A Clash of Gods

Yang Ning's eyebrows smiled and let the Ming Ming young monk pass the scriptures, and the young monk actually did. The Qing Scripture was passed on to Yang Ning. Yang Ning only felt that the clear mantra was very mouthful. The number of words in the mantra was not much. Let Yang Ning recite it, and so on, in less than an hour, Yang Ning has barely made a note.

This Qingjing is just like Yang Ning's expectation, it is a true qi method. Yang Ning thought that this mental method should be learned, it is not an easy task. Yang Ning, who knows the Ming Ming young monk, etc., remembers the Qing Jing heart method clearly. Afterwards, without delay, the tuna luck method was imparted to Yang Ning according to the Qing Scripture, and Yang Ning had known how to luck according to the Qing Scripture in less than an hour.

He knows the Liuhe Divine Skills, although he was a bit ignorant before, but after all, he used the Liuhe Divine Skills to absorb the abilities of others in times of crisis, and experienced the feeling of true energy flowing in the meridians, not without the slightest skill. Now the luck method taught by the young monk , Inhale into the body, and then circulate in a few veins.

According to what the young monk Zhenming said, although the pure old monk told him not to pass on the Qing Scripture, the Qing Scripture itself was not difficult to learn, but it was the basic martial art of Qi training.

Yang Ning now knows that if he has no real energy, he just waits if martial arts have no soul.

If the martial arts moves are like shape, then the true energy is the soul, and the martial arts without soul, such as the walking dead, are extremely stiff even if they are clever.

However, with the soul, no matter what martial arts are learned, the integration of true qi and martial arts moves is like a soul, and the power is greatly improved.

According to what the young monk Zhenming said, the Qing Scripture, like most of the True Qi Heart Method, can transform the breath between heaven and earth into the true Qi of the human body through cultivation, and the true Qi that is tempered will be stored in the Dantian of the human body Among them, it is not easy to refine the breath between heaven and earth into pure true qi.

Although Yang Ning learned the luck method of the Qing Jing in a short time, under the guidance of the young Ming monk, it did introduce a breath into the body, but the entered breath only penetrated into the veins for a short period of time, and disappeared. The shadow is nowhere to be found, out of reach of Dan Tian.

"Brother Ning, don't worry." The young monk Zhenming saw that Yang Ning was somewhat frustrated and exhorted: "You are not easy to learn today and you can understand how to be lucky. The essence of the Qing Scripture is to do it in the word" Qing ". Only when the mind is as quiet as water, pure and peaceful, and perseverance, can one gradually feel the breath entering the body, and over time, one can breathe in one's body. This is not urgent. "

He was serious and young, but he was old-fashioned.

Yang Ning couldn't help but ask: "How long did it take you to hoard the Qi?"

The young monk really thought about it and honestly said: "It took a little more than three months for the young monk to be stupid."

"It turns out that you also spent three months." Yang Ning said: "It seems that without ten days and eight days, I'm afraid it won't work either."

The young monk Zhenming looked up at the sky and said, "Brother Ning, it's time for supper. The monk went to Wugutang for dinner. You ..."

Yang Ning got up and said, "I'll go with you. If you are still at noon, bring some food with you. I'm afraid that when your Master comes back, we will both starve to death here."

Zhen Ming little monk hesitated and said: "It's just that you have gone, and Wu Gutang's brothers may not give more." He also said: "The master will return soon, and the monk will be hungry for a few days, and he should not die."

Yang Ning thought that your little bald donkey really has no sense of humor.

The young monk Zhenming didn't stop it, but Yang Ning put on a monk's robe, which was prepared in advance. Although Yang Ning felt that wearing a monk's robe was not special, but the young monk Zhenming said it was a rule in the temple. Persuasion, Yang Ning was only afraid of being stalemate with this young monk, and the young monk had to "punish" himself. He could only put on the monk's robe first, and after putting it on, he would fit.

The two walked down the narrow road. The road twisted and twisted. Yang Ning looked around. The mountain was shaped like a dragon. The mountain was steep and winding. Among the mountains, there were many lakes, springs, mountains, and water. The temple is all in one, majestic and magnificent, magnificent and magnificent. When the sun goes down, it shines on the mountain rock. That is purple shale. When the sun shines, it will reflect golden light.

Daguangming Temple is not a monolithic temple. Lofts and halls are scattered everywhere. Boardwalks are suspended in many places. The young Ming monk knew that Yang Ning had just arrived, and patiently explained that Yang Ning soon knew that there were three of this great light. The pavilion, the fifth floor, the seventh hall and the eighteenth hall are grand in scale and beautifully constructed.

Wugu Hall is one of the eighteen halls, located between the North Peak and Tianbao Mountain Peak.

After walking for a long time, Yang Ning felt a little bored. He secretly wanted to be a monk at Daguangming Temple. It was really not easy. After eating a meal, it would be better to go back and forth.

The Wugutang is the place where the monks of the whole temple dine, so the area is very large. When the two arrived, they saw that there were already hundreds of people in a long queue above the open space outside the Wugutang. With Yang Ning in the back row of one of the teams, Yang Ning thought that wearing hair like his own but wearing a monk's robe would definitely attract attention. When I arrived here, I found out that there was not one person like myself. I saw that five or six people, like themselves, wore monks' robe, but all had long hair, and all the monks didn't care.

