The wooden box made of Tianwang wood is placed on the ground, the glaze of this Tianwang wood is pitch black but it is full of smooth texture, and even more importantly, this small wood is full of weight, the size of this piece alone is more than 50 catties, and the wooden box in Li Shaofu's hand is much narrower than this, but the weight is also dozens of catties.

Then Li Shaofu carried such a thing to swagger through the market, which can also be called a kind of experience.

Scar Lao Bu is actually a blacksmith to be serious, but this carpenter guy is not bad, otherwise how could he have made such an object in less than an hour?

He pulled a chair, sat down simply, took out the cigarette pouch rod, lit a bag of toad tobacco, and couldn't stop smoking it in his mouth, this puff of smoke made his stomach feel more comfortable, and looked at the barefoot monk in front of him sitting cross-legged on the ground, babbling something he didn't understand.

The monk looks not very old, and his gray robe can be said to be a little down, but his gestures have a demeanor, and what is even more amazing is that the scriptures that came out of his mouth showed a golden font, and those Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures circled around the heavenly king wood one by one, and disappeared again.

This old cloth was wide-eyed, and he saw it clearly, and he was going to open his mouth to scold a few times, because what was stored in the heavenly king's wood was what he was too crazy to do, if that person was a little ghost, it would really be very afraid of the Buddhist magic, if those Buddhist scriptures really flew into it all at once, this old cloth would be blocked, and the little monk would give people a surplus, then it would be like a capable person who passed through ghosts and gods to appease the soul who went to Elysium, and it could be regarded as a farewell,

But if you want to say that the mysterious and mysterious Buddha is often around, this is not good,

Chu was shocked to sit quietly aside, and did not eat, his intuitive mouth was tasteless, but he quietly listened to this Zen monk close his eyes and chant the scriptures, but the Song porcelain on the side was also so ordinary, but the two felt that the scriptures recited from the mouth of this little monk were very useful, but at least they were very calm in their hearts, and there was less chagrin.

The scriptures can be made into golden characters flying in the air, but Song Ci is also surprised, and he thinks that this monk is a master, and he is indeed very surprised.

Surprised but has already seen this Zen means, he is even more clear, but don't underestimate the golden characters that emerge from this Zen mouth, he has suffered a lot on the back mountain, this Zen has a shocking ability, this person's palm can shoot the Southern Dynasty is also a heel can not get up, Zen magic is indeed a little incredible,

He put his hands on his cheeks and listened very attentively, but he didn't know that Song Jinghong and Li Shaofu, who were not far behind him, were like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, drinking happily and laughing loudly.

Is this what it means to hate each other, the old cloth head also turned around and glanced at the two people, he naturally knows you Song Jinghong, and it is very taboo to this Song Jinghong, others don't know the identity of that person, but his old cloth head is very clear, the real owner behind the rouge workshop, last night a fire started from the rouge fang, this person can be regarded as the main master, he came on the way to pass by the rouge fang, it is said that there are more than a dozen Qingzhou men who were caught in the fire last night, not to mention those burning rangers who have no human appearance,

Chu was shocked that he didn't think of introducing Song Jinghong to this old cloth, and the high-ranking official would follow this person to learn art in the future, but this old cloth didn't know, maybe he was surprised and forgot.

Lao Butou patted Chu Jingjue's shoulder and whispered a few words, "Surprise boy, when you look back, you see a high-ranking official, help me convey it, take care of yourself, don't do anything when you go out, the rivers and lakes are sinister, so I will go back." ”

Chu Jingjue got up and nodded, and when the old cloth figure walked away, he turned around and saw Song Jinghong who was sitting on the side drinking, but sighed,

Li Shaofu was already drunk, sleepy-eyed, lying on the table and falling asleep, but even when he fell asleep, he never let go of the ten ghost knives in his clenched hands.

Song Jinghong looked down at the particularly narrow knife, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and didn't look at it again, he didn't know who gave this thing to this young man, and he didn't know what An's intentions were, he was an outsider, but he didn't have the so-called ancient way of worrying, so he didn't pay attention to it.

