Dao Chief's face sank suddenly.

Borrowing the Buddha to press the Tao, this is an extremely taboo topic in the Daomen, because the Buddha and the Tao have been competing for hundreds of years, and the strength of the two sides is equal.

Therefore, all officials and even emperors who have this mind are not tolerated by the Daomen.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wanted to win the support of Buddhism that day, but was destroyed by Lin Su, and afterwards, he did not take follow-up measures, and some of the advisors of the Prince's Mansion disagreed, and he was worried that following Buddhism too closely would trigger a backlash from Taoism.

Lin Su's personal strength is insignificant in the eyes of Daomen, but as soon as he opens his mouth, it is the most taboo topic, pointing directly to the death point of Daomen.

A voice sounded: "Ignorant child, don't give a lesson, it's not in line with the way of heaven!" The senior brother didn't need to say much, the junior brother took action and took him back to the mountain gate, and there was time to teach him a lesson. ”

A person suddenly appeared in front of Lin Su!

A young man in a Taoist robe.

He is slender and has a rather arrogant demeanor, looking up at the sky and standing straight.

Lin Su frowned: "Dao Chief, this psychopath...... Is it your junior brother? ”

The young man bowed his head and angrily rebuked: "Look for death!" ”

With a snort, the dust was like a net, covering Lin Su......

With this blow, Lin Su was full of nets in all directions, and he became a fish in the net in an instant, and in this net, the true yuan was all over the place, cutting off the world.

The overwhelming pressure is equivalent to before Cai Zhulian breaks through, that is to say, his blow is equivalent to a top-level Dao flower!

Lin Su was a literati, and suddenly he was surrounded by top-level Dao flowers, unless he had time to mobilize all his literary energy, otherwise, he would be caught.

And this young Daoist is also accurate, he has no time to mobilize the power of Wen Dao, although the power of Wen Dao is the first of the five Dao, but the biggest disadvantage is the slow speed of activation.

But no one thought that when Lin Su's hand moved, it was not a pen in his hand at all, but a long sword!

Sword together, dazzling blue and white!

Hiss!

The dust in the sky turned into light smoke, and Lin Su had a sword in his hand, which had reached the throat of the young Taoist.

Blue and white broken flowers!

Kendo blue and white, crush all the Dao flowers of the same level!

"Sword Intent Blue and White?" The young Taoist shouted, full of disbelief.

Lin Su's long sword passed through the place where the young Daoist was standing just now, and his eyes lit up.

This sword, in addition to blue and white, is also the sword drawing style of Dugu Nine Swords!

He originally planned to leave a mark on the young Daoist's neck, but this sword came out and failed!

The young Daoist moved his feet, dodged the blow, and appeared behind him.

"What a wonderful footwork, try my sword again!"

The second sword, the sword-breaking style!

The sword followed with a hundred shadows, divided into four directions, and slammed into the young Taoist.

The young Taoist's footwork was illusory, and suddenly eight phantoms appeared, and a hundred sword shadows passed through the eight phantoms, and the phantoms turned into invisible, and the young Taoist appeared behind Lin Su again, although he was surprised, but he didn't show half of the defeat.

"Good!" As soon as Lin Su raised his hand, the sword in his hand suddenly seemed to be holding a heavy mountain!

The third sword of Dugu Nine Swords, Micro Sword Style!

The young man's face changed suddenly......

As soon as his feet moved, his footwork was activated, but the ethereal steps of the past were like a quagmire today, and he could only watch this terrible sword, pointing at his throat at a speed that was not fast......

Just when the sword was only three inches away from the young man, a yellow leaf suddenly floated down, just blocking the tip of the sword.

A circle of ripples appeared, and Lin Su's micro-sword style disappeared invisibly......

The yellow leaves floated up and landed on the fingertips of the old Taoist, and he didn't know when he took the place of the young Taoist......

"Dao Chief, do you want to do it yourself?" Lin Su stared at him.

"How dare you!" Lao Dao said: "The true junior brother is young and vigorous, and the poor Dao has to apologize to the son on his behalf." ”

"He's not young and vigorous, he's clearly brainless!" Lin Su said: "In the land of the capital, the forced abduction of Beijing officials, do you know what the crime is?" Zhu Jiu Clan! Even if you have great powers and can escape the national law, can you escape the verbal criticism of the people of the world? Aren't you afraid that your Heavenly Machine Dao Gate will become the Heavenly Machine Robber Gate in the mouths of the people? ”

The young Taoist's face changed.

He really didn't think about it that much......

The old Taoist sighed softly: "Poor Dao has already said, apologize to Gongzi on his behalf......"

"No need to apologize, I'm leaving!" Lin Su was about to turn around.

"Childe, you really don't think about Poor Dao's proposal?"

