Begin with inverse training to ward off evil spirits

Chapter 161 Feeling that yesterday was wrong, and tomorrow will be fruitful

"This this……"

"Looking at the general outline, any one of these martial arts is enough to support a school, since it is thrown away at will."

"Hunyuan boy skill!"

"Tiangang Boy's Art!"

"Xihe sword weapon!"

"Kunlun Flame Palm!"

"There are so many martial arts that I have never heard of or seen before!"

……

Jiumozhi was beyond shocked by the scene in front of him!

Around the hall, there are densely packed sheets of rice paper.Each sheet is rolled into a roll, with the name of martial arts written in big characters on the title page, and the general outline of martial arts written under the name in small letters.

"There are so many secret books of martial arts hidden in Zhenwu Hall, I can't imagine! The Murong family has hidden countless secret books of martial arts, so they have the momentum to be proficient in a hundred schools of martial arts, but compared with this place, I'm afraid it's nothing."

"Especially there doesn't seem to be a single martial arts book here!"

Jiumozhi swayed left and right, his fingers trembling with excitement.For a martial arts student, seeing so many martial arts secrets is like a greedy person. Who can move after seeing a mountain of gold and jewels?

Who can not feel monopolized for it?
But this idea is just flickering in my heart, and I dare not put it into action.

The master of Zhenwu Palace's martial arts attainment has reached the level of shocking and unimaginable, who can make trouble under his nose.

Jiumozhi didn't dare to bet.

"But, this young man?" Jiumozhi quietly sized up Dugu Qiubai, his eyes flickering.

He clearly remembered that the Master of Zhenwu Hall said that each person could only choose one to transcribe, but this young man in black seemed to have opened several secret books during the time he came in.

This is how the same thing?

Isn't everyone only allowed to choose one?Why can this teenager watch it at will?
Jiumozhi put on a smile: "This little benefactor, the Palace Master said that each person can only transcribe one course, how can you disobey the order and observe it wantonly?"

Dugu Qiubai didn't raise his head, he was silent for a while and said quietly: "I'm an exception."

exception?

Jiumozhi thought: "Could it be that this young man has something to do with the Master of Zhenwu Hall? Looking at his age, he must be his son, right?"

He asked curiously, "Could it be that the little benefactor has something to do with the hall master?"

Dugu Qiubai said indifferently: "I am his disciple!"

The Master of Zhenwu Palace accepted a disciple?
Jiumozhi was even more surprised, and couldn't help but said: "The little benefactor is actually the apprentice of the master of Zhenwu Palace, no wonder there is such a chance to observe the martial arts in the palace at will!"

Dugu Qiubai could hear the temptation and sourness in his words.

He said lightly: "I can only watch, not learn."

Can only watch but not learn?

what for?

I have seen it all, is it not easy to learn?
Jiumozhi wondered: "Could it be that the master of the hall does not allow the little benefactor to learn martial arts in the hall?"

"That's right!" Dugu Qiubai said the two words resoundingly.

"Why?" Jiumozhi asked again.

Dugu Qiubai resolutely said: "I can only go my own way!"

When Jiumozhi heard this sentence, it was like a dull bell hitting his heart.

The sound is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, dispelling a little fog in the heart.

own way?

own way?

walk my own road!
You can only go your own way.

Jiumozhi chanted these words subconsciously, and his emotions kept changing during the chanting.The tone and emotion of each chanting are completely different.

From doubt to self-question, from sigh to firmness.

It seems to have realized something.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Well said, well said. If you want to have your own way, you can only walk your own way. I have been practicing martial arts for decades, but I haven't figured out this truth. I have been pursuing other people's martial arts and following other people's ways. Lu. The monk understands, the monk finally understands."

Speaking of the latter, Jiumozhi was in high spirits.

He clasped his hands together suddenly, bent down and bowed to Dugu Qiubai: "Thank you for your guidance, little benefactor, if it weren't for this little benefactor, I don't know how long I would be obsessed with my obsession."

Dugu Qiubai didn't expect that he would suddenly realize something.

Hearing this, he pondered for a moment and said: "Master has great wisdom, enlightenment is a matter of time, so you don't need to be polite."

Jiumozhi smiled wryly and said: "I don't have any great wisdom! Today the temple master broke the pride of the little monk and opened his mouth to point out the confusion. He had the intention of guiding the little monk back to the right. It's a pity that the little monk still has obsessions in his heart, and he couldn't solve it. It is a great sin to regard the Lord's golden and jade words as worthless."

"Seeing the secrets of martial arts in the hall, reinvigorated greedy heart, sad, lamentable."

Jiumozhi shook his head endlessly.

"If the little benefactor hadn't woken up with a word, he must have his own way, and sooner or later the little monk would sink into the devil's way without knowing it."

