Legend of the Cultivation God

The ninth eighty-one chapter of the Tibetan Classics

A soft force held Zhang Xiaohua and blocked his worship.

"You don't have to be polite, let the little donor, the old man is too simple here, please forgive me!" The sound of the longevity master is unusual and harmonious, it sounds very comfortable.

Zhang Xiaohua said with sincerity and conviction: "I am very fortunate to see the master. How can I dare to care about foreign objects?"

"Oh, well, Ren Xiaoshi is not very old, but picking up people is a veteran, no wonder you can get the favor of your lord, instead of sending rumors to send invitations!"

"Where..." Zhang Xiaohua said humblely: "Isn't there some strength, the leader of the big talents sent?"

"Oh?" Master Changsheng is puzzled.

"Oh, this is the case..." Master Chang Xing came forward and said what happened just now, and finally explained: "Without the abbot's permission, the poor are good at making claims, and the abbot is also punished!"

"Hehe" smiles on the top of the field, a hand gesture: "The younger brother is also bad, the world martial arts out of Dalin, the martial arts of Dalin Temple is to let the people of the world cultivate, although the small donor is a sacred disciple..."

Zhang Xiaohua listened, and his face was happy, but then he was disappointed. He only listened to the longevity master and said: "The inner workings of the secrets of Dalin Temple are certainly not allowed to practice. Generally, the boxing method and the sword The flow of law, look at it is no problem..."

However, Zhang Xiaohua still thanked him. He wanted to advance the Dharma sword in advance, but he was afraid that Chang Geng master would be suspicious and had to be a stuffy gourd!

After the approval of the Changsheng Master, Chang Xing’s master was relieved. Zhang Xiaohua took the opportunity to take out the jade, and handed it to him with respect and said: “This is the invitation that I sent to the Lord, and I asked the abbot to accept it! ”

Long growing old nodded: "You have a hard work for this invitation, how can you not accept the old?"

Saying that it is to catch the jade, holding the jade in his hand, immersing the gods, after a while, the white eyebrows pick, ask: "Ren Xiaozhuzhu? Your **** education has been completely broken. Lost?"

"Yes, the master of the longevity" Zhang Xiaohua then said that the story of the fragrant teaching, the longevity master's brows are slightly wrinkled, and after a while, sighed: "Time is also, life is also, people are in the rivers and lakes, not From yourself, even..."

Then he announced a Buddha number and ridiculed himself: "As a person outside the party, it is to let the little donor laugh!"

Zhang Xiaohua shook his head and said: "Master compassion, in the ‘I don’t go to hell, who goes to hell’, is in the rivers and lakes, I really can’t wait...”

Then, take a look at the Chang Geng master who is next to the low eyebrows and try to say: "The long-lived abbot, the boy is dull, and there is one thing that the abbot is willing to do..."

"What else?" asked the long growing old smile.

At this time, Master Chang Geng looked up and said: "The abbot brother, what the donor asked for, the poor knowing, involves the hidden secrets of my Dalin Temple..."

“Oh?” He grew up and looked at Zhang Xiaohua. “Would you please let the little donor wait outside for a while?”

Zhang Xiaohua quickly got up and said, "This matter involves the life of my Zixia master. If it is possible, I still hope that the master is compassionate!"

Long growing old nodded slightly, with no smile.

Zhang Xiaohua got out of the simple Zen room, stood outside, and waited for about half a meal. It’s not long, it’s not too short, and he wants to release the knowledge several times and see inside. What exactly is doing, and also wants to see the bandits inside, and hear what the bottom is saying, but one is afraid of being discovered by the long growing old, and the second most important thing is that he is afraid of annoying the Dalin Temple. Disciplinary, only a polite sentence: "Sorry, this is my Dalin Temple secret, can not be arbitrarily circulated."

Yes, the dream of finding something about your own life is nothing.

Perhaps Zhang Xiaohua can hold Chang Geng master to live, use the ecstasy to force the persecution, but the works of the Tianlong teaching can have a way to escape the fascination, Dalin Temple can not?

Just after Zhang Xiaohua thought about it, when he scratched his head, the door of the Zen room was "opened", and the masters of Chang Xing and Chang Geng came out from it. Zhang Xiaohua jumped over and hurriedly said: "Master, such as... He....... ?"

Chang Geng’s master smiled and said: “The abbot’s compassion is already accurate. It’s been a long time in the past. When the old man thought about it carefully, let me know again!”

Zhang Xiaohua was pleasantly surprised, and he quickly gave a gift: "Thank you, Master, I..."

"Small donors don't have to pay more, the abbot has words, don't have to thank each other in person, and the family is convenient for people. In addition, the abbot will attend the martial arts conference of your teaching on time, and the small donor will go back and tell the quiet teacher too."

“Thank you for the master!” Zhang Xiaohua stood outside the door and slammed into the room.

However, a soft force is revealed from the room. It is holding him and not letting him bow down. Although this is not worth mentioning for Zhang Xiaohua at this time, Zhang Xiaohua is hesitant and very respectful. Get up.

