Xingyun saw that Zhu Ge seemed to be unconscious, and he didn't know his life and death, but although he was concerned, he didn't dare to rush forward, after all, the first master of Guangxiang in Luohan Hall was there, and there were many elders here, so he couldn't step forward at all, so he had to stand in place and listen to Master Guangxiang's words.

I saw Master Guangxiang said slowly: "Prince Sata sacrificed his body to feed the tiger, and the corpse of the king cut the meat trade pigeon, this is the way of sacrificing his life, and there is also a unique study in the martial arts of Buddhism, and its name is called sacrificing his body, giving up his life, just for the power of the dragon for a while, once used, his power can suddenly increase tenfold!" ”

When everyone heard this, they naturally understood that Zhu Ge must have used this martial art, and Xingyun also understood why Zhu Ge suddenly became much more powerful than before.

Most of the people who know Zhu Ge's pursuit admire his will very much, such a young man can do such a thing for his own sect, although the elders do not want to see the fate of their own sect like Zhu Ge, but they can't help but secretly think that among their own disciples, how many people can do this?

Of course, some people naturally think that Zhu Ge's practice of giving up his life just for the honor of his teacher is very stupid and not worth it.

Master Guangxiang pressed one hand on Zhu Ge's back at this time, slowly infusing the true qi.

Zhu Ge's body is already empty, it is even more complete than when Xingyun lost his qi root in the Nanshan Cottage before, and even the meridians have shrunk a lot, Master Guangxiang can only input the true qi little by little now to maintain that meridian from continuing to shrink, and if the input true qi is a little stronger at this time, he will kill Zhu Ge immediately.

Master Guangxiang maintained his true qi while leisurely: "The method of sacrificing one's body is to first set the emptiness and hollowness, so that the mood is quiet, and the mind is silent, and the mind is unswerving." The method of sacrificing one's life has high requirements for the state of mind, and it is difficult to achieve it if you are not a person in Buddhism.

This little benefactor is not a person from my Buddhism, although he is extremely talented, but the cultivation of the state of mind is far from enough, and the forced behavior is not enough, although he seriously injures his body, but he only exerts one or two percent of his power.

This method of sacrificing one's self emphasizes that the emptier the state of mind, the more infinite the power. However, those who sacrifice themselves are all for the sake of attachment, and this mystery of positive and negative can only be explored by those who have been meditating for a long time.

But this is not all bad, this little donor did not use all his strength, but he did not have to die. ”

Listening to Master Guangxiang's words, Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, although he said that he didn't understand the method of sacrificing his life very well, but he knew that Zhu Ge would not die, and there would be hope if he was alive.

Chen Mo on the side didn't completely recover until this time, he himself was completely frightened just now, he was already waiting for death, but he didn't expect that although the opponent was punching to the flesh, it was just ordinary.

has gone through life and death, and for Chen Mo, it is not necessarily a bad thing. But this victory made Chen Mo extremely annoyed, this time it was his own dignified victory, but looking at everyone's eyes, it seemed that he had lost.

"The martial arts of the Vajra Gate are indeed powerful, although they fell short in the end, but it is also very remarkable to be able to train such a powerful disciple to force the soul-level master to such a point with his bare hands." Everyone outside the temple talked about it.

With Xingyun's ear, he naturally heard clearly, and he felt in his heart: "Brother Zhu, although you failed to win, it is no different from winning." ”

The competition has ended, and Master Guangxiang said loudly at this time: "Donors, the competition is over here, how about everyone disperse?" ”

The old monk has his own majesty, although the people outside the temple still want to take a look more, but they also know that so many people are blocking the door of the Shaolin Temple is not a thing, so they have to disperse, but this competition has spread from this, and it can be regarded as achieving Zhu Ge's goal.

Jing Xian stepped forward at this time, reached out and grabbed Chen Mo's wrist, probed, and found that there was nothing serious, and he didn't pay attention to Chen Mo's apology, and only looked at Zhu Ge in Master Guangxiang's arms, his expression was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Master Guangxiang said to the heads at this time: "The poor monk first took this little benefactor to the back to recuperate and save his life, but he lost his company first." After saying that, he gave a salute and went back with Huixin.

All the heads of the family returned the salute one after another, and after instructing their juniors a few words by the way, they went back together, thinking that they would continue the unfinished discussion just now.

After a while, the front yard was bustling with activity, but it became as quiet and peaceful as usual.

Chen Mo grabbed the Howling Wind Divine Sword that fell to the ground, and without greeting Xingyun and them, he silently turned around and left.

"If you want to talk about Senior Brother Chen Mo Chen, his martial arts are indeed good, but it is a pity that he was defeated in the hands of that King Kong Gate Zhu Ge because of carelessness, although he won this time, but it is no different from defeat, and even when people praise that Zhu Ge in the future, they will criticize him twice. He was really unlucky to arrive. Wen Ren sighed.

A few people found a stone bench nearby and sat down, and looked at the contest all over the place, and the thoughts in everyone's hearts were different.

