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Chapter 275 Ten Moves
The reason why Meng Xiuyuan said that he would go to Jingnian Zen to fetch He's Bi after three days was due to two considerations.

First, he really hoped that Concubine Shi Xuan could take these three days to prepare well with Jing Nian Zen, without any reservations.

Meng Xiuyuan wanted to win, and more importantly, he wanted to win the other party who was convinced and had nothing to say.

Only in this way can its name be destroyed, its power broken, and its heart be punished.

Second, it was because Meng Xiuyuan himself had something more important to do immediately.

After seeing off the uninvited guest, Concubine Shixuan, Meng Xiuyuan didn't stop at all, Dang even left the inn and went straight to the outside of Luoyang City.

After leaving the city gate, Meng Xiuyuan immediately restrained his breath, improved his lightness skills, and plunged into the dense forest in the south of Luoyang city.

After galloping for dozens of miles with all his strength, and after confirming that he was not being followed, Meng Xiuyuan stopped in a deserted and secluded mountain shade, and at the same time sat down peacefully beside a big tree.

This sitting is three days and three nights.

During the three days, regardless of the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, Meng Xiuyuan still sat quietly with his eyes closed, his body did not move at all, and his expression did not change a little.

Occasionally, animals such as snakes, insects, mice, ants, hedgehogs and hares passed by him, but they just regarded him as a piece of green wood and rock, and did not pay attention to him.

It wasn't until the sun rose three days later that Meng Xiuyuan finally exhaled a foul breath and slowly opened his eyes.

There are no grand scenes such as gusts of wind and alternation of cold and heat, and there are no anecdotal scenes of birds singing, butterflies dancing, and flowers and plants blooming.

In this silence, Meng Xiuyuan's inner self has quietly changed.

……

In fact, this breakthrough opportunity came so suddenly that even Meng Xiuyuan felt a little surprised when he looked back at this moment.

On the morning when Shi Feixuan came to the inn to look for him, during the debate between the two of them on the issue of Cihang Jingzhai, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly felt that his primordial spirit had finally reached the limit at the current stage and would not regenerate. growth and entered a relatively stable state.

And what Meng Xiuyuan didn't expect was that maybe because he insisted on silently reciting the "Shangqing Huangting External Scenery" for more than ten years, his spiritual accumulation was too thick, and the primordial spirit was too strong, so that he naturally broke through a certain limit .

Without Meng Xiuyuan's subjective urging, his consciousness and soul had already begun to contact each other, gradually entering the next level of spiritual cultivation.

As mentioned before, from a certain point of view, the human spirit can be divided into two types.

"Primordial Spirit" refers to the innate god of the human body, the faint aura, which includes the subconsciousness of the human body and the so-called spiritual perception.

And "knowledge of the gods" refers to the usual consciousness, the usual thoughts and feelings, and all perceptions of the five senses, judgment and analysis, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all handled by the knowledge of the gods.

And according to "The Dafa of Dao Heart and Demon Planting", when you cultivate to Meng Xiuyuan's level, the next step is to combine the "primordial spirit" and "consciousness spirit" into one, so that you can't distinguish each other at all times. .

The advantage of this is that the spiritual perception of the martial arts practitioner will be magnified dozens of times. When fighting with the enemy, knowing the details and anticipating the enemy's opportunities are no longer just adjectives.

To give a popular example from Meng Xiuyuan's previous life, people who have cultivated to this state, to some extent, are similar to awakening "knowledge-colored arrogance", can mentally know the enemy anytime, anywhere, and even predict the opponent's next move to a certain extent action.

Facing the enemy in such a state, facing an opponent whose realm is lower than his own, is naturally invincible.

……

Meng Xiuyuan stood up and shook lightly, and the dust and dead leaves covered on the green shirt immediately scattered in all directions.

The time was just right, it was time to go to the appointment.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't delay anymore, he flew up and down, and it didn't take long before he came to the foot of Jingnian Zen School again.

Looking up, only to see that the high towers and pavilions are still so majestic, which makes people feel unattainable.

However, the difference from the last time was that there were faint voices coming from the originally silent temple on the mountain at this moment.

"All appearances are illusory. If you see all appearances and non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata..."

The sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures was very soft at first, but the more you pay attention to it, the sound becomes clearer and clearer in your ears.

After a while, Meng Xiuyuan could hear the different voices of different monks without even paying attention.

A simple analysis shows that there are at least [-] monks who recite the Diamond Sutra. Judging from their breathing, breathing and vocalization, these [-] monks obviously have high internal strength.

Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan naturally understood that this was deliberately read to him by the people of Jingnian Temple.It's just that he couldn't guess whether the other party wasted so much time to give him a bad impression, or to let him retreat in spite of difficulties.

Shaking his head and smiling, Meng Xiuyuan stopped thinking about it, and immediately walked up the stairs.After all, no matter what the reason is, today's battle will not change.

In a few breaths, Meng Xiuyuan flew to the halfway up the mountain, and the sound of chanting sutras, which was only faintly audible, was now rumbling.

