The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 148 Thoughts of Dao and Martial Arts, Living Buddha of Esoteric Buddhism

Chapter 140 Seven Thoughts of Dao and Martial Arts, Esoteric Living Buddha
Inside the Langhuan Jade Cave, Ye Wuqiu was looking through a lot of secret books intently.

Compared with the cheats in Shishui Pavilion, there are more and more profound ones here.

There are even many martial arts cheats that are secret in the world.

There are even many originals among them, and the things contained in these originals are very important.

The artistic conception of the creator is contained in it.

While Ye Wuqiu was reading the legal principles, he was actually having a conversation with these original authors.

Before that, he more or less looked down on ordinary martial arts, after all, he was an ordinary person.

I have already stepped into the path, accompanied by mystical powers with a wave of my hand.

Spells are not as powerful as supernatural powers, but they are not comparable to ordinary martial arts.

However, Ye Wuqiu really knows some of the mysteries of Fanwu at this moment.

Just like Taoism, different Taoisms have different methods of casting spells, and the legal principles involved are also different.

As for martial arts, different kung fu cheats have different training methods, different directions of meridians involved, and different ways of internal force operation.

If all the meridians of the whole body are opened up, no longer limited to the twelve regular meridians, but including those small meridians, wouldn't the foundation of the whole body be more solid by then.

As the saying goes: "Immortals, with golden muscles and jade bones, are invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire."

This fire is not ordinary fire, and this water is not ordinary water.

In mortal martial arts, it is said that swords and guns are invulnerable, water and fire are invulnerable, but it is actually an exaggeration.

But it also shows that the physical body has reached a certain level.

Daoist, energetic.

Also for the two merits of sex and fate.

At present, Ye Wuqiu's physical body is not weak, and even in Tianlong Jianghu, no one should be able to match him.

However, the physical body was formed by relying on blood evil, more or less the effect of external forces.

If one's own idea is successful, by then, golden muscles and fine bones will not be achieved.

But only relying on the physical body, it should be calcined by fire or water without any harm.

And the self-healing ability is extremely terrifying.

The person who became a saint in the Taoist body, Yang Jian, Erlang Zhenjun.

This is the most famous representative, with extraordinary combat power, he is the God of War wherever he goes.

Therefore, Ye Wuqiu intends to use this ordinary martial arts to integrate all the meridians and evolve a martial art.

Dao and martial arts, what is practiced is martial arts, and what is achieved is Tao.

Cultivating the law with martial arts can become mana, connecting the meridians of the whole body, not to mention rebirth with a drop of blood.

However, no matter how long the local short limbs are, it should not be a big problem.

However, it is impossible to rely on him alone, and the three hundred high-level skills in Qingwei Palace are all very good help.

After watching all the martial arts, Ye Wuqiu put down the last martial art in his hand.

There was a bit of a smile on his face: "This Xiaoyaozi can be regarded as a generation of strange people."

"Small Formless Kungfu, formless and formless, can imitate worldly martial arts. Although it doesn't follow its meridians, it can still achieve the same artistic conception."

"It's possible to use this technique as a basis to create Dao Wu."

"However, this matter is not in a hurry."

Walking out of Langhuan Jade Cave, Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan waited outside for a long time.

"master."

"Well, this mortal martial arts is quite a bit mysterious. You don't have the foundation of Taoism, so you can think more about the artistic conception theory of mortal martial arts, which will be very helpful for the subsequent cultivation of Taoism."

Walking on the mountain road on this island, Ye Wuqiu looked at the two people following behind, and suddenly said: "Yu Yan, do you know your own family background?"

With Wang Yuyan's talent, Ye Wuqiu would naturally be unwilling to be ruined by Duan Yu, a scumbag in the future.

Instead of causing trouble if they meet in the future, it is better to plant a dark seed first.

He didn't want to be tricky and killed Duan Yu directly. After all, although this guy is a scumbag, he is also a kind person.

He is nothing compared to his father.

Talked about so many love affairs and gave birth to a bunch of daughters.

In the end, she gave her elder brother's son a daughter-in-law.

Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu were taken aback.

"Master, is there a problem with my family background? I heard from my mother that my Wang family was originally a wealthy businessman, and my father died early, so..."

Shaking his head, Ye Wuqiu said lightly: "Your mother is not a simple person, she is the daughter of Wu Yazi, the head of the Xiaoyao School, and you are his granddaughter."

Regarding these, Wang Yuyan was not clear.

But Murong Fu's expression changed: "Happy and Unfettered?"

"But the Xiaoyao sect founded by Xiaoyaozi?"

Ye Wuqiu nodded, but he had some guesses in his heart. Among the inheritance of the Murong family, there was only one person who could know the existence of Xiaoyaozi.

