Gu Shaoxian's figure strode forward and came to the state guesthouse.

Zheng Zheng~~

The armor soldier guarding the door raised a long song: "Who is coming?" The State Guesthouse is an important place, and idlers are not allowed to trespass! ”

"Young man, don't get back quickly!"

The young armor soldier saw that Gu Shaoxing was just a young man, and frowned and reprimanded.

"I heard that today's saint summoned the world's grandmaster martial saint to compile the Taoist Martial Scripture at the State Guesthouse, and this is the reason for this!"

Gu Shaosheng said lightly.

Although his figure seemed to be only about ten years old, his bearing was different from that of mortals, and the armor soldiers looked at each other in some surprise.

Gollum~~

At this moment, a magnificent carriage came slowly.

"Phew!"

The carriage stopped, the coachman knelt on the ground, and a young man in a plain yellow brocade robe stepped down and came to the state guesthouse.

Behind him, a group of profound-looking forbidden army masters followed.

Whoa!

The faces of the soldiers changed, and they all knelt on the ground: "I have seen the Fourth Highness of the humble position!" ”

The compilation of Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures in the state guesthouse is highly valued by the current Emperor Yang Yunhe, and several of his princes have also come here to inspect.

This young man wearing a golden crown, wearing a plain yellow brocade robe, and holding a folding fan, named Yang Pan, is the fourth prince of today.

"What's going on?"

Although Yang Pan is only a teenager, he has a noble bearing and is calm and calm in his words.

The corner of his eye swept over Gu Shaoju, who was standing with his hands on one side, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

After surviving the thunder tribulation, Gu Shaosheng's temperament has not changed much, and he is still a teenager, Yang Pan naturally recognized that this young man was the young man he had seen in the palace that day and broke through the sky.

"Your Highness! This young man is here to compile the remnants of the Dao Sutra Martial Scripture, but ......."

When the armor man heard this, he didn't dare to slack off, and stepped forward and whispered.

"Well, stand down!"

Yang Pan swayed the folding fan in his hand, signaling that he knew.

"Yes!"

A group of soldiers got up and continued to patrol the State Guesthouse.

"Your Highness Yang Pan, what's your name?"

Yang Pan smiled and walked into Gu Shaoju.

"My name is Hong Xuanji!"

Gu Shao's eyes lit up slightly, and he replied lightly.

Yang Pan was only twelve or thirteen years old at this time, and his martial arts cultivation was no more than the level of an innate martial artist, although it was good in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Gu Shaoju's opinion, it was not worth mentioning at all.

"Hong Xuanji?"

Yang Pan had a smile on his face, he didn't care about Gu Shaoxing's coldness at all, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go to the State Guesthouse?" Just come with me! ”

Gu Shaosheng nodded slightly, and stepped into the state guesthouse with Yang Pan one after the other.

Among the state guesthouses, the area is not small, all of them are paved with white stones, rockeries are lined up, and the environment is beautiful.

The main hall in the middle is full of a hundred zhang square, in the main hall, a group of people sit upright, countless servants carry the classics, busy non-stop.

When Yang Pan and Gu Shaosheng walked into the main hall, in the middle of the hall, two people moved slightly, and raised their heads at the same time.

One of them was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a gloomy face, a face like a heavy jujube, and a black robe.

The other is a middle-aged man in a monk's robe, although the man is wearing a monk's robe, he has neither a ring scar nor a bald head, and his short and fine hair stands up like a steel needle.

The middle-aged man's eyebrows were condensed, and his body was extremely restrained, but he still had a feeling that could not be ignored like the great sun.

No matter how many people are in the crowd, they will see him for the first time!

"Fighting Buddha and Printing the Moon!"

Gu Shao's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at the middle-aged monk sitting in the middle of the hall, and he knew it in his heart.

The middle-aged monk must be the first immortal of the Great Zen Temple, Dou Buddha Yinyue.

Although he only has the cultivation of the early stage of the human immortal, his body is now like a scripture, and he is masculine in blood, even if he faces the Dream God Machine, he dares to fight!

"I've seen the Fourth Highness!"

A group of servants in the hall knelt on the ground, and the masters of the two monks and Taoists also bowed slightly.

"Masters, don't be polite."

Yang Pan smiled and asked the group to wait to get up.

"Xuanji, let me introduce you."

Although Yang Pan is young, he has his own bearing, and he introduced Hong Xuanji with a smile.

First of all, Yang Pan looked at the Yinyue monk in the middle of the hall: "This is the elder of the six holy places in the world, the Zhongzhou Great Chan Temple, and the Yinyue Master!" ”

"Hong Xuanji has seen Master Yinyue!"

Gu Shaosheng's face remained unchanged, and he bowed his hand slightly.

"Your Highness, little friend!"

Monk Yinyue's face remained unchanged, but he nodded lightly.

Gu Shaoxing's concealment skills are excellent, and the moment he stepped into the main hall, he hid his strength, even if Yin Yue was only shocked in his heart, and when he looked at it later, he didn't find anything.

Therefore, in his opinion, Gu Shaosheng is just a young man with good talents.

"The world is like this!"

Gu Shaosheng's eyes drooped, covering the divine light in his eyes.

In his induction, Yin Yue sat upright on the chair, with the momentum of the big Buddha sitting upright in the temple, and in the infinite domineering, it showed infinite compassion.

In his body, he could faintly feel a domineering aura of the strongest and most holy.

Around him, several young monks at the level of the great master of the Great Chan Temple were silent and silently wrote some martial arts knowledge.

After that, Yang Pan introduced the middle-aged Taoist priest in a black Taoist robe to Gu Shaosheng: "This is the True Immortal of Fang Immortal Dao, Elder Xiao!" ”

"Fourth Highness!"

The Taoist priest stood tall and straight, bowed his head lightly, and bowed his hand to Yang Pan, not looking at Gu Shaoxing.

In the hall, he and Yin Yue were the principals in charge of the compilation of the Daojing and Wujing, and the two of them were one south and one north, and they were distinct, and they didn't even say a word to each other.

Gu Shaoxing shook his head slightly, his face was as usual.

This Daoist Xiao, Gu Shaosheng recognized it, it was a ghost immortal who had taken refuge in Daqian's Fang Immortal Dao Elder and had survived a thunder tribulation.

Cultivation is reluctant, but it is arrogant.

It is said that when he first became a ghost and immortal, he once provoked the monk Yinyue, and Yinyue just roared, and drank his soul out of the body, almost scattered, and disappeared between heaven and earth forever.

Since then, I have been deeply ashamed, if it weren't for Emperor Qian's promise of many benefits, I guess I wouldn't have come out to be in the same room with Yin Yue.

On his side, there were the three ghosts and immortals to whom Da Qian belonged, as well as a group of possessed and manifested Taoist cultivators.

It seems that there are a lot of people, but in fact, they should not be the Yinyue monk.

The true transmission of Taoism in the past dynasties of Taishang Dao only has the Taoist master and the holy woman, and the rest of the people can only cultivate their fur, and there are only a few small fish and shrimp who come, not to mention ghosts and immortals, and even the possession realm is only one person.

"Your Highness, come and take a look, the compilation of the Dao Sutra has eyebrows!"

Elder Xiao smiled faintly, looked at Yang Pan and said.

He Fang Xiandao is attached to Daqian, which is naturally different from Dachan Temple, and he also attaches more importance to Yang Pan, so he naturally has to report the progress at this time.

"Your Highness will go by himself."

Gu Shaoju's face was as usual, and he walked towards the location of the Great Zen Temple.

Although Daqian summoned the world's masters to jointly compile the Taoist and martial arts, in fact, except for a few major sects, there were not a few scattered cultivators in the main hall.

Most of the documents are sorted out in other rooms of the state guesthouse, and in this hall, there are only the heads of sects such as the Great Zen Temple.

With Gu Shaoxing's divine sense, in the entire state guesthouse, there are more than 10,000 people practicing martial arts and Taoism, although there are not many masters, their scale is also very large.

Stampede~~

Gu Shaoxing walked in steps.

The monks of the Great Chan Temple did not pay attention to it, and compiled the martial scriptures by themselves, sorted out all the martial arts materials, and finally handed them over to Yinyue.

On the table in front of Monk Yinyue, hundreds of books were already thickly piled up.

"Martial arts?"

Gu Shaoxuan didn't care about the coercion of Monk Yinyue at all, and sat directly opposite him, unceremoniously picking up the thick volume of martial arts scriptures in front of him.

At the beginning of the martial arts, it is said that the ultimate martial arts is to strengthen the body, transcend life and death, and never kill and be strong. The world is like a sea of suffering, and the flesh is like a raft across the sea. If the body is strong, it can carry people to the other side of the bitter sea.

Looking at it again, he found that it was the same as what he knew, and the cultivation of martial arts was divided into seven levels: flesh training, tendon training, membrane training, bone training, visceral training, marrow training, and blood exchange martial saint.

As for the human immortals on it, one trick can reach a hundred tricks, the essence of fist intent, flesh and blood are derived, ever-changing, and there is naturally no way to smash the vacuum.

On top of this martial scripture, it is just a detailed introduction to the martial arts system, and even a few enemies are also introduced in detail, and the effort spent is really not small.

"Xiaoyou's martial arts cultivation is already close to the cultivation of the great grandmaster, but I don't know, which martial saint to learn from?"

Yin Yue's eyes flickered slightly, her face smiled, and she said lightly.

"The master must not recognize the master!"

Gu Shaosheng put down the martial arts scripture in his hand and replied.

"The martial saints of the world, ghosts and immortals, but there are no monks I don't know."

Yin Yue shook her head.

He is the first master of martial arts in the contemporary Dazen Temple, and he has never fought against many strong enemies in his life.

Although he is a person in Buddhism, he has not changed his fighting spirit, entered the temple for more than 40 years, turned to the north and south, competed with others everywhere, and finally achieved the immortal position, the prestige of the sheng, known as the first martial arts in the world.

Naturally, I don't believe it, there are still masters in the world that he doesn't know.

"Huh!"

Gu Shaosheng was noncommittal, but asked: "Martial arts practice, the martial saint is just the foundation, but I don't know, the cultivation above the human immortals, can the master teach me?" ”

"The compilation of the martial scriptures is only aimed at enhancing the combat power of the Great Cadre army, how can the way of immortals be passed on lightly."

Yin Yue's face was indifferent, and she looked directly at Gu Shao and said: "There are people in my temple who are above the cultivation of immortals, if you want to know, you can enter the door wall of my Great Zen Temple!" ”

"I wonder if there is any other way to look at the present world?"

Gu Shaoju's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop and asked curiously.

As his fingers flicked, the qi and blood in his body, which was as vast as mountains and seas, vibrated slightly, revealing in front of Yin Yue's eyes.

"Haha!"

Yin Yue let out a long laugh, and the entire hall trembled slightly.

"Little boy, if you want to watch the present life of my Great Zen Temple, then there is another way!"

Yin Yue said word by word in the astonished gaze of the others in the main hall: "Win me!" ”