Yellow walls and black tiles, the Buddha's name is chanted, the palace is pure and far away from the world.
Monk Meng Qi's robes, socks, and shoes were all dust-free, as clean as if he had just returned from a bath. While leisurely enjoying this rare purity, he followed Duan Xiangfei into the temple gate and found Zhike Monk.
If you want to ask about Master Yuanmeng, Zhi Ke Monk is a fair, fair and eloquent young monk. He knows all the presiding masters of recent generations.
Yes, when I was young, I was given an amulet by Master Yuanmeng, which has miraculous effects. Now that I am returning home at such an old age, I want to pay homage to Master Yuanmeng and add some fragrant oil to your temple. Duan Xiangfei lamented the vicissitudes of life and said, "Who is not young and in his prime, but time is not forgiving. He feels that his muscles are weak and shriveled, and his skin is wrinkled and yellow inch by inch. No one is afraid or afraid, so live forever." Vision is a dream that lasts from generation to generation.
The monk who knew the guest suddenly said: You are Duan Xiangfei, the benefactor of Duan.
Ah, Master knew that I, Duan Xiangfei, was extremely surprised. This happened decades ago. Meng Qi was also surprised, but the matter of the Little Jade Buddha is inherently strange, so this level of shock is just what it deserves.
The monk Zhike smiled and said: Because Master Yuanmeng left a letter before his death, saying that if the donor brings someone else here, he will give this letter to you, uh, to the person next to you who has received the amulet.
Meng Qi was shocked again that Master Yuanmeng had such foresight, and he increasingly felt that the matter of the Little Jade Buddha was confusing and definitely contained a great secret.
Duan Xiangfei was speechless for a long time, as if he didn't believe that Master Yuanmeng, who seemed ordinary at first, could be so miraculous, until Master Zhike smiled and invited him in. He just sighed: I don’t know where the letter is.
In the Sutra Pavilion, the Master and Donor Duan were also invited to go together. Because Meng Qi was dressed as a monk. Zhike monks are called Dharma masters.
The bodhi tree is green and pure. As Meng Qi walked, he asked Zhike Monk about Master Yuanmeng.
The monk who knew the guest did not hide anything, and told the truth: Master Yuanmeng was an orphan, and was taken back to the temple. He was not outstanding when he was young, and he could be said to be muddle-headed. But when he was about thirty years old, he seemed to suddenly have an enlightenment, and he lived on the floor in the Sutra Pavilion. For ten years, I read through the Buddhist scriptures. After realizing the meaning of Zen, he later became the abbot of this temple because of his superb Buddhist teachings. When he passed away, golden lotuses and golden lamps appeared, Zen music and sutras fell, and eight treasures descended from the sky.
After his death, no relics of him survived, but the eminent monks in the temple said that he had achieved Arhat status.
It sounds like normal words of praise from an eminent monk. Meng Qi often saw golden lotus Zen sounds and other sounds beside his master, and did not think it was strange that the eminent monk had such a vision when he passed away.
While thinking, Zhike Monk had already led Meng Qi into the Sutra Pavilion and asked them to wait on the first floor. Go upstairs and get the letter by yourself.
After a while, Zhike Monk came down with an old letter and handed it directly to Meng Qi.
Meng Qi thanked him. Unpack carefully and unfold.
This is a piece of paper that has turned yellow, with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it. Just a few words:
Where to find Lingshan
Where to find Lingshan? Meng Qi repeated it, confused and confused. What does Master Yuanmeng mean by this statement, and what does it have to do with the Little Jade Buddha
Duan Xiangfei also saw the content of the letter and was even more puzzled.
Meng Qi calmed down and clasped his hands together: Amitabha, Brother Zhike, can I wait for a while
He planned to explore Master Yuanmeng's footsteps to see if there was anything else he could gain in order to understand the true meaning of this statement.
Duan Xiangfei offered some money for fragrant oil, and knowing that it was okay for monks to be guests, he arranged for Meng Qi, Duan Xiangfei, Duan Mingcheng and others to stay.
