Yang Ning smiled and let the little monk of Zhenming pass on the scriptures, the little monk was also real, and passed the Qing scriptures to Yang Ning, Yang Ning only felt that the pure mantra was very awkward, and the number of words in the mantra was not much, the little monk of Zhenming said it several times in a row, and asked Yang Ning to recite it, so that in less than an hour, Yang Ning had barely memorized it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Ning thought that this heart method should be learned, it was not an easy thing, who knew that the little monk of Zhenming waited for Yang Ning to remember the Qing Jing heart method, and did not delay, and immediately taught Yang Ning the method of breathing luck in accordance with the Qing Sutra, and Yang Ning knew how to follow the Qing Jing method to luck in less than an hour.

He knows the Liuhe Divine Skill, although he was a little ignorant before, but after all, he used the Liuhe Divine Skill to absorb the ability of others in times of crisis, and personally experienced the feeling of true qi circulating in the meridians.

According to what the little monk of Zhenming said, although the pure old monk instructed not to pass on the Qing Sutra, the Qing Sutra itself is not difficult to learn, but it is the basic martial arts scripture for practicing qi.

Yang Ning now also knows that if the body has no true qi, it is like martial arts without a soul.

If martial arts moves are like forms, then true qi is the soul, and martial arts without soul, like walking corpses, no matter how clever they are, they are extremely stiff.

But with the soul, then no matter what martial arts are learned, the fusion of true qi and martial arts moves is like if the form and soul are one, and the power is greatly enhanced.

According to what the little monk of Zhenming said, the Qing Sutra, like most of the true qi and heart methods, can transform the breath between heaven and earth into the true qi of the human body through cultivation, and the true qi that is refined will be stored in the dantian of the human body, but it is not easy to refine the breath between heaven and earth into pure true qi.

Although Yang Ning learned the luck method of the Qing Sutra in a short period of time, under the guidance of the little monk of Zhenming, he did introduce a trace of breath into his body, but the breath that entered only penetrated into the veins for a short time, and then disappeared without a trace, far away from the dantian.

"Senior Brother Ning, don't worry." The little monk of Zhenming saw that Yang Ning was a little frustrated, and comforted: "You are learning today, it is not easy to know how to be lucky, the essence of the Qing Sutra, in a 'Qing' word, to be as calm as water, pure and peaceful, perseverance, in order to gradually feel the breath into the body, over time, you can be able to breathe in the body, this is not in a hurry." ”

He is serious, although he is young, but he speaks in an old-fashioned manner.

Yang Ning couldn't help but ask, "How long did it take you to be able to hoard True Qi?" ”

The little monk Zhenming thought about it and said honestly: "The little monk spent more than three months, which is very stupid. ”

"It turned out that it took you three months too." Yang Ning said: "In this way, if there are no ten days and eight days, I am afraid I will not be able to do it." ”

The little monk Zhenming looked up at the sky and said, "Senior Brother Ning, it's time for dinner, the little monk goes to Wugutang to eat, you ......!" ”

Yang Ning got up and said, "I'll go with you, if you bring so much food like noon, I'm afraid that when your master comes back, both of us will starve to death here." ”

The little monk of Zhenming hesitated: "It's just that if you go, the senior brother of Wugutang may not give more." He added: "The master will come back soon, and the little monk will be hungry for a few days, and he should not die." ”

Yang Ning thought to himself, you little bald donkey really don't have a sense of humor.

The little monk of Zhenming did not stop it, but just let Yang Ning change into a monk's robe, which was prepared in advance, although Yang Ning felt that it was nondescript to wear a monk's robe, but the little monk of Zhenming said that this was the rule of the temple, and repeatedly persuaded Yang Ning to be afraid of a stiff quarrel with this little monk, and the little monk wanted to "punish" himself again, so he could only change into a monk's robe first, and after wearing it, it would fit.

The two walked down the narrow road, the road twisted and circled, Yang Ning looked around, only to see that the mountains were shaped like dragons, the mountains were steep, winding and undulating, among the mountains, there were also many lakes and springs, mountains, water, temples were integrated, majestic and magnificent, magnificent, the sun was setting, shining on the mountain rocks, it was purple shale, the sun shone on it, it would reflect the golden light.

The Great Light Temple is not a whole temple, the attic halls are scattered everywhere, there are pontoon bridges suspended in many places, the little monk of the True Ming Dynasty knows that Yang Ning is a newcomer, but also patiently explained, Yang Ning soon knew that this Great Light has a total of three pavilions, five floors, seven halls and eighteen halls, the scale is large, and the construction is exquisite and ingenious.

Wugutang is one of the eighteen halls, located between the North Peak and the peak of Tianbao Mountain.

After walking for a long time, Yang Ning was a little bored in his heart, secretly thinking that it was really not easy to be a monk in Daguang Temple, and it would take a long time to go back and forth after a meal.

Wugu Hall is the dining place of the monks of the whole temple, so the area is very large, when the two arrived, only to see the open space outside the Wugu Hall, there have been hundreds of people lined up in a long line, the little monk of Zhenming took Yang Ning to line up behind one of the teams, Yang Ning thought that he had hair like himself but wearing a monk's robe would attract attention, when he arrived here, he found that he was not a person like himself, in the team, he had seen five or six people like himself Although wearing monk's robes, they all had long hair, and the monks did not care.

There are still twenty or thirty people in front, and Yang Ning can't take his turn for a while, Yang Ning can't help but think of the school life back then, and he is also queuing up to eat, not wanting to wait in line here after many years, he is still in the name of the son of the brocade cloth.

