The young monk's eyes were as warm as water, falling on Ling Chong's face, and he smiled together: "Immeasurable Buddha Master! Dare to ask the two donors, how does Tianjitai go to the Fa?" Wang Dynasty and Ling Chong glanced at each other, Wang Dynasty's eyes were full of shock, his martial arts had been practiced to the point of being a first-rate master, and his mind moved, and the wind and grass within a radius of three zhang could enter my heart, but this monk appeared as if out of thin air, and he didn't even notice it at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Chong smiled: "Is the master referring to the Heavenly Machine Platform? If you go straight up this mountain road, you will see the Eagle Chou Rock, and you will see it if you walk a little further to the left. Legend has it that when Emperor Taizu first established the country thousands of years ago, he and his close minister Liu Zhongwen discussed the world and the strategy of governing the country there, and most of the national policies that the Ming Dynasty has done now were established at that time. Therefore, the platform has become a famous scenic spot, and many high-ranking officials and students have taken pleasure in visiting it to pay homage to the relics of the emperors and sages.

The monk thanked him, suddenly took two steps closer, stared at Ling Chong and said: "I see that the little donor has a deep Buddha nature, and has a relationship with my Buddha, I don't know if the donor is willing to talk to the poor monk in detail?" Wang Chao coughed, twisted his body, inserted it between the two, and said coldly: "After the master asked the way, let's go quickly, my young master will pass on the ancestry, that is, he has a relationship with the Buddha, but I am afraid that he will not be able to enter the Buddha." The monk smiled, but the dynasty faced him as if he was facing a wild beast, the hair on his body exploded, I heard that this monk actually wanted to abduct the second young master into the Buddhist gate, that is not a joke, as soon as he entered the Buddhist gate, he wanted six clean roots, cut off children and grandchildren, and the old lady and the old man would never agree, and immediately spoke out to drive people away.

The monk glanced at him and said lightly: "This little benefactor has a deep Buddha nature, the poor monk just wants to have a good relationship with him, I look at the face of the little donor, it is unspeakably expensive, I am afraid that there is still a brother, but this heir incense does not have to worry." Don't get angry. The dynasty is still to be said, suddenly saw a flash of light in the monk's eyes, a flower in front of him, and was shocked to find that he was still in a mysterious space, in front of a golden Buddha sitting firmly, several feet high, exuding immeasurable Buddha light around his body. The Buddha is silent, only the light of the Buddha shines, the dynasty has never seen such a shocking scene in his life, only to feel that the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind of the six senses are all lost, can only stand in a daze, let others slaughter.

Ling Chong saw that Uncle Wang was glanced at by the monk, his eyes were blank as if he was stupid, and he hurriedly patted it, shouting, "Uncle Wang!" Fortunately, under the beat, Wang Chao woke up like a dream, and a spirit woke up, just looking at the monk's eyes again, they were full of fear, and without saying a word, he pulled Ling Chong and left. The young monk didn't chase after him, but only laughed and said: "The little donor has a relationship with my Buddhism, and the poor monk will go to the house in person another day!"

Ling Chong was dragged by the dynasty and went straight down the mountain, and when he arrived at the Xiema Pavilion, a messenger had already come running with a smile: "The second young man and the steward Wang came down so quickly?" The dynasty didn't say a word, pulled Ling Chong on the horse, and galloped away with a whip, which made the poor man very surprised: "In the past, it took half a day to get down the mountain, but what happened today?

The two rode their horses all the way into the city, went straight to the Ling Mansion, and sat down in the Inner Mansion, Wang Chao only had a cold sweat, and said with palpitations: "Young Master, we have met a demon monk!" Ling Chong was not afraid, but also blamed him: "Uncle Wang, according to your words, that monk is clearly a man of Taoism, presumably because he thinks you are in the way, and uses spells to scare you, didn't he take care of it?

Wang Chao grinned bitterly: "My young master, are you really confused or fake? That demon monk uses magic to control me, it is clear that he is uneasy and kind, if you talk to him, maybe one day he will be shaved by his rhetoric and become a monk, at that time, the Ling family's incense is cut off, I will be blamed for a hundred deaths, how can I be worthy of the old lady under Jiuquan?"

Ling Chong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, don't worry, although I am infatuated with the Immortal Dao, what I pursue is only immortality, and I don't want to sit in meditation like a monk and be a Buddha with a golden body." Besides, the monk wants to turn into Buddhism, but he shouldn't cast spells on you, although he doesn't hurt anyone, but he has the intention of showing off his skills, so the way of becoming a monk, I don't take it. Therefore, I will not enter his door, Uncle Wang, you can rest assured. ”

Wang Dynasty looked at Ling Chong, who had a smart light flashing in his eyes, and only opened his mouth wide, as if he knew him for the first time. Ling Chong smiled again: "Uncle Wang, I just don't like those rotten Confucian loyal monarchs who are patriotic and pedantic all day long. I read more miscellaneous books to relieve my boredom, but it's not a straw bag that doesn't understand anything. Clapping his hands, Shi Shiran stood up, suddenly frowned, and said to himself: "That monk's magic power is not bad, but I am afraid that he is still above Cao Jing's straw bag apprentices, Jinling City has always been peaceful, why is there such a master in one day? I am afraid that there will be a big chaos in the future." That's it, the sky is falling, and there is the Jinling Mansion Yin on the top, it's my business!"

