Brother Song, why are your face so ugly?Zhong Ling, who was standing beside him, asked with concern when he saw his expression gloomy.
It's nothing, I just thought of something unhappy.Song Qingshu grinned.
Huimen wanted to join forces with the Ming Cult, and it seemed that he had to notify the master... Master as soon as possible.
Qu Feiyan was stunned after saying that. She had always admired her master, but she didn't expect that the other party would give her to another man. Although the man seemed to be unaware of it, he subconsciously looked at Song Qingshu's face. Qu Feiyan was sad and blushed a little: When she gets along on weekdays, she doesn't think he is not a elm head, why did he realize it so much about this matter...
They couldn't unite for a while, so the most important thing was to go to the Tantric Buddhism first. If I could restore my skills and combine the two swords with your leader, Zhang Wuji would be fine at all.
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.
After hearing what he said, Qu Feiyan felt extremely depressed: Young Master, I said before that I had arrived at Ningma Temple as soon as possible, but you were going to visit Mount Emei.
Just by the way, Mount Emei has special significance to me... Song Qingshu sighed and took them down the mountain without waiting for the two women to ask questions.
Brother Song, that woman has disappeared, why do you still take advantage of us?
Young Master, your hand... please don't put it on my waist.
……
Leaving Mount Emei, the three of them came to the nearby Ya'an City. After full preparation, they crossed Erlang Mountain to the west, crossed the Dadu River, Yalong River, and Jinsha River in turn, and entered Tibet in Batang City. After resting in Mangkang City on the road for a day, they crossed the Lancang River, crossed the towering Hendaweng Mountains, and came to Zuogong City near Nujiang. With the help of local residents, they crossed the Tanggula Mountains, and passed Basu, Bomi, Linzhi, Mozhugongka, and Dazi, and finally arrived at the Nyingma Temple.
Oh, oh, oh!How dangerous!The road to Shu is more difficult than that of the sky... It's so great that Li Taibai must have never been to Tibet.
He was surrounded by dangers along the way and almost died in the snow-capped mountains and rivers several times. Song Qingshu still felt scared when he recalled it.
Zhong Ling's little face was also a little pale. He regretted not to follow him several times on the way. No matter how terrible Lan Feng Huáng was, she could only compare with the power of nature.
Qu Feiyan felt deeply the same, and finally understood why his master sent her to escort Song Qingshu over. With his body that lost all his martial arts skills, he must have died on the road, and he would definitely not be able to hold on. Young Master, Li Taibai may have been to Tibet.According to legend, Li Bai claimed to be the three immortals, the wine fairy ranked first, the poetry fairy ranked second, and the sword fairy ranked third. Of course, for those of us in the martial arts world, the wine fairy poem fairy doesn't matter, but the sword fairy can arouse people's interest. It is said that he once went deep into Kunlun and fought with the Nine Heavens Xuannv in Kunlun Fairyland. As for whether it is true or not, it is unknown.
Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl?Song Qingshu was stunned and laughed silently. Do you believe this thing?
Qu Feiyan did not smile, but said with a serious expression: At first, I didn’t believe it either, but a few years ago, Master Heimuya asked me to sort out the notes of the predecessors in the martial arts world. By chance, I found that the records of several martial arts world predecessors were all swearing to see this Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl. The ages they lived were hundreds of years apart, and it was impossible to communicate with each other, but their descriptions of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl were similar.
Is there such a strange thing?
Song Qingshu suddenly became interested. Since he traveled to this world, he, who has always been atheistic, has become more awe of ghosts and gods, and asked quickly, "What is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl they recorded?"
Holding a green bamboo stick in his hand, a green dress, his expression is innocent and romantic as a girl, but his martial arts are as terrifying as ghosts and gods. You should know that those martial arts seniors are all the best masters in the world. They can make everyone feel ashamed and feel desperate. Who else can they be besides gods?
Qu Feiyan can still feel the shock of seeing these notes that day when she speaks.