There were still twenty or thirty people ahead, and Yang Ning couldn't help it at the moment. Yang Ning couldn't help thinking of the school life of that year. He also queued up for dinner. He didn't want to spend many years. .

At this moment, when I heard footsteps coming from behind, I saw four or five monks dressed in monks each carrying a wooden barrel in their hands, and walked quickly.

These monks are obviously different from other monks. Most of the monks in Daguangming Temple are off-white robes, but the monks of these monks are slightly yellow, and there are yellow belts around their waists, regardless of their arms. Still tied on the ankles with straps, walking very fast, in fact, it is also very different from the general monks.

I saw that the monks were carrying wooden barrels and did not line up. They went straight into the Wugutang, and Yang Ning saw it. He thought that these monks were working in Wugutang, responsible for the logistics of Daguangming Temple.

After waiting for a while, there were still more than a dozen people in front, and a lot of people came up in the back. Although there were many people in the square in front of Wugutang, there was no one to speak, and it seemed very quiet.

At this moment, Yang Ning saw the yellow belt monks coming out of Wu Gu Tang, steaming in the barrel. One of them happened to pass by Yang Ning. Yang Ning glanced at the barrel. There are more than half barrels of fried bamboo shoots in Neisheng, but the craftsmanship is good. The fragrance of bamboo shoots floats over, so that Yang Ning, who is not full at noon, has an appetite.

The yellow belt monk saw Yang Ning probe the wooden barrel, glanced at Yang Ning, frowned, and snorted. Yang Ning froze, and saw the yellow belt monk hurried away with his companion.

Look at the yellow belt monk's arrogant look just now, it seems that the superior is first class, Yang Ning is very upset, can't help but pat the shoulder of the young monk in front of him, and asks: "Brother, what are these guys doing? How? Don't line up with everyone? "

The young monk shook his head and didn't speak.

Yang Ning was not interested, and waited for a moment, then it was the turn of Zhenming young monk. I saw that the big monk who had a meal was a fat big monk. He looked up and looked at Zhenming young monk. He took a big spoon, only at A small bowl was added to the bowl of Zhen Ming's monk, and a few green vegetables were placed at will, and Yang Ning was moved forward.

Yang Ning frowned, and said to the fat monk: "I said ... Brother, is your meal too little? Did you let him eat?"

His voice was not too loud, but it still attracted many people's attention. Someone looked up.

The young monk Zhenming was very cautious. He pulled the sleeves of Yang Ning and whispered: "Enough!" Instructed Yang Ning not to say more.

Yang Ning had a bad complexion. He went forward and placed the rice bowl on the window sill. He specially picked a slightly larger bowl. The fat monk scooped a tiny piece of rice ball. , Indicating Yang Ning to leave.

Yang Ning's arms are green, and he doesn't hold the bowl. He just looks directly at the fat monk.

The fat monk saw it, and said broadly: "Do not flash, will the people behind eat it?"

"People in the back don't have to worry about whether to eat or not. I ask you, what do you mean?" Yang Ning pointed his finger at the rice bowl. "Just now I saw other people. Some bowls are full. , My meals here add up, not even half a bowl, I have a large amount of meals, you can add more. "

The fat monk sneered, "Don't you eat it?"

Yang Ning said: "It is natural to eat, but this is not enough, add more."

The fat monk put down his big spoon and embraced his arms horizontally. He looked up and down at Yang Ning and asked, "Are you just uphill?"

"When I go up the mountain, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." Yang Ning said: "I came here to eat, this meal is not full."

"When is Wu Gutang's turn for you to decide?" The fat monk said coldly: "Love to eat ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ If you don't eat, just go now."

Yang Ning said angrily: "You are a monk, can you speak more politely? My request is not excessive. Since you are in charge of Wu Gu Tang, you should have enough food."

"Less nonsense." The fat monk raised his finger to Yang Ning: "Are you going? Wu Gutang hasn't dared to stalk here yet."

"I'm sorry, no one dared to talk before, but he didn't want to worry about you, but I have a bad temper." Yang Ning sneered: "The Buddha said that all beings are equal, you are a Buddhist disciple, and how is it? The bowls are piled up like a mountain, and some people ca n’t even fill their belly. Is this the equality of all beings? "

When the young monk saw it, he hurried over and said to the fat monk: "Brother, this is Brother Ning who just went up the mountain. I don't know the temple rules yet, you ...!"

"When you arrive at Wu Gu Tang, you don't have the right to speak." The fat monk interrupted: "He is your younger brother? Oh, that's a new apprentice from Jingchun's uncle? You two listen well, let alone today, From now on, every meal will look like this. If you are not convinced, just say so. "

At this moment, listening to someone saying, "Who is making a noise here?" In the voice, a tall monk over thirty came over with a long, thin face, and his eyes were cold.

"Brother Zhenbi!" Zhen Ming young monk busy said: "This is Brother Ning, he ...!"

Brother Zhenbi raised his hand to stop Zhenming's young monk's words, looked at Yang Ning, and asked, "Are you making trouble here?"

"Trouble?" Yang Ning also stared at Brother Zhenbi. "You misunderstood. I came to dinner. Someone was unfair, so I want to talk. It's that simple. I don't know if it's troubling."

But I saw that Brother Nubuat glanced at Yang Ning's rice bowl, sneered, and waved his hand. That dinner had fallen to the ground and fell into several pieces. The few foods in it were also spilled on the ground.