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"Jing'er, what do you say?" Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and asked Liu Jing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liu Jing was dressed in a pink Luo shirt, delicate and charming, her bright eyes swept away, and when she saw Jiang Nanyun looking at herself, she couldn't help but smile and said: "Since Nanyun said this, let's stay for a while, what does the eldest brother think?"

"Well, okay, let's stay for half a month for the time being. Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly.

Jiang Nanyun was overjoyed, and the person on duty stepped forward to help Xiao Yuesheng rub his shoulder.

Xiao Yuesheng looked big, did not refuse, and squinted his eyes, with a look of enjoyment, Liu Jing pursed her lips and smiled, and shook her head, these two masters and apprentices, the master is not like the master, and the disciple is not like the disciple.

In the early morning, the sun was shining, and the golden light was shining on the body, warm and warm, and the whole heart became bright.

Xiao Yuesheng practiced on the practice ground in the back garden, and the swing wrapped in wisteria next to her swayed gently, and it was quiet.

His movements are stretched, and his fists are continuous, like a trickle of water, and the view is refreshing.

Jiang Nanyun was dressed in a pale pink palace dress, curling around, a faint fragrance surrounded her, the sun shone on her face, her face was like white jade, flawless and warm, as if exuding a radiant luster, and her face was extremely impressive.

When she saw her master practicing, she went straight to the swing, sat on the swing, stared at Xiao Yuesheng with bright eyes, and her face showed a look of understanding from time to time.

With the improvement of the pure heart technique, her heart is as clear as water, and everything is reflected in her heart, but she does not leave half a trace.

Although the practice is not necessarily diligent, it is often necessary to have understanding, see every grass and tree, and sometimes it is also very touched.

Xiao Yuesheng's boxing at this time, gravity is not gravity, such as flowing water, elegant and free, such as dancing, Jiangnan Yun at first glance, there is a faint indescribable feeling, it seems that the master's movements have a unique rhythm, so that his jade void trick slowly runs, his heart is clear, and his body is warm and comfortable.

Slowly closing the momentum, turning around, the whole body, indescribably beautiful, he let out a breath slowly, his body froze, and he turned his head to look at Xiao Yuesheng.

"Master, are you practicing Tai Chi, right?" Jiang Nanyun picked up a towel from the wisteria on the edge of the swing, stepped forward, and helped Xiao Yuesheng wipe his sweat.

Xiao Yuesheng had dense beads of sweat on his forehead, shining brightly in the sun, he lowered his head slightly and asked Jiang Nanyun to wipe it off for him.

Jiang Nanyun's movements were gentle, his expression was serious, and he was engrossed, as if he was not wiping beads of sweat, but some kind of treasure.

After she finished wiping it, Xiao Yuesheng's nose was full of faint fragrance, and she shook her head and said, "It's not Tai Chi." ”

"Isn't it?" Jiang Nanyun was surprised, blinked his eyes, thought for a while, and nodded: "Well, it's really different from Taijiquan." ”

"This fist is called weak water. Xiao Yuesheng stepped out, walked out of the flower garden, stepped on the corridor, and slowly paced into the weak water pavilion.

On the wooden table in the center of the weak water pavilion, there are jade cups and jade pots, exuding a warm luster.

"Weak Water Fist?" Jiang Nanyun followed closely behind him, muttered the name of the fist in a low voice, took two steps forward, filled the white jade cup with a pot, and sat down to ask, "Why is there this name, is it because of this pavilion?"

"Well, it was based on the name of this pavilion that this set of boxing techniques was created. Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

Jiang Nanyun smiled, her face was radiant, and she couldn't look at her directly, her voice was as soft as honey, and she smiled coquettishly: "Master, when will this set of boxing techniques be passed on to the disciples?"

"You-?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, shook his head and said, "Your skills are not pure, and you are not suitable for practicing this set of boxing techniques!"

"Oh. Jiang Nanyun nodded disappointedly, but he was not too sad, Master's master's mastery, he has only inherited a few kinds now, and it is too far behind.

Jiang Nanyun hurriedly raised his head again: "By the way, Master, there is a little monk waiting outside, and the Dharma name is Juekong." ”

"Juekong?" Xiao Yuesheng was stunned, put down the white jade cup, stood up, and said, "Well, it's an old man, I'll take a look." ”

When the two came to the hall, they saw Xiaohe talking to a little monk.

