Early the next morning, He Qianshan went down to the edge of the stream alone, pondering this stunt of crossing the mountain, but after pondering for a long time, he still had no clue.

He was bored and half lying on the grass by the stream, biting a dog's tail grass, supporting his head with one hand, holding the pebbles in the palm of his hand with the other, and gently exhaling the internal force to play and roll, which was also interesting!

"Amazing! Senior Brother Qianshan!"

He Qianshan looked back, but he didn't know when he was standing behind him, and he hurriedly stood up and saluted: "I've seen Senior Brother Qianjue!"

"You and my senior brother don't have to be so polite, these courtesies will be exempted from each other in the future! I almost hurt you in the last competition, and my senior brother hasn't apologized to you yet!"

"Uh...... Where is the senior brother? I have no eyes in my fists and feet, even if I am injured and my skills are not as good as others, how can I apologize?"

This Qianjue has always had no good face for He Qianshan, and today's change of attitude makes He Qianshan really uncomfortable.

Qianjue asked, "How is the wound on your hand?"

"Senior Brother Lao has bothered, he has been cured, and the gold sore medicine in the temple is really easy to use!"

He Qianshan spread out his left hand, and sure enough, there was no scar on his finger wound!

"Oh, that's good!"

What is the curative effect of the Wanmu Temple Golden Sore Medicine, how can Qian Jue not know? No matter how good it is, it is impossible to have such a miraculous effect! It's just that at this time, Qian Jue is no longer surprised.

"Uncle Shi passed on how you practiced through the mountains?"

He Qianshan shook his head and sighed.

"The internal force method has been practiced smoothly, but every time I make a move, it is plausible, and I should have some tricks up my sleeve yet. ”

Qianjue nodded: "Senior brother, do you know that you have practiced to this level in the morning and night, and ordinary people can't do it at all!

He Qianshan smiled bitterly: "Senior brother has praised it! I'm at a loss! It's better to ...... Senior brother gives me some advice?"

"I do have the heart to help you, but I haven't practiced this kung fu, I'm afraid I can't do anything!"

He Qianshan was a little unconvinced.

"How could it be? Master and other senior brothers, all recommend that you have been the most talented in martial arts in the temple for many years, and you have devoted yourself to cultivating martial arts, is there still a kung fu in this temple that the senior brother does not know?

Qian Jue shook his head and laughed.

"If you want to talk about talent, I'm afraid that you can't be as good as your junior brother, and if you want to say that I don't look down on this kung fu through the mountains, you have wronged me.

Senior brother, do you know that this stunt is also one of my Wanmu Temple town stunts, if practiced, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, far and near fast and slow can be at will, it is the secret weapon magic power of the crown martial arts!

Just because the internal force used to fight through the mountains is ninety-nine to return to the vitality, and what I practice is the Taiyin and the Yuanjue, these two internal forces are positive and negative, one yang and one yin, one rigid and one soft, and they cannot be practiced at the same time, so I don't want to practice, but I can't practice at all!"

At this point, He Qianshan finally knew who the name of the internal force he was practicing, and he also guessed that the Taiyin Separation Yuan Recipe that Qianjue said should be the forbidden internal strength method mentioned by the master.

"But......" Qian Jue paused and said, "Although I don't know how to fight through the mountains, I still know a little bit about some methods......

"Really?!" Before Qianjue finished speaking, He Qianshan grabbed Qianjue's arm, as excited as if some treasure had been lost and recovered, "Senior brother, tell me quickly!"

He Qianshan's enthusiasm made Qianjue, who had always been unsmiling, very uncomfortable, and said with a dry cough: "Senior brother, don't be impatient, and listen to me!" Although it is a secret weapon kung fu, the key to the technique is all internal force, to put it simply, it is to control things with qi, the deeper the skill, the more things that can be controlled, the farther the distance of the things, and the more you can do what you want, the abbot and uncle have practiced this skill so far, and the stones thrown can wear gold cracked stones, and can lightly hit the acupuncture points, and it can only be said that it is a small success!"

He Qianshan was a little frustrated when he heard this.

"It's so difficult to practice, I don't know how long it will take to practice?"

"Why should the junior brother be discouraged? The qualifications of the junior brother are far better than that of the abbot and uncle, and it is only possible to surpass the abbot in the palm of your hand, and it is not impossible for you to surpass the abbot in the middle of the day, and it is not impossible for the sword to be volleyed in the sky and the flying feather to hurt people!"

Although Qianjue said it magically, He Qianshan himself could not regain this confidence, and said with a wry smile: "Don't say that the imperial sword flies the feather, even if you hit this stone into the water, you can't do it now!"

Qian Jue smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this? Haven't you ever played with a spinning top?"

"Spinning top? But what does this have to do with spinning tops?"

Qianjue didn't explain, but said: "I can only say this, if I say more, Uncle Shi will definitely blame me! Senior brother, you are very smart, when you can figure it out quickly, I will go back to the garden first!"

After Qian Jue finished speaking, he turned around and left, but turned back and asked, "Do you want to play chess with Uncle Shi today?"

"Well, I made an appointment with Shen. ”

Qianjue nodded and left.

He Qianshan didn't care why Qianjue asked this, and only muttered in his mouth: "Gyro...... Spinning top?"

Suddenly, he clapped his hands, and ran all the way to the outside of the temple, ran to a small ginkgo tree, searched the ground nearby, and sure enough, he found the cave that Zhixin threw to save the snake that day.

