Martial arts fairy machine

Chapter 241 Saint Prestige
Dai Wu quietly exited the room without disturbing Miyong's practice.

Pricking blood and writing scriptures is their way of practice, and you don't need to meddle in their business.

Although it's a little annoying, but you talk about practice with a stubborn old man, and you are looking for abuse. You are not allowed to talk to him, but let others save you!

But for those who can be cruel and practice self-abuse, there is nothing in the world that can stop him. He is not afraid of death or disability. If it is lower, you have to put yourself in it instead.

There is a saying: If you are horizontal, you are afraid of being stunned, and if you are stunned, you are afraid of dying.

Dai Wu now belongs to the horizontal class, and he has boundless magical powers in fighting and killing, but if he encounters such a desperate person, he has to stay away.

Isn't that what it is now, don't say anything, let's go!
Your martial arts supernatural powers are useless when you meet someone like Miyong. There are many helplessness in life. Sometimes you don’t need to be strong in martial arts, but others are stubborn and never repent. What can you do?
Dai Wu also finally understood that Mi Yong was actually trying to die. He could have lived a good life, but he used this practice method to make himself lose his life force, making ends meet, and making up for it was not as fast as it was consumed.

The top of the brain is connected to the universe to absorb some essence, okay, burn it with your fingers, this is not enough, and you have to let blood.

Don't say that you just subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, you can't handle it even if you give it to the Arhat. This is also the reason why Miyong has cultivated himself, but he can't break through to the sage.

He himself didn't know, and Dai Wu couldn't tell, couldn't persuade him.

It is indeed admirable to sacrifice one's life to serve the Buddha, but the way is different, and there is no conspiracy!
After leaving Baoguo Temple, Dai Wu walked up Mount Emei.

It was already late at night, and it was pitch black. Walking alone in the mountains was quite a scary thing.

But Dai Wu is not a mortal, he did not make a pilgrimage, but looked at the scenery at night, the bright moon was hanging high, walked in the mountains, and could not fall asleep at night. He found a big rock and sat cross-legged on it, with the top of his head wide open, absorbing the essence of moonlight.

After one night, the spirit is refreshed, the cells in the body return to a pure state, the dirty air and bacteria in the city are cleaned out of the body, the mundane smell is gone, and there is a detached temperament again, like a fairy descending from the world, The light is immeasurable, the form and spirit are wonderful, and it is indescribable.

In the morning of Mount Emei, the air in the mountain is clear and the rain and dew are sweet.

Dai Wu made a move with his right hand, and the dewdrops on the branches and leaves of the plants gathered quickly, like rain from the sky, and the water droplets flew in the air, gathered in his hand, and floated in the palm of his hand.

Then drink it in your mouth, like a god who does not eat fireworks in the world, drinking nectar in the morning and bathing in the wind in the evening, with a peerless grace!
If this scene is seen by mortals, they must think that he is a fairy descending from the sky, and he will kneel down and pay homage to ask for his wish.

Strolling in the mountains, headed towards the depths of Mount Emei, occasionally performing the technique of looking forward to see who is taller in the mountains.

But at a glance, the majestic Emei, the ashram of Samantabhadra, one of the four famous mountains in my country, only 30 people can open the top, and the one with the deepest cultivation is only the old monk Miyong.

What ratio is this?
There are only 30 people in the four famous mountains. According to this calculation, the total number of people who opened the top of the country is estimated to be less than 500 people.

There are 13 billion people in the country, and an average of 300 million people can raise a Kaiding person. This ratio is really unbearable!
There was also a big battle in the outskirts of the imperial capital, more than a hundred people died, half of them opened their heads, 50 people, and one-tenth of the foundation of the practice world was directly cut off. If you do this a few times, it will be the real era of doomsday up.

Cultivation of Taoism and internal boxing requires the guidance of a master to get started. If these masters are all dead, it will be useless to leave you a legacy. Without the protection of the master, no one can practice the first step of opening the top.

Unless there is a teacher who turns down and has the state of "independent enlightenment", in the age when there are no masters, he can enlighten himself, create a practice method, and then lead his disciples to preach, so that the branches and leaves will be scattered, so that the glory can be recreated.

Thinking about things in his heart, Dai Wu followed his thoughts and came to a Taoist temple, because he found that there was an aura of acquaintances and popularity in it.

Looking at it from the outside, there is nothing special about it, but there are many high-level people in this temple, and there are five or six people who have opened the top.

Dai Wu mobilized his mind to scan, and he knew everything within a kilometer radius, big and small, and a name flashed in his mind, Leng Lingyun, a beautiful woman from the Emei School who once visited him in the martial arts gym.

There were some disciples standing guard in the temple, and when they saw Dai Wu wearing sloppy clothes and looking furtively in front of the door, they immediately came out to chase people away: "Hey, what are you looking at, go away quickly, our place is not open to the public, and we want to travel to other places. place!"

Dai Wu smiled silly, he still remembered that he had promised Leng Lingyun that he would visit Emei when he came to Emei.

If you want to come here, it is the residence of the Emei Sect.

"My name is Dai Wu. I'm here to visit Leng Lingyun of the Emei Sect. Please inform me." Dai Wu gave a clasped fist according to the rules of the world.

"What's your name?" The woman on guard asked again in a daze.

"Dai Wu! Wearing Dai, martial arts Wu!" Dai Wu explained it seriously.

Hearing this, the woman standing guard immediately opened her eyes wide, full of disbelief, and glanced up and down at Dai Wu, which was indeed very similar to the description in the legend, and then ran to the depths of the Taoist temple.

The name Dai Wu in Jianghu represents the life of a saint. No one has ever dared to use this name falsely. If it is found to be false, it will be a blasphemy of a saint and he will be hacked to death by his admirers!
Moreover, such a thing has already happened. It is said that Zhuan Tianzun's successor personally took action, and the guy who used the name of the saint to cheat money and sex was directly beaten into a meat paste!

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, there is a man named Dai Wu outside who wants to visit you!" The woman on guard started to shout before entering the house.

"Xiaoyu, why are you so flustered? Is there an expert to challenge?" Leng Lingyun is practicing Emei Tongbi Fist. It is said that this set of kung fu originated in the pre-Qin period, and it is an internal boxing passed down by the Taoist master Situ Xuankong.

"Senior Sister, there is a little man outside, wearing a beggar's outfit, with a concave forehead and protruding sides, but his demeanor looks so comfortable, he calls himself Dai Wu, and he is here to visit you!"

Xiaoyu spoke in such a hurry that she almost choked, and quickly took a few sips of the tea on the table. There was no barrier between superiors and subordinates at all, which showed that the disciples of the Emei School got along very well.

Like ordinary inheritance, such as Yang Fansheng's Xingyiquan, the true disciples Dai Wu and Yan Wei must have a higher status than ordinary apprentices, and these ordinary apprentices will form a class if they meet the masters and uncles. It must be respectful and polite, and there will be no such thing as hooking shoulders and shoulders.

"Are you sure, he really has a sunken forehead, looks like a dragon, and is very short?" Leng Lingyun was in a hurry. When he said this, his eyes were full of little stars, like a star fan.

"Sure!"

Before Xiaoyu finished speaking, Leng Lingyun's figure had disappeared, which made her speechless.

(End of this chapter)