After chanting the scriptures, he got up and bowed to the West three again, he turned around and looked at the two little guys who had been sitting on the side and were very distracted, and he was also very surprised by that Chu Jingjue, he really couldn't imagine that this kid was waiting aside, and he was even more fascinated by listening, he said with a smile, "Chu Jingjue, let me ask you, you are also a martial arts person, and what kind of person do you want to be? ”

I don't understand why this monk who wore a black jade wrench on his hand did it directly to himself before, but this will see that this monk is not so hateful, this Zen Yi originally said that he wanted to take him back to Fahua Mountain to be a little monk, he was naturally very frightened at the beginning, and he should not, a fight down, that Zen means is indeed amazing, but he really didn't suffer any major injuries, but he met Gao Fei and the Southern Dynasty together,

I think it's also a fate, and now I see this Zen monk giving He Taiyi an excessive practice, but his senses have changed.

Said casually, " I may not have thought about choosing the path of martial arts before, but I also gave my dad a fist and foot at every turn, but then I felt very happy, that is, to fight Daddy, my heart is also happy, this time can be regarded as experiencing a lot of things, last night Auntie can never see again, my father's brain is chaotic again, I can be regarded as losing the most important person at once, things in the world are unpredictable, even my friend Mr. He is also dead, he used to be known as the sword saint, where to reason, what do you want to become, hehe, Mr. He once asked so, I said that I wanted to be a guardian, protect the most important person in yourself, but at the moment I don't know what to do.

I've always been a person who hates trouble, I hate it, I just want to be a good person who follows my heart, it's as simple as that, Zen Yi, do you still want this wrench, if you want it, just take it directly, I didn't mean to take this thing at the beginning, but I made a promise with others, naturally I want to complete it, maybe being a monk is the most worry-free, Zen Yi, are you doing what you thought now?"

These words of Zen Yi are also a little confused, he really can't understand, this young man who has not seen for a few days said out of his mouth is that he also has some questions that he doesn't know how to answer, follow his heart, this sentence even he Zen Yi himself has never really done it, there are many things in this world to distinguish between right and wrong, but it is so difficult to distinguish clearly, including Song Jinghong standing on the side, that person has never made a big mistake, but it was made tide by the times, last night's fire was an accident, and it was not an accident, it is difficult to be a man, it is difficult to be a monk,

He lowered his head and smiled, reached out and patted Chu Jingjue's shoulder, and said with a smile, " Chu was shocked, when do you encounter difficulties, you can come to Fahua Temple to find me, I am a very boring person, but I like to discuss the big truth with people the most, that wrench you wear is, I can guess who you promised, you are young but you can have unique opinions, that is, than some martial arts masters, you understand more clearly, in the end why you are living, what kind of martial arts you want to become, the road of martial arts is very long, and it is also very short, I apologize to you for the idea of taking you to be a monk before, I think wrong, whether you are the new Heavenly Demon God Monarch that Gao Fei said, if so, You must also be a kind-hearted person, the world owes that person a reason, even the Sword Saint has stood up, but in the end, the world lacks a person who understands, goodbye, young man, let's see you on Fahua Mountain, the wild fruits on your mountain are delicious. ”

Song Jinghong, who had been sitting on the chair and fiddling with the wine bowl, was also stunned when he said this, and smiled again, Zen Yi, you understand very well, but you don't quite understand.

Without waiting for Na Zen to take a step forward, Chu was surprised to find that he chased after him with an arrow step, and handed over a few bead-like things, and a burst of colorful streamers appeared on his hand.

"Master Zen Yi, you can take this, this should be what Zen Buddhism has always been worried about, Master Doom is actually out of the relics, but it has fallen elsewhere. ”

What he was holding in his hand was indeed a few relics, but it came out of the birth sword, and He Taifu also said that this thing should be returned to Fahua Mountain, in the end, it belonged to someone else.

Chu Jingjue didn't know when he would see this monk again, he didn't care about this thing, and other people's things, put in his hands, were also uneasy,

As soon as Zen turned around, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he fell to the ground, raised his hands high, but called out in his mouth, "Master, the disciple can still see your relics in his lifetime, but it is really the Bodhi tree that blossoms and bears fruit, which is the luck of Zen Buddhism." ”

As he spoke, he was already kowtowing to the ground, and the tears couldn't stop flowing, but the few relics he held in the palm of his hand were shining with golden light, as if in response to this little monk,

Chu was shocked to stand in front of this Zen body, and when he saw this monk, he was so disappointed, but his body moved to the side, he had a smile on his face, and he didn't know why he was so happy.

