As everyone knows, the sword flies to the east of the sky, the divine bow is unparalleled in the north ice and snow, the world is the poison in the underworld, the alchemy is in the south of Chongyang, and the Buddhist martial arts are in the west.

It refers to the Heavenly Pole, Ice and Snow, and Netherworld of the Three Great Divine Sects, as well as the Taoist and Buddhist Gates of the two holy places.

The Divine Sect is transcendent in the world, and the disciples under it are all highly talented, but the Divine Sect does not participate in worldly affairs and ignores the blessings and misfortunes of the world.

Although the Holy Land has a hidden sense of being above the status of the Divine Sect, it is preaching and preaching in the world, everyone can learn the Fa, and everyone can hear the Tao, perhaps this is one of the main reasons why it is respected as a "holy land" by the world.

Look at the white clouds, the sunset is sinking at night, the colorful glow reflects the green leaves, the sacred birds come to the forest, thousands of red dust guests, none of them are in a hurry, regardless of the high mountain of the mountain, but ask to hear the sound of the Buddha, referring to the scene of Lingshan at this time.

Raise your eyes to the end of the sky, the longboard stairs are ninety-nine, and the Lingshan Mountain appears thousands of miles to the west, and you don't look back if you don't enter the white hide, this is the feeling of everyone who comes to the Holy Land of Lingshan.

Baizang Temple, thousands of years of ancient temples, is the orthodoxy of Buddhism in the mainland of China, only to see the big Buddha sitting, the treasure is solemn, the monks and guests come and go, the look is friendly, and the Zen sound bursts, as if to see the immortals.

Luohan Hall, a martial arts training ground

At this moment, there are dozens of Buddhist disciples practicing sticks and martial arts here, and in the corner on the side, there is a little monk who seems to be lazy.

I saw that he was wearing a yellow Buddhist robe, with a stick hooked on his left foot, and he was sitting on the ground leaning against the pillar, and he hung a small yellow gourd with hemp rope on the ring finger of his left hand, and I don't know what it contained.

At this moment, he hugged the stick, curled into a ball, salivating three feet away, as if he was dreaming.

In his dream, on top of a peak, two people were sitting opposite each other.

One of them was an extremely good-looking, even beautiful monk, and opposite him was a man in white who was not outstanding in appearance, but people would be a little fascinated when they saw it.

The two sat opposite each other for a long time, and the monk took the lead in speaking: "Second brother, do you have any regrets in this life?"

"Perhaps, but you, third brother, what are your plans for the future?" The man in white looked a little unnatural, as if he didn't want to mention the past too much.

"I don't know, maybe travel around the world, see the old people, maybe go back to Lingshan to bury your head in penance, and find the legendary divine realm, what should you do?"

"I'm always accompanied by the breeze, choose a mountain old, and wait for a crane to return. ”

These words sound a little sad and sad, and both of them seem to be "people of the world", and they have obviously tasted the bitterness and warmth of the world.

But the monk's personality was more out-of-this, and he didn't want to be so cool, so he got up and said: "Second brother, although you and my brother are called the Twin Immortals by the world, everyone else thinks that your strength is far above me, today, can you dare to fight with me?"

"I said the third child, you want to share the competition with me at this time, it's too self-conscious. He shook his head, as if he felt a little disdain for the monk.

That being said, he did the same.

The two of them flew up into the sky at the same time, and when they looked down below, in their eyes, the top of the mountain was only the size of a palm.

Without saying much, the monk was full of Buddha light, his fists were clenched, and he was the first to attack, making a set of exquisite Arhat boxing techniques, including straight punches, hook punches, single whips, elbow strikes, etc.

It seems to be ordinary, but his every move is in line with nature and contains the supreme Dao method.

It's not that he has turned into heaven and earth, but that heaven and earth are used for it, as if as long as he has the heart, he can easily penetrate this world.

However, for this, the man in white just put his left hand behind him, or held it straight, or blocked diagonally, or pushed horizontally, in a series of thirty-six styles, and every punch that the monk struck was caught by him with one hand.

Then, the monk used a set of leg techniques in one breath, sweeping, side kicking, counter-pressing, volleying legs, etc., a total of seventy-two styles, and each style was also mysterious and abnormal.