The top ten young masters, although they were randomly evaluated by the people of the rivers and lakes, have also been recognized by these young people, after all, at such an age, there are only a few people who can have such achievements in martial arts.

Chen Mo's first failure, except for Xingyun, everyone did not see it with their own eyes, and Chen Mo was defeated by carelessness that time, so the impact on everyone was not very big, but this time it was different.

Witnessing it from beginning to end, although Chen Mo said that he won in the end, he was also a reluctant fluke, which cannot but be said to be a psychological shock to these young people, and they all thought to themselves: "It is the King Kong Gate that has become a joke, and there is also such a door person whose martial arts will is the best choice, this big river and lake is unimaginable, who can know where there will be any capable people?" ”

Everyone was silent, but the little girl Chang Qinshi couldn't sit still, for Chang Qinshi, what kind of soul-level master, the top ten young masters, it was just some fun, although the little girl also admired Zhu Ge, but if she wanted to sit here with these people, it wouldn't be possible!

After looking around, and didn't see anything interesting, Chang Qinshi held his cheeks with his small hand, and asked: "What did the old monk say just now, what prince sacrificed himself to feed the tiger, and what else did the king cut meat, but what is the allusion?" Those names are so weird! ”

The little girl's question broke the silence, Tang Yue pinched the little girl's face, and smiled: "That's the prince of Sa Tai sacrificing his life to feed the tiger, and the corpse of the king cutting meat and trading pigeons, it is the story of two Buddhism, what is called what prince, what is the king's, read more books, don't always be playful, it will make people laugh." ”

Chang Qinshi grimaced at Tang Yue, rubbed her little face that was pinched with her little hand, and said: "Why is Sister Yue so hard, the pinched Qinshi hurts, besides, how can I know the story of those monks?" Sister Yue, do you know? Is it okay to talk about it? If you don't speak, you're going to suffocate to death. ”

At this time, there were several people next to her, Tang Yue didn't want to tell the story in front of these people, but she still couldn't help Chang Qinshi's entanglement, so she had to agree: "Okay, I don't know why I can't resist you little girl." ”

After speaking, Chang Qinshi was asked: "These are two stories, which one should Qin Shi listen to first?" ”

Chang Qinshi's head tilted: "First of all, let's say that the corpse king cut the meat trade pigeon, this person's name is the strangest." ”

Tang Yue laughed: "What's the weirdest, that corpse king is the king of a western country, not a person from Middle-earth, and his name is naturally different from ours."

The king was a good and promising king, and under his rule the people were rich. As for him, he likes Buddhism and once vowed to benefit all sentient beings. One day he was traveling, and as he was walking, he heard a strange noise in the sky, and he saw an eagle chasing a pigeon!

The dove hid in Tibet, but could not fly the eagle, until the eagle chased it until it had nowhere to hide, and then it saw the king of corpses on the ground, so he got into the arms of the king of corpses and hid, and at the same time asked the king of corpses to protect it.

At this time, because the pigeon was hiding in the bosom of the king of the corpse, the eagle could not catch it, so he said to the king of the corpse, "I am now hungry and thirsty, and there is nothing left around me, and I cannot fly any farther, so please let the king give me the pigeon to eat." ”

When the little girl Chang Qinshi heard this, she sighed, patted her little chest, and said, "You can't give the pigeon to the eagle!" ”

When Monk Zhiqian heard this, he folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, Senior Sister Chang is kind-hearted, good, good." ”

Tang Yue didn't continue to talk at this time, but teased Chang Qinshi: "What would Sister Qinshi do if she was the corpse king?" ”

Everyone's interest was also aroused, except for Chang Qinshi and Xingyun, everyone else had heard this story to a greater or lesser extent, so when Tang Yue was talking about it, everyone didn't care too much, but when they saw the little girl's reaction, everyone was looking forward to her answer.

Chang Qinshi seemed to be a very natural picture at this time: "Just beat the eagle to death, and it will not eat pigeons anymore." ”

Except for Xingyun and Zhiqian monks, the rest of the people all laughed, because everyone had heard this story, so they all knew the result, and because they knew the result, they felt that the little girl's answer was very cute.

Monk Zhiqian was busy at this time, "Amitabha, you can't do it, how can you do this?" ”

Chang Qinshi was puzzled: "What's wrong? Could it be that the eagle could not eat the pigeon? ”

Tang Yue laughed: "Of course not, the corpse king replied to the eagle: The pigeon is here to beg me to save its life, how can I give it to you?" ”

Chang Qinshi hurriedly received: "Yes, yes, the little pigeon is so cute, I can't help it!" ”

The crowd laughed again.

Tang Yue smiled breathlessly: "But the eagle said: I only eat live meat, except for pigeons, there are no other living creatures around, if the king you let that pigeon live, then I will starve to death, and if you save the pigeon, it will be equivalent to killing me." ”

Chang Qinshi was angry at this time: "This eagle is too unreasonable!" Why did he have to eat the pigeons? ”