The Heavens: Starting from the Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 63 Going Down the Mountain
"The disciple meets the master."

Luo Qingyang came outside the meditation room, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Master Puhong who was meditating inside.

"Qingyang, you are here."

Master Puhong had almost guessed the purpose of Luo Qingyang's coming here.

In the past three years, the little guy has hardly left his quiet room except for cultivation.

The food that is eaten every day is sent by the little novice, in his eyes, there seems to be nothing but cultivation.

"Master, I want to go down the mountain to practice and have a good look at the world."

Luo Qingyang didn't like to twist and turn when he spoke, he could speak straight, so why bother with those useless things.

"My old man thought that you came to bid farewell, and you were going back to Qingyun."

Master Puhong was a little surprised.

In his opinion, during these three years, although Luo Qingyang respected him, his heart was not in Tianyin Temple.

Perhaps, when Tianyin Temple was in crisis, Luo Qingyang would take it for his sake and rush over to help.

However, the plan to keep Luo Qingyang in Tianyin Temple was not carried out at all.

"The disciple intends to go back before the Qimai Martial Arts Competition. During this time, he will have a good experience in the rivers and lakes."

Luo Qingyang didn't hide it either, he really wanted to go back before the Qimai martial arts meeting.

After all, in his subconscious mind, Qingyunmen is the place where he lived since he was a child, and he has a more sense of belonging.

It's like, Qingyunmen's house is his own, while Tianyin Temple is only borrowed from a relative's house.

Although his relatives treated him very well, he still felt like he was dependent on others.

What's more, Tianyin Temple is full of monks, so Qingyunmen is not as interesting.

"You practice in the quiet room all day, you really should go out for a walk."

Master Puhong nodded.

Every once in a while, he would go to assess Luo Qingyang, and the little guy's progress was all in his eyes.

Looking at the whole world, no one could hurt Luo Qingyang without the elders coming out.

Anyway, Luo Qingyang also gathered the true teachings of Buddhism and Taoism.

"The disciple said goodbye."

Luo Qingyang made a salute, and after receiving Master Puhong's permission, he disappeared into the meditation room.

"The little guy's supernatural powers are becoming more and more exquisite."

The corners of Master Puhong's mouth rose slightly, he was very satisfied with this cheap apprentice.

Afterwards, he closed his eyes again and meditated silently.

On the other hand, Luo Qingyang did not leave Tianyin Temple directly, but instead went to Dharma Xiang's meditation room.

He has always remembered this senior brother who took good care of him.

The status of Dharma Xiang in his mind is similar to that of friends like Lingzun.

Therefore, before leaving, he still planned to say hello.

"Brother, Qingyang asks to see you."

Luo Qingyang stood outside the meditation room, felt it carefully, and found that the dharma image was not in meditation, so he shouted outside.

"Brother, why do you have time to come here today?"

Faxiang asked unexpectedly.

After three years of painstaking practice, the current dharma form, Dafan Prajna has reached the peak of the seventh level, and it is only one step away from entering the eighth level.

"Just now I have bid farewell to the master, and I am going to go down the mountain to practice, and then go back to Qingyunmen to participate in the Qimai martial arts meeting. Maybe it will be a long time, and I will not be able to see my brother again."

Luo Qingyang said with some reluctance.

Humans are social animals, and friends who have been with each other for a long time are sometimes really reluctant.

"There is always a banquet in the world. Even if the younger brother goes to the world of flowers outside, don't slack off in cultivation, and be careful of being surpassed by the older brother."

Faxiang said calmly.

He patted Luo Qingyang's shoulder. Regarding Luo Qingyang's talent, he had no other intentions other than envy.

Although Luo Qingyang's talent was much higher than his, Faxiang was worried that Luo Qingyang would not be able to resist the temptation from the outside, so he slackened his cultivation.

"Senior brother, don't worry, my determination to practice is no worse than senior brother."

Luo Qingyang nodded sharply.

In this regard, he will work very hard even if he is not urged by Faxiang.

