In the next room.
The three women were lying on the same bed, whispering.
The girl's family can talk about whispers all over the world, from the apricot blossom wine brewed by A'Zhu, the Guangling music played by A Bi, the camellias grown at Wang Yuyan's home, and some private matters of her daughter's family.
Of course, the main topic among the three of them revolved around Murong Fu.
When talking about Murong Fu, it is inevitable to talk about Duan Yu and Li Xianyu.
"Master Li will become a monk tomorrow." A'Zhu sighed, feeling a little pity.
Abi sighed in her mind as she recalled the interactions these days.
These days, she often plays chess with Li Xianyu, and their relationship has become much closer.
Moreover, Li Xianyu often made her feel embarrassed and happy.
"A monk..." Wang Yuyan recalled the scene of that night in the ruined temple in her mind, and there was a bit of blush on her cheeks.
These days, when she saw Li Xianyu, she always felt unnatural.
"Miss Wang, do you think Mr. Li can become a real master after becoming a monk?" Abi asked in a low voice. She knew that what Li Xianyu loved most was not playing chess, but becoming a peerless master.
"This..." Wang Yuyan muttered, "He has practiced very hard, and Lingbo Weibu has achieved some success, but his skill is too weak.
His talent is pretty good, but if he joins Shaolin, he may not be able to learn real martial arts. "
Wang Yuyan is not only familiar with martial arts in the world, but also has a clear understanding of some situations of each sect.
It does not mean that you can learn all kinds of Shaolin’s secret skills by joining Shaolin.
As far as she knew, many monks in Shaolin had average kung fu.
"He wants to become a monk just to learn martial arts. If he can't learn the unique skills of Shaolin, then he..." A'Zhu was a little worried.
"How about we try to persuade him again." Abi whispered, her heart pounding.
Wang Yuyan hesitated and said: "He is so obsessed with martial arts, so he must have high hopes for Shaolin."
"That's true."
A'Zhu nodded and said, "These days, he has asked me a lot of questions about Shaolin."
"How about I give him another Shaolin Kung Fu." Wang Yuyan said thoughtfully, "Even if he can't learn real martial arts in Shaolin, he can still practice what I teach him."
"OK."
Abi and A'Zhu nodded at the same time.
With the decision made, the three women got out of bed together and lit the oil lamp.
Wang Yuyan thought about it for a long time and decided to teach Shaolin's inner skill: Shaoyang Kung Fu.
While writing, he introduced it to A'Zhu and A Bi: "Shaoyang Kung Zhongzheng Ping He is an entry-level Kung Fu for Shaolin disciples to practice internal strength. It emphasizes gradual progress, from shallow to deep, and is most suitable for beginners."
"Shaoyang Kung Fu? Is it also called Shaolin Boy Kung Fu?" A'Zhu asked curiously. She had vaguely heard of this Kung Fu.
Wang Yuyan nodded and said: "At the beginning of practice, you need to concentrate and practice as a child, so you can get twice the result with half the effort."
After saying that, his cheeks couldn't help but turn red.
The same is true for A'Zhu and A Bi.
Early the next morning.
As soon as Li Xianyu had finished washing up in the room, Duan Yu handed him a copy of the "Shang Yang Finger" secret book. When he left the room, he and Duan Yu came to the room where Wang Yuyan, Abi, and A'zhu lived. , Wang Yuyan also handed him a secret book.
"Shaoyang Kung Fu?" Li Xianyu glanced at the secret book and looked up at Wang Yuyan, with a searching look in his eyes.
Duan Yu's eyes turned red with jealousy when he saw that Wang Yuyan actually gave Li Xianyu another calligraphy treasure.
"This is Shaolin's introductory internal skill. It may be useful if you keep it." Wang Yuyan said softly.
"Thank you."
Li Xianyu thanked her sincerely, thinking to herself that if I didn't become a monk, would I be sorry for this beauty's gift?
The five of them had breakfast together, took their luggage, and went to the backyard of the inn. They found that Shan Zheng, his father, and his son were already waiting in the backyard.
After a few simple polite words, the two groups left the inn together.
