One person: Second-hand summer grass helps me practice

Chapter 150: Welcomed by the whole street, wanting to be the abbot of Lingyin Temple

After Qin Shiyue's palm strike, the old Taoist priest, Mr. Tian and Lu Liang were fine.

After all, they have seen a lot of Qin Shiyue's Tathagata Palm during this period.

But Baowen and Master Jiekong were a little uneasy at this moment.

Although they heard that Qin Shiyue's martial arts had improved and his palm technique had also achieved a breakthrough.

But whose powerful Vajra Palm can break through to the level of Tathagata Palm?

Master Jiekong and Baowen were both people who were obsessed with Shaolin martial arts, so even if they had never eaten pork, they had heard of what pork tasted like.

This palm technique, with such power and profound Buddha nature! It must be the legendary Tathagata Palm!

"Good boy! The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves ahead. You are pushing your master onto the beach."

Master Jie Kong's eyes sparkled and he gave Qin Shiyue a thumbs up.

"Hey, Master! Do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Qin Shiyue grinned at Master Jie Kong with a somewhat complacent look on his face.

"What's the matter, kid? You still want me to call you Master?"

Master Jie Kong seemed to see through Qin Shiyue's little thoughts and spoke unhappily.

"Look at you, why are you speaking so bluntly? We are just father and son, who are we to each other?"

Qin Shiyue smiled even more brightly when she heard that!

"You're the rebel Tian Gang! You little brat! You're asking for a fight! Wait till you get off the bus!"

Master Jie Kong glared at Qin Shiyue and cursed through gritted teeth.

"Haha! Master, it was just a joke. Why are you taking it so seriously?"

"Um... little master? Can I learn from you?"

Bao Wen spoke weakly at this time, his voice was as small as a mosquito.

But who were the people present? I heard it clearly in an instant.

The expressions of the old Taoist priest and Mr. Tian suddenly became a little strange, their shoulders kept shaking, and they looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

"Baowen! Are you going to rebel? If you weren't driving, you'd see how I would deal with you! I'll give you a chance to swallow back what you just said to me, an old man!"

Master Jiekong glared at Bao Wen beside him and cursed.

"But Master, I really want to learn such an amazing technique."

Bao Wen shrank his head in fear, but as a martial arts fanatic, he was indeed envious of the magical skill of Tathagata Palm.

"Brother! Be sensible! I'll teach you! From now on, we can call each other by our own names! I'll call you Brother, and you can just call me Little Master!"

Qin Shiyue slapped her thigh and laughed loudly.

"Get out! You two traitors! Get out of the car now!"

Master Jiekong was so angry that his face turned red! Then he didn't care whether Baowen was driving or not.

He went up and slapped Bao Wen on the head! "You little bastard!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Jie Kong, look at you, we are still in the car, even if you don't care about your own safety, you have to take care of us!"

The old Taoist priest grasped Master Jiekong's arm and spoke in a righteous manner.

"Bull Nose, stop standing here and watching me make a fuss! You're fine even if the car explodes!"

Master Jiekong was extremely unhappy and shook off the old Taoist's hand and cursed.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

In the end, Mr. Tian couldn't help laughing out loud.

When Mr. Tian smiled, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Just at this time, the car drove to the real Lingyin Temple hidden in the back mountain.

As soon as I got off the car, I saw dozens of martial monks and other monks from Lingyin Temple, all standing at the door, lining up to welcome me.

"Hahaha! Brothers! My Baozheng is back again! Did you miss me?"

When Qin Shiyue saw these familiar faces, she couldn't wait to rush out of the car, laughing and shouting to everyone.

However, the monks just looked at each other, and their expressions really showed no intention of welcoming Qin Shiyue at all.

In recent years, just this month, they felt the long-lost tranquility of Buddhism in the temple.

"What? Don't you all like to laugh? Are you all unhappy? If you are unhappy, I will be very sad. If I am very sad, you should know..."

Qin Shiyue stared at those bald heads with a meaningful expression.

"Ahahaha! Uncle-Master Baozheng!"

"Baozheng, you're back!"

"We missed you so much!"

......

The bald heads all smiled a smile that was uglier than crying, and shouted from the bottom of their hearts.

"Get lost! Stop scaring your own family here, and go to the old man's meditation room! Someone will be here soon!"

Master Jie Kong kicked Qin Shiyue on the butt and cursed.

"What a rage! Really, it was just a joke. I'll go right away."

Qin Shiyue patted the dirt off his butt and walked towards the temple with a grin on his face.

All the way to Master Lingkong's meditation room.

After about twenty minutes, the old Taoist priest and Master Jie Kong walked in.

"Master, get ready. Let's start the treatment right away. Then it will be time for you to regain your strength."

Qin Shiyue stood up with a smile on her face, but her eyes showed some excitement.

After so many years, there is finally a way to restore Master Jiekong's cultivation! He has been waiting for this day for a long time!

"You kid, I really can't say anything to you, what are you saying? Forget it, I don't want to bother with you. In this situation, do you really want to treat me first? Or let's wait until this matter is over! Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for your brother to handle it alone."

Master Jiekong spoke with a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, I won't let you handle it alone. Someone will come to help you. Besides, if you don't show your strength, how can you get back to that position?"

Qin Shiyue said with a smile.

"To be honest, I really have no interest in that position. After so many years in Lingyin Temple, I've gotten used to it."

Master Jiekong sat on the bed and spoke with emotion.

"No! If you don't become the abbot of Shaolin Temple, why are you going to pass on the Lingyin Temple to me? You are so old now, why don't you give more opportunities to the young people!"

Qin Shiyue's expression straightened and he spoke seriously.

"Oh? You kid, you want to be the abbot of Lingyin Temple? Why do you think so? That's not what you said back then!"

Master Jiekong looked at Qin Shiyue in surprise, and there was inevitably some shock in his tone.

After all, among the three disciples, if there is one who is most suitable to be the host, it must be Qin Shiyue. (Before awakening)

After all, the eldest is too naive and the second is too sick, neither of them is suitable to sit in this position.

Only Qin Shiyue can be considered the most suitable, but he is too young and his strength is not good enough.

Master Jiekong mentioned this matter, but Qin Shiyue decisively refused at that time. Unexpectedly, he now wants to be the host.

Qin Shiyue originally wanted to set up his own school, but after hearing that Master Jiekong was able to take back the Shaolin abbot, he began to think about taking over.

When he becomes the abbot of Lingyin Temple, won’t he be the one setting all the rules?

Walking is considered breaking the precepts! Breathing is considered breaking the precepts...Those days! Just thinking about them is so beautiful!

"It's a different time now! Okay, Master, we'll talk about the rest later. I think someone will be coming down the mountain soon, so let's hurry up!"

As Qin Shiyue spoke, he pushed Master Jiekong to sit on the bed and immediately began to practice the rejuvenation technique.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest who was watching the fun also started to chant the complex magic spell.