Unexpectedly, the man actually carried his hands behind his back, but he just raised his legs, turned sideways, bent his knees, and kicked in a flying manner, and once again blocked his attack lightly.

Looking at his relaxed appearance, the monk gritted his teeth with hatred, and then shouted: "Ah! ”

I don't know how he came up with such a "long and smelly" exercise name.

I saw that the Buddha light on his body gathered in his dantian qi sea, and then suddenly burst out, and the golden light suddenly formed a "golden bell" that enveloped his whole body.

More than that, the one hundred and eight Buddha beads on his neck flew up at the same time, and then the sound of "bang" scattered, and after a "bell" sound, the ring fell on the "golden bell", forming a double defense.

At the same time, he sat cross-legged, his left hand resting on his chest, his eyes closed, and he kept reciting the mantra in his mouth.

What changed was that the "Golden Bell" together with the Buddha beads quickly circled, making it impossible to find its dead end.

Obviously, his mana is more than 108,000 miles stronger than the level of his martial arts name, and with this kind of defense, I believe that there are very few people in the world who can break it.

In this regard, the man in white only smiled slightly, his right hand pointed like a sword, and suddenly the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, blowing away the wind and clouds around him, and then laughed loudly: "Third brother, look at it!"

This sword, go to the five elements, escape the wind and snow, extinguish the sky and thunder, break the yin and yang, and get the avenue.

This sword cuts seven feelings, breaks six desires, dispels confusion, picks up the past, and can see people's hearts.

This sword, parting, destroying lovesickness, breaking sorrow, forgetting the old people, and transcending the past. ”

As if he was reciting a poem, and as if he was telling something, he raised his hand and used three sets of sword techniques, a total of fifteen styles, and at the same time, he also drew fifteen sword qi in the air.

At the time of the fifth path, one hundred and eight Buddha beads were scattered all over the place.

At the tenth sword, the "Golden Bell" shattered, revealing the figure of a monk with a somewhat surprised face.

The last five swords, each sword was drawn on the monk's robe, and I saw that there were five big openings on the robe.

It can be seen that the strength of each of his swords is just right, and the monk's body has not been harmed at all.

However, the monk's face was a little unpleasant, he never thought that the other party was still so powerful.

Not to mention that the fist and leg techniques are completely useless, even the defense that he is most proud of has been easily broken.

Unwilling!

Then he turned into a golden light again and rose to the sky, as if to break through the clouds and reach beyond the heavenly realm, and soon his figure disappeared from sight.

Suddenly, the whole air was full of strong winds, the wind was surging, and bursts of Buddha horns began to come from all directions.

"Hmmm............"

Its voice is like a fairy and a saint, and after listening to it, people have a feeling that they are about to see the true Buddha and ask the question.

Looking up at the sky, the man in white saw that the wind and clouds in the sky were scattered, and then quickly retracted.

The original white clouds also began to glow with bursts of golden light, and even turned into yellow clouds.

What surprised him a little was that under the surging yellow clouds, a huge Buddha body was formed, as if the entire earth was under his body, and at this time it was about to fall from the sky.

Looking closely, I can't help but feel crying and laughing, such a magnificent scene that should be enough to shock the world, the face of the giant Buddha, but Hao Ran is the beautiful face of his third brother.

Just as he was smiling helplessly, the "Big Buddha" suddenly stretched out his right palm and slapped it.

In the palm of your hand, there are not only mountains, stones, wind, and clouds that rotate, but also spring, summer, autumn, and winter, and even the continuous emergence of living beings.

It seems to contain a world, and it seems to be a world, and at this moment, it seems that he wants to blast him into the ground along with the top of the mountain.

His eyes stared intently, a strange purple light flashed in his eyes, and his robe danced in the wind.

Then, the surrounding wind and clouds, or the aura of heaven and earth, all poured into his body.

On him, there was no imaginary sword qi, and he didn't see him summon any divine weapons.

It's just that he still pointed at him like a sword, and his right foot stepped lightly, turning into a streamer of light and heading straight towards the Buddha's hand, and in an instant, his figure seemed to dissipate into the void.

