Life at Landa Monastery is relatively boring, and even the warrior monks of the Dharma Monastery are not exempt from the morning and evening chanting classes. Ling Bai accompanied tens of thousands of monks to chant scriptures and chant Buddha every day, and birds faded out of his mouth, and the pure moon without meat and joy could not bear the purity of the temple, so he took Ling Bai out of the mountain to get some game and make tooth sacrifices.

Thinking of the terrible appearance of Jingyue eating and vomiting and vomiting that day, Ling Bai shuddered. Eating with him was unimaginably tortured.

"Let's go to the courtyard to play chess and drink tea. Ling Bai categorically refused, in addition to the above reasons, he was now at the critical moment of electing the abbot, and all the disciples of the Naroda Temple were not allowed to give orders, and they would be punished if they went out. As a person from outside the secret realm, of course it doesn't matter, but Jingyue is now a disciple, and he is about to make a mistake at such a critical time, which will have a great impact on Xufeng's competition for the position of abbot, and he will inevitably suffer a bitter sin.

For the sake of a momentary appetite, it's not worth it.

Jingyue was also on a whim, knowing what Ling Bai meant, she also calmed down, shook her head and smiled bitterly twice. Identity is a kind of bond, if you want to get something, you have to give other corresponding things, and now, what he has lost is freedom. The suffering in this is like a person drinking water, and he knows his own warmth and coldness.

Back in the courtyard, Jingyue was busy setting up a chessboard under the Bodhi tree, to fight against Ling Bai.

Ling Bai was not in a hurry, made a pot of tea, took a light sip, and felt comfortable, and then began to play chess with the impatient Jingyue.

The two have already fought hundreds of rounds, but without exception, they all ended in a big defeat for Jingyue.

This time, he regrouped and threatened to win back a city and save face.

Ling Bai couldn't help but laugh when he saw Jingyue trying his best to save his respect, so he asked him, "What if I don't win?"

Jingyue straightened her color and said indifferently: "I'll wash my senior brother's socks for Half Moon." ”

"January. ”

"Good. Jingyue gritted her teeth and agreed.

Ling Bai didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, but he was not afraid, although he was also a rotten chess basket, but Jingyue's level was even lower, like a toddler. When it comes to dealing with it, it's naturally easy to deal with.

Jingyue settled first, and the two of them went back and forth, drinking tea while focusing on the situation on the chessboard.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the net moon was already showing signs of defeat. A rare bead of sweat oozed from his forehead, showing that his current state of mind was not calm.

"Senior Brother Jingyue, you're going to lose. ”

"The power of cultivating the tongue is difficult to see until the final victory. ”

Jingyue is like a child who resists death and refuses to admit it, and every time she falls, she has to think about it for a long time. Ling Bai drank a few pots of tea, and the game of chess was not finished yet, but the urge to urinate under him was a little unbearable.

"Senior Uncle Jingyue, Senior Brother Ling Bai, please take a seat. ”

At that time, the voice of the accompanying warrior monk of the Xufeng Seat sounded, and then, he walked in from outside the courtyard, and when he saw the two of them playing chess, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Senior uncle and senior brother are really interested, the other senior brothers have already rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, why don't you go quickly?" ”

"I forgot about it. Jingyue slapped her head, and suddenly remembered that today was the day to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to observe, and then quietly dialed the chessboard to mess up the chess pieces, and said in surprise: "Oh, I accidentally messed up the chessboard, and now the seat is waiting again, this game can't be counted, come back and continue to play." ”

"Okay. ”

Ling Bai saw that his acting skills were so clumsy, and he didn't bother to laugh at him, anyway, he didn't think that he would stay in the secret realm for a month, socks or something, it was okay if he didn't wash them, if he stinked a little, he even ate the Tsukidan with the smell of sweat, so the smell was not enough.

The two accompanied the warrior monks to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and there were already a group of warrior monks standing outside the door, all of whom were the last batch of warrior monks who had just been promoted to formal disciples. At the beginning, the benefit of the Dharma Academy is to take everyone into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to visit.

The Dharma Academy's Xufeng stood aside, holding the Buddha beads, his face was not angry and arrogant, he glanced at Jingyue and Ling Bai, who were belatedly late, and said lightly: "The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the foundation and important place of the Landa Temple, which is divided into eight layers, and there are countless ancestors of the Dharma prohibitions in it, and what exercises can be taken away from it depends on your personal chance." So, let's all go inside...."

Ling Bai looked up at the Scripture Pavilion of the Landa Temple, which was actually more like a tall tower.

Eight layers, in which there are a lot of exercises in the collection, I am afraid that it is difficult to measure.

In addition, listening to what Xufeng said, whoever goes in can take away the exercises, that is really in line with Ling Bai's intentions, he can't show off anything except for the attack method of one-finger Zen now, his fists and feet are more like a three-legged cat, and like a street hooligan fight, anyway, there is no ornamentation at all.