In a single thought, Jiumozhi's mind of reckless deeds disappeared.The solemn look on his face also changed from fake to real.

The face is radiant, unique and treasured.

"Grandmaster is so enlightened, congratulations! Congratulations to Dugu!" Seeing this situation, Dugu Qiubai also sincerely admired it.

He is obsessed with martial arts and swordsmanship, and when he sees fellow practitioners making progress, he naturally feels a sense of sympathy.

"So the little benefactor's name is Dugu!" Jiumozhi smiled.

"Dugu is a name I chose myself. Master named me Qiubai. My name is Dugu... Qiubai!"

Solitary begging for defeat!

Such a domineering and arrogant name.

"The palace master chose this name for little friend Dugu, so he must have high expectations of you!"

"Dugu will naturally live up to this name!" Dugu Qiubai said seriously.

Jiumozhi nodded: "Young monk, I won't disturb little friend Dugu's reading!"

Having said that, Jiumozhi turned around and walked out, knowing that there are countless advanced martial arts in the hall, he didn't feel nostalgia at this moment.

Dugu Qiubai stared at his back and asked, "Master, you haven't chosen the secret book yet?"

Jiumozhi paused for a while, turned his back and smiled, "The little monk has hundreds of martial arts, and one more school is nothing more than that. The greedy heart of the past has left me with many hidden dangers, and I have to find myself. way."

After finishing speaking, he stepped out of the palace gate without looking back.

Lin Pingzhi was still standing on the edge of the abyss, with his hands tied, his clothes fluttering, as if he was going to fly away with the wind.

Jiumozhi stepped forward, clasped his hands together and said: "Young monk is stupid, at first he couldn't understand the subtle words of the palace master, but now he is enlightened by little friend Dugu."

"King Ming can realize the mistakes of yesterday, and it will surely become the fruit of tomorrow. I hope that there will be one more person in my generation on the road. Congratulations!"

Lin Pingzhi turned around and clapped his hands and smiled.

"One step away, thousands of miles away. The little monk has not yet found his own way, and his body is full of hidden dangers. Whether he can see the way is really uncertain."

Jiumozhi got rid of the mind of recklessness, his mind was pure, and finally he was able to see himself, clearly seeing all kinds of hidden dangers in himself.

"If King Ming can practice Buddhism and Taoism, he will have a successful family. He will be able to escape from the cage and be born supernaturally."

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

Jiumozhi even said three difficult words!
The merits of Buddhism and Taoism are all works of Mahayana, and it is necessary to integrate these two essences into one to achieve one's own words.It is more difficult than to create one's own way.

"Buddha sees three thousand broken, crosses life and beheads sins. Tao sees all things destroyed, kills life at the beginning of life, Confucian sees the world disabled, reincarnates and returns to one."

"Predecessors are able to integrate the way of Buddha and demons. King Ming's chance is not shallow, and he will be rescued from a desperate situation!"

"Thank you, Lord, for your guidance."

While the two were talking, a group of people they had seen climbed to the top!
"Master Ming, can you entertain these people for me!" Lin Pingzhi pointed to a group of people who saw him shouting and shouting.

"Willing to serve the Palace Master!" Jiumozhi clasped his hands together.

"All benefactors, come with the monk!"

Call out loudly.

Immediately, he led the first group of people into the hall. On the way into the hall, these people still glanced at Lin Pingzhi from time to time, and couldn't hide their shock.

Entering the hall, Jiumozhi pointed to the scrolls around and said: "This is the martial arts of the Zhenwu Hall, all benefactors can choose one to transcribe."

After a pause, he said cautiously: "You can only choose one, don't be greedy, otherwise, under the wrath of the palace master, no one can save you, and you can't give or receive it privately."

"Follow Master's order!" Everyone couldn't hide their joy, and said with cupped hands.

Jiumozhi said: "I just hope that all the benefactors really listened to the words of the little monk. Although the palace master didn't look at you, you can't hide your words and deeds from his eyes and ears. I hope you don't try the trick by yourself."

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare."

The crowd joined in.

"Forget it, don't make noise and disturb the purity of the hall master."

"This is the disciple of the Palace Master, little friend Dugu!"

Jiumozhi pointed to Dugu Qiubai Dao again.

As soon as everyone entered the hall, they saw Dugu Qiubai sitting cross-legged in the corner. They thought it was just a young man who came before them.Hearing Jiumozhi mention it now, he didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, and they all bowed their hands in salute.

Dugu Qiubai's eyes still stayed on the secret book in front of his knees, and he didn't lift his head: "You just need to abide by the rules and copy it yourself."

Seeing that he was indifferent, everyone didn't say much, and went looking for the secret book one after another!
(End of this chapter)