Chapter 183 Again (I)

"Brother Song, why is your face so ugly?" Zhong Ling, who was on the side, saw his gloomy expression and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, just thinking of something unhappy. Song Qingshu grinned.

"The Hui Department wants to unite with the Mingjiao, so it seems that the teacher must be notified as soon as possible...... Master. Qu Feiyan was stunned after speaking, she had always admired her master, but she didn't expect the other party to give her to another man, although this man didn't seem to know yet, and subconsciously looked at Song Qingshu's face, Qu Feiyan was sad and also blushed a little: getting along on weekdays, seeing that he is not an elm head, why is he so late in this matter......

"They can't unite for a while, the top priority is to go to Tantra first, if I can recover my strength and combine my swords with your sect master, what Zhang Wuji doesn't matter at all. Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.

Hearing him say this, Qu Feiyan only felt extremely depressed: "Childe, I said everything I said before that I rushed to the Nyingma Temple, but you just want to visit Mount Emei." ”

"It's just a way, Mount Emei has a special meaning for me......" Song Qingshu sighed, and without waiting for the two girls to ask, he pulled them down the mountain.

"Brother Song, that woman has disappeared, why are you still taking advantage of us. ”

"Childe, your hand...... Please don't put it on my waist. ”

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Leaving Mount Emei, the three came to the nearby Ya'an City, after full preparation, to the west over the Erlang Mountain, crossed the Dadu River, the Yalong River, the Jinsha River, and entered Tibet in Batang City, and then rested for a day in Mangkang City on the road, crossed the Lancang River, crossed the towering Ta Niantaweng Mountains, came to the Zuogong City near the Nu River, with the help of local residents, crossed the Tanggula Mountains, and finally arrived at the Nyingma Temple through Basu, Bomi, Nyingchi, Mozhugongka, and Dazi along the way.

"Oh hoo, it's dangerous! It's hard to go to the blue sky...... Niang Xipi, Li Taibai, he must not have been here**. "There were dangers along the way, and he almost died in the snow-capped mountains and rivers several times, and Song Qingshu still had palpitations in his heart when he recalled it at this time.

Zhong Ling's little face was also a little pale, he regretted several times on the road that he shouldn't have followed, no matter how terrible the blue phoenix was, compared to the power of nature, it was no more than Erer.

Qu Feiyan felt the same way, and finally understood why the master sent her to escort Song Qingshu over, with his body that had lost all his martial arts, he would definitely die on the road, and he would definitely not be able to survive until now, "Childe, I'm afraid Li Taibai has been here." According to martial arts legends, Li Bai calls himself the three immortals, the wine fairy ranks first, the poetry fairy ranks second, and the sword fairy ranks third, of course, for those of us in the martial arts, the wine fairy poetry fairy doesn't matter, but the sword fairy can arouse people's interest more, it is said that he once went deep into Kunlun and fought a battle with the Nine Heavens Xuannu in Kunlun Wonderland, as for whether it is true or not, it is unknown. ”

"Nine Heavens Xuannu?" Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and smiled dumbly, "You also believe in this thing?"

Qu Feiyan didn't laugh, Chapter 183 was repaired again (I)

Instead, he said with a solemn expression: "At first, I didn't believe it, but a few years ago, Master Heimuya asked me to sort out the notes of my predecessors in the martial arts, and by chance, I found the records of several martial arts seniors, all of whom swore that they had seen this Nine Heavens Xuannu, and the age in which they lived was hundreds of years apart, and it was impossible to communicate with each other, but their descriptions of the Nine Heavens Xuannu were similar. ”

"Is there such a miracle?" Song Qingshu suddenly became interested, since he crossed over to this world, he who had always been atheistic also had a little more awe of ghosts and gods, and hurriedly asked, "Then what kind of Nine Heavens Xuannu they recorded?"

"Holding a green bamboo stick, a green dress, an innocent and romantic look like a girl, but martial arts are terrifying like ghosts, you must know that those martial arts seniors are all the best masters in the world, can make everyone's heart like ashes, give birth to a sense of despair, who else can it be besides the immortals?" Qu Feiyan can still feel the shock of seeing these notes that day.

"The Nine Heavens Xuannu is too illusory, and the poor monk went deep into Kunlun several times in his early years, but he didn't see any Nine Heavens Xuannu. A Buddha horn came, and Kumachi walked over with a smile on his face.

"After a long time, is the national teacher good?" When he met his old acquaintance in a foreign country, Song Qingshu inevitably felt a little cordial.

"The last time I got Song Gongzi's words, the little monk was like an initiation, and after coming back, he devoted himself to studying Buddhism, and finally dissolved the demonic obstacles in his body," Gu Mozhi is introverted, and his skills are obviously on a higher level, looking at Song Qingshu's face, he couldn't help but worry: "The little monk just heard from a distance that Gongzi's breathing was quite difficult, and he thought that he was too worried, but now I look at it, the injuries on Gongzi's body are not trivial, I don't know why Your Excellency has fallen into this situation?"

"It's a long story," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "In short, I was greedy for a moment to practice two martial arts, one yin and one yang, and as a result, I was invaded by the true qi of a supreme master to the yang and the yang, breaking the balance of yin and yang in the body, and the internal strength of the guide was lost, and there was a risk of dying at any time." ”

"What kind of master can actually hurt Gongzi like this?" Gu Mozhi is very aware of Song Qingshu's martial arts, although there is still a lack of fire, but there are only a handful of people in the rivers and lakes who can beat him.