In this trip, you must obtain a martial art of swords, clubs, and clubs.

It's just that the prohibition in the Scripture Pavilion seems to be very powerful, and it takes a lot of effort to get the best exercises.

When the monks heard this, a touch of joy appeared on their faces, although everyone had obtained a technique from the Xuyun Zen Master, but everyone understood the principle that there were many skills and did not pressure the body, so naturally the more stunts they wanted to know, the better.

After everyone entered one by one, Jingyue and Ling Bai slowly left to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion looks at an ancient tower from the outside and the inside, but there is a lot of inside when you walk in, and the area is much larger than what you see. The inside was already crowded with warrior monks, all crowded in front of the bookshelves to read the scriptures, but after a while, most of the people showed disappointed expressions on their faces. It is common to practice the cheats on the first floor, and it is nothing more than a method for exercising muscles and bones, improving qi and nourishing the spirit, which is not of much benefit to them at present.

Ling Bai already knew a rough idea in his heart when he saw the look on their faces, but he was not in a hurry to leave, at this time, he must have the patience to go to a higher level. Jingyue also had the same idea, and the two black-bellied men stood quietly in front of the entrance, watching the other warrior monks break into the second floor.

In the distance, Xuan Qin frowned and put down an ordinary stick exercise, raised his eyes to look at the door, his eyes flashed, and an unnatural look appeared on his face. That day's battle with Ling Bai ended in complete defeat, so that he was now extremely eager for a powerful attack method, and to obtain the exercises that could break the Vajra without breaking the divine skill, it was necessary to have the exercises within the seventy-two stunts.

Casting his eyes on the wooden staircase in front of the entrance, he strode forward and walked to the front of the staircase.

"Senior Brother Xuanqin, it's a loss of heart to be so impatient, the ban of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is very powerful, don't risk yourself. Jingyue said kindly.

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Xuan Qin sneered, not taking this fellow brother in his eyes. He and Jingyue were both accepted as disciples by Xufeng, and on the surface they were both in a prosperous relationship, but the competition behind the scenes was more fierce than that of ordinary warrior monks. Being able to get the favor of Xufeng and be entrusted with important tasks is what they are doing at the moment, so what exercises can be brought out by this trip to the Scripture Pavilion can also make an impression in front of Xufeng.

"There's no need for Senior Brother Jingyue to worry. "Xuan Qinyi is a bold man, taking the lead and taking risks.

He stepped up the stairs, a bronze bell condensed from his body.

The golden bell jar is worthy of being the top exercise in the horizontal practice class, he just shook his body, and then walked up to the second floor as if he were walking on the ground, and his figure disappeared at the mouth of the stairs.

Whew, when the warrior monks saw this, they put their minds at ease, exhaled turbid breath, and those who were a little ambitious were already gearing up, ready to follow Xuan Qin's footsteps and walk towards the second floor.

A warrior monk as thin as a monkey relied on his swift body, passed over the crowd, and soared up like a dexterous ape, and as soon as he took two steps, he was bounced away by a huge force and smashed down on the stone frame behind him. With a bang, the thin warrior monk spit out blood stasis and choked up, but the stone frame behind him was extremely firm, and the tattoo did not move. With the blessing of many Buddhist monks, even a one-layer thing cannot be easily destroyed.

The warrior monks looked at each other, it seemed that things were not as relaxed as Xuan Qin showed when he went up, and the danger could only be known by himself.

"Danger,"

The emaciated warrior monk who was blown away clutched his chest and shouted in pain.

When he shouted like this, everyone hesitated again, seeing that his miserable appearance did not seem to be a fake, thinking that he had suffered a very serious internal injury, so he would remind them not to go up. Thinking of this, many people flinched, and returned to the stone frame to search for more valuable martial arts.

An ordinary-looking warrior monk standing in front of the thin warrior monk glanced at him, and a hint of cunning flashed in both of their eyes.

Ling Bai saw all the expressions of the two in his eyes, couldn't help but laugh, and said to Jingyue in a low voice: "It seems that the warrior monks in the Dharma Academy are not simple-minded characters with four limbs, and there are a lot of intrigues among them. ”

Jingyue also saw the small movements of the two of them, and said with a smile: "In order to stop other senior brothers, it is also painstaking. But the specific effect depends on their acting skills next. ”

While the two were whispering, the ordinary-looking warrior monk suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the wrist of the thin warrior monk, and after a while, his expression changed slightly, and he exclaimed: "Senior brother, your five internal organs and six organs have been shocked, and even the meridians and qi sea have been damaged a lot, and if you don't cultivate for a few months, I am afraid that it will have an impact on your future cultivation." ”

"What? So badly injured? Then I'd better not go up. A warrior monk not far away heard the truth and hurriedly answered. However, looking at his stiff words and pompous expression, it is basically certain that it is also 'to'.

