"Actually...... Master Huikong still has a relic with me!" Bai Ya hesitated for a moment, but still took out the statue of the Arhat who had subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger and put it on the stone table, "Master Huikong didn't have time to explain at that time, and he didn't tell me how to deal with this thing, so I'll hand it over to the Zen master now!"

Huikong didn't explain how he would deal with the Arhat statue, so he didn't have to take it out.

However, Bai Ya felt that he should still return it, because although he sent the "Lengyan Sutra" back, he inadvertently swallowed Huikong's relics on the way. This thing has become the only relic of Huikong except for the two Buddhist scriptures, and it is naturally better to hand it over to Yuanming for safekeeping.

Although this Arhat statue is likely to also record a martial art, but during the spiritual vision of Baiya that night, his memory seems to be too good to be true, and he has written down all the tadpole texts and meridian diagrams in the statue, and feels that it doesn't matter whether he wants this statue or not now.

"Descending the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger Dharma Body Relic !!" Seeing the jade statue on the stone table, Zen Master Yuanming's whole body was shocked, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

With a flick of his right hand, the statue of Arhat was grabbed in his hand, and after looking at it carefully for a while, he was stunned on the spot.

Bai Ya saw that the monk was clutching the statue of Arhat, his eyes were unfocused, his face was unpredictable, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart. At this time, he didn't know that this thing must be a treasure, and Yuan Ming was obviously greedy.

Thinking of Monk Huikong's sentiments that he knew that he was in calamity, he also had to stand up to save him and Xiaoxin, and he felt that Yuanming's face was hateful at this time, and his heart became more and more contemptuous.

However, since the things were handed over, he didn't regret it, anyway, he had already memorized the tadpole text inside. It's better to send the Buddha to the west, and simply make the words clear at one time, which can be regarded as a complete end to the cause and effect with Huikong.

"This thing contains a martial art, you need to look under the spiritual mirror to see it!" Bai Ya got up immediately and said coldly, "If the Zen master is fine, the kid will leave." ”

"Wait!" Hearing Bai Ya's words, Yuan Ming was shocked again, and came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and hurriedly stopped him.

"What does Zen Master mean by this?" Bai Ya's eyes burst out with two sparks, and he reached out to touch his waist with a wooden face, but he touched the void, and then he remembered that the short knife had been handed over when he was in Yunlong Temple.

"Amitabha!" Zen Master Yuanming smiled bitterly, gently put the statue of Arhat back on the stone table, and put his palms together, "It made Baiya Xiaoyou laugh, the old man is not good enough to practice, and he is really ashamed to have a bad root just now!"

"Little friend, please sit down, and let the old man explain the root of this thing in detail!" Yuan Ming's face returned to calm, his eyes were clear, and he looked directly at the white cliff.

Bai Ya frowned slightly, hesitated, and sat back down.

"Before introducing this thing, the old man still had a question, I don't know how the little friend knew that this thing needs to be seen under the spiritual mirror!" Yuan Ming smiled and pointed to the statue of the Arhat.

"I ate the Yuan Ling Pill that I condensed......"

Bai Ya didn't have any worries about this, anyway, the Yuan Ling Pill was also eaten. By the way, I also said the matter of inadvertently absorbing the relics of Huikong, and I suddenly felt relaxed all over my body, and there was no longer any psychological debt.

When Zen Master Yuanming saw that Bai Ya was like squeezing toothpaste, squeezing a little secret every time, he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

It was the first time he had seen someone distrust him so much, but thinking that he had been greedy just now, he didn't blame the young man in front of him for hiding it.

"This thing is called the Dragon and Tiger Dharma Body Relic, and it is rumored that there are four in total, which were left by a Buddhist master thousands of years ago. After listening to Bai Ya's speech, Yuan Ming thought carefully and spoke.

"Grandmaster?" Bai Ya was startled.

He had seen a brief description of the martial arts realm in the secret book of the Five Broken Tiger Claw Gong before, and there was also a martial arts realm above the congenital level, called the Immortal Martial Realm. Only a martial artist in the Immortal Martial Realm can be called a grandmaster.

Wang Peng once said that the acquired realm is roughly divided into four stages: base, qi, will, and potential, and qi realm martial artists have been able to exert their strength, such as sword qi and sword qi. And the artistic conception martial artist is even more unfathomable, Bai Ya has seen two artistic conception martial artists fight, that is, Wang Peng and the ugly fairy Zhang Mei.

Wang Peng claimed that he had just entered the artistic conception, and his sword qi could turn into a beast, and the two of them fought like the Xianxia blockbuster that Bai Ya had seen in his previous life. If you don't fight in a restrained way, you can raze everything around you to the ground in minutes.

As for the potential realm martial artist, Bai Ya had never seen it, but Wang Peng had seen his master's shot once, and he sighed to himself as if the sword mountain had collapsed, making people have no heart to resist at all.

But even with such a powerful force, it still failed to reach the innate level. Bai Ya sometimes imagines that innate martial artists are probably no different from immortals, let alone immortal martial arts masters above the innate ones.

The statue of the Arhat of the Dragon and the Tiger was actually left by a Immortal Martial Master, no wonder even the Yuanming Zen Master was greedy.

"That Buddhist Taoist master was originally a monk from the Western Regions to the east, named Mogal, but after coming to Middle-earth Shenzhou, he returned his hair to the world and entered the Quanzhen Daomen, and was ashamed of the monks all over the world!" Yuan Ming closed his eyes and said slowly, "Two hundred years later, Mogal has achieved great cultivation, but surprisingly, this person has been ordained a monk again, and as a result, he is regarded as a traitor by the Daomen. ”

Bai Ya was dumbfounded when he heard this, no wonder Yuan Ming said that Mogal was a Buddhist master, and it turned out that he was really practicing both Buddhism and Taoism.

