"Thailand's national teacher?"

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin woke up like a dream, nodded again and again: "That's right, I seem to have heard someone say that there used to be a national teacher in Thailand called Long Po Tuo, but that was hundreds of years ago, could it be that this notebook was left by him?"

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"That's right, it's that Long Potuo, big brother, this person is not simple...... Fang Yi pointed to the notebook in Peng Bin's hand and said: "Big brother, you help me translate, it's best to translate carefully, I want to know what is written here?"

"Are you sure?" Peng Bin glanced up at Fang Yi and said, "I remember that there are all miscellaneous things here, even what you eat every day, what do you know about these?"

"What can be collected as a treasure by the Thai royal family is certainly not as simple as you say. Fang Yi shook his head and said, "You can help me explain, the more detailed the better." ”

"Hey, that is, you met me, and no one else will be able to translate this thing for you......"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin said with some smugness: "The ancient Sanskrit text on it is not known by few people in India, and I guess Thailand doesn't know what it remembers, so it is put away like a treasure." ”

Peng Bin is not boasting about this, civilization has developed to the present, and I don't know how many languages and words have been lost in the long river of history, like the words in this notebook, I am afraid that there are no more than three people in the world who can interpret them, including Peng Bin.

"Big brother, you translate first......" Fang Yi opened his mouth and interrupted Peng Bin's words.

"It's all trivial, what's there to say. ”

Peng Bin opened his notebook and said, "This first page says that Luang Po Tuo came out of his hometown and went to India, where he felt the grande of Buddhism, and he ate a dough made of black noodles at noon......

This notebook of Long Po Tuo, the things recorded are indeed as Peng Bin said, very cumbersome, there are some trivial things in it, sometimes I met someone on the road, and Long Po Tuo also took the trouble to record it.

The time span of this notebook is also very long, it was recorded by Long Po Tuo from his teens to his middle age, and in the second half of the note, there are some records of Long Po Tuo's experience in cultivation, but these records are a bit miraculous in Peng Bin's eyes.

"Huh, isn't this boast that he can see what's happening a kilometer away?"

Peng Bin pointed to a passage of text and shouted, although he believed that the human body could evolve, but he was an atheist, after seeing this passage of Long Potuo, he couldn't help pouting and said: "These people in Buddhism just like to brag and show, this is all to deceive those believers, right?"

Peng Bin has seen a lot of people who believe in Buddhism, those people eat fasting and chanting Buddha all day long and do a good deed, but Peng Bin has never seen the Buddha bless them, the poor have been poor all their lives, and the unlucky ones are also unlucky, rather than believing in those ethereal things, Peng Bin believes in the world that he has beaten down with his own hands.

"Outside the fugue, big brother, can you explain this paragraph in detail......"

Hearing Peng Bin's words, Fang Yi's face changed, saying that the body was not moving and his heart was yearning, such as traveling to his realm and intersecting with his spirit, this is a realm that can only be achieved when Taoism refines the gods and reverses the void, he didn't expect that Long Potuo had such a cultivation when he was middle-aged.

"Do you believe this deception?" Peng Bin glanced at Fang Yi a little strangely, but still translated all those Sanskrit words.

According to Luang Po Tuo, when he was meditating that day, he suddenly felt that his body was light, and his divine consciousness was detached, and he could look down on his physical body a few meters above the ground, and that feeling was wonderful.

And not only that, Luang Po Tuo felt his divine sense, he could also pass through the wall, and he could come and go freely about a thousand meters away from his body, and the people around him couldn't see him at all, but when he wanted to travel a little farther, Long Po Tuo felt mentally exhausted and could only return to his physical body.

"At a distance of a thousand meters, this Long Po Tuo is very powerful!"

Hearing Peng Bin's explanation, Fang Yi was speechless, he had now barely touched the threshold of refining the gods and reversing the void, and his divine sense could also sense some qi around his body, but at best, it was a distance of one or twenty meters, but he had not been able to practice the yang god, and he could not achieve the yang god out of the body, which was far from the realm of the dragon pot.

"What is written on this, isn't it a lie?" Seeing Fang Yi's serious face, Peng Bin couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Of course it's not a lie!"

Fang Yi said patiently: "Big brother, you are now refining qi and transforming gods, the so-called transformation of gods is to transform your spiritual power into divine consciousness, once you cultivate the yang god, you can do it outside the gods, which is exactly what is written in Long Po Tuo's notes......"

"That'...... Wouldn't that become a god?"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin's eyes suddenly widened, although Fang Yi had explained to him some common sense of Taoist cultivation before, but after all, Peng Bin entered the Tao with martial arts, and he still knew too little about spiritual level cultivation.

