As soon as he entered the door, Shi Zhixuan heard a hoarse voice hissing chanting Zen poetry and Buddhism, while Daoxin was sitting upright on the main seat, as if he was listening attentively and with a serious appearance.

But Shi Zhixuan didn't know how to say that if Daoxin was interested, he couldn't help humming a few words of Zen poetry and Buddha, but if he was not interested, even if the other three holy monks hummed Zen poetry and Buddha, Daoxin would have this solemn expression, and then he would be very faceless and distracted......

In the meditation hall, there are more than 20 middle-aged and elderly Zen masters sitting on the left and right, each wearing a big red robe, one is more "solemn" than the other.

It is the presiding officer, founder or elder of the temples of Zen Buddhism in the territory of the Northern Zhou Dynasty!

These people originally held their own "unique skills" and were not afraid of the ban on Buddha in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, so after receiving the advance notice of Daoxin, they were still reluctant to give up on their respective big temples and small temples.

It wasn't until the Northern Zhou army officially began to forcibly "melt the Buddha and burn the scriptures, drive the monks to break the tower and ......", that these people saw the Yellow River, died of heart, and fled to the south alone with a body of martial arts.

Recently, I learned that Xin stopped at Jozan Temple, so he came to the door, and said: "Please teach Zen Dharma...... In fact, he licked his face and asked Daoxin for a temple in the south, and continued to be the host, abbot or elder......

But where are there forty or fifty temples for them to continue to be powerful and blessed at a time?

However, these people are all second- and third-rate masters, and even there are a few first-class masters, who are nearly half of the current backbone of Zen Buddhism......

This is still Zen Buddhism that has only destroyed half of the foundation, and it is estimated that the emperor's heart that has been destroyed is even worse, and he may have dropped out of......

Giggles, it's really a big trouble for the holy monks...... Shi Zhixuan secretly snickered.

Wait for him to bow to the people on the left and right. When you come to the Lord's seat. Daoxin smiled and gave him an encouraging look. Suddenly, he said in a loud voice: "The poor monk is fortunate to listen to your Zen poems and Buddha's verses today, and his feelings are flooding, so he will go to the ashram to retreat and participate in the practice......

Next, Dade will continue to compose poems with you!"

As he spoke, he smiled and walked out of the meditation hall.

A few people stood up in a hurry and wanted to go out with them, but Shi Zhixuan hurriedly said loudly: "A few senior brothers don't need to be in a hurry, there are good poems and good poems to come one by one......

Ah, the poor monk throws bricks and leads the jade first...... Mountains and rivers are heavy. It reveals a heavy and heavy work, a heavy meaning and a heavy meaning, regardless of the east, west, north and south winds.

Which senior brother will give me a review?"

This is the escape technique that Daoxin made an appointment with him, and it can be described as a hundred attempts - anyway, in the eyes of these fat-headed and big-eared old balds, "talking about Zen" with him, a junior who can't be the master, is a waste of saliva, and it will end in a while......

Of course, with Daoxin's martial arts, when the field is over, he will run away and disappear.

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The red sun is scorching, and the heat wave is transpiring.

"Whirring ......"

The pure green furnace is full of fire. A swarthy sword embryo loomed.

Shi Zhixuan stood in front of the furnace with his right palm facing the air inlet, continuously injecting the refined and pure Yang Heat True Qi. Do your best to ignite the flames.

Sometimes, the sword embryo material is too good, and it is also terrible.

After refining more than ten kinds of superb casting materials such as the hardware elite, the essence of Xuantie, the cold iron under the sea, the meteorite iron outside the sky, the black gold sand, etc., which have been purified by the top craftsmen in the north and south, the sword embryo is organically matched with the casting in the best proportion, even if the pure green furnace flame is fully promoted by Shi Zhixuan's pure and pure qi, it will have to be burned for half an hour before it can barely be red.

Shi Zhixuan continued to input true qi into the furnace, and at the same time, he concentrated his thoughts, relying on the inner pill to absorb the essence of heaven and earth in the void with all his strength, refining it into the qi of the true yuan.

After a long while, Shi Zhixuan opened his eyes suddenly, his essence flashed, and he quickly picked up the iron tongs with one hand and clamped it towards the sword embryo in the furnace, and with the other hand, he picked up a stainless steel forging hammer of two hundred catties, and danced the hammer shadow......

"Boring and Boring ......"

The sound of forging is deafening, dense as rain, and the rhythm of the most masculine and rigid is enough to make anyone who hears it upset and irritable, and the blood rushes.

No one knows, in the thatched cottage of this nameless valley, he is exercising a peerless edge in a way that has never been seen before-the essence of heaven and earth is continuously poured into his body comparable to the living gods and demons, turning into the innate primordial spirit qi full of spirituality, and the yin and yang are divided, the sun true fire is injected into the sword embryo from the left hand along the iron tongs, and the Taiyin true water is injected into the steel forging hammer from the right hand.

Every time the forging hammer forges the sword embryo, it is the collision and agitation of the true fire of the sun and the true water of the Taiyin, and the explosive power of the shock is more than the confrontation with the master of the same level, but it is all poured back into his body.

Not to mention whether his "high energy consumption" forging method can be done by other foundries, this overwhelming anti-shock force alone is enough to make any top caster from ancient times to the present day break their bones and bleed to death after three or two hammers!