Song Ci, who came with him on the side, said to Chan Yi with one hand behind his back, "Master, please get up, since this thing has returned to its original owner from the shocked brother, this is naturally the creation of your Fahua Temple, and, Master Chan Yi, I like your chanting very much, you can teach me more when you have time, hehe." ”

When she saw this young monk kneeling and kowtowing devoutly, holding up the golden thing with both hands, her heart was also warm, and she had a good impression of this monk.

Zen got up together, put away the relic, but folded his hands and said to Chu Jingjue, "Surprise little donor, Zen Yi thank you for the first master, this relic is indeed my teacher's doom master, this is indeed too important for the dodge mage, Chan Yi really doesn't know how to thank you, that day I saw and absorbed the swastika formula, today I will teach you this big mudra, and you are also associated with Zen Buddhism, a creation is really making people." ”

At this moment, the Zen monk was wrapped in golden light, and slowly stretched out his right hand, only to see that he kept pinching the trick in his hand, but those movements were complicated and complicated, but they were clearly visible in Chu Jingjue's eyes, because in his opinion, the movements seemed to be very slow, very slow, but Song Jinghong and Song Ci on the side came to look, but they couldn't see clearly, only to see the golden light on the Zen hand,

A few words of Buddha sound came into Chu Jingjue's heart lake, but it sounded a little unclear So, how difficult is the Buddhist Sanskrit sound, and the big mudra mentioned in this Zen mouth can be regarded as a palm method, and it is like a claw gong.

Chu Jingjue remembered it in his heart, his memory was excellent, and the sound of the Buddha seemed to have slowed down the rhythm in his ears.

In the end, a few words of Zen Yi were heard sincerely, "The swastika is the supreme Dharma means, and it can only be played with this big mudra, and the donor will study it, and Zen Yi will teach you this skill without rejectance, and I don't know if it is right or wrong, I just hope that the donor cultivates kindness, and martial arts is not only killing, remember." ”

Chu Jingjue closed his eyes and pondered for a while, but when he came back to his senses, the Zen monk had long been gone.

He moved his right hand slightly, and a golden light flashed above his head, and he waved his palm without moving, but the halo never appeared again, but what he didn't know was that in the palm of his hand, a clearly visible swastika was highlighted, but he didn't know.

Song Jinghong drank the last drop of wine in the wine jar, and his face was only a little ruddy, and he couldn't see the slightest drunkenness, but he was much stronger than Li Shaofu.

He looked at the back of the departing monk of Zen Yi, and smiled playfully on his face, that Zen Yi is an interesting person, whether it is Zen Buddhism in the world, Huang Lao Taoist still wants to look at the face of the Qinglong Dynasty to act, where did the so-called Zi Ben come from, Zen Yi can personally send this Chu to realize that this is already a mistake, a big mistake, no matter how good this little guy is, but he is the child chosen by that person, Zen Yi, this world is originally the law of the jungle, and what stinky truth, who to listen to,

Chu was shocked to call his subordinates, and confessed that he wanted to send this Li Shaofu to the Assassin's Mansion in person, even if it was handed over to those rangers, in short, Shaofu had already drunk too much, and he had a headache, this Shaofu and Song Jinghong actually drank a large jar of Huadiao wine, but it was really nerve-wracking.

He looked at Song Jinghong, whose eyes had been falling on him, and just nodded, no matter how he said it, he was a little rusty with this Song Jinghong, he didn't know why this guy didn't leave.

turned around and asked Song Ci, "Song Ci, are you going back, come out for the night, you have to go back and sleep well, besides, Shaofu and his father will definitely be nervous about you, so go back with you." ”

Song Ci shook her head, she was indeed a little sleepy, but she pursed her lips and whispered, "Okay, stay a little longer, aren't you leaving, I'll send you?"

At this time, Song Jinghong came over.

Chu Jingjue casually put away the small wooden box made of your Tianwang wood and put it in the Qiankun bag, he has already thought about it, he will go out of the city today, and go directly to the Sword Saint Gate, the high-ranking official has already gone to Yanzi Ferry to wait for him, and that Fu Changnian, I don't know if that guy is injured or not,

Song Jinghong smiled at Song Ci, but he looked at Chu Jingjue, the corners of his mouth did not move, but in the heart lake of the shock, a voice came.