The moonlight fades and the stars dim!

The war in the courtyard was temporarily extinguished with the sudden conflict. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw that Lu Lulu and Mo Chongyang had a tacit understanding to temporarily stop and separate the two corners of the yard.

The group of heroes looked down at the two of them, only to see that Lu Lulu's body was stained with blood, and there were only a few sword marks on his body, but Mo Chongyang had a blue nose and swollen face, and he was embarrassed, and he could see at a glance that the two were superior. However, Mo Chongyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at the little monk fiercely, if it weren't for the interference of the little monk's Fanli just now, he would not have been so embarrassed.

Everyone looked at the two who broke in, and they were actually two monks who were not very old. One of them is tall, with clear eyebrows and a beautiful tiger's back, and the other has a slender body, and he is still a small novice.

The latter rushed to the warrior monk who rushed back from the Turks, he squinted at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old little monk opposite, showed a displeased expression, and said: "It's you this little calf again, it's rare that your master didn't tell you that it is a very immoral thing to meddle in the duel of others?" Come on! Let's weigh and weigh with the poor monks! ”

The little monk clasped his palms together and said softly: "Amitabha, Uncle Zhang is so heavy, he is worthy of being the most heroic warrior monk in Shaolin for thousands of years." Uncle Zhang, you threw spears all the way as a board, stepped on the spears and threw the spears, and rushed from the Turks to Luoyang within two hours, which is really admirable. ”

"Hey, you actually know that I came from the Turks." The warrior monk looked surprised.

"It's just that I know this Aguschwaria." The little monk said.

Aguschwaria? The little monk's voice fell, and the group only felt that the name was a little familiar, and they couldn't remember it for a while. Those who already knew the provenance of Agushuaa poked their heads out to examine the spear, but it was difficult to see it for a moment in the night. Some of them are so powerful that they can see through the night and feel unbelievable and unacceptable.

At this time, I heard the little monk say again: "It's just Uncle Zhang, you have been running like this for two hours, I don't know how much strength you have left?" ”

"It's enough to hit you all over the ground looking for teeth." The warrior monk smiled hideously: "How can an evil way like you who practices qi understand the subtleties of the true Buddha and martial arts?" ”

The little monk sighed and said: "Uncle Zhang, Buddhism is boundless, martial arts is boundless, qi practice and national art are all part of Buddhist practice. ”

"Cut! You crooked ways are all that is left with one mouth. What Buddhism is boundless, martial arts is endless, everything in the world continues, and so do gods and Buddhas. The so-called boundlessness is just a lack of cultivation and inability to reach the limit. The warrior monk sneered: "In that case, you and I will have a three-move appointment." Three moves, let me let you know, national arts, qi training, who is the authentic Buddha and martial arts. ”

"Helpless!" The little monk lamented again, folded his hands and said, "That's it! The little monk can only learn Shaolin Xuanwu and lead his brother's Shaolin Zen martial arts. ”

"Well said!" The warrior monk smiled hideously, "That's how happy." ”

The little monk is like a bodhisattva with low eyebrows, the swastika Sanskrit power is born from the feet, and he sees the qi walking with the strength, the strength is born with the qi, the Sanskrit sound is faintly sung, and the Dharma is revealed, as if every wisp of true qi contains a piece of Dharma, and every wisp of Dharma is condensed into a wisp of true qi. It is the Xuanwu way of interpreting the Dharma with the Xuanfa and condensing the Xuandao with the Dharma.

I only heard the little monk say: "Since this is the case, please ask Senior Brother Zhang to show his real skills!" It's just a fantasy killer, I'm afraid I can't go through the three under me. ”

The warrior monk smiled, and suddenly shouted, "Then you can watch it!" Three moves, I also cried and shouted mother! ”

I saw that his hands were clenched, and the green tendons rose suddenly, like the continuous agitation of the lines, and the wisps of blood appeared, and they turned into a huge mandala flower. I saw that among the mandala flowers, the hideous-looking King Fudo Ming was hidden behind the lines, as if he was dancing vigorously.

Seeing this, the little monk couldn't help but take a deep breath and look at him in surprise. Just listen to the warrior monk's green tendons twisting layer by layer, as if the world is spinning, the deepest part of the mandala pattern, the immovable king dances as he wishes, as if the cycle of the three realms and six realms is bound in it, turning into an incredible force.

It is the famous Buddhist forbidden form in the Babel Tower: the Tibetan realm mandala.

In the Tibetan realm, in the Babel Tower, how many Buddhas ask for but can't, and the forbidden law that cannot be cultivated is known as one of the most difficult tricks in Buddhism. But I didn't think that a warrior monk who had nothing to do with Buddhism at all would twist his own blood vessels with his own strength and weave it, how ironic it was. What's even more ironic is that he is an enhanced fantasy killer, a contractor who should be completely insulated from the technique and even the true qi, and his hole card is actually the most unlikely technique.

The unimaginable power suddenly came into being, the warrior monk's palms were put together, and the uncast power turned into Zen Wu Danjin, and Danjin turned into a flick of his fingers.

With Zen as the meaning, with the intention of martial arts, martial arts return to Zen, with Zen to promote martial arts, with martial arts to interpret Zen Taoism, Zen is martial arts, martial arts is Zen, Zen and martial arts unity, Brahman and I are two, it is the highest level of Zen martial arts of Buddhism, but also the supreme realm of national art to break the void, see God is not bad.

