Zhuang Guzi's smile is like a smile of enmity, and all the past grievances and sufferings have passed, leaving only the martial artist to discuss the heart of boxing.

I did another one with Nan Fansheng, and this trip was perfect.

Everyone in Huangzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and the mountain in their hearts was finally moved away and the siege was lifted.

It's just that the suffering of the people who suffered, their souls should be counted on Zhuang Guzi, but for those who pursue Wang Tu's hegemony, raising a sword and riding and waving ghost rain, ordinary people's lives are really not eye-catching.

Even if the people of Huangzhou are angry, they dare not speak out, without him, strength, this is the unchanging truth in the world.

At this time, the Zen master also suppressed the Huangling Sect Ancestor, nailed him to the ground and couldn't move, and vigorously skimmed the Zhuang Guzi with his eyes.

"Push the pillow Taoist friend, you are a great virtue of Zen Buddhism, you should have the amount of tolerance, you have to forgive people and spare people, and I hope to let go of Huangling Yima" Zhuang Guzi's attitude is low, and he looks like he is asking for people, modest and sincere.

"The old monk heard that Mr. Zhuang has a deep study of Zen, and he is named an ancient sage, he must be a pedantic celestial, why don't we argue?"

Pushing the pillow is itchy, and finally meets someone who can't do it, how to ask for advice, sitting in the well and watching the sky will never grow, only by arguing with the stronger can you know your own shortcomings.

"Your courage is commendable, you have a fearless spirit, worthy of admiration, in my opinion, the study of Zen Buddhism is all for the cultivation of the word, including Taoism, Confucianism, the so-called Inner Danshu, Dan Dao, all different paths to the same end, are for the inner sage and the outer king to enlighten the wisdom, improve the cultivation into a perfect personality, and then transform the cultivation into practical kung fu, Zhuangzi has a detailed argument for this, I also have some experience, sacrifice ugly!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Guzi closed his eyes and walked straight towards the city wall.

Without martial arts, just by the instinct of the body, the whole person stepped on the city wall, slowly walked up along the wall, his body was parallel to the earth, and he actually regarded the city wall as the ground, and his body went up straight like that, it was a ghost!

Everyone was dumbfounded, is this TM still human?

But it was only three steps, and Zhuang Guzi opened his eyes and fell, unable to maintain this state.

But these three steps have also overturned people's understanding of the world, the mind manipulates the body, breaks free from the shackles of the body, and the spirit affects the matter, this person can really be compared to the ancient sages.

"Zhuang Guzi's ability, the old monk is not as good, I didn't expect to be able to see the ultimate realm of Zen in my lifetime, and this life is in vain. Push the pillow to sigh from the bottom of my heart.

"I'm still far away, but I can barely do it, I heard that the person who really transforms the spiritual cultivation, he has no concept of time, no past, present and future, he will not be afraid to climb high, he will not fall from the cliff, he will not feel that he has fallen, he will not vomit in the car, he will not drown in the water, he will not feel hot in the fire, and there is no difference in psychology. ”

Then the conversation changed: "But such a person also has flaws, Xiucai is unreasonable when he meets a soldier, he has no supernatural powers to protect his body, and when he encounters a ruthless and unreasonable person, two big mouths go down, you can only suffer, although you have no idea of suffering, but the fact is that you have been slapped twice! So those Buddhist scriptures handed down in prehistory are also not lacking in the magic power of killing enemies, and the Taiyuan Emperor pursues the way of martial arts, and he has already seen through the true meaning of cultivation. ”

Zhuang Guzi pointed out, and the people present could hear it, only Nan Fansheng and Tang San glanced at each other, and they knew it.

Zhuang Guzi is talking about a mad monk who has proved the Buddha's fruit, and was slapped twice by Shang Tiange, although he himself did not feel insulted, but the world does not see it that way, what is the use of cultivating Buddha so badly, no matter how high the cultivation is?

Push the pillow obviously knows this, the expression is gloomy, I TM is not a crazy monk, Lao Tzu knows pictograms, the most noble martial arts in the world, now it is not as good as you Zhuang Guzi, wait for the Buddha, shame and courage, there is a day when you look up!

And in Cangzhou, Shang Tiange knew everything, staring at Fazang Temple, as if talking to ghosts and gods thousands of miles away.

"You can't sit still, otherwise how can you participate in the strife in the world and accept Nie Baji's disciples, obviously I want him to defeat my apprentice and get the field back for you, whether it's good or not!

Nan Fansheng didn't speak, just watched Zhuang Guzi perform.

Through the hand walking the city wall just now, I already knew that this person was about to reach the top of the world, and he was only a trace away from the gods.

The cultivation of his god proves that his soul has reached an incredible realm, and in Buddhism, it is the enlightenment, but he has only proved a little bit, and he has only glimpsed the path for the first time, and has not truly become a Buddha.

But this is terrifying enough, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and the study of heaven and earth, plus the boxing skills that change the heavens and the earth, the inside and the outside are integrated, this is the immortal in ancient times!

But I'm still going to give you a whisker.

When Nan Fansheng's idea came out, Zhuang Guzi immediately felt something, turned around and walked over, no longer shielding the rain, and letting the rain pour down.

The whole body was washed by raindrops, emitting a mist that was hazy and hazy, covering its own heavenly opportunities, and at the same time making Nan Fansheng feel like falling into the abyss, and his eyes were confused, and he couldn't tell where the edge of the desert was, only the clouds of mist kept rushing towards you.

Life became precious in this instant, giving Nan Fansheng an illusion, if he could pass through the fog and see the sun, it would be the greatest gift from heaven!

In the eyes of Zhang Wu and the others, the mist floating on Nan Fansheng's body changed violently, turning from fog to frost, dyeing Nan Fansheng's eyebrows with a layer of ice crystals, and covering his hair with hoarfrost.

Even if it is far away, it is still felt that the bones are frozen and there is the illusion of being frozen.

With the spiritual transformation of matter, Zhuang Guzi has the unpredictable ability of ghosts and gods.

As soon as Tangshan saw this situation, he would come up to rescue him without saying a word, no matter whether he could fight or not, he would fight first.

But at this moment, everyone present had a vision, and the heavy rain in the sky turned into two.

There is a surging Yellow River water, there are dragons and horses in the river carrying the "river map" appeared, Nan Fan was born on the bank, took the river map, carefully studied, and deduced into Bagua, Zhou Yi, Tai Chi, Nine Stars, which is the source of all magic numbers.

There is a stream that has become Luoshui, and a divine turtle has appeared from Luoshui, carrying the "Luo Shu" to Nan Fansheng, and the romance has become the source of feng shui, divination, and metaphysics.

And after Nan Fansheng, two mysterious patterns appeared, Hetu and Luoshu, which are the source of Zhou Yi, the ancestor of Feng Shui magnetic field, all the truths in the world are in it, and the Tao is true!

I don't know when, the frost has melted, but everyone has not come back to their senses, including Zhuang Guzi, looking at the two mysterious patterns, which contain infinite mysteries, making people unable to extricate themselves.

It wasn't until Nan Fansheng walked in front of him and touched the mist that Zhuang Guzi came back to his senses and muttered to himself: "Awesome! Awesome! There are people like you in the world, and compared with the ancient sages, it is not too much to give, no wonder you can call the wind and rain on the desert, and you can be a Taoist friend with me!"