It was a rare opportunity to find something interesting that made Li Feng forget the troubles in his heart. He just sat in front of Zuo Wuji's monk's room. Zuo Wuji had not closed the door when he went to sleep, so Li Feng helped him close the door and stayed outside the room himself.
They waited until noon but Zuo Wuji didn't wake up inside. Instead, Li Feng was shivering with cold outside.
An old monk came slowly from outside carrying a small wooden basket and an old blanket in his hand. Li Feng looked up at him and said hello.
"Master Abbot!"
"Master Li, have some hot steamed buns and cover yourself with this blanket."
The old abbot placed the wooden basket in his hand next to Li Feng and lifted the covering cloth. Inside was a bowl of steamed buns that were steaming. There was also a pile of side dishes on the side, but they were just the simplest pickles.
"Thank you, Master Abbot!"
Li Feng was already cold and hungry, but he was afraid that if he left, the hero might wake up and leave the temple. He didn't want to miss him so he kept waiting. How could he complain about the lack of oil in the lunch
Li Feng picked up a steamed bun and took a big bite, then picked up pickles with chopsticks. He had always eaten meat and fish, but this steamed bun with pickles tasted very good to him, especially when it made his stomach feel warm, and even his mood improved a little.
After eating two steamed buns in a row, Li Feng looked up. The old abbot was looking at him with a smile, which made Li Feng feel a little embarrassed.
"Okay, Master Li, take your time eating. Just put the food aside when you're done. We'll come and clean it up."
As he spoke, the old abbot looked up at the monk's room where Zuo Wuji was sleeping. There was a "whoosh... chih... whoosh... chih..." sound coming from inside, as if a large bellows was pumping.
The old abbot put his hands together, bowed and saluted in the direction of the monks' quarters before turning around and leaving. Although Li Feng was wolfing down his food, he also saw this scene. But thinking that the hero inside could even kill monsters, it was natural for the abbot to respect him more.
When the old abbot walked to the front yard, the tall and thin monk had just returned from outside. When he saw the old abbot, he hurried forward to pay his respects.
“Master!”
"came back?"
"Well, Master, has the guest who stayed overnight left?"
The tall and thin monk looked in the direction of Zuo Wuji's monastery, and the old abbot shook his head.
"Donor Zuo is sleeping, please don't disturb him. Master Li is waiting outside."
The tall and thin monk frowned.
"Master, this man's whereabouts are unknown. He stayed overnight yesterday but did not return. I don't know what he did. I think, why don't we politely remind him to leave?"
The old abbot looked at his apprentice and suddenly smiled.
"Don't you like strange people the most? You were very attentive when Mr. Ji was here."
"That's different. Mr. Ji is a real master, but this guy likes to fight and kill. I'm afraid his blood will disturb the peaceful Buddhist place of Nichen Temple..."
Halfway through his words, the tall and thin monk was suddenly stunned for a moment, realizing that his master's previous words seemed to have other implications.
"Master, could it be that this Zuo Xia is also some kind of extraordinary person?"
The old monk clasped his hands together and chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.
"Good be to the Great Ming Buddha. The immortal of the Tianji Pavilion said long ago that he might have traveled here... Zuo Wuji, the great hero, is a warrior but is famous all over the world. He is the martial saint among the martial saints. In his life, he has never been defeated by any enemy, whether it is a martial artist or a demon or monster..."
The old monk put away his Buddhist ritual and slowly walked towards the Buddhist hall, while the tall and thin monk stood there in a daze. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He looked at his master's receding back and then looked in the direction of Zuo Wuji's monk's quarters, and could not help scratching his bald head.
"Wow, he's a very powerful person!"
…
Li Feng over there finished his meal and covered himself with a blanket. When he felt a little warmer, he continued to wait outside, and this wait lasted until the afternoon.
The snow that had stopped overnight and lasted for half a day started falling again, and Zuo Wuji woke up at this time.
"Huh..."
After stretching inside, Zuo Wuji turned sideways to look towards the door, smiled at the closed door, and felt that this kid had a good heart.
Zuo Wuji lifted the quilt, put on his cloak, and then opened the door of the monk's room.
Li Feng looked up towards the door and saw Zuo Wuji, who had just woken up, looking down at him.
"Master Zuo, are you awake?"
"Well, you're still here? Something?"
Hearing the other party's question, Li Feng was stunned for a moment. He just wanted to wait for Zuo Wuji to get up, but he couldn't say what really happened.
"Master Zuo, have you killed many monsters?"
Zuo Wuji sat cross-legged at the door, looked at the heavy snow outside, and nodded.
“Not a lot, but not a small amount either.”
