Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 170

"Master of Nature, Master of Nature!"

There were many people in Guangxiao Temple, but Yan's father felt that he accidentally offended this Youde master. He was so anxious that his head broke out in sweat, and he immediately took a step and chased after him. He had to explain clearly in person.

However, the natural monk, who was over fifty years old, walked like flying among the crowds in the temple, waving his gray robes and sweeping away the crowd, but no one felt pushed or pulled.Such a calm appearance, in stark contrast to Yan's father, his peer who was panting behind him, obviously this is also a monk with a lot of cultivation.

Jiang Wen can be calm about this.

The natural monk was born in troubled times and traveled all over the world. If he really had no power to restrain a chicken and no means to save his life, he would probably have been buried in the weeds and thorns a long time ago. How could he sit in the treacherous city of Guangzhou? Dare to keep in touch with the people of Southern Shaolin.

Although this matter seems unreasonable, there must be something inside that Jiang Wen doesn't know yet.

I saw Monk Tianran walking faster and faster towards the West Hall, even the little novice monk who pushed the door just now was thrown far away, and soon he could only see a shiny bald head appearing and disappearing in front of him, getting smaller and smaller up.

Unlike the tense father Yan, Jiang Wen and Fan Xinghan fell behind in a leisurely manner, not in a hurry at all, and even had time to point and point.

"Master Fan, aren't you worried that the abbot is petty?" Jiang Wen said jokingly.

"Master Tianran is a Buddhist great virtue, and he will certainly not have the same knowledge as us."

Fan Xinghan said firmly to Jiang Wen, "At the beginning, Guangzhou City was in danger under the butcher knife of the two kings. It was thanks to Master Tian that he stepped forward to help the people. How can you be so narrow-minded?"

Jiang Wen nodded silently, obviously expecting this, but his focus was different.

"I know the great virtuous and eminent monk, but I didn't expect Zen Master Tianran to be half a man from the world. Master Fan, can you see how the other party will follow?"

"That's why I didn't pay attention..."

Hearing Jiang Wen's question, Fan Xinghan recalled it for a moment, and then analyzed it together with great interest as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I remember Master Tian's movements just now, combining strength and softness, distinct movement and stillness, alternating speed and slowness, strong ups and downs, and every move and style is done in one go."

The more Fan Xinghan thought about it, the more amazed he became. He stretched out his hand to imitate Master Tian's movement of waving his sleeves, shaking it in place, hesitating and hesitating.His posture is floating like a cloud coming out of the mountains, sinking like a stone thrown into a river, obviously he has figured out the way, but his expression is also stopped at unexpected, far from reaching the point of shocking heaven and man.

"Master Tianran's movement and breath occasionally smell like the golden gate of the iron bridge in Southern Shaolin; but when he raised his hand and waved his palm, there was obviously the shadow of the fist of the eagle and the snake, but it was hidden under the monk's robe. It was so noticeable that I didn't notice it directly."

Jiang Wen smiled slightly and said, "Southern Shaolin Tieqiao Kung Fu and Jiangxi Zimen Fist, it seems that they are not advanced martial arts."

Fan Xinghan shook his head, apparently disagreeing with Jiang Wen's point of view.

"Master Jiang, these two martial arts are indeed widely circulated in the world, and they are not secrets that are not passed on. But Abbot Tianran has been the dragon of Buddhism for a while and the mainstay of Dharma. In terms of martial arts, he can at most follow the trend at leisure, and he can practice to such a level, isn't it an extraordinary understanding?"

Jiang Wen shook his head and closed his mouth helplessly.

One way of martial arts lies in a high-level, brave and diligent study. Even if you practice ordinary martial arts to perfection, you may not be able to enter the room and become a self-contained one.Comparing talent and savvy under such circumstances is nothing more than laughing at a hundred steps at fifty steps, which is of no practical use.

A person's mental lifespan is limited, so Jiang Wen made many plans to lay the foundation for his apprentices to soar into the sky.

In front of Fan Xinghan, it was inconvenient for Jiang Wen to throw out the argument in his heart that "if you don't join the master, you are an ant", so as not to hit the Xinghan gang leader in front of you.

But the fact is that.

