Chapter 14: Listening to the Book
After the little monk drank the water, he stood up respectfully, folded his hands, bowed to Zhou Ning again, and said, "Amitabha, thank you to the donor." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Zhou Ning said with a smile: "Zixia said: The gentleman is respectful and has no loss, and is respectful and polite to others. All brothers in the four seas are also. It's right for everyone to take care of each other when they're out and about. β
The little monk was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little confused, and said, "This...... What the donor said is reasonable, but the little monk is in good shape. β
After saying that, he closed his eyes again, muttered the scriptures, and after a while, Zhou Ning heard a snoring sound, and looked up to see that the little monk had already fallen asleep on the table.
At this time, the blue-shirted old man on the stage knocked on the shocking wood and began to tell the story.
"The evening drum and the morning bell. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, upside down, how much do you know about the past. Yesterday and today, the face is old in the mirror. Millennial tune, a joke, a few people know. β
Zhou Ning was shocked when he heard it, a set poem is extraordinary, this old man is very strong.
The old man in the blue shirt took the tea handed over by the red-clothed little Lori, took a leisurely sip, and said: "Today, the old man wants to talk about an old story about the sword in Huashan eight years ago. β
"Huashan on the sword?" Zhou Ning's spirits perked up, he was worried that he had no place to understand the martial arts in this place, so he happened to listen to it from this old man.
The blue-shirted old man said leisurely: "As we all know, every ten years, at the top of Xiyue, there are five Void-Breaking level masters discussing swords in Huashan. Breaking the void means breaking the void. β
"It is said that on that day, Dugu sought defeat and the 'Heavenly Master' Sun En fought a decisive battle on the top of Huashan, and that Dugu sought defeat and was known as the sword demon, making it a set of shocking heaven-level swordsmanship, called 'Dugu Nine Swords', known as the ...... that can break the world."
Dugu's defeat is also coming......
Zhou Ning was dumbfounded when he heard this, and another strongman indiscriminately entered. This world ...... Sure enough, it's a rampaging world!
Before the blue-shirted old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a young scholar, who scolded with a smile: "According to what you say, isn't Dugu invincible in the world?" β
The blue-shirted old man shook his head and continued: "Besides, that Sun En is the first person in Taoism to be a disciple of Xianyun, and his skills are still above his teacher, and he created his own "Huangtian Dafa", inheriting the "Tao Te Ching" of Lao Tzu, the ancestor of Taoism, and then integrating the great achievements of the two Han Taoisms. Besides, the "Yellow Heaven Dafa", the initial level is to refine the mind, to refine the impure heart, to hold the emotion to go away, and the heart is empty. The second layer is to refine into the heart of concentration, refine the heart and qi, and the beginning of the divine work. The three-layer heart refining is the heart of heaven and earth, a yang comes and goes, refining the heart and invading the qi, and the entrance is completed. The four-layer refining of the heart of retreat, the entrance is suddenly revealed, and the qi is successful. The heart of the five-layer refining foundation, taking the hurdles and filling them out, accumulating gold into the abdomen, and getting tired of the Dan. The sixth layer refines the heart of sex, the jade liquid returns to the pill, from the acquired to the congenital, the blood turns into white paste, and the meaning is condensed into terracotta. The seven-layer refining of the nature that has been understood, with the existence of nothing, with the real to fill the void. The tiger is born into the water, the dragon comes out of the fire, the dragon and the tiger fight, cooking fiercely, and the whole body is open. With the congenital system and the day after tomorrow, life is one, and the Dharma is returned to the Dan Gong Method, and the seven returns are nine returns, so far there is a divine nature, and the Taoist heart will never waver. The eight layers of refining one's own heart, the heart is fixed and clear, so that the innate true qi in the body can be turned into a god, the god in the body, can swim outside, the spirit is moving, the movement is changing, the change is changing, out of the mind into a fixed state, not fascinated by the material environment, refining the heart into a god. β
The old man coughed, as if he was a little thirsty, and the little girl in red on the side obediently poured him a glass of water, picked it up and took a sip, and continued: "On that day, at the peak of Huashan, his 'Yellow Heaven Dafa' had reached the seventh realm, and he had reached the extremely high realm of refining and refining qi and refining qi and transforming gods. The two fought on the top of Mount Huashan for three days and three nights...... Dugu was finally superior in his skills, and narrowly defeated Sun En by half a move, but he was also too injured to fight again, and missed the first place in the world. β
The tone and frustration of his storytelling are quite fascinating, and Zhou Ning is also very absorbed in listening, and a middle-aged Taoist priest on the side said angrily: "What do you know about this old man? If it weren't for my brother that day......"
was about to continue, but was pulled by another Taoist priest, shook his head, and finally snorted angrily and did not continue.
The little girl picked up a plate and went down with a smile to ask the audience for money.
Zhou Ning smiled, took out a silver ingot of three taels from his arms, threw it into the little girl's plate, reached out and touched the little girl's head, and said, "What's the name of the little sister?" β
The little girl grinned, made a grimace at him again, and said, "My name is Sun Xiaohong, can the little brother take his hand away?" Xiaohong is a performer who doesn't sell herself. β
Zhou Ning took his hand back with a smile and knocked a shudder on Sun Xiaohong's head, this broken child is really going to heaven.
Sun Xiaohong covered her little head with tears in her eyes, snorted at him, stuck out her tongue, flicked her pigtails and walked to the other row to ask for money.
After Sun Xiaohong finished collecting the money, she left with the old man Sun.
The man who continued to tell the story on the stage was a middle-aged scholar with a scorched face and a Confucian robe, telling a story about the eighteen stick monks saving the King of Qin. Zhou Ning listened dispensably.
Coincidentally, there is also a King of Qin in this world, but what is surprising is that this King of Qin is not Li Shimin, but a king with a different surname in the southwest, called Ying Yiren, and coincidentally, he also has a son called Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng, naturally, there is no need to say that it is the emperor of the ages who created the great cause of shaking the past and the present.
In other words, at the southwestern end of the Sui Empire, a powerful Qin state had begun to take shape.
For this strange world, Zhou Ning has no power to complain, so he can only accept it silently.
At this time, the little monk next to him didn't know when he had woken up, picked up the water bowl, drank the rest of the water, closed it leisurely, and recited words in his mouth.
Zhou Ning glanced at the little monk and asked, "I see that the little master is walking vigorously, obviously has martial arts, how should I call it, in which treasure temple is he a monk?" β
The little monk stopped chanting the mantra, bowed slightly, and said, "Little monk Xuzhu, a monk in Shaolin Temple." β
Yes, the bamboo is also here......
Zhou Ningsheng waved at him without love, and stopped talking.
Xuzhu glanced at him a little blankly, thought for a while, and explained: "The sect benefactor learned that the little monk went down the mountain this time to pass on a letter to Gusu Murong, and it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that in recent years, there are many heroes and heroes in the martial arts who have died under the magic of Gusu Murong's 'way of doing what he does, and giving back to him'. The little monk's uncle, Master Xuanbei, passed away in the Dali National Body Ring Temple, I don't know if it has anything to do with the Sugu Murong family, and we are all suspicious from the abbot master down, so I ......
Zhou Ning said in his heart, this little monk is really as honest as the original book......
At this moment, someone next to him sighed, as if he was a little surprised, and asked, "Are you ...... You are...... Zhou Zhongdao? βγ