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Three days later, Sikong Zhan said goodbye to Dugu and Brother Carving, and officially embarked on the journey of burying books.

At the top of the mountain, Dugu looked at Sikong Zhan in the distance and said, "Diao'er, let's go back." ”

Brother Eagle let out a low sigh and was depressed.

Dugu patted the giant wings of Brother Eagle and comforted: "That little Taoist priest is not simple, and his achievements in the future may not be less than mine, and I don't have to worry about not meeting him." ”

Brother Eagle roared loudly, and his joy was fully revealed.

"After I left, I realized that I needed to retreat for a few days. ”

Dugu flew up in defeat, stepped out of the top of the tree three feet away, and his figure flickered several times before disappearing into the distance. Brother Eagle roared, flapped his wings and flew high, following Dugu to seek defeat.

Sikong Zhan walked along the official road unhurriedly, his heart was inexplicably excited, and he took stock of the harvest of this trip.

Twelve snake gall bladders, equivalent to the twelve years of hard work of an ordinary martial artist, a total of 192 tricks have been opened, plus the original five tricks, and the ninety tricks contained in the second vein of Ren Du, a total of 287 tricks, a total of 365 tricks around the person, counting, there are still 78 tricks that have not yet been opened.

"My skills alone should be stronger than Zhou Botong now, and compared with the four uniques, it should be on par, but the foundation is vain, and the performance should be worse. Sikong Zhan compared his current skills with Ouyang Feng's skills that day, and guessed.

"According to my current skills, it is not a problem for the first yang finger to be promoted to the fourth grade, or even the third grade, because the time is too short, and I have not fully comprehended the fifth grade mantra and mental method, so the one yang finger is still in the realm of the sixth grade. ”

"The other martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect have also further comprehended, making it more and more wishful, and the power has been improved by one point. ”

"Also, I got acquainted with a generation of sword demons Dugu and Eagle Brothers. ”

Sikong Zhan Mei Zizi's infinite reverie, looking at the horizon, the autumn is high and refreshing, the sky is blue, I can't help but sing loudly, and the clear voice spreads far away with the breeze.

"The autumn is high and the scenery is good, the stars are changing, the scenery is new, the red dust is swaying, the vast world is in the sky, and I don't know the colorful red ,......"

Tubo, Dalun Temple.

An ancient temple hidden in the snowy mountains, surrounded by ancient cypresses, the cigarette smoke is misty, and it is rare to find a quiet place for Buddhism.

In the meditation room, the old man lowered his eyes and chanted in a low voice, and a young man stood opposite, wearing a yellow monk's robe, less than forty years old, cloth clothes and shoes, there was absolutely no difference, but his face was full of energy, and there seemed to be a treasure flowing.

After a stick of incense, the old man was light, his eyes were calm, and he said softly: "Chide Zan, do you have a decision?"

"Abbot, the little monk has been uncomfortable recently, unable to continue to participate in Zen, it is rumored that there are countless masters of Buddhism in the Central Plains, and he wants to go to Middle Earth. "Chittsen's voice was very modest and courteous.

"Life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change. The abbot's words meant to exhort.

Chide was silent for a while, and then resolutely said: "The little monk thinks that he has made small achievements, and he is willing to follow in the footsteps of the patriarch Gu Mozhi, go to the Central Plains, and talk about the law and Taoism with various eminent monks, hoping that one day, he can influence the Tibetan tribes, unify again, and reproduce the grand occasion of my Tubo a hundred years ago." ”

Hearing this, the abbot was obviously stunned, and only nodded lightly after a long time, and only sighed after Chitzan retreated.

The abbot came alone to the mountain behind the monastery and walked along the mountain path, and soon stopped in front of a cave.

"Patriarch, Chitzan has decided to go to Middle-earth. ”

"His heart is in turmoil, and it is useless to stay, so let him go. There was a faint sound from the cave.

"But ......," the abbot still needs to say.

The sound of footsteps in the cave sounded, an extremely ordinary middle-aged monk came out, the abbot hurriedly saluted, the middle-aged monk stretched out his hand to help, the abbot found that he could not bow down no matter what, as if a force appeared out of thin air to drag him.

The abbot understood that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, but the Tubo national teacher Jiu Mozhi, who was born in the Great Wheel Temple a hundred years ago, so he was not surprised.

Gu Mozhi looked at the bottom of the mountain and said: "Chai Dezan is talented and intelligent, and has great wisdom, but after all, he is young and does not know Buddhism. ”

"There are endless masters in the Central Plains, and I am worried about the safety of Chitzan. ”

Gu Mozhi said slowly: "Don't worry too much, people like me will not shoot at the juniors regardless of their faces, the martial artists of Datongtian are bent on breaking through the martial arts, and they don't care about the world, Chai Dezan is not a flamboyant and reckless person, just be cautious and careful, and there will be no worries about your life." ”

"I'm going to tell you. The abbot really couldn't rest assured that this young disciple under the door was down.

Although the abbot was anxious, he went down the mountain unhurriedly.

Kuma Zhi by Chi Dezan can't help but think of himself many years ago, when he was young, he was taught the flame sword magic by his master, swept the black sect in Tibet, and shook the west, and his skills and knowledge have reached a very high level, and he is proficient in Buddhism, and every five years, he opens the altar to preach the scriptures.

Later, he became friends with Murong Bo, the descendant of the Murong clan in Gusu, and exchanged the cultivation techniques of the flame knife to learn the twenty-three unique skills of Shaolin.

As the protector of the country of Tubo, he was dedicated to serving the country, and resolutely went to Dali alone, trying to snatch the secret six-vein divine sword scripture that Dali did not pass on, triggering an invisible sword battle.

In the Langhuan Jade Cave, I learned about the practice of Xiaowuxianggong of the Xiaoyao School, and mistakenly obtained the Shaolin Yijin Sutra, so far the internal strength has increased greatly, but because the practice is in a hurry, it leads to the anger in the body to go crazy.

By chance, Duan Yu, the son of Dali, sucked up the internal force, and lost all his martial arts, but because of this, he was enlightened, returned to the Dalun Temple, buried himself in studying the Buddhist scriptures, and finally understood the truth of Buddhism.

"Qiao Fengyi was thin and cloudy, what a hero, now I am afraid that he has turned into loess, Duan Yu is lucky to get a strong internal force, after all, there is no internal force, can not escape the cycle of life and death, I don't know how many years, the honest and stupid little monk of Xuzhu also passed away.

The three brothers who were in the past have disappeared with the years, and the old monks of the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion should have broken through like me, but I don't know how my friends and Xiao Shizhu are, if they can seriously let go of the obsession in their hearts and meditate on Buddhism, with their talents, they may also be able to break through. ......”

Kumazhi's thoughts fluttered, for a long time, he smiled with relief, turned back to the cave, reopened the Diamond Sutra, the treasure was solemn, and continued to copy the scriptures.

The path of martial arts is endless and endless.

The next day, Chide Tsan went out of the temple alone, went down the snowy mountain, looked at the Dalun Temple from afar, and resolutely embarked on the road in his heart. (The novel "Penetrating the Quanzhen Religion" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there are also 100 gifts for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "dd" and follow, hurry up!)