I saw the warrior monk's middle finger flick, and a cold light pierced the pillar in the distance, only to hear the warrior monk endure the continuous explosion of power in his body, and his face was extremely hideous behind the pillar, and said: "As for you, get out of here!" Buddha, what I hate the most is you, a villain with a hidden head and tail. ”

"Oops! was discovered. With a chuckle, I only heard the Qingyin Xuan singing, and the silk and bamboo chanted softly, and I saw an elegant young man in a blue robe, slowly walking out from behind the pillar. He slowly stretched out his right hand, his right fingers together, and a copper plate between his fingers. The blue-robed young man threw the copper plate in his hand to a warrior monk and said, "Thank you for your copper plate, it's just that a gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way, and he really has no shame to suffer from this 'food that comes'." ”

The blue-robed young man walked slowly, his pale blue breath slowly emerged, and the pressure was still transported out like the sky, forcing the two monks to look at him vigilantly. In an instant, the blue-robed young man was already side by side with Mo Chongyang's figure, faintly forming horns with each other. Mo Chongyang's hand lightly turned into a circle, and the true yuan repeatedly flowed between the meridians, slightly dispelling his injuries and pain, he still stared at Lu Lulu, and said in his mouth: "Su Wen, thank you." ”

The blue-robed young man Su Wen shook his head and sighed and said, "You have such a temperament, sooner or later I will kill you." ”

"Where the temperament goes, the excitement returns, and the heart dies, where is the death." Mo Chongyang said indifferently.

"That's it!" Su Wen said: "I can't persuade you either. I just hope you don't regret it in the future. ”

"Whether I will regret it in the future, I don't know. But I know, you're in trouble. Mo Chongyang held his sword and chuckled: "How is it?" Do you need me to help you get rid of it? ”

As soon as Mo Chongyang's voice fell, he saw a vigorous aura suddenly emerge, and a figure fell into the courtyard with vigorous and huge energy. The vigorous force impacted the entire courtyard, and scraped off another layer of the courtyard ground, revealing a Confucian in a brocade robe. This Confucian is also very young, but a spontaneous righteousness makes him show his majestic position, and he holds the ring ruler lightly in his hand, but it seems to hold half of the river. When Su Wen saw him, he immediately patted his head and smiled at Mo Chongyang: "Sure enough, it's really troublesome, I can't help you much next." ”

When the Confucian saw Su Wen ignoring his talking and laughing, he suddenly showed a look of dismay, and said coldly: "Su Wen, it's just that I haven't seen you for a few days, have you already been a little humble and humble?" When he saw this order, he didn't even say hello without saying hello. I don't know how Deacon Qiu usually teaches you? No courtesy at all! ”

Su Wen suddenly pursed his lips and laughed, he waved his hand lightly, and there was an extra folding fan in his hand. I only heard Su Wen say: "I thought that Wang Zhiling needed to make me kneel and bow, but it turned out that I just bowed." ”

Su Wen looked Confucius up and down, smacked his lips and said, "This is beyond my expectations." Is there a time when Wang Deacon's order is reduced? Where did the immortal power of the Baixi Festival go? ”

"Where does he have any immortal power, the fox is just a fake tiger." Mo Chongyang said casually: "Here Jiwu Confucianism supports him, if you are not honest, it is rare to wait to be beaten?" ”

"Yes." Su Wen smiled, "That makes sense. ”

"You! Su Wen, as the chief of Bailu Academy, actually has no respect for his superiors, and he has completely forgotten the rules and regulations of etiquette and rules, which is really bold! The Confucian suddenly trembled with anger.

Su Wen gently opened the folding fan and said with a cold low smile: "Wang Chuan! Wang Chuan! Why do you want to provoke me? This is not a place to fight, nor is it a courtyard of Confucianism in Baixi. There, for the sake of you and me, who are classmates of Bailu Academy, and you are my senior, I will leave you three points of thin noodles. But if you really feel that your so-called rules of etiquette can still be useful here, then don't blame me for laughing at you stupid. ”

"You...... Su Wen? Wang Chuan said angrily: "Since ancient times, the princes of heaven and earth should be different, respect and humility must be orderly, three outlines and five constants, this is the principle of heaven. Confucianism respects etiquette, and I am not only a Confucian deacon, but also your teacher. If you are so disobedient to your teacher, you are a great rebel, do you want to betray Confucianism? ”

"Betraying Confucianism?" Su Wen sneered, "Confucianism and Taoism are headed by benevolence, and the way of Confucianism is the way of benevolence." You still come from modern times, replacing Confucianism with etiquette, and you can say this kind of bad words? Although Confucianism has complicated rules, its core is benevolence, and no matter how the subsequent theories of etiquette and righteousness develop, they are all based on benevolence. ”

"Although Confucianism is important, what is sought is harmony, its nature is like wood, it is straight, it is led to growth, it is attained, it is like a tree, it is taught according to its aptitude, and it is suitable and long; Confucianism aims to be in the community, and the success of governing the country is in accessibility, and compared with other teachings, it is more about sorting out the meaning of accessibility, rather than for the name and instrument. ”

"Therefore, you should leave to your master those words that are used as dogs in order to cling to the king and fool the people!" (To be continued.) )