The theory of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl is too illusory. I went deep into Kunlun several times in my early years, but I didn’t see any Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl.A Buddha's name came, and Jiumozhi walked over with a smile on his face.
After leaving for many days, how can the national teacher be good?Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little intimate when he met an old friend in a foreign land.
Last time, when Mr. Song said something, the little monk felt enlightened. After coming back, he devoted himself to studying Buddhism and finally eliminated the demonic obstacles in his body. Jiumo's divine light was restrained, and his skills were obviously higher. Looking at Song Qingshu's face, he couldn't help but worry: The little monk heard that the young master's breathing was quite uncomfortable in the distance, and he thought he was worried. Now he saw that the young master's injuries were extraordinary. I wonder why you fell to the current situation?
This matter is a long story, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, in short, I was greedy for a while and practiced two martial arts, one Yin and one Yang at the same time, but was invaded by the true energy of a top master, the yang and the yang balance in the body, resulting in the loss of internal strength, and the risk of exploding the body at any time.
What master can actually hurt the young master like this?Jiumozhi was very clear about Song Qingshu's martial arts. Although he was still lacking in terms of quality, there were only a handful of people who could surpass him in the world.
Ming Cult advocates Wuji.Speaking of this name, Song Qingshu's expression gradually turned cold.
It turned out to be him. Jiumozhi comforted him a few words, and then asked, "The young master was seriously injured, but he traveled thousands of miles to Tubo. Why?
The leader of the Eastern Sect also checked the injuries of his family. She said that in addition to the marrow washing scripture in Shaolin Temple, only a special ritual of Tantric Buddhism can save his life.
Song Qingshu still knew nothing about that technique at this time and couldn't help but feel worried.
The Marrow Cleansing Sutra of Shaolin Temple is naturally an excellent way to harmonize yin and yang. However, no one has ever seen the Marrow Cleansing Sutra for thousands of years. Whether it exists or not is still a 50% or not. Jiumozhi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, As for the Tantric practice... Did the Eastern Master ever explain that it was the name of that sect? The little monk was dull and could not imagine that there were any other scheming techniques in the Tantric Buddhism that could solve the problems in the prince's body.
The leader of the Eastern Sect never told me, but he just said that I would know when I got here.Song Qingshu had no choice but to spread his hands.
Huh?
Jiumozhi once again filtered out the martial arts books of various sects of Tantric Buddhism in his mind. He was a genius from Tantric Buddhism and was familiar with Central Plains martial arts. Naturally, he knew the martial arts of his own sects well. Finally, a name that was almost forgotten was reflected in his mind, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Did the national teacher think of it?Seeing his expression, Song Qingshu asked happily.
The little monk probably knew what the Dongfang Sect Master said, but it was not convenient for the little monk to say that he would wait until the young master arrived at Ningma Temple to see the opportunity.Jiumozhi smiled.
What are you doing? Song Qingshu was depressed immediately. Dongfang is like this, and national teacher, you are the same.
Jiumozhi smiled without saying a word. He looked at the two girls beside Song Qingshu, and his smile became stronger: Since the last time he parted, although his young master's martial arts skills were not as good as before, his luck in love seemed to have reached a higher level. The little monk admired him.
Song Qingshu teased: National Master, you are a monk. If you are so obsessed with love luck, the Buddha will blame you.
Jiumozhi smiled slightly: Attachment to appearance is what you say in the Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains. The Tantric "Mahasama Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra" I practiced have no related concerns.
The national master is profound in Buddhism, so I really shouldn’t show off my skills. The Nyingma Temple team hopes that the national master will recommend it to me.
Song Qingshu knew very well that he was a half-baked man, but he had no intention of discussing with Jiumozhi and wisely stopped the topic.
Please come with me, three.Jiumozhi led the three of them to the temple gate.
Unlike the Central Plains Temple, the layout of the Tantric temple is slightly cramped, but the appearance is even more magnificent. When we arrived at the temple gate, Zhong Ling and Qu Feiyan both stopped.
Why did the two stop moving forward?Jiumozhi stopped and glanced at the two of them in confusion.