Murong Fu looked at his cousin with a somewhat complicated mood.

According to his family's records, this Xiaoyaozi was an opponent with his ancestor Murong Longcheng back then.

Good guy, now, he is directly with the descendants of his ancestor's enemy.

"Why, are you a little depressed?"

Ye Wuqiu looked at Murong Fu with a half-smile, this guy is a scheming guy.

Knowing Wang Yuyan's family background, it is natural to have some thoughts in my heart.

Who knows, Murong Fu actually shook his head and said: "Let's forget about the matter of our ancestors, we juniors, but now I think clearly, Fuguo, that is also a lie, there is nothing wrong with living in the present."

"Now I am also the third-rank commander of the imperial court. In the future, I may still have the opportunity to confine one side of the border. Compared with the small place of Yan Kingdom, the fiefdom of Song Dynasty is not bad. What do you think, master?"

I say?

I said you have changed, this change is really a bit big.

Ye Wuqiu complained a little in his heart, was it because he left too much psychological shadow on this guy in the ghost town?

"Yes, it is very good that you are in such a state of mind."

"This time, the matter of poor Taoism has been resolved. Next, I will teach you the basic practice method. After you memorize it, you can go to Qingwei Palace on your own and look for Elder Jingwu. He will teach you how to practice."

"Wait to go back from traveling as a teacher, it will be the time to accept the apprentice hall, and then, it will be the time for you to get started."

"Master, are you going to play in the rivers and lakes?"

"That's right. I haven't been born for a long time as a teacher. I haven't been in this world until now. Now I have some free time. Of course, I want to travel around the world."

"You go on your own."

Murong Fu suddenly laughed and said, "Then why not help the apprentice in the establishment of the Dark Ye Division?"

"The Dark Night Division has not yet been formed, and the team is only a few people from my family. In this Jianghu, there are many masters. If the evil people are controlled properly, they are the best fighters in the Dark Night Division."

"I already have a bad reputation, so I'm not afraid of what people in the world will say."

Ye Wuqiu was speechless: "You can do these things by yourself, how can you have time for a teacher?"

"It's fine for the rest, but there are a few who need the teacher's help."

"The four villains, and Ding Chunqiu, who is not bad at martial arts, but the headache is poison."

"Ding Chunqiu?"

Ye Wuqiu suddenly thought, does that guy have a Shenmu King Cauldron in his hand?
It shouldn't be an ordinary thing, maybe it's a magic weapon for refining Gu, but this person can take it.

At the moment, it should be said: "Yes, Pindao will capture him when he meets him."

Saying that, Ye Wuqiu turned around suddenly: "Remember, before the apprenticeship ceremony was held, you were still the disciples of the poor, so don't use it as a cover."

"clear."

After speaking, Ye Wuqiu disappeared instantly, leaving Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan in a daze.

"Forget it, the name of the national teacher is indeed not to be used indiscriminately. Before apprenticeship, let's take the initiative to avoid it."

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Ye Wuqiu, who left, did not go far, but came to the West Lake in a flash.

He sensed the arrival of a master, a mortal master.

At this time, there must be only Jiumozhi, right?
Looking at the cruise ship not far away, Ye Wuqiu's eyes were a little playful at the moment.

On the boat, a monk decorated with the Dalai Lama trumpet has fierce eyes and a protruding forehead like a horn.

The body is also extremely strong, but the face is extremely delicate.

There is a handsome young master beside him, but he has the air of a frail scholar.

"Master, why did you bring me to Yanziwu? My father will never let you go."

Jiumozhi looked at Duan Yu and said calmly, "Since I haven't got the Six Meridians Excalibur, you will, then you can just write it down, otherwise..."

"National Teacher, as a member of the Buddhist sect, you are supposed to persuade others to be kind and practice Buddhism in your heart. How can you abstain from killing?"

Duan Yu was lying on the boat with a bit of numbness, the monk brought him all the way from Dali to Hangzhou.

Looking fierce, it didn't actually do him any harm.

However, this kind of kidnapping was indeed not done by a teacher of a country, let alone a high-ranking monk.

Part-time job is to lose his first impression of this monk.

Suddenly, Jiumozhi's eyes froze, and a saber in his hand instantly slashed the void, and a ray of fire instantly scorched the air.

"interesting."

Ye Wuqiu held Jiumozhi's saber energy between his fingers, it condensed and did not dissipate, and there was fire poison in it.

Touching it is disability, very vicious.

"You monk, since you are a kind-hearted person who eats vegetarian food and recites Buddha, you are so cruel."

"Hmph, you are a Taoist priest there, don't worry about me, I am Tubo's national teacher, Jiumozhi."

Jiumozhi's face was tough, but in fact, a small magic subduing pestle had slipped from his sleeve, and his leg was filled with zhenqi at any time, ready to run.

