"Uh-huh" I nodded slightly and fell silent into realization.
However, what I didn’t know was that while I was wholeheartedly pursuing the digestion of the Jing Jing Sutra, there was an elegant courtyard on the northernmost side of the top of this mountain.
In the other courtyard, the master of Qingyun Temple has his back to the door, with his hands behind his back.
His face cannot be seen clearly, but his momentum is like the stars and the sea, vast and boundless.
Behind him stands a young man with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes.
This man is wearing a green suit.
Although He bent down slightly, with a respectful expression, but there was still an arrogance that was difficult to conceal between his eyebrows, like an extremely sharp sword, with a powerful force.
"Nangong, this fighting ceremony is extraordinary.
Not only are all nine major sects participating, but even young heroes from abroad want to get involved.
As the chief disciple of our Qingyun Temple, you also received guidance from the Supreme Elder at night.
Do you have confidence in mastering the three major meditation scriptures of Qingyun Temple and the measuring instrument of Qingyun Temple?"
the master of Qingyun Temple asked calmly.
"I will never disappoint the master of the temple and the supreme elder.
I, Nangong Sheng, will definitely sweep all opponents, become the young king of this generation, and win the hand of heaven."
The young man known as Nangong straightened his body, like a sword unsheathed, and rubbed With a sound, the fierce momentum shot straight into the sky.
Less than three hundred meters away from the other courtyard, there is a quaint house.
The house is surrounded by black mist.
Directly above the house, stands a majestic figure.
The figure is surrounded by dim light.
"Third Prince, this is the aura of your old rival Qingyun Guan Nangong Sheng.
It seems that he has reached the pinnacle of the perfection of refining qi and transforming into a god.
He is only one step away from breaking through the realm of refining qi and transforming into a god.
Can you do it this time?
Be sure to defeat him" Behind the majestic figure, stood a young man in black.
The young man in black had a killing intent in his eyes: "This time, I will not only defeat him, but also kill him."
"Haha, very good.
The Hand of Heaven seems to contain a big secret.
If you can get the first place, you will be the master of Tianmo Sect from now on" the majestic figure laughed.
"Haoran, you are a righteous person.
You are a rare genius in our Holy Religion for hundreds of years.
Your qualifications are as good as those of your ancestors.
In just five years, you have mastered the Haoran Righteousness Art to the sixth level.
Yesterday, you were The physique of the Confucian Saint was awakened at the critical moment.
It’s not bad.
Even if I don’t win the first place this time, it’s still worth it.”
In the far south of the peak, on the edge of the cliff, under a big lush tree, a middle-aged man with a feather fan Wearing a silk scarf, fluttering clothes, and looking upright.
Beside him, a young man with a gentle face looked into the distance and nodded: "Sir, after this fighting competition is over, I want to learn to walk west.
Something seems to be calling me over there."
"Go, don't let me, the Holy Religion, constrain you."
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.
On the white jade suspension bridge in Fanghu Mountain.
"Wushuang, after ten years, you have set foot on this land again.
Are you confident of winning the first place?"
said an old man with an upper body and a thin body.
Beside him, Zhao Wushuang, who had a red mole on his eyebrows and double pupils, looked straight at the southwest wind.
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After a moment of silence, he said with a stern expression, "Master, my opponent is Cheng Dongqing."
On the top floor of a restaurant in Fanghushan, there is a luxurious room with modern decoration.
There was no one in the room, but strangely, a sharp voice came from the empty room: "Miyamoto, China is a vast country with abundant resources and talented people.
Although you are the number one among the younger generation of Fuso Nation, you still need to be careful."
"Quack, no matter how many pigs there are, they are not as good as one person.
The sick man of East Asia is nothing to worry about.
What I am worried about is the young king of Siam, Zhao Wushuang.
The last time we fought in a hurry, he suffered a small loss."
This night was destined to be a sleepless night.
On the top of Fanghu Mountain, countless young talents looked towards the direction of the martial arts arena, and there was an undercurrent.
But I didn't know that my whole body and mind were immersed in the comprehension of the Qingjing Sutra.
The night passed quickly, and in the early morning of the next day, the sun had not yet risen.
The entire mountain top was covered in mist, and everything was gray.
The exposed branches and eaves were covered with a layer of cold white frost, and a cold wind blew on our faces.
The blowing was like a sharp knife passing through, and it was biting and cold.
But many people couldn't hold it any longer and walked towards the martial arts arena early.
There was a huge crowd and a lot of excitement.
"Ye Hesitant, everyone is heading towards the martial arts field.
You should wake up soon."
Seeing that it was almost time, Bai Mei woke me up.
"call" I exhaled a breath of turbid air, which was shaped like a sharp arrow and penetrated the wooden board at the head of the bed, leaving a hole the size of my thumb.
At the same time, there was a sense of smoothness in my heart that I had never experienced before.
After comprehending the Qing Jing Sutra in the middle of the night, although my Taoist practice has not deepened, I have an illusion that I can easily defeat myself one day ago, and This does not include the seven stars going retrograde.
It seemed that this fight was worth it.
I slowly opened my eyes, looked at the already bright sky, and said with some reluctance: "It will be dawn so soon."
Bai Mei said: "We are not familiar with the situation, so we have to go early, but it seems that your intensive training last night has a good effect."
"Haha, yes."
I smiled and nodded, "I guess Puzhi is still waiting for us, let's go over and find him."
After saying that, I stretched, got out of bed, and stepped towards the next room.
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships.
Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and awareness."
As soon as I walked out of the door, I heard faint Sanskrit sounds coming from the room where Puzhi was sitting.
Between the Sanskrit sounds, there were also bursts of faint fragrance.
"What's going on?"
I asked in surprise.
"Bang" Before I could finish my words, the whole hotel suddenly shook violently, and a huge image of the Buddha suddenly appeared in Puzhi's room.
This Buddha statue is about five feet tall.
It is sitting on a lotus.
It is solemn and compassionate.
It is held in front of the chest with one hand and raised to the ear with one hand.
It looks down at the ground.
The golden Buddha light behind its head is like a scorching sun. , shining brightly on most of the top of the mountain, extremely shocking.
"Amitabha" A moment later, before I could react from the shock, a loud Buddha's name came from the entire space again.
Then the Buddha's light began to fade, the Buddha statue also turned into a light spot and disappeared, and the entire hotel returned to normal.
It all happened so fast that even I felt like I was dazzled.
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"Not bad, not bad.
This little monk has very good qualifications.
He didn't expect to understand the Tathagata Divine Palm in one night.
The Buddha statue just now was exactly the move he used at the moment he understood it.
But he quickly reacted and took it back.
Look If you want to compete for the first place, you have another strong rival, haha."
Bai Mei praised.
"It turns out to be the Palm of Tathagata," I exclaimed.
Previously, Bai Mei said that the broken book Tathagata Palm was a Buddhist magical book and asked me to buy it.
I was still a little skeptical, but after seeing the momentum today, I was completely convinced
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