Isn’t the temple usually rejecting female guests?Zhong Ling thought of so many Buddhist temples in Dali, and every time he wanted to go out for fun, he was stopped by those stinky monks...
Qu Feiyan nodded. She had been walking in the world all year round, so she naturally knew that Shaolin Temple and other places did not allow female guests to enter.
Jiumozhi understood and suddenly burst into laughter: Our Tantric Buddhism does not have those bad rules. The two female donors should come in together. Maybe you will need your help in the injury of Mr. Song later.
Can we help too?Zhong Ling is self-aware and knows that her martial arts are not as good as the world. If she wants to say that she can help Song Qingshu’s internal injuries, she doesn’t believe it.
Qu Feiyan had the same idea. She had absolutely no choice but to be as good as her master's martial arts. How could she be able to help?
certainly!Jiumozhi was unwilling to say more, so he took the three of them to a quiet room and said: Mr. Song, please wait for a moment, and the little monk will tell you about your situation to the elders in the temple.
I'm sorry for the national teacher.
Song Qingshu replied with a bow, feeling uneasy. He was too big and pretended to be too many things, but if all his martial arts were lost, all this would be vain, so he was naturally worried about gains and losses.
Song Qingshu and the other two waited for about three incense sticks of time bored. Jiumozhi walked in with a strange expression, and scared him as soon as he opened his mouth: Mr. Song, Master Lotus wants to see you.
Lotus Master?Song Qingshu immediately became uneasy. Isn’t it just the Lotus Master who has been in seclusion for dozens or hundreds of years, and I don’t know which generation of master you are?
good!Jiumozhi sighed, "Young Master is so lucky that he will be received by the Master as soon as he comes. The young monk has only seen him once or twice in decades."
Could it be that I also have the luck of the protagonist?
Song Qingshu followed Jiumozhi around the temple with a strange expression. He came to a secluded courtyard. Jiumozhi made a gesture of inviting him: Mr. Song, the master is inside, and the little monk will not go in.
I have the national teacher.After Song Qingshu returned the gift, he slowly walked over.
It's nothing, I just thought of something unhappy.Song Qingshu grinned.
Huimen wanted to join forces with the Ming Cult, and it seemed that he had to notify the master... Master as soon as possible.
Qu Feiyan was stunned after saying that. She had always admired her master, but she didn't expect that the other party would give her to another man. Although the man seemed to be unaware of it, he subconsciously looked at Song Qingshu's face. Qu Feiyan was sad and blushed a little: When she gets along on weekdays, she doesn't think he is not a elm head, why did he realize it so much about this matter...
They couldn't unite for a while, so the most important thing was to go to the Tantric Buddhism first. If I could restore my skills and combine the two swords with your leader, Zhang Wuji would be fine at all.
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.
After hearing what he said, Qu Feiyan felt extremely depressed: Young Master, I said before that I had arrived at Ningma Temple as soon as possible, but you were going to visit Mount Emei.
Just by the way, Mount Emei has special significance to me... Song Qingshu sighed and took them down the mountain without waiting for the two women to ask questions.
Brother Song, that woman has disappeared, why do you still take advantage of us?
Young Master, your hand... please don't put it on my waist.
……
Leaving Mount Emei, the three of them came to the nearby Ya'an City. After full preparation, they crossed Erlang Mountain to the west, crossed the Dadu River, Yalong River, and Jinsha River in turn, and entered Tibet in Batang City. After resting in Mangkang City on the road for a day, they crossed the Lancang River, crossed the towering Hendaweng Mountains, and came to Zuogong City near Nujiang. With the help of local residents, they crossed the Tanggula Mountains, and passed Basu, Bomi, Linzhi, Mozhugongka, and Dazi, and finally arrived at the Nyingma Temple.
Oh, oh, oh!How dangerous!The road to Shu is more difficult than that of the sky... It's so great that Li Taibai must have never been to Tibet.
He was surrounded by dangers along the way and almost died in the snow-capped mountains and rivers several times. Song Qingshu still felt scared when he recalled it.