At this moment, I heard footsteps from behind, and I saw four or five monks in monk's robes, each carrying a wooden barrel in their hands, walking briskly.

These monks are obviously different from other monks, most of the monks in the Daguang Temple are gray and white monks' robes, but the monks' robes are slightly yellow, and there are yellow belts around their waists, whether it is on the arms or ankles, they are tied with belts, and the walking speed is extremely fast, in fact, it is also very different from the ordinary monks.

Seeing this, Yang Ning thought that it seemed that these monks were working in this Wugu Hall, and they were responsible for the logistics of the Great Bright Temple.

After waiting for a while, there were still more than ten people in front, and many people lined up in the back, and in the square in front of Wugu Hall, although there were many people, no one spoke, and it seemed very quiet.

At this time, Yang Ning saw the yellow-belted monks coming out of the Wugu Hall, steaming in the wooden barrel, one of them happened to walk past Yang Ning, Yang Ning glanced at it, only to see that the wooden barrel contained more than half a bucket of fried bamboo shoots, the craftsmanship was good, the fragrance of bamboo shoots wafted over, so that Yang Ning, who had not eaten enough at noon, had a great appetite.

The yellow-belted monk saw Yang Ning looking at the barrel, glanced at Yang Ning, frowned, and snorted coldly, Yang Ning was stunned, and had already seen the yellow-belted monk hurrying away with his companion.

Looking at the proud look of the yellow-belted monk just now, it seemed to be superior, Yang Ning was very unhappy, and couldn't help but raise his hand and pat the shoulder of the little monk Zhenming in front of him, and asked, "Little senior brother, what are those guys doing?" Why don't you line up with everyone? ”

The little monk shook his head and did not speak.

Yang Ning was not bored in his heart, and waited for a while, then it was the turn of the little monk of Zhenming, only to see that the one who was cooking was a fat monk, with a face full of meat, he looked up at the little monk of Zhenming, took a big spoon, and only added a small half bowl to the bowl of the little monk of Zhenming, and put a few green vegetables at random, and then signaled Yang Ning to step forward.

Yang Ning frowned and said to the fat monk, "I said..... Senior brother, are you ordering too little food? Still don't let him eat? ”

His voice was not too loud, but it still attracted the attention of many people, and some people looked up.

The little monk of Zhenming was very cautious, pulled Yang Ning's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Enough!" Motioned to Yang Ning not to say more.

Yang Ning's face was not good, he stepped forward, put the rice bowl on the windowsill, he specially picked a slightly larger bowl over, the fat monk scooped a very small piece of rice ball, beat two green vegetables on it, waved a big spoon, and signaled Yang Ning to leave.

Yang Ning put his arms on his chest, and he didn't take the bowl, but just looked straight at the fat monk.

Seeing this, the fat monk said in a rough voice: "Don't dodge yet, do the people behind you still want to eat?" ”

"The people in the back are not in a hurry to eat or not, let me ask you, what do you mean by this?" Yang Ning stretched out his hand and pointed to the rice bowl, "I looked at other people just now, some of them were full of bowls, and the bowls were piled up like mountains, and I didn't even have half a bowl of food here, I have a lot of food, you can add more." ”

The fat monk sneered: "You don't want to eat? ”

Yang Ning said: "Naturally, I want to eat, but this is not enough, add a little more." ”

The fat monk put down the big spoon, crossed his arms, looked Yang Ning up and down a few times, and asked, "You just went up the mountain?" ”

"When I go up the mountain, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." Yang Ning said: "I'm here to eat, and I can't get enough for this meal." ”

"When will it be your turn to decide Wugutang?" The fat monk said coldly: "If you like to eat or not, if you don't eat, get out now." ”

Yang Ning said angrily: "You are a monk, can you speak politely?" My request is not excessive, since you are in charge of the Five Grains Hall, you should let people have enough to eat. ”

"Less nonsense." The fat monk raised his hand and pointed at Yang Ning: "Are you leaving?" Up to now, no one has dared to spread wild here. ”

"I'm sorry, no one dared to speak before, I didn't want to deal with you, but I have a bad temper." Yang Ning sneered: "The Buddha said that all beings are equal, you are a disciple of Buddhism, what are you doing?" Some people can't eat all the things in their bowls, and some people can't even fill their bellies, is this the equality of all beings? ”

Seeing this, the little monk of Zhenming hurriedly came over and said to the fat monk: "Senior brother, this is Senior Brother Ning who has just gone up the mountain, and he doesn't know the rules of the temple yet, you ......!" ”

"When I get to Wugutang, I don't have any part for him to speak." The fat monk interrupted: "He's your junior brother?" Oh, that's the new apprentice of the pure master? You two listen, don't talk about today, from now on, every meal will be like this, if you don't accept it, just say it. ”

At this moment, I heard someone on the side: "Who is making noise here?" In the middle of the voice, a tall monk in his thirties walked over, with a thin face and a cold gaze.

"Senior Brother Magabe!" The little monk Zhenming hurriedly said: "This is Senior Brother Ning, he ......!" ”

Senior Brother Zhenbi raised his hand to stop the little monk Zhenming's words, looked at Yang Ning's eyes, and asked, "Are you making trouble here?" ”

"Troublemaker?" Yang Ning also stared at Senior Brother Zhenbi, "You misunderstood, I came to eat, someone was unfair, so I want to speak, it's that simple, I don't know if it's a trouble." ”

But I saw that Senior Brother Zhenbi glanced at Yang Ning's rice bowl, sneered, and waved his hand, and the dinner had fallen to the ground, broken into several pieces, and the few meals in it were also spilled.