He dug more than half a foot with a short sword, but he still didn't see the chess pieces, but the spiral lines on the cave wall were clearly visible!

"Haha...... I see!"

......

After lunch, He Qianshan took a nap happily, and when he woke up, it was almost Shenshi, so he quickly washed his face and went to the master's meditation room.

Approaching the meditation room, I could hear someone talking inside, the voice was not loud, but I vaguely heard the words "Thousand Mountains", "Life Experience", and "Secret"!

His head "buzzed", he was busy calming down, tiptoed closer, held his breath and listened, it turned out that Qianjue was talking to the master!

Qianjue said: "Twenty years ago, on the day of the catastrophe in our temple, the distinguished guest who was implicated was Master He's family, right? I heard that Mrs. He was pregnant with Liujia at that time, if I am not wrong, Mrs. He will be the brother of Qianshan who was born in the forest!"

"......" Zhixin did not speak.

Qian Jue said again: "It seems that even Senior Brother Qianshan himself doesn't know about this matter, right?"

Zhixin asked rhetorically, "How do you know?"

"When I tried the tricks with Senior Brother Qianshan, I already noticed that his internal strength was different, and later I saw that he practiced very fast, which was definitely not human, and I remembered that when I practiced with Master Hongye, the Master mentioned all kinds of secrets in the forest, I guessed that Senior Brother Qianshan must have obtained some amazing opportunity there, so that he had this extraordinary power!"

"Just based on your own speculation, you will say in vain, have you studied the Dharma in vain for decades?" Zhixin rebuked in a deep voice.

"Uncle Shi was angry, I didn't disclose this matter to others, only because I had doubts in my heart, so I asked Uncle Shi for confirmation. But...... If Senior Brother Qianshan really has a special talent but doesn't know it, I'm afraid it will be harmful to him!"

“...... Even if it is true as you said, Qianshan also has a father and elder brother, whether and when to inform them, they have their own opinions, which turn is our turn to make the decision without permission? What you say today will stop at this room, stop at you and me, and must not be passed on!"

"Uncle Mingjian......! Qianjue retired first!"

He Qianshan's heart was in a mess, and he didn't have time to avoid the sight of Qianjue who pushed the door.

At a glance, he Qianshan was standing not far away, Qianjue's expression was both surprised and embarrassed, he frowned, gestured with He Qianshan and hurried away.

He Qianshan understood the meaning of Qianjue, which was to let him stay silent at the master's place for a while, so he sorted out his emotions for a moment before entering the meditation room.

In the subsequent chess game, both the master and apprentice were silent.

After a hard battle, Zhixin defeated He Qianshan for the first time, but in addition to the accident, his mood was not as excited and excited as he imagined, but a little worried.

Out of the master's meditation room, He Qianshan slipped through the smoke and went straight to the vegetable garden.

Qianjue was already waiting in the garden, and led him into the hut and closed the door.

He Qianshan was full of questions, but he didn't know where to ask, but Qianjue spoke first.

"Did you hear my conversation with Uncle Shi?"

He Qianshan nodded.

"......" Qian Jue was silent for a while and said, "Your father and eldest brother really never told you about the circumstances of your birth?"

He Qianshan shook his head.

Qianjue was silent again, and his heart seemed to be greatly entangled!

"I don't know if I should tell you or not!"

"Please tell me, senior brother!"

He Qianshan's eyes were earnest, and his tone was even a little tough.

Qianjue glanced at He Qianshan, and finally said: "Twenty years ago, no, now it should be said that twenty-one years ago, you should always know about the catastrophe in my temple, right?"

"Well, although my family has never mentioned it, some people in the community occasionally say it, but they know something, but they don't know what it has to do with me?"

Qian Jue seemed to have straightened out his thoughts, and then said slowly:

"At that time, Wanmu Temple, although it was not well-known in the martial arts, but it was also a well-known ancient temple, and there were many people who came to worship the Buddha and seek fate and scholars!

And at that time, the Buddha of our temple was widely knotted, the temple door was wide open, and the people of the world were unsuspecting, and they all treated each other with courtesy when they met those who worshiped the temple......

I remember that it was dusk one day in the year of Gengzi, about half of the time, two people from the rivers and lakes suddenly came to the temple, saying that they were traveling to the mountain together, missed the time to go down the mountain, and wanted to spend a night in the temple. At that time, the abbot and abbot of Zhitong, the family teacher, saw that he was a fellow martial artist, so he was hospitable and arranged accommodation, but he didn't want to lure the wolf into the room!

Those two people from the rivers and lakes suddenly attacked and killed the monks who were keeping vigil in the middle of the night, opened the temple gate, and brought in more than 100 bandits to wash our temple in blood, and ......killed people when they saw them."

Speaking of this, Qian Jue gritted his teeth and paused, and his eyes released a trace of anger and murderous aura!

"Many brothers and uncles were not able to resist, and they were swords in their sleep......

A few of my younger disciples and I were put into a bucket and hoisted into a well by the Master before we escaped, and all we could hear was screams......

Later, fortunately, a swordsman who stayed in our temple helped to kill the bandits......

In this battle, less than ten of the eighty monks of my Wanmu Temple survived, and only the master and the uncle of Zhixin remained among the monks of the Zhizi generation, and the master also died soon after due to serious injuries that were difficult to treat!"