"You are the most powerful warrior I have ever seen. I have never heard of a warrior being able to fight against a demon!"
Hearing Li Feng say this, Zuo Wuji looked at him and asked.
"You, do you know Mr. Ji Yuanji?"
Li Feng's eyes lit up.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Zuo, did Mr. Ji ask you to come?"
"Then, can you, Dazhen talk?"
"Yes, Mr. Ji taught me several words, and I learned them all! You haven't answered me yet, did Mr. Ji ask you to come?"
Zuo Wuji laughed.
"That's great, I finally don't have to work so hard to talk!"
Zuo Wuji did not directly deny that it was Ji Yuan who asked him to come. Instead, he sat closer to Li Feng and patted him on the shoulder.
"The place Mr. Ji is going to is actually very far away. It takes several months just to be on the road. Moreover, people like Mr. Ji travel all year round. If nothing happens to him, it must be a world-shaking event that cannot be resolved overnight... It is a blessing for ordinary people to have the opportunity to meet Mr. Ji. He has lived here for so long and taught you to read and write. How many people would envy him for their entire lives!"
Li Feng rubbed his hands and blew air on them.
"Of course I know that Mr. Ji is a great man, but he said he would come back..."
"Of course, Mr. Ji will keep his word."
Zuo Wuji responded and changed the subject.
"You just mentioned demons, so let me explain. Demons can be strong or weak. The weak ones will avoid people. The demons people talk about are often the stronger and weirder ones who like to hurt people. They are indeed difficult to deal with. However, as long as people don't lose their courage, they can always deal with some of them."
"As for the truly powerful demons... In the past, people didn't seem to have much to offer except praying for the blessings of gods and Buddhas. But in the future, I believe that there will be more and more warriors who can kill demons... As the saying goes, people should strengthen themselves! By the way, this is what Mr. Ji told me."
Zuo Wuji smiled, took off his cloak and scarf, and put them on Li Feng. The latter immediately felt several levels warmer. The warmth left on the cloak by Zuo Wuji was as if the cloak had just been heated on a stove.
Zuo Wuji, who had taken off his cloak, was already standing in the open space in front of the monks' house and began to punch in the snow. Each punch and kick did not seem to have much power, but it could create gusts of wind, causing the falling snowflakes to fly around.
Li Feng stared at Zuo Wuji who was boxing. He obviously didn't hit anything, but sometimes when he saw Zuo Wuji punching, he could hear sounds like "bang" and "bang", and snowflakes would explode. Moreover, although the position where the opponent's foot touched the ground seemed to be very light, it would often cause the snowflakes to scatter in all directions.
Zuo Wuji felt hot after doing a few rounds. He saw Li Feng watching seriously out of the corner of his eye and said with a smile.
"I'll show you something fun!"
As he spoke, Zuo Wuji threw a punch, disrupting the wind and snow in the sky, as if he had created a vacuum in the falling snow, while the wind and snow on the outside seemed to spiral around the power of the fist. The next moment, Zuo Wuji pulled back with his right hand in the shape of a claw, and the large piece of swirling snow shrank instantly.
“Hualalalalalal…”
The wind and snow poured down and condensed into a snow-white long stick in Zuo Wuji's hand. Zuo Wuji used the long stick to perform stick techniques, then shook the stick into a gun and practiced gun techniques, and finally threw the gun into the sky, then suddenly jumped up and hit the gun handle with a circle.
"boom… "
The snow-white spear exploded, and a heavy snow fell from the sky along with Zuo Wuji.
"How about it, do you want to learn martial arts?"
Li Feng nodded quickly, then suddenly realized something and immediately added.
"But I can't accept you as my master!"
"Hahaha, fine, if you don't want to admit it, then don't admit it!"
Li Feng asked nervously.
"Then do you still teach?"
"Of course I can teach you, but I can only teach you the basics, and I have to charge you for it!"
Zuo Wuji stood in the wind and snow and looked at Li Feng. He knew that the boy wanted to become Mr. Ji's disciple, but he had never heard of Mr. Ji accepting any disciples. However, he would not tell Li Feng about this. Li Feng had such strong muscles and bones, so learning martial arts and training would definitely do him good and no harm.
"Okay, okay, Master Zuo is so powerful. If you teach me some basics, I will definitely become very powerful. Otherwise, it will be embarrassing for you. As for money, my family has no shortage of it!"
"Slippery! Watch out for the hidden weapons!"
Zuo Wuji rolled a snowball and threw it at Li Feng. Whoosh~ it hit Li Feng right on the forehead and knocked him over in front of the house.
Then Li Feng immediately jumped down the corridor and grabbed Xue to fight back.