All Heavens Dao Fruit Simulator

Chapter 22 Ye Fan, whose parents sacrificed to heaven

When you reach the realm of breaking the void and seeing the gods, you can perceive the boundaries in the dark.

The boundaries of the martial arts world are weaker than Mo Wenjian imagined.

Even a three-year-old can easily soar during the day as long as you can feel the boundaries.

If I had to use an adjective to describe the strength of the boundary, Mo Wenjian would probably say it was a layer of window paper.

As long as you understand it, it will be broken once you poke it.

In Mo Wenjian's mind, two words could not help but emerge -

Once enlightened, he became immortal.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

This is probably not an exaggerated description, but a true description.

It's just that the probability of such a thing happening is very small.

Mo Wenjian can soar at any time during the day, but he is not in a hurry to leave the world of martial arts.

For so many years, Mo Wenjian has been living in the Shaolin Temple and has not yet witnessed the scenery of the world of Chinese martial arts.

If the sun has soared now, there will definitely be regrets in my heart.

When Mo Wenjian thought of this, he immediately had a yearning for the life outside.

Since it was already dark, Mo Wenjian fell asleep.

The next morning, when Mo Wenjian woke up, he did not stay in the Shaolin Temple as usual, but walked out of the mountain gate.

Over the years, Mo Wenjian has been unable to gain self-protection due to his poor cultivation qualifications.

For safety reasons, Mo Wenjian did not dare to take half a step out of the Shaolin Temple.

Now that the world is invincible, naturally there is no need to continue to hide.

The moment he walked out of the Shaolin Temple, Mo Wenjian's mentality underwent a subtle change.

Mo Wenjian's mind seemed to be baptized.

The fear and anxiety of the weak period dissipated in an instant.

Even the spiritual realm seems to have undergone a transformation.

Mo Wenjian walked casually and inadvertently came to the small village at the foot of the mountain.

In the farmland outside the small village, an old farmer is weeding.

Next to the old peasant, a young man could not afford to kneel.

Mo Wenjian felt very curious and walked over subconsciously.

"Young man, what's your surname, why are you kneeling on the ground?" Mo Wenjian looked at the boy carefully and found that although the boy was thin, his spirit was far superior to ordinary people.

"My name is Ye Fan, are you the master of the Shaolin Temple?" Ye Fan raised his head and looked at Mo Wenjian expectantly.

"I have lived in Shaolin Temple since I was a child!" Mo Wenjian did not directly reveal his identity, but gave an ambiguous answer.

"Master, please accept me as a disciple!" The young man kowtowed three times at Mo Wenjian.

"Why do you want to worship me as a teacher?" Mo Wenjian looked at the young man and asked subconsciously.

"I came from a family of merchants and merchants. Although my family dare not say that they are rich enough to rival the country, they are also qualified to say that they are wealthy. Unexpectedly, the prefect coveted my family's wealth, and framed my family for colluding with the White Lotus Sect to rebel, and sentenced to a full-fledged beheading. Have pity on my father, On weekdays, she was kind to people, often built bridges and paved roads, and did countless good deeds, but in the end she died without a whole corpse. I have pity on my mother, who worships Buddha devoutly on weekdays, and always sets up a porridge shed to help refugees during major disasters. I don’t know how to save lives How many people have been killed, but ended up with the bad result of falling on the head. A hero who once received the favor of my family couldn't bear to cut off the incense of my family, so he took action to save my life. I want to worship you as a teacher and learn art with you, wait for me Once you have mastered enough power, you can kill the prefect to avenge the whole family!" The young man gritted his teeth as he spoke, and it could be seen that his heart was full of hatred.

"Is this true?" Mo Wenjian turned his head subconsciously and looked at the old farmer who was weeding.

"It's true!" The old farmer sighed softly, then looked at the boy and said, "I used to be a tenant farmer of the Ye family. A while ago, when the Qing soldiers encircled and suppressed the White Lotus Sect, they plundered various villages in the name of collecting grain. , I killed this Manchu Banner man in a fit of anger. I was worried that I would implicate the Ye family, so I went to Shaolin Temple to become a lay disciple. When the limelight passed, I left Shaolin Temple and came to the foot of the mountain to farm. So many years Come on, I have been paying attention to the Ye family, and when I heard that the Ye family was in great trouble, I risked my life to save the young master. If the master is worried that Shaolin Temple will be implicated, I will take the young master and leave immediately!"

"If I don't leave, if you don't want to pass on my martial arts, I will ask the master to pass on my martial arts!" The young man was burdened with deep hatred, how could he easily give up.

"Little Master, Shaolin Temple's martial arts are not allowed to be imparted or accepted privately. Shaolin Temple has the grace of life for me. How can I violate the rules of Shaolin Temple and teach you the martial arts I have learned?" The old farmer stretched out his hand and patted the boy on the shoulder. "Shaolin Temple is a quiet place for Buddhism, and the master is an eminent monk of Shaolin Temple. Don't say anything about fighting and killing!"

"The hatred of killing my father, the hatred of killing my family, unless I die, I will never give up the idea of ​​revenge, I must go to Shaolin Temple to learn the arts, and when I learn Shaolin magic, I will cut off the head of the prefect! "The boy clenched his fists, his eyes filled with Ling Lie's murderous intent.

"Little young master, don't think about revenge anymore, don't think about going to Shaolin Temple, you are the only seed of the Ye family, what you should do now is to marry a wife and have children as soon as possible, and leave incense for the Ye family. If something happens to you, the Ye family will be cut off from their children, this is the real unfilial piety!" The old farmer frowned, feeling very helpless towards the stubbornness of the young man.

"The prefect killed my entire family. If I don't take revenge, then am I still human? I'd rather die vigorously and be reunited with my parents under Jiuquan than live like a dog!" Ye Fan's attitude was very firm. .

"Shaolin Temple is a quiet place for Buddhism. With this kind of mind, Shaolin Temple will definitely not take you in. You should listen to my advice and get married and have children as soon as possible to continue the incense!" The old farmer's starting point is to repay his kindness, so he pays more attention to it. The inheritance of the incense of the Ye family does not really care much about whether Ye Fan has been wronged.

"This revenge is not in vain!" Ye Fan's killing intent was extremely fierce, and his attitude was extremely firm.

Mo Wenjian looked at Ye Fan, suddenly thoughtful.

Ye Fan, this is a typical protagonist name.

Parents sacrifice to heaven, this is a typical hatred start.

Thin and frail, this is a typical useless template.

The spirit is far beyond ordinary people, this is a typical golden finger.

The more Mo Wenjian thought about it, the more he felt that Ye Fan was most likely the child of destiny in the world of martial arts.

After a short period of contemplation, Mo Wenjian finally decided to use Ye Fan as a test item.

Whether it is Child of Destiny or not, you will know after a try.

"This seat will not accept you as a disciple, but it can make you a lay disciple of the Shaolin Temple, and make an exception to let you go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion to choose three stunts, but you must agree to this seat that your cultivation base does not reach the realm of alchemy. You are not allowed to walk out of the Shaolin Temple for half a step!" Mo Wenjian looked at Ye Fan as if he were looking at a guinea pig.

"Thank you, Master!" The biggest problem of young people is that they don't know their own position, and they always feel that Laozi is the best in the world.Ye Fan probably thought that as long as he obtained the three stunts, breaking through Dan Jin was as easy as eating and drinking, even if he became a master of Gang Jin martial arts.

"In that case, follow me up the mountain!" After Mo Wenjian finished speaking, he immediately turned around and returned to the Shaolin Temple.

(End of this chapter)