Ruchen still frowned, glanced at Lan'er slightly, and said quietly: "If things are as simple as you said, why should Master say such sensational things to exaggerate the situation and frighten you." Just before "Nirvana" The passage in the middle can't be more clear. No one can practice the eighth stage of this kungfu since ancient times. That is to say, even the person who wrote this secret book has not practiced, but how can he know whether the eighth stage can be practiced? Achievement? Although the name of this book is "The True Scriptures of Nirvana", if people want to reincarnate through it and achieve Nirvana rebirth, they will eventually be a vain wish!"
Meier said: "Master, the disciple is confused. Since the author of this book has not been able to practice the eighth level of the Scriptures, then how can he write it in the book?"
Ruchen said: "This is not a contradiction. People with advanced martial arts can often infer a deeper level of martial arts based on the current state of martial arts. Isn't the world knowledge probably like this! The person who wrote this martial arts classics? , It’s no longer available for examination, this book was taught by heaven and man, so I can’t tell."
Zhu'er said: "Teached by heaven and man? This is too illusory!"
Ruchen said: "It's nothing strange, there are too many magical things in the world. Lishan Qinling tombs, for more than a thousand years, I don't know how many people tried to excavate them, but they didn't get what they wanted. I dug the tip of the iceberg of the Qin Ling and got a glimpse of the terracotta warriors and horses inside, but overnight, it recovered itself as before. Only a small corner of the terracotta warriors and horses in the Qin Ling was buried in the belly of the mountain again. The small terracotta warriors and horses are still like this. It’s a weird thing, not to mention the tomb of the master of Qin Ling. Qin Ling has no way to discover this secret, no one has yet to understand it. There are rumors in ancient times that the gods gave the day book, but there is no need to make a fuss!"
Speaking of this, Zhu'er suddenly cried out in shock: "Ah, Master, you... Are you injured? How come you look like this?"
The other disciples followed her gaze and saw Ruchen's right palm, full of blood, surrounded by her, asking questions.
With this reminder from Ruchen and the others, they just remembered that the jasper hairpin was still pinched in the palm of the hand, lowered your head and stretched out your palm, and said: "Don't worry, you are not hurt as a teacher. I don't know where this hairpin came from? Tao is the enemy hiding in the hole and ambushed, shooting at me."
Meier said, "I'm afraid it's Miss Zhu's body. When the disciples waited to take her to carry her before, they saw something in her heart. At that time, it was all blood, and the disciples didn't see it seriously."
Ruchen suddenly realized that when Xiao Ying was healing Zhu Yao, the hairpin flew out of Zhu Yao's body after being forced by internal force.
I took out a handkerchief from my body and wiped the blood from the hairpin. Seeing that the hairpin was exquisitely cut through, a phoenix was flying vividly above the hairpin handle. It was originally on Ying'er. Could it be that he really killed Miss Zhu by mistake?"
Zhu'er suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, there are words engraved on it."
Ruchen heard the words and stared at it. As expected, there were a few lines of fine characters densely on the hairpin, and then he read it out in a low voice: "For the rest of my life, I am a knight, aiming to serve the country and the people. I love my wife, but I am a dog. The emperor Li Longji seized it and regarded it as tolerable! Angrily cast this hairpin, vowing to provoke a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, thereby subverting Li Tangjiang. I must believe it. For the younger generation, how can you get the treasure and become rich? It is really troublesome! I regret that I can’t get the sword of the sword, behead the dragon, snow the wife and hate! It must be the rest of the people!"
After listening to the girls, they were at a loss and became curious. They all looked at Ruchen, hoping for her explanation.
Ruchen sighed: "Well, a little hairpin can cause a great uproar and cause so many disputes in the world. In the end, the treasure in the hairpin is fake! Poor Yinger, in order to honor this man's last words, Baba Helping him find his descendants, he was deceived and left aside, and he also set off a bloody storm in the world. Do evil, commit evil!"
The disciples didn't know whether the "work of evil" in Master's mouth was referring to Xiao Ying's work, or whether the person who pretended to be the hairpin did the work. Ju'er gritted her teeth and said: "This person has such a bad heart, who is he, Master?"
Ruchen said: "Naturally it is Li Feiyan. This hairpin said that when Li Feiyan was young, he was passionate and determined to serve the country. He and his wife loved him deeply, but he was taken away by the emperor Li Longji. Under the guise of Jinghong hairpin, he set off disputes between the rivers and lakes in an attempt to subvert the Tang Dynasty. He also said that he could not find that sword and avenge his wife, which was a pity. The last sentence, "Those who can see this word must be surplus." Later, the writing was very strange, and it was difficult to guess as a teacher, and it was a false statement to think about it."
After speaking, I lowered my head and looked at Jinghong hairpin, but saw that the writing on it was gradually blurred until it disappeared. I couldn't help but exclaimed: "This... the words on this!"
All the disciples turned their gazes at the hairpin, and they were all surprised and unable to make a sound.
Ruchen held the hairpin, lowered his head to ponder, and said for a while: "Could it be that there is no writing on this hairpin, and it has to be supported by foreign objects to show this handwriting? Yes, just on top of the hairpin, it is stained with red. The blood on the girl's body is presumably the blood." He stretched out a finger and tried to bite it in his mouth.
