The Garan Temple in front of it is quiet and deep, and it seems to be empty, there is no sutra Buddha horn, and there is no wooden fish beating.

The green-robed man took Shen Lian straight into the temple gate and arrived at the top of the main hall.

There are eighteen statues on both sides of the hall, which are the eighteen garans such as Meiyin, Sanskrit sound, heavenly drum, sigh Miao, sigh beauty, Mo Miao, thunder sound, Shizi sound, wonderful sigh, Sanskrit sound, human sound, Buddha slave, Songde, wide eye, wonderful eye, thorough hearing, thorough sight, and pervasive sight.

The original meaning of Garan is 'pure', if the three poisons are eliminated forever, the six roots are always purified, the body and mind are clear, and the inside and outside are pure, it is the name of Jialan.

Although this is passed on to the Buddha, it is also passed on to the Tao.

In the main hall, there is also a person holding a wooden fish, silver-gray, fish mouth and scales, and even a line, all lifelike, natural.

This person looks like he is thirty years old, and he looks like he is twenty years old, with a white face and no beard, and what is touching is that he has a pair of lying silkworm eyebrows, eager to fly, and his expression is extraordinary.

Of course, these are not the most eye-catching places on his body, anyone who looks at him will look at his head, and there is not a single ~ hair on it.

Even the green skin on the top of the heads of the common monks was invisible, smooth and white, and it seemed that no hair had ever grown.

Shen Lian noticed him and thought to himself that his head was so smooth and there were no ring scars, he didn't look like a monk.

At the same time, I also knew in my heart that this was Ling Chongxiao in the mouth of the green robe, what a special character.

When the green-robed man saw this person for the first time, he was stunned at first, and then he laughed and said, "Ling Chongxiao, Ling Chongxiao, why did you become a bald donkey." ”

Ling Chongxiao didn't care at all, and said, "I've become bald, and I'm stronger." ”

The green-robed man threw Shen Lian and flew out steadily, landing under the Garan statue on the far edge near the corner of the main hall.

Shen Lian leaned his back against the statue, and even if he couldn't move, he could still see the hall unobstructed.

The green-robed man retracted his laughter and sneered: "It's just that I have opened up the entrance and reached the realm of Taoism's 'White ~ Tiger', what is the pride." ”

Hair is the tip of qi and blood, after the Taoist whitening ~ tiger, you can take out the hair, close the pores, delay aging to the greatest extent, prolong life, even if you live to be one hundred and forty or fifty years old, it is still like a young adult, it is not unusual.

When a man reaches this realm, it is called a white ~ tiger, and when a woman reaches this realm, it is also called a red dragon.

At this realm, although there is no immeasurable supernatural power, it has been reborn and initially laid the foundation of the Dao, so it is also called the foundation.

Don't look at it as building a foundation, no matter what kind of kung fu it is, all the sons of the hundred schools, to get to this point, even if there is not one in ten thousand, there may not be one who can come to this point, unless those who have immortal fate should say otherwise.

Ling Chongxiao and the Qingpao people's division, in the end, is still a Jianghu sect, although he is from Taoism, but not an immortal sect, he can reach this realm, just like a child of a village chief's family, he has achieved the level of the municipal party committee, and it is not an exaggeration to use carp to cross the dragon gate.

"How can I be proud, you have forgotten that when Master gave me 'Taiwei', he once said that 'Taiwei' was used to warn himself, and he carved it in the shape of a fish, but because 'the fish did not meet his eyes day and night, and he also wanted the practitioner to forget his sleep day and night, so that he said. ’”

Shen Lian heard this, and his secret sense was wonderful, the fish often woke up day and night, and now he struck it in the shape of a fish carved into a woodcut, the purpose of which was to warn the cultivators not to be drowsy and lazy, and should practice the wonderful method diligently day and night, and not slack off until they succeeded.

As the saying goes, 'people's hearts are in danger, and the Tao's heart is only small', so that they can not fall into a situation from which they will never recover.

"I didn't listen to the old ghost when he was alive, and I killed him. The man in the green robe sneered endlessly, deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, in his opinion, it was really normal, and he didn't even feel any guilt.

"You think that you have the true meaning of Taoism, do things according to your own heart, and kill a free one, but you don't know that the so-called 'free and easy' is not what you can do, but what you can not do. Ling Chongxiao was not annoyed by what the green-robed man said, but still persuaded him gently.

"To this day, you still think that you are superior to me, and you always live with respect. ”

Ling Chongxiao frowned and sighed, and said slowly: "Master's ashes are here, after you die, I will not crush your bones and scatter ashes, I will let you accompany his old man, and let you go to Huangquan to confess his mistake." ”

In his mouth, the man in the green robe was already certain to die.

The green-robed man said in a deep voice: "What a Ling Chongxiao, if I die at your hands, you dare to pass on my kung fu to him." ”

He generously admitted that Ling Chongxiao was above him, and he intended to entrust Shen Lian.

"Teach it with good talent and beauty, and the world is happy." Ling Chongxiao's eyebrows drooped, and he was indifferent.

"If Shen Lian and I lose, if you have achievements in the future, you may win Ling Chongxiao for me once? If you agree, blink your eyes three times. The green-robed man said again.

Shen Lian didn't even blink his eyes once.

Ling Chongxiao glanced at Shen Lian and said with a calm expression: "It seems that even this little friend is not used to you." ”

"You underestimate him, this kid doesn't like me, but his original intention is that I can defeat you by myself. The green-robed man said loudly, like spitting thunder.

Shen Lian said in his heart: This person is heinous, but he is a man.

What Ling Chongxiao said was true, this was exactly what he thought, but this did not mean that Shen Lian would have good intentions towards the people in the green robe.

It's just that he is Shen Lian, not a continuation of anyone.

However, the man in the green robe can see what he thinks, which shows that although this person is very evil, he is really open-minded.

While he was thinking about this, there was already a thunderous sound in the hall.

Outside, the rain was heavier, and it was coming all over the place.

The sound of the rain seemed to want to cover up, this cannibalism.

The two went from the same school and learned similarly.

Ling Chongxiao's temperament seems to be tranquil, but in fact, his shot is like thunder, and his strength is surging, and everywhere he goes, the stone slab of the hall has faint traces of cracks, which shows the fierceness of his strength and the fierceness of his moves.

The key is that Ling Chongxiao's moves and styles are all ingenious, extremely powerful, and coherent, but there is no attenuation in the slightest.

A set of palm techniques is like a wave hitting the embankment, and one wave is better than another.

This is the 'white ~ tiger', the qi and blood are locked, and the physical strength is unfathomable, so that Ling Chongxiao has such a momentum.

The people in the green robe are different, he was originally a fierce faction, and when he went to the bitter cold land of the desert, he also realized a little bit of the mysterious truth of heaven and earth.

No martial arts in the world can compete with the natural disasters of the desert.

Once the sandstorm hits, the cattle and sheep gallop and the horses, and even thousands of soldiers, can not resist.

Only by incarnating into the wind and the light and dust can we not be harmed.

The sleeves of the green-robed robe are fluttering, cold as the wind, and no matter how Ling Chongxiao's strength surges, he will all leave at once.

Like a cyan butterfly, fluttering in the wind.

But even though the two of them are rigid and soft, they do not deviate from the true meaning of Taoism, and they are willful and natural, and they get out of the rigid martial arts routines.

PS Thanks to the pit teammates for the tip