Chapter 384 False hairpins meet Allah in troubled times

Ruchen was still frowning, glanced at Lan'er slightly, and said quietly: "If things are as simple as you say, why should Master say such sensational words, exaggerate the big things, and scare you." The passage in the "Nirvana Sutra" just said very clearly, no one has been able to practice the eighth level of this kung fu throughout the ages, that is to say, even the person who wrote this secret book has not practiced it, but how can he know whether this eighth level can be practiced? Although the name of this book is "The Nirvana Sutra", if one wants to be reborn through it and achieve nirvana rebirth, I am afraid that it will only be a delusional idea in the end!"

Mei'er said, "Master, the disciple is confused, since the person who wrote this book has not been able to practice the eighth level of the sutra, then how can he write it in the book?"

Ruchen said: "This is not a contradiction. People with advanced martial arts can often deduce a deeper level of martial arts with the existing martial arts realm. Isn't that the same true of the world's knowledge? The person who wrote this martial arts classic is no longer able to test it at the moment, and this book was taught by heaven and man, so it cannot be said. ”

Zhu'er said: "Granted by heaven and man, this is too magical!"

Ruchen said: "It's not surprising, there are many magical things in the world." The ancient tomb of Qinling in Lishan, for more than 1,000 years, many people have tried to excavate it, but they have not been able to do so. A few years ago, I heard that someone finally dug up the tip of the iceberg of Qinling, and got a peek at the terracotta warriors and horses inside, but overnight, it recovered as before, and only a small corner of the Qinling Terracotta Warriors and horses were buried in the belly of the mountain. The little terracotta warriors and horses are still so strange and aggressive, not to mention the main tomb of the Qin Tomb. Qin Ling has not been able to discover this secret, no one has solved it so far, the heavens have given the book of heaven, there are rumors in ancient times, but there is no need to make a fuss!"

Speaking of this, Zhu'er suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, Master, you...... Are you hurt, how are you like this?"

The rest of the disciples followed her gaze and saw that between Ruchen's right palm, there was blood, and they gathered around her, asking long and short questions.

After their reminder, Ruchen remembered that the jasper hairpin was still in the palm of his hand, lowered his head and stretched out his palm, and said, "You don't have to worry, the teacher is not injured." I don't know where this hairpin came from? At that time, I said that the enemy was hiding in a hole and ambushed and shot at me. ”

Mei'er said: "I'm afraid it's something on Miss Zhu's body, when the previous disciples took turns to carry her, I saw that she had a thing in her heart, and it was all blood at that time, and the disciples didn't see it very really." ”

Ruchen suddenly realized that it was Xiao Ying who was healing Zhu Yao's injuries, and after being forced by internal forces, the hairpin flew out of Zhu Yao's body.

took out a handkerchief from his body, wiped the blood on the hairpin, saw that this hairpin was exquisitely clear, and on the hairpin handle, a phoenix flew lifelike, and pondered: "This hairpin is only afraid that it is the shocking hairpin, it was originally on the shadow, could it be that Miss Zhu really killed him by mistake?"

Zhu'er suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, there are words engraved on it." ”

When Ruchen heard this, he stared at it, and sure enough, there were a few lines of fine words densely on the hairpin, and then he read it out in a low voice: "Yu has been a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes all his life, aiming to serve the country and the people, and he loves his wife, but he was taken by the dog emperor Li Longji, and he regarded it as bearable! The secret treasure in the hairpin, the rest of the scattered rivers and lakes, honest for deception, the world is stupid, should be believed. The rest of the descendants, how can they get treasure and then get rich? It is really a disaster! I regret that I can't get his chivalrous shadow sword, behead the dragon, and take revenge on his snow wife! Fly tobacco grass, talk about relieving my sorrows. Those who can see this word must be the descendants of the rest of the people!"

After listening to this, all the girls were puzzled and curious, and they all looked at Ruchen, hoping that she would explain a thing or two.

Ruchen sighed: "Alas, a small hairpin can actually set off an uproar, causing so many disputes in the rivers and lakes, but in the end, the treasure in the hairpin is fake! Poor shadow, in order to fulfill this person's last words, Baba helped him find his descendants, and was deceived and did not say anything, but also set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes. Iniquity, iniquity!"

The disciples also didn't know if the "iniquity" in the master's mouth referred to Xiao Ying's iniquity, or the person who pretended to be the hairpin. Ju'er gritted her teeth and said, "This person is so bad-eyed, who is he, Master?"

Ruchen said: "Naturally, it is Li Feiyan and his person." This hairpin said that when Li Feiyan was young, he was full of enthusiasm and was determined to serve the country. He and his wife were deeply in love, but Emperor Li Longji took away his love, so he set off disputes in the rivers and lakes in the name of the hairpin, trying to subvert the Tang Dynasty. also said that he couldn't find the chivalrous shadow sword and avenged his wife, which was a pity. The last sentence 'Those who can see this word must be the rest of the descendants', is very strange to write, and it is difficult to guess as a teacher, and it is also a lie to think about it. ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the hairpin again, but saw that the handwriting on it was gradually blurred until it was gone, and he couldn't help but be surprised and exclaimed: "This ...... Where's the word on it!"

All the disciples looked at the hairpin, but they were all surprised and couldn't make a sound.