"Your proposal? Let me self-imprison for ten years? ”

"Yes!"

Lin Su sighed softly: "Dao Chief, you Heavenly Machine Daomen, are you mentally ill?" ”

Dao Chang said: "Childe is young and promising, to endure ten years of lonely lights in the door, although it is unbearable, but compared to the full door of the tired, red dust suffering, but it is much lighter, in the future, Childe will naturally understand that the proposal of the poor road seems to be impersonal, but in fact it is the way to save you." ”

Lin Su slowly raised his head and stared into the eyes of the Taoist: "Is it really kind?" ”

The Taoist was overjoyed: "Indeed! ”

Lin Su said: "Okay, for your kindness, I will give you a piece of advice." ”

"You say!"

"Leave the capital immediately with your ridiculous thatched hut, and tell the head of the Daomen, don't think about getting involved in court disputes, let alone how to do it to me, otherwise...... You may not be able to afford the price! ”

Lao Dao said slowly: "Young Master Lin, can the poor Dao be understood as ...... This is your war letter to the Daomen? ”

"It's not a war book, it's just a red line! Cross the red line, and great changes will happen! Don't be unpredictable! ”

Lin Su raised his hand, and a treasure pen in his palm was pointed in the void......

Tear and pull!

The magic circle separated, and Lin Su stepped out in one step and broke through the air.

Lao Dao's eyelids jumped suddenly, staring at the edge of the torn circle when he had just left......

This person in front of him is still proficient in formations?

This is the third time that Lin Su has jumped out of his prediction!

It is not a good sign for a person who has already been clearly identified as an enemy to jump out of the prejudgment one after another.

Lin Su's figure turned, landed at the junction of the three roads in Xishan, and stepped towards Lingyin Temple.

The moment he stepped into the Lingyin Temple, his face returned to normal, and he stood in front of the Lingyin Wall through the former Hualuo Liuwen Wonderland.

In front of the Lingyin Wall, a few more poems were added, Lin Su's "Bright Moon Farewell Branches" was written on it, Huo Qi's Xishan Garden poem was on it, Li Yangxin's poem was on it, and the poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers. Back then, "Hitting the Horse Xianyang Road" was written in a conspicuous position, and the handwriting was public.

These new poems, except for Lin Su, who was written by Bi Xuanji, the rest are written by myself.

But this poetry wall is not a poem if you want to leave a poem, after all, its high-end is there-the town wall of the hand-down green poems, how high-end? If you want to leave poems on the wall, at least they are also golden light poems.

In other words, if even the golden light poem can't reach it, the poet doesn't dare to stay on it, and a broken poem is left behind, which is not famous through the ages, but notorious through the ages.

Mid-mountain home, still quiet.

Lin Su knocked on the Zen door gently, someone came over, the door opened, and Lin Su was stunned......

The person who opened the door was still the little monk who opened the door when he first came, but he was stunned that the little monk had become smaller again, and the last time he looked at the age of seven or eight, at this time, it was clearly a preschool......

"Master!" The little monk jumped up happily, knelt in front of Lin Su with a tom, and hugged Lin Su's legs.

Lin Su touched his little bald head and felt deeply: "Will you continue to get smaller?" ”

"Master said it might be ......," the little bald head also scratched his head and responded embarrassedly.

"So, the next time I come to see you, might I need to bring a bottle?" Lin Su stretched out his hand and took out a wooden box from his belt: "This is a newly made snack, you hurry up and eat it, when you become back to a baby state, you can't eat it if your teeth are gone." ”

"Thank you, Master!" The little bald head is going to kowtow.

Lin Su bowed his waist and held his little head: "Good, go over there and kowtow ......"

Refers to a piece of bluestone outside the door.

"Yes!" The figure of the little monk flashed, and he arrived on the big bluestone, tom! A round pit appeared on the big bluestone, which was exactly the same size as the little monk's head, and the little monk raised his head and looked at Lin Su with a smile, his forehead was full of stone powder......

Lin Su waved his hand: "Go read the scriptures!" ”

"Yes!"

A second pit appeared in the big bluestone......

When Lin Su entered the courtyard gate, he bumped into Bi Xuanji, who was coming towards him......

Lin Su smiled: "You have to praise me today, I helped you save at least two floor tiles......"

Bi Xuanji probed from his shoulder and saw the back of the little bald head going to read the Bible, she smiled, like a spring flower blooming.

"Why are you here?"

"Two answers, one true and one false, which one do you want to hear?"

Bi Xuanji's eyes made waves: "Let's talk about ......"

The false answer is...... I miss you! ”

Bi Xuanji sighed in his heart, sister, look at his unchanging virtue, but he has already said it, this is a lie, so what can you do with him?

"Really?"

