Ying Taoguang was silent for a moment, and his tone was strange: "That gentleman just now is one of the three major sacrificial wines of the Academy Palace, right?

"Don't underestimate him. Ying Wenbin chuckled: "The vertical and horizontal technique, also known as the long and short technique." In essence, it is just to use one's own strengths and attack the other's shortcomings. I asked him for help, and it wasn't too much for him to ask for benefits.

"And no one can say what is not ......"

Without waiting for Ying Taoguang to ask, Ying Wenbin gave a full explanation: "The Hundred Schools Palace is not simple. When I didn't move to Daxia back then, I was known as a hundred families, but I was just a palace ear. I have a great summer and re-enforce the law, and the other nine countries have their own support. Even after the Nine Kingdoms were destroyed, scholarship such as Confucianism, Bingjia, and Yin-Yang continued to flourish.

"Confucianism will naturally understand when you go to the Hundred Schools of Learning. Soldiers can refer to the eight clothes that support you in the army. I don't know much about the Yin and Yang family, but I heard that the younger generation seems to have a good character......"

Ying Taoguang frowned, and his suspicious gaze swept towards Ying Wenbin: "According to what you say, why don't you have martial arts?"

"Oh, yes. These things have been hidden from you before, and it's normal that you don't know. Ying Wenbin was stunned: "Scholars and scholars, scholars are not necessarily Confucian scholars." Although your teacher and I are called scholars by the world, we are both scholars......

"The three teachings of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are special, they have their own school of mind, so the higher their martial arts realm, the deeper their understanding of their respective sects.

"As for the other schools, they don't have their own minds. Therefore, above the temple, there are actually many civil servants, all of whom do not have any force. After all......

"Human energy is always limited. It's not that Yunwen Yunwu doesn't have it, but after all, that's something that only a few people can do......"

Speaking of this, Ying Wenbin blinked: "Actually, the reason why your teacher and I don't learn martial arts is just because we don't like to be rough." ”

Ying Taoguang looked at the father in front of him, who was not in front of his son, and he knew that what his father said was true. After all, he often said that scholars don't use knives to kill people......

Ying Wenbin's eyes were profound: "There is a great danger in the Xue Palace! In the battle of the Ten Kingdoms back then, in fact, the real battle was in the Xue Palace, although the battle was without smoke and fire, but often a word difference, the life and death of tens of thousands of horses and horses were decided......

"I have a very bad relationship with the Academy! No, it should be said that the people who participated in the War of the Ten Kingdoms with your grandfather are not friendly with the Academy. The name of my teacher and you, Yin Shi Yang Shuai, was at that time. Many famous generals in the army, such as the eight clothes in the army, are also famous in the school palace.

"However, it's not a good thing to say! Those things that don't have fart skills can only be enjoyed by words. Ying Wenbin smiled: "But this Mr. Huang is different. At that time, he said many pertinent things for me that caused public outrage at the time. At that time, it was in full swing, and he had just won the debate of the king, so he only needed to lie dormant for the time being, wait for the opportunity, and the next great sacrificial wine board was nailed, and he went to the courtyard to set up a wooden sign of his own.

"It's a pity, a brilliant bachelor ......"

There are several prestigious forbidden places in the court, in addition to the imperial palace, there are Wudang Mountain, the holy land of Taoism, and the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, which are not willing to be lonely, Qingliang Temple, the holy land of Buddhism, the corpse of the Hinayana holy land, the Penglai Palace, the military god Liu Qingge, the remnant sword valley of the Wu family, and finally the world-famous Zhuzi Courtyard of the Hundred School Palace.

Ying Taoguang's eyes narrowed slightly: "Old Wu, it should be from the Wu family's Remnant Sword Valley, right?" Although he asked, his tone was extremely affirmative.

Ying Wenbin chuckled: "Old Wu is more special even in the Wu Family's Remnant Sword Valley. To be exact, he didn't make a move. ”

"Oh?" Ying Taoguang nodded: "A hundred years of sharpening a sword, is the sword out of ghosts?"

"This is reassuring......" Ying Wenbin's face was a matter of course.

Ying Taoguang got up and wanted to leave, and when he walked to the entrance of the study, Ying Wenbin said: "Go to Qingliang Temple, see that little monk, and sit for me and the Venerable Emperor Lin for a few days......"

Ying Taoguang paused and walked straight out, leaving only one word.

"Good!"

This year, Ying Taoguang was alone and cool in the twilight.

Qingliang Temple, as the Central Plains Mahayana Buddhism holy land, is located on the top of Qingliang Mountain, does not receive pilgrims on weekdays, only on important days such as the Buddha's birthday, the mountain gate will be opened, and the incense from all directions will be widely accepted.

In front of the boulder carved with the march of the liberation, only two very young novices were waiting here, and when they saw Ying Taoguang who came alone, they also silently clasped their palms and saluted, and led him to the top of the mountain.

Climbing a mountain is a physical job. If it was Ying Taoguang who had traveled for three years, it would not be easy to climb up, and now he can follow the two novices who have climbed up and down all the year round.

Well, there were two breaks halfway through......

The two novices led Ying Taoguang into the side of the palace of the Heavenly King, and then bowed and left.

Ying Taoguang put a few changes of clothes he brought in the cabinet, and walked out of the door to the seven-story stupa in the depths.

When it was approaching, under the Bodhi tree next to the tower, two bald heads with obvious age differences sat cross-legged, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

Ying Taoguang approached, saluted the thin old monk, and sat aside. Ying Taoguang has great respect for this Buddha head in the Central Plains, not only because his mother, who has long since passed away, believes in Buddhism, but also because this hundred-year-old monk is one of the few people in Qingliang Temple who does not object to his sister's feelings......

"Ying Xiao Benefactor, don't come to harm?" Venerable Emperor Lin's eyes were soft, his left hand was erected in front of his chest, and his right hand was still placed between his knees, forming a fearless seal.

"Amitabha, His Holiness is well. Ying Taoguang nodded in response, deliberately not looking at the beautiful monk next to him.

The Venerable Emperor Lin stood up: "The poor monk still has some clothes that have not been dried and are out of company. ”

The old monk said that he was going to dry his clothes, but he walked into the stupa of relics. Ying Taoguang looked at the handsome monk who was the same age as himself but had a very high seniority, and frowned.

"Huh, why don't you follow?"

"Oh. The monk who was still a novice got up, walked through the seated man in white, and stepped into the tower.

Ying Taoguang's face was indifferent, he didn't know and didn't want to know the strict precepts of Buddhism, he only knew that this monk's master did not object, and this monk also liked each other with his sister, but he didn't nod......

Juezhi Shami slowly walked to the top of the tower, and when he saw that the Venerable Emperor Lin was already standing there, he quickened his pace and walked to his master's side.

Emperor Lin Venerable turned his head and looked at his youngest apprentice, with a smile on his face covered with ravines: "What?"

Juezhi's face turned red, and he couldn't speak.

The Venerable Emperor Lin smiled more and more happily: "Everything has no heart and no residence, and the world is born without a law." ”

The old monk patted the little monk on the shoulder, jumped down from the tower, tapped the ground with his bare feet, turned the sound that should have been loud, and walked towards the squatter.