.(I won't explain anything, I will complete this book within two months)

In the thousand-year-old ancient temple, Songshan Temple, the surrounding ancient trees begin to show new branches, the grass begins to spit green, and the wild flowers begin to smell faintly. It is a good time to go out for a mountain. The magnificent ancient building complex in the temple, the calligraphy inscriptions of famous masters from all ages and Buddha statues in various postures are inconspicuous. Here you can also appreciate the charm of Chinese martial arts...

At the foot of Songshan Mountain, two pedestrians wearing yellow sweatshirts walked on the rugged mountain road one after another.

Looking closely, one of the two was a white-skinned and blonde-haired foreigner, and they communicated fluently in English from time to time.

"Mr. Tao... We have long admired the name of Songshan Temple, and I hope it won't disappoint me." The foreigner suddenly said to the person in front in English. (For the sake of easy understanding, I use Chinese)

"Mr. Jason, don't worry. As a tour guide who is specialized in the Songshan area, I often have the opportunity to take tourists to the temple to worship Bodhisattvas. I often see the masters in the temple practicing martial arts. Songshan Temple is the birthplace of Chinese martial arts. www.piaotian.com. I think it will not disappoint you." Tour guide Tao Zhenghai replied politely.

"Well, that's good." Jason nodded and suddenly whistled, "Let's go quickly, I'm getting more and more excited now. Is Chinese martial arts really as magical as performed on TV? I really want to see it!"

Tao Zhenghai smiled in front, but his feet were still very slow because he really didn't have much strength to walk faster.

This American named Jason specially went to Feiyang Holiday Travel Agency, where he worked, to hire a tour guide. The price was $200 a day, which was equivalent to his half-month salary. Tao Zhenghai was the only person in the travel agency who was familiar with Songshan Scenic Area. His English was also pretty good, so this errand naturally fell into his hands.

Usually, I lead dozens or even hundreds of people. Although I take tourists out to play, I am actually a super nanny. In addition to introducing attractions, I also have to take care of the food and housing of these people, and I also place the number of people from time to time. If there is less personal or something, it is not as simple as deducting some salary.

Therefore, since he got to the tour guide, he thought that his work was a job in the mountains and rivers. In fact, except for his back pain, he had never truly experienced the feeling of "traveling around the mountains and rivers".

In fact, he often travels through mountains and rivers, and his physical strength is considered very good. This can be considered another benefit of the tour guide industry - strengthening the body.

Although the mountain path of Songshan Temple is very steep and not easy to walk, if he keeps his usual speed up, it will definitely not be very tired for the professional tour guide Tao Zhenghai. However, Jason behind him always urged him to walk faster. As a result, he was so tired that his legs were sore and his breathing became rapid in just half an hour. He felt a little regretful. He thought that he could really enjoy the ease with this American, but it turned out to be even more tiring than taking a tour team of hundreds of people.

He couldn't figure out why this American was so physically strong, so he turned his head and looked at him quietly. Jason's steps were steady and powerful, and he could whistle calmly, without seeing any fatigue.

Suddenly Tao Zhenghai remembered that this guy said he wanted to practice martial arts with the monks in the temple. He should be a trainer. No wonder he had such good physical strength. At this time, he became curious about this American named Jason and asked carefully, "Mr. Jason, have you come from afar from the United States to experience Chinese martial arts at Songshan Temple?"

"Well, that's not the case. I'm a martial arts enthusiast. In fact, I haven't been back since I left New York six years ago. I've been traveling around some countries that advocate martial arts, such as Russia, Thailand, Japan, South Korea, and especially in Japan for the longest time."

Tao Zhenghai nodded. Unexpectedly, this American was still an authentic martial arts fanatic. The tour guide often stayed alone with tourists, so it was good at communicating and was one of the tour guide's professional skills. Especially in this situation, two people were walking on the mountain road, if they didn't chat and just kept on the road, in addition to being tired, the atmosphere also seemed very dull. This was not what tourists who came out to relax.

Although Tao Zhenghai is very tired now, out of professional habits, he smiled and continued, "Then among the countries you think you have been to, which country's martial arts are the most recognized by you."

"This is hard to say. It's like a Chinese idiom called "Broad and profound". Any kind of martial arts, whether it is Muay Thai, karate, Taekwondo, etc., has its deep roots. I love martial arts, respect martial arts more, and never compare them." When Jason talked about martial arts, his expression immediately became serious.