Back in the ancient city of Minyue in the Wuyi Mountains, facing the terrifying people with chiseled teeth pouring in like a tide, a group of martial arts figures and warriors on the battlefield were helpless, and only Feng Daode and Master Jipo were left in the end. , Chen Jinnan, and Hong Xiguan are worthy of a battle.

Among these people, Master Jipo's insane and insane martial arts are difficult to use, and Feng Daode is the head of two families but can't integrate into one body, but both of them can maintain their own safety without relying on the power of weapons.

But Chen Jinnan and Hong Xiguan obviously couldn't do it. They had to rely on magic weapons to resist those immortal monsters.Putting the two of them in the second gear is actually a bit unfair.

Hong Xiguan, that is a star who is born to be strong when he encounters the strong, and he can achieve the miracle of leapfrogging only when fighting on the battlefield is in his arms. When he reached the limit, he abandoned his martial arts training because of the great cause of anti-Qing and restoring Ming Dynasty, so that he couldn't move an inch without the Juque sword in his hand. Otherwise, with his ability, he should keep pace with Feng Daode and Master Jipo.

Although the Wuyi sect created by Jiang Wen is not well known, the enemies that this sect has faced since its establishment are far more bizarre and terrifying than those of ordinary people in the Jianghu.

In front of the Yixi, all masters are ants. Only by facing those unimaginable horrors and being as weak as ants, can the human warriors abandon those ridiculous and despicable little-knowledge, humble opinions, and divisions, and embark on the journey again own path.

Leaving aside, Chen Jinnan was determined to hand over power and retreat into the Jianghu. He might not have been stimulated by the chiseled people. In the past two days, Yan Yongchun and Yuan Ziyi, who went out early and returned late, were definitely in Zhangqiugang Village. Stimulated by Hei Hao, he is re-examining this treacherous river and lake.

"Master! How did you get here!"

Three children suddenly appeared from among the tourists, chattering and surrounding the dazed Jiang Wen. Seeing this, Fu Ningdie grabbed Jiang Wen's arm unceremoniously, and was about to bite it down.

"Hey, Mr. Xuetang taught you this too? I'm sending you to school, not to fight dogs!"

Jiang Wen quickly raised his hand to resolve the entanglement with silk wrapping strength, and the appearance of Ningdie's fangs and claws was instantly empty.

"Hmph, who told Master to throw us into the school and disappear for several days without knowing why! You deserve it if you don't take us with you if you have fun!"

Fu Ningdie still looked around unwillingly, as if she wanted to find another target to attack.

"You child, why don't you understand the painstaking efforts of being a teacher!?"

Jiang Wen pinned down her head with hatred, and stretched out his hand to tease her to jump around on the spot, "As a disciple of our Wuyi School, you must be an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs. Qin, singing and dancing, boxi, farming and mulberry, practicing medicine, and playing chess can only be learned.”

While greeting the other two apprentices with his eyes, he continued to teach the young apprentices with a blunt mouth.

"I don't learn this or that. If people in the world are like you, they fish for three days and spend two days on the net. In the future, even if there are martial arts cheats that fall in front of you, you may not be able to understand them. Will you know if you learn them? ?”

Fan Xinghan saw that the master and apprentice were very interesting to get along with each other, so he laughed and echoed: "Little girl, what your master said is right. In the Jianghu, if people learn more skills, they will have a better way. We shouldn't be afraid of suffering from childhood. "

Fu Ningdie was chasing after Jiang Wen with all her teeth and claws. She obviously failed to recognize Fan Xinghan, who was dressed in a serious man's clothes, and looked at him with a little hostility: "Who are you? Have I seen you? Why do you say that I am a little boy?" girl?"

Fan Xinghan laughed again when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to take off the weird hat, revealing a mess of hair, and grinned deliberately.

"Didn't you recognize me? I'm the head beggar in the Guandi Temple. The old man usually abducts not one thousand but eight hundred children. You are a boy or a girl. I can tell the difference by smell. I think you are very talented." , do you want to learn to beg for food with me?"

As soon as the words fell, Fu Ningdie rushed to Jiang Wen's back with a stride, tightly grasped her master's clothes, and looked at the suspicious human trafficker in front of her with extreme vigilance, for fear that she would be abducted for food in the next second.

"Haha, don't worry, I will arrest you if you don't want to come."

Fan Xinghan put his hat back on, showing a simple and honest look on his broad face, squatting down and hugging Xiaoshi's shoulders and said kindly, obviously this is his real goal.