Wang Dynasty's mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg, and after a long time, he suddenly burst into laughter, and only laughed with tears flowing for a long time, and shouted: "Since you know that Cao Jing's apprentices are all straw bales, then what kind of Tao do you ask for, what kind of immortal do you want to learn! No, Er Shao is right, that monk is supernatural, I am afraid that it is not a good way to come to Jinling City, I want to tell the master as soon as possible! But the head of Er Shao's analysis is Dao, great wisdom is foolish, great wisdom is foolish! Haha!" He had always thought that although the second young master was not bad-hearted, he was a little unprofessional, and he was worried about his future, and there was nothing more pleasing to him than to find out that Ling Chong was just guarding his wisdom and hiding his clumsiness, and he was unwilling to show it easily.

Ling Chong returned to the room, changed his naughty and jumpy appearance, sat cross-legged on the bed, first silently lucked his true qi, and only wandered in the second vein of Ren Du. The dynasty has a number of masters in the rivers and lakes, and the internal skills passed on are from the Xuanmen authenticity, and the accumulation is thin, but Ling Chong's physique is special, and after practicing for five years, he actually attracted a wisp of innate essence in the mother's womb to turn it into his own use, and he has reached the realm that many people who practice martial arts have nothing to achieve in their lifetime. Now he is grinding kung fu with water, slowly opening up the rest of his meridians, just waiting for the eight meridians around the body to be unblocked, he can live more than 100 years old, no disease and no disaster.

A stream of true qi flowed slowly in his arm and hand Yin Pericardial Sutra, and suddenly a wisp of cool air came out of his fingertips, making a sneering sound, Ling Chong smiled: "Three months of hard work have been in vain, this Intravenous Yin Pericardial Sutra has finally been completely penetrated, and after that, my imperial sword has also gained a lot of convenience!"

He pinched a sword trick in his right hand, the blade of the sword was eyebrow-raised, his eyes were fixed on the tip of the sword, and then he stepped forward, and the sword was slashed flat, and the blade of the sword was in the wind, making a whining sound. I saw him running high and low, sometimes like a civet tumbling, sometimes like a nine dragons flying into the sky, his body was ethereal, only rising and falling in the sword light, and later he could only see a cloud of sword light like a huge white ball, the light was dazzling, only rolling around in the cramped room, but he never touched anything.

Ling Zhen is pedantic by nature, he doesn't like to talk about strange forces and chaos, but he doesn't interfere with the practice of martial arts, after all, the art of riding and archery is also one of the six arts that Confucianism must learn, but Ling Chong is distracted by miscellaneous arts, and refuses to study hard, and he was hit by Ling Zhen when he practiced martial arts and swords again, and he was really scolded and ordered not to practice martial arts in the future.

Ling Chong also asked his grandmother to be coquettish, but no matter how the old lady persuaded him, Ling Zhen was determined to refuse, and the old lady had no choice, so she said to her grandson: "Your father is angry when he sees you distracted by miscellaneous things, you don't want to contradict him, if you want to practice martial arts or something, just in your own room, don't let him see it." ”

Therefore, Ling Chong practiced internal and external kung fu in the room, at first because the room was cramped, the internal strength was not enough, but the fist and foot swordsmanship was a little unattainable, he was only a kind of training, and he was extremely unsuitable at the beginning, but later practice makes perfect, and he could also be like a fish in water in the fighting room, and the swordsmanship also went to the next level, if he was seen by the dynasty, he would be shocked by the heavens, and he was greatly praised for his unborn genius in swordsmanship.

Between the stretches of the sword light, there was a sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and then a group of voices rang out, Ling Chong shouted, his hands circled, pinched a strange seal, and a sword light flew away, heading straight for the wall. There were a few clinking sounds, and the long sword of refined steel collided with the wall, and it actually exploded and fell to the ground.

Ling Chong smiled bitterly: "When Uncle Wang taught me this set of "Taixuan Sword Technique", he once said that it was the secret of the inner family's swordsmanship, and the internal strength was not hot, and it would never be practiced. Now that my internal strength has been completed, this set of swordsmanship has also gained eight points of fire, and I think that after I open up the meridians around my body and combine my true qi into a large week, I will be able to practice it thoroughly. It's just that the swordsmanship is too powerful, and the long sword of refined steel can't withstand the infusion of internal force, so it seems that you have to find another good sword. ”

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