"Little donor Zhang, I look at the inner meaning of your spiritual platform, hidden spiritual light, congratulations to the little donor, cultivate for great progress!" When Mingkong first saw Zhang Mu, he glanced at him, folded his hands randomly, and said to Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mugang got down from the flying house, was slightly stunned, then shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Master Mingkong really has good eyesight!" ”

"I don't know if Master Zhang Xiaoshi has returned this time, but what happened?" Mingkong changed the topic again at this time and asked.

"Yes, I did have some important things to do here, and I want to talk to you about Mingkong!"

Hearing Zhang Mu's words, Mingkong glanced at him curiously, and said flatly: "In this case, you might as well enter the temple to talk!" ”

In the tower forest of the Zen Monastery in the back mountain of Bodhi Temple, Zhang Mu and Mingkong were sitting cross-legged on a futon at this time, sitting opposite each other.

"What's the matter, this has become your new cultivation place in the clear sky?" Zhang Mu looked at the dense Tallinn surrounded by walkers, looked around, and asked inadvertently.

Mingkong nodded and said indifferently: "Recently, when the little monk visited the Dharma, he always had a sense of doubt, and his mind was difficult to immerse, so the little monk moved to this tower to meditate on the past of the sages in my temple to calm his heart!" ”

Zhang Mu nodded lightly!

"Master Zhang Xiaoshi came here this time, I don't know what to say to the little monk?" Mingkong asked curiously.

"Well, let me think about where to start, well, let's start with martial arts, I have recently practiced a set of martial arts, but every time I practice, I will be impetuous, there is always a depressed emotion in the body, which cannot be released, and the sky can be known, why is this?"

What Zhang Mu said was actually that set of mysterious actions, although every time he practiced, he relied on his own thinking to force himself down, but he felt that his behavior was just drinking to quench his thirst.

Just like on the platform of life and death that day, he once broke out, and he was very murderous!

Zhang Mu guessed that this might be the sequelae of this set of mysterious exercises, just like some martial arts cultivation will make people lost, and some martial arts cultivation will make people cold.

However, the benefits of this set of actions are also extremely obvious, every time he finishes this set of actions, Zhang Mu's body is constantly strengthening.

He suspected that this was a divine skill for refining the body, but he couldn't find his source for the time being, but he thought that this set of exercises was obtained from the Bodhi Temple after all, so after Zhang Mu came back, he also wanted to explore it from Mingkong's mouth!

And after listening to Zhang Mu's words, Mingkong frowned and thought about it.

"I wonder if the little donor can tell me, what kind of exercise is that? The little monk can also have a judgment! ”

Zhang Mu smiled helplessly: "If I say that I don't know the origin of this exercise, do you believe it?" Actually, I got this exercise by accident, or more accurately, it's just a set of movements! ”

"Can the little benefactor show it to the little monk?" Mingkong said subconsciously, but after he finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with his words!

"Little donor, forgive me, it's Mingkong Meng Lang!"

It's always inappropriate to ask someone else about their exercises at first glance!

However, Zhang Muzhi didn't feel anything, because his thoughts are not the same as those in this world, in the 21st century on the earth, he has long stopped saying anything about self-cherishment, and the Internet era pays more attention to openness and win-win, and moves forward hand in hand!

What's more, Zhang Mu's sense of Bodhi Temple has always been very good, whether it is Mingkong or the other Venerables in the temple, they are all the kind of monks who have the Tao, just like a silent bell, even if they know that it is Zhang Mu's chance, they have nothing to say.

Besides, this set of actions was originally obtained by Zhang Mu from the ancient book of Bodhi Temple, maybe it was created by a senior monk of Bodhi Temple, Zhang Mu can be regarded as a stealing teacher.

"Actually, this exercise was obtained from a slumber and then a sleep when I went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion last time, but I didn't want to be confused! I'll show you how! ”

After Zhang Mu finished speaking, he stood there and slowly made a few movements, but he didn't finish all of them, because he still had to retain some of his physical strength!

"How? Do you recognize this move? After Zhang Mu finished doing it, he asked at Mingkong.

"This is not my martial arts in the Bodhi Temple, but this action is so slow, it will produce the impetuous mood of the little benefactor?" Mingkong said in disbelief.

With that, Mingkong got up and walked to Tallinn, then gently raised his arm, and then cast it.

In the first three movements, Mingkong performed very smoothly, but in the fourth, he stopped abruptly.

"How?"

"The little monk forgot, the little monk can't remember, what is the next action!" Mingkong said helplessly to Zhang Mu at this time.

"Forgot?" Zhang Mu looked at Mingkong with some surprise, according to the brains of people in this world, especially people like Mingkong, who have cultivated to a certain level, I am afraid that it is the easiest ability to forget, and now, Mingkong actually told him that he forgot?

"The little monk really can't remember the actions behind me!" Mingkong said seriously at this time.

"I'll fight again, you watch!" Zhang Mu got up at this time, and then slowly fought again, this time, he only made ten movements, and slowed down again.

"Remember?"

"The little monk only remembered five, and the little monk in the back tried to see it, but he couldn't remember a single bit!" Mingkong said seriously.

Then, Mingkong fought according to Zhang Mu's movements, and there were only the first five!

"Is that so?" After Mingkong finished doing it, he asked Zhang Mu.

"yes, how did you feel after the fight? Do you have that feeling of being impetuous, depressed? ”

"No, but this action is really mysterious, after the little monk finished, he only felt refreshed, and some distracting thoughts in his original heart disappeared, and this action was magical, the little monk's Bodhi golden body seemed to be slightly improved!" Mingkong replied truthfully.

"What? Do you say you don't have that kind of distraction? ”

"Yes!"

"Why don't you try it faster?" Zhang Mu frowned and said.

Mingkong performed that set of moves again, this time, the speed was several times faster than before, but in the fourth movement, his figure stopped abruptly again.

"I'm impetuous, and the fourth one can't do it anymore!" Ming Kong said to Zhang Mu in surprise at this moment.

And Zhang Mu also looked at Ming Kong in surprise, because the speed of Ming Kong's action just now was several times faster than him!

"What the little donor said, this skill was obtained in my dream in the Scripture Pavilion?" Mingkong suddenly asked at this time.

"Not bad!" Zhang Mu nodded and said!

"The little monk will understand, the person who created this merit is very likely to be my Buddhism, the difference between me and the small donor is that I am good at Buddhism, so if the speed is the same, my state of mind is more pure than the small donor, not trapped by angry thoughts!"

"Angry thoughts?" Zhang Mu heard Mingkong's words, and said puzzledly, could it be that he was talking about that kind of anxious mood?