From a distance, only the wind and clouds brought by him as he flew up were telling that his whole body was wrapped in a colorless air flow that was so transparent that it was difficult to see with the naked eye, thus forming a sharp long sword.

The "sword body" did not look huge and slender, and compared with the monstrous Buddha's hand, it may not be as wide as one of its palms and not as thick as one of its fingers.

"Poof!"

Somewhat unexpectedly, when the two touched, there was only a light sound, as if it had pierced the training, and the "Buddha's palm" was penetrated by the "sword body" into the palm of the hand.

In just a few breaths, the Buddha's shadow gradually dissipated, and the yellow cloud once again appeared with white light.

A moment later

"Boom!"

A white figure landed lightly on the top of the mountain again, and at the same time threw the man he was carrying to the ground with a thud.

The person who was discarded was obviously the monk who had threatened to fight before, but at this moment, he no longer had the original laughing demeanor, and the whole person looked a little embarrassed.

However, there were obviously no injuries on his body, but he pretended to be "dead", pretending to roll on the ground, playing scoundrels, and refusing to get up.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, the monk felt his ass be kicked, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying under the stigma.

Wake up from a dream!

Whether he was kicked in a dream or in reality, he picked up the gourd, poured two sips into his mouth, and after drinking it, he still made a sound and enjoyed it very much.

Then, he twisted his upper body, stretched a big lazy waist, and said to himself: "It turned out to be just a dream, since I came back from Wushengju, it has been a month and a half, and I don't know what the second brother is doing at this time, I really envy him for being on the side of the wine and beauty......"

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More than a month ago

The Shenzhou calendar is one thousand and twenty-one years

Chiba country, Kasumi Castle

Kasumi Castle is one of the most prosperous towns outside of Chiba Castle, and almost all of its residents live and work in peace and contentment, making it a wonder in these troubled times.

Thirty miles north of the city is a mountain range, and between the mountains lies a small and inconspicuous village, but a dozen or so families.

It stands to reason that if there is a choice, I believe that ordinary people will choose to live in the city, because with the protection of the kingdom's army, at least they can be protected from the threat of mountain spirits and beasts.

If you choose to live outside the city, you do so at your own risk.

However, looking at their skilled farming, it seems that they have long been accustomed to the life here, and they have lived here for some years, and most of them are reluctant to leave or have other unknown reasons.

For the villagers here, in addition to the winding bluestone road, the small river that flows in the village without knowing its source is probably directly connected to the outside world.

Upstream of the river, the closest part of the village to the depths of the mountains, there is a small courtyard, but it should be the most prosperous courtyard in the village.

Outside the courtyard wall are full of purple flowers and plants, some deep and some shallow, chaotic, probably sown by the owner.

There are two couplets in front of the door, on the right is written "Huangquan has a way to worship the deceased king to enter the immortal mansion", on the left is "Biluo has no disciples, please turn around", and above is "no life" three big characters.

It can be seen in two sentences: Those who enter this door will die and not live.

The people who want to ask this question are either very capable or arrogant.

In such an inconspicuous village, the owner of this courtyard, if not a hidden master, must also be a declining wealthy family.

There are no exotic flowers in the courtyard, they are all ordinary flowers and plants, but the air is filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Although it is not big, it is very elegant and quiet, and it seems that the current owner should be an elegant person, which is very different from the inscription in front of the door, and it can't help but make people a little curious.

Not far from the antechamber was a large tree hugged by two adult men, with its trunk straight upwards and its tops a few points above the courtyard wall.

Under the tree, there was a square stone table of ordinary material, and three people were sitting around it at the moment.

On the left is a man in white, to be precise, he is white from the inside out, from top to bottom, along with his boots.

I saw that his left hand was bent and pillowed on the edge of the stone table, and his palm was slightly fisted to support his chin, looking a little lazy.

Although his face is half sideways, you can still see that his face is clear, his facial features are just right, and he is not overly good-looking, but there is a hint of magic that makes people fascinated.

But what is surprising is that he looks no more than twenty years old, but his temples are a little too white like his clothes.

At the moment, one bundle hung down on his chest, and the other hung on his left arm.