The little monk has thick eyebrows and big eyes, his spirit is upright, and he knows at a glance that he is a simple and upright person, seeing Xiao Yuesheng come in, he got up calmly, his expression was solemn, his treasure was solemn, he titheed, and said in a low voice: "Amitabha...... , I've seen Lord Xiao!"

"Little Master Juekong, it's been a long time!" Xiao Yuesheng titheed and said with a smile, without a hint of slackness.

He stretched out his hand and sat down, and the monk Juekong also sat down knowing the opportunity, and only glanced at Jiang Nanyun, then turned his head away and stopped looking at her.

The two also know each other, but they don't know Xiaohe as long, so they are closer to Xiaohe.

Xiao Yuesheng took the teacup handed by Xiao He, took a sip, put it on the table, looked up and smiled: "Little Master Juekong came, didn't he come to see me?"

Monk Juekong was stunned for a moment, with an embarrassed look on his face, and shook his head: "It's a shame to say that the little monk was ordered by the head of the throne to come to Lin'an City, and when he passed by, he came to meet Lord Xiao." ”

"Boss, where is the little master now?" Xiao Yuesheng was stunned and asked with a smile.

"The little monk is now in the Luohan Hall. Monk Juekong replied calmly.

Xiao Yuesheng frowned, revealing a deep groan.

"Master, what's wrong?" Jiang Nanyun asked softly when he saw that his expression was different.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, was silent, muttered for a while, and raised his head and asked the little monk Juekong: "But is it because of the recommendation of the head of Yue?"

Monk Juekong shook his head: "Uncle Shi thinks my martial arts are acceptable, so he transferred to Luohan Hall." ”

Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, sighed, and said, "It's good to be in Luohan Hall, having the opportunity to practice martial arts is extremely beneficial to the improvement of cultivation. ”

He thought for a while, took out a porcelain vase from his bosom, and handed it over: "This is the wound medicine I just refined, although it can't bring the dead back to life, it's slightly better than nothing." ”

Monk Juekong shook his head busily, and he couldn't stop talking, he had received great grace, he had to pass on the secret of purifying his heart, and he had great benefits for the cultivation of martial arts, and he had already deeply realized it, how could he be insatiable.

"Take it, how polite is it to me?!" Xiao Yuesheng snorted, pressing the porcelain bottle into his arms.

Juekong monk Ne took it, his face returned to calm, he titheed, and did not say anything thanks.

Xiao Yuesheng liked this kind of style, and said with a smile: "As soon as you step into Shaolin, you can enter the Luohan Hall, of course, because of the recommendation of the head of Yue, but more importantly, your martial arts are outstanding." ”

"The little monk is ashamed to be, among the fellow brothers and sisters, there are many people who are higher than my martial arts, and my martial arts are really nothing. Juekong monk Zhengse said.

"They are monks since childhood, and they have been living in the monastery, and you can't compare with them, but later, you will catch up with them faster and faster. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled.

Monk Juekong nodded, he didn't refute, he felt the same way.

Since I learned the trick of purifying my heart, my ears and eyes are clear, and my heart is clear, like a bright moon hanging in my mind, and I have experienced the feeling of wisdom beads in my hand.

Not only is the surname of Wu excellent, but the comprehension of martial arts moves is deeper, and every time you enter the meditation, its degree is deeper and easier, compared to usual, the internal strength practiced in the same time is more profound, and at this speed, it is easy to catch up with the senior brothers.

But his surname is humble and introverted, and he agrees with his heart, but he will not show it.

Jiang Nanyun spoke, his voice was as soft as honey, and he asked with a smile: "Little Master came to Lin'an City, there must be something going on?"

Her smile is as beautiful as a flower, holy as a lotus, and very different from the usual charm and softness, but she deliberately uses the jade trick to run the Buddhist mind.

The jade is subtle and abnormal, faintly with the surname of Mei Gong, changing the temperament, indescribable, when the heart of the Buddha is transported, it will be holy as a lotus, and the heart of the Taoist door is as warm as jade, and the change is from the heart.

But she was naughty, and when she saw that the monk Juekong was respectful and didn't look at herself, she wanted to tease him.