These people are really painstaking, shouting and drinking, gathering crowds to abduct and deceive, and use methods.

but

Those who believe are not far from idiots.

Never expect everyone to be extraordinarily wise, wise and foolish, some people are really not bright-minded, and they are particularly conformist. Hearing that some people retreated, dozens of people immediately retreated, busy with their own things, hoping to find the hidden peerless exercises on the first floor.

What if?

What if any of the seniors missed the cheats of this iron cloth shirt?

Obviously, this was also thought of by them. The one who answered first turned around and walked a few steps, pretending to rummage on the stone frame a few times, and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God, it turned out to be the Drunken Eight Immortal Stick Method, I didn't expect that there would be seventy-two stunts on the first floor." ”

As soon as these words came out, a series of exclamations suddenly followed, and the surrounding warrior monks surrounded them.

But seeing that Natuo hurriedly covered his mouth, he looked speechless, hid his hand in the placket of his clothes, and hurriedly ran towards the outside of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Although the monks were red-eyed, it was impossible for them to rob openly, so they could only return to the stone frame with red eyes and continue to search.

hiss

Ling Bai was stunned when he saw it, this link was linked one by one, it was really a good skill.

Don't those who believe in it have the slightest suspicion? Seeing that the drunken Eight Immortals are still shouting loudly, who would be so stupid? Even if there are still people who believe in it, he is helpless. With a wry smile, he turned his head to look at Jingyue and asked suspiciously, "Can you take away the exercise cheats in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?"

"Well, there are monks outside who are specially recorded, and generally speaking, they have to be returned in half a month. Jingyue replied with a smile.

"I see. Ling Bai nodded, they had been watching on the ground floor for a while, and it was time to go up.

He glanced at Jingyue and slowly walked up the stairs.

"Someone is going up? It's Senior Brother Ling Bai. He knows how to do Vajra and not bad magic, so it shouldn't be too difficult to go up. ”

A warrior monk saw Ling Bai move and whispered.

Everyone's eyes brushed at Ling Bai, secretly expecting something indescribable.

Soon, they were disappointed.

Because Ling Bai went upstairs, he walked on the ground as if he was on the ground, and he didn't even shake his shoulders, which was no different from walking on ordinary steps. Then, Jingyue also followed, the same relaxed freehand.

The posture of the two people as if they were going up the stairs of their own house gave everyone an illusion: the stairs seem to be very easy to climb!

Some people were unwilling to sit on the first floor, so they mustered up the courage to go up the stairs, stepping on the wooden stairs, and there was indeed a huge force attacking, but only a little luck resisted, and the force was blocked. It took half a moment, and I barely got up.

The warrior monks below couldn't hold back, and there was not much difference in cultivation between them, so why couldn't they go up if others could go up? Thinking about it, they all ran towards the stairs in a hurry.

On the first floor, only the tall and thin two warrior monks were left looking at each other.

"Senior brother, what should I do?"

"What else can I do, hurry up. ”

"Well, too. It's good to trick one out. ”

"........." is a warrior monk holding a fake drunken Eight Immortals stick method.

On the second floor, the layout is no different from the first floor, but I didn't see Xuanqin's figure. Even the things he couldn't look down on, Ling Bai and Jingyue naturally couldn't look down on them, so they continued to go up to the third floor without looking back.

The prohibition on the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion is much stronger than that on the first floor, but there is no way to help the two of them.

In front of the warrior monks who rushed up, the two continued upward.

Someone immediately followed, but was blown away by the strange force, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and fell to his knees with a dejected expression.

"It seems that there is still a gap. ”

The second floor is a watershed, brushing down a large number of warrior monks.

In addition, there were still dozens of people who followed in the footsteps of Ling Bai and the others to the third floor, and then the fourth floor.

went up to the fifth floor, and finally saw Xuan Qin's figure. He sat in front of the stairs with his face like gold paper, meditating and pranayama, thinking that he was stuck on this level and had to stop to rest. Even Jingyue was a little out of breath when she came up here, and then looked behind her, only a few people followed, but looking at the state, it was obvious that she couldn't go up to the sixth layer anymore.

"Continue?" Ling Bai's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he looked at Jingyue with a smile.

"What's there to fear?"

Jingyue could not admit defeat in front of Ling Bai, and nodded happily.

At this time, I heard Xuan Qin's laughter again. He suddenly opened his eyes, looking very tired, but after seeing Ling Bai and the others, he immediately covered them up, and smiled disdainfully: "The prohibition in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion has the blessings of many high monks, and in the final analysis, it is actually a kind of thing to test potential. The fifth floor is already very remarkable, not everyone can go up to the sixth floor, I heard that those who have gone up to the sixth floor are already at the same level as the Waza. Senior Brother Ling Bai may still be possible, but once he has reached the fifth floor in a row, I am afraid that he will also be exhausted, and he will need to meditate and pranayama like me before he can go up again. As for the net moon, hehe..........."