The old monk glanced at him and ignored him for continuing to chant the Buddha.

He Zhixing probed him with his true qi to see if there was any reaction, the monk still sat motionless on the futon, and patted him with his hand again, but he was still indifferent and continued to chant the scriptures, thinking: "How can this monk be so calm?" ”

He Zhixing was unwilling, and found something such as a branch next to him to tickle him or was indifferent, the monk only had the sound of chanting in his mouth, and he thought of any other way except cutting off his head and hurting blood, and the monk still sat quietly on the futon as always.

He Zhixing was a little convinced, but he was not reconciled, you have patience and I have it, and the two of them sat motionless on the futon like two stone sculptures. When the two little monks are thirsty, they will send some water, and they don't have to eat.

And the old monk drank very little water, just moisten his throat, He Zhixing also learned from him. See how the old monk coped with it? It turns out that if the old monk uses sweat to evaporate the water when the urge to urinate comes, he does not need to leave his body to achieve the goal of staying in the fixed place, and he can meditate while pranayama.

If you want to practice Buddha, you must first cultivate emptiness, empty and ethereal spirit body and mind are comfortable, that is, you can be integrated with nature, and you can use nature, the human body is already with the five internal organs and six internal organs of the blood and veins of the four directions, the five internal organs and six internal organs are integrated with the natural qi, the five elements belong to the body, and the limit of life is to strengthen and break through the heaven and earth.

The old monk has been in the meditation for two months and is still the same, He Zhixing has also been in the meditation for two months, that day he got up and was about to leave the old monk to go to another place, but he didn't expect the old monk to get up and stop pranayama.

The monk came and walked out, but He Zhixing admired him very much, and hurriedly chased after him and said, "Master, where are you going?" ”

The monk ignored him and continued to walk forward, and He Zhixing followed.

The monk has been walking, accompanied by mountains and forests, as if the original temple does not plan to go back now, He Zhixing followed beside him, this monk is very eccentric, and he can't help but dance his hands and feet every time he goes to the beauty of the mountains, forests and landscapes.

He Zhixing was really angry, looking at his second-class appearance, he wanted to beat him, he tried for so long and still didn't find out if the monk was a master or a second-class person, maybe all his performance had been pretending to be forced.

As he said, he suddenly pulled out a hook and beckoned to the monk, shouting: "Monk, look at the move!" ”

The monk is still enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him, he is standing on a large stone slab on the mountainside, He Zhixing's hook came with a strong wind, he didn't have to look back, the kung fu of listening to the wind and identifying the position had already been achieved, only to see the monk gently turn sideways and pat He Zhixing's back with both palms.

The monk is with the help of Tai Chi Bagua Boxing's same borrowing force, He Zhixing's back was attacked, and the strong wind quickly hit his back, and He Zhixing quickly ventilated and shifted sideways in these few moments, and the whole person avoided the edge like twisting his back, although he still swept Xiaobo's energy, and he stumbled and fell into the middle of the mountain under the slate without standing firm.

The monk didn't move, didn't speak, and didn't intend to save him, He Zhixing's body fell under the slate, and at this moment, he quickly put his hands together, put it on the edge of the slab and propped it up, and flew down on the slate.

He Zhixing was not convinced, and his whole body unfolded quickly, and the three six styles of Hanyang's eight methods unfolded, and his figure was everywhere in an instant, and the surrounding grass and blades driven by his strength were disabled, and it seemed that He Zhi was really angry.

The monk dealt calmly, although he didn't smile but still didn't feel any signs of his invincibility, He Zhixing's exercise body is a fast arc, like a meteorized curve left and right, as long as he is not careful, he will catch his way, fortunately he didn't use a carving file today, if it is used with a file, it is definitely a killing machine.

Today, He Zhixing only uses the palms of both hands, although the strength of the palm hook is much smaller than the advantage of the file, but it still has a tiger and a tiger, and normal people will definitely not die or be seriously injured when he hits him.

The monk resolved a lot of his moves, the two went back and forth hundreds of times, and the monk finally sold a flaw and rolled down the foot of the mountain on the spot, and then walked away quickly without looking back: "Amitabha, the donor's martial arts are good, the old man won't play with you......"

He Zhixing was so angry that he could not let him say that he would leave: "Monk, we haven't finished fighting yet, don't you want to go briskly......!" After speaking, he quickly flew down the mountain from the stone slab and chased after the old monk.