Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 397
Bao'er pouted her mouth high, but she didn't make things difficult for Fang Jianming.Since tonight is the Lantern Festival, at this time, the street is still lively, with lanterns everywhere, and the street is illuminated brightly.After exchanging a few pleasantries, Fang Jianming said: "Sister Zhu, I have something that I want to give to you tomorrow. I wonder if you are willing to accept it?"Yunmeng Qingzi listened, smiled slightly, and said: "Fang Shaoxia, what gift is it?" Fang Jianming didn't know why Zhu Hongshou blushed, he thought it was a matter of course for him to give something to Zhu Hongshou, and said very generously when he heard the words: "I got a sword by accident and wanted to give it to sister Zhu, but I also heard that there are many swords in Jiangu. I can't count them all, what kind of sword do you have that you can give to my senior sister, hmph, unless..." Fang Jianming said: "Unless what? " Bao'er rolled his eyes and said: "I heard that you Shaolin Temple's seven unique skills, if you send a sword, unless it's Ananda sword, it's almost the same! "Yun Mengqing and Zhu Hongshou shouted at the same time: "Bao'er. "

Bao'er said: "I know I've said the wrong thing again!" Fang Jianming said with some embarrassment: "The Ananda sword is one of the seven masters of our sect, how can you give it away so easily? Besides... hey, if you are dissatisfied with it, I will give it to you." Zhu's sword is called Yinlong, I don't know what the sword is..." Yun Mengqing was startled, and said: "Fang Shaoxia, you said that the sword you are going to give is called Yinlong?" Fang Jianming said: "Yes Ah!" Yun Mengqing glanced left and right, and said: "Fang Shaoxia, please ask me more, do you know the origin of this silver dragon sword? Where did you get it from?" Fang Jianming said: "I am ashamed to say , I am not too sure about its origin. As for where I got it from, please feel sorry for me, and I can’t tell you. Anyway, this sword is now an ownerless thing. I wish my sister a good swordsmanship. If you use it again The sword must be even more powerful." Yun Mengqing said: "Silver Dragon Sword has been missing in the martial arts for many years, and it is said that it not only blows hair and hair, but also has spiritual energy, such a good sword, are you willing to give it away?" Fang Jianming laughed. : "What is there to be reluctant to part with? I intend to give it to Sister Zhu. I'm afraid Sister Zhu won't accept it."

Yun Mengqing thought for a while, nodded, and said: "Hongshou, since Fang Shaoxia is so kind and insists on giving it to you, you can accept it. Hurry up and thank Fang Shaoxia!" Zhu Hongshou bowed to Fang Jianming, Fang Jianming He hurriedly jumped away, shaking his hands, and said: "Sister Zhu, why do you do this? It's nothing, so let's just say it. I will take out the sword tomorrow morning, and you can come and get it, sister Zhu. We are in the east of the city. Meet at Wanjia Teahouse. I’m leaving first, I’m going back late, and my master is going to scold me!” After leaving, Fang Jianming returned to the inn. Dafang and the others had just arrived, and they were still up and talking in the room.Fang Jianming took the Tianchan Sword and Silver Dragon Sword from Daku and went back to the house.Fang Jianming remembered the "wake up the nerves" he got from the Devil's Cult, and remembered the promise to the Queen, so he asked the shop assistants to get him some paper, pens and ink.Closing the door, he took out the "wake up nerve" from his bosom, his parents' benevolent face welled up in his heart, he was secretly sad, and after a long pause, he came back to his senses, quietly wiped away the tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes at an unknown time, and cast his eyes on The scripture in his hand is also a unique book of martial arts.This "Rejuvenation" is a rare book, and I don't know what it is made of. After so many years, although it looks a bit old, the inside is still intact.When he thought of this copying, he couldn't help but want to see the content on it, he couldn't help hesitating for a moment, and then thought: "Whatever, just copy it first, and then give the original to the uncle, so that it will be regarded as the return of the property." The original owner. Qijue from Shaolin Temple found another one."

Reaching out to open the first page, I saw four lines written on the first page, which is "Forgetting both things and me, not clinging to a single thought, to the greatest level, only to wake up the mind".Fang Jianming saw it, and didn't pay much attention to it at first, but suddenly remembered that he practiced the "Great Sleep Art", which emphasizes sleep, but this "wake up the nerves" focuses on waking up. Isn't it a contradiction to sleep and wake up?His eyes lingered on the word "Xingshen" for a while, and his heart suddenly moved slightly, as if he caught something but didn't catch it. He didn't pay much attention to the heat on the soles of his feet. I was "fascinated" by the four sentences. After thinking for a long time, I suddenly realized my purpose, slapped my head hard, and said, "Why did I forget the business, damn it, damn it!" Turning to the second page, only Seeing the opening sentence is "Everything in the world has Buddha nature, gods are the essence of human beings, not only have superhuman abilities, but it is difficult to reach the mysteries of heaven and earth..." Fang Jianming looked a little confused, this was even more difficult than the previous four sentences Understood, he picked up a pen, dipped it in some ink, and copied it word by word according to what was written in the book.While writing, he read silently in his heart. He was originally a very smart person. Although these words were weird, he kept them in his mind after reading silently.This is not what she did on purpose. As the saying goes: A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. He memorized and recited, and of course he kept it in his heart quietly. Although he didn't do it deliberately, it was also subtly alienated.