Li Xianyu sat in the carriage and recited the two newly obtained secret books.
Han Chuang had studied hard for ten years, and his memory was pretty good. In less than an hour, he had masterfully recited these two secret books.
In the afternoon, the two groups arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain. After leaving their carriages and horses, they climbed up to Shaoshi Mountain together.
Arriving outside the Shaolin Temple, Shan Zheng sent a greeting card and said, "These three girls are from the Murong clan in Gusu and also want to go to Shaolin."
"Women are not allowed to enter the temple." Monk Zhiqing, who was guarding the mountain gate, shook his head repeatedly.
Wang Yuyan looked calm. She knew some of Shaolin's rules.
"Why can't women enter the temple?" A'Zhu said dissatisfied, "My young master may be in your Shaolin Temple. If we are not allowed to enter, are you detaining my young master and feeling guilty as a thief?"
Zhiqing said angrily: "Have you ever seen any temple where women are allowed to enter? Our Shaolin Temple is a thousand-year-old temple and has never allowed any women to enter."
"A'Zhu, Shaolin does have this kind of rule." Wang Yuyan said softly.
A'Zhu curled his lips, feeling very dissatisfied.
Li Xianyu took a deep breath, carried the package, walked to the temple door, and said, "I, Li Xianyu, plan to enter the temple and become a monk."
"A monk?" Zhiqing was stunned and scratched his bald head, "This young monk can't make the decision. When Zhisong comes back later, let him ask for instructions again."
"Okay." Li Xianyu nodded and stepped aside, thinking about the next way.
It is definitely impossible to become a monk, not even in this life.
But it is okay to join Shaolin temporarily.
Having already contracted ice silkworm, Li Xianyu really didn't want to give up on the Neuropedia.
Not long after, Zhisong, another monk guarding the mountain gate, led a middle-aged monk in cassocks and six yellow monks to the mountain gate.
"The poor monk Xuan Ku has met the old benefactor Shan." The middle-aged monk held one hand in front of him and performed a Buddha salute to Shan Zheng.
"It turns out to be Master Xuanku." Shan Zheng smiled in return.
Then, Xuan Ku looked at the three girls Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, and A Bi, and frowned.
"They are from the Murong clan in Gusu." Shan Zheng introduced, "I met them on the road and came with them."
"Gusu Murong clan?" Xuan Ku was startled.
"Old monk, where is my young master?" A'Zhu asked first.
Xuan Ku frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
A'Zhu said: "You have wrongfully accused my young master of murder. My young master must have come here to argue with you."
"There haven't been many guests in Shaolin recently." Xuan Ku said calmly, "I, Shaolin, have sent several monks to look for donor Murong."
"not coming?"
Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, and A Bi were all stunned.
Xuan Ku ignored the three women and focused on Shan Zheng, inviting him: "Old donor Shan, would you like to come to the temple for a chat?"
"Okay." Shan Zheng nodded, glanced at Li Xianyu, and said with a smile, "This Young Master Li wants to come to Shaolin to become a monk."
"A monk?" Xuan Ku looked at Li Xianyu.
Li Xianyu said, "I, Li Xianyu, want to enter the temple and become a monk. I hope Master will give you permission."
Xuanku frowned and looked at Li Xianyu, Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan and others suspiciously. At this moment, Li Xianyu was standing side by side with Abi.
"Are you from the Murong family?" Xuan Ku asked.
Li Xianyu was startled, shook his head, and said, "I am alone. I am only friends with these three girls, but I am only a close friend of Mr. Murong, and I have never met them."
"That's it." Xuan Ku thought for a while and said, "Then you enter the temple first. Whether you can become a monk in Shaolin depends on the abbot and senior brother's decision."
"Okay." Li Xianyu nodded, turned around and looked at Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, A Bi, and Duan Yuxi, and said with a smile, "We'll say goodbye to each other. I don't know when we'll see each other again. Please take this very seriously."
After saying that, he stepped into the temple gate.
The third daughter and Duan Yu looked at Li Xianyu's back as he walked into the temple gate, feeling somewhat sad in their hearts.