Zhong Ling's little face was also a little pale. He regretted not to follow him several times on the way. No matter how terrible Lan Feng Huáng was, she could only compare with the power of nature.
Qu Feiyan felt deeply the same, and finally understood why his master sent her to escort Song Qingshu over. With his body that lost all his martial arts skills, he must have died on the road, and he would definitely not be able to hold on. Young Master, Li Taibai may have been to Tibet.According to legend, Li Bai claimed to be the three immortals, the wine fairy ranked first, the poetry fairy ranked second, and the sword fairy ranked third. Of course, for those of us in the martial arts world, the wine fairy poem fairy doesn't matter, but the sword fairy can arouse people's interest. It is said that he once went deep into Kunlun and fought with the Nine Heavens Xuannv in Kunlun Fairyland. As for whether it is true or not, it is unknown.
Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl?Song Qingshu was stunned and laughed silently. Do you believe this thing?
Qu Feiyan did not smile, but said with a serious expression: At first, I didn’t believe it either, but a few years ago, Master Heimuya asked me to sort out the notes of the predecessors in the martial arts world. By chance, I found that the records of several martial arts world predecessors were all swearing to see this Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl. The ages they lived were hundreds of years apart, and it was impossible to communicate with each other, but their descriptions of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl were similar.
Is there such a strange thing?
Song Qingshu suddenly became interested. Since he traveled to this world, he, who has always been atheistic, has become more awe of ghosts and gods, and asked quickly, "What is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl they recorded?"
Holding a green bamboo stick in his hand, a green dress, his expression is innocent and romantic as a girl, but his martial arts are as terrifying as ghosts and gods. You should know that those martial arts seniors are all the best masters in the world. They can make everyone feel ashamed and feel desperate. Who else can they be besides gods?
Qu Feiyan can still feel the shock of seeing these notes that day when she speaks.
The theory of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl is too illusory. I went deep into Kunlun several times in my early years, but I didn’t see any Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl.A Buddha's name came, and Jiumozhi walked over with a smile on his face.
After leaving for many days, how can the national teacher be good?Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little intimate when he met an old friend in a foreign land.
Last time, when Mr. Song said something, the little monk felt enlightened. After coming back, he devoted himself to studying Buddhism and finally eliminated the demonic obstacles in his body. Jiumo's divine light was restrained, and his skills were obviously higher. Looking at Song Qingshu's face, he couldn't help but worry: The little monk heard that the young master's breathing was quite uncomfortable in the distance, and he thought he was worried. Now he saw that the young master's injuries were extraordinary. I wonder why you fell to the current situation?
This matter is a long story, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, in short, I was greedy for a while and practiced two martial arts, one Yin and one Yang at the same time, but was invaded by the true energy of a top master, the yang and the yang balance in the body, resulting in the loss of internal strength, and the risk of exploding the body at any time.
What master can actually hurt the young master like this?Jiumozhi was very clear about Song Qingshu's martial arts. Although he was still lacking in terms of quality, there were only a handful of people who could surpass him in the world.
Ming Cult advocates Wuji.Speaking of this name, Song Qingshu's expression gradually turned cold.
It turned out to be him. Jiumozhi comforted him a few words, and then asked, "The young master was seriously injured, but he traveled thousands of miles to Tubo. Why?
The leader of the Eastern Sect also checked the injuries of his family. She said that in addition to the marrow washing scripture in Shaolin Temple, only a special ritual of Tantric Buddhism can save his life.
Song Qingshu still knew nothing about that technique at this time and couldn't help but feel worried.
The Marrow Cleansing Sutra of Shaolin Temple is naturally an excellent way to harmonize yin and yang. However, no one has ever seen the Marrow Cleansing Sutra for thousands of years. Whether it exists or not is still a 50% or not. Jiumozhi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, As for the Tantric practice... Did the Eastern Master ever explain that it was the name of that sect? The little monk was dull and could not imagine that there were any other scheming techniques in the Tantric Buddhism that could solve the problems in the prince's body.