Ruchen took the hairpin, bowed his head and pondered, and said after a while: "Could it be that on this hairpin, there was no handwriting before, and it had to be matched by external objects, so that this handwriting could be revealed?" Yes, the hairpin was stained with the blood on Miss Zhu's body, and this blood must be an adjuvance. "Stretch out a finger and bite it into your mouth.

Lan'er was quick-witted, and she had already bitten her fingers and stretched out.

Ruchen went over the hairpin, smeared the blood on it, and stared at the hairpin without blinking, and how could any handwriting be revealed.

Later, seventeen or eighteen girls from the Flower School bit their fingers one after another and smeared them with blood, but none of them showed their handwriting.

Ruchen repeatedly whispered softly in his mouth, "Those who can see this word must be the rest of the descendants", and he couldn't help thinking: "This is not a lie." As the so-called blood inheritance, the continuation of life, the blood of the ancestors must flow in the veins of future generations, and this kind of thing cannot be faked. In this hairpin, Li Feiyan didn't know what kind of mystery he had set up, so that non-descendants could not peek into his handwriting. Could it be ...... Could it be that Miss Zhu is Li Feiyan's descendant? This matter is also a bit fantastical, how can things in the world be so coincidental? Li Longji was so beautiful back then, and the retribution was unhappy, and the Tang Dynasty finally fell into the hands of Li Feiyan's descendants?

I was indignant in my heart, and I couldn't help but lose my voice: "Ying'er's life has been ruined by Li Feiyan!"

The disciples didn't know what the master was referring to, so they just looked at the dust.

Ruchen said hatefully: "Zhu Wen killed his parents, Li Feiyan faked the name of the hairpin, pulled him into the fire pit, and swept him into the cusp...... Now he is trying to save Zhu Yao...... Save...... No...... Can't let him die!"

As soon as he turned around, he was about to run into the cave. Glimpsing the deep twilight, a meteor dragged its long tail, shining brightly from the sky, and couldn't help but sink in his heart, and said gloomily: "The shadow is only afraid to go!" said and flew into the hole.

All the disciples didn't understand why the master pulled Zhu Wen's father and daughter together with Li Feiyan, and they all guessed in their hearts, and saw a huge meteor pass away in an eye, and when they heard the master say this, a sense of foreboding arose, and they followed them into the cave.

Ruchen flew in front of Xiao Zhu, only to see the two of them fainting on the ground, and hurriedly helped Xiao Ying to sit up, feeling that his body was a little cold, probing his snort, he was already out of breath, and couldn't help but mourn. I hated Zhu Yao very much in my heart, but I didn't have time to care about her life or death.

The master and apprentice cried around Xiao Ying for a while, and his body became colder and colder, so he didn't have much hope. The two disciples went out of the cave to collect mountain flowers and wild grasses, and hastily set up a mourning hall in the cave to mourn.

In this way, until the early morning of the second day, seeing that Xiao Ying had no chance of surviving, several junior sisters went to dig a pit on the mountainside, and the teachers wailed and buried him. Instead, Zhu Yao was hung in the hole, and no one cared about her life or death.

Ruchen even forgot Xiao Ying's last words in the back of his mind, neither buried immediately, nor did he avoid the burial place, only picking the beautiful scenery here, no matter if Zhu Yao turned around to see it or not. I thought that your ancestors owed Xiao Ying too much, and it was a matter of course for you to die for Xiao Ying. The Flower Sect will not destroy your corpse, but always look at Xiao Ying's face, and have already done their best to you!

The master and apprentice did not return to the cave, and went down the mountain absolutely, without saying a word, all the way to the Shaolin Temple.

This goes to Shaolin, but it is more than 100 miles. Ruchen thought to himself, at this time, there are still two days before the Duanyang Festival to fight against the Khitan Tatars, and he can catch up, but there is no need to rush to the road.

Unexpectedly, along the way, there were officers and soldiers everywhere who set up checkpoints to block the card, and Sona Xiaoying. The crowd had to take a detour and try not to clash head-on with the officers and soldiers as much as possible.

At noon on this day, everyone came to a small town, found a restaurant, asked for a few side dishes, and all of them bowed their heads and were eating.

The two of them were middle-aged men, sitting around the table drinking, there was a large plate of steaming beef on the table, a big knife was placed on the table in front of one person, and a long sword was placed on the table in front of the other.

I only listened to the swordsman: "Xiao Ying Xiao Shaoxia is really a hero in the world, it is effortless, the Emperor Zhu Quanzhong Dog who does all kinds of evil, will fall to the ground, and it is really a happy thing for the ages!"

The other swordsman hissed and said, "Be careful that the wall has ears, if these words are heard by the officials, our head will not be saved." ”

The first person said: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid of his ball, now the people on the street are talking about this matter, it's hard to kill the head! ”

The swordsman said, "That being said, we can't afford to cause trouble. You don't know that Zhu Youqi has ascended the throne as the emperor yesterday, what kind of temperament this little emperor is, it is difficult to say, but you must be careful. ”

The swordsman said: "The Zhu family is already in turmoil right now, and he, the emperor, is afraid that he won't be able to do it for long." Why don't we make a plan early, roll up the covers and go to Xiao Shaoxia, and not allow him to be the Allah of this world!"

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