"Mingjiao advocates unscrupulous. Speaking of this name, Song Qingshu's expression gradually turned cold.

"It turned out to be him," Gu Mozhi comforted him a few words, and then asked, "Gongzi is seriously injured, but he came to Tibet thousands of miles away, I don't know why?"

The Oriental Sect Master also checked Zaixia's injuries, and she said that in addition to the Shaolin Temple's marrow washing scripture, only a special Tantric exercise can save Zaixia's life. Song Qingshu still didn't know anything about that exercise at this time, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

"The Shaolin Temple Pulp Washing Sutra is naturally an excellent way to reconcile yin and yang, but no one has really seen the "Pulp Washing Sutra" for thousands of years, whether it exists or not, it is still a five-five number," Gu Mozhi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, "As for the tantric exercises...... The Eastern Sect Master once explained that it was the name of that exercise, and the little monk was stupid, and he couldn't think of what else there was in Tantra Chapter 183 and Cultivation (I)

The exercises can solve the problems in the child's body. ”

"The Eastern Sect Leader has never told me, just that I will naturally know when I get here. Song Qingshu spread his hands helplessly.

"Huh?" Gu Mozhi once again filtered the martial arts classics of the various sects of Tantra in his mind, he was an immortal genius of Tantra, he was familiar with the martial arts of the Central Plains, and he naturally cherished the martial arts of his own sect, and finally a name that was about to be forgotten came into his mind, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"The national teacher has thought of it?" Seeing his expression, Song Qingshu asked happily.

"The little monk probably knows what the Dongfang sect leader is talking about, but it is not convenient for the little monk to say, wait for the prince to arrive at the Nyingma Temple and then see the opportunity. Haruma laughed.

"What are you people doing," Song Qingshu was suddenly depressed, "This is the case in the East, and so are you, the national teacher." ”

Gu Mozhi smiled and said nothing, looked at the two girls beside Song Qingshu, and the smile on his face became stronger: "Since the last farewell, although the son's martial arts are not as good as before, the peach blossom luck seems to be on a higher level, and the little monk admires and admires." ”

Song Qingshu laughed and said: "National teacher, you are a monk, and the Buddha will blame you for being so interested in peach blossom luck." ”

Gu Mozhi smiled slightly: "This is what you say about the Central Plains Zen Buddhism, and what I practice is the Tantric "Great Nikjing" and "Diamond Sutra", and I have no related concerns. ”

"The national teacher's Buddhism is profound, and I really shouldn't get an axe in the class, and I hope that the national teacher will introduce me to the same thing. Song Qingshu knew that he was a half-ass, but he didn't have the heart to sit down and talk with Gu Mozhi, so he wisely stopped the topic.

"Come with me, three. Kumachi led the three of them to the temple gate.

Different from the Central Plains temple, the layout of the tantric temple is slightly cramped, but the appearance is more splendid.

"Why did you two stop?" Hatomo paused and looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"Isn't the temple generally reluctant to accept female guests?" Zhong Ling thought of so many Buddhist temples in Dali, and every time he wanted to run to play, he was stopped by those stinky monks......

Qu Feiyan nodded, she walked in the rivers and lakes all the year round, and naturally knew that Shaolin Temple and other places did not allow female guests to enter.

Gu Mozhi understood, and immediately smiled dumbly: "Our Tantric Sect doesn't have those stinky rules, the two female donors should come in together, and Song Gongzi's injuries may need your help later." ”

"Can we also help?" Zhong Ling is self-aware, knowing that her martial arts are not in the rivers and lakes, if she can help Song Qingshu with internal injuries, she herself does not believe it.

Qu Feiyan also had the same thought, she couldn't do anything with her master's high martial arts, how could she help?

"Of course!" Gu Mozhi didn't want to say more, so he took the three of them to a quiet room and said, "Song Gongzi, please wait for a while, the little monk will revise the one hundred and eighty-third chapter again (I)

Tell the elders of the temple about your situation. ”

"I'm tired of the national teacher. Song Qingshu replied, his heart was uneasy, his heart was too big, and he had too many things, but if his martial arts were lost, this qiē would become a bubble, and naturally there would be some gains and losses.

Song Qingshu and the three of them waited boredly for about three incense sticks, and Gu Mozhi walked in with a strange expression, and startled him as soon as he opened his mouth: "Song Gongzi, Lotus Master wants to see you." ”

"Lotus Master?" Song Qingshu immediately became uneasy, "Isn't it the Lotus Master of your Nyingma Temple who has been in retreat for dozens or hundreds of years, and I don't know which generation of your ancestors is the national teacher?"

"That's good!" Kumachi sighed, "Childe is really lucky, he can be received by the master as soon as he comes, and the little monk has only seen him once or twice in decades." ”

"Could it be that I also have the luck of the protagonist?"

Song Qingshu strangely followed Gu Mozhi around the temple, and came to a secluded courtyard, Gu Mozhi made a gesture of invitation: "Song Gongzi, the master is inside, and the little monk will not go in." ”

"There is Lao Guoshi. After Song Qingshu returned the salute, he slowly walked over.