The real answer is...... I've come here to ask you about a kung fu. ”

Bi Xuanji's eyes became round, and he stared at him: "Ask for kung fu?" ”

"Yes!"

"Buddhism is not actually good at martial arts."

"I know, so the kung fu I want to ask for is not Buddhist martial arts, but ...... Door! ”

Bi Xuanji's heart jumped suddenly......

Door?

She is currently practicing in Lingyin Temple, and she is also a disciple of Lingyin Temple, but the person in front of her asked her for Taoist kung fu, and when he said the word "Daomen", he used Wendao to transmit the sound, and no one could hear it except her.

The meaning of this made her heart beat wildly.

But Bi Xuanji's graduation is Bi Xuanji, and not moving like a mountain is his true color......

"What kind of kung fu, you can use it to see."

Lin Su moved under his feet, took a step, moved again, and took another step, and took seven or eight steps in a blink of an eye, and his footwork was extremely peculiar.

If that Zhizhen had been there just now, he would have been stunned.

This is the footwork he just used.

Lin Su only saw that he had used it once, so he wrote it down, and copied it, almost exactly the same.

Bi Xuanji said: "Little Zhou Tian thirty-six steps!" Sure enough, it's Daomen footwork, but unfortunately, you can't practice the law, and if you use this kind of footwork against the enemy, you will basically be sent to death. ”

Footwork, melee weapons!

A half-step mistake is fatal.

Therefore, the requirements of footwork are far higher than those of other methods.

Lin Su said: "I know, that's why I came to you." ”

Bi Xuanji frowned slightly: "This footwork, although it is known as one of the thirty-six correct skills of the Daomen, is difficult to practice and more difficult to refine, often spending the most energy, but the effect is not satisfactory, so, in the name of the thirty-six correct techniques, it has gradually degenerated into the basic skills of the Daomen, are you sure you want to learn this?" Why don't I give you another footwork? The sword is more likely to shine. ”

"I still want to learn this, after all, it took me so long to learn it, and it's not easy to learn this step now, so I can't give up halfway, right?"

Bi Xuanji nodded, stretched out his hand, and there was a yellowed booklet in his palm, which was "Thirty-six Steps of Little Zhoutian".

This footwork, as she said, is difficult to learn and difficult to master, and the actual combat use is not large, a few people will learn it only if they have a fever, and they have basically fallen into the situation of Daomen's basic martial arts, what is basic martial arts? That's the kind that is not too strictly regulated, and anyone can copy it.

If it is a high-end martial art, the control is strict, and to learn it, you must have a corresponding identity, and it is strictly forbidden to copy and take it out of the sect.

Bi Xuanji carried this footwork with her, but she didn't plan to practice it, she just used this footwork as a reference to perfect her shadow skills.

Shadow art, the connection between the shadow and the ontology is the foundation. But the flexibility of the shadow is the key to determining the success of the assassination, and the core essence of Xiao Zhoutian's thirty-six steps is flexibility, and the two have something in common and can inspire each other.

Lin Su took this footwork and looked at it at a glance......

Page 1, Page 2......

Bi Xuanji is so surprised, you can see it so quickly, what kind of name can you see? Why do I think you're not going to learn this at all, just to see?

In about ten minutes, Lin Su turned to the last page, closed the book, and handed the booklet to Bi Xuanji.

"Stopped studying?" Bi Xuanji took it.

"I looked at it, it's a little complicated, cough...... Forget it, I'm a literati after all, and I don't seem to need any footwork to fight with others......"

Bi Xuanji despises him a little, look at your excuse!

You are indeed a man of letters, and you really don't need to fight in hand-to-hand combat, but is this something that you have only suddenly discovered now? It's clear that I'm afraid of trouble! Lazy!

Forget it, it's a common problem of geniuses!

Lin Su blinked: "Isn't Youwei living with you?" ”

Bi Xuanji discovered another shortcoming of genius, that is, good S!

Lu Youwei lives in the temple.

There are not only monks and nuns, but also pilgrims and boarders.

Buddhist temple, make friends with all beings, make good connections, even if a murderous robber puts down the butcher's knife, Buddhism will give him a step, not to mention the down-and-out people of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Lu Youwei's mother, after the former Tianyao Fairy entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was lonely in her heart, but she couldn't solve it, so she naturally chose Buddhism and sought solace from Buddhist classics.

Leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion this time, Lingyin Temple naturally has a retreat for her.

The retreat was not big, but there were two or three houses, one of which served as her mother's retreat, and the other two became the houses of Lu Youwei and Liu'er.

Lu Youwei is quiet by nature, in this environment, she can also adapt to it, that is, Liu'er, she is not very adaptable, during this time, she mentioned it to Lu Youwei and said Miss, this autumn tear perfume has been sent, what do you think of?

Lu Youwei glanced at her and didn't bother to answer.