The leader of the Eastern Sect never told me, but he just said that I would know when I got here.Song Qingshu had no choice but to spread his hands.
Huh?
Jiumozhi once again filtered out the martial arts books of various sects of Tantric Buddhism in his mind. He was a genius from Tantric Buddhism and was familiar with Central Plains martial arts. Naturally, he knew the martial arts of his own sects well. Finally, a name that was almost forgotten was reflected in his mind, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Did the national teacher think of it?Seeing his expression, Song Qingshu asked happily.
The little monk probably knew what the Dongfang Sect Master said, but it was not convenient for the little monk to say that he would wait until the young master arrived at Ningma Temple to see the opportunity.Jiumozhi smiled.
What are you doing? Song Qingshu was depressed immediately. Dongfang is like this, and national teacher, you are the same.
Jiumozhi smiled without saying a word. He looked at the two girls beside Song Qingshu, and his smile became stronger: Since the last time he parted, although his young master's martial arts skills were not as good as before, his luck in love seemed to have reached a higher level. The little monk admired him.
Song Qingshu teased: National Master, you are a monk. If you are so obsessed with love luck, the Buddha will blame you.
Jiumozhi smiled slightly: Attachment to appearance is what you say in the Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains. The Tantric "Mahasama Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra" I practiced have no related concerns.
The national master is profound in Buddhism, so I really shouldn’t show off my skills. The Nyingma Temple team hopes that the national master will recommend it to me.
Song Qingshu knew very well that he was a half-baked man, but he had no intention of discussing with Jiumozhi and wisely stopped the topic.
Please come with me, three.Jiumozhi led the three of them to the temple gate.
Unlike the Central Plains Temple, the layout of the Tantric temple is slightly cramped, but the appearance is even more magnificent. When we arrived at the temple gate, Zhong Ling and Qu Feiyan both stopped.
Why did the two stop moving forward?Jiumozhi stopped and glanced at the two of them in confusion.
Isn’t the temple usually rejecting female guests?Zhong Ling thought of so many Buddhist temples in Dali, and every time he wanted to go out for fun, he was stopped by those stinky monks...
Qu Feiyan nodded. She had been walking in the world all year round, so she naturally knew that Shaolin Temple and other places did not allow female guests to enter.
Jiumozhi understood and suddenly burst into laughter: Our Tantric Buddhism does not have those bad rules. The two female donors should come in together. Maybe you will need your help in the injury of Mr. Song later.
Can we help too?Zhong Ling is self-aware and knows that her martial arts are not as good as the world. If she wants to say that she can help Song Qingshu’s internal injuries, she doesn’t believe it.
Qu Feiyan had the same idea. She had absolutely no choice but to be as good as her master's martial arts. How could she be able to help?
certainly!Jiumozhi was unwilling to say more, so he took the three of them to a quiet room and said: Mr. Song, please wait for a moment, and the little monk will tell you about your situation to the elders in the temple.
I'm sorry for the national teacher.
Song Qingshu replied with a bow, feeling uneasy. He was too big and pretended to be too many things, but if all his martial arts were lost, all this would be vain, so he was naturally worried about gains and losses.
Song Qingshu and the other two waited for about three incense sticks of time bored. Jiumozhi walked in with a strange expression, and scared him as soon as he opened his mouth: Mr. Song, Master Lotus wants to see you.
Lotus Master?Song Qingshu immediately became uneasy. Isn’t it just the Lotus Master who has been in seclusion for dozens or hundreds of years, and I don’t know which generation of master you are?
good!Jiumozhi sighed, "Young Master is so lucky that he will be received by the Master as soon as he comes. The young monk has only seen him once or twice in decades."
Could it be that I also have the luck of the protagonist?
Song Qingshu followed Jiumozhi around the temple with a strange expression. He came to a secluded courtyard. Jiumozhi made a gesture of inviting him: Mr. Song, the master is inside, and the little monk will not go in.
I have the national teacher.After Song Qingshu returned the gift, he slowly walked over.
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