When Chu Feng was still wording to answer the monk Xuanbei, "Why does the donor have this question", the old monk did not have the consciousness that he had offended Gusu Murong at all, and he continued: "The old monk had a pair of arms and meridians that were chaotic, and now it is said that the meridians of the Chu donor are damaged, which is seventy percent similar to the old man's back then. Speaking of this, he sighed again, "Touching the scene, talking about old things, don't say it, don't say it." ”

Chu Feng hurriedly put down what he didn't have, anyway, this old monk was killed by the Murong family on the way to Dali to help, but he was not in a hurry, but in Xuan Bei's mouth, how could his injury be seventy percent similar to the "meridian rebellion".

Qiao Feng also looked puzzled, and said, "Divine Doctor Xue has seen it for Brother Chu, but he has never talked about the rebellion of the meridians. ”

Xuan Bei smiled and said: "People eat grains, but they have a hundred diseases. The same is true of the path of internal force cultivation. Qiao's gang master's divine skills are the best in martial arts, and the truth is clearer than that of Lao Wei. Before Qiao Feng could speak, he heard Xuan Bei say again, "Back then, in order to find a cure, I searched the pharmacopoeia but found nothing. ”

"The old man was already disheartened, and since he couldn't practice martial arts, he didn't force it anymore. Xuan Bei is plain to say, but everyone knows that "yesterday he was still a generation of monks, but today he doesn't even mention martial arts" is really a sad word in response to his name.

Chu Feng listened quietly to Xuan Bei and continued: "Listen to the morning bell in the morning, and listen to the dusk drum in the evening. Usually worship the Buddha, idle to go out of the mountain. Although the meridians of the old man were chaotic, his body was still strong, the woodcutter in the mountains, the fields under the mountain, and carefully walked all over the Shaomu Mountain. ”

Speaking of this, Xuan Bei stopped again, and said after a while: "After a few years, Lao Wei really forgot about martial arts, and only felt peace and joy. Who knew that when the teacher returned overnight, the meridians of my hands had actually healed without medicine, which was really the pity. ”

Chu Feng unconsciously felt that Xuan Bei looked at him with a very sincere face, and said secretly in his heart: No, Xuan Bei, don't you want to cross me into your Shaolin? As the saying goes, "the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin", Shaolin Temple has been really respected for hundreds of years, but there are too many troubles in Shaolin Temple at this time to count.

What kind of illegitimate son of the abbot master, the book thief of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the junior brother of Gu Mozhi can recruit anything casually, and it is estimated that the bones and scum will not be found.

Chu Feng remembered that the sweeping monk said that Shaolin stunts often hurt people's lives, and they were also angry in the depths, and they had to practice Buddhist scriptures to resolve them, otherwise they would eventually ask for hardship. Although the monk Xuanbei failed to practice the Buddhist scriptures, he said that he had done good deeds for several years, and his realm was much higher than that of those monks who read the Buddhist scriptures.

It's just that the world can't escape the words "easy to know and difficult to do", if you want Chu Feng to feel at ease and calm, recite Buddhist scriptures hard, or serve the people in current affairs, I am afraid that it will fall on the word "difficult". In the past 20 years, he has always turned Chu Feng into a standard screw, and asked him to suddenly take the matter of being a good person and doing good deeds as his lifelong pursuit, and he didn't want to know that this road was not going to work.

Xuan Bei watched Chu Feng's face change, and naturally knew what he was thinking, and after being slightly disappointed, he clasped his palms together and said: "Although Master Chu is not a disciple of my Buddhism, you might as well familiarize yourself with the scriptures in your spare time." In recent years, the situation on the rivers and lakes has changed abruptly, killing everywhere, if you can't clear the Lingtai, it will be difficult to cross it. I don't know what this monk remembered, Chu Feng looked at Qiao Feng, Lingtai Qingming is easy to say, who meets Qiao Feng and says that kind of encounter, can Lingtai Qingming?

Xuan Bei continued after a while: "There is great joy in the scriptures, but the world still needs to facilitate the method, and the wounds of the old man's meridians are healed without medicine, but I thought in my heart: If my Shaolin disciples are as greedy as me, they will not be able to go through my hardships again......"

