Song Qingshu said that he was going for a walk, Zhou Zhiruo nodded indifferently, Song Qingshu smiled, and scolded in his heart as he walked on the road: "This woman is really ruthless, she only thinks about her Zhang Wuji's ......" After a long time, she remembered that her first priority now is to cure her meridians, and then live in this super troubled world, instead of eating Zhang Wuji's flying vinegar.

All the way to the Shaolin Temple's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the monk explained his intention, the other party knew that he was the husband of the head of Emei, and did not dare to slack off, seeing that he just wanted to refer to the Buddhist scriptures, after the registration he led him in: "Song Shaoxia, this temple has always welcomed people who are destined to read the Buddhist scriptures, the first floor has a collection of various versions of the Buddhist scriptures, Song Shaoxia can read at will. However, above the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is where the martial arts classics of the temple are located, Song Shaoxia is not a person in this sect, and I hope that Shaoxia will not embarrass the little monk. ”

"There is Master Lao, and I can save it in the next province. Song Qingshu said politely, the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the forbidden land of Shaolin Temple, and there have always been masters guarding it, not to mention that he is now powerless, even if his martial arts are not damaged at all, he can't go up.

Song Qingshu was aimlessly flipping through the scriptures, he was not interested in this, that is, he flipped through them casually, but was looking for a figure everywhere.

After turning around for most of the day, he didn't find the person he was looking for, Song Qingshu couldn't hide his disappointment, thinking that he had guessed wrong.

"Huh~" Unconsciously turned to a dark corner, saw the three words of "Lenga Sutra", and thought that the "Jiuyang Sutra" was hidden in it, Song Qingshu excitedly stretched out his hand and opened it.

Although he knew that Zhang Wuji had learned the Jiuyang True Scripture, which proved that this scripture had been lost from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he still did not give up with a trace of expectation, and sure enough, it was empty, Song Qingshu sighed in disappointment.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha horn behind him startled Song Qingshu, turned around, and found a gray-clothed monk standing quietly behind him at some point.

The other party was wearing the lowest costume of Shaolin Temple, holding a tattered broom, with a thin figure, described as withered, sparse and sparse a few long beards that were already completely white, in the eyes of anyone, he was just a miscellaneous old monk who was about to die, but Song Qingshu was a five-minded Chen Za, I didn't expect that there really was this nameless monk.

"The younger generation Song Qingshu has seen the master. Song Qingshu bowed respectfully.

"Huh?" Nameless didn't expect Song Qingshu to be so respectful to him, and was very curious, "Lao Wei is not a master, but he just saw Song Shaoxia walking around in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and only roughly swept the other scriptures, until he saw this "Lenga Sutra", Song Shaoxia picked it up without hesitation, and when he saw the contents clearly, he showed a look of disappointment. The old man was curious, so he showed up. ”

"The younger generation had a fluke mentality, and after the end, they found out that they really had fantasies, so they were a little disappointed. Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment and said euphemistically.

"Lao Wei has been in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for more than forty years, if I remember correctly, there was a copy of the Jiuyang Sutra in this "Lenga Sutra", but it was taken later, and I dared to ask Song Shaoxia if it was what he was looking for?"

was broken by his words, and Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed: "Don't hide it from the master, it is true that I am still reading the "Jiuyang True Scripture" in the next place." ”

"Oh~" Nameless burst into a hearty laugh, and didn't ask him why he knew such secrets, but asked with concern, "If Lao Wei is not mistaken, Song Shaoxia's meridians are now broken, and even if he finds the Jiuyang True Scripture, he can't cultivate, so why bother with it?"

"I hope the master will save him. Thinking that the other party might be the only person in the world who could save him, Song Qingshu was a little out of shape under his excitement.

"Song Shaoxia's life is safe now, why do you need to save him?" Nameless helped him up, "If you want to restore your martial arts, please forgive Lao Wei for saying bluntly, Song Shaoxia's meridians are broken, and it is beyond human power to recover, and Lao Ke can't do anything." ”

Song Qingshu was a little desperate all of a sudden, the sweeping monk was an almost god-like existence in the golden book, and he said that he couldn't save it, it was really hopeless.

Seeing that he was almost collapsing, the sweeping monk silently recited the Buddha's name, and said slowly: "Martial arts are things outside the body, why should the young man be so persistent." When today's martial arts are more murderous, although there are occasional chivalrous people who can save the lives of one or two people, where can they compare to Buddhism to universalize sentient beings. Why don't you study Buddhism from now on......"

The voice of the sweeping monk seemed to have a calming effect, Song Qingshu slowly calmed down, but when he saw that the other party persuaded him to convert to Buddhism, he was quite disapproving, and hurriedly refused: "The master is kind, the younger generation understands it, but the younger generation has too many doubts in his heart, and he needs to confirm them one by one, and he really can't escape into the empty door." ”

"Anyway, I don't want to see the young man's fate yet, and I don't force it anymore. Nameless shook his head, suddenly stretched out his fingers, and poked a few times at the big points on Song Qingshu's body, Song Qingshu only felt a few warm currents wrapping his body, Nameless had already turned around and floated away, and the voice came from afar, "Lao Wei protects the Shaoxia meridians with his true qi, so that it will not shrink for the time being." Today, I'm afraid there are only four great miracle doctors, and they may have a way to deal with Shaoxia's injury. ”

"The Four Great Divine Doctors?" Hearing Song Qingshu's question, Zhou Zhiruo frowned and thought about it carefully, "Today, the people who can be called divine doctors are none other than Butterfly Valley Doctor Immortal Hu Qingniu, Kaifeng Famous Murder Doctor Ping Yizhi, Songzhou City Xue Divine Doctor, by the way, and the legendary Poison Hand Medicine King." ”

Seeing her husband's longing eyes, Zhou Zhiruo was also a little unbearable in her heart, and comforted: "Qingshu, Zhang Wuji has already obtained the true biography of Hu Qingniu, it can be said that Qingqing is blue, even he can't help it, and several other miracle doctors and Hu Qingniu are just a few of them, and they don't want to ...... it."

Song Qingshu thought that she wanted to stay here and wait for Zhang Wuji, and didn't want to accompany her, so she was upset in her heart, and shouted casually: "Don't mention that person!"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't expect him to react so much, in the past, she would have been angry a long time ago, but just a few days ago with Zhang Wuji, I and I, under the weakness of my heart, I actually persuaded softly: "Qingshu, it's not a big deal if the martial arts are gone, let's go back to Emei together, don't pay attention to the grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes, what's the difference between having martial arts and not martial arts when the time comes, do you say okay?"

I have never seen Zhou Zhiruo so tender to herself, begging softly, Song Qingshu looked at his wife's bright and moving cheeks, and was a little stupid for a while.

Seeing that the other party was staring at him in a daze, even if the two were already husband and wife in name, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but be a little shy, and glanced at him angrily: "I haven't seen enough for so long!" "I can't get enough of it in my life~" Song Qingshu replied subconsciously, suddenly a little puzzled about how much her attitude had changed, and looked at her uncertainly: "Are you really willing to go back to Emei with me?"