At the moment, he was smiling at the corners of his mouth, looking at the clouds in the sky, as if he didn't pay attention to the person sitting with him at all.

Sitting across from him was presumably a monk, for he was wearing a Dharma robe, with Buddhist beads around his neck, a ring scar on his head, and his right hand scratching his head, which was a little shiny in the sun, from time to time.

The uncertain point is probably that this person is not reciting the Buddha's name, but is holding half a chicken leg, and in the white jade cup in front of him, it will not be a clear spring but a fine wine.

However, his face was much better than that of the man in white, or much more delicate.

Even if the "Three Thousand Troubles" have been completely abandoned, it is so "beautiful" that men envy and teach women to be jealous.

If he is a woman, it can really be said that the country is overwhelmed.

Different from the relaxation of the man in white, he was looking entangled at the moment, as if he had been "driven into a poor alley" and walked into the end of the road, looking so distressed.

It can be seen that on the stone table between the two, a pair of exquisite chessboards are being placed.

Its exquisiteness lies in the fact that the white is clear, the black is warm, and the chessboard is brilliant, and its value is probably unimaginable to ordinary people.

You must know that even if it is ordinary jade, if it is measured by money, just this small grain is enough for ordinary people to live a good life, not to mention the thing in front of them.

Therefore, whether it is the person who makes it or uses it, it can only be said to be a "loser" behavior.

And the other of the three is a woman in a green shirt, or a girl.

She looks seventeen or eighteen years old, slightly green, with two "crescent moons" hanging on her smiling face, and she looks very cute, and she will inevitably be a stunning beauty in the future.

She watched the two of them play on the side, holding a pot of wine for them, occasionally laughing with the monk, and more often staring at the face of the man in white with some fascination, anyone who looked at it could see some strange feelings.

A few feet behind the three of them, there was a man in black standing, I saw that he was burly, not to mention a "seven-foot man", but his face that looked a little "rigid" was also a little darker.

At the same time, there was a hidden aura circulating on him, and he held a thick black spear in his right hand, and when he looked around, his eyes were a little sharp, as if he was guarding the three of them at all times.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew, and there was a bit of tranquility and embarrassment in the air.

The man in white raised his hand and yawned, more like some kind of mockery.

"That's it, don't go, leave my brother, you win this game, and this chessboard will be yours!"

"Thief monk, chess is what you want to play, the covenant is made by yourself, and now you lose and look like this, I have never forced you, if you don't want to, I will give it back to you!"

"That's it, I'm willing to lose the bet, and my brother still needs to settle the account. ”

Due to the monk's opening to admit defeat, the chess game naturally ended.

At this time, the woman in the green shirt smiled and chatted with the two after seeing the two of them separating the winners and losers.

"Third master, Qing'er heard that you have known Mr. for fifteen years, but you have never won Mr. once when you play chess, why bother to make a contract to gamble on chess?"

After glancing at her, the monk began to tell with a little reminiscence: "You don't know, fifteen years ago, I went down the mountain for the first time and met your husband in Xiacheng, when he was still sitting in a wooden wheelchair, and there was a little black girl standing next to him, oh, it was your young lady. ”

"Third master, I knew at a glance that your husband was not a mortal, so I had the heart to get acquainted with him, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, but the monk didn't want to bully him for inconvenience, so he competed with him in chess. ”

"Don't look at the two of us at that time, although the two of us were young, that battle was also between you and me, he fought for me, and killed the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon were dark, and in the end, the third master lost his patience and accidentally lost to your husband. ”

"Now the third master and I have reached the six realms, which is rare in the world, but your husband, he lost his cultivation five years ago, and since then he has become a mortal, and he has never found a way to recover. ”

"So, I had to fight him for something else, and it was because I didn't win a single time that I wanted to win it back, but... The results were not rosy. ”

When the monk spoke, Qing'er smiled slightly, because she also knew the third master's temperament in her heart, so she had to add some "water" to her words.

But she also knew that the two had a deep brotherly relationship, and the third master didn't want his husband to become decadent because of his lack of cultivation, so he wanted to give his husband some confidence.

But her husband was speechless when he left her brother at this time, looking at the monk in front of him who was "serious but talking nonsense".