The clouds cleared, and the moonlight shone between the houses, casting a faint white light.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and the old monk in a hundred robes stood quietly in the shadow of the house, and the wind pulled his shampooed white clothes and fluttered slowly.

Liang Qu did not relax his vigilance because of the old monk's words.

At night, except for the big restaurants and big money villages, ordinary people lie down early to rest, and beggars will not choose this time to come out to beg.

Suddenly, an old monk appeared to accept apprentices, which is strange no matter how you look at it.

Moreover, he couldn't see the old monk's qi at all, and nine out of nine were masters.

Liang Qu pondered for a moment and said cautiously: "Why does the master want to accept me as an apprentice?" ”

"All laws are born by fate."

The old monk held a rosary in his hand, staring at Liang Qu, his eyes were black and white, as clear as a baby, far from being as muddy and yellow as the old man in the neighborhood.

"The donor has dragon tendons and tiger bones, and the old man has a method, called "Descending the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger Diamond Sutra", which is practiced by ordinary people, only for the superior, but in the donor, it is the top exercise.

Lao Guan Er is not as old as a weak crown, and within 30 years of practicing this method, he will enter the realm, and he is expected to be in the Arhat fruit position, that is, the realm of martial saints in ordinary people. ”

Liang Qu was speechless.

The monk can talk big, and he will enter the Elephant in thirty years, and he is expected to be a martial saint and plant Chinese cabbage?

In this story, it was only after falling off the cliff that he met the old man and learned peerless martial arts.

I don't even need to drop it, I can come across it on the street?

But it was unexpectedly seen at a glance that Wu Gu Liangqu was a master who could talk big, and it was not easy to offend.

Liang Qu refused: "Qu already has a teacher, and he is no longer allowed to worship others, and he has three generations of single transmission, and he has no intention of becoming a monk, and he is afraid that the master will be disappointed." ”

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and turned his rosary silently.

The night wind was gusting and silent.

Seeing that the old monk didn't speak, Liang Qu was slightly uneasy.

"In that case," the old monk raised his head again, "the old man doesn't force it, but the old man has not eaten for two days since he traveled all the way, can the donor allow the old man to disturb him for a while and give him a fast?" ”

Liang Qu was stunned.

To be honest, he wasn't quite reluctant.

This old monk is too weird, but when it comes to this, it's not good if he doesn't agree.

"No choice but to come, master come with me."

The old monk bowed: "Thank you, donor." ”

Liang Qu sighed in his heart, walked diagonally forward, made sure that he could see the movements of the old monk, and led him to open the door of the side panel room and enter the stove room.

There was a small table in the stove room, and Liang Qu brought a small horse for the old monk to sit down.

"Master sit down first, I'll go and prepare."

"Good."

Liang Qu rummaged through the cabinet, found some vegetables and spices, and made a fire to cook.

In the middle of the night, the eldest lady who cooked had already gone home to sleep, and if she wanted to entertain the old monk, he could only cook a meal by himself.

Speaking of which, it was the first time Liang Qu had lit a fire to cook after coming here, and before hiring a cook, he ate outside or in a martial arts hall.

Because I haven't used the ancient stove, I am unfamiliar, but it is not a big problem.

Liang Qu added water, covered it, and turned his head to catch a glimpse of the old monk holding a wooden board, picking up a piece of charcoal and writing on the board.

The wooden planks seem to be leftover from the construction of the house and the door, and I don't know when the old monk took it.

Liang Qu didn't dare to look at what was written on it, he looked at his nose and nose, and waited for the porridge to be boiled and put out a bowl of it.

"Thank you, donor."

The old monk folded his hands and took the bowl with one hand and handed the board with the other after the prayer.

"Master, this is"

"The Diamond Sutra of Descending the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger."

Liang Qu frowned and didn't pick it up.

"As I said, I've learned from it."

The old monk's shriveled face trembled, clinging to his bones, actually squeezed out a smile: "There is no need to apprentice, it should be the reward for fasting." ”

This monk

Liang Qu was very interested.

The old monk didn't seem to be as dangerous as he thought, and he wasn't some kind of withdrawn weirdo.

Within 30 years, it will enter the Perfection Image, and it is expected to be a monk fruit position.

I have to admit that this sentence is still quite curious, and if you change it for a meal, it is almost a prostitute.

Who doesn't love white prostitution?

"Master drink slowly."

