Ying Taoguang sat under the Bodhi tree for a while, then got up and went back to the room. The bed is a hard bed, just like the monks in this temple, and it is very hard.

Ying Taoguang didn't think so, three years of wind, frost, rain and snow, leaving many traces have long been in the bones.

In addition to a bronze lamp on the table, there were several scriptures. Pick it up and look at it, and you find that it is all some basic scriptures. Ying Taoguang rubbed his eyebrows and put the scriptures on the top of the cabinet, he didn't look at it, what should he do if he looked at it and saw through the red dust?

Ying Taoguang and his clothes lay on the bed, tossing and turning without the slightest sleep. He got up again, opened the door and walked out, looked at the roof, and sure enough, a Lu shirt in a red dress was sitting there.

Seeing that Ying Taoguang found out, Lu Yi was not surprised, grinned, jumped from the roof, and still didn't make any sound.

"Brother Ying, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Lu Xian was very happy, and couldn't wait to hook up with Ying Taoguang, as if they were two people on that killing night.

"Brother Lu......" Ying Taoguang's face was helpless, but he was still touched up and down.

"Well, that's good. There are no missing parts. Lu Xian was full of smiles. There is a lot of concern hidden under the heartless smile.

"Brother Lu," Ying Taoguang said in a serious tone: "I have a question I want to ask you......"

Lu Xian was stunned for a moment, his eyes sharpened, but he looked at Ying Taoguang, who was full of seriousness, and quickly softened.

"Hmm...... Then find a place to sit. Let's go, I'll take you to a good place......" Lu Yi pressed Ying Taoguang's shoulder with one hand, his qi surged, and the two of them rushed towards the depths of the temple in ghostly shapes.

When Ying Taoguang came back to his senses, the two of them had come to a high platform tens of meters large, and looking down from the platform, they could just overlook the entire Qingliang Mountain.

"It's ...... "Ying Taoguang asked while looking behind him, and only after seeing the stone carving reclining Buddha that was more than 80 meters long, did he determine where he was.

"Well, Qingliang Mountain rooftop. It has a perfect view of the mountain and is not open to people. Couldn't have been more suitable......"

Ying Taoguang smiled, seeing that the two of them had come over for a while, but no one came to stop them, and he knew it.

Lu Yi sat on the stone railing, his feet hanging empty, not only not afraid that he would accidentally fall off the cliff more than 1,000 meters high, but also patted his side with his hand and motioned for Ying Taoguang to come and sit too.

Ying Taoguang patted the non-existent dust on his shirt, and with a little force of his hands, he also sat beside Lu Xi.

Both of them looked at the lights flickering in the darkness under their feet, their eyes were misty, and they were reluctant to take the lead in opening their mouths to break this beautiful tranquility.

"I know what you want to ask. Lu Xian turned his head to look at Ying Taoguang, his eyes were still soft.

Ying Taoguang was silent and did not say a word.

Lu Xian didn't care, he turned his head to look at the glimmer of stars under the cool mountain, and the blood-colored clothes hunted in the night wind: "What kind of strategy? Everything is just forced by the times."

"The times make heroes. You are no different from the other powerful children, except that you can take a better path.

"I know you're disgusted, but as Lord Ying's eldest son, the grandson of Lord Wang, and the object of our eight allegiances, you must make a choice.

"I shouldn't have said these things, but you wanted me to say them, and I said them. Lu Xian's expression was extremely innocent.

Ying Taoguang smiled, smiling happily.

"If Brother Chen were replaced, he would definitely not say anything. Ying Taoguang's tone was affirmative.

"Well, that guy can pestle for a long time without saying a word. ”

The two fell silent again.

Click, click, click...... The sound of bast shoes stepping on the ground was particularly obvious on the rooftop of this night, and the old voice sounded behind the two of them.

"Amitabha, the two donors have an auspicious night. The Venerable Emperor Lin folded his hands and stood not far behind the two of them.

