Chapter 4 Promises

"My surname is Ling, no name" The little girl was mischievous and said to Yi Yunkong with a wink. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yi Yunkong was unclear, and said curiously: "Why is there no name?" ā€

Ling stuck out his little tongue at Yunkong, very playful. But then it was a little declining, and he said slowly: "I was in this forest when I was born and opened my eyes, and there was no father and mother. Only the little fan accompanied me, I thought the word Ling was good, so I took it as a surname. ā€

Yi Yunkong was stunned for a moment and said, "Ling, you don't have a mother." ā€

"Well, doesn't Brother Yunkong have a mother?"

Ling Tu felt very kind since he saw Yi Yunkong for the first time, and Yi Yunkong was older than Ling, so he called his brother.

She grew up in this back mountain, the birds are uninhabited, only in the woods a white beast accompanied, the little beast can spit mist, Ling named it Xiao Mi, in the mountains there are only Xiao Mi and her

Together, it is very boring and lonely.

Until one day, Yi Yunkong accidentally discovered the stream in the back mountain.

Whenever he was in a bad mood, Yi Yunkong would come to the stream and sit silently. In this way, Ling gradually discovered Yi Yunkong's existence, and every time Yi Yunkong came to the stream in the future, Ling would quietly be in the dark

Looking at it, I felt that I was in sympathy with the little boy by the stream.

Tonight, Xuan Qing suddenly appeared next to Yun Kong, so frightened that Ling didn't care about being discovered, and ran away as if he was flying after Xuan Qing left.

"My mother died shortly after I was born, but Master Xuanqing said that as long as I study the immortal method well, I can save my mother in the future." A hint of determination flashed in Yi Yunkong's eyes.

Hearing Yi Yunkong's words, Ling was a little reluctant, mentioned Brother Yunkong's sad past, looked at Yi Yunkong and said, "I believe that Brother Yunkong will definitely be able to save your mother." Ling Tian said innocently.

Yi Yunkong said thank you softly

He took Ling's weak little hand and walked slowly towards the woods with Ling.

"Ling, are you a monster?"

"Well, the little fan said I was a fox demon."

"Then you don't eat people."

"I haven't eaten it, so why eat people?"

"The master said that monsters are all going to eat people."

"Brother Yunkong, what your master must have said is a bad monster."

"Well, it should be, the book also says that man-eating monsters are terrible, but you are not terrible at all, you must be a good monster."

Yunkong was not afraid that Ling is monster, and Ling was also happy because of Yunkong's lack of fear.

On this night, they talked about each other, and before they knew it, they were back at the stream.

The snowflakes drifted into the creek without any waves and ripples, merged into the stream, and disappeared.

Ling sat by the stream, his little hand slowly faded from his dark gold boots, revealing a pair of delicate jade feet, lighting the stream, very happy.

"Ling, be careful of the cold." Yi Yunkong said worriedly.

"Brother Yunkong is fine, if you don't believe it, brother will try." Ling casually pinched a decision and pointed at Yi Yunkong's feet.

Yi Yunkong only felt that his feet were warm, and he didn't feel anything else.

He saw that Ling was happy, so he also took off his shoes and socks, put them aside, poked his feet into the water, and tested the temperature, and sure enough, it was not cold.

"Ling, your spells are really powerful." Yi Yunkong said.

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's easy to learn."

At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet, silent.

Her silvery laughter echoed in the back mountains, making the snow seem to warm up a little.

After a while, Yi Yunkong opened his mouth and said, "Ling, I'll give you a name." ā€

Ling was stunned, nodded, and said weakly: "Then, Brother Yunkong must be a little better,"

"Ling Ningxue, how about this." Yi Yunkong said.

Ling, her clear eyes suddenly lit up, and she smiled shyly: "Well, this name is good, then I will be called Ling Ningxue in the future." ā€

"Ning Xue, do you still want to live in the woods in the future?" Yunkong asked.

"I have nowhere else to go but to stay here."

"Then you can go to the temple with me." Yunkong said in a word.

Ning Xue was worried and said, "It's okay, it is said that there are no girls in the temple." ā€

"It's okay, the master loves me very much, and you are still so beautiful, the master will definitely allow it" Yunkong was a little unsure

Ning Xue hesitated for a while, looked at Yi Yunkong, and finally agreed.

Yi Yunkong saw his promise and said happily: "Then I will go and tell the master tomorrow." ā€

Ling Ningxue was also very happy that she could finally live in the grove in the back mountain without being alone.

"Brother Yunkong, it's not too early, you should go back early." Ling Ningxue said with concern.

Yi Yunkong glanced at the sky, but it was the third watch at midnight (eleven o'clock in the middle of the night), and after reluctantly saying a few words to Ling Ningxue, he hurried away.