Tao Zhenghai naturally could not understand the ideological realm of a martial arts zombie, but after hearing the American said that, his curiosity was swelling and he said with interest: "Sir, should you travel around various countries? Do you learn their martial arts or learn them? But I think your martial arts must be very high!"

"First of all, it's a competition. If the other party is better than me, then I must take him as my teacher until I can defeat him. However, in Russia, Thailand, and South Korea, I didn't meet any opponents in Russia, Thailand, and South Korea a few years ago. I was very disappointed. Fortunately, I met a master of extremely vacuum vacuo stalk in Japan. He could smash the iron plate with one punch! I immediately lost when I fought with him."

"So...what later? Did you take him as your disciple?" Tao Zhenghai opened his mouth in disbelief. He could smash the iron plate with one punch. Is he performing a martial arts film? At this time, he began to suspect that Jason might be a mentally ill person...

"Yes, he didn't agree at first. Later, I donated 10,000 US dollars in his club, and he agreed to teach me kung fu. I lived in Japan for a total of three years. Although I am not a match for Teacher Hirota, all his martial arts essence has been taught to me. What I have to do in the future is to strengthen my body's strength. Now, although I can beat the iron plate with one punch,... it is not as bad as the teacher... I really hope to reach Teacher Hirota's level as soon as possible." Jason said yearningly.

"Oh." Tao Zhenghai responded. Now he was completely sure that the American behind him was a lunatic. He was not in the mood to talk to him again. He hoped that today could be safely spent... He regretted bringing this lunatic to Songshan...

At this time, Jason urged again: "Mr. Tao... Can you go faster? It will be very late when we get to the temple. I will have to go back to Pinghai tonight."

Tao Zhenghai responded and speeded up his pace. Even if the lunatic behind him didn't urge him, he wanted to finish work early. So he no longer saved his energy and simply ran up the mountain halfway.

Jason wondered why Mr. Tao suddenly became so agile, so he followed him quickly and meditated. She originally thought that Master Yangqing would teach him some profound martial arts skills. However, she didn't expect that the old monk only asked her to sit in meditation all day long. The first three days, she endured it with great patience and perseverance, but the next few days were still like this. Finally, she couldn't help saying goodbye to Yangqing. As a result, Monk Yangqing said a few lines of poetry to her. At first she didn't understand. Later, she realized the meaning of the poem: When can I meditate with peace of mind and have no distractions, she would naturally be able to do what she wanted.

So, with these two promises from Master Yang Qing, Tong Leilei has been persisting until now. School has started now. She has not even gone to school and insisted on getting Yang Qing to recognize it.

Of course, Tong Leilei is very sensible and self-aware. During this period, she has increasingly realized the meaning of the word "meditation" when meditating. To put it simply, in fact, if you really have to be free from distractions, it is really difficult for her to reach the sky. If this continues, Tong Leilei doesn't know when she will realize the requirements put forward by Yang Qing...

However, after so much time, she has been able to calm down her heart and no longer be as irritable as before. Sometimes she even thinks that Master Yangqing asked her to practice meditation, perhaps because she hopes to eliminate the murderous aura deep in her heart. Of course, this is just her thoughts for a moment.

Just as Tong Leilei was immersed in the tranquility of her heart for a moment, she suddenly heard a strange sound at the entrance of the temple. Now that her internal strength and mentality have changed, her sensitivity to the outside world has significantly enhanced, especially in the middle of the night, she could even hear the sound of leaves falling to the ground in the room. It felt very wonderful. Only then did she realize that the effect of meditation is so magical.

"Please stay, two donors, I'm really sorry. There are no outsiders allowed to come in Songshan Temple recently. Please come back." Two young monks of the Qing generation at the entrance of the temple politely blocked Tao Zhenghai and Jason's way.

"What's the matter?" Jason didn't understand Chinese very much, but he probably guessed the meaning when he saw the little monk standing in front of them.

"Mr. Jason...this..." Tao Zhenghai hopes to be safe today. If this lunatic is annoyed by the monk, something unpredictable will happen. He quickly explained, "This is the rule in the temple, and outsiders are not allowed to enter and exit casually. "External? Foreigners?" Jason's face immediately looked ugly, "I didn't expect you to discriminate against the country!"

"Mr. Jason, you misunderstood. What they mean is that except for monks, no one can enter the temple! No one can be, it is not targeting you." Tao Zhenghai was anxious to persuade him, afraid that the nerves would be caused by the nerves. Of course, if he was not his tour guide, Tao Zhenghai would be too lazy to care more.