After copying three pages, he felt the heat from the soles of his feet. He stopped writing and moved his energy to the soles of his feet. As soon as his inner strength reached his ankles, he was blocked by an invisible qi, making it difficult to move forward.Fang Jianming was amazed, what kind of true energy is this, how could it appear on his ankle?He had never experienced such a strange situation before.Suddenly remembering the weird internal force that I encountered in the secret room of the Devil's Cult this afternoon, I thought to myself: "Could it be it? It didn't leave my body, but stayed on the bottom of my feet?" The more I thought about it, the more flustered I became. Is a blessing or a curse.He has the internal power of the Great Sleeping Magic on the top of his head, the internal power of the Heavenly Cicada Knife in his palm, the authentic internal power of Shaolin Temple in his dantian, and now there is a real power of unknown origin on the soles of his feet, why not make him flustered?Fortunately, this internal force has not caused trouble in the past half a day.Even if there are signs of commotion now, it doesn't make him feel pain, instead it feels warm and very comfortable.He only thought about this weird internal force, so he temporarily put aside the text he had just copied. After a while, the heat gradually weakened and almost disappeared.He couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the neighborhood was quiet, and the master next door was probably asleep, he hurriedly picked up the pen and copied it quickly.Strange to say, once he picked up the book and wrote down the words in his head, the heat on the soles of his feet gradually intensified. He copied ten pages in one breath, and gradually felt handy, unobstructed physically and mentally, and the feeling on the soles of his feet The heat was like a stove, making him sweat.

When I stopped writing, the heat gradually weakened.After copying more than 20 pages, in order to save time, he didn't care about the hot air on the soles of his feet. Anyway, although the hot air sometimes made him sweat, he was in a very happy mood for some reason. When copying to a strange state, the whole person seems to be flying, feeling indescribably comfortable.Time passed, little by little, after copying most of the night, he finally finished copying "Wake Up Your Nervous". The moment he closed the pen, he couldn't help using a little extra force, and when he picked up the tip of the pen, he heard a soft sound, He was immersed in the fun of copying books, but he didn't know that there was a hole in the corner of the wall.Fang Jianming put down the writing brush, stretched his waist, looked at the sky outside the window, yawned, put away the "wake up the nerve" and the manuscript, and sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate.It's only an hour or so before dawn, he's going to bed now, it's probably night when he wakes up, he still has something to do today, so he can't delay, so he takes this time to meditate to recharge his energy, martial arts masters like them don't sleep all night, It's nothing, just meditate and you will be refreshed.After sitting for an hour, when I opened my eyes, I heard the sound of footsteps outside.He got up to freshen up, had breakfast with the master, and then went out with Tian Chan Dao and Yin Long Jian, saying that he was going to meet some people.

He made an appointment with Long Biyun at Wanjia Teahouse, and at the same time, he also met with Zhu Hongshou in this teahouse.But because he came earlier, there were not many people in the teahouse.He found a table by the window and asked the tea doctor to serve him a cup of tea. While he was drinking himself, it was almost the appointed time when he suddenly heard a noise from downstairs, and he raised his eyes to the street. Looking up, I saw a group of people gathered around at some point, and the weapon racks of the Maijie people were set up in the field, and the gong sounded like "Dangdang...".Fang Jianming saw that he was someone who bought solutions from Jianghu, so he didn't care much, and stuck his head over.When the appointed time came, the guests in the teahouse had already reached the seventh floor.Fang Jianming waited a little impatiently, and Zhu Hongshou's figure appeared at the stairs. Today she changed into a beautiful red dress, as if she even dressed up specially.As soon as she came up, there was a complete silence upstairs, and everyone stared at her with wide eyes.Zhu Hongshou snorted coldly, and a chill came from her body, and everyone couldn't help shivering, not daring to look at her.

Zhu Hongshou walked up to Fang Jianming, and Fang Jianming hurriedly gave up her seat. Zhu Hongshou smiled slightly and said, "I'm here today to ask you for a sword. Why are you so polite to me? Don't argue with me later." I’ll pay for the tea money!” Fang Jianming smiled and said, “Sister Zhu, I’ve already paid for the tea money, so you don’t have to spend any more.” Zhu Hongshou widened her eyes and said, “You…” Fang Jianming held the silver dragon sword Handed it to her eyes, said: "Sister Zhu, take a look, how about this silver dragon sword?" Zhu Hongshou said helplessly: "You really are!" , looking surprised, said: "Brother, do you think it's strange, this silver dragon sword seems to be destined for me, I hold it in my hand, I have a strong feeling, I can feel its joy, you Say..." Involuntarily he drew his sword.Fang Jianming's complexion changed. This silver dragon sword is not a sharp weapon for ordinary soldiers. He did not pull it out when he got it. Once Zhu Hongshou pulls it out, there may be something unusual, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Sister Zhu, wait a minute. Above the teahouse, Wan Wu draws his sword, so as not to cause any harm!"

(End of this chapter)