Ling Ningxue looked at Yi Yunkong's distant back, and when she was a child, she remembered that her pretty face was slightly red, put on her boots, turned back into a snow-white little fox, and turned back to the grove.

On the second day, the sky was still snowing heavily.

Yi Yunkong woke up early, finished washing, and walked towards the mountain on the bluestone road.

"Master, master, master!" Yi Yunkong adhered to Xuanqing, and in this way, in front of Xuanqing's many disciples and senior brothers and disciples in the Longyang Palace.

Xuanqing wanted to die at this time, his apprentice didn't know what to think, he had to take him in and take in a female disciple, if he didn't agree, then he would go home and find his father and tell him not to be a monk.

In the main hall, no one present was holding back their laughter.

"Yunkong, didn't the master tell you that Jiuze Temple does not accept female disciples." Xuanqing was helpless, very helpless.

"Master, do you look down on girls?" Yi Yunkong's mouth froze.

Xuanqing was a little sweaty, thinking that Yunkong had broken his head from a fall last night, why did he have to take the girl into the temple to live.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, so there is no such thing as looking down on girls." Qingyuan stood up very appropriately.

"Senior brother, why can't you let Ning Xue come to the temple." Tears flickered in Yi Yunkong's eyes.

Yi Yunkong didn't say that Ling Ningxue was a fox demon. He knew that if Xuanqing knew that Ling Ningxue was a fox demon, he would definitely not let her enter the temple.

"This." Qingyuan didn't know what to say.

"Yunkong, this is the rule in the temple, no one can break it." Xuan Qing sighed and said.

Yi Yunkong saw Xuanqing's insistence, so he said: "Then I don't want to be a monk, I want to go down the mountain to find my father." ā€

Seeing this, Xuanqing's heart was about to jump out, he was really a living ancestor.

stepped forward and hurriedly grabbed it, talked again, and said helplessly: "Okay, but she can only live outside the mountain gate with you."

Xuanqing knew the seriousness of the matter, although the rules in the temple were heavy, but Yi Yunkong was related to the survival of the world in the future, so he could only agree.

"But you must practice diligently in the future, you can't be too playful, and in order to punish you for breaking the temple rules, you will go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to copy ten volumes during class tonight," Xuan Qing added.

At this time, everyone in the hall jumped without eyebrows, what is the matter, is the punishment of copying ten volumes also a punishment.

Yi Yunkong didn't care about them, quickly agreed, and went to the martial arts arena for morning classes leisurely.

When I came to the martial arts arena, there were many classmates who came to the martial arts arena one after another, and they were all about ten or twenty years old.

Yi Yunkong, a six-year-old child, was a little out of place standing in the middle of the scene, but no one questioned anything, everyone knew that he was a closed disciple of Xuanqing, but there was no kindness in the eyes that looked at him.

When everyone arrived, it was only three or five minutes, and at this time, everyone stood in a square formation, with about five or six hundred people, and Yi Yunkong was the first row of the abbot's personal tradition.

All the monks present looked at Xuanqing Qingyuan and Chengming who were walking towards the stage of the martial arts arena. Today is the beginning of the month, and it is also the day when the abbot personally teaches the monks in the temple morning class.

"Today, I don't preach the Dharma." Xuanqing stood in front of the martial arts arena and said lightly.

It doesn't seem to be very loud, but it does fall into everyone's ears, and this is the benefit of practicing qi.

At the beginning of each month, Xuanqing's morning class is nothing more than to teach some advanced Dharma, or to solve doubts for his disciples, but today he does not talk about it.

Xuanqing said: "Since the opening of the Jiuze faction, the methods and kung fu practiced by our faction are all focused on muscles and bones and internal qi

Invasion, invulnerability, but these can only make your enemies helpless against you, but they can't let you protect the people around you, I Buddha is compassionate. ā€œ

Xuanqing continued, "In addition to the other five factions of our temple, in recent years, masters have frequently appeared, and Lao Qu calculated the Amaterasu Buddha hexagram a few months ago, and it took thirty years of life. I know that there will be a great calamity in the world for decades or years. ā€

There was an uproar in the field, Amaterasu Buddha hexagram is the hexagram of the abbot of Jiuze Temple, but it will reduce a little longevity if it is not used once, the more longevity is the more complicated things are, the last time the Xuan Xuan reckoning Amaterasu Buddha hexagram was stolen from the temple Tibetan scripture pavilion book, and it was consumed for five days of longevity, but now it is a full thirty years, and it is only vague, you can think.

"Today, I teach a set of palm techniques, called the Heart Buddha Palm, a total of seven styles." Xuanqing slowly talked about the various essentials of the Heart Buddha Palm.