After hearing this, Jason calmed down and his attitude became polite again, "I'm here to ask the masters here for martial arts. Can I make an exception and let me in?"

Tao Zhenghai quickly translated his words.

The two young monks looked at each other, and one of them clasped his hands together and said, "Donor wait a moment, and I will report to the master."

Three minutes later...

"Master is reciting scriptures in the meditation room, and I ignore me. Please come back, please." The young monk who came back said.

Tao Zhenghai had already made preparations in advance and said to Jason who was puzzled, "Mr. Jason, it seems that there is no way to do this today. Why don't we come back in two days?" He thought that if he only had a few days, it would have nothing to do with him next time.

"No! I'm going in!" Jason was furious, pushed open one of the little monks, and forcibly stepped into the door.

The two young monks had just arrived at the temple and had not learned any martial arts. Seeing this, they immediately turned around and ran into the temple and informed the masters inside to go.

"Mr. Jason! Don't do anything randomly, get out of here quickly and don't cause trouble!" Tao Zhenghai was least afraid of what happened. He had no choice but to follow Jason to dissuade him now.

Jason walked all the way to the temple hall. However, just as he was about to step into the threshold, he suddenly got a powerful force touched his chest and he immediately stepped back seven or eight steps before he could barely stand still.

"Amitabha, this donor, please do not trespass into the temple." A tall old monk stood at the door with a smile and said.

"wht?" Jason stabilized his body. He was not shocked by the monk's power. Instead, he had not noticed that there was someone inside the door just now.

During his time practicing karate in Japan, he heard from his teacher that for a warrior, capturing the opponent's breathing is the key to the victory place, which means that he is not sure that he can beat the old monk in front of him now.

This monk is Wuhe, a master of the generation of "Wu" in Songshan Temple. The Shaolin Long Fist he used to push Jason just now.

In fact, Wuhe was surprised by this rash foreigner. Because when his fist first touched the other person's chest, he thought he could push the other person away with 10% force. However, at this moment, he added 50% of his fist to achieve such an effect, which was still in the situation where the other person was not prepared.

Just as both of them felt deceitful about each other's martial arts, more than a dozen monks ran out of the gate. They were neatly divided into two rows, surrounding Jason in the middle.

"Master...Master..." Tao Zhenghai was so scared that he ran up to dissuade him when he saw the monks posing in this way. "This Mr. Jason just wanted to learn martial arts with the masters. Without any malicious intentions, please let the masters go back."

Wuhe recited the Buddha's name and nodded, "So that's it, please come back by the donor!"

"No! Don't do this with me! You monks all speak the same words, I want to fight you one-on-one." Jason shouted excitedly. The young monk said just now that he asked him to go back, and the old monk said the same thing, even he, a man who doesn't understand Chinese, understood what they mean.

Wuhe couldn't understand English, but he guessed it according to his attitude, shook his head and said, "This donor, learning martial arts is just to strengthen the body and practice, but you have too much murderous aura, and the monks are pure in six senses and are unwilling to take the initiative to fight with donors."

Tao Zhenghai tactfully translated the words to Jason, and while still persuaded him.

After Jason arrived in China, he found that this nation was very friendly. He really didn't understand why these monks were so unkind. Jason was a very emotional person. He pushed Tao Zhenghai away in anger. However, when he was excited, he pushed him down. Poor Tao Zhenghai sat down on the ground, gritting his teeth in pain.

Jason ignored it and slashed Wuhe's neck without hesitation.

Seeing that the opponent was coming fiercely, Wuhe immediately punched Jason on the shoulder. This move was extremely fast, and it was the first to come. Seeing that his fist was about to hit Jason, but the opponent did not stop and resisted the heavy blow on his shoulder. Jason's hand knife was slow first and then fast. Wuhe was too late to avoid it, and almost slashed Wuhe's neck at the same time.

Jason covered his injured shoulder and asked in confusion: "You didn't use your full strength? Why didn't you try your best to fight me?"

"The donor... now it's as you wish, please let me know." Wuhe answered lightly, just as nothing happened just now.

The monks of the "Du" generation next to them were shocked. They had clearly heard the sound of Jason's sword passing through the air. All the martial arts practitioners understood the power of this. After seeing Wuhe being hit, they seemed to be unaware of it. They were all impressed by his martial arts skills. They thought that except Master Yangqing, the entire Songshan Temple, there were probably the highest martial arts skills of Wuhe, the martial arts skills of Master Wuhe, were the most powerful in the Songshan Temple!

