"Now that Qingliang Temple has arrived, then I'm afraid there will be a battle next, and Poor Dao just needs to wait. ”

Gui Zhong thought about it in his heart, beckoned, and called Wei Xiaobao to his side, "Xiaobao, the next thing is up to you, I came here this time to keep you safe, as for other things, I won't care about it, I have lived in this temple these days, just go and do whatever you want." ”

"Since you said so, Brother Dao Elder, okay then. Wei Xiaobao's face was bitter, he originally wanted to ask Gui Zhong to help him find the whereabouts of the old emperor of Shunzhi, but now it seems impossible.

"This little master, poor road travels all over the world, these days will live in your temple for a few days, quiet and quiet, I don't know if it's okay?"

After Gui Zhong and Wei Xiaobao negotiated, he said to the monk beside him.

"Ah, this Taoist chief is polite, although the small temple is simple, there are also a few guest rooms, let the little monk go and talk to the abbot, and take the Taoist chief to stay. ”

Buddhism and Taoism have always been at odds, but they have to pay attention to some face kung fu, although this monk does not know what the Taoist priest of Gui Zhong is, but he has never lost the number of courtesies, and he bowed and agreed.

Gui Zhong nodded, this time it saves a lot of trouble, he thought that this Qingliang Temple was really unkind, but he didn't expect that there would be such a benefit in his Taoist decoration today.

Not long after, the monk led a few people into a large hall and met the abbot of Qingliang Temple, Master Chengguang. Gui Zhong raised his eyes and saw that this Chengguang master was about fifty or sixty years old, and his face was peaceful, but with his eyesight, he could also see that this Buddhist master looked at his group with a little vigilance, which should be because of the Shunzhi Emperor.

"I don't know what a few donors are doing here?"

Master Chengguang proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then asked softly.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, the master is polite, the poor road Huashan Taiyuan, this time I came, but I traveled to the red dust, I want to live in this Qingliang Temple for a few days, go to the summer, but also quiet and quiet, I don't know what the master wants?"

Gui Zhong was the first to speak, he didn't say anything about Wei Xiaobao's intentions, he just took care of himself.

"Amitabha, it is convenient for the monks and people to be convenient for themselves, since the Taiyuan Taoist has this need, how can the poor monk not allow it, Jingkong, you take this Taoist to the guest room to rest. ”

Master Chengguang didn't know if he believed it in his heart, so he directly instructed the monk to go to the guest room with the return bell.

made a color to Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er, and Gui Zhong didn't say much, and left directly with the monk in the clear space.

As for how Wei Xiaobao will find Emperor Shunzhi next, it is not something he wants to pay attention to, anyway, this kid is very clever and can always get things done.

In the next few days, Gui Zhong is in the guest room of Qingliang Temple, resting quietly, meditating and practicing qi, continuing the practice of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, this stage of kung fu, belongs to the seven layers of the day after tomorrow, every progress is not so easy, it takes a lot of energy, and Gui Zhong is practicing the whole heart method of this Xuanmen internal strength, it is impossible to advance by leaps and bounds, can only continue to refine and refine the qi, condense a trace of pure internal force, constantly quench the meridians, impact the acupoints, he has never convened, the mood is peaceful, not hurried, this kind of mind is just secretly in line with the Taoist inaction of the wonderful realm, the practice is also comfortable, and the results are goodIn just a few days, he felt that his internal force had become much purer again, and the amount had also increased, but there was still a way to go before opening up the next meridian.

Sometimes he also practiced a fist and foot in the guest room, after a discussion with that Wu Lishen, he also found his current shortcomings, to his realm, gradually need to be compatible, adopt the strengths of each family, understand the mysteries of various martial arts, to improve their martial arts knowledge and realm, just a simple practice of swordsmanship, not too smart, fists and feet above the kung fu can not fall, so he began to figure out a set of Mianzhang kung fu that he comprehended, this set of palm techniques, he has eyebrows in his heart, the foundation is still the foundation of Huashan Changquan and the Tai Chi of the previous life, pay attention to the soft to overcome the rigid, focus on the use of internal force, palm power changes, and is not good at movesIn this way, it is also in line with his path, the kind of complicated and changeable fist kung fu he has too little contact, the foundation is weak, but he has achieved something in internal strength, and the palm method of understanding this path is exactly what he wants.