On this trip down the mountain, he also wanted to improve his strength, so he stopped by Xiaochi Town to see if he could meet Xuan Huo Jian.

Although that thing needs to be used in conjunction with the formation, at worst he will remove the formation together, anyway, the system backpack can hold it.

"It's so good, senior brother will give you a ride!"

Faxiang took the initiative to send Luo Qingyang out of Xiaotianyin Temple.

It can be said that Tianyin Temple is somewhat similar to Jiangye's academy, the outside is a common place, and the inside is a place of other world.

Being able to connect the mundane with the world is definitely the act of a saint.

"Thank you, brother."

Luo Qingyang did not refuse, and the two walked together in Tianyin Temple, watching the pilgrims coming and going.

These various pilgrims, but let them understand the outside world.

"Brother, see you later."

Luo Qingyang's voice fell, and then he activated his magical powers and disappeared in Tianyin Temple.

This time his destination is Huqi Mountain, which is the territory of Ghost King Sect.

However, if you want to join the Ghost King Sect, you have to start from a young age.

In two years, you should be able to meet Baguio, or You Ji!

"System, check my attributes."

Luo Qingyang flew in the air, awakening the sleeping system.

Immediately, brand new data was displayed in front of Luo Qingyang's eyes.

Host: Luo Qingyang
Realm: the peak of Yuqing Realm
Kung Fu: Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, Dafan Prajna

Martial arts: Heart Demon Yin, Arhat Ding, Great Kasyapa Palm

Swordsmanship: Moonset, Blossoms and Morning, Slashing the Sky and Pulling the Sword, Stealing the Sword, Slaying Ghosts and Gods, Empty and Illusory Sword
Daoism: Xuanxin Mysterious Jue, Excalibur Yulei Zhenjue
Dharma: Buddhism's Six Paths, Six-Syllable Mantra, Prajna Heart Bell

Points: 22753
Binding goddess: Shi Feixuan (cumulative points: 0)

Items: Dragon Slaying Sword, Heshibi, Hundred Times Speed ​​Training Card*50, Hundred Times Comprehension Training Card*2
Borrowing the time of living in Tianyin Temple, he re-cultivated Xinmo Yin, a forbidden technique in Buddhism.

This is also the reason why he joined the ghost king sect.

You can't use the Taoism of Qingyunmen, or the Buddhism of Tianyin Temple!

That's not obvious, tell the people of Ghost King Zong that he is a spy of the righteous way.

"Master gave me a piece of meteoric iron, let me use it to refine an ordinary magic weapon!"

Luo Qingyang thought for a while, whether it was Dragon Slaying Sword or He's Bi, there was no way to use it.

He's Bi is a treasure of luck, similar to the seal of the emperor, and can use the emperor's dragon energy.

This is the world of cultivating immortals, unlike the world of martial arts, where the emperor's dragon spirit cannot be revealed.

If he really took out He's Bi, it might cause big trouble.

"Well, let's refine a dagger, it doesn't look so decent."

After some consideration, Luo Qingyang decided to forge a dagger.

After all, if you want to become a member of the Demon Cult, you have to make yourself a little bit evil.

Immediately, he found a tailor shop, bought a suit of black clothes, and then went to live in an inn, preparing to refine magic weapons.

Luo Qingyang squeezed seals with both hands, and using Qingyunmen's refining technique, he summoned a ball of spiritual fire.

Immediately afterwards, he threw that piece of meteoric iron into the spiritual fire.

The meteorite made a sizzling sound, as if it was roasting meat.

In just a moment, the meteoric iron was melted, and under the guidance of his aura, it slowly turned into a dagger.

Although the quality is not high, it has reached the minimum standard of a magic weapon and is no longer an ordinary thing.

"From now on, you will be called Black Meteor Dagger!"

Luo Qingyang happily named the dagger, and then used the method of repelling objects to control the black meteor dagger to fly twice in the air.

It's easy to use, but not very powerful.

(End of this chapter)