It is said that although He Qianshan led the practice in Wanmu Temple, his life was extremely comfortable.

The abbot of Zhixin did not want him to do his homework in the morning and evening, so he only took one volume of the "Diamond Sutra" and "Jizo Sutra" and gave it to him to read by himself.

The food and accommodation are still in the previous guest house, and Erniang Lanhui comes to visit every three or five times, sends clothes, and by the way, brings some meat and umami to satisfy his hunger.

Therefore, he does not look like a disciple of Wanmu Temple at all, but like a guest who has lived in the temple for a long time.

At the beginning, the senior brothers really didn't like it, but when they saw the abbot tolerant, they couldn't say anything, plus He Qianshan's personality was righteous and bold, he was kind to people everywhere, and he knew how to often help the brothers do some chores in the temple, and gradually they got used to him going, and even many people became close to him!

The only thing that made He Qianshan a little depressed was that the martial arts he was most interested in in in Wanmu Temple, Zhixin only passed on a few words of internal strength mantras and ignored them.

Thinking of the stunts that Zhixin and Qianjie showed before, as well as the magic of the martial arts of Wanmu Temple mentioned by Zhixin, He Qianshan was itching from time to time.

On this day, taking advantage of the opportunity to play against Zhixin, He Qianshan finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, the disciple has been in the temple for more than a month, why can't he pass on the martial arts in the temple?"

Zhixin focused on the chess game, and asked rhetorically without raising his eyes, "Hmm...... How's your mind practice?"

He Qianshan replied truthfully: "Xu is because the disciple has practiced internal strength since he was a child, although the mental method is mysterious, the disciple has practiced quite smoothly, day and night, and has never slackened, but in recent days, he has indeed encountered some obstacles. ”

"Oh, what kind of hindrance?" said Zhixin, still looking at the chessboard.

"In the past few days, every time the exercise reaches the end of the exercise, there is an inexplicable feeling of swelling in the palm of the palace, and it cannot be eliminated unless the exercise is stopped. ”

"Click!" the chess piece pinched in Zhixin's finger fell off the chessboard.

Without waiting for He Qianshan to react, Zhixin probed with both hands, grabbed He Qianshan's two hands, put his palms against his palms, and said, "Let's take a look!"

He Qianshan didn't know why, so he only did what he said.

Zhixin closed his eyes and felt the flow of true qi in He Qianshan's body, and his expression changed accordingly, his brows were slightly furrowed as if he had doubts, his lips were slightly opened as if he was surprised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised as if he was pleased.

He Qianshan closed his palms and said puzzledly: "The mental method behind it, after Qianshan entered the temple, no one else except the master has taught the mental method and martial arts!"

Zhixin looked at He Qianshan's expression, it should not be a lie, so he said: "What was passed on to you before being a teacher is the introductory mental method of the internal force exercise 'Ninety-Nine Returning to Vitality', but what you did at the end of the period is already the mental method that you did later, and the teacher has never taught you, if it wasn't a senior brother who passed on you, how would you understand?"

Zhixin said this, He Qianshan was a little surprised, and said, "Is my practice really the same as my own mental method?"

Zhixin nodded: "It's not bad at all!"

"Oh?!" He Qianshan sighed and said, "The disciple just felt that the mental method taught by the master was a little short, so he tried to deduce a few steps back, not wanting to compete with the original meaning of this mental method, it was indeed not taught by others!"

Zhixin was completely stunned!

First, the ninety-nine return to the vitality is the temple founded by the patriarch of the sea, hundreds of years after several monks in the temple research and reform, only to get the current perfection, He Qianshan actually only with the introduction of the heart method to launch the back of the heart method, this is what kind of understanding? I am afraid that the master of Wankong is difficult to compare!

Second, the Ninety-Nine Returning Yuan Qigong Method is difficult and profound, even the introductory mind method Zhixin himself was also a penance for half a year, as for the signs of the swelling of the Lao Gong acupoint that marks the imminent completion of the divine power, it only appeared three years later! This son has cultivated for more than a month to have this realm, and it is impossible to do it without divine power! Or the Buddha blessed him, and he descended such a strange material to inherit the mastery, and the gate of the temple is really a blessing for my temple!

Zhixin pressed the excitement in his heart, and pretended to be serious and said: "Martial arts is focused on gradual progress, and the practice of internal skills is more avoidable, this time you pushed the exercises, it is a coincidence, but you can't do it again, and you can't speculate in the future, so as not to go astray - if the teacher thinks that you have learned something, you will teach the rest of the mental methods, can you write it down?"