Jason was also afraid of Wuhe's super resistance. Yes, he had reached the point of fear. Why do you say that? Because Jason used all his strength to do this, that is, the limit of his hand knife was 230 kilograms, and the old monk took over a full 460 kilograms as if nothing had happened!

It can be imagined that when such a weight instantly, it would be a very powerful attack on the narrow-area hand knife!

In fact, Wuhe was seriously injured and could hardly speak. When he fought just now, he never expected that the opponent would use desperate moves. He also misjudged the speed of Jason's attack, and even unexpectedly, his opponent's strength!

The reason why he can barely speak now is because he has just activated his internal strength and has been practicing hard qigong for many years to protect himself. Otherwise, the punch that hit Jason on the shoulder would not only use 30% of his strength.

However, his internal strength is exhausted now. His neck is no longer conscious, and even breathing becomes extremely difficult. His expression gradually becomes ugly. He only hopes that this foreign warrior will retreat when he sees the difficulties.

"Incredible..." Jason looked at Wuhe who was struggling to support him, and his eyes flashed with infinite respect. He exclaimed: "Even the Japanese master of the vacuum stitch, Hirota from the Jizhen Association, could not withstand such attacks from me. Chinese martial arts are indeed... well... profound, any old monk is so powerful..."

"So...Mr. Jason, can we go back?" Tao Zhenghai had already gotten up from the ground and asked Jason begging. Now, as long as he can get this crazy down the mountain, he vowed not to be a tour guide alone in the future!!!

"Ok!" Jason nodded with satisfaction. "I was lucky today, and I discovered the existence of advanced martial arts. So let's go back first. It seems that I have to go to the hospital."

"Sir, are you okay? I'm really sorry, I hurt you. But I've already advised you..."

On the way down the mountain, Tao Zhenghai saw Jason covering his shoulders all the time. The tourist was injured. He, a tour guide, must be responsible. When he returned to the company, he would be scolded by the boss. Maybe he would have to deduct his salary. He looked up at the sky. It was gray and he was unlucky today.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. I won't put the blame on you." Jason shook his head indifferently, "By the way, Mr. Tao, I made a major decision."

"What...what's the decision?" Tao Zhenghai was relieved when he heard his words, but now he had an unknown premonition.

"I want to stay in the great land of China to learn Chinese martial arts. After my injury recovers, I hope Mr. Tao can continue to be my guide and translator. I want to learn martial arts at Songshan Temple, and I may have to hire you for a long time."

Tao Zhenghai shook his head like a rattle while listening.

"Mr. Tao can rest assured that I will not treat you badly. Do you think the price of $1,000 a month is good?"

"Okay! OK! But don't go to the company to pay, just transfer the money to my account."

"Ok! Mr. Tao, are you hungry? Why are you drooling?"

"Ah... Yes, I didn't eat after noon, haha!" The reflection of the mountain and the flashing light were the most beautiful dance steps on the lake.

The green willows on the shore are like songs and songs, and the green lotus in the water is like poetry and picturesque. The soft water has infiltrated every corner of the city. Alleys, streets, wooden doors, tall buildings, overpasses, villas... have all been integrated with this deep water...

"The sunset is extremely beautiful, but it's almost dusk..."

In the evening, Tang Jin took Liang Xiaoying's smooth little hands and strolled on the famous Yuehu Lake in Pinghai City, enjoying the tranquility of nature.

"It's not as literary as it's so disappointing to use such an old-fashioned poem." Liang Xiaoying pouted and said with a cute little mouth.

"Uh..." Tang Jin was stunned by her words and said with a smile, "My wife is right. I will definitely recite more ancient poems in the future and be a four-good young man with literary talent!"

Liang Xiaoying sneered at his slick tone, "It would be great if you can handle the college entrance examination well. This time I met, I won't go back to Pinghai on weekends in the future. You, there's no hurry to take the college entrance examination soon."

"...I'm anxious, who said I'm not anxious? But I always have to face the college entrance examination, it's useless to be anxious." Tang Jin knew what the girl was thinking and said with a smile, "But don't worry, wife, I swear, as long as you enter which university, I will definitely be able to get into the exam!"

"Hmph... I'm talking nonsense again! Thank you for being able to get into college..." Liang Xiaoying knew that he was comforting herself, but she was really not in the mood to laugh, and just sighed softly.
To be continued...