However, this grandmaster is so capricious, and he has offended both Buddhism and Taoism in succession, and he is afraid that there is no place for him in the world.

"That'...... What happened to this Grandmaster?" asked Bai Ya curiously.

"Although Venerable Mogala is not accepted by the two religions of Buddhism and Taoism, he does not care, and travels the world with a rod and a bowl. Yuan Ming shook his head and praised, "When he was dying, he climbed to the top of Buzhou Mountain alone, turned what he had learned all his life into the Dharma Body, and then disintegrated the Dharma Body with great perseverance, leaving only one Yuan Shen to fly to the west." ”

"Because before his ascension, he had written to two disciples of Buddhism and Taoism. Therefore, in the following thousand years, countless fellow sects rushed to the Green Mountains, and the relics of His Holiness have been born one after another. Yuan Ming smiled and said, "Four of the statues of the Arhat who descended the dragon and subdued the tiger were incarnated by the bone relics of the right arm of Venerable Mogal. ”

"So in addition to the statue of the Arhat who descended the dragon and subdued the tiger, there are other Dharma body relics?" Bai Ya listened with fascination and hurriedly asked.

"Yes, it's just that most of the people who have obtained the treasure of the Grandmaster's Dharma body cherish their brooms and don't speak to others, so there are not many people who circulate them. Zen Master Yuanming looked at the Arhat statue on the stone table and said.

"In addition, the Dharma Body relics left by Venerable Mogal include a series of peerless learnings from the acquired to the Immortal Martial Realm. This Dharma Body Relic of the Dragon and Tiger is not a skull, but from the right arm of the Dharma Body, which should be acquired or innate. ”

"It's not an immortal martial artist!" Bai Ya was slightly disappointed.

"Hehe, you don't have to suffer from gains and losses, even if this thing only records the acquired martial arts, but there is also a unique understanding of the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism, which can be described as a heavy treasure among the treasures, and it must not be easily shown in front of people in the future!"

"Zen master doesn't want this?" Bai Ya raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Ming with some surprise.

"The treasure is impermanent, and the Buddha is a gift to the destined person!"

Yuan Ming solemnly clasped his palms together and said softly, "This thing is not left behind by Huikong, and Xiaoyou has already seen the mystery, so he is naturally destined to be a person." If the old man is greedy for this thing, he is afraid that heaven and earth will not tolerate it, and what kind of Zen will he cultivate, and what kind of Buddha he will obtain!"

Bai Ya couldn't help but be in awe, is this a monk!

He was not hypocritical, put the statue of Arhat into a mustard seed bag, and thought that since this monk was so high, he seemed to have something in return.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his finger and dipped it in tea, and silently wrote the tadpole text he saw from the statue on the stone table.

"Xiaoyou, don't write again, this is Tianzhu Sanskrit!" It's just that Bai Ya just wrote two sentences silently, and the Yuanming Zen Master closed his eyes and said something to stop him, "Xiaoyou can study Sanskrit by yourself in the future, don't ask others for advice, so as not to cause death." ”

Bai Ya was not embarrassed, so he had to stop and not write, and the room was suddenly silent.

After sitting for a while, Bai Ya suddenly remembered something and changed the subject.

"The kid saw Zen Master Yuanwu dying yesterday, since the Zen master is his senior brother, why is he so ......?"

"So young?" Yuan Ming reopened his eyes and showed a hint of a smile, "Senior Brother Yuanwu has lived a hundred and thirty-two years, and Lao Wei has spent one hundred and fifty-six years in vain, which can be regarded as young!"

Bai Ya's mouth opened wide when he heard this, the monk in front of him was skinned like a baby, full of energy, like a young man, and he had actually lived for more than one hundred and fifty years. It's not that he hasn't seen a centenarian in his previous life, but compared to this monk, it's a world of difference.

"Don't be surprised, Xiaoyou, as long as a martial artist enters the innate state, he will be reborn like a fire, and the old man is still a small character in the temple!" Yuan Ming said with a smile, "If it weren't for the host of the outer gate of the West Hall, a congenital martial artist would have entered the inner gate of the temple to practice." ”

Bai Ya's heart was shocked, and he finally had a specific concept of innate martial artists, and at the same time, he was also shocked by the profound heritage of these thousand-year-old sects. Listening to the words revealed by the old monk, there is actually an inner door in the King Kong Temple that is all above the congenital level......

"That'...... Why did Zen Master Yuanwu ......" Bai Ya thought about it, and suddenly felt a little strange.

"Senior Brother Yuanwu was seriously injured when he was young, and since then he has not advanced in martial arts, so he has to practice meditation in Yunlongwai Temple instead of martial arts. But Buddhism is boundless, and the junior and younger disciples just don't practice martial arts, and the Tao is not necessarily inferior to the old man. ”

Zen Master Yuanming suddenly picked up the "Lengyan Sutra" on the stone table with some feelings, "This scripture is taken by him, if this scripture arrives a month ago, the younger brother of Yuanwu will not have to die early!"

"What?" Bai Ya's eyes widened, and he suddenly stood up in surprise, "Zen Master Yuanwu has passed away?"

"Yesterday, isn't Xiaoyou still unaware?" Yuan Ming's face suddenly became a little strange, and he looked at Bai Ya and sighed.

"Unitary Time ......"

It was 5 to 7 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was just when he saw Yuanwu, and the old monk died. Thinking that he had slept inexplicably, his physical fitness had changed a lot, and Bai Ya's face changed abruptly.

"Is the death of Zen Master Yuanwu related to the kid?" Bai Ya's face turned pale, and he blurted out, "The kid and Zen Master Yuanwu have a good life, why did he do this?"