"Little guy, since we met again today, I will formally pass on your grappling skills later."

Jiang Wen instantly beamed with joy.

"Little Shitou, hurry up and thank Master Fan! Master Fan, I will treat you to a vegetarian meal at noon, let's move forward."

Fan Xinghan kindly offered to help, but naturally he knew the secrets of martial arts but couldn't understand them. This is not a funny thing in Jianghu.The kung fu formulas of ordinary schools will deliberately use cryptic codes to refer to them, mixed with some vague things such as dragon and tiger lead and mercury, five aggregates and six roots, so as to ensure that outsiders will not easily understand them.

Such things are not uncommon in front of Jianghu's unique skills.Back then Master Jueyuan of Shaolin didn’t know the true face of the Nine Suns in the Shurangama Sutra, and Huang Yaoshi’s disciple Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng couldn’t easily understand the true meaning of the Nine Yins Sutra. Violence.

And when it comes to the character "殄", Jiang Wen naturally thought of the "Nine Serenities Manual" he was carrying, and felt a little ashamed, as if he was no different from the person who bought the scorpion and returned the pearl.

Jiang Wen casually took out the old booklet that was copied, and flipped through it quickly in the sun, only to feel that the strange and tortuous script on it was scurrying around like tadpoles. .

"Hey, is it possible that I really have to die once to understand?"

At the beginning he forgot how chic he looked when Huang Ji interpreted it, but now he looks so embarrassed when he scratches his head to think about the content.The timing of Hei Hao's appearance in Zhangqiugang Village was too unusual, and Jiang Wen secretly noticed the abnormality again. Although he seemed to be enjoying himself at this time, he had actually already made preparations involuntarily.

Ordinary martial arts have long been of no reference value to Jiang Wen. After all, his situation is different from everyone else. Whether it is martial arts or true qi cultivation, he has reached an embarrassment that cannot be broken through.

The direction of his breakthrough after careful consideration, one is gong and the other is art.

Gong is internal force.

After discussing with the Holy Mother of the Red Lotus for many days, Jiang Wen faintly realized that the martial art left by Huang Chang, the prefect of the skull, can not only neutralize and eliminate the poison of the Holy Fire Art, but also bring back from the Haoli Ghost Kingdom that does not belong to this world. Strength, turning the originally weak prefect into a peerless master, may help him break through this embarrassing success power, and restore the majestic internal power like the ocean at the beginning.

Art is swordsmanship.

Facing the darkness that pointed at people's fear, Jiang Wen vaguely comprehended a brand-new sword technique different from Dugu Nine Swords.It is a sword that seems to exist, that is a sword that sees one's nature clearly, and that is a sword that is as brilliant as heaven but ineffable.Just like the sword he swung at the barbarian mirage at the Jiahe Shengxian Banquet, if Jiang Wen could repeat it again, he would have the confidence to cut off all enemies in front of him.

Regardless of whether it is power or skill, these two directions contain things that threaten Yixi and deal with Zhao Wuji.

Jiang Wen sighed slightly, and casually stuffed the "Jiuyou Zhenjing" back into the bag, but came across another thin booklet.

""Seven Sword Qi"? What the hell is this!"

Seeing the crooked words on the cover, Jiang Wen remembered what Lin Zhennan forcibly stuffed into him before he left. It seemed to be this booklet.

Jiang Wen casually opened it to take a look, and found that the words written on the booklet were crooked and lacked pens and pictures. Although it looked more like an underworld than "Nine Serene Scriptures", Jiang Wen didn't understand a single sentence. It can be seen that Lin Zhennan, who was bedridden with internal injuries at that time, wrote how both human and gods were indignant.

The more he looked at it, the bigger his head became. Jiang Wen simply didn't look at it. He didn't know what kind of disease Lin Zhennan suffered from at the beginning, so he insisted that these things that he couldn't understand were not passed down.

"What are you doing... I guess I was drinking too much and said something strange to him, which made him think about writing such a martial arts secret book."

Jiang Wen put away both books, and then said to Hong Wending with a long sigh.

"Wending, you must practice hard and shine in the sect. As a teacher, I have already planned to seal the sword and practice from now on. From now on, if there is any fight, I will do it for you."

"Good master."