For a period of time after that, Meng Qi took the time to refine the acupoints related to the ear apertures, and kept thinking about the sound of divine thunder that day in silence.
This sound was majestic and majestic, penetrating directly to the bottom of his heart, and had the ability to wash away the ear apertures. Although it was only recalled through memory and the true essence was rare, it also made Meng Qi's ear acupoints gradually feel loose.
Moreover, Che Wanxiu came to compete with Meng Qi every day in swordsmanship. He gradually went from needing to use Luo Hongchen to defeat him, to the point where his own swordsmanship was integrated into one, and he was indistinguishable from the Luoxue sword. His swordsmanship improved It's not a big deal. At the same time, this kind of progress is also a result of tempering. Coupled with the discussion with Duan Xiangfei on the level of mental moves, Meng Qi is becoming more and more aware of self-opening.
But there's still something missing, and it's hard to feel like I'm having a blast.
On this day, Meng Qi finished practicing the Golden Bell Cover Transfiguration and the Bone Changing Chapter, and was about to think about Yama Luo Tie and find someone to discuss it with, when he suddenly saw Duan Xiangfei coming in with a smile on his face.
"Old Duan, what's the matter?" Meng Qi joked.
Duan Xiangfei chuckled and said: Master, don't you want to test the master with a knife? Another master came to your door.
The battle between Master Zhending and Luo Xue Daoche Wanxiu is spreading across the rivers and lakes at an unbelievable speed. Everyone is shocked and excited. But for the master, if he wants to make further progress, he must fight with this kind of battle. The fight between masters who break the boundaries between humans and gods is one of the few options, so as long as their hearts are not dead, they will definitely come
It was precisely in anticipation of this that Meng Qi waited at Changhua Temple with peace of mind, instead of running from place to place and wasting time in vain.
I don’t know which Grandmaster Meng Qi asked with a smile.
Duan Xiangfei smiled like an old fox: Luo Qing, an old acquaintance. The miserable monk couldn't come to sit in meditation. Wu Caisha lived in Tiannan, and it took two months for the news to spread. Gai Yuan had been missing for two years, so he was the only one who could come.
The white-clothed sword god Luo Qing and Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully, just in time to try his sword skills again, but when he mentioned Luo Qing, he remembered something: Old Duan, you should have taken away the treasures of the Snow God Palace long ago. Alright
Duan Xiangfei's face suddenly turned red: There were two copies of the treasure map, one was cut into four pieces and given to the four guardians, and the other was hidden in the hands of the palace master's son, the old man. After the old martial arts master was able to protect himself, he opened up the treasure. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to become a master and re-establish the secret Snow God Palace.
This is what it should be. There is no treasure map for the four guardians. It is not passed down to the palace master unless it is as an insurance policy. Meng Qi is not greedy for the treasure. He patted the monk's robe and held up the red The evil sword of day. Step out of the door of the Zen room and turn into the courtyard next to it.
In the courtyard. Luo Qing stands under the bodhi tree, his white clothes beat the snow. The long sword is cold, the eyebrows are like a swimming dragon, and the nose is like hanging gallbladders. He really looks good.
Others say that your sword skills can reach the gods, but I only believe half of them. Luo Qing said briefly that he had fought against Meng Qi and knew his level of strength at that time. He also knew that he had a sword technique that could lead to gods, but it was not the same two words with the same order. The meaning is completely different.
When facing him before, Meng Qi was in a weak position. He could only rely on Duan Qingjing to rely on the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle and was unable to lock Luo Qing. But now, Meng Qi's sword skills have greatly improved and he has almost mastered what he has learned. Although he is still not as good as Jiang Zhiwei In this way, understanding the principles of swordsmanship and creating new moves would be almost as good as Zhang Yuanshan's current moves. Therefore, when facing Luo Qing again, he felt calm and calm. Hengdao smiled and said: I hope that after this battle, you can trust the other half.