"All conditioned methods are like dream bubbles, like dew, and like electricity, so you should look at it like this..."

More than [-] monks used their internal energy to chant the "Diamond Sutra" together, and the sound was so overwhelming that the flowers, plants and leaves in the mountain trembled.

But to Meng Xiuyuan's surprise, in the chanting, he only heard the meaning of solemn vigilance, but he didn't hear any murderous intent.

This made Meng Xiuyuan think highly of these Buddhist monks of the Jingnian Zen sect.

Xunsheng walked all the way, Meng Xiuyuan passed through two mountain gates, and passed by a temple hall, until the white stone square in the center of the Buddhist temple, he saw a figure.

I saw that there were more than two hundred monks, big and small, standing in the square. Each of them held a fine iron Zen staff in his right hand and a dark red Buddha bead in his left hand.

Concubine Shi Xuan was standing in front of the monks with a long sword on her back, her eyes solemnly looking at the road on the mountain, until Meng Xiuyuan showed up, she couldn't help showing a bit of sadness on her face:
"Young Master Meng, you are still here after all..."

With Shi Feixuan's soft sigh, the sound of the monks chanting sutras stopped abruptly, and the whole monastery was silent for a while, only the rustle of wind blowing dry leaves was heard.

"Young Master, I understand your thoughts, and even to a certain extent, I also think that what you said back then is reasonable, so I really don't want to be your enemy.

It's just that Feixuan, as a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, has the responsibility of her teacher's order, and the matter of He Shibi was also explained by her teacher herself..."

Concubine Shixuan looked at Meng Xiuyuan and spoke sincerely, as if she wanted to take this last opportunity to persuade Meng Xiuyuan to change his mind.

However, Meng Xiuyuan didn't want to hear her continue, he immediately shook his head and interrupted:

"Miss Shi, we have already explained what we should say three days ago.

I came today only to take away He's Bi. "

Meng Xiuyuan's words were not loud, but they naturally aroused his spirit that had just merged into one and undergone a qualitative change. Every word he blurted out hit the brains of every monk present like a heavy hammer, causing them to shake their minds, His complexion changed abruptly, no matter how difficult it was to maintain the original solemn treasure elephant.

Concubine Shi Xuan's expression darkened, knowing that Meng Xiuyuan's determination had been made, so she stopped persuading her, and silently stepped back a few steps and stood aside.

At this time, a tall and handsome monk who was only 40 years old stepped out from among the monks, clasped his hands together and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"The poor monk is empty, and he is the contemporary abbot of the Jingnian Zen sect, entrusted by the teacher to protect the treasure.

Master Meng Shi is famous outside the country, so many people outside the country like me have heard about it and admire him.

It's just that I have a responsibility, I'm afraid I will offend you today..."

Meng Xiuyuan's eyes lit up when he saw this, and in just a moment, he felt that this monk in front of him was not simple, he was actually the number one master he had ever seen in this life except Xiang Yutian, and he was far above Shi Feixuan and Wang Hou.

But this monk Liaokong spoke politely, but his movements were unambiguous, once the monk's robe was rolled up, he ordered all the monks around him to quickly surround Meng Xiuyuan.More than [-] monks were like a giant net spread out over the sky, trapping Meng Xiuyuan in a patchwork pattern.

Meng Xiuyuan wanted to use the strong to defeat the strong, so he didn't try to stop him, and just stood there quietly, waiting for the formation of the monks to take shape.

But what surprised him was that these monks did not attack him after they stood still. Instead, they stood there obediently one by one, bowing their heads and reciting scriptures softly, their voices blending into one.

Meng Xiuyuan frowned slightly when he heard the buzzing sound of chanting sutras, and felt that there was a way in it, which was quite different from just now.

At this moment, Monk Liaokong slowly walked out of the monks, and said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Mr. Meng's martial arts are outstanding, which is admirable.

In order to live up to the entrustment of the teacher, the poor monk can only take advantage of the power of the formation..."

At this point, there was a sudden "boom" in Meng Xiuyuan's ears, and he felt that the voices of the more than two hundred monks chanting scriptures were suddenly amplified hundreds or thousands of times, and they all became empty voices:

"Within ten strokes, if I can't defeat the young master, then I will admit defeat in Jing Nian Temple today.

The rest of the matter will be handed over to Daoist Ning and Young Master to solve..."

　I wrote dizzily until almost two o'clock in the middle of the night, and this chapter was written short without too many highlights, which made me feel very uncomfortable and feel ashamed of everyone who followed up.

　　In the group and comment area, some readers suggested to me that I could stop for half a month, take this opportunity to take care of my body, adjust my condition, and at the same time straighten out the plot behind me, and save some manuscripts.

　　To be honest, although it is foreseeable that such a long period of interruption will cause the follow-up results of this book to plummet, but I think it is not good for the content level of this book or for my body. It's a good proposal.

　　I just don’t know if readers and friends can understand and accept it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)