The villain is invincible

Chapter 170 Systematic Martial Arts
"The reason why they let him go out to travel at a young age is that there is no one in Huichang Temple who can teach him Buddhism except the abbot."

"This host will be summoned by Master Xuanzang of Huangjue Temple to repair Buddhist scriptures, and he has no time to take this fellow disciple with him."

"In order not to delay his progress, he was sent to Shaolin."

"One, our Shaolin is the largest sect of Buddhism in the Central Plains, and the other is that we want his junior to learn a skill that can strengthen the body and at least prolong life."

"I don't want to be so profound, I just want to save my life, let him live longer, and work hard for a few years to carry forward Buddhism."

"So you understand why the teacher asked you to bring this Junior Brother Liao Fan?"

Wuhua took a deep breath, and a burst of arrogance gushed out of her heart.

The status of the best young monk in the whole monastery has been challenged.

This task, he took over.

From the next day, Shaolin Temple found that there was a little tail behind their most outstanding young brother Wu Hua.

He attended classes with Brother Wuhua, worshiped the Buddha, and studied the Dharma, and never missed a single class.

The few senior brothers next to him became more and more surprised as they watched. Some of them were lively, and they took an opportunity to grab this newcomer.

"Can you understand Brother Wuhua's salute to the Buddha? Can you understand the lesson taught by Brother Wuhua?"

Mai Fan answered as a matter of course: "Yes, Senior Brother Wu Hua is really knowledgeable, talking to him about the scriptures is just enjoyable."

"In the original temple, I didn't have many people to argue with. It's my honor to meet Brother Wuhua now."

After hearing this and seeing that the little monk didn't seem like he would lie, several people were really convinced.

But is this a good thing for Wuhua monk?
Mai Fan smiled as he looked at the progress bar of the main task: Convincing Wuhua (33/100).

For the arrogant Wuhua, of course it is not a good thing.

I think back then in the ancient heroes' books, how amazing and beautiful Wu Hua was.

Now, he was defeated by a junior brother who was nearly ten years younger than him in terms of Buddhist scriptures... He must be feeling uncomfortable, right?

Just as Mai Fan was thinking about it, Senior Brother Wu Hua called him behind him: "Junior Brother Liao Fan, today's lecture is really exhausting."

"Your senior brother entrusted you to Shaolin, and he has other thoughts."

"Little brother, have you ever heard of where Shaolin's fame comes from?"

Mai Fan's expression was serious, and he thought about it, but his face was ignorant, and he asked weakly: "Is it kung fu?"

Wuhua nodded: "It's kung fu, but it's a pity that my junior brother Enlightenment is not in Shaolin. You must know that our little monks here have been practicing martial arts since childhood."

"However, Junior Brother, don't be discouraged. As the saying goes, ambition doesn't come at a young age. You are now laying the foundation with the children's class. It takes 20 years of effort. Although you can't reach the level of a first-class master, you can prolong your life and wait for idlers to get close, but you can still do it."

"I don't know if my junior should learn Shaolin Kung Fu?"

Learn!Must learn!

Mai Fan was very excited, even if Wuhua asked him to learn from the kindergarten class, he had no objection.

The foundation, of course, needs to be firmly established.

Mai Fan immediately agreed: "Okay Senior Brother Wu Hua, the senior brother will be arranged by the senior fellow."

"Our presiding brother entrusted me to Shaolin, that is the absolute trust in Shaolin. I believe that people like Brother Wuhua will never harm me."

After finishing speaking, Mai Fan did not forget to give Wu Hua a big smile, which made a person like Senior Brother Wu Hua feel guilty for a rare moment.

"Well, brother, it must be for your own good. Look, the Sutra Library has arrived. Let's go in and find the basic scriptures for the afternoon class."

After finishing speaking, Wu Hua stepped into the scripture storage pavilion one step ahead of Mai Fan.

He didn't know that after he walked in, an old monk and an old god by the side of the door gave him a look.

It was because of this glance that Mai Fan's eyes widened.

Because the old monk was holding a broom in his hand, and there were a few big characters on his head, "Sweeping monk (not enough level to be able to attack)"

Oh my god, this is the hidden boss, right?
Mai Fan looked at Wushuang again, and suddenly felt unsatisfactory.

But considering the level of the sweeping monk, even if the opponent is green, I am afraid that he will not be able to subdue him for a while.

It's better to go step by step, one by one.

Thinking of this, Mai Fan smiled at the sweeping monk, licking his face and leaned over: "Grandpa, little monk, let me sweep the floor for you."

The sweeping monk was very surprised. With such high martial arts, he was stunned, so Mai Fan took the broom over.

Huh?Is there something interesting about this doll?Why did my own hand send the broom out unconsciously?
Wuhua also wondered in the Sutra Pavilion, why didn't Junior Brother Liaofan follow?
Turning around and looking again, he was helping the old monk who guarded the scripture building to sweep the floor in the yard outside the scripture pavilion.

Feeling puzzled, Wu Hua poked her head out and asked, "Junior brother, what's the reason?"

Mai Fan grinned: "Respect the old and love the young! Brother, I have helped Master sweep the floor since I was a child in the temple."

"My master is about the same age as this grandfather. When I saw this master, I thought of my master. Did he work hard in Chang'an, and was he in good health?"

"Also, how can you let someone at the age of the master do such heavy work?" Mai Fan sighed and shook his head: "It shouldn't be, it's too bad!"

Wu Hua was dumbfounded when he heard that, and he felt that Mai Fan must have another purpose.

But what purpose can an ordinary old monk achieve?

Wuhua couldn't figure it out, and the sweeping monk was even more strange.

The two of them could only attribute Mai Fan's sudden convulsion to... really respecting the old and loving the young.

But it doesn't matter, it's just sweeping the floor, it won't affect Wuhua's next plan, and it won't affect the strong Buddhist heart of the sweeping monk.

No, on the second day, Wuhua sent Mai Fan to Shaolin's children's class, and together with a group of young monks who were only six or seven years old, they trained horses, practiced the basics, and played Changquan.

According to Brother Wu Hua's instructions, there is no need to give this older child any special care.

Even a young novice can endure the suffering, and this senior brother should set an example and work hard.

Regarding Brother Wuhua's order, the master who trained the little monk could only smile wryly.

Can monks be the same as monks?

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, the bones are almost finalized.

This little junior brother must have offended senior brother Wu Hua somewhere, so he was teased like this.

When he can't hold on anymore, he will naturally go to Senior Brother Wuhua to bow his head.

Thinking of the basic master here doubled the amount of training for Mai Fan.

To put it bluntly, he is twice as old as others, so he should be trained according to this amount.

(End of this chapter)