Like this, it is like splitting his spirit in half, constantly colliding outside the body, and the shock is poured into his body, repeatedly, extremely rapid and high-intensity work, even with his tough body, he can't help but sweat like rain, steaming.

It is also necessary to try to maintain the concentration of the mind like water in the indescribable torment when the spirit and spirit collide, so that the point of falling the hammer and the strength of each forging are exactly the same.

No one could tell whether he was exercising his sword embryo or his own spirit, even if Yan Fei's Dao body or Xiang Yutian's demon body was a little crazier than him!

Eventually, his pores began to glow with a rich red, as if they were about to drip blood, and even redder were his eyes......

I don't know how long it took.

"Hoo ......"

Shi Zhixuan's illusory hammer shadow storm in his right hand stopped abruptly, the forging hammer was instantly placed on the ground, and his right hand turned into a palm and slapped at the big water tank outside Zhangxu, Taiyin True Water went out with all his strength, and the palm shadow was heavy, breaking the air endlessly, like a yin wind roaring, which was terrifying.

The white and cold air came, and the pitch-black liquid in the large water tank instantly formed dots of ice crystals.

"Plop!"

The pitch-black sword embryo fell into the large water tank, and in a burst of "stabbing and ......" sound, a hazy mist rose for a long time.

From time to time, Shi Zhixuan slapped a palm of Taiyin Icy Qi towards the big water tank, just right to maintain the dark liquid in a delicate state that was about to freeze but not completely frozen, so that the quenching effect could reach the best.

After a while, the hazy mist above the large tank gradually faded.

Shi Zhixuan did not approach the water tank, but silently sensed the existence of the sword embryo in the water tank outside Zhang Xu.

In an instant, a faint feeling of being in the cold and cold came into his heart, and Shi Zhixuan couldn't help but be overjoyed - standing by the fire in the hot summer, he naturally couldn't have any cold feeling, only the sword embryo immersed in the special quenching cold liquid had such a unique feeling.

Human sword sympathy!

He reached out and grabbed it, and the invisible aura reached, and the black iron ruler-like sword embryo broke through the water and threw it into his palm. Before he could infuse the slightest true qi, he could already deeply sink into the intoxicating feeling of blending people and swords, as one body.

For all swordsmen, this feeling of man and sword becoming one at all times is indeed more intoxicating than any fine wine.

It's finally ......

With a secret sigh in his heart, Shi Zhixuan exhaled a long breath of turbidity, but he felt that his body was abnormally sore and soft, and his muscles and bones were numb, even if he ate a pound of ten incense soft meridians, it was nothing more than that!

couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed: "It's not in vain my three months of hard work......"

After three months of repeated tempering by his spiritual spirit and spirit, the spirituality of this sword embryo is beyond the imagination of any martial artist in this world.

The most important thing is that the spirituality of this sword embryo is perfectly matched with his spirit and spirit, and there is no separation from each other, and it can almost be regarded as a doppelganger-like existence.

As long as it is close to his Yang God aura, this sword embryo can also be like Yan Fei's butterfly love flower, giving a warning in advance when it senses danger.

However, after all, he is not a person like Yan Fei who realizes after all, his spiritual sense is enough to detect all crises earlier than the sword embryo, and this function is purely redundant.

What really made him regret was that this sword embryo was still a very spiritual artifact, not the existence of a living being.

And this is also the reason why this thing is still a sword embryo, and he is not ready to sharpen it.

With the extremely spiritual embryonic sword body, will the same extremely spiritual sword heart sword soul be far away?

"It is not copper, neither iron nor steel, and it was once hidden under Mount Meru. Without reinventing yin and yang, how can there be no water and fire to quench the edge......" Whispering softly about this extremely distant legend, Shi Zhixuan's eyes were like lightning, awe-inspiring......

The night was dark, and the insects in the trees outside the attic were singing endlessly.

In the bed, Shi Zhixuan and Zhang Lihua hugged each other and slept together.

The four arms of the exposed red **striped ** stripes are generally white and flawless, the only difference is that the shape of the thin blanket covered on the body is slightly undulating, the lines are smooth, and the other is undulating and undulating, exquisitely convex and concave, which makes people infinitely reverie.

On the ground, Zhang Lihua's delicate eyelids opened a slit, and she glanced at Shi Zhixuan with a little afterglow, and then gently took Shi Zhixuan's arm around her, lifted the thin blanket, and moved out the beautiful and delicate body that was only wearing a thin obscene clothes.

Quietly got off the ground like a thief, Zhang Lihua didn't even wear shoes, just took a step in the dark, and cautiously came to the bookshelf in the other corner of the room.

With a slight push of the slender jade hand, the bookshelf slid open silently, revealing a dark compartment full of large and small sandalwood boxes.

Zhang Lihua stared at one of the strip-shaped wooden boxes that was more than three feet long at a glance, and quietly reached out to open the wooden box, while muttering secretly: I want to see what treasure you have tossed during this time...... Do you dare not let me touch it?

After a while, Zhang Lihua was stunned when she looked at an iron ruler-shaped object of more than three feet in the wooden box - it was still hidden in tatters, and few people on the street looked at it, what a waste of her aunt's thoughts......

After being stunned for a while, Zhang Lihua didn't bother to take care of the wooden box and the dark grid, ran back to the bed directly, and kicked Shi Zhixuan hard, causing Shi Zhixuan to laugh...... (To be continued.) )