He Qianshan hurriedly said: "The disciple has written it down!"

Zhixin picked up the piece just now, and fell into contemplation again, and after a while, he threw the chess piece back into the chess piece and said with a smile: "That's it, you can't beat you left and right, don't play! If you want to learn something new, come with me!"

Zhixin got off the bed as he spoke, and walked out with his hands behind his back, and He Qianshan hurriedly followed.

Out of the meditation house, He Qianshan followed Zhixin straight through the moon gate opposite, and it was the first time he came here after entering the temple for many days.

As expected, inside was the temple's room and dining hall.

There is a path between the house and the hall that leads into the distance.

The two of them went all the way along the trail, and the lower and steeper the terrain became, and after about four or five turns, the sound of rushing water could be heard not far away.

However, what attracted He Qianshan more than the sound of water was a garden he passed by at this time.

The garden was surrounded by a bamboo fence, a thatched hut and a few vegetable patches.

In front of the thatched hut sat cross-legged a fierce-looking monk, who was not Qianjue?

There are also two monks busy in the vegetable patch.

When the three of them saw the abbot passing by, they all bowed their heads together and saluted: "Uncle (father)!"

He Qianshan also saluted the three of them: "The three senior brothers are well!"

The two monks in the vegetable field immediately replied: "Senior brother is well!"

Qianjue didn't seem to hear it, didn't look at He Qianshan, sat down and continued to meditate.

He Qianshan didn't care, at this moment his eyes were on the flowers and plants planted in this garden.

All kinds of flowers and plants are planted along the edges of several vegetable fields, and the red, orange, purple and blue of the flowers and plants flow in the green of the vegetable field, which looks pleasing to the eye!

Although He Qianshan is not interested in the family's timber business, he loves to take care of flowers and trees.

In addition to the flower garden at home, he also planted a lot of flowers and plants in front of and behind his house, and every time he saw the scene of flowers and fruits, he was extremely happy.

He Qianshan stopped, he was fascinated, and he hurried to follow after being urged by Zhixin.

He asked Zhixin why there were flowers and plants planted in the vegetable garden, and Zhixin said that the vegetable garden was originally full of wild flowers and plants, and when the vegetable garden was built, it was supposed to be all eradicated, but the temple people saw that these wild flowers and wild grasses grew out of the ordinary, and they couldn't bear it, so they left a lot of transplants and placed them, so that they had today's appearance.

As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the water flow in a blink of an eye, it was an uncommon wide mountain stream, seven or eight zhang wide, the water flow was not rapid or slow, and the source was not visible, but listening to the sound of thunder in the room, it should be the downstream of the waterfall in the high place.

"Master, what kind of kung fu are you going to learn here?" He Qianshan was a little curious.

"Hehe!

"Fight through the mountains?!" He Qianshan was overjoyed.

Zhixin smiled: "Rare to learn?"

"Master said with a smile, the disciple really can't ask for it!"

Zhixin picked a pebble the size of a peach pit by the stream, and threw it flat towards the water, the pebble jumped a few times and sank to the bottom of the water, Zhixin asked, "How?"

He Qianshan thought to himself, why is this difficult? When he was a child, he would play playing in the water.

He also picked up a similar stone, and threw it flat, only to see that castration was worse than wisdom, and jumped all the way to the opposite shore with water.

Zhixin nodded and smiled, and picked another stone of the same size, and threw it at the same angle and with the same strength.

But the stone disappeared into the water, and it didn't even make a sound!

"How?"

He Qianshan tried several times in a row, but none of them could hit the stone directly into the water.

At first, he thought it was a lack of strength, so he added the strength of his shot, but the result was only to make the stone jump farther.

"Forgot to say that this is a kung fu that is both internal and external?"

He Qianshan patted his head, and sure enough, he still had to control it with internal force, and this internal force should be the mental method that he had practiced for more than a month!

At that moment, he concentrated his energy, performed his exercises according to the law, and soon became angry in the Lao Palace, and at the same time that the swelling appeared again, he only heard Zhixin chanting in his ear: "Collect one and let go of ninety points of qi, and let it flow without sealing or closing!"

These two mantras are extremely difficult for others, but He Qianshan listened to it and suddenly opened up, and the true qi in his body immediately moved.

In an instant, the internal force that was blocked in the Lao Gong acupoint broke through, and the pebbles held in the palm of the palm bounced away!

Although Zhixin was mentally prepared, he was still surprised, and finally suppressed his excitement, and said as plainly as possible: "Very good......! After a few days of trying to figure it out, I will teach you the following methods when I am proficient. After saying that, he hurriedly left.

