That night, the weather was gloomy, thick dark clouds covered half of the sky, the wind was howling, and heavy rain was coming.
Xu Yi sat on the threshold, staring blankly at the mountain mist dancing with the wild wind, at this moment, Liao Chen's ghost stumbled past Xu Yi's door.
At that time, Xu Yi didn't even remember it, and he opened his mouth to say hello, "Master, it's going to rain heavily, so we need to rest our feet."
After shouting, Liao Chen paused and said in surprise, "Born with dark eyes!"
As soon as these words came out, Xu Yi shuddered, and suddenly realized that the great monk in front of him was not a man of the mortal world, his body was empty, and he was walking around.
Fortunately, Xu Yi himself died once, so he was not afraid of Chen, so he invited Chen to come to shelter from the rain again.
After a rainstorm, Xu Yi had a preliminary understanding of Liaochen.
Liao Chen said that he was from the Western Regions and was an outer disciple of Tianchan Temple. He traveled all over the world and went to Guang'an Mansion. Go to the nether world.
However, ghosts cannot survive in the yang world for a long time. When they travel to the foot of Huiyin Mountain, the ghosts of Liaochen are already weak, and they are about to disperse.
It just so happened that Xu Yi called out to stop Chen, and followed Chen's instructions to use rooster blood every day to help Chen recover a little bit of ghost.
There is nothing to repay for the dust, so he passed down a set of body training methods, which made Xu Yi what he is today.
Three months ago, Liaochen's ghost was barely consolidated, and he wanted to leave again, but he knew that the ghost was not like the body, so it was rare for him to last long in the mortal world.
To avoid accidents, he made an appointment with Xu Yi for today. If his ghost cannot return to his hometown, he will come here to meet Xu Yi again.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yi came today as promised, and Liao Chen's ghost was already disabled.
Without waiting for Xu Yi to ask, he listened to Chen Dao, "Time is fate. On the way back, the poor monk missed the evil peach blossom. Bo, met Tanyue."
"Master, there must be a way, there must be a way!"
Xu Yi had tears in his eyes.
Liaochen reached out his hand to pat Xu Yi's shoulder, but his big imaginary hand pierced through the shoulder, unable to touch the real thing at all. He sighed and said, "Tanyue need not be sad, life and death are destiny, the poor monk is a sinner, he deserves this calamity. Time doesn't matter." If there are too many, let Chen see Tanyue's achievements in the past few months!"
What else did Xu Yi say, Liao Chen looked at him gently, his eyes full of expectations.
Xu Yi didn't say another word, opened his boxing frame, bowed his body, clenched his fist with his left hand, and flexed his fingers with his right hand. He let out a breath from his dantian and fired it.
Qilin treads the sky!
Rage to heaven!
Free demon!
There are only three repetitions, and in the vast forest, it seems that there is a bull monster showing its power. In the blink of an eye, dozens of small trees as thick as the mouth of a bowl are knocked off and flying!
After a round of punching and kicking, Xu Yi retracted his fists and stood upright, his face not flushed, not panting, Yuan Tingyue stood up.
Liao Chen's eyes were wide open, his vacant face was full of shock.
This set of Qilin Dominant Fist is the supreme skill of the Western Regions Zen School during the body training period of Tianchan Temple. It is not a direct disciple of Tianchan Temple, and it will never be taught lightly.
It was also by chance that he entered the Dharma Eye of Zen Master Jiuru, so he was able to teach this boxing.
He was grateful for Xu Yi's kindness in rescuing him, and passed this fist down again.
However, Liaochen never expected that it took only six months for Xu Yi to practice to the peak of physical fitness with this set of Qilin Baliquan.
He used it for three years!
His younger brother, Bei Chen, also spent a year, and that's it, he has been hailed as a genius who emerges once every fifty years in the Tian Chan sect.
Liaochen also knew that Beichen could achieve a breakthrough in three years, Tianchan Temple paid more than just a set of Qilin Baliquan, and the consumption of various precious medicinal materials was also incalculable.
What does this peasant boy in front of him have? It's just relying on storytelling to earn some copper coins, and at most use the monthly savings to exchange for some inferior medicinal materials!
After several months, it was a miracle to get to this point!
"Tanyue is a genius. This poor monk has never heard of it. He didn't have a teacher's order before. He privately taught Tanyue Qilin Baliquan. The poor monk really feels uneasy. Seeing Tanyue's talent today, even if my master Jiuru knows it, he shouldn't will blame."
Liaochen's face was full of relief, and he clasped his hands together to call Buddha.
Xu Yidao, "My disciples are dull by nature, and the owner only needs to be diligent. If others practice once, I can practice ten times and a hundred times. I believe that diligence can make up for one's weakness!"
"Diligence can make up for one's stupidity! Wonderful words! You can say this sentence, which shows your heart! Well, there is not much time to clean up, please Tan Yue listen attentively."
Immediately, Liaochen spit out old things.
It turned out that when Liaochen was thirty years old, he broke through the peak of physical training and reached the sea of Qi, so he was promoted to serve as an officer in the Buddhist scriptures building of Tianchan Temple.
In the years that followed, Liaochen's life remained the same as before, except that he devoted himself to pursuing martial arts, that is, cleaning the scripture library and sorting out the classics. In a flash, it was fifteen years.
One day, news came out from the Sutra Library that Dust Thief had escaped!
The senior officials of Tianchan Temple were furious, and a big hunt began.
Liaochen fled from the Western Regions to the Middle Earth in one breath, and made his way to Guang'an, where he died in a battle! Only then did Yin Soul and Xu Yi meet.
Liao Chenyuan didn't intend to tell Xu Yi about this secret, but now that his ghost was about to disperse, Xu Yi had a heavy trust, so he told all the cause and effect.
"If you don't break the sea of energy for a period of sixty years, you will have no hope for life! After all, Liao Chen did not escape the great terror between death and life. He became afraid and became greedy for the thief, so he stole the precious scriptures! Perhaps God is going to punish Chen. This precious scripture is beyond the grasp of ordinary people. In the end, Liaochen is nothing more than a bamboo basket fetching water, and the mirror is empty. Today, the dust is about to disappear, and there is nothing left to remember. The only regret is that this precious scripture cannot be returned. Fortunately, I met Tanyue at Tianchan Temple. Liaochen begged Tanyue to return the precious scriptures to Tianchan Temple on behalf of Chen!"
With that said, Liao Chen wanted to kneel down.
Xu Yi had served Chen as a teacher, how could he receive such a great gift from Chen, turned around and walked away, and said anxiously, "But I have an order, so don't dare not obey!"
At this moment, another gust of fierce forest wind blew, brushing the ground, and actually tore away Chen Zhi's remaining arm.
Xu Yi was also at a loss for what to do, but when he heard Chen trembling with pain on his face, he uttered a sentence. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the forest, and Chen's broken ghost was blown away.
Xu Yi was stunned for a long time, feeling sad from it, staring at the Yin locust forest, the empty forest was silent, the thin smoke was soft, and there was no trace of dust.
He yelled wildly, then wailed, the desolate sound shocked the vast mountains and forests, cranes and tigers howled, and lasted for a long time, until the east gradually turned white, in the dense mountains, flocks of birds came out of the forest, breasted tigers roared in the valley, a hundred sounds entered the ears, but There is no more dust and divine thoughts coming.
Suddenly, Xu Yi knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and his mind was filled with the voice and smile of Liaochen.
I don't know when, a ray of morning light suddenly came into the forest, Xu Yi finally suppressed his grief, chopped wood to form a monument, used soil as a tomb, threw three sticks of incense into the tomb, and reluctantly erected a tomb for the sake of dust.