He didn't draw his sword, waiting for Luo Qing to make the first move.
Luo Qing was not polite either. The long sword was raised and thrust forward.
Suddenly. The bright sunlight seemed to be absorbed into the sword, and only the long sword shone brightly in the entire yard. The rest was pitch black.
The sword light was so powerful that it covered the sky and the sun, and was extremely terrifying.
Meng Qi no longer had the panic as before, his eyes were shining, as if there was a trace of golden light leaking out, his eyebrows clapped, and his spirit was relaxed. Then, what he saw in front of him was no longer mysterious. The long sword crossed the sky and slashed diagonally. Of course , Luo Qing himself could not be found.
However, Meng Qi could vaguely detect the two locations where Luo Qing was roughly located. The sword light spread out and rolled forward, covering these two locations under the sword light.
The sound of clanging and clashing swords continued as Meng Qi and Luo Qing fought faster and faster, blowing up all the bodhi leaves in the courtyard.
Che Wanxiu came over early in the morning to ask for advice. At this time, she and Duan Xiangfei were standing nearby, witnessing the battle, and sighed in a low voice: Even if he doesn't use the magic sword move, Master Zhending's sword skills are not inferior to mine. .
Seeing Master Zhending, I really feel like my decades of life have been in vain. Duan Xiangfei laughed at himself.
Meng Qi displayed his sword skills to the fullest. He felt refreshed all over his body and wanted to scream. This time, due to the situation, Luo Hongchen responded with the sword.
The pinnacle of martial arts, the joy of fighting, and the pinnacle of life are all blended into the light of the sword, as if they are being scrutinized from the boundary between humans and gods.
Duan Xiangfei and Che Wanxiu were in a trance with this sword, unable to control themselves. Which master has not reached the top and defeated all the heroes in the world
With a clang sound, the sword was sheathed and fell. Luo Qing stood there blankly, feeling lost, being defeated by Master Zhending in an upright manner.
Meng Qi slung the Red Sun Evil Suppressing Sword at his waist, clasped his hands together and said: Amitabha, Donor Luo, I am a poor monk who has been thinking about sword skills recently. I wonder if I can communicate with you.
Without the Sacrifice Technique, he would only have the power of one sword for the time being, so he planned to study swordsmanship.
Luo Qing calmed down his expression and said coldly: It's up to you.
As a loser, you have no choice.
Time passed very quickly. Through his own hard training and his sparring with Duan Xiangfei, Che Wanxiu and Luo Qing, Meng Qi really got started with swordsmanship and mastered it. , is also an absolute killer move, and the ear orifice is becoming more and more clear, as if it is waiting for an opportunity to open on its own.
The vitality and energy are secretly stored. Because the eyes, ears, nose, and mouth are open, they will naturally open when the inner world is first formed. Meng Qi did not practice rashly, so as not to affect the opening of the orifices.
The Golden Bell Shield and Phantom have not made much progress, but their swordsmanship has improved rapidly under Luo Qing's training. He has probably mastered the changes in Yama Luo Tie. Just waiting for actual combat practice, Dugu Nine Swords also has a vague sense of entry, and is only one step away from the beginning. foot.
There are still seven days left. Try Yama Tie first. If the ear openings are not opened by the expiration date, take Tianshi Diting Pills. On this day, Meng Qi finished his homework and flipped through the Dugu Nine Swords, thinking about his arrangements.
After a while, he put the secret book away and looked around at Duan Xiangfei, Che Wanxiu, Luo Qing, Duan Mingcheng and others who were waiting next to him. He suddenly smiled: Dear donors, would you like to hear about opening the boundary between humans and gods? Is there anything else you are missing
After training for more than a month, I should give him some reward and settle the cause and effect.
Ah, even if he was as cunning as Duan Xiangfei and cold-faced as Luo Qing, he was looking at Meng Qi with an expression of surprise and excitement just like Che Wanxiu and Duan Mingcheng. . .