Qiao Feng suddenly remembered something and was about to speak, when he heard Chu Feng ask first: "Master Xuanbei, if it is related to Shaolin martial arts, you can't make it difficult for the master." It's not that Chu Feng is high and bright, I'm afraid that this monk will say two sentences first, arouse addiction, and then say "don't pass it lightly". Qiao Feng listened to Chu Feng's words and also persuaded Xuan Bei.

"It's okay, it's just a little trick, and it has nothing to do with Shaolin martial arts. Xuan Bei shook his hand, signaling that the two of them didn't need to care, and said, "The way of martial arts is nothing more than habit cultivation. The angry and disturbed, the floating will be distracted, the depressed will be dizzy, and the irritable will be sad. Master Chu can be described as 'dry and chaotic', which will inevitably hurt his body and spirit. ”

If you want to say these words, apart, Chu Feng naturally heard it clearly, and when it was together, he was a little confused, so he heard Xuan Bei continue: "If you can 'calm your heart', you can be 'peaceful', Master Chu, look!"

Chu Feng was slightly stunned, and wanted to answer, but saw that the finger slowly pointed to his eyebrows. Seeing that it was slow, Chu Feng opened his mouth, but he couldn't even say the word "index finger", the finger was on the center of his eyebrows, and a soft shout came from his ear: "Duh!" The old monk's beard in front of him was all open, and under the residual sun after the summer rain, it was plated with a layer of brilliance, almost like a living Buddha.

This scene was only for a moment, and Chu Feng came back to his senses.

The old monk is still seated.

Qiao Feng raised his tea and wanted to drink.

Chu Feng felt as if something had changed, but he couldn't say it.

Chu Feng didn't know the goods, but Qiao Feng's arm that raised the teacup was condensed, and he said after a while: "Congratulations to the master." This shout and question pointed directly to his heart, and all the miscellaneous things in Chu Feng's heart were swept away, and he naturally reached the realm of "nothing and no self". Qiao Feng's congratulations originally had two meanings, one was that the profound and commendable Dharma of Xuan Bei Buddhism was precious, and the other was naturally that Xuan Bei used such a subtle method, which would inevitably cause damage to his cultivation. The beggars made a note of this favor.

"Joe's gang leader praised. The master of Chu is golden and jade, and the old man is happy to see it, but it is a pity that he was not born to the heart of the Buddha. Later, when there is time, the Lord of Chu may wish to go to Shaomu Mountain and his party, and the old man will sweep the couch and wait. Xuan Bei got up and said to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng didn't know what the old monk had done, but looking at Qiao Feng's actions, he naturally knew that he had gained great benefits, and where did he dare to behave well, so he hurriedly said: "Chu Mou is a Buddha, and once he is safe, he will definitely go to the treasure temple and listen to the teachings again." ”

Xuan Bei smiled, stopped talking, and was about to turn around.

Xu is finger is still powerful, Chu Feng floated in his heart again, "Murong Bo" this person, the ghost asked a god: "Master Xuanbei, in the past, he traveled in the mountains of Shaomu, how carefree, why do you want to return to the rivers and lakes now?"

"Hmm, why did Master Chu ask this?" Xuan Bei stopped and looked at the young man at the table, an old thing floating in his heart. More than 20 years ago, Xuan Ci, who was not the abbot of Shaolin at that time, was already a pride of the party, and invited a friend to Yanmen Pass, saying that he wanted to thwart a big conspiracy in the martial arts. At that time, Xuanbei's martial arts had not recovered, and he could not go together. He only knew that when he returned from this trip, his senior brother Xuanci's Taoist heart was scattered, and his Buddhist cultivation was in ruins, and he was not even as good as himself.

It wasn't until later that Xuan Ci, who had taken over as the head of Shaolin, informed Xuan Bei of the reason and asked him to go to Gusu and ask Murong Bo why he had falsely spread information and trapped him in an unrighteous place. Murong Bo was invisible, and he didn't see Xuanbei, but he didn't think that Xuanbei was meticulous, and among all the subtle clues, he actually launched the intention of Gusu Murong to rebel.

Chu Feng didn't answer, just stared at Xuan Bei's face.

ps: There are two things to report.,It seems that there are a lot of things on the weekend.,Tomorrow is the week of the week.,If it's not updated at seven o'clock in the morning.,Then it can only be sent in the evening.。 Then, two shifts a day for the next week.