In the small courtyard, Gui Zhong stretched his fists and feet, practiced a set of palm techniques, his pace changed, faintly and secretly combined with the direction of the gossip, it seems to be slow, in fact, the pace of the front and back and left and right contains mysteries, when facing the enemy, avoid its edge, hit its twilight return, all have a wonderful use, both hands into a yin and yang style, a palm of the palm of a chain of shots, out of the palm is as soft as a feather, but faintly there is a lingering strength to give birth, once the enemy is hit, the feminine palm power is straight into the blood viscera, the lethality is extremely terrifying.

Whew, after a cup of tea, Gui Zhong came down with a set of palm techniques, exactly seven seven forty-nine styles, which secretly coincided with the number of heavenly ways, and at the same time, the internal force was continuous, and the meridians were stretched, making him refreshed.

"Yes, my palm technique has gradually taken shape, not only to defeat the enemy, but also to exercise internal strength, stretch muscles and bones, and have the effect of nourishing the body. ”

Feeling the changes in himself, Gui Zhong said secretly.

On the third day of Qingliang Temple, Gui Zhong was in the courtyard to figure out some deficiencies in the palm technique, and suddenly there was a noisy and noisy sound in front of him, and there was a faint sound of fighting.

"Is it finally here?" Looking at the direction where the voice came from, Gui Zhong muttered secretly, and with a move of his steps, he took the long sword and walked forward.

Not long to come to the door of Qingliang Temple, he saw a piece of noisy, the sound of shouting continued, he fixed his eyes and looked, only to see that there is a group of lamas gathering in the open space at the entrance of Qingliang Temple, each holding a stick, the momentum is violent, there are two people fighting in the field, one is wearing a yellow monk's robe, the face is old, it is the Chengguang master of Qingliang Temple, and the person who is fighting against him is a red-clothed lama, with a strong body, holding a yellow-orange-orange vajra.

The two of them are fighting to the hearty, the red-clothed lama dances the vajra, the moves are simple, but the wind is fierce, it is obviously a divine power, the yellow vajra is everywhere, there is a whining wind whistling, it seems very ferocious, once it touches, I am afraid it will be the end of the broken bone.

And in the face of the fierce attack of this red-clothed lama, Master Chengguang was bare-handed, just a palm slapped out, and there was a faint buzzing sound, like Huang Zhong Dalu, which was very amazing.

"Huh, this Chengguang monk's strong palm power actually collided with the lama's vajra, this old monk's kung fu is very good, I'm afraid he has also entered the first-class level, and began the cultivation of the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, otherwise it is impossible to have such a powerful palm skill!"

Gui Zhong watched these two people make more than a dozen moves in a row, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, and he also admired the Chengguang monk.

Boom, with a muffled sound, the Chengguang monk slapped out with a palm, and the palm faintly flashed a layer of faint gold, and the red-clothed lama's vajra slammed together, and a heavy force spread out, and the surrounding monks of Qingliang Temple and the lamas next to them all retreated, feeling a stuffiness in their chests, a feeling of suffocation, and they were all secretly shocked.

Teng Tengteng, this move was exchanged, but the red-clothed lama turned red, and he took several steps back in a row, and the vajra in his hand seemed to be trembling, and he actually fell down.

"Hmph, Master Chengguang has a strong Vajra palm, do you want to rely on your kung fu to make the little monk and others retreat in the face of difficulties? Qingliang Temple is inevitably too domineering, right?"

As soon as the red-clothed lama finished speaking, a group of lamas behind him began to clamore.