Liang Qu put down the bowl and took the plank.

Stretching out his hand, the planks spread out like a peacock opening the screen.

The planks were cut into more than a dozen sheets!

What a profound skill!

The planks used to make the wooden door were not broken wood, he used oak, which was hard and heavy.

I didn't see the old monk take out any sharp weapons, and with just a pair of meat hands, he actually divided the wooden board into so many pages.

Liang Qu lit an oil lamp by the stove and looked closely.

Each sheet is covered with charcoal gray and the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, like a dragon and snake swimming.

"The lady has a body, with five internal organs and six internal organs, and one hundred limbs and bones outside; The inner spirit and spirit, the outer muscles, bones and flesh, are all one of them."

Half a day

The candle flickered, and the more Liang Qu looked, the more he wanted to sleep, the more he looked at it, the more his brain became dizzy, and his eyes were sour.

This exercise is mixed with a lot of Buddhist terms and allusions, and it is completely a blind spot in his knowledge.

Liang Qu learned in the academy, most of them are subsets of scriptures and history, humanities and history, and he has studied "Wansheng Baoyuan", which can be regarded as a dabbling in Taoist concepts, but he does not understand Buddhism at all.

The initial stumbling can still be read, but the more I don't understand the more I accumulate, the more I can't connect the front and back, and the second page is a mess from the beginning.

It's just that judging from the idea of the beginning, it is indeed a very suitable exercise for him, and it has certain commonalities with "Wansheng Baoyuan", and it can be cultivated at the same time.

It happened that the old monk finished drinking the porridge and put down the dishes and chopsticks.

Liang Qu neatly turned out a set of tea sets, scalded boiling water, poured a cup of good tea, and asked with a smile: "I don't know where the master came from?" ”

"Lao Wei has traveled all over the world and has no place to settle, if I have to say, I have been wandering in Qingzhou for a long time before, and I came from Qingzhou."

"Qingzhou from Qingzhou?"

Liang Qu nodded, only thinking that it was a coincidence, he was a foot monk, and he took out the version of the "Diamond Sutra of Descending the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger".

"Master, I don't understand your exercises, I haven't heard of many things on it, can you tell me a little bit about it."

The old monk smiled: "If you worship me as a teacher, you will naturally understand." ”

Feelings are waiting for themselves.

Liang Qu was dumbfounded, and asked again: "Is it too casual for the master to accept apprentices, and he wants to accept me as an apprentice after seeing it on the street?" What if I am a wrongdoer? ”

"When you go out at three o'clock, I will observe, see and hear along the way, and explore. Go to the year to save people, give porridge at the end of the year, kill the mountain ghosts to protect the villagers, and do not forget to give alms after the deed. ”

The old monk's eyes burned.

There are many martial bones in the world, and the dragon tendon and tiger bone are not the best, but they are the martial bones he hopes to meet the most.

People pick the exercises, and the exercises pick people.

The person who creates the exercises is not necessarily the best in cultivation.

A person who has attained perfection in cultivation may not be able to create exercises.

How difficult it is to come across an exercise that is completely suitable for you.

The dragon tendon and tiger bones are completely in line with the Diamond Sutra of Descending the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger!

This method is only superior to others, but it can be in the dragon muscle and tiger bones, it is the best!

What is even more commendable is that Liang Qu is kind and charitable.

Ordinary people are born with martial bones, and they often hurt people's muscles and bones when they wave their hands, and no one can cure them, and they often cultivate lawlessness.

The rich and noble are born with martial bones, and they are even more stars holding the moon, which is difficult to deal with the suffering of the world.

After traveling for so long, the old monk started to think of accepting disciples for the first time.

Liang Qu had a toothache after hearing this, thanks to his reputation has always been good, otherwise he really wouldn't have had today's adventure.

It's really the first time I've experienced a pie-in-the-sky thing.

It's just that he is not a person who will betray his word for the sake of an exercise.

One day as a teacher and a father for life, how can a person go everywhere to recognize his father.

Anyway, the exercises are in hand, so it's a big deal to read more Buddhist classics in the future and study them yourself.

Liang Qu shook his head, no longer insisted, picked up a cup of tea and asked casually.

"Master, what realm are you? It may be a little presumptuous, the master doesn't want to say it, you can't say it"

"According to ordinary people, it is the perfect image."

"Poof!"

Liang Qu squirted out a mouthful of tea.