demoted to the same level as him."
"Ah, Lu Dao is friendly, do you want a sip? It's a good Daqu." The sloppy monk sat up and drank from the wine gourd, rubbed his toes, and took a sip happily.
"But he..."
"Let's go, this farce should end."
"Let's go now. I still have dog meat here. It's delicious. Do you want to have a bite?" The sloppy monk just picked up the dog meat and rubbed his feet with his hands.
(Ugh...the Arhats fell to the ground.)
The Fairy Girl and the Sword Immortal couldn't bear it, so they just dodged.
"Hehe, they are all ungrateful." The sloppy monk muttered and raised his middle finger in anger. The one he used to rub his feet did not touch the dog meat at all.
He took another sip of wine and said, "Hey, which of the brothers above is here? Please help me ask what's going on with the disciples of Bajing Palace? I didn't expect her to be a disciple of Bajing Palace."
(No one paid attention to him, why brother? You are down there now, little brother.)
"Hey, believe it or not, I will go to a temple right away to report something, saying that if you don't report something, that is the Grand Master's Bajing Palace, brothers!"
(The Arhats looked at each other and decided the winner with their eyes. The Fuhu Arhat unluckily won the prize.
(He spent all his strength with a dark face, crossed the border and said hello to the sloppy monk, then forced a smile and went to report it.)
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