To cultivate this kind of kung fu, you must be able to use qi to generate energy, but Yi Yunkong has just started, and now he is already good with a little qi.

However, Yi Yunkong still paints the scoop according to the gourd, what Xuanqing does, he will follow the society, which can be regarded as decent.

Cheng Ming looked at Yi Yunkong, and nodded without nodding, this kid's understanding is still very good.

If you are a cultivator. Then Cheng Ming shook his head again and smiled bitterly.

Seeing Cheng Ming shaking his head, Yi Yunkong was shocked, Cheng Ming has always loved him, but today he shook his head at him, he felt that he was not doing well, so he became more serious.

"Yi Yunkong, come here." Xuan Qing said suddenly.

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes converged on Yi Yunkong, making Yi Yunkong uncomfortable.

He walked slowly to Xuanqing's side and said, "Master, what's wrong." ā€

Xuanqing said to the five or six hundred people in front of him: "Although Yi Yunkong has poor roots, he is serious, and it has only been a long time for Yi Yunkong to completely master the heart Buddha palm in one move." ā€

Yi Yunkong has a great understanding and understands Xuanqing's meaning, and before Xuanqing can speak, he plays the first form of the Heart Buddha Palm on the spot.

In a hidden place not far from the martial arts arena, a little fox probed his head and looked at Yi Yunkong in the field, which was very cute.

When Yi Yunkong hit the fourth palm, he suddenly realized the little fox in the hidden place, thinking about how the snow came, and at this moment, Yi Yunkong saw someone walking towards that place, it was the mountain

Outside the kitchen clearance.

He was in a hurry, not knowing what to do, and when his palms fell, he waved towards Ling Ningxue's dodge.

Ling Ningxue saw Yi Yunkong waving at her, and immediately realized that she had clear space.

She spun around in place, escaped into the land, and disappeared without a trace.

The scene in the field made Xuanqing and other five or six hundred people stunned, and the fourth type did not have this action, so some people couldn't help but start talking and mocking, and Xuanqing was also a little disappointed.

"That's why it's called good understanding?" Someone talked about it.

"Yes, if you don't make the action standard, forget it, you will still do it wrong." Another chimed in.

"Can't you make it, it's his comprehension that he understands, and he understands it himself? Hahaha. Jingkong saw that Yi Yunkong was ugly, and said sarcastically.

Yi Yunkong didn't care, and continued to perform the fifth, sixth, and seventh forms in one go.

Cheng Ming nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, it's just that the fourth form is a bit of a problem, you have to practice hard, and you can go down to the clouds." ā€

Xuan Qing glanced at Cheng Ming, and also nodded, except for the fourth palm, it was almost perfect, but the five or six hundred people in the audience still kept ridiculing.

Jingkong was unhappy in his heart, and said secretly: Cut, this bastard kid has also made him in the limelight.

The clear space was originally to go up the mountain to deliver food, and I didn't want to see this scene just right, so I was quite disdainful.

Yi Yunkong returned to the phalanx, glanced at the place where Ning Xue was hiding before, and made sure that he was gone, before he put his mind at ease and continued to listen carefully to Xuanqing's morning class.

After lunch, under the stunned gaze of everyone outside the mountain gate, Yi Yunkong walked into his meditation room with an extremely cute little girl and talked about it.

"Yi Yunkong doesn't want to stay in Jiuze Temple, how can he do such a thing?" One man pouted and said.

"It is said that this is what Abbot Xuanqing agreed." One of the people standing next to him is more gossipy on weekdays.

"I don't know what the abbot is thinking, so he broke Jiuze's rules." The man replied.

In the room, Yi Yunkong and Ling Ningxue sat on the bed, a little at a loss.

Because Yunkong is a disciple of the abbot, there was only one bed when he arranged the meditation room, and now that Ling Ningxue is here, naturally there is no place to rest.

"Brother, why don't I go back to the woods, it's fine." Ling Ningxue said weakly.

Yi Yunkong shook his head and said, "Ning Xue, just stay here, the woods are very dark, aren't you afraid." ā€

He stretched out his hand to stroke her head, and said, "Ning Xue, or let's squeeze it." ā€

Then he thought about it and said that it was not right, and added: "Ning Xue doesn't dislike me? ā€

"I won't dislike my brother." Ning Xue shook her head

She fell silent and did not speak, while Yi Yunkong waited quietly.

Ning Xue thought for a moment, and finally agreed, "Well, then listen to Brother Yunkong." ā€

Seeing that he agreed, Yi Yunkong danced happily in the room, and Ning Xue also giggled.

"Brother." Ning Xue suddenly shouted.

"Freezing snow, what's wrong?"

"From now on, I will never leave you alone again."

This was the first promise Ning Xue made to Yunkong.