I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 87 Today I am going with the flow, but I am surprising everyone.

In a daze, Li Lang felt an emptiness in his body, and then a strong pulling force pulled him back again.

What I saw and heard at that moment seemed like it had never existed.

But the scriptures that are still circulating in my mind are like the dreams when I first wake up in the morning. I still remember some of them, but I have forgotten some. Only the most impressive part of them always has an unforgettable mark.

"I have comprehended the second level of Tongyang Gong, or in other words, what I have comprehended now is a new method derived from Tongyang Gong."

Compared with the vagueness of the scriptures, Li Lang's sublimated Tongyang Gong under the guidance of the scriptures is very clear.

The original Yang Tong Gong only involved fifteen acupoints, but now the first level is more complete, involving eighteen acupoints, which is the same as the first level of the Medicine King Sutra.

But the second level that Li Lang understood was far behind, involving only twenty-seven acupoints.

"The Supreme Secret is the process of tracing back to the source of the Longevity Kung Fu and hearing the complete technique."

"If the Medicine King's Buddhist Sutra itself is continuously improved and formed through this unique way of 'listening to the Tao', then there is still a lot of shortcomings in the second level of Tongyang Gong that I have understood."

"If I can practice Tongyang Kung Fu to the ultimate level for the second time, then I will have the opportunity to hear the Buddha's sermons again and push this longevity technique to the third level. ...So, is the third level the limit?" Li Lang didn't know the answer.

Because the time he stayed in that Baosha was too short.

After knowing what the Supreme Secret was, Li Lang not only changed his view of longevity power, but also changed his view of the world.

The mysterious veil of the world seemed to unfold a hidden corner at that moment of glimpse.

If he had some doubts about whether there were immortal Buddhas in this world before, now he is convinced that there are indeed some great beings in this world, and they stand tall among countless people. Above living things.

Whether it's the harvesting of magical fruits or the secret of longevity, it seems to be evidence that they at least existed.

But Li Lang was unable to share such things and integrate and communicate with others.

Because, in addition to self-understanding and sublimation of longevity, everything that happens in that unknowing glimpse of the soul is the secret of the contract between man and heaven and earth.

He couldn't speak out, couldn't record it on paper, and couldn't even express the small amount of content in any suggestive way.

In terms of blame, there are still only three words 'Supreme Secret'.

Huiqing couldn't tell the inner truth of the Supreme Secret because he himself had never touched that realm.

At first it was just pretending to be with Li Lang.

As for whether Master Xueyu had mastered the details of the Supreme Secret, Li Lang didn't know and couldn't ask.

Even between people who have also mastered the Supreme Secret, they cannot communicate about the specific content of the Supreme Secret.

At most, everyone understands what the 'Supreme Secret' refers to.

For example, if Li Lang handed over a more complete and advanced Tongyang Kung to Master Xueyu, and assuming that Master Xueyu had also practiced the Supreme Secret, then Master Xueyu would instantly understand what Li Lang had gone through. .

But it was impossible for him to ask about the content of the scriptures that Li Lang heard and ask Li Lang to explain the principles and insights in the scriptures. He could not refer to each other's understandings and get a more complete answer like a puzzle.

If you want to tell this unspeakable secret, you have to defeat Tian Yizi.

But how is that possible?

At this moment, Li Lang still didn't know that the supreme secret he had glimpsed was just the tip of the iceberg of the supreme secret.

Not all supreme secrets are used to explain principles and improve skills.

It talks about the secrets between heaven and earth, not the secrets hidden in the exercises. Chirp after chirp, more than half a month passed after Li Lang agreed to go to Beijing.

Under Xueyu's urging, Li Lang finally packed his bags and prepared to set off to dredge the Shuishui Sword Sect.

Different from the "shabby" situation when Mingbi went to become a disciple of the Junshui Sword Sect, Li Lang traveled on a three-story boat chartered by Qingyang Temple. There were at least ten people taking care of his daily life and food along the way, as well as eight Qingyangs. The fellow practitioners in the temple are not only his guards, but also do chores for him, handling some trivial matters and dealing with some blind provocateurs.

Such a battle fully brings out the extravagant and extravagant style of Qingyang Temple.

It is completely different from the way most monks in regular temples travel, wearing only cloth shoes and alms all the way.

The last time Li Lang saw off Mingbi, it was near evening.

We took the last boat of the day.

But at this moment, Li Lang left Yangzhou Mansion in the morning.

The Spurs' carriage was parked in front of the pier.

The Spurs boss himself held a glass of wine and handed it to Li Lang: "Good brother! Things have changed since you left, and the road will be difficult... Brother, I wish you a safe journey and everything goes well."

Li Lang held the practice 'silver' given by the Spurs' history, weighed the weight, handed the box to the monk beside him, nodded and smiled: "Thank you for your kind words, brother."

"Come! Drink this glass of wine, and then compose a poem, so that this parting between you and me will be remembered in history." The Spurs told the reason why he had to bear the pain of cutting off his flesh and come to see him off.

At the same time, he handed the wine glass in his hand to Li Lang.

Li Lang took the wine glass and was about to imitate Li Bai and say, "The water in the Junjiang River is thousands of feet deep, and it is not as deep as a horse's heartfelt love for me." When he heard a delicate cry from not far away.

"Holy Monk!"

"Grandmaster!"

"Little master!"

"Bad guy~!"

Then, a large group of warblers and swallows crowded onto the pier.

Each one of them is bright and charming, each one is very gorgeously dressed, obviously wearing the best hair, face and clothes.

For a time, the entire dock was crowded with people.

More people gathered around to watch the excitement.

"Oh my goodness! All the oiran ladies from Yangzhou Prefecture are here! If you do this as a man, you will have no regrets even if you die." A businessman who was also about to leave said with warm eyes standing aside. .

I thought he was also throwing away a lot of money. When he was spending money, he was like an uncle. Some of them he met halfway out the door were not even willing to say hello. There was no real affection. If he thought about it too much, he would shed tears.

"It's not just the courtesans, many ordinary brothel girls have also come. In the past two years, the little monk has set up a brothel girls' mutual aid association. He has helped many poor brothel girls who were sick and abandoned. His elementary school takes in homeless orphans and children born in the building. The girls in Yangzhou City all think of him!" said a local from Yangzhou Prefecture.

"So, he seems to be a kind-hearted monk. It's just that he is a monk. He travels so extravagantly. Why not save the money and help a few more children? It can be seen that he is also a man who is seeking fame." Another person said.

But after saying this, everyone next to him left.

Apparently they were afraid that when lightning struck, they would be implicated.

(End of this chapter)