"It's not an exaggeration to say that it is an immortal, but the risk of the yang god going out of the body is also very large, once the yang god is damaged and cannot return to the physical body, then the trouble will be great......" Fang Yi saw Peng Bin's ignorant look, so he gave him an example.

The Eight Immortals in the legendary story are actually Taoist characters, and the Tie Guan Li was originally a suave scholar, but because the Yang God failed to return to the body in time, he could only let his divine sense enter the body of a beggar who died on the side of the road, so he became lame and crutched, and got the nickname of Tie Guan Li.

"This ...... Isn't this a myth?"

Back then, Hong Kong dramas made a film about Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, which once swept the whole of Southeast Asia, Peng Bin had also seen this film, but he never dreamed that the things played in the film might be real.

"Where do myths and legends come from?"

Fang Yi shook his head and asked Peng Bin rhetorically, and then said: "The so-called legends actually have a source, although the descendants have embellished a lot of pen and ink in them, but many things have also happened, and the credibility of this note made by Long Potuo is very high......

It was not the first time that Fang Yi had seen notes like Long Potuo, and the old Taoist priest had the handwriting left by Taoist celebrities such as Zhang Daoling, Ge Hong, and Chen Tuan, and there were also some of their cultivation experiences on them.

However, before the old Taoist priest died, these classics were all gone, and Fang Yi didn't know where the master got them, and where he got these extremely precious classics, the old Taoist priest was dead, and Fang Yi didn't have a place to ask.

"That'...... Aren't the other two classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion the exercises that Long Po Tuo cultivates?"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin suddenly became anxious, in his mind, the scriptures that could be hidden together by the Thai royal family as treasures were naturally left by Long Potuo, but he just took the most useless one, and left out the other two treasures.

"It's hard to say, the exercises that Long Po Tuo cultivated are very likely to have been lost. ”

Fang Yi shook his head when he heard this, from the clues he already knew now, it could be analyzed that the inheritance of Long Po Tuo should have come from Indian Buddhism, but the national teacher who injured Peng Bin was proficient in the art of descending the head, and his inheritance was very similar to the witchcraft in China, and it was not inherited from Long Po Tuo.

"It's also possible that they don't recognize this kind of writing......"

Peng Bin thought for a moment and said: "There are many kinds of Sanskrit, this is the oldest Sanskrit, the monk who taught me to know this kind of writing once said that these words have long been lost outside, and only their single line has been handed down......"

Like the ancient Siamese technique, the ancient yoga of India is also a nearly lost skill, Peng Bin in order to learn ancient yoga, almost all over India, and finally in an isolated mountain temple, only to learn some ancient yoga skin.

In that temple, there was only one monk, and according to the monk, they only passed on one disciple per generation, and only when they had more than ten years left would they go out of the mountain to find a child to take to the temple to teach, so there was almost no contact with the outside world.

Because Peng Bin was unwilling to become a monk, he was not able to pass on the real ancient yoga techniques, but learning this kind of long-lost text from the outside world was also a gain for Peng Bin, otherwise even if he got this notebook, he would not know what was written in it.

"Brother, I won't seek revenge on that national teacher, but after I am healed, can you accompany me to the forbidden place of the palace again?"

Thinking of the other two scriptures that were very likely to be exercises, Peng Bin's heart couldn't help but feel hot, and he couldn't help but feel that the injuries on his body would heal immediately, and then snatched the two scriptures into his hands.

"Then we'll have to wait until this thing settles down......"

For the other two scriptures that Peng Bin said, Fang Yi is of course interested, you must know that India is the birthplace of Buddhism, whether it is Thailand or Myanmar or the land of China, there are many exercises that have been passed over there.

"I've been here for a month, and I don't believe they'll keep looking for me?"

People who can do big things, patience is enough, although Peng Bin is anxious, but he also knows the priority of the matter, and said at the moment: "I will let Ah Hu and them go back to Myanmar when I go back, even if the people here in Thailand suspect that I did it, as long as they can't catch me, they can't do it!"

"If your Peng family can withstand the pressure in Myanmar, it is best to let Brother Hu leak some news that you have been killed......

Fang Yi smiled and said: "If the Thai side hears this news, first, they will withdraw the people who are chasing you, and secondly, they will also relax their vigilance, and when the time comes, it will be easier for our brothers to act when they go to get the scriptures......

"Good idea!" Peng Bin laughed when he heard this, and said: "I'll arrange this, grandma, if I don't steal those two books this time, I, Peng Bin, won't come to Thailand in the future......"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to come to Thailand after stealing it, right?"

Hearing Peng Bin's words, Fang Yi couldn't help but scold, the people of the Thai royal family are not blind, regardless of whether Peng Bin is dead or not, he is afraid that he will become a person on the official blacklist of Thailand, this matter has not yet involved the Peng family's industry in Thailand, Peng Bin can already burn high incense.