"Yes, Senior Brother Bayan is right, I waited for a little lama to enter your Qingliang Temple before disappearing, does Master Chengguang really not want to hand over people?"

"Hand over the people, otherwise we will definitely stain the Qingliang Temple with blood today!"

One by one, the lamas showed fierce faces, shouted angrily, and at the same time, the blades in their hands were also withdrawn one after another, there were cooked copper sticks, there were ring knives, etc., and the slightest collision was a burst of gold and iron, and a sense of killing came to the face.

A group of monks in Qingliang Temple are as pale as dirt, the long sticks in their hands seem to be trembling, obviously a little scared, Gui Zhong can see clearly on the side, although there are not many masters in that group of lamas, but all of them have martial arts, and the blades are fierce, but it is the side of Qingliang Temple, that is, Master Chengguang is a master, most of the other monks are not skilled in martial arts, and the long sticks in their hands are mostly supporting the façade.

"Amitabha, the old monk has said a long time ago, my Qingliang Temple does not have the person you are looking for, and besides, the Qingmiao and Huangmiao belong to two gates, how can my Qingliang Temple hide the lamas under you and others?"

Master Chengguang's face was ugly, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and wanted to fight for it again.

"Hmph, did the master say that there was no none? How does this make the little monk and others believe, unless you promise us to search the temple, as long as we search in your Qingliang Temple, it will be clear whether there is or not, what does the master think?"

Master Bayan was the one who had just fought with Chengguang, and he suddenly roared out with luck, and his voice was rolling, which was very scary.

"Alas, that's it, since you don't believe it, Master Bayan, then the old monk will let you wait to search the temple. ”

Chengguang was helpless, seeing that those lamas were ready to fight, he had to agree to search the temple.

The many monks of Qingliang Temple around all showed anger on their faces, and as soon as the long stick in their hands was tight, they were about to step forward to fight, but they saw Master Chengguang waving his hand slightly, stopping their movements, and one by one they could only reluctantly retreat and make way for a passage.

So a group of dozens of lamas hurriedly rushed into the Qingliang Temple.

"Master, what's going on?"

Gui Zhong walked over at this time and asked Master Chengguang.

"Oh, it turned out to be Taiyuan Dao Chang, you were frightened, these lamas were some lamas in the nearby Yellow Temple, and today they came to say that they lost a little lama, and said that someone saw me enter my Qingliang Temple, so they came to make trouble. ”

Chengguang didn't hide it, and told the matter directly.

"I see, Master Chengguang, please forgive the poor Dao bluntly, these lamas are afraid that the people who come are not good, if there is any need, just open their mouths, although the poor Dao is not talented, these days they are finally guests of Qingliang Temple, and they have to help one or two. ”

"Thank you so much, but my Qingliang Temple and these lamas are only a small conflict, and there shouldn't be any big deals. ”

Chengguang heard that Gui Zhong wanted to help, his heart jumped, although Gui Zhong lived in Qingliang Temple these days, although it was very quiet, and there was no action, but Chengguang did not dare to be careless, and secretly he had been paying attention to his actions, and now Gui Zhong offered to help, who knows what attention he played, so he said vaguely, so that Gui Zhong looked secretly laughing.

"This old monk is not a fool, I am afraid that he has long seen that these lamas are not good, eighty percent of them are here for the Shunzhi Emperor, even I am secretly on guard, but I am not in a hurry, and see how you deal with these lamas. ”

While talking, the two walked towards the Qingliang Temple, followed by the monks of the Qingliang Temple, and hurried back, also worried about those lamas.

Outside Qingliang Temple, Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er also quietly appeared.

"Shuang'er, let's go in too, this old monk of Chengguang is also hateful, he even refused to tell me the whereabouts of the old emperor, now that these lamas are the head, I will definitely be able to find out where the old emperor is, and I don't have to ask this old monk at that time." ”

Wei Xiaobao said angrily, and followed the crowd into Qingliang Temple.