"Well, the little donor, the abbot does not give thanks, you don't have to thank, why should you stay in the vulgar?" Chang Xing master smiled and said: "Or with the old man to the Tibetan Classics, what swordsmanship, boxing Find it and talk about it."

For the dream to find clues to find a life experience, Zhang Xiaohua is also less eager for what swordsmanship, boxing and sticking methods, thinking of the dream waiting outside the temple, Zhang Xiaohua tried to test: "Rong Xiaozi went to the temple first, and will follow this matter. How did Zixia Sister say?"

Master Yukio swayed his hand: "This is not an urgent matter. Find a disciple and go out and say, send you to the Tibetan Classics Hall. There are other things in the old man."

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Thank you for your master."

Then I thought of one thing and asked: "Right, before coming to Dalin Temple, he taught the master of the church. If it is possible, let the worship of the master of the heavens, I wonder if he will sue with the master of Changsheng?"

"This is a good saying, the old man will swear the abbot for a while, and wait for the little donor to go to Tallinn before leaving!"

"Tallinn?" Zhang Xiaohua stunned, not waiting for him to ask, Chang Xing master is heading forward, it seems that this Tallinn Zhang Xiaohua should know the same.

Following Master Chang Xing came to an extremely ordinary pavilion, a gray-haired monk came out to meet, and Chang Xing master pointed to Zhang Xiaohua: "This is the messenger of the sacred religion, Ren Xiaoyao, the abbot has a choice, can choose one The ordinary cheats such as the sword method and the palm method are read in the Tibetan Classics. They cannot be brought out of the Tibetan Classics and cannot be copied!"

"Yes, follow the rules of the abbot. This donor, please here!" said the monk Shi Li.

"Here... is the Tibetan Classics?" Looking at the Tibetan Classical Pavilion, Zhang Xiaohua was very strange.

"What kind of teacher does Ren Xiaoshi think is the Tibetan Classic?" Chang Xing master laughed.

"This...how can we have the martial arts and high-powered squad guards, how can we get it..." In addition to the guards, Zhang Xiaohua almost said the style of the sect.

"Haha, the little donor is in the same phase!" Chang Xing master said: "The color itself is empty, and the air is also the color. No one said that this Tibetan Pavilion must be a solemn image of treasure!"

After that, Master Chang Xing waved: "There are other things in the old man, and the donor will complete the cheats, and the old man will send the small donor to the road!"

"On the road?" Zhang Xiaohua secretly grinned: "This seems to have two meanings!"

"Don't dare to marry the master, please master the self!"

The master of the same length has gone, Zhang Xiaohua followed the monk into the Tibetan Classical Pavilion. The Tibetan Classical Pavilion is not big. It is only two feet in size. There is a small wooden ladder in one corner, leading to the second floor. Xiaohua knows that this second layer is definitely not up to him, so he will not look over there.

The monk brought Zhang Xiaohua to a row of bookshelves, pointing his hand and respecting him: "Your donor, this row is the sword, palm, boxing, sticking, etc. I collect. Please ask the donor to choose a book. I am waiting here!"

When Zhang Xiaohua heard it, he understood it and smiled: "Thank you for the master, you know it."

Then, Zhang Xiaohua released the knowledge slightly, while looking at it with the naked eye.

It’s a pity, as the master of the long fortune said, this is the common cheats of Dalin Temple. Zhang Xiaohua will search the entire bookshelf and find no fluctuations in the fairy tales. Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaohua is picking cheats at will. At that time, the knowledge of God is to let go, the whole Tibetan Scriptures are shrouded, and each of the bookshelves is inspected one by one, waiting for him to be full of disappointment, that is, to look at God on the wooden ladder and look at it again, the eyes are inadvertent Sweep, I don’t think I’m on the spot!

I saw a young man with a thin body, short and unusual, dressed in a gray coat. He was holding this old broom in his hand, standing beside the wooden ladder, and his head was sweeping his head with a low head.

"哄", Zhang Xiaohua is the blood poured into the brain, the incredible knowledge of the sweep is still sweeping, or that, in the knowledge of God, simply can not see any signs of sweeping the old man.

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua didn't dare to sneak a sneak peek. He quickly took back his knowledge. He just wanted to reinforce the idea of ​​entering the Tibetan Classics in the night. He was also looking for a while. Zhang Xiaohua asked if nothing happened. "This master, the master who sweeps the floor in front of the wooden ladder, which one is it?"

I heard Zhang Xiaohua mentioned the old monk who sweeped the floor. The disciple took a look and looked at the monk in the distance. He whispered: "How is the teacher’s ancestor, the poor is also unknown, the poor only knows that since he remembered, he The old man was sweeping the land in this Tibetan scripture..." Then, it was respectful and respectful: "And, the teachers and uncles said that since they were sensible, they also saw that the old man was sweeping the land here. As for the number of the law, the age. How, no one knows!"

"Oh~" Zhang Xiaohua nodded thoughtfully. The source of this sweeping old man may only know if he grows up.

Since there are such mysterious characters sitting in the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures, let alone others, that is, Zhang Xiaohua does not dare to marry, Dalin Temple can not rest assured? What kind of monk is still outside the door?

Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua put away his knowledge and concentrated on finding the secrets of the deliberate use of the naked eye...

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