Lan'er had a quick heart, already bit her finger and stretched it out.
Ruchen went over the hairpin and smeared the blood on it, all eyes were not blinking, staring at the hairpin, and there was no trace of the handwriting revealed.
After that, Huajian sent seventeen or eight girls to bite their fingers and smear the hairpins with blood.
Ruchen whispered repeatedly in her mouth, "Those who can see this word must be the rest of the people", and can't help thinking: "This is not a false statement. It is the so-called blood inheritance, the continuity of life, the blood of future generations, The blood of the ancestors must be flowing. This kind of thing cannot be faked. In this hairpin, Li Feiyan does not know what kind of mystery set up, so that it is not for the future generations to see his handwriting. Could it be... Could it be Miss Zhu It’s Li Feiyan’s descendants? This is a bit of a fantasy. How can things in the world happen to be so coincidental? Back then, Li Longji captured the beauty of others, retribution was unhappy, and Tang Jiangshan finally fell into the hands of Li Feiyan’s descendants?"
Angrily in my heart, I couldn't help but say: "Ying'er's life has been ruined by Li Feiyan!"
The disciples didn't know what the master was referring to, they just looked at the dust.
Ruchen bitterly said: "Zhu Wen killed his parents; Li Feiyan's fake hairpin dragged him into the fire pit and swept him into the cusp of the storm; now... Now he is trying to save Zhu Yao... Save... No... You can't let him die. !"
After speaking, he turned around and ran into the cave. Glancing under the deep twilight, a meteor dragged a long tail, shining light from the space, and couldn't help but sink, and said sadly: "Ying'er is afraid to go!" He said that he flew into the hole.
The disciples didn’t understand why the Master pulled Zhu Wen and Li Feiyan together. They all wondered in their hearts, and saw a big meteor disappearing. Hearing what Master said, a sense of ominousness arose spontaneously, and one after another followed into the cave. go.
Ruchen Fei came to Xiao Zhu, only to see the two of them fainted on the ground, and hurriedly helped Xiao Ying sit up, feeling that his body was a little cold, and breathing his nose, he was already breathless, and couldn't help but feel terrified. I hate Zhu Yao very much, but I have no time to care about her life and death.
The masters and apprentices surrounded Xiao Ying and cried for a while, leaning into her body more and more coldly, and they didn't hold any hope. The two disciples came out of the cave to gather mountains, flowers and weeds, and set up a mourning hall in the cave.
So until the early morning of the second day, seeing that Xiao Ying had no chance of surviving, a few junior sisters went to the mountainside to dig a hole, and the teachers wailed and buried him. Instead, Zhu Yao was hanging out in the cave, and no one cares about her life or death.
Ruchen even forgot Xiao Ying's last words of death. He neither immediately buried him nor avoided the place of burial. He only chose the beautiful scenery here, no matter how Zhu Yao turned around, he could not see it. I thought that your family's ancestors owed too much to Xiao Ying, and that you died for Xiao Ying, that was also a matter of course. The Huajian faction does not destroy your corpse. It always looks at Xiao Ying's face, and has done its best to you!
The masters and apprentices didn't even go back to the cave, and they went down the mountain absolutely, without saying a word in anguish, heading for Shaolin Temple all the way.
I went to Shaolin, but it was more than a hundred miles away. Ruchen thought, at this moment, there are still two days left before the Duanyang Festival to fight the Khitan Tartar.
Unexpectedly, along the way, there are officers and soldiers from beams setting up checkpoints everywhere, asking for Xiao Ying. Everyone had to take a detour and try not to confront the officers and soldiers as much as possible.
At noon that day, everyone came to a small town, looked for a restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and all of them bowed their heads and ate them. They could not help but feel sad when they heard someone in the sideline talking about the killing of Zhu Wen by Xiao Ying. , The meal is also difficult to swallow.
Both of them were middle-aged men who were sitting around the table and drinking. The table was filled with a large plate of steaming beef. One had a big knife on the table, and the other had a long sword on the table. The two of them were full of dusty colors, and they appeared to be two gangsters.
Just listen to the knife guest said: "Xiao Ying Xiao Shaoxia is really a hero in the world, effortlessly, the all-evil Zhu Quanzhong dog emperor, and his head fell to the ground, really happy forever!"
The other swordsman hissed and said, "Be careful that the wall has ears. If this is heard by the official, we can't keep this head."
First, he said: "I'm afraid he has a ball, and the people on the street are all talking about this. Can't Chengdu take it to behead! At this moment, those doglegs are all chasing Xiao Shaoxia. , I don’t care about other people’s gossip."
The swordsman said: "That's what we say, we can't make trouble. You don't know that Zhu Yougui has become the emperor yesterday. It is hard to say what temperament this little emperor is, but we must be careful."
The sword said in a guest: "Zhu family, it is already precarious now, he, the emperor, will not be able to do it for long. Why don't we make plans early and go to Xiao Xiaoxia with the blanket, forbid him to be the Allah in this world! "