Seeing her such a temperament, Monk Juekong couldn't help but be stunned, hurriedly clasped his hands together, pronounced a Buddha name, and resumed his solemnity, and said calmly: "The little monk came, but it was because of the evil sword spectrum lost by our sect. ”

Jiang Nanyun was surprised and said, "Little Master has found a clue to the evil sword spectrum?"

Monk Juekong shook his head, his face was heavy, and he had a deep bearing: "There are no clues so far, the little monk remembered Mr. Xiao's magical powers and came to ask for help." ”

"Hmph, is it possible, is it possible that your Shaolin faction suspects that my master has stolen the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits?!" Jiang Nanyun suddenly frowned, his bright eyes flashed, and the hall suddenly lit up.

Monk Juekong's heart was awe-inspiring, and she couldn't help but be on guard, and then suddenly, busy and relaxed, if she really had the heart to do it, she didn't have to struggle at all.

His demeanor was still calm: "Master Jiang Shi misunderstood, how could the little monk think like this?!"

"Hmph, I've already seen the evil sword spectrum, it's not a big deal, to others, it's a treasure, but in the eyes of our Guanyun Villa, it's just a rag cloth!" Jiang Nan Yunyu's face was not good, and he snorted heavily.

The monk Juekong titheed and proclaimed Amitabha.

"Nanyun, don't mess around!" Jiang Nanyun saw that his disciples were bullying others, and he couldn't see it, so he interrupted loudly.

Jiang Nanyun looked reluctant, glared at Monk Juekong angrily, and shut up.

"Little Master, in my opinion, the sword spectrum has fallen into the hands of the Songshan faction. Xiao Yuesheng said slowly.

"Did it really fall into the Songshan faction?" Juekong Monk Zhuang Su's face showed surprise, and his voice was eager.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "I heard that you have lost the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and I have calculated a hexagram, and the hexagram shows that it was the people of the Songshan faction who did it." ”

Monk Juekong was stunned, but he didn't expect it to be a fortune teller, so he hesitated.

"You little monk...... It's really unbelievable. Jiang Nanyun couldn't help but speak, shook his head, sighed, and snorted: "My master's hexagram is a hundred souls, and I have never missed it." ”

"The little monk believes it, but this matter is important, but he doesn't know what to say to the throne......" Monk Juekong scratched his head, revealing a bit of innocence.

After all, he is young, although he usually has a solemn appearance, it is difficult to remember the young man's surname, and it is inevitable that he will be more lively.

That's it. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and smiled, believe it or not, besides, with a little analysis of this matter, it can be concluded that it is Zuo Lengchan's hands and feet, and among the masters in the world, he has such a ability.

The little monk obeyed. "Monk Juekong clasped his hands together.

Immediately, Xiao Yuesheng gossiped with him for a while and left him in the villa.

For several days, Xiao Yuesheng stayed with Monk Juekong, Jiang Nanyun was by his side, and the two were talking about Buddhist scriptures.

Monk Juekong has been through the canon since childhood, and later practiced the pure heart formula, and when he learned the Buddhist scriptures in the sect, he was even faster, and his reputation has been spread in the temple.

At this time, Xiao Yuesheng discussed Buddhism, knowing that the world is big, there are no surprises, Xiao Yuesheng's mastery of Buddhist scriptures, Juekong even has a feeling of panic, Xiao Yuesheng's Buddhist cultivation is more profound than any elder in the temple.

Jiang Nanyun listened to it on the side, and also felt that he benefited a lot, the mystery of Buddhism, the subtlety to the subtlety, and it can stimulate people's thinking and enlightenment.

She usually practiced, and the rest of the time was to deal with help, very busy, although there was a pure heart recipe, after all, there was something lacking, at this time, I heard Xiao Yuesheng and Monk Juekong talk about Buddhist scriptures, and her understanding was very deep, as if she had been empowered, and her surname was greatly increased.

After seven days, the monk Juekong took his leave.

"Master, I can't see that this little monk is so knowledgeable!" When he sent Monk Juekong away and returned to Zhuangzhong, Jiang Nanyun said to Xiao Yuesheng.

"Well, Juekong's future achievements are limitless. Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled: "How can the person that Master values be normal?!"

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, glanced at her, and said angrily: "Not necessarily, there is always a time to wander, for example...... You!"

"Master-Master-!" Jiang Nanyun glared at him with hatred.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, turned around, and disappeared into the Cold Smoke Pavilion in a flash.

(To be continued)