Ying Taoguang immediately jumped off the stone fence and bowed his head in return: "Good night Venerable." ”

Lu Xian turned his head sideways, only looked at the skinny old monk behind him with his bloody eyes on the left, and said lightly: "Good night to Venerable Emperor, I don't know if His Holiness came to this rooftop late at night, what can he say?"

Venerable Emperor Lin smiled, his frowning brows seemed to stretch out a little, and the old monk spoke: "Tiantai is a place for poor monks to cultivate, how can we talk about teaching?"

Turning his head and responding to Tao Guangdao: "The two donors may as well enjoy the scenery here, and don't need to pay attention to the poor monks." ”

Lu Xian's two thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he watched the Emperor Lin Venerable walk to the edge of the rooftop, sit down cross-legged, his eyes were lightly closed, and his hands were knotted to descend the demon seal, and the old god was there.

Seeing that Ying Taoguang was a little curious, Lu Xian immediately shook his clothes, jumped off the stone railing, and ran to the other side of the rooftop with Ying Taoguang, the two squatted on the stone railing, and Lu Xian spoke:

"Brother Ying, if you accept the transmission of this old monk, within five years, you will enter a class!"

"Yipin?" Ying Taoguang adhered to the good habit of asking questions if he didn't understand, and humbly asked Lu Xian for advice.

"The world's martial arts are divided into three grades, two grades and one grade. One of them is the most special. For the same product, the difference in strength may be like a moat. Therefore, a product is divided into four realms.

"In addition to the three teachings of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, the martial artist first entered a product called the body, at this time the body is strong, the first pregnancy qi, the circulation of the time did not enter the first product can not hurt their body.

The qi gradually rises, and the number of qi gradually increases, until one move and one style can be attached to the abundant qi, and the name of this realm is called qi yun.

The qi machine runs freely, it is not confined to the body, it is released in the heaven and earth, its momentum is like an abyss, and there are even visions, which are called circulation.

Square inch, as the name suggests, heaven and earth are like square inches, and with me, you are invincible!" Lu Xian simply explained to Ying Taoguang.

"Well, Brother Lu, how to divide the realm of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism?" Ying Taoguang asked again.

Lu Yi stretched out a finger and scratched his cheek: "Hmm...... Well, that's a long story. ”

Ying Taoguang immediately spoke: "Forget it, don't talk about it." ”

Lu Xian glanced at him and smiled.

After a while, Ying Taoguang couldn't help but speak: "Brother Lu, what realm is he considered to be Emperor Lin Venerable, who are you fighting him with?"

"Uh...... The old monk is more special. Lu Xian looked embarrassed: "If you count the realm, he should be regarded as the body extreme realm, and I am the qi Yun realm, slightly better than him."

"But as long as the Buddha Gate enters a product, the combat power cannot be regarded according to the realm. The combat power of the Venerable position of Buddhism is similar to that of the wise man, that is to say, when a person in the Buddhist Sect enters the Venerable position, the combat power is equivalent to entering the Qi Yun Realm. Although I am strong, I can compete with the Circulation Realm. But this old monk is not weak......

"Well, I can't beat this old monk. ”

Ying Taoguang's eyes widened: "Didn't you say that you could compete with the Circulation Realm?

Lu Xian smiled: "Don't look at this old monk who is as thin as a hemp stick, as if a gust of wind can blow him down, whoever wants to underestimate him will be unlucky!"

He pointed to the cliff face more than 1,000 meters high at his feet, "Look at the cliff wall under this rooftop, is there some concave and some convex?"

Ying Taoguang observed carefully: "That's true. ”

"This cliff was all crashed out by this old monk......"

"Huh?" Ying Taoguang's face was shocked, this cliff wall more than 1,000 meters high with potholes was knocked out by people?

"Don't be surprised. Lu Xian looked at the old monk who was sitting in the withered seat: "The old monk is also an amazing and brilliant figure, otherwise he would not have become the leader of Mahayana Buddhism." ”

"When I first heard the Dharma at the age of fifteen, I was able to say, "I listened to the song of immortality, and I heard the song of immortality." "This old monk, in my opinion, is not surprising. Isn't it......"