He Qianshan was both excited and puzzled at this time, excited that his internal strength cultivation had reached a higher level, and he wondered that he felt that this mental trick was not very difficult, he was already running freely, but he didn't know how far he had to practice to be proficient?

After practicing a few more times, He Qianshan really felt bored, so he tried to throw the pebble again, but he didn't know that under the combined use of external force and internal force, the stone was still jumping on the water surface, and it was not even as good as jumping far without internal force!

He Qianshan guessed that Zhixin's so-called "back method" should be the trick, and no matter how much he pondered, it would be in vain, so he put aside the practice first, and then remembered the flowers and plants in the vegetable garden, so he returned to the vegetable garden along the road.

Most of the flowers and plants in the garden are not famous, but they are not all everywhere.

Rhododendron, lilac, petunia, smile, jade butterfly, calla lily...... There are so many types, and some He Qianshan can't even name them!

Although it was only early autumn at this time, the vegetable garden was in the middle of the mountain, which was inevitably cold, but these flowers and plants were growing smart, and He Qianshan couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

He watched as he walked, relishing, but from time to time he shook his head and said to himself:

"This plant should be moved to the north, and it needs more sun!"

"This petunia is too dry, it needs more watering!"

"These two are not easy to plant close, and they will entangle the rhizome!"

......

He Qianshan has never learned to raise flowers and plants, but he has no teacher, and his ability to handle flowers and plants is far better than that of ordinary florists!

He seems to be born with the temperament of plants and trees, and when he was young, he often talked to people as if he could understand the words of flowers and plants, and he also felt the joys and sorrows of the plants and trees.

He Qianshan stopped in front of an iron begonia.

This iron begonia is the most warm and cold, but it blooms delicately in the cool air of this mid-mountain, but somehow, He Qianshan shook his head and sighed.

"Others only say that you are happy, but they don't know your suffering!"

As he spoke, he pulled out an object about a foot and a half from his bosom.

When he looked at it, the object turned out to be a short sword, and he knew that the finger was on the sword that day!

He Qianshan's sword, with a brown and yellow scabbard and a brown and yellow handle, inlaid with agate crystals, is the same as the decoration of his brother He Zhuowen's sword, but because he felt that it was really uncomfortable to hang the long sword on his side all day long, and it was easier for the short sword to repair flowers and plants, he deliberately found someone to cast the sword short, but he didn't care whether it was suitable for swordsmanship cultivation.

He drew his sword, found a scab on the trunk of the iron begonia, stabbed the tip of the sword shallowly, and gently provoked it, and actually picked out an inch-long barb.

"Isn't it comfortable now?" he said lightly as he stroked Tie Haitang's wound, "No thanks!"

The other three people in the vegetable garden were first surprised that He Qianshan had this ability, but when they saw him talking to himself, they felt that this junior brother was a little crazy?

He Qianshan returned the sword into the sheath, but let out a soft cry with a "ah", and he was careless to let the sharp blade cut through the index finger of his left hand - blood flowed down the fingertips and dripped into the soil.

The two senior brothers in the vegetable field hurriedly came to inspect the injury, He Qianshan said that it was only the flesh wound that would heal quickly, but the second monk saw that the wound was quite deep and needed to be medicated as soon as possible, so he dragged him away.

Qianhe Qianshan didn't care about Qianshan's injuries in the slightest, because there was a scene happening in front of his eyes that shocked him incomparably!

Next to the iron begonia, dripping into the soil of He Qianshan's blood, a few green seedlings first emerged, and then grew rapidly, branching, spreading leaves, containing buds, flowering, and growing into a lush cluster of evergreens in the blink of an eye!

There was an illusion in an instant: I had been here for a year and a half, but the flowers and vegetables around me were no different, and even the backs of the three people who had left were still there!

Looking at the original planting of evergreens on the side, only a few of them have buds, and when it is far from the time of flowering, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat and a chill on my back......

He took a few deep breaths, made up his mind, and slowly walked to the close area of the cluster of evergreens, thought about it, and squatted down again and began to turn over the soil of the nearby pines, and sure enough, he found a few seeds of the evergreens, which were scattered from the fruits of the previous season, and had long since rotted before they could sprout.

"Is it from these seeds that it grows instantly?"

The hand holding the seed trembled unconsciously.

After going through every detail of the fight with He Qianshan in his mind again, Qianjue suddenly remembered something, and his eyes changed from fear to greed!

"He Qianshan, I know who you are!"