The person who can easily touch his side, and who has not noticed it yet, and holds his own flame knife with his fingers.

I am definitely not an opponent.

Ye Wuqiu said with a teasing smile: "Tubo State Teacher? What a coincidence, Pindao is the Great Song State Teacher, Qingyuan Xuanmiao Daoist Lord, you may have heard of it."

Pfft!
"I pay homage to the real king, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, I hope the real king forgives my sins!"

Jiumozhi directly prostrated himself on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to raise his head at all.

Within the Great Song Dynasty, anyone can be provoked, but this Great Song Guoshi cannot be provoked.

It's a fairy descending to earth, accompanied by wind and clouds with waved hands, exhaling into wind and exhaling into thunder.

In the eyes of ordinary people who don't understand it, it may be a joke or a trick.

But as a Tubo national teacher, he naturally knows the truth.

Ye Wuqiu was a bit surprised: "Is it a bit inappropriate for you to do such a big gift as the teacher of the same country?"

"It's suitable, it's very suitable. A poor monk is an ordinary person, so there is nothing wrong with giving a big gift to an immortal."

"Let's do it."

Watching this scene, Duan Yu didn't dare to speak, he hesitated and said: "Can Zhenjun save me?"

"Save you? Why, what is your relationship with Pindao?"

"I……"

Too lazy to talk to Duan Yu, looking at Jiumozhi, Ye Wuqiu said lightly: "I heard that there is a living Buddha in your Western Region Sacred Sect?"

"Can you tell me about it?"

Living Buddha, this thing is indeed a mystery, and Ye Wuqiu is not very clear about it.

However, existence is reasonable, and Jiumozhi, as a person who came out of the Great Snow Mountain, should be the key to understand it.

Jiumozhi stood up and bowed his body.

"Living Buddha, I dare not speak nonsense, the reincarnated living Buddha is the most important inheritance of Daxueshan."

"Although the poor monk is expensive as Tubo national teacher, but in the big snow mountain, he is just a Dharma protector."

Lifting his feet, the mana surged in an instant, and the wooden boat glides on the water at high speed like an arrow flying off the string.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared on the pier of Swallow Dock.

"Let's go, this is Yanziwu, Murong is at Mantuo Villa right now."

"Jumozhi, Pindao knows the purpose of your coming here, and why this kid was tied here by you, Pindao also knows."

"Pindao doesn't care about all of this, but if you do evil things in the Song Dynasty, it will be easy for the poor to take your life."

Saying that, a ray of dim light directly bounced into Jiumozhi's body, instantly leaving a brand in the depths of his soul.

But the next one, within this person's soul, actually appeared a wisp of someone else's soul.

In an instant, he turned around Jiumo Zhizi Mansion, trying to erase the imprint Ye Wuqiu had planted.

"I'm so poor that I want to see who you are."

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and in an instant, Jiumozhi's eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground instantly.

Duan Yu was so frightened that his pupils dilated, and finally passed out by himself.

Although Ye Wuqiu couldn't get out of his body at this moment, a wisp of his soul was protected by mana, and it was not a big problem to go into Jiumozhi's purple mansion to have a look.

Inside the Purple Mansion, a golden lotus hovered around, and the golden light spread all over it. In the lotus, a skinny monk with age spots all over his body was sitting cross-legged in it.

Ye Wuqiu's soul appeared, watching this scene, his brows frowned.

"Who are you? Living Buddha?"

The monk opened his eyes, and instantly a wave of spiritual power enveloped Ye Wuqiu.

"court death!"

In the void, a dragon chant sounded from the depths of Ye Wuqiu's soul.

Shu Mo disperses this spiritual power, and then directly rushes towards the golden lotus.

boom!
A silent collision disappeared in the Purple Mansion.

"You are the Master of the Great Song Dynasty, as expected by the old monk."

"The poor monk Zhaxi Dele has seen the real king!"

The monk opened his eyes, 囧囧 is full of spirit, the inside is like a starry sky, and you will fall into it just by looking at it.

Ye Wuqiu said coldly: "Why, the living Buddha is going to have a fight with the poor Taoist?"

"No, the real gentleman laughed. The poor monk just didn't expect that there are people like you in this mortal world. You practice the Tao and I practice the Buddha. They are not ordinary people."

However, Ye Wuqiu suffered a disadvantage, how could he stop there.

Above the soul, a golden dragon suddenly appeared.

"Moo!"

"Isn't it? Let's talk after we call!"

At the same time, the thunder cloud in the void of Zifu made up for it, and in an instant, the golden dragon swam inside the cloud.

A series of golden lightning strikes on the golden lotus, causing waves of ripples.

Outside, Jiumozhi suddenly had black blood flowing from his ears, nose, mouth, and eyes...

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