Hong Wending nodded slightly, and didn't even ask why, "Wending must not insult the prestige of the master."

Jiang Wen smiled slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, we don't have any prestige."

Jiang Wen only said half of what he said, because he was afraid that Hong Wending would be under pressure.Of course there is no such thing as prestige at present, but he has already told Hanako in the Guandi Association to divide his heroic deeds into nine episodes, and they will talk about them in turn every day under the flyover, and I believe there will be one soon.

Jiang Wen and his entourage came to the entrance of the vegetarian room, and each person could have a full meal by paying [-] Wen. As long as the food was not wasted, there was no limit. Vegetarian ham, vegetarian duck, winter bamboo shoots, mushrooms, roasted bran, peas, kernels, and yams were all available. All kinds of dishes are baked and placed on smooth and tidy plates for self-serve. Fa Cai tofu soup and miscellaneous grains and rice are also put aside one bucket after another. He had been hungry for a long time, and Xiao Shitou had bright eyes.

But there were more people queuing in front of the fasting room than he had imagined, and many of them were dressed as lay Buddhists with solemn expressions. Obviously, the purpose of coming here was not for eating like Jiang Wen did. As the people behind began to crowd, The team was in a mess.

Pushing and shoving forward, the three children such as Xiao Shitou were comfortable in the crowd, and quickly ran to the front due to their short stature. The robed monks were sitting side by side and had already started eating.

"Little master, why are there so many people in the temple today..."

Jiang Wen casually grabbed a young monk passing by, and after a quick glance, he found that it was not an outsider, but a young novice who had met under the bodhi tree just now.

"Today is the second day of the Shuilu Pudu Great Zhai Shenghui in the temple. All the rituals are completed by the monks in accordance with the law. Lay Buddhists voluntarily come to watch, so it is naturally more lively."

The little monk lowered his head and explained a few words. He didn't know if he recognized the person in front of him. He pointed to the notice on the wall of the altar, "The news is here, the benefactor can read it by himself."

Jiang Wen and Fan Xinghan turned their heads and found that the red paper indeed said that Guangxiao Temple was holding a large-scale puja recently. This puja lasted for seven days, from the [-]th day of the first lunar month to the second day of February.

The grand scale of this ceremony will be led by the presiding monk Dharma Tianran to perform ceremonies such as chanting, worshiping, reciting mantras, chanting Buddha, fasting to heaven, making offerings, going to the hall to preach, setting flames, and conferring precepts on the nether world. All Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and other sages and guardians of the heavens come to the mandala, compassionately protect all sentient beings, remove all obstacles, increase blessings and wisdom, absorb the spirits of the six realms, relieve all sufferings, and go to the west.

Fan Xinghan said puzzledly: "This temple is very interesting. Why do they start holding rituals that are only held during the Obon Festival in other places? It's not the Buddha's birthday or the Bodhisattva's birthday recently, is it?"

Jiang Wen smiled slightly and said: "Master Fan, what's wrong with rejoicing in merit like this, otherwise how can we catch up with this vegetarian meal? Namo Amitabha."

"Master Jiang, come and sit here!"

Father Yan also saw Jiang Wen and the two queuing up, and then called out in a low voice, but saw the natural monk slowly getting up, and was about to leave when he saw the situation, which made Father Yan panic for a while, thinking that he had indeed offended the abbot just now.

"What advice does the donor have?"

The natural master said expressionlessly.

"Master, this is your fault. Master Huineng, the Sixth Patriarch, said it here at the beginning, not to mention the movement of flags and wind, it is just the heart of a benevolent person."

Jiang Wen hurriedly reached out to stop the other party, put his hands together and said in a low tone, "This dining hall is so spacious, everyone can go there, and we can meet again because of the gathering of all fates. Look, why does the master deliberately avoid us?"

Monk Tianran, who had been chased by Yan's father for a long time, was still expressionless, but suddenly stretched out a finger.

"The reason here cannot be said, and it must be said. All dharmas and emptiness, what the poor monk wants to say, I have just told the old benefactor, why should the two benefactors be obsessed with names and forms?"

"I don't know what advice the master has?" Jiang Wen asked curiously.

The natural master still stretched out his finger, slowly pointing to the sky.

"It's just 'heavy rain is coming'."

After saying that, he drifted away.

(End of this chapter)