Three days later, at dusk, in a forest dozens of miles north of Dali City, Ji Ning blocked the way of the two people.

One of them was wearing a yellow monk's robe, less than 50 years old, cloth clothes and shoes, his face was radiant, faintly like a treasure flowing, like a pearl and jade, naturally shining.

This person was carrying a handsome and young man in his hand, who was Duan Yu, the son of the southern king of Dali Guozhen.

"This benefactor blocked the path of the poor monk, I don't know what advice he has?"

Tubo National Teacher Dalun Ming King Jiu Mo Zhi single palm together, humble speech, polite. Although he is doing kidnapping at the moment, he still does not lose the demeanor of a virtuous monk.

Ji Ning bowed his hand and said: "The heir of the free family, I have come to take back the 'Little Wuxianggong', and please don't blame the master." ”

After hearing this, Gu Mozhi was shocked in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged, calm as usual, his left index finger tapped Duan Yu's "sleeping point", and then sent the person aside, and said, "Donor, please!" ”

Before the words fell, Gu Mozhi's figure was slightly sideways, the sleeves of his robe were waved, and his palms pierced out from the bottom of his sleeves, slashing towards Ji Ning like a knife.

The power of his palm is called the "Flame Knife", although it is ethereal and unpredictable, it can kill people invisibly, which is really powerful.

Ji Ning stepped on Ling Bo's slight steps, and as soon as his body moved, he had already circled behind Gu Mozhi, and the sword in his right hand pointed out, and with a sharp air flow like a sword, he attacked forward.

Gu Mozhi was not in a hurry, and with a flick of the sleeve of his right hand, he threw it behind him, which was one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and he was able to subdue the demons in his robe.

The fingers and sleeves struck each other, Gu Mozhi's sleeve power was wide, but Ji Ning's finger was concentrated and condensed, only the sound of "snorting" was heard, and the two forces stirred each other, and suddenly there seemed to be dozens of gray butterflies flying up and down in the woods.

"The donor is so profound." Kumachi turned around and exclaimed with a bare arm.

Many of the gray butterflies from before were melted by the sleeves of his clothes. The two of them are inwardly excited, how can the sleeves of the monk's robe withstand it? It was torn to pieces.

As he spoke, he gently grabbed his thumb and forefinger as if holding a flower, smiling, and flicked the five fingers of his left hand.

I saw that his fingers were extremely soft, and every time his left hand popped out, it was like he wanted to bounce off the dew on the flowers in his right hand, but he was afraid of shaking off the petals, and his face was always kind and smiling, which seemed to be deeply understanding.

This is one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, the flower finger.

According to the legend of Zen Buddhism, Shakyamuni said the Dharma at the Lingshan Meeting, and the golden Polo flowers in his hand were displayed all over the people, and everyone was silent, only the Venerable Ka Ye smiled.

Shakyamuni knew that the Buddha had comprehended the Dharma, so he said, "I have the Dharma-Hidden Eye, the Nirvana Dharma, the reality without appearance, the subtle Dharma, no writing, no teaching. Instructed Mahakalpa. ”

Zen Buddhism takes the epiphany as the first major event, Shaolin Temple belongs to Zen Buddhism, and there should be no special study of this "flower finger".

In the woods, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the fingers are breaking through the air.

Ji Ning runs Xuangong, and the sea of clouds in the dantian is agitated, and every move and style contains the power of ten thousand jun, and it is difficult to do it.

And what makes Gu Mozhi feel even more uncomfortable is the kind of general trend contained in the Sky Divine Sword Technique, covering the sky and the earth, there is no escape, there is no escape!

Ji Ning became more and more courageous the more he fought, and many of the things in the Firmament Divine Sword Technique that he didn't understand were suddenly cleared up in the fierce battle.

Gu Mozhi is a perfect whetstone, his strength is stronger than Ji Ning, and he has rich experience, but his light skills are not as good as Ling Bo Weibu, whether it is a flame knife, or a Shaolin seventy-two stunt, if he can't hit the opponent, everything is empty.

As time passed, darkness gradually enveloped the land, and Ji Ning lost the mind to continue fighting.

At this time, Gu Mozhi slashed at the sharp "Flame Knife", Ji Ning did not dodge as before, did not retreat but advanced, blocked this knife with his body protection strength, and grabbed Gu Mozhi's arms with both hands, and then used the Northern Spiritual Skill with all his might.

Gu Mozhi was caught off guard, and immediately felt that his internal force was like a river rushing, pouring thousands of miles. Especially the internal force he cultivated with "Little Wuxianggong" is like a slut meeting a macho man, and he takes the initiative to pounce.

After a few breaths, Gu Mozhi fell to the ground with a sour body, looked at Ji Ning with empty eyes, and said: "This is not the Dafa of the old monster of Xingzhu Haiding, and I hope that the donor can tell the old man that although he dies, he has no regrets." ”

"Loose and authentic, Northern Shengong." Ji Ning replied.

Gu Mozhi was silent, and after a while, he sighed and said: "Although the old man is in Buddhism, his competitive heart is more prosperous than ordinary people, today's fruit, yesterday's cause."

Alas, greed, hatred, and ignorance are three poisons, none of which are exempt, but they claim to be high monks, pay tribute to themselves and are slow, and they are not ashamed, and they will enter the infernal hell after the end of their lives, and they will not be reborn in ten thousand catastrophes. ”

He sat on the ground and suddenly saved: "If you come to teach the Buddha, the first thing is to be greedy, to love, to take, and to entangle, so that you can have the hope of liberation." But none of them could go, and the chains of fame and sharpness bound me tightly.

Today's martial arts are all lost, but do you know that it is not Shakyamuni who enlightened me and made me change my evil and return to righteousness, so that I can be pure and liberated? ”

Looking back on what he had done over the past decades, the sweat on his forehead was dripping with shame and sadness.

He was originally a man of great wisdom and wisdom, and his Buddhist cultivation was also very profound, just because he practiced martial arts, his competitive heart grew stronger, and his heart towards the Buddha faded, and he went astray without knowing it.

"Thank you, donor." Kumachi struggled to his feet, bowed and said.

Ji Ning returned the salute and said, "Congratulations, is the master going back to Tubo next?" ”

Kumazhi said: "I want to return to the place where I came, but it is not necessarily the country of Tibet. The old man will be uncertain in the future, and he will be at peace with what happens. The place of peace of mind is the place of peace of mind. ”

This time, Kuma Zhi was enlightened, and finally really became a generation of monks, and then widely translated the Tianzhu Buddhist scriptures into Tibetan, promoting Buddhism, and saving countless people.

After that, Tianzhu Buddhism declined, and the three Tibetans of the scriptures and laws were scattered and lost in annihilation, but they were still preserved a lot in Tibet.

After Ji Ning watched Gu Mozhi leave, he began to reconcile and transform the internal force in the "Jizhong Tianchi", Gu Mozhi's strength was similar to Duan Yanqing's, but it was much inferior in terms of refinement and purity.

After going through the whirlpool of the bitter sea, he finally had nearly thirty years of pure power, which turned into clouds and merged into the sea of clouds.

The water came naturally, and the second layer of the sea of clouds was smoothly formed.

Ji Ning looked at the dantian inward, only to see that above the bitter sea, the third layer of the sea of clouds had also taken shape, and the clouds and qi that had been transformed by the pure power of nearly twenty years were gathered and dispersed, and they were ever-changing.

Then, he opened his eyes, and with a turn of his head, he saw Duan Yu in a coma.

Ji Ning walked over, helped Duan Yu up, and then tentatively infused a True Qi into